"Zhang Zefang? I don't know. The beggar frowned, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face.

"Senior, don't fool me, although your face looks similar to mine, but this drought has been raising corpses for a hundred years, and they all know you, it can be seen that your age should be relatively old, and it is not a secret that our ancestors in Wujia Village have left a secret letter, saying that after a hundred years, there will be Maoshan masters who will come to rescue Wujia Village. It just so happens that you appear here in Longshan at this time, can you deny that you are not a member of the Maoshan faction? Wu Zhiyuan looked at the beggar carefully again, and found that except for his snow-white hair, the rest of his physiognomy was completely the same as that of a teenager. A head full of silver frost does not necessarily mean that he is old, Wu Zhiyuan has seen from books that there are many people who have white hair at birth, and such people have white hair all their lives, so Wu Zhiyuan did not doubt his age because of the beggar's white hair from the very beginning.

"Ahem, don't ask anything now, pack up your things and go down the mountain first, I'm tired, little brother." The beggar stood up and stretched, and walked to the west side to pick up the Blood Shadow Knife on the ground. He seems to have been deliberately emphasizing the three words "little brother" when he called himself, and Wu Zhiyuan certainly felt it.

"I have a request." Wu Zhiyuan saw the beggar pack up, and a thought flashed through his mind, but because he had asked this beggar many times, he was a little ashamed to say it.

"And a request? Don't forget, you promised me one more condition in the ear chamber of the cave. The beggar pretended to be stingy and replied, seeing Wu Zhiyuan's gloomy expression, his words changed, "Say, what a request." ”

"When you took me up the mountain, you didn't take any shortcuts, but with your vitality to climb the mountain, so I want you to take me down the mountain, but you have to go down from the cliff behind the mountain." Wu Zhiyuan pointed to the cliff with his finger, where the Moon Shadow Fuxian fell.

Wu Zhiyuan's intentions are obvious, the Moon Shadow Fuxian was knocked off the cliff by the Drought Fish, and now his life and death are unknown, he can't just stand by and do it, the Drought Fish has been removed, and finding the Moon Shadow Fuxian has naturally become a top priority. Although he knew that there was a lot of bad luck, there was still a glimmer of hope hanging in his heart.

"No need to go down and look for it." The beggar raised his hand and replied expressionlessly, "This Dragon Mountain is hundreds of meters high, the cliff is steep, and the master of the Xuanmen is also very lucky when he falls, not to mention that she is a weak woman who was injured by the drought, and ......" The beggar's words came to an abrupt end here.

"And what?" Wu Zhiyuan's figure was shocking, and he asked eagerly.

"Besides, under this mountain is the famous White Wolf Valley, falling down is equivalent to falling into the wolf's den, and if you don't fall to death, you will be eaten alive by the wolves." The beggar sighed slightly and glanced at Wu Zhiyuan with slanted eyes.

Wu Zhiyuan's heart suddenly cooled when he heard this, although he grew up at the foot of Longshan since he was a child, but because of the ancestral training of Wujia Village, he didn't know what the situation was like on the other side of Longshan. Now that the back of Zhilu Dao Mountain is a wolf valley, the hope of survival of the Moon Shadow Fuxian is extremely slim.

"Jiren has his own natural appearance, if that girl can get away with not dying, it is your fate that is not over, if she unfortunately dies, then your fate ends here, what are you busy doing, don't forget that there is a dying one lying in your home." The beggar seems to be speaking cool words, but each sentence has its own truth.

Wu Zhiyuan felt that what the beggar said was also reasonable, Sheng Wanxiang was hit by a drought in order to save herself, she was unconscious, and now she is hovering on the edge of life and death, she broke with her father in order to follow her, and went through all the hard work to come to Wujia Village to find herself, but this affection, Wu Zhiyuan can't give up and ignore it.

After making the decision to return to Wujia Village first, Wu Zhiyuan followed the beggar down the mountain. This time, the beggar did not order Wu Zhiyuan to be blindfolded, but to carry Wu Zhiyuan on his back. Wu Zhiyuan knew that the other party was a senior in terms of age, and he was a benefactor of himself and Wujiacun in terms of identity, so he insisted on refusing.

"I've been riding on your shoulders during the fight with the Dryfish, and it's a bit of a tie." The beggar couldn't say anything, and carried Wu Zhiyuan on his back.

As he spoke, the beggar jumped and continued to fall along the rocks on the cliff, stepping on the abrupt rocks from time to time to reduce the speed of the fall.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that the surrounding scenery was rapidly moving towards the sky, and the things on the ground were becoming clearer and clearer, and he was amazed in his heart, secretly thinking that this beggar was really hidden, and his vitality cultivation was definitely above Zhang Zefang.

In fact, Wu Zhiyuan's concept of Yuan Qi cultivation is very vague, although he has cultivated to the third level of the Returning Yuan Dao Method, but he does not have a clear understanding of the level of Yuan Qi, if he knows that the Yuan Qi cultivation of the beggar in front of him is close to the transformation realm, and it is difficult for ten Zhang Zhifang to match, he will definitely be surprised and unable to close his mouth.

The two quickly fell to the ground, and after landing, the beggar touched the ground on tiptoe, flicked lightly, and fell back again, which stabilized his body. Wu Zhiyuan was about to jump off the beggar's back, but the beggar didn't stop, his feet quickened, volleyed half a foot in the air, and ran straight in the direction of Wujia Village.

Wu Zhiyuan understood that the beggar was going to send him home directly, so he didn't say much, but he felt a little grateful to the beggar in his heart, and all the unhappiness he had encountered in the cave and on the top of the mountain began to gradually ease.

After entering the village, the beggar went straight in the direction of Wu Zhiyuan's house, and Wu Zhiyuan was wondering why he had already arrived at his door when he knew the location of his house.

"Come down, do you still want to stay on it?" The beggar's body shook, and Wu Zhiyuan fell off his back, but fortunately he was on guard, and immediately stood firm after landing.

"Let's go!" The beggar took the lead in entering Wu Zhiyuan's house after saying the word "go". Wu Zhiyuan then followed, as if this was a beggar's home, and Wu Zhiyuan was just a guest.

Walking into the courtyard, Wu Zhiyuan vaguely heard the sound of talking from the house, the voice of his parents, and the voice of a middle-aged man was particularly familiar, although he didn't hear it often, but Wu Zhiyuan always felt familiar and cordial.

The sound of talking came from the bedroom, and the beggar walked directly through the kitchen into the bedroom, and Wu Zhiyuan followed closely behind, with a feeling of impatience in his heart.

"Master?" "Master?" Two "Master" with questions and surprises came out at the same time.

The first sound was shouted by Wu Zhiyuan, and the first thing he saw when he stepped into the bedroom door was that Zhang Zefang was in his home at this time, and the familiar voice he heard in the yard just now was that he was talking to his parents. This surprised and delighted him, so he screamed out loud, in fact, Zhang Zefang had never accepted Wu Zhiyuan as an apprentice. The second voice was shouted by Zhang Zefang, and his voice also carried the same tone as Wu Zhiyuan, but at the same time, there was a little more question.

What surprised Wu Zhiyuan even more was that the person who was called "Master" by Zhang Zefang was actually this thin beggar walking in front of him!