The two sat under the tree and left after a long time. In the novel, Ling Hanluo was not annoyed by what Mr. said, but Xiao Shichen felt that he was angry, because the breath around him was colder.

"Childe is angry with Mr.?" His sentence that life and death are not yet guaranteed, made Xiao Shichen very concerned, he didn't understand what Mr. said meant?

"No, this Mr. Wang is well-versed in ancient and modern times, proficient in formations and divination, and his ability is not much better than that of his master."

Xiao Shichen opened his mouth wide. "How did Childe know?"

"Guess, and we'll see tomorrow."

You must know that Mr. only said a few words, and every sentence was full of mystery, Xiao Shichen probably understood half of it, but did he come to him tomorrow because he was willing to reveal the method of leaving?

But when he came to him on the second day, he actually asked Xiao Shichen to work in the fields, and only let Ling Hanluo follow him into the house, the reason was that he did not raise people who ate rice, and Xiao Shichen could only go to the fields to help harvest millet.

Mr. Wang's house is full of all kinds of books, some of which are bamboo slips and some of which are silk juan. He asked Ling Hanluo to look through it at will, but it was a pity that Ling Hanluo didn't understand the words in the book, this was probably really the text of the Divine Descent Dynasty, revealing a thick and mysterious aura of ancient times.

"Although there are changes in this text, there are also great ways, and if you can know one, you can know everything."

Ling Hanluo realized that Mr. wanted to teach him to read.

"Why did the gentleman teach me?" He found that he had too many doubts and was always looking for answers.

"You doll has a lot of problems, patiently comprehend, since there will always be a use for saving zài."

Ling Hanluo had no way to refute it, so he could only listen to him patiently. Fortunately, he has a very high level of understanding, and he will soon have to master one or two.

The situation in the next three or four days was still like this, Xiao Shichen could no longer look directly at his fingers, the pain was so painful that he couldn't bend, he felt that if he continued to go on, he would really become a farmer.

Every day he was tortured to the point that his back hurt, he wanted to cry without tears, and he saw that others were not as miserable as him. When no one cared, he missed his sister Manjusri very much, and he didn't know if he was okay now, if he wanted to talk about those people, the two of them were quite peaceful here, and those few people were about to become savages.

When Qinghuayin and Xiu Chenyu met in the forest, Xiu Chenyan was lying very miserably under the tree, with injuries on his hands and a sad expression, they didn't see Ling Hanluo's figure, Xiao Xi and Zong Lan chased after Ling Hanluo's breath, but there were only bottomless cliffs and a thick fog in front of them.

The little fox lay on the cliff and whined a few times, then returned to Xiu Chen's side, squatted down and stopped moving.

"How?" Xiu Chenyan hoped that Zong Lan would find Ling Hanluo back, but he was worried that he would not forgive him, so the two parties got up and asked Zong Lan the result after being entangled.

There are dangers everywhere in this forest, and it is too dangerous to be alone. However, the little fox's reaction was also puzzling, and it suddenly stopped looking for Ling Hanluo's figure in a panic.

"What about my brother? Isn't he with you? Manjusri Lan found that Xiao Shichen was not with Zong Lan, so he asked anxiously.

It's just that Zong Lan was in a hurry to find Ling Hanluo, and she had already forgotten about Xiao Shichen.

"We got lost in the woods, and now I don't know where he is."

Xiu Chenyan squatted down again, looking at the fox who was said to be amazing by Ling Hanluo, his eyes were opposite to the fox's eyes.

"Little fox, we need to go find them."

Qinghuayin didn't say a word, just grabbed Xiu Chen's injured hand and bandaged him with medicine, although Ling Hanluo had already bandaged him briefly last night, but unfortunately Ling Hanluo stepped on it this morning to tear the wound open, and the blood stained the rags red.

In the end, this group of people did not dare to act separately anymore, so they could only look for the two of them together. The little fox is not taking a few people to the edge of the cliff, that place makes the little fox jealous. Under the leadership of the little fox, a few people slowly walked out of the jungle, and when Xiu Chenyan found that they had abandoned Ling Hanluo and escaped, they had already seen pedestrians on the avenue.

"Hanluo and Xiao Shichen haven't been found yet, how can we leave them behind?" Xiu Chenyan excitedly grabbed Zong Lan's collar and shouted this sentence, then shook him off and tried to return to his original position.

"Since the little fox will take us out, I believe it has its intentions."

Qinghuayin hugged Xiu Chen's waist, so anxious that tears broke out. She has endured a lot of hardships along the way, thinking that it would be good to find him, but now she doesn't know whether the result is good or bad.

"Brother Xiu, Brother Zonglan is right, don't be impulsive."

The little fox howled into the sky, and then walked forward step by step, regardless of whether the people behind him would follow, not as fast as before, but like a lady, not in a hurry, flicking her tail, as if she were taking a walk.

Looking at its behavior, Xiu Chenyan also had to calm down, but it took a few people to walk in the mountains at will, climbed countless mountains, crossed countless river ditches, and passed through countless canyons, but there was still no trace of Ling Hanluo.

A few days later, Ling Hanluo basically mastered the recognition and meaning of these words, and could slowly read some classics. Mr. Wang didn't want him to read all these classics, so he asked him to accompany him to take the medicine. The grass on the mountain has withered, and the yellow color is very beautiful, and it is beautiful at a glance. Although Ling Hanluo had never done such a thing, Mr. Wang would care about his ten-fingered Qianqian. Mr. Wang just stood aside and commanded, letting Ling Hanluo find it by himself. Ling Hanluo did not question Mr. Wang's intentions, and patiently searched for herbs in the forest. After some action, the white clothes were stained with dust, his hands were covered with mud and grass sauce, and his face was hot and sweaty.

"How does it feel?"

Ling Hanluo didn't know what Mr. Wang meant, and was stunned for a moment before he understood.

"Okay." This is to ask him how he feels after labor.

Mr. Wang smiled inscrutable again, his gray beard became supple under his hands, and Ling Hanluo was used to his incomprehensible personality, so he didn't ask him why he was smiling again.

"Can a little doll swim?"

Ling Hanluo still had palpitations when he remembered the last time he fell into the water with the cultivator, he still didn't know what his husband meant, so he could only shake his head honestly.

"Tomorrow you will come to me together."

Mr. Wang stroked his beard and walked down the mountain, but Ling Hanluo didn't know what to do and could only follow.