Aunt Zhang's steamed bun shop is doing a prosperous business, not only because her steamed buns are filled with large noodles, but also because the price is fair.

An adult man's fist-sized meat bun is only three copper plates, and the vegetable bun is even cheaper. It only takes five or six cents to eat a full meal, and the taste is extremely delicious, for ordinary people, the existence of the bun shop is not a blessing.

Aunt Zhang returned to her residence with her daughter, and the time was already up, but she had no rest yet - she hurried to meet and prepare for tomorrow's business.

The buns kept on and on.

These were the only words her short-lived man had to give her before he died.

When Aunt Zhang thought of her husband who died early, she gritted her teeth for a while, how could she be regarded as one of the best beauties in Wupan City back then, and many sons and brothers from big families surrounded her all day long.

To say that relying on this bun shop for a family of three, although they can't eat and drink, they can also live a rich life, but the man's life is thin, and the child is not yet one year old, so he got a strange disease and died. Leaving her orphan and widowed, she made a living from a bun shop.

When Aunt Zhang thought of this, she couldn't help but sigh, her waist hurt a little - kneading dough is a hard job, especially for a woman. After more than ten years of hard work day and night, coupled with her age, such a problem has long been exposed on her body, but Aunt Zhang does not have the spare money and the effort to slowly recuperate.

"Mother, water. At this time, a crisp voice came from beside him, and the little girl with two rushing mustaches obediently handed a bowl of water to the person who was working hard.

The woman was pulled back from her thoughts, she turned her head to look at the daughter who had a pair of tiger teeth laughing, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed a smile, and the whining and back pain on her back seemed to disappear at this time.

She stretched out her hand and took the porcelain bowl, took a sip, handed it back to her daughter, and said, "Qingyan is good, go to sleep first, my mother will come in a while." ”

The little girl took the porcelain bowl, but did not leave obediently as usual, but stood a little hesitantly, looking as if there was something to say.

Aunt Zhang brought her up with one hand, so she didn't know how careful she was, she smiled slightly, stopped the guy in her hand, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

The girl hesitated for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Mother, do you say it's really him?"

The question made the smile on the woman's face pause, but soon she came back to her senses, and the smile spread on the woman's face again, she squatted down, reached out and touched the skyscraper on the girl's head, and murmured, "Yes, it must be." ”

As she spoke, the woman slowly turned her head to look into the room, where there was a shrine with some offerings and a small incense stand on the shrine, but there was no statue or spiritual seat, only an old portrait hanging on it.

It was a beautiful woman and a man with a thick layer of white cloth wrapped around his head and slightly raised on both sides. The two of them stand in the scroll, or because of their age, the scroll is faintly yellowed, and in some places it is a little deinked, so that it is blurred. But when the two looked at each other, the smile in their eyes seemed to be able to pass through the ink, break through the years, and reach the present world.

......

The night is thick, and in the monkey and fox forest that has turned into ruins, a figure is walking quickly.

Several figures were walking closely behind him, but the man was not flustered, nor did he have the intention of stopping or trying to shake them off, he ran to his own heart, and when he caught a glimpse of a raised mound not far away, his eyes lit up, and he leaped and fell behind the mound. Seeing this, several black shadows behind them faintly sensed that something was wrong, so they quickly stepped forward, but when they came to the back of the mound, they found that the figure they had followed before had disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

A few people secretly felt strange, and searched around the mound for a while, and even those who were unwilling dug up the mound directly, and worked until dawn the next day, but only got a pile of rotten dead tree trunks.

......

"You're being followed. ”

In the pitch-black underground temple, Guan Shanqi looked at the young man who appeared with a flash of red light, and said so.

