Baoyu pondered it again, it was clearly a sergeant's barracks! But considering the identity of the ancestor of Wufuqiu, it was not surprising that the residence of the disciples in the mountains was arranged like this. And there are obviously the characteristics of the cultivation sect here, such as the cabinet looks simple, but it is very tall and sturdy, and the package brought by Baoyu is not enough to fill a corner. What's more, closing the door of the cabinet can block the mind and make it difficult to peek into what's inside.

The house was empty, and no one else was there, so I guess everyone was busy or going to see the excitement. As soon as Dajun led people in, another thin middle-aged man came carrying three huge packages.

Seeing him, Dajun hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hands to pick up the package and said, "Uncle Agen, I was about to take three new junior disciples to you to collect daily necessities, why did you personally deliver their things?"

When Baoyu and the others heard this, they also hurriedly stepped forward to take the things and saluted to express their gratitude. The package contained a futon, two pairs of thick-soled bast shoes, three changes of clothes, and a bowl for eating.

Uncle Agen replied, "I heard that there are three new miscellaneous disciples who have come up to the mountain to live in the Grinding Sword Peak, and I saw you bringing them here just now, and after glancing at the size of their bodies, I sent the daily necessities first, so that you would not have to go to get them again." Glancing at Xiao Tiandao again, "This little nephew has a special figure, and there are no suitable clothes on the Grinding Sword Peak, so I just took a set and made a look." ...... There's a lot of work on the peak today, you guys have to rest for a while, and I have to go back and get busy."

Several people saluted again and thanked him, and Uncle Agen left in a hurry. Dajun introduced it privately again, Agen has been coming to Wufu Hill for almost thirty years, but he has always been a miscellaneous disciple and has never succeeded in stepping on the main peak of Wufu Hill. Now he doesn't want to go down the mountain again, he plans to end up on the Wufu Hill, in terms of identity, he is a generation older than everyone, and he should treat his uncle as a gift when he meets.

Uncle Agen is not only responsible for managing the canteen on the Grinding Sword Peak, but also responsible for managing the daily life of the disciples here and distributing various daily necessities, which is equivalent to the chief steward of the Grinding Sword Peak.

Baoyu also sighed in his heart when he heard this, since this Uncle Agen was able to successfully climb the Climbing Peak back then, he must have been strong and persevering when he was young, but some kung fu is not something that everyone can practice, and at this age, it is even more impossible to refine it again. And this uncle's eyesight is really good, just glanced at it from a distance, and the clothes and shoes sent to Baoyu and Hanxiong were just the right size.

Uncle Agen is quite serious and unambiguous, and according to the rules on Wufu Hill, he also sent Xiao Tian a set of daily things. Baoyu helped Xiaotian put the clothes into the cabinet and helped him make the bed. The dog rolled over with joy, and his heart blossomed, he had regarded himself as a member of the Lu Village clan since he was a child, and after coming here, others actually regarded him as a miscellaneous disciple, and he actually had his own bed like everyone else.

At this moment, the other people in the same room also came back one after another, constantly introducing each other, and everyone was very interested in Xiao Tiandou, so they all went over to say hello and reach out to touch a few handfuls. Baoyu found that most of these people's hair had not yet dried, and it turned out that they were going to eat meat tonight, so they first ran to see the excitement, and then they all went to bathe in the mountain spring.

It's a coincidence that things in the world are so coincidental that the young man also lives in this house. When the future monarch of the Bamuro Kingdom walked in, Baoyu recognized him at a glance, and not only because of his appearance. Shao Wu looked like he was about twenty-four or five years old, and like most of Wufuqiu's disciples, he had a heroic aura on his body, and at the same time had an aura or temperament that was very close to that of Hou Li.

Looking at the figure, physique, skin color and face shape, the young man with the pseudonym Xiaojun is indeed very close to Dajun, but if you look closely at the facial features, it is not very similar. If these two people were wearing the same clothes, it would not be easy to tell from a distance.

Shao Wu and Han Xiong were both taken aback when they saw each other, but this surprised look was not surprising, because there was also a dog in the house that surprised everyone. Before Hanxiong could speak, Shao Wu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "I'm a loose cultivator Xiaojun from the Bamuro Kingdom, these are the new junior disciples, right?"

