Thank you, Immortal Master, I can't repay this old bone!"

As the old man spoke, he was about to kneel down for Zhou Ming.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming stretched out his hand to support him, and said: "Old man, I won't break my promise even if I promise to come down, we have just come to Fanling City, and we are not entangled, I don't know if we can borrow a few (rì) here?"

"The immortal master can live as long as he wants, if you like this house, I will give it to you. ”

The old man wished that Zhou Ming would stay, and the mortals in the source were more superstitious, and they firmly believed that living under the same roof with the cultivators would be able to get some immortal fate and increase their good fortune.

"Then thank you, old man. ”

Zhou Ming was thanking the old man, and suddenly felt that his calf was touched by someone.

"Brother Zhou Ming......"

Lin Xiaowu next to him put away his toes, crossed his two little hands together, lowered his head, his face was slightly red, and he muttered softly: "I, I'm hungry." ”

Zhou Ming was stunned and glanced at the dim sky outside.

"Immortal Master, I'll go and prepare dinner. ”

As soon as the old man heard this, he was about to go out, but he didn't dare to snub Zhou Ming and them.

Zhou Ming stood up, "Old man, what other ingredients are at home, I'll make them." ”

"Let me ...... this inferior job"

The old man saw Zhou Ming's irrefutable eyes, and hurriedly changed his words: "There are a few domestic chickens and ducks at the back of the courtyard, and there are some fresh vegetables picked this morning in the kitchen......

At the back of the house, there is a fence around it, and some vegetables are planted on the ground, such as onions and garlic, yellow rape flowers, and green asparagus......

Outside the fence is a small hill where a flock of poultry flies around, and the golden sunset shines on the hillside.

Zhou Ming watched this scene, the impetuousness in his heart disappeared a lot, he stepped on the loose soil, walked to the vegetable field, and plucked a green garlic plant that grew very well.

When the old man saw Zhou Ming squatting on the vegetable field, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Immortal Master, just let me do this rough work, don't get this dirty mud." ”

Zhou Ming couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "I said that I am not an immortal master, although I (shēn) have cultivation, I am still a human being." Old man, don't be like me (tào), it's no wonder. ”

When the old man heard this, he was silent for a long time, and then smiled with relief: "The immortal master is right, I am clumsy. ”

"By the way, old man, I still don't know what to call it?"

Zhou Ming plucked a few more green garlic plants and asked the old man.

"My surname is Guan, and the immortal master can call me Guan Pestle. ”

Seeing that Zhou Ming was so approachable, the old man suddenly remembered the cold (shēn) shadow that had come to the city of Fan Ling to look for people. He secretly sighed, he didn't expect that they were both elders of the Lingyin Sect, but the (xìng) personalities of these two people were completely different.

"Then I'll call you Uncle Guan. ”

Zhou Ming dusted off the black mud on the garlic white, and walked to the kitchen made of clay embryos.

"Immortal Master, you really torment me......"

Guan Pestle followed and ran into the kitchen, looking panicked.

The smoke of the cooking stove was rising, the green tile and earthen walls, the rough and simple pots and bowls, Zhou Ming was lighting a fire, and when he saw Guan Pestle standing aside, his face was burnt, he said with a smile: "Uncle Guan, help me call Xiao Wu over, I'll be busy here." ”

"Ah...... Good. ”

Guan Pestle saw that Zhou Ming was skillfully making firewood there, and his heart was full of astonishment, could it be that cultivators often eat rough food in the world? With this question, Guan Pestle hurriedly called Lin Xiaowu over according to Zhou Ming's instructions.

"Brother Zhou Ming, what's the matter?"

Lin Xiaowu, who was dressed in white, walked to the black stove.

"Help me keep an eye on the fire. ”

Zhou Ming added a scoop of water to the iron-cast wok, pointed to the stove burning at the bottom, and said.

"Hee-hee, okay. ”

Lin Xiaowu was very happy, rolled up her sleeves, and began to clean up the dry firewood on the side.

Guan Pestle was stunned, this may be the unique pleasure of cultivators?

Seeing that there was nothing to help, Guan Pestle returned to the courtyard alone, looking at the remnant sun in the distance with cloudy eyes, and his rickety back showed his old age.

"I'm old, I haven't made such a fuss at home for a long time, my Ying'er, I must wait for grandpa, cough cough ......"

Guan pestle coughed continuously, he gently pounded his back, and walked to the hall tremblingly.

In the kitchen, Lin Xiaowu was choked with smoke and burst into tears, she wiped it on her face with her little black hand, and her fair skin immediately appeared a touch of pitch black.

Lin Xiaowu took a wooden stick and turned up the fiery red charcoal in the stove, stared at the burning scorching (rè) in it, and said, "Brother Zhou Ming, I see that you are very familiar with Yuanxu, and you don't look like you just came here. ”

Zhou Ming's hand holding the spatula shook slightly, and he seriously stir-fried the chicken (ròu) in the pot, and smiled softly: "That's because, I have already come to Yuanxu in my dream, but I died here later." ”

Lin Xiaowu stood up suddenly, hugged Zhou Ming from behind, and sobbed: "No, you won't die, don't say such unlucky words." ”

Zhou Ming's movements were stagnant, and the haze on his face (yīn) quickly dissipated, he pretended to be joking, and coughed lightly: "Cough, okay, don't talk about it in the future." Xiao Wu, men and women don't kiss, are you taking the opportunity to eat my tofu?"

