Chapter 1 The Long Immortal Road
By the time Xiaozi caught up with the two, it was almost night.
Looking at Xiao Zi, who was about to die of exhaustion, Wang Ling finally decided not to drop it.
The premise is not to grab food with her.
"Brother Feng, are we going to stay in this thing at night?"
β......β
Looking at the tent in front of him, Feng Yan was speechless.
Didn't you say that the four corners would be fixed well?
But what is this thing in front of you?
The "tent" in front of him was set up by Feng Yan according to what Aunt Wang and Uncle Sun said.
The two of them said a lot, but they were different, so Feng Yan took some of the things he thought were appropriate.
Both of them mentioned "fixing the four corners", and Feng Yan paid more attention to this point.
And then......
That thing with limbs apart, half-bulging and half-collapsed, shaking in the night wind, could never be a tent!
It's not the same as the tent I imagined!
"I'll try again......"
This thing must not be inhabited!
No matter how high-tech things are, if they are tinkered with a lot, they will probably be used, and as for the consequences...... Ignore it!
Tents aren't high-tech items, and figuring out how to build one isn't a problem.
So, after a pillar of incense, Feng Yan finally set up the tent.
Although it doesn't look very good, at least it's all bulging and stable.
At least, it's inhabitable now.
After another pillar of incense, another tent was erected.
Stormfall found a place to sit down.
"Ling'er, give. β
Stormfall took out some food, of course, from the villagers.
The pastries given by Aunt Wang, he didn't dare to let Wang Ling know.
Wang Ling, who was really hungry all the way, immediately took it and sat next to her and ate deliciously.
Xiao Zi also ran to the side of the wind and stared at the wind and stared at the wind and the wind.
Feng Yan couldn't stand it a little and took out a piece of dried meat.
Xiao Zi took it, and then lay down at the feet of Feng Yan and gnawed it.
Looking at Wang Ling with a happy face, Feng Yan couldn't help but think of what happened on the road.
Not long after leaving Heping Town, Wang Ling suddenly asked for the food to be handed over to Feng Yan.
Reason......
I'm afraid that if I accidentally finish eating, I won't eat it in the future.
It's really in line with Ling'er's reason.
Thinking of this, Feng Yan couldn't help but smile.
The most critical step to ensure that Ling'er doesn't eat much is completed.
After dinner, Wang Ling went to rest first, and Xiaozi ran to the jungle to play.
The wind took out the bottle with the "insect repellent" label and sprinkled a little powder.
It shouldn't be poisonous.
Looking at the bottle in his hand, the word "insect repellent" really can't give Feng Yan much confidence.
But thinking that this was given by Aunt Wang, I was much more relieved.
Aunt Wang won't hurt them.
"Forget it, what are you doing so much, you have to rush tomorrow, let's sleep first. β
............
"By the way, how did you forget about this!"
In the tent, Feng Yan, who was just about to sleep, suddenly remembered the bag that Boss Li gave him.
Feng Yan touched the middle finger of his left hand to his right hand, and the bag appeared in his hand.
What's inside?
Windfall opened the bag, and he froze in place.
In the bag, there are strings of copper coins.
Each string is a hundred texts.
A total of 1,000 strings, 100,000 wen, and a full 100,000 taels of silver.
Each string of thread is new.
β......β
The wind didn't know how to react.
............
Heping Town, Boss Li's house, Boss Li and Mrs. Li are getting ready to sleep.
"Old man, you say, what are you doing with so much bits and pieces of money for Xiaofeng, don't you have a whole piece of silver at home?"
"Don't you know that you only use whole silver for trading, and don't you usually use those odd and broken money. β
β......β
Mrs. Li, this old man, why do you always make stupid mistakes in this kind of thing?
............
Looking at the strings of copper coins, Mrs. Li thought about it.
These scattered money can't be used at all along the way.
And after entering the sect, there is naturally a place to change.
However, the wind was still quite touched.
It must have taken a lot of effort to make this string of copper coins.
"Huh?"
Stormfall discovers that there is a wooden box in the bag.
When he opened the box, his eyes were a little moist.
Inside the box, there is a delicate boxy wooden relief.
The carved scene is the town of Peace.
Isn't that little thatched hut the home of Feng Yan and Mo Lao?
Isn't that kid carrying a huge piece of wood a wind dead?
Isn't that tall restaurant the drunken fairy building?
The little girl standing at the door was not Wang Ling?
Familiar people all appeared on the relief, which was not too big.
Although he didn't engrave everyone, the people he knew were engraved with seventy-seven-eighty-eight.
Engraved on it is the home they just left.
Looking at this relief, the bits and pieces of Heping Town appear in front of me again.
"Brother Feng...... I'm going to ...... Little Purple ...... Don't steal my food!"
Wang Ling's dream words brought Feng Yan's thoughts back.
Wind Death looked at where he was and sighed.
has embarked on the road of seeking immortals, and should not think about these anymore.
"Bang Bangβ"
Feng Yan patted his face.
Tomorrow is on the way, now, sleep!
Wind Death forced himself to sleep.
The busyness of the day did make Feng Yan a little tired, and soon Feng Yan fell asleep.
"Whoosh-"
There was an extremely faint noise in the grass next to it.
A purple shadow rushed out, it was the returning Xiao Zi.
