Saying that, Ding Hong bent down to thank the old woman, only to hear a gong sound, and everyone went towards the fish pond on the side of the road, and the crowd was full for a while.

Ding Hong took Huiqing's right hand and dragged him towards the crowd, only to see him push away the crowd, and then he got into the crowd, turned his head and disappeared the trace of the nun's sister.

"What's going on? With so many people around at once, shouldn't something happen again? Ding Hong padded his toes and patted the young man in front of him and said.

I saw this young man turn around, almost didn't laugh out loud, it turned out that this was a chubby child, although he was not very old, he actually felt like an adult, with a fat double chin, a face full of fat, but a pair of small squinting eyes, I felt that there was no way to support my eyelids, and I looked listless.

"What are you smiling at? I'm so fat, do you think I'm willing? It's not that there is no way, drinking water grows meat, what do you call me to do? My name is Fat Dun, what do you call me? The little fat man patted Ding Hong's shoulder and introduced himself.

"Hahaha! My surname is Ding Minghong! The word literature is also! Chubby brother, right? I'm glad I will! What the hell is going on? Can you turn sideways and let me in? Ding Hong hurriedly smiled all over his face, nodded and said.

"Alright! I'll let you come in and take a look, you have to talk, get out of the way of me? Fat Dun came sideways, only to see Ding Hong get out of the cat's waist.

The surroundings of this fishpond, including the ridge on the opposite side, were full of people from the nearby compound, and everyone pointed at it, it was a small child who fell into the fishpond in the middle.

A middle-aged man, waving a long bamboo pole, originally in this rural courtyard, used to dry clothes and quilts, put a triangular fork at both ends (with three thin bamboo poles tied together, and then propped up to the ground, sometimes when the wind is strong, will put stones on the side, block or press the bamboo pole below,).

I saw this man waving a bamboo pole, but the child was too frightened, and kept splashing in the water, and finally grabbed the bamboo pole, and fell into the water again.

I saw this burst of yellow shadows flashing, stepping on the surface of the water, suddenly stirred up a small ripple, grabbed the children in the water, and walked towards the shore of the fish pond, and thunderous applause suddenly sounded all around.

It turns out that this person is none other than the Yundu Dao person! I saw his hands clenched into fists, nodded in thanks, and turned to leave.

"Dao Chief! I didn't think you would have such skills, which really impressed me! Let's just bow down! What do you think? Ding Hong ran to the side of this Yundu Daoist, bent down and hugged his fists and said.

"Poor Dao is an idler in the world, and he has no intention of the seven emotions and six desires in the world, he wants to marry Jin Lan, you have found the wrong person, you can ask about the black-faced beard, maybe he is very happy." Yundu Daoist looked back at this Ding Hong, shook his head and sighed and went back to the altar.

"No! I want to worship you as a teacher, you teach me some spells to subdue demons, I can help you do things, it's better than you being busy, that's a little easier? Ding Hong had a weird smile on his face, and followed the words of this Yundu Daoist all the way.

"I have no fixed place for my home all over the world, how can He De accept apprentices to teach art, I think you really found the wrong person, it's better like this! If you really want to become a monk and practice, I can introduce you to the Taoist temple, and you will definitely be able to learn something. The Yundu Dao people walked under this altar, picked up a brush dipped in black ink, wrote on the yellow rune paper, neatly placed it on the table, and continued to be busy.

"Don't accept apprentices yet? I don't believe it, with my three-inch tongue, I can't even worship a teacher, it's just too underestimating me! Ding Hong's eyes rolled, and he immediately thought about it and walked towards the house.

"At a young age, it's so oily and smooth, I still want to apprentice, I don't even know who the master is, how do I do your master, it seems that the world is really unpredictable!" Yundu Daoist looked at Ding Hong, who turned away, looking up at the sky and muttering to himself.

Ding Hongxing went to this room, and saw that in front of the table in this hall, Huiqing was sitting upright, constantly counting the Buddha beads, and reciting words silently with his eyes closed.

Ding Hong sat on the threshold with his buttocks, looking at this Dao Yini, he was very busy, and then he stood up and walked towards the room behind.

I saw that this room was a little dark, except for the two bright tiles on the roof scattered with a little light, it still felt dark.

Suddenly, this burst of fire came up from the stove hole, Ding Hong was so frightened that he almost screamed, and then looked at it, this old woman of the Dou family was next to the firelight, smiling at herself.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry? This rice hasn't been put in the pot yet, so it's better to do this! Come and see, what's the good stuff next to here? The old woman of the Dou family waved her right hand and beckoned Ding Hong to go to the stove.

Seeing that the fire in the stove hole was blazing, and her face felt hot for a while, the old woman stood up, and it turned out that there was a stone pier under it, and a straw mat was laid on it.

The old woman of the Dou family pointed to both sides of the stove hole, handed the tongs to Ding Hong's hand, and kept nodding and smiling.

"See what both sides have in store for you? Hurry up and gouge it with pliers, maybe there's something you like? The old woman of the Dou family nodded to Ding Hong, and then went to the back room to fetch rice and cook.

"What's good? The first time I heard about it, there are still good things in this wood ash? You won't lie to my little one, will you? Alas! Ding Hong sighed and sat down, holding his chin with one hand and banging on the tongs in the stove hole with the other.

"Huh! Like there's really something in there? I'll take it out and take a look, it looks like it's still soft! Ding Hong slapped two more times on both sides with tongs, and suddenly felt a burst of surprise, and began to dig up the ashes.

I saw that this black thing was taken out of the wood ash by Ding Hong, and just wanted to reach out to take it, but his face twitched so hot, and he quickly touched his ears with both hands, which slowed down a little.

"How's it going? Do you like it? A figure at the door of this group of houses staggered into the house with this basket and staggered towards Ding Hong.

"Dou's mother-in-law! What's in there? It's soft and hot, I touched it with my hands just now, and I felt like I was burned, and it was really uncomfortable! Ding Hong stood up and pointed to the black bump inside the wood ash and said.

"Hahaha! It seems that you have not been to the country, nor have you been in the house, otherwise you would not have known what this is? This one! Ever heard of it called roasted sweet potato? Dou's mother-in-law put the basket on the stove, bent over and hunched over towards this Ding Hongxing.

I only heard the bamboo forest behind the house, and the sound of footsteps came, and the two looked up, both of them were surprised......