When Lin Xiaowu heard this, she suddenly realized her gaffe, she immediately let go of Zhou Ming, and squatted in front of the stove with a red face.

Zhou Ming looked at the shy Lin Xiaowu, shook his head and smiled: "Okay, just kidding, I'll wash my face later, you see that you are about to become a little flower cat now." ”

"Brother Zhou Ming, I don't know much about you, but when I am with you, I am very happy!"

Lin Xiaowu didn't know why she left such a sentence, and then ran out.

Zhou Ming looked at the slightly flustered girl, smiled knowingly, and a warmth flowed through his heart. There were many things he didn't want to tell Lin Xiaowu, and those (yīn) dark memories were enough for him to bear alone.

For dinner, the three of them had a good meal, Guan Pestle didn't expect Zhou Ming's cooking skills to be so good, he was old and frail, and he usually ate less, but tonight, he ate three bowls of rice. A table of dishes was swept away in the laughter of several people.

After dinner, Guan Pestle went back to his room early, the lanterns in the courtyard were lit, and Zhou Ming, dressed in gray, and Lin Xiaowu, dressed in red, sat on low wooden benches, watching the stars in the night sky.

Zhou Ming's original clothes were already in tatters, and what he was wearing now (shēn) was Guan Pestle's son's clothes. And the red embroidered skirt (shēn) worn by Lin Xiaowu is the clothes left by Guan Pestle's daughter-in-law.

It is also embarrassing to say that Guan Pestle's son was dragged by the government to join the army soon after he got married, leaving behind the old and young in the family and throwing (shēn) horses. After a period of time (rì), Guan Pestle's daughter-in-law did not want to be widowed and remarried to another country. This woman is also a perfect (qíng), and her son ignored it, so she flew away and flew away, and was never heard from again.

In this way, Guan and his grandson lived together for several years. Fortunately, Guan Pestle has done some small business in Fanling City, and with the government's subsidies, their grandchildren's lives are also rich and prosperous, and they don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

There is no developed technology in the Tianyuan World, and here is like ancient times, there is no fast transportation, no convenient communication network, and no glamorous fashionable clothing. Human beings here have always lived a simple life.

"Brother Zhou Ming, what season did you say Tianyuan is now?"

Lin Xiaowu counted the stars in the sky and asked Zhou Ming in a (jiāo) voice.

Zhou Ming thought about it, felt the pleasant cool breeze at night, and said, "It's already winter." ”

"It's the summer solstice here, Tianyuan and Yuanxu, it's like two worlds. ”

The girl brushed away the hair on her forehead, revealing an innocent smile.

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Ming looked up at the night sky, closed his eyes slightly, and released a huge amount of spiritual power from the Divine Mansion.

The lights of thousands of homes in the city of Fanling, when the voices of the people are silenced, the stars are prosperous, and finally they will return to silence.

Zhou Ming's current spiritual power cultivation of the third order of the Divine Mansion can spread out within a radius of five hundred miles.

Now the situation around him (qíng) is all perceived by him.

In the dead of night, a stone bridge over the river, a black shadow (shēn) like a ghost, shuttles by.

The black shadow appears in the shape of shēn, and on its hand, it holds a humanoid black cloth.

Divine consciousness visits, and nothing can stop it. Zhou Ming used his spiritual power, and his divine sense instantly penetrated the black cloth.

Under the black cloth was a boy-looking boy with seven orifices and bleeding.

Zhou Ming's face sank like water, and he suddenly stood up (shēn)!

"Brother Zhou Ming, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiaowu couldn't help but worry when she saw Zhou Ming's terrifying god (qíng).

"It's fine. ”

Zhou Ming eased his senses, marked the direction of the person's departure with his divine sense, a faint silver light appeared in his eyes, and said to Lin Xiaowu: "It's not early, it's cold at night, go to bed early." ”

"I ......"

Lin Xiaowuzheng (yù) spoke, but he only felt that his head sank, and the whole person was paralyzed.

Zhou Ming picked up Lin Xiaowu and put her on the couch in the wing room.

Closing the door, Zhou Ming jumped directly into the air and flew towards a certain location in the city of Fan Ling.

"Second brother, this is the last one. ”

In a dark corner (yīn) outside a mansion, two men in black robes are whispering in suppressed voices.

The second brother lifted the black cloth in the other man's hand and glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and looked around, "Just make up the number of seven or seven, the task is complete, go." ”

"Good. ”

Another man, who was also alert, rearranged the black cloth on the boy (shēn), and a light (shēn) jumped up, touched the brick wall a little, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The second brother watched the man drift away, and suddenly glanced at the eaves of the mansion and found that there was nothing on the eaves. He shook his head in some confusion and followed the man's direction, disappearing into the darkness ahead.

After the two left, a young man in gray fell from the sky, and the position where he stood was exactly where the second brother was looking.

The man was alert. ”

Zhou Ming tiptoed a little, and the whole person flew up lightly from the eaves, following the two (shēn) unhurriedly.

"Dahua, I always feel that someone is following us. ”

The second brother, who was wrapped in a black robe, caught up with the man before and said in a solemn voice.

"Second brother, you're too nervous, there's not even a ghost on this big night, who can find us. ”

Dahua is already familiar with this stealing of boys, and he has never missed so many times, this last time, can he still come out as a great god?

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