Next to the stone path paved with white stones up the mountain, there is a small pavilion for people to rest.

In the pavilion, there are stone tables, stone benches, and on the ground, there are several straw futons.

The pavilion is refreshing everywhere, and on the four sides of the pavilion, there is a cool mountain breeze, which occasionally comes slowly.

It's a good place to regulate internal breath.

After holding Ah Tong for so long, Xiao Yu felt a little tired.

was softened by those weak falling flowers, Xiao Yu suddenly lost a lot of tough momentum, and by the way, he also felt that his vitality had not recovered, and he was somewhat lacking in strength.

Therefore, at first glance, seeing this pavilion and this futon, Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Let Ah Tong come down and let it go to the mountains to play freely, Xiao Yu took out the soft booklet of mental methods from his bosom and pondered it carefully.

Cultivating his internal strength alone, he didn't realize that time passed quickly.

Xiao Yu only remembered that it seemed that he only stopped occasionally, ate a few wild fruits picked by Ah Tong, and then, according to the booklet, continued to practice hard.

It is said that strength is the last word.

Because of the lack of force, the losses suffered during this period are too much.

Therefore, in the shortest possible time, improving her internal strength as soon as possible, so that she does not depend on anyone and goes out freely is what she wants to do most at the moment.

Unconsciously, a round of bright sun has quietly disappeared to the other side of the mountain.

Seeing that it was not early, Xiao Yu walked for a week again, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then slowly closed his work and opened his eyes silently.

Only then did I realize that my stomach was already very hungry, and my stomach began to sound like a drum.

Hmm, during the practice, the few wild fruits you eat are not so important in the end. It's better to hurry back to eat, and replenish your physical strength is the right thing.

Thinking like this, Xiao Yupuppet looked up and found that on the stone table in front of him, at some point, there was a pack of lotus paste shortbread.

Those shortbreads are golden in color, loose, oily, and exude a faint seductive fragrance.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile and bend a pair of beautiful starry eyes:

Well, Ah Tong, this guy is so considerate of his master now, knowing that we are hungry after meditating for a day, he will go to the kitchen at the bottom of the mountain and steal a bag of pastries to satisfy his hunger!

The little fox has grown too much!

didn't want to make much effort, and found Ah Tong to say a word of thanks, and Xiao Yu, who was hungry, didn't pretend to follow anyone's politeness, but just sat on the stone bench and chewed happily.

After a few pieces of bread were eaten, Xiao Yu stood up satisfied, wiped his hands, looked around, and prepared to find the first hero who knew how to be considerate of his master and went home.

It was quiet all around, not even a fox fur, and there was no sound.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Hurriedly from the spiritual link, he roared in a rough voice:

"Yaya, Ah Tong, you are a dead thing, it's so late, where are you still living and dying, don't you know the time. Acquaintances, hurry up and go back with your master! ”

After a long time, Ah Tong's response came weakly:

"Master, I'm underneath the pavilion where you're sitting. You only need to take two steps down to see Ah Tong. ”

Xiao Yu wrinkled his nose a little disapprenorantly.

I don't wait for this good place, and I hide under the pavilion to do something!

What kind of trick is this clever ghost playing with his master?

Xiao Yu was not in a hurry, he still stood up slowly, taking advantage of the bright sunset, he walked a few steps down the mountain along the white stone path in a good mood.