Xiao Zi ran to the side of the two-person tent and suddenly stopped.
sniffed, then immediately ran away and slept where the tent of the two could be seen.
Under the silent night sky, it was quiet, except for Wang Ling's occasional dream talk and the breathing of the two of them and a fox, there was nothing.
............
A month later, in the early morning, not far from the foot of a towering mountain, two children, a man and a woman, were slowly advancing.
"Brother Feng, haven't you arrived yet?"
The little girl tugged at the corner of the little boy's coat and asked weakly.
This is Wang Ling.
The little boy has a purple shawl on his left shoulder.
This is Xiao Zi, who can't run anymore.
"It's here, it's here, it's ahead. β
The little boy walked step by step.
This is the wind that acts as the main driving force.
Seeing the town not far away, Feng Yan was a little excited, and finally found it.
Now, they had no food on them, and they had been hungry for a day and two nights.
They were not robbed, nor were they shown kindness to others.
Because there is no robbery in the Ancient Continent, let alone any relief.
So why did the two of them do this?
It all started 20 days ago.
Twenty days ago, after walking the wide "solitary road" that people in Heping Town and nearby villages often walked, three equally wide forks appeared in front of me.
And then......
The two found out that they were lost.
Or rather......
They don't really know how to go.
When I left, I thought that I was going to embark on the road of cultivating immortals in the future, so I forgot how to go to the place of cultivating immortals.
Fortunately, there was a post house on the side of the fork in the road, and the two asked for the way and rested here for the night.
However, ten days ago, they encountered the same problem again, this time, there was no post house.
Why not?
Because the mountain can already be seen, even if you don't know the way, just go in that direction.
So, according to the principle of "the shortest line between two points", the two who did not know the road and were brave and chose to go straight and choose to cross the forest without any road.
A place without a road is definitely much more difficult to walk than a place with a road, and with a dense forest, the consumption is much greater.
After all, the food sent by the villagers is just a gesture, and the main source of food for the two is the pastries made by Aunt Wang.
Even if the Mo Yu Ring can ensure that the pastries will not deteriorate, even if Wang Ling's food consumption is controlled, the night two days ago, the food was still consumed.
What can I do when I am about to get out of the forest and run out of food?
Then, Feng Yan thought of Aunt Wang's box.
After setting up the trap, the two found that there were no wild beasts on the edge of the forest, only small flying insects, and they could not eat them.
And if you want to catch your prey, you have to walk back a long way.
Then, the trap was dismantled, and the two starved all night.
Xiao Zi, who is used to eating human food, is not interested in the "game" that should be food, and is also hungry all night.
Yesterday, in order to reach the destination faster, in order to eat early, the two of them rushed down the mountain non-stop.
But at the foot of the mountain in front of me, I couldn't get there.
When it was dark, the two did not go to the foot of the mountain, and they were afraid of going the wrong way when they walked at night.
So, the two of them were hungry for another night.
Early this morning, the two suddenly found that about 100 meters to the right was the road leading to the foot of the mountain.
The two of them, who were already hungry, tried their best to rush down the mountain.
And so, the scene appeared.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them and a fox finally reached the bottom of the mountain.
Then I fainted from hunger.
Next to them, there is a post house.
Half an hour later, the two woke up in a guest room.
On the table in the guest room, there are two bowls of warm somen noodles and two pairs of chopsticks.
When the two of them saw it, they ate without thinking about anything.
"Squeakβ"
The door opened, and a young man walked in.
Hearing the sound, Feng Yan cut off the noodles that were entering his mouth, swallowed it, and put down his chopsticks.
Wang Ling sped up her eating, finished a few bites, then burped and quickly covered her mouth.
"Well, those two bowls of noodles are for you. β
Both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boss, the two little guests are awake. β
The young man shouted.
Then, a middle-aged man with a fortune appeared in the eyes of the two.
This is the owner of the inn where the two of them are.
"You two finally woke up, and I was so scared to death that you somehow collapsed in front of my inn...... If I hadn't seen you and brought you back...... Your family is really ......."
"Well, we didn't bring an adult, but did you see a fox? β
Feng Yan listened to it and knew that it was the owner of the inn who "saved" them with kindness.
But he didn't find Xiao Zi, thinking that Xiao Zi had an accident.
"You said the fox. Speaking of which, it's a real loss, and if it hadn't broken in, I'm afraid I'd have to wait a while to find out that you fell in front of the inn, and there weren't many people in the town at that time......"
"Well, where is it now?"
Wang Ling listened, and was a little grateful to Xiaozi, but also a little worried.
"Oh, it's fine, it's running in the lobby now. Strange to say, this business is a little good today...... Ah, sorry, too much. β
Knowing that Xiao Zi was fine, the two were also relieved.
"That's right, boss......"
ate two bowls of rice and slept in the inn for one night. Although it is well-intentioned, the accounts that should be calculated still have to be calculated.
"Forget it, you guys will be happy for me today, invite you to eat, and don't charge money. β
The owner of the inn said that he would not collect money, and Feng Yan was embarrassed to take out the money.
"By the way, are you here for tomorrow's Three Sect Conferences?"
The two nodded.
The innkeeper was silent for a while, then turned his head and left, leaving a sentence:
"Tut-tut, the fairy road is long......"