Time flies.

During this time, Zhao Ke has been staying in Daxia Ding and refusing to come out.

I didn't want to see Qiu Bailing, nor did I want to meet the Great Shaman.

The way these two men looked at them was abnormal.

The Great Shaman, in particular, has been thinking of a way to draw the mark on his thigh and observe it recently.

Every time, he had to take Zhao Ke to take a bath, and he planned to rub Zhao Ke's back in person.

After going back and forth, Zhao Ke simply asked the great shaman to write a letter to Zhao Min, and then hid directly in the Great Xia Ding to recuperate from his injuries.

Why did the Great Shaman write the letter?

This is a key question, because I don't know how to write the handwriting of this era at all

And it's true to recuperate.

In Daxia Ding, Zhao Ke was lying comfortably on the chair, and after careful inspection, Shuilu felt that Zhao Ke was not bad, so he walked around the medicine yard, looking for a bad-looking ginseng essence to stew some chicken soup for Zhao Ke to replenish his body.

Wang Mazi came to see Zhao Ke rarely.

This guy is crazy about martial arts, and in the words of the deer deer, sooner or later he will go mad, a short-lived phase, I just hope that when this guy dies, he won't die outside.

"The injuries are all healed?? Who hit?? ”

Wang Mazi glanced at Zhao Ke and knew that Zhao Ke had been hit hard.

And judging from the traces of the blow, the place where the opponent shot was not fatal but very skillful, almost seriously injuring several joints of Zhao Ke, after receiving such an injury, Zhao Ke's mobility will be greatly reduced.

"Don't mention it, I've provoked it myself."

Zhao Ke was embarrassed to say that he was beaten by a woman, and changed the topic and said: "This competition is quite interesting, I met an old acquaintance." ”

Wang Mazi nodded: "Yes, I also met an old acquaintance, but it was in the standings." ”

When talking about old acquaintances, Wang Mazi's expression became much more serious for a while.

Zhao Ke knew that the old acquaintance in his mouth seemed to be a fierce rival, and during this time, Wang Mazi went crazy to practice martial arts, and it seemed that it was also because of the relationship between this old acquaintance.

However, Zhao Ke didn't ask.

I asked before, Wang Mazi just shook his head and didn't say anything, this was his private matter, and he obviously didn't plan to let anyone get involved.

"The person who hurt you is very strong, but you don't seem to care at all."

Wang Mazi pulled the topic back again, and seemed to want to help Zhao Ke avenge him, after all, such a master is difficult to meet, and he wants to find someone to verify his progress during this time.

Zhao Ke twisted his fingers under his nose, intending to hide the affairs of Yiren, and when he had a chance next time, let Wang Mazi take a good look at it.

I believe that when Wang Mazi knew that the Yiren, who was only separated by a wall from him in the abandoned land, was actually a top master whose strength was no less than him, what kind of expression would Wang Mazi have.

"Well, it should be exciting."

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but show an expectant smile on his face, which could be regarded as a small surprise.

I didn't understand what Zhao Ke was suddenly smirking at alone, Wang Mazi shook his head boredly and left.

"Well, don't stay and drink some chicken soup!"

The sambar beckoned behind him, and the other hand was still holding a ginseng essence, but unfortunately Wang Mazi just waved his hand, did not stop his pace, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, the sambar deer couldn't help pouting, turned around and walked into the kitchen, ready to stew chicken soup for Zhao Ke.

Compared with the sambar deer who live an idyllic life, the old tree has recently been full of spring.

Holding Peach Ji's little hand, with the support of a peach blossom essence, he walked in front of Zhao Ke.

Momohime's face was blushing, until this time, she still felt that she couldn't live up to Zhao Ke, and she lived up to Zhao Ke's affection, so she blushed and asked Zhao Ke to say goodbye, and gave her newly brewed peach blossom wine.

Lao Shu pulled up Peach Girl's arm with a look of anger, and even hooked his other hand on Peach Blossom's small waist.

That expression seemed to say that it was Lao Tzu's turn to sprinkle dog food.