Hanxiong was stunned, then reacted, smiled and returned the salute, and also introduced himself. Shao Wu "heard" that Hanxiong was a disciple of the Changling Sect of the Ba Muro Kingdom, and his face showed admiration, and he talked and asked for a long time. Baoyu on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Shaowu and Hanxiong really knew each other, Shaowu had hinted that Hanxiong should not reveal his identity here, and Hanxiong had already reacted.

Because of the appearance of the three new miscellaneous disciples, especially Xiao Tian, there was a lot of excitement in this big house today, and there was constant laughter. While everyone was talking and laughing, they suddenly heard three drums, and the housekeeper greeted him: "It's time to eat! Take your own rice bowl and go to the canteen, there is meat today!"

Everyone picked up the rice bowl and rushed out, only Xiao Tian was in a hurry, because the rice bowl was very big and not easy to hold in his mouth. Baoyu just wanted to help, but saw Xiao Tianyi gritting his dog's teeth, standing up with the edge of the bowl with his two front paws, stepping back and walking upright like a human, and running out of the house with a smoke.

Since he was a child, Xiao Tian has learned to walk upright on two legs like a human, and only when he runs fast will he land on all fours, and he has long been used to it. Following Baoyu on the way after leaving the wilderness, he had to honestly pretend to be an ordinary dog in front of everyone, but he was a little uncomfortable. Now that I have come to Wufu Hill, since everyone regards it as "Senior Brother Wang", it is better to stand up and walk.

The canteen on Mojian Peak is very large, enough to accommodate more than 100 people to dine together, the main body is a rough wooden structure, with many large pillars supported in the middle, surrounded by thick earth walls, and the roof is covered with thick straw curtains, and the house is warm in winter and cool in summer.

In the dining room, there were a number of low tables made of rough wood, each with ten wooden piers made of tree stumps, and people living in the same large room ate around the same table, with their own rice bowls in front of them. I saw Xiao Tian also squatting on the wooden pier, grabbing the edge of the table with his two front paws, and almost the whole dog face was stretched into the rice bowl, gnawing on the meat and bones, not to mention how fragrant it was!

The disciples of Wufuqiu may not have seen such a scene before, looking at Xiao Tian, they all looked at each other, and some even forgot to eat their own things. At this time, the junior fourth elder had already settled down the affairs on the side of the Ascending Peak, and took two accompanying disciples with long swords to inspect the situation of each peak, and walked into the canteen and shouted: "What do you see, haven't you seen a junior disciple with a surprisingly good appearance? Eat your own food!"

With so many people gathered together to eat meat, the scene is really extravagant, according to Dajun's private introduction, this meal today is particularly rich. There are more than 300 people on Wufu Hill, and everyone can eat a meal of meat every three days, which is also very surprising. However, Wufu Hill has five full peaks, there are jungle beasts in the mountains, and the disciples have also opened up fields, planted crops and raised livestock, and are completely self-sufficient in their livelihood. The most important thing here is strong labor, and everyone has all kinds of skills.

The tempting aroma of meat wafts on the mountain peaks, and it makes people want to drool when they hear it from afar. While eating, Baoyu noticed that some people were quietly carrying their own bread and fleshy bones into their arms, and many of them had prepared a kind of sun-dried leaves in advance. This leaf is produced in the mountains, it is very large, the texture is a bit like a lotus leaf, it does not seep water or oil, and it is suitable for wrapping meat.

Hanxiong asked Dajun, "Senior brother, what are they doing?"

Dajun laughed quietly: "The canteen on Wufu Hill can be opened to eat, and all the disciples eat a lot, but they can only eat here and can't take it out, otherwise they will be punished." But today is the winter solstice, and the day is very special, and many colleagues from various sects have gone up the mountain. Wufuqiu did not receive them, it was an opportunity for everyone to make friends. Take some bread and meat out, some of them even prepare wine in private, and find a place to invite three or five initiates in the evening, and light a bonfire to talk. ”

So that's the case, no wonder there is a lot of meat today. As he spoke, Dajun also felt a stack of dried leaves in his arms, and it turned out that he was also going to pack something and take it out. Hanxiong leaned over and said, "Senior brother, can you lend me a few too?"

Dajun wondered, "You just went up the mountain today, why do you want to join in this fun." Who do you want to befriend?"