Wei Lai stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said casually: "The imperial court sent nearly a thousand Cangyu guards to Wupan City, and it seems that they are bound to capture you. A larger number of soldiers and horses may still be behind, and those people in the rivers and lakes have been entrenched here for a long time, so they naturally can't sit still at this moment. In the past few days, those who had been watching in the past have also joined the search, and the entire monkey and fox forest has been dug into potholes, but they still can't find the location of your temple. Everyone was suspicious of each other, and it was not surprising that anyone with strange whereabouts would probably know the location of the temple in their opinion. ”

Guan Shanli frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "The collapsed place is full of twenty miles, I have long expected such a trouble, so I also sank the temple by several zhang, unless they turn the entire monkey and fox forest upside down, they will not be able to find this place in a short time." ”

When Wei Lai heard this, he glanced at Guan Shanqi, took out a candle from his arms, lit it, and put it on the candlestick. He said again: "I don't know how long you can hide, but I guess I can't hide it anymore." ”

"Huh?" Guan Shanqi looked at Wei Lai suspiciously.

"Ningzhou's Hanxing List was issued in June, and it took six to seven days to send it to Wupan City, and there were only about ten days left until today. Wei Lai said calmly, but his body sat down cross-legged at that time: "Our time is limited, let's start." ”

Guan Shanli probably knew some of Wei Lai's situation, and he also understood how big trouble Wei Lai would face once the Hanxing list was sent to Wupan City. He glanced at the young man who was already sitting cross-legged, the spiritual power in his body surged, and a red light escaped into Wei Lai's body under his drive, this power was enough to protect Wei Lai's heart, so that the young man could rest assured that he could destroy the Wuyang Divine Blood in his body, and he was not worried about what would be left behind.

Guan Shanhua's brows furrowed a little deeper, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Then what are you going to do next?"

Wei Lai didn't seem to notice such an abnormality, he lowered his head and said, "At the current speed, one day is enough time for me to condense a Wuyang Divine Blood, and six days is enough for me to reach the Thirteenth Rank of Wuyang. According to the genius demon you said before, after he condensed the thirteenth Wuyang Divine Blood, it took three days to push open the first divine gate, just in case, I reserved four days, I think there should be no problem. At that time, you can turn into my guardian Yin God and temporarily reside in my Wuyang Divine Gate. ”

He said these words in one breath, without the slightest stagnation or hesitation in the whole process, and his tone was extremely calm, as if everything was so taken for granted.

So much so that Guan Shanli couldn't help but be a little stunned after hearing these words, and the temple was silent for a few breaths. After that, the voice of the former Yin God sounded again: "Thirteen Martial Yang Divine Blood, is that enough?"

Wei Lai, who had already closed his eyes and was about to start today's cultivation, looked up at Guan Shanqi, who had a strange expression, the boy's eyebrows raised, and he said in a mocking tone: "The seniors seem to have suffered some gains and losses recently. ”

Guan Shanqi is in front of the Eight Great Sages, and after his death, he turned into a Yin God, before the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, which of the temples was not the peak of incense, and there were not many people in this world who dared to ridicule him like this. But Wei Lai's playful words did not make him half dissatisfied or angry.

He just stared down at Wei Lai, his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see this young man through.

In front of Wei Lai was a great, even eternal, creation. Compared to this creation, the inheritance of his former Yin God also seemed insignificant, as long as Wei Lai was willing, he could condense more Wuyang Divine Blood. Even without the help of his Guan Shan Lance, Wei Lai's loss would only be a little faster than the speed of refining his physical body, but Rao was like this, compared to ordinary monks, his speed of condensing Wuyang Divine Blood would still be more than a hundred times faster.

And now Wei Lai is willing to give up this low-hanging fruit, in order to save him, the former Yin God who is about to die.

It is hard for Guan Shanli to believe that someone would really be "stupid" to such a point, after all, if the positions of the two are reversed, Guan Shanli does not dare to guarantee what choice he will make.

Although the method of self-treatment is shameful, in many cases, it is surprisingly effective.

After a long time, he was the first to withdraw his gaze and said with a wry smile: "It looks like I have to take back what I said to you that day." ”

"You deserve this great creation. ”

Wei Lai blinked his eyes and asked rhetorically, "Aren't seniors afraid that I'm lying to you?"

Guan Shanhua was stunned for a moment, also blinked his eyes, and said, "Then your acting skills are good." ”

The two of them then looked at each other and smiled in the dark temple of the candlelight, although they did not say much, but they already knew each other's hearts.