Seeing that the old tree was hooking the beautiful and moving peach blossom essence in his left hand, and holding the dignified and mature peach girl in his right hand, he looked like a glamorous and blessed sky, and Zhao Ke smiled very happily.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Equally happy was the sambar deer, whose head poked out of the kitchen window, and his smiling eyes narrowed into slits.

Without it!

A woman's waist, a knife that cuts life.

Just looked at the two goblins, slowly grinding sooner or later, the roots of the old tree would be broken.

Seeing that the old tree was leaving, he didn't leave the old tree to drink chicken soup.

As soon as the old tree walked away, Zhao Ke heard the strange cry of the fat pig not far away.

This guy was recently forcibly taken bald by Jiayu, and he spent all day chanting scriptures and praising Buddha in the Great Xia Ding, and he didn't even have meat to eat.

It's just because the angry eyes of the Diamond Sutra sent by Sanjie at the beginning can dissolve the dragon qi that has accumulated in the fat pig's body.

Zhao Ke was afraid that the fat pig would not be able to understand the mystery of this scripture, so he let Jiayu be responsible for guiding.

In order to be able to speed up the process of fat pig cultivation.

Zhao Ke also gave the string of Tantric Gabala Buddha beads given to him by the Sanjie monk at the glass lantern festival.

Although I recently heard Jiayu mean, the fat pig stupidly made her crazy.

It's obviously very simple, but I can't understand how to say it, I've never seen such a stupid guy.

However, Zhao Ke seems that the fat pig is making rapid progress, at least the dragon qi in his body is dissolving quickly, so that this guy's body has recently gained a lot of weight.

Jiayu is pressing the fat pig's IQ to rub it on the washboard.

If anyone is the happiest, it is, of course, Jasmine.

Recently, Jasmine has lost the entanglement of Jiayu, the little devil, and has become obsessed with Camille.

Oh! No, it should be said that I became obsessed with Camille's electric guitar and began to learn the instrument.

In fact, Zhao Ke wanted Jasmine to learn suona.

After all, Qi Liang's suona impressed Zhao Ke too much, every time he appeared, he was always able to overwhelm the audience, and he deserved to be an old hooligan in the musical instrument industry.

But it's a pity that Camille doesn't know this down-to-earth instrument, and Zhao Ke can only give up.

"Commander, try it."

Bantam handed the baby he had prepared to Zhao Ke with an expectant expression.

This cigarette stick was made by the bantam tiger from the bamboo roots transplanted by Zhao Ke from the Kailing Treasure Temple.

The rhizomes of these bamboos are moderately soft and hard, and after being processed and polished by the bantam, they are made into a baby's fist pipe.

The new pipe also carries the scent of bamboo.

Not to mention, this thing came at a very good time, and Zhao Ke has been worrying recently.

took the pipe, and after skillfully putting on the tobacco, the bantam tiger on the side lit the tobacco to Zhao Ke with a flattering expression.

After the surface of the tobacco was baked to carbonize, Zhao Ke tried to take a deep breath.

"Poof......

Green smoke poured out along Zhao Ke's mouth and nose, and the bantam tiger on the other side stepped forward to take a hard breath on his nose, and suddenly a person and a ghost lay in the field, enjoying the taste of tobacco leaves.

The casserole in the kitchen not far away tinkled with the boiling steam.

The sambar deer operated a kitchen knife, cut the ginseng essence in front of him, and silently muttered in his mouth: "You are a piece, I am a piece, I am a piece, I am a piece ......"

Zhao Ke couldn't say why.

But in Da Xia Ding, he likes this comfortable feeling very much.

Smoking the pipe in his hand, looking at the scenery in the distance, from time to time you can see the loving old trees on the side.

and Asako, who tirelessly practiced boxing.

The fat pig in the distance was chanting in pain, and Jiayu on the side was patiently guiding.

The old hen on the boiler is stewed just right.

In addition to not having Ji Wusui, Zhao Ke felt that this was his favorite paradise.

Or maybe only here will the anger and troubles in my heart disappear.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but wonder how good it would be if Ji Wusui was here.