Yang Jun was awakened by the burnt chicken, and he couldn't quite read the disgusted, contemptuous and resentful gaze of the real people of the mountain in the fog, and only thought that he didn't tell him about the real people and the misty hidden realm for the first time just now, and this old ancestor was stingy and resentful?

But what he didn't know was that the real people of Gangshan did not hold a grudge against him, but hated him.

It's just that this kind of emotion is unspeakable - to say that he is not as good as this stinky boy due to fate and opportunity? He wanted a face, so he could only stare at Yang Jun with an expression full of resentment.

Without using Yin and Yang Ruyijue, this bit of spiritual power absorbed by his own strength is a drop in the ocean for Yang Jun, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

Seeing that the real person of Yushan was really staring at him, he stopped meditating, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said with an innocent face: "Old ancestor, what's wrong with you?" ”

I can't wait to bite a piece of flesh off my body, and this look is terrifying. Yang Jun was confused.

When the real person of Gangshan looked at him like that, he was confused, and he laughed himself.

This kid looks stupid, what if he can afford to hold a 10,000 butcher knife, he has a low IQ!

The real person of the mountain instantly regained the confidence of the enigma, humming a small tune in his mouth, and happily waiting for the pheasant to be roasted.

Yang Jun also stared at the pheasant on the wooden stick, the skin and flesh were yellow and bright, the oil and water were shiny under the firelight, the color was golden, and the cave was full of attractive meat fragrance.

He couldn't help but swallow.

Although he has already opened the valley, Yang Jun feels that he is still a layman, and the chaos pot that he has soaked in has a shadow, but he still can't get along with meat.

Looking at the slightly smug expression of the real person in Yushan, Yang Jun knew that this old ancestor was deliberately arousing his greed.

Respect the elderly! Yang Jun sat down next to the real person of Yushan with kindness and patted his ass: "The ancestor is a good craft!" ”

In terms of tinkering with food, Yang Jun is ashamed of himself. When I was a student, I had a mother at home, an aunt in the school cafeteria, and there was a food street outside the school gate if I couldn't eat in the cafeteria.

Thinking about it carefully, after arriving in Shengzhou, except for a meal in the inn with Jing quietly, Yang Jun never had a serious meal. No one prepared food on Ling Chu Mountain, and it was winter, so I really wanted to eat it, so I dug up some cassava and roasted it, and I caught some fish and shrimp on the beach for a few days, and made a tooth sacrifice.

As soon as Yang Jun recalled this, he felt that since he followed the real person of Gangshan Mountain, his food had risen by more than one level!

So it doesn't matter what the real people in Gangshan pay attention to, what are their plans, it's good to have meat to eat, and what is it to pat yourself on the back.

It's also for a bite to eat, that kid's eyes are stuck to the chicken legs, can the real person in Gangshan not know the little Jiujiu in Yang Jun's heart?

Glancing at him, the real person of Gangshan did not speak.

Yang Jun leaned over with perseverance and changed the topic: "Old Ancestor, what kind of person is the ancestor of the Dao Ride?" I looked at him as an old man who was very kind, and he didn't have the shelf of a sect master at all. ”

The real person of Yushan was not very happy when he heard this, and his eyes widened: "What, you kid are saying that I like to put on a stinky shelf?" ”

Do you always have a smelly shelf to put on the shelf? Yang Jun glanced at the real person of Yushan and did not speak.

This old ancestor probably hasn't changed his outfit for decades, and the sad thing is that he thought that the real people of Gangshan were quite tasteful at the beginning, but now I don't know if he is used to it or his sense of smell has deteriorated, and he actually thinks that he can get by.

One old and one young, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After a long while, Yang Jun shook his head again and again. Where is this, the real person of Yushan is indeed not like Jiang Linxian's kind of talking and hiding, nor is it Yin Jinli's kind of beating around the bush, but it will be interrupted, and the brain circuit is too strange, and he will deviate his thinking for some reason.

Of course, talking to him too bluntly won't get much of an effective response. Yang Jun felt that the real people in Gangshan were too boring, and they were making fun of themselves.

"No," Yang Jun moved his gaze to the roast chicken whose skin was already burned, and said, "The matter of the Fog Hidden Realm, why don't you tell me in advance, and let me have a preparation!" ”

The real person of Yushan snorted again, raised his hand and pulled the two feet of the pheasant, and with a stab, he divided the whole chicken into two, and it was very rare to divide half of it to Yang Jun.

"You know everything!"

"No," Yang Jun eagerly took the chicken, "The Ancestor of the Riding Dao didn't tell me for long. That's it, a wisp of spiritual sense, not too long. ”

Yang Jun took a deep sniff of the fragrance and said to the true people of Yushan: "The ancestor of the Dao let me come back and ask your old man if I don't understand." ”

"Really?" The real person of the mountain looked at him and sneered.

Yang Jun had meat in his mouth and nodded affirmatively.

The chicken is still a little hot, but it is full of burnt aroma, and it is mixed with the taste of elixir, a little fragrant and numb, and a little salty, which is tantamount to a delicacy in the world for Yang Jun, who has been hungry for a few days.

