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The more mysterious the four pots were, the more curious Li Bai became, and when he raised his eyes to the side, he could see that there was nothing unusual about this house on the edge; Except that it is a little larger than the others. Li Bai couldn't help but want to explore, but in the end he held back, feeling that there must be something strange in it. So, he turned his head to look at Wu Guide for a solution, but he didn't know that Wu Guide shrugged his shoulders and couldn't say two or three; Helplessly, the matter had to be abandoned.

From then on, Li Bai lived in the plum flower forest in Xiaokuang Mountain. After getting dragon meat, Li Bai stopped eating any meat for a long time in the future, and he didn't even want to look at it, feeling that no matter how much meat it was, it was just a pile of corpses, and eating meat was equivalent to eating corpses. And just as soon as you see it, you can't help but imagine human flesh, especially Wu Guide.

With the spring breeze blowing, Li Bai gradually calmed down his various moods. Looking back at the past, Li Bai felt that it was obviously less than half a month since he went up to Dakuang Mountain, but the time and rest were as long as the clouds rolled up in the clouds. Many unbelievable things happened one after another, like the tide beating wave after wave, making Li Bai's whole person become tense directly. Now that the rain has passed, the wind has passed without a trace, and things have been quiet, Li Bai finally relaxed himself, and everything began to become orderly.

Every day before dawn and before the rooster crows, Li Bai will get up and meditate in the plum forest of Xiaokuang Mountain, breathing and breathing. This is the method of resting that Feng Kill carefully taught back then, saying that as long as you practice back and forth every day, you can practice qi and transform the gods, and increase your cultivation to improve your realm. As a result, after two years of hard work, Li Bai didn't feel that he had made a big difference, but felt that this method of rest could only allow him to sleep well, and throw out distracting thoughts. Just like that day, when he was in the ancestral hall of Zhuxian Temple, Li Bai used the resting method of the Phoenix Killing Sect to break the illusion set up by Zhao Rui, Dongyanzi. However, when habits become habits, it is often difficult to follow them, not to mention that this method of resting is beneficial and harmless, so Li Bai is willing to repeat and practice again and again, and never feel tired.

After the rooster crows at dawn, Li Bai will leave Li Shulin, leave Xiaokuang Mountain, and go to Dakuang Mountain to greet Dongyanzi Zhao Rui in the Zhuxian Temple. Every time, I want to take Wu Guide and the four pots together, the reason is that I am afraid, afraid of the corpse mountain bone walls in the Zhuxian Temple, afraid of the quiet, death-like silence in the Zhuxian Temple, so I want to pull the Wu Guide and the four pots as companions. But who would have expected that Siguo and Wu Guide slept like pigs, and they couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed, their hands shook their fingers, and the water splashed acupuncture, all of them were useless.

Without a rut, Li Bai had to pluck up his own courage, grabbed the Sun and Moon Sword and walked away, and entered the ancestral hall full of spiritual tablets to say hello to Zhao Rui. It wasn't until later that Li Bai knew that the reason why he couldn't wake up was not because Wu Guide and Siguo didn't want to wake up, but because Dongyanzi Zhao Rui didn't allow them to wake up. The purpose is very simple, that is, it is simple and innocent, and I want to train Li Bai's courage to grow; That's all.

But what made Li Bai feel even more helpless was that no matter what he said or asked, Dongyanzi Zhao Rui just nodded and shook his head, never saying half a word, breaking through the world, at most with a 'um' sound in his throat. If it hadn't been for the previous confession, Li Bai would have thought that his master, Dongyanzi Zhao Rui, was a mute. In the whole year, except for the words that Zhao Rui said to himself when he first went up the mountain that day, Li Bai could completely count the 'words' that he had said to himself, and it was more than enough.

Li Bai left his hometown and went to the mountain this time to worship his master, mainly for three purposes. First, it is to fulfill the agreement that his parents made with the monk in Zaida more than ten years ago. Second, it is to find out what the well-known and faceless 'ethereal' is, in the end, what it is. Third, it is to learn martial arts and immortal methods, and practice a real skill. Unexpectedly, now, happiness comes and goes, and the three purposes are only one of them. 'Ethereal' is not even known, I want to learn skills, but Dongyanzi Zhao Rui nodded and shook his head in addition to nodding and shaking his head, and he didn't even talk about it, and he didn't even teach.

Li Baixin said, 'Did you provoke the master somewhere, making the master unhappy?' So, with this curiosity, I went to ask Wu Guide and Siguo, how did I expect that these two goods are eating and eating, drinking and drinking, playing and playing every day, and nothing else is done, I don't even know, and I don't even practice kung fu. At most, go to the mountains to catch a rabbit and a bird; Or catch a cricket or set a toad. After coming back, the two goods squatted in the house to fight to win or lose, and they were three-year-old children who were more than three-year-olds, and often rolled their clothes into mud and then threw them to Li Bai to wash.

The most terrifying thing is that the four pots will have nerves and dreams every night, and there is no fixed time, or ugly moments, or Yinchen, or between eggs. I want to wake up, but no matter how I call it, it's useless, like falling into a demon; I didn't even dare to scream at all, because if I did, I would be beaten. Every night in the dead of night, when I was sleeping soundly, Siguo, carrying a big iron pot, holding a huge spoon in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, muttered in my mouth: "Eight rabbits, eight rabbits, where are you?" Can it be in the boudoir of the little lady? Come out, come out, I'm going to knock your head off. Eight rabbits, eight rabbits, where are you? Can you be in the little lady's bed? Come out, come out, I'm going to skin you. Eight rabbits, eight rabbits, where are you, where are you? Available in the ...... of the little lady"

Then, the red fire was in a trance, rolling around. A few times, Li Bai didn't close the door tightly when he slept, and without saying a word, he opened it directly with a giant spoon. Then he walked to Li Bai's bed and raised the kitchen knife, and pointed at the quilt and said, "Bang!" Bang! Bang! 'A brutal killing, and his mouth shouting, 'Hack you!'" Hack you! Hack you! Directly frightened, Li Baijuan shrank in the corner of the bed and trembled, not daring to move, tired like an old ox plowing the field, and accompanied the four pots to boil until dawn; The same is true of the Wu guide next door.

Li Bai thought that as long as the doors and windows were tightly closed, and then something was used to counter them, he would be fine. How do you know that the power of the four pots is infinite, no matter how Li Bai closes it and how he resists, there is nothing that cannot be solved by four pots and one spoon; If there is, then two spoons. Within a few days, Li Bai was tortured to the point that he couldn't do it, and raised his head against the wall, 'Bang! Bang! Bang! It's just a bump, and I can't wait to knock myself out.

Later, he couldn't stand it anymore, so Li Bai pondered it carefully and came up with a good idea. Every night as soon as noon passed, Li Bai opened all the doors and windows of the house to Sisi, and did not even close them, nor even reach them. So, he hid under the bed with the quilt, stretched out his two fingers and forced, and was a little more ruthless at his sleeping hole. Wu Gui also learned Li Bai's method according to the gourd painting scoop, but unexpectedly, one night, the four pots were more powerful because of their hands, and they directly cut the bed. almost stoned Wu Guide to death, not to mention, that night, he was almost chopped into meat sauce by a four-pot kitchen knife.

"Shhh Li Bai couldn't help but gasp when he found out, trembled, and said with emotion: "I'm so scared!" "Hundred Plating" Poetry Immortal Sword Preface Claw Book House The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.