Having solved the things that he had been thinking about for so long, Wuyin decided to treat them well, so he found a place to live in Shuzhong.

The first time he heard Wuyin say the words of Shuzhong, Junbao was confused and couldn't understand a word. After that, you will get used to listening to it, and you can do it in your daily life. And most people can still speak Mandarin, so you don't have to worry too much about language problems.

On the first day of staying, Wuyin went out to buy some vegetables and came back.

On the way, I heard people say that the Erlang Temple at the mouth of the Guan River is very effective, so I will go to worship it when I have time.

"Guan Jiangkou, Erlang Temple?" Wuyin frowned slightly, and for some reason when he heard the name, his heart ached and he was extremely sad.

He stroked his chest and calmed down, he wondered, why? Why does it feel this way.

As he walked, he arrived at the market where he was buying groceries, and he bought a lot of vegetables and planned to go back and cook a delicious meal. I've been walking around before, but I haven't been able to make anything delicious for Junbao to eat. Now that I have time, I have to do more, Junbao and Xiaoqing's food is still very large.

Thinking of the two foodies in the family, if he didn't have money, he really couldn't afford to raise them.

Recently, Xiaoqing's medical skills have been very good, and he has to buy some herbs or pick some herbs for Xiaoqing to try. There is also a stake for Junbao to practice kung fu, he can help Junbao sparring, but he really doesn't want to be a human stake.

After buying the necessary items and going back, he went to the kitchen and started cooking.

While doing this, Junbao and Xiaoqing sat at the door and chatted, and one person and one snake and snake talked very happily.

Wuyin said as he did it: "Junbao, Xiaoqing, wait a few days, I will go to the mountains to collect some medicinal herbs and chop some wood and come back, and I will use it well for you." ”

"Daddy, do you want my help?" Junbao is full of enthusiasm and wants to go out and help.

Wuyin thought about it and rejected Junbao: "Junbao, let's wait for Daddy to figure out this place before taking you out." ”

"Uh-huh." Junbao is not disappointed, anyway, when his father is familiar with it, he will definitely take him out.

Be patient and don't rush for a moment.

Junbao held his chin and looked at the trees in the yard and thought about it, and when Daddy went out, he would clean up the house, so that Daddy would be much easier.

He thought happily that the meal was ready, and Xiaoqing patted Junbao with the snake's tail: "Hiss." ”

"Huh? Have you eaten? I didn't expect to think about it for so long, but he still had a bright smile on his face.

A few days later, on the day when Wuyin was about to go out, he instructed Junbao: "Junbao, my dishes are ready, and when the time comes, you will warm up yourself when you are hungry." ”

"Okay, Daddy, don't worry." Junbao especially wants to proudly say that he can also cook, and hot dishes are nothing, but it is a small thing.

After leaving, Wuyin looked for the nearest mountain forest with the most abundant spiritual energy, where the wood and medicinal herbs would grow better, and the effect was much better than that on ordinary mountains. After looking for a long time, the mountain closest to Erlang Temple has the most abundant aura.

He was flying in the sky, looking down, the smoke was floating into the air, he stopped and looked carefully: "This is Erlang Temple." ”

The incense is really prosperous, it seems that it must be very effective, and the owner of this Erlang Temple must be a very responsible immortal.

But these had nothing to do with him, he came to gather medicine and cut some wood, not to burn incense and pray.

The mountains were densely forested, and the treasures that the Silent Thought was everywhere began, and he began to pick them with great joy. Inadvertently, a handsome man with golden cloud patterns on his forehead in the statue of Erlang Temple in Guanjiangkou opened his eyes.

The man's heart palpitated, and he covered his chest with wide eyes: "This feeling." ”

This person is the owner of Erlang Temple-Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian.

A beam of ice-blue light flashed, and Yang Jian disappeared into the statue. After a while, he could be seen dressed in white, with a body as long as jade, and a tall posture standing at the foot of the mountain.

"Right here, in the mountains?" He searched as he went, this mountain was so big, as long as he wanted to find it, he would definitely be able to find it.

The mountain road is rugged, and there are few people going up this mountain on weekdays, the road is very difficult to walk, and snakes, insects, rats and ants are crawling everywhere. It's just that those creatures automatically retreated when they saw Yang Jian, and none of them dared to step forward.

Yang Jian glanced around, and suddenly heard a brisk voice, which seemed to be humming a song in Shuzhong.

Following the voice, he hid his figure, and if it was really the person he wanted to see, it would not be too late to reappear.

Silently humming a ballad, he was carefully digging for herbs with a shovel, and after he finished collecting the herbs, he filled in the place he had just dug before continuing to dig.

"This mountain is full of treasures, and you can make a lot of medicines." As he spoke, he stood up, loosened his muscles, and then picked up the food and water he was carrying, and ate it.

Yang Jian hid behind the big tree, one hand on the trunk, his hand tightly grasped the trunk, and his heart couldn't stop being excited.