Han Xiong said with a smile: "I'm not going to make friends with anyone, I'm going to Wufu Hill with someone, and there is a girl with me, I can't let the girl's family get cold and starve on this high mountain in the middle of the night, right? ”

Dajun's eyes widened and said, "Little junior brother, you really have two hits! On the way to Wufu Hill, you have already caught a female cultivator from a certain sect." What kind of girl's house is it, can you introduce it to my senior brother?"

Hanxiong hurriedly shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about it, Senior Brother. You'd better be busy with something else. ”

Xiao Jun said with a smile on the side: "Senior Brother Dajun, like many senior brothers, claims that the happiest thing on Wufu Hill is to be able to live on the Fire Peak, and to be able to eat with all the female senior brothers and female junior brothers every day. ”

Dajun glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Senior brother, the reason why I have that kind of thought. It's because the disciples of the Fire Peak make the greatest contribution to the sect on weekdays, and of course I want to contribute more to the sect!"

The disciples on the Grinding Sword Peak are almost all sturdy men, and they are engaged in various kinds of labor on weekdays. I also have to practice such a kung fu as Kaishan Jin, and the amount of food is of course amazing. And for today's dinner, it is estimated that most people have not eaten much. For most of the bread and meat were picked up and taken away. The three days from the beginning of the winter solstice every year are also equivalent to the festival of the disciples on the Wufu Hill.

When I returned to my respective quarters after eating, the sun had set, but the sky on the high mountain had not yet completely darkened. Baoyu was almost the last to leave the dining hall because he had to wait for Xiaotian. And Xiao Tian ate all the contents of the basin, chewed and swallowed the bones, and burped several times with satisfaction.

When Baoyu walked out, he vaguely heard Uncle Agen, who was staying in the dining hall, talking to himself: "The annual day of making friends with fellow sects is a rare opportunity. But for miscellaneous disciples who have not yet achieved kung fu, it is best not to join in the fun, otherwise they will have to practice again after playing for three days and once their hard work is relaxed. ”

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Hanxiong also went out late, and when he saw Xiaojun finish eating, he followed. Seeing that no one was paying attention in private, he leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Senior Brother Xiaojun, why are you here?"

Even if no one heard him left and right, he was still careful when he spoke, calling Shaowu Xiaojun. Xiaojun replied: "I have been here for three years, and the eldest in the family knows it. I'm very concerned about what news the people who have come up this time have brought to the mountain, I wonder what you have heard in the country of Bamuro?"

Hanxiong shook his head and said, "I told my father that I want to travel and practice, and I will also go to Wufu Hill to open my eyes." My father told me that if I could stay in the mountains and be a miscellaneous disciple for a year, it would be a really long skill. If there's something going on at home, he'll send someone to inform me. It's been more than half a year since I left Changlingmen, and nothing special has happened at Bamuro National High School. Even if there is one recently, I haven't heard of it. ”

Xiaojun couldn't help but be secretly disappointed, the other person was on the Wufu Hill, and he had actually been waiting for the news of Bamuro Kunichu. The secret envoy of the father's queen faction should have come, and according to the original agreement, he was mixed in with this year's group of people who went up the mountain. The envoy will arrange for him to return to the country of Bamuro, and then he will be succeeded as the new king.

When he left Bamuro Country three years ago, Houxiao's physical condition was still a top secret in the country, and few people knew about it at the time, but Shaowu was definitely clear. However, his father asked him to stay away from the national capital, and even left the Bamuro country, and ran to the Wufu Hill as a miscellaneous disciple, and asked him to climb the main peak as much as possible to meet the sword sage himself. It's a pity that three years have passed, but he has not been able to do it!

Now that the appointed day has arrived, Shao Wu can no longer stay on the Wufu Hill, even if he does not fulfill his wish, but the state affairs are important, he has to return to the country according to the original plan. When he saw Hanxiong, he thought that Hanxiong was the messenger sent by his father, but he didn't expect Hanxiong to stay as a miscellaneous disciple, and he didn't expect his judgment to be wrong.

Xiao Jun didn't say anything, and asked again, "Senior Brother Hanxiong, why are you walking so fast, why are you in a hurry?"

Hanxiong: "Didn't you just say that there is a girl's family in my companion this time, and I have to take care of it." ”

Xiao Jun snorted: "Heavy color and light friends!"

