Although it is the main building, it is only three floors, the terrain is not high, and the surrounding trees are shading, and the view is not wide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Anjou jumped on a nearby tree, climbed to the top of the tree, and lifted the branches and leaves to look out.

The house is located in the suburbs, and the area seems to be ready for development, the houses on the opposite side have been demolished, the land has been bulldozed, the open space is piled with steel and building materials, and an old man sits in front of the tin house with an oil drum to keep warm, and a black dog squatting next to the fire.

Anjou felt that the old man was a little suspicious, because the dog next to the old man was still wandering in the corridor outside the dean not long ago, but the distance between the other party was more than 100 meters, and it was difficult to verify.

Anjou was considering whether the old man had the problem or the dog had the problem, when he saw a green taxi stop abruptly at the door of the welfare home, and an old man with a crane-haired face and fairy bones came down, holding a gossip in his hand, standing in front of the closed iron door and looking.

Anjou breathed, got down from the tree, and touched through the wall, and heard the other man muttering:

"That's right, this is it. ”

When the people came into the three-dimensional map, the beard on the old man's face disappeared, his hair was black and shiny, although his facial features did not change, his age instantly shrunk to seventeen or eighteen years old, so tender that he could pinch out the water, and the top of his head represented the light point of the monk, and his cultivation was about in the Jindan period.

"Bang bang bang. ”

The other party knocked on the iron door politely, and the force was neither light nor heavy.

Anjou walked out of the grove, opened the door at the blind spot of the old man and the dog, and whispered, "Come in, why don't you hide it, come directly?"

The other party touched his beard: "Covered up?"

Anru shook his head: "I mean, why don't you be invisible?" If you cover it up like this, although others won't recognize you, they will still notice it, and Minister Yun said that he hopes we will be careful and not startle the snake." ”

The other party said strangely: "How can the message I received let me complete the task quickly, don't worry about sabotaging their actions." You can rest assured, it's just a martial arts hall in the mortal realm, even if the main force of the spiritual department is in the Tianxian Cave Mansion, and it will be safe to cooperate with the forces of the mortal world to take them down. ”

Anjou led the people to the kitchen: "You cook, mainly children, the dishes are lighter, the fish and shrimp should be pierced and shelled......"

"Let me cook?" The other party pointed to his face, as if he had heard something incredible: "Do you know who I am?"

Anjou wondered, "The guardian of the red dragon?"

"What is the red dragon and black dragon, I am the forty-seventh generation true disciple of Tianyanmen, the candidate for the head of the sect, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the Iron Mouth Straight Cut King Half Immortal!"

The front is quite normal, and the second half of the sentence is a good stick.

Anru made a wooden face: "So you're not Garner called by the red dragon to cook, so what are you doing here?"

Wang Banxian said confidently: "Looking for someone, the task issued by the Spiritual Department in the morning, this Banxian took advantage of the terrain to get it from the master's hand, and calculated the result, the task goal is here, you let me, I will complete the task first and then give you a face." ”

'Host, he's not lying, he's taken a mission from the Ministry of Spirituality to find your cousin. However, his arithmetic can only derive the general direction of the target, starting earlier than you, but coming later than you. ’

made a fuss, and Anru had to thank him: "Thank you, Xiao Duoduo has found it." ”

"Look at the purple qi on your head, your life is noble, but you can't ...... it" Before Wang Banxian finished speaking, the red dragon dragged a tall and thin young man over, followed by a group of children, Xiao Duoduo ran the fastest, and pounced on Anru's legs and climbed up.

"Auntie, where did you just go?"

"Ahh

Anru picked up Xiao Duoduo, the little guy buried his head in Anjou's neck socket, secretly looked at Wang Banxian, and quietly asked, "Will Grandpa Fairy also have Alzheimer's?"

"Don't talk nonsense, 'Grandpa' heard that Duoduo is cute, and he came to you from far away. Anru patted Xiao Duoduo's buttocks, looked at the person led by the red dragon, and frowned slightly.

It wasn't a monk, it wasn't a spirit, and the point of light above its head was a golden yellow color that represented an alien species.

Red Dragon proudly introduced: "The food made in Ghana is delicious. ”

The young man originally had a sad face, but when he saw An Ru and Wang Banxian, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and arched his hand: "Fei'er is not familiar with the world, I hope I didn't cause trouble to the two of you." ”

It turned out that the red dragon's name was Fei'er.

Anjou looked like a child showing off her toys, choosing the ingredients that would best demonstrate Ghana's cooking, and the corners of her mouth rose: "She helped me a lot." ”

"That's right, that's right, the hourly salary is five hundred, and if you make another shot, I can earn at least a thousand yuan today, which is much better than Ghana. Not choosing a good ingredient, the red dragon ran out: "I saw a big fish in the pond, go and catch one." ”

The child hulala ran after her, and Xiao Duoduo also struggled to go.

"You are not allowed to play in the water, otherwise you will wet the bed at night. Anjou intimidated Xiao Duoduo before letting him go.

Xiao Duoduo ran to the kitchen door and turned around and grimaced: "I'm not a two-year-old child, so I won't be deceived, so I have to play in the water!"

Anjou itchy hands.

Garner chased after him and shouted at the red dragon, "Take care of the children." ”

The red dragon head didn't reply, and waved his hand: "I know, I know." ”

Wang Banxian stood there and looked at the direction where the red dragon left, the corners of his eyes suddenly cracked, blood flowed down, and the image of the fairy grandfather with a childish face could not be maintained, and he turned back to the appearance of a teenager.

Anjou and Garner were shocked.

Wang Banxian wiped his eyes, took a pill, and his face instantly became ruddy: "Purple qi is like a dragon, there is still such a character in our world?" No, no, no, this is not a character, this is a real dragon!" Turning his head to look at Ghana: "Daoist friends are really blessed, after death, they signed a symbiotic contract with the true dragon, so that they will not die or die, and they have been practicing penance for a hundred years, and it is not easy to extend their lifespan to five hundred years, not even a fraction of Daoyou, which is really envious." ”

Garner smiled embarrassedly, and started washing rice to cook porridge, boiling two pots, one pot of porridge and one pot of rice, seeing his skillful movements, he must have power at home.

Anjou casually chose vegetables, and from time to time glanced at the corner of the three-dimensional map Xiao Duoduo, who was watching the red dragon catching fish by the pool, because he had no inherent concept of the spirit world, and when he saw the unicorn beast of Miaoyuan Farm, he didn't think that the existence of the real dragon was incredible, but Garner made her more curious.

There are often legends of people resurrecting from the dead in mythology, although she has been to the spirit world, and she has also seen the immortal masters of Yuxian Jun Qinggang, but she has never seen such a thing as the flesh and bones of the living dead.

Can a person really be resurrected after death?

If it weren't for the fact that this question might reveal her ignorant attributes, Anjou would have wanted to ask Garner what it was like to come back from the dead.

'Host, you don't need to ask others at all, as the master of the Creation Inheritance, you will definitely be one of the best resurrection masters in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds in the future!'

Anjou accidentally threw the beans in the trash, and the bean husks were put in the basket: 'What did you say?'

'When the host reaches level eight, it can resurrect a person who has been dead for no more than seven days. ’