The next day, before dawn, Ma Daochang knocked on the door and said that he was going to buy breakfast.

Yang Bo is used to going to bed late and getting up late, when he heard a knock on the door, he answered vaguely, pulled the quilt to cover his head, turned over, and wanted to sleep for a while, when he suddenly felt an abnormality under his crotch, his heart was excited, and he got up.

Yang Bo remembered a ridiculous dream last night, and couldn't help but slap himself, secretly scolding himself for being a scumbag.

Could it be that he is really useless as Ma Daochang said?

Yang Bo's current biological age is only sixteen years old, and he is in the adolescence of lust, and he happened to see Xiang'er yesterday, this is just a normal physiological reaction, that's it, Yang Bo thought comfortingly.

Yang Bo frowned and finished dealing with the dirt under him, thinking that he had to go to the street to get himself a change of clothes today, stretched, yawned, put on his robe indiscriminately, muttered that it was not yet dawn, and got out of bed to open the door for Ma Daochang.

Ma Daochang waited impatiently outside the door, and when he saw Yang Bo looking disheveled and sleepy-eyed, he was immediately furious, and shook his head into the dust, "It's so lazy to do, don't teach." It's not as good as a thirteen-year-old child in Leshui. ”

Yang Bo shrunk his neck, the end of the dust swept to his nose, Yang Bo smelled a smell of garlic, and couldn't help sneezing a few times.

Yang Bo frowned and said, "Master, it's time for you to wash and wash the dust, it smells." Looking up at the sky, the waning moon was like an eyebrow, and the stars were still blinking in the sky, and he suddenly complained: "Buy an early and wear the stars and the moon, it's really.."

Ma Daochang was angry at the side of the gall, and couldn't help but say waving the dust, and a whipped for a while, "At this time, the emperors of Beijing City have come to the Hajj to meet the hundred officials, you scoundrel, don't you sleep until three strokes a day to be satisfied?" ”

The ancient emperor went to the dynasty really early, and the history of the Ming Dynasty recorded that Zhu Yuanzhang was 'the rooster crowed, the court was cool, and the sun was not rising and approaching a hundred officials. That is to say, when he hears the crowing of a rooster, he has to get up, and before dawn he has to sit on the dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace, waiting to see the hundred officials. Although Chongzhen is incompetent, he is in the morning before sunrise every day, and he has to get up before five o'clock.

Just this one, give Yang Bo an emperor to do, and he is not willing.

Yang Bo jumped up and down to dodge the attack of Ma Dao Chang Fuchen, and shouted, "I am also dignified..", while briefly freshening up, he went out.

"Remember it's Zhouji Bun Shop, pancakes." Ma Dao Chang shouted behind him.

Yang Bo went out of the temple gate, the sky was just bright, wild reeds grew on both sides of the two ditches, and the leaves were full of dewdrops.

There is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, there is also a way.

This path that winds along the Erdaogou must not have undergone any artificial construction, it is completely more people walking, stepping out, it can be seen that the stone temple is a very remote place in Shenjiabao.

However, the straight-line distance between Shimiao and Shenjiabao is not far, and when a large depression at the foot of the West Mountain forms a swampy area, it is necessary to make a detour along Erdaogou.

When Yang Bo felt that the market in Shenjiabao was just dawning, the streets were already crowded. Yang Bo really didn't come early.

He found the Zhouji steamed bun shop, business was booming, there were tables, chairs and benches in front of the shop, people were buzzing, people were sitting at small tables, some drank tofu flowers, some drank rice porridge, but they all held pancakes in their hands, and they ate deliciously.

"This little brother, I look at the noodles, how many pancakes? Rice porridge or tofu flowers, should tofu flowers be salty or sweet? The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle, and when he saw that Yang Bo was a fresh face, he took a long mouth, which was convenient for customers to choose, and the service was very warm and intimate.

Yang Bo was in a much better mood, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I am from Shimiao, buy breakfast for Master, I want ten pancakes." ”

"Hey, you are Yang Gongzi, the newly acquired apprentice of the horse immortal? I just heard it, I didn't meet, but when I met today, it was really unusual. Sure enough, a famous teacher produces a high apprentice. Wait a minute, the pancakes will be ready in no time. Yang Bo was surprised to find that the uncle did not use a spatula, but directly used his hands, like a butterfly flashing his wings, and his hands flew up and down, and his movements were not skillful.