It is really a father, it is really a father, but why is the father's soul broken?

Wuyin sat there a little uncomfortable, and there was a feeling that someone else was watching, and he frowned and probed around. Yang Jian immediately shrank back, he thought to himself: Could it be that his father found out.

"No one." Wuyin muttered to himself, "Well, could it be that I'm too sensitive." ”

After speaking, he shook his head and continued to dig up the herbs, and Yang Jian continued to follow.

Wuyin came to an ancient tree, and he stroked it: "This one is good, but it's a pity to cut it down." ”

Finding another tree, he sighed, "This one is fine, but it is already wise." ”

He gave up after finding many trees in a row, and it was not a good thing that the aura was too abundant, and he was reluctant to cut down these trees.

Yang Jian followed behind and watched Silent Silence's every move curiously, his father was going to cut down trees? But I didn't want to cut down the last tree.

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile, his father was really the same as before.

He didn't want to use spells to fly back, but wanted to walk slowly and get acquainted with the scenery.

Looking around and walking slowly down the mountain, he walked casually, and before he knew it, he came to a place.

Yang Jian's eyes widened, his father had entered, and this barrier was set up by him in order to prevent others from entering by mistake and disturbing the burial place of his parents and brother. It seems that he really did not admit his mistake, this person is his father, and his eyebrows and eyes can't help but soften.

After walking for a long time, Wuyin saw several tombstones, and he glanced at the names on them, which were written in very old script, but he recognized them.

"Yang Tianyou, Yao Ji, Yang Jiao." There was a dull pain in Wuyin's heart, his face turned pale, and he gasped for breath and fell to the ground holding his chest.

Immediately, he sat up cross-legged and kept pranayama, but it was still useless.

Inadvertently, his face was already covered with tears.

He lost his mind and came to their tomb, and conjured a peach blossom branch in his hand, which was the twilight spring cold pendant of the Sword Three Qingming activities that he had obtained before. He placed the peach blossom branch in front of Yao Ji's tomb and closed his eyes.

After the release, he came back to his senses and patted his head: "What am I doing?" What the hell is going on, phew. ”

Looking at the peach blossom branches that had been placed, Wuyin immediately folded his hands and apologized: "I disturbed you, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Since Du Chunhan has been placed, it can be regarded as a gift of reparation, and he is embarrassed to take it. Anyway, he wouldn't be a monk now and wouldn't carry a peach blossom branch pendant, that would be too awkward.

After thinking about it carefully, Silent put the food and water on the table again.

"It's also a fate to come here, and that's all I have, so I hope I don't dislike it." He didn't go any further after the prayer, because it would have been a great sin to see a pile of tombstones in front of him.

It is immoral to disturb the peace of others.

After leaving without a sound, Yang Jian appeared in front of the tombstone, and he knelt down with a sad expression: "Father, mother, eldest brother." ”

He had a lot of questions in his heart, and he had also wanted to find the reincarnation of his parents and eldest brother before, but he couldn't find anything. They seemed to have completely dissipated into the Three Realms as if they had come to naught, but today, he had finally met his father's reincarnation, even if the soul was mutilated.

Where is my father's mutilated soul? Will my mother and eldest brother really never be able to show up again?

He quickly composed, and then hurried in the direction of Silent Departure. Now, he wants to see what his father's reincarnation is like. Seeing his father's bare head, even though he looked different from before, he still felt a little happy.

I thought he would be able to catch up quickly, but he didn't expect that after Wuyin left the enchantment, he drove back directly to the clouds, and he didn't find the departing Wuyin.

"Father, if you have cultivated the Buddha in this life, will you know how to do magic?" Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to catch up.

Losing his father's traces, he flicked his sleeves and planned to go back to Erlang Temple, but remembered what his father left behind in front of the tomb. The things left behind were stained with the smell of his father, and the nose of the howling dog was the most dexterous, and he would definitely be able to follow the smell to find where his father was now.

When he arrived at the tombstone, he casually took a steamed bun that he put down silently, and then carried the vertical golden light technique back.

As soon as he arrived at the temple, he found the Howling Dog and handed over the steamed buns, and the Roaring Dog took it and was just about to gnaw on it, when his fierce gaze shot over.

The whistling dog swallowed and stopped: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

"Help me find the person who smells on this steamed bun." Yang Jian touched the head of the Roaring Heavenly Dog and said.

The roaring dog sniffed carefully, this steamed bun is so fragrant and really wants to eat, but what the owner said still has to be done seriously, he couldn't help but sniff out a silent smell from the steamed bun.

Seeing that the nose of the Roaring Sky Dog arched, Yang Jian asked a little eagerly, "Did you find it?" ”

"Found it!" The Howling Dog said happily, "Master, this smell is not far from the mouth of the Guanjiang River. ”

"Okay." It seems that his father really lives in the Shuzhong area, which is great.

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and the Howling Sky Dog blinked and wondered what was wrong with his master, what happened so happily. 166 Reading Network