Hanxiong said with a big grin: "How can I, Hanxiong, be a person who values sex and ignores friends? That girl is also my friend, and I have been taking care of her on the mountain for these two days, so won't I eat and live with you every day in the future?

At this time, Baoyu led Xiao Tian to rush over from behind and said, "Hanxiong, don't worry, Miss Xiao Sa knows that we are on the Grinding Sword Peak, and she will definitely come over." If you wander around the mountain, you may get off the road, just wait on the other side of the rope bridge. ”

Hanxiong: "There are two rope bridges on this mountain, where am I waiting?"

Baoyu: "We came from the side of Chopping Wood Peak, and she also saw it, if she really wanted to find you, it is estimated that she would come from that side too." ”

Hanxiong: "Do you want to go along?"

Baoyu shook his head with a smile and said, "I won't go, the responsibility of taking care of Miss Xiaosa and accompanying her to play in Wufu Hill will be handed over to you." I'll go back to the house to rest for a while, and by the way, I'll ask Senior Brother Xiaojun about many matters on the Wufu Hill. ”

Hanxiong listened very well, so he ran to the bridge leading to the wood-cutting peak and waited for the little sprinkler girl, he brought not only bread and meat, but also a thick coat that had been turned out of the luggage, and also took away the newly collared bedding, saying that he would find a place to sit at night, otherwise the cold in the mountains would be too heavy.

The rules of Wufuqiu are very interesting, on the day of the winter solstice, the monks of various sects who go up the mountain to join in the excitement are not allowed to step into the residences of the disciples, so as not to disturb everyone's cultivation, and Wufuqiu does not care about eating or living. But the more than 80 people who came to the mountain today are not unreceiving, and the disciples of Wufuqiu can greet and make friends on their own.

So these days the mountain will be very lively, such a big mountain, there are many suitable places for camping, everyone get together in twos and threes, find a sheltered place under the mountain rock, light a bonfire to talk about anecdotes from all over the world, and exchange cultivation experience.

When Joon returned to the house, everyone else was gone. He didn't go to join in the fun because he had something on his mind, and Hou Li's secret envoy should be on the mountain, but it was not easy to find each other after dark. He planned to turn back and forth a few more times on the four rope bridges that circled the mountain tomorrow, waiting for the secret envoy to appear. He was very worried that if the envoy did not come, it was very likely that the situation in the country would change, and he would return home on his own in three days.

Xiao Jun was sitting alone on the bed silently thinking about his thoughts, when Baoyu walked in. Before Baoyu entered the door, he had confirmed that there was no one else in the courtyard, and left Xiaotian at the door, calling out at any time if anyone came in.

There was no light in the room, the light was dim, and when Baoyu walked in, he had something in his hand. The object gradually shone brightly, shaking Xiaojun's eyes. Xiao Jun looked up and saw the object in Baoyu's hand, showing a look of surprise and joy, and then stepped forward to bow to the ground and wanted to salute.

This is a great gift for him to meet his father, because what Baoyu is holding in his hand is the token of Hou Li, which is equivalent to Hou Li's own visit. Baoyu cast a small spell to make the token glow, and only Shao Wu could see it at the moment, and he didn't say a word.

Seeing that Shaowu wanted to kneel down, Baoyu hurriedly put away the token to support him, and whispered in a divine voice: "Senior Brother Xiaojun doesn't need to be polite, I am entrusted by others to have something to say to you." ”

Shao Wu grabbed Baoyu's arm tightly and said, "I really didn't expect that the messenger sent by my father was actually Mr. Xiaolu! I don't know if my father is okay? I have been staying on the Wufu Hill these days, and I am already anxious and eager to pierce ......" At the end, his voice couldn't help but choke a little.

Baoyu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Please be calm, don't let others be suspicious, and sit down and talk slowly." ”

No one else returned to the house that night, and Baoyu could calmly tell Shao Wu about the affairs of Ba Mu Guozhong, even if there was no one left and right, he was always very careful, and always held his voice with his divine sense. After he finished speaking, Shaowu bowed with tears and bowed: "Thank you for saving my father and extending his life...... When did my father order me to return to China?"

Baoyu replied: "The lord of the kingdom said that you can return to the capital before the end of autumn next year, then you can set off at the end of summer, and the lord will make his own arrangements at that time." As for his arrangement, I don't know, but my mission is only to deliver a message, and now you know it. ”