After a while, ten pancakes were alive and wrapped in brown paper, and the uncle shouted, "Ten pancakes are good... Little brother, please..."Yang Bo stretched out his hand to take the pancake, but heard the uncle exclaim, "Young Master Yang.."

"You... Body.. It's on fire...", exclaimed the uncle, with a look of fear on his face and eyes as wide as bull's eyes.

Yang Bo saw that the uncle was frightened inexplicably, and said strangely: "Uncle, what did you say?" Who's on fire? ”

Other diners have already come over, pointing at Yang Bo with their fingers, and shouting anxiously: "Young Master Yang, it's the hair that is also on fire..."

"....." Yang Bo was inexplicable, reaching out to touch his head, but the sleeves were raised, this time he saw it, because a cluster of blue flames also appeared in the folds of the sleeves, Yang Bo was suddenly frightened, this is really a hell of a life.

Yang Bo suddenly shouted, threw away the pancake in his hand, and ran away with his head, but the flames followed, Yang Bo had to slap desperately with both hands, but the fire on his body not only did not go out, but seemed to burn more and more. Yang Bo was shocked in his heart, and was about to consider lying on the spot and rolling in place?

Suddenly, he heard someone behind him calling him, "Little friend, don't dance the gods, there is no fire on your body, hahaha", Yang Bo heard that it was Lei Zhenzi's voice.

Lei Zhenzi was sitting less than two feet away from him, drinking porridge, needless to say that he must have been in the bottom of his eyes by Yang Bo's actions just now, Yang Bo barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and said: "Brother Lei, such a coincidence, hehehe." ”

Lei Jizi smiled, handed Yang Bo a bag of things, and said, "Your pancakes.."

Yang Bo took the pancake and smiled bitterly in his heart, in his previous life, he was a courier brother, and he had never given people less pancakes, but in this life, he ate a pancake by himself, and he had to get up before dawn to hurry, and his body was on fire for some reason, why am I so unlucky?

Yang Bo thanked Lei Zhenzi, his expression was in a trance, and he was about to go back to the stone temple. Unexpectedly, the crowd that had dispersed again let out a frightened scream.

"Oh my God, look at the West Mountain, it's a big fire... Ball..."

"Oh no, it's a thunderbolt..."

"The West Mountain is on fire.."

"It's on fire."

"Heavenly fire...."

Yang Bo looked in the direction of the West Mountain, the sky was beginning to open in the morning, under the mist, the distant mountains were like daisies, a bright point of light rose into the sky, leaving a trajectory like a meteor, flying straight into the sky, as high as more than ten zhang. With a soft bang, a huge fireball suddenly appeared in the sky above the pale cyan West Mountain, and blue-white flames tumbled out from the fireball, emitting a dazzling light.

In an instant, the blue-and-white light that scorched the eyes gradually faded, and the fireball slowly collapsed, turning into countless small sparks, like petals falling rain, beautiful.

This spectacle was seen by the early risers of the entire Shenjiabao. People were stunned, they had never seen such a big fireball in the sky, it was so bright, it seemed to be three points brighter than the sun, it was far beyond people's understanding.

The diners of Zhou Ji Restaurant are the same, everyone is looking at the direction of Xishan in unison, with different expressions on their faces, some are frightened, some are inexplicably excited, some are stunned, and so on.

When everyone came back to their senses and saw Yang Bo again, their eyes were already different. It was clear that they had associated the fireball on the West Mountain with the fire on Yang Bo's body, and it was an indescribable look of awe.

The fireball that erupted in Xishan instantly made Yang Bo clear, it was a white phosphorus bomb, who has white phosphorus in this world? All this was naturally carefully arranged by Ma Daochang, although Yang Bo didn't know Ma Daochang's purpose for doing this.

In this way, the fire on his own body must have been done by Ma Daochang. Yang Bo must rush back to the stone temple immediately and ask Ma Daochang for clarification, after all, Yang Bo is a big ugly person in front of the public.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning were on the roof of the stone temple, Yang Bo had already rushed back to the stone temple, and Leshui was waiting for him at the door to tell him an amazing news.

Ma Dao Chang is gone.