Yang Junzhen didn't lie, Chengdao Zhenren really didn't tell him for a long time, it should have been less than a quarter of an hour, and the old man's figure gradually became thin and turned into a wisp of smoke in the hidden world. However, before that, he personally handed over the Hidden Realm into his own hands.

Yang Jun sighed.

From the Chengdao real person, he felt a long-lost peace, which made the whole person calm down.

There is a fairy aura on the body of the real person of the Dao, and the so-called immortal wind Dao bone is probably like this. He doesn't have the uninhibited nature of lying on the hill, and he doesn't have the three-point alienation of treating people like a real person, and he is just right.

Yang Jun sighed that he didn't catch up with the good time. If only he were an apprentice of the true person of the Tao.

Glancing at the real person of Yushan who was gnawing on chicken legs, Yang Jun once again lamented his fate.

Syllable!

An oily hand slapped the back of his head.

"What are you sighing in front of me with the mountain man? Are you still dissatisfied with a bite to eat?! ”

See, it's so unkind!

Yang Jun silently finished nibbling the chicken in his hand, and the oil in his hair was gone, so he wiped his hands and asked the real person of Gangshan Mountain: "Old Ancestor, do you always know what is going on with the remnant souls in the Misty Hidden Realm?" Also, why did that blood cultivator want the Mist Hidden Realm? And ......"

Syllable!

The back of the head was hit again.

It is said that Yang Jun's eyesight and reaction speed are not slow, and this attack is not difficult for him to dodge, but as soon as he saw the arm raised by the real person of Yushan, the palm of the hand had already fallen on the back of his head.

Strength crushing, that's what happened.

Yang Jun touched the back of his head and thought, the low force value is really too bad.

After the real person of Gangshan finished fighting, he continued to express his dissatisfaction: "Why do you talk so much? Which one do you ask the mountain man to answer first? ”

Yang Jun covered the back of his head and was very aggrieved. He really didn't talk like this outside, and his crazy appearance was all learned from the old ancestor in front of him. The so-called seeing people and talking about people, talking about ghosts, and pretending to be forced when necessary is not a problem at all.

The real person of Gangshan said angrily: "A stinky boy, he must be bullying the mountain man who is old and has a bad memory, so he wants to make me ugly!" ”

Without waiting for Yang Jun to argue, he said: "Answer the second one first-I don't know!" ”

Yang Jun thought that this old ancestor had made a mistake and refused to cooperate, so he said with a bitter face: "Old ancestor, you can't do this. ”

The real person of Gangshan spread his hands: "I'm not from the blood cultivator, how do I know what those monsters think." ”

The reason is really unassailable. Keiko once said: "Zifei fish, the joy of knowing fish?" "It's not blood cultivation, so naturally I don't know what blood cultivation has in mind.

Yang Jun hung his head and had nothing to say.

Of course, the main thing is that he can't do anything about the real people of Gangshan Mountain. The old ancestor's strength and experience value crushed him in all aspects, and what he didn't want to say was that he couldn't get it out even with a road roller.

"You know about the remnants?"

"I know a little bit!"

Yang Jun suddenly smiled.

The real person of Gangshan ridiculed: "Virtue! ”

Yang Jun immediately changed his expression: "Ancestor, I won't tell you, I'm not here to ask you out of curiosity now." I have two friends who went into the hidden realm with me, but they haven't come out yet. ”

He didn't despise him anymore, leaned over and asked, "Friend?" Who? ”

Before Yang Jun could speak, he remembered first: "That kid from the Jiang family, right?" ”

On the top of the clouds, I saw these two boys mixed together all day long, and the kid surnamed Jiang also said bad things about himself...... Thinking of this, the real person of the mountain narrowed his eyes.

"What's going on, how did they get in?"

The misty hidden realm where the laws of the small world are all in tatters, the hidden realm that has been abandoned for many years, how can everyone enter it?

The real person of Yushan became interested, moved a little towards Yang Jun's side, and urged: "You kid must not be telling the truth." Tell me, who have you met? ”

Yang Jun was stabbed in the arm twice more by his greasy fingers, and said in his heart, it's not that I don't say it, and you don't give me a chance to say it. The mouth still confessed honestly: "It's Elder Qingyun and Elder Mu Yi." I went to the cave first, and the two of them followed. ”

Then he told about the incident when he met Qingyun and Mu Yiyi and the others to accidentally discover the Misty Hidden Realm.

The real person of Yushan looked at him with disdain, and said meaningfully: "What kind of accident is that?" ”

Yang Jun's ears moved and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"That kid and that little girl of the Jiang family were sent in by the two old boys of them."

Yang Jun didn't care about how Jiang Linxian and Jing Jing got in, and now he wanted to know where the two of them were now and how to get out, so he asked Ji Yushan Zhenren.

"Isn't the Hidden Realm in your hands now? Won't you just bring them out yourself? ”

Yang Jun scratched his head. To him, this misty hidden realm is like buying something as a gift, and he is still confused, and the real person of Chengdao is not clear to him. There are still a lot of mysteries in his head.

"Ancestors, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Didn't I ask you about it first? I haven't seen the remnant soul of the legend yet. Tell me about it. ”

"Hehe," the real man of the mountain looked at him with a chill, "What a coincidence, I haven't seen it either." (To be continued.) )