It was only said that along the way, Shaoqing and the Yanwa immortal looked at each other unpleasantly, and they quarreled all the way over, until they found that the footprints of those little peach gods were almost covered by the heavy snow, and just as they were about to split up, they heard a sound from the treetops above. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, do you have time to accompany these boys to play in the mountains and rivers?" Shan Xiao sat on the branch of the tree and held a hairy grass and frowned slightly, and the monkey was still lying on his back.

Seeing his appearance, Lord Yanwa immediately tightened her face, "Mandrill, do you dare to come from the door by yourself?"

Shanxiao sat on it with a leisurely expression, "Isn't Lord Yanwa always looking for me, you still have an opinion when I come over by myself, yes, count me as sentimental!" As he spoke, he got up and was about to leave, when he was smashed by Shaoqing below.

"Stinky and shameless dare to run, I see where you run, Lao Tzu will avenge those innocent victims today!" Shaoqing glared angrily at the people above.

The mandrill rubbed the smashed skull, and glanced at the kid below, "I wanted to let you go, don't blame me for your own death!"

Yanwa Immortal looked at him and his face tightened, "I think you dare!"

Hearing this threatening mandrill, the mandrill was a little impatient, and glanced at the kid below boringly, "A little cub with no hair, it's endless?"

The fairy jumped on the branch, "For mutilating innocent lives, I will definitely take you for the crime!"

Shanxiao glared, "How many times do you want Lao Tzu to tell you, those things have been there since my Lao Tzu, when did I kill innocent people, you come up with evidence, don't frame me!"

Yanwa Immortal followed and glared, "Then you also show evidence of what you said, I naturally won't wronged you, if you are really wronged, then what is the matter with these children below? Who was going to take them as supper just now?"

Shanxiao angrily threw away the fan in his hand, "They made a mess of my cave house, Lao Tzu is just talking to scare and scare them, are you serious? This year, the peaches on the mountain have been defeated by them, you are generous, you are generous, I see that you will eat a fart next, drink your northwest wind, go to you!"

Yanwa Immortal stood on the branch and shook off the red silk and slapped the person over there with a big mouth, "I told you a long time ago, pay attention to this when talking to this great immortal, Lao Tzu has a bad temper!"

The mandrill was pumped and almost fell off it, but fortunately, the monkey behind him grabbed a branch and stood firmly, covering his throbbing face, and was angry at the moment, "You little fart boy Lao Tzu doesn't pay attention to you, you kick your nose on the face, don't you, Daxian Mao, if you are the Great Immortal Lao Tzu or the Jade Emperor, you Daxian Why don't you go to heaven, what are you doing here...... "He scolded in his mouth and pounced with his hand, forcing Lord Yanwa to take dozens of steps back.

I don't know if the little red man above is a fairy, it looks like it's out of the world, but if you want to listen to him and look at his temper, I really don't dare to compliment, looking at him above and fighting against that mandrill, Shaoqing below was robbed of the scene, standing on the ground rubbing his hands and his head was smoking, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at him, "If you go on like this, you can bake sweet potatoes!"

Shaoqing glanced at him, "Don't mention sweet potatoes to me, Lao Tzu is already hungry!" As soon as the words came out, I saw a few little peach gods over there carrying a large potato and looking over there, and was stunned for a moment after listening to his words, and then ran away without a trace, and saw Shaoqing's mung bean eyes, and he couldn't straighten his waist with a wide smile.

It is only said that the fairy and the mandrill are fighting hotly on it, the red silk is like a sword one after another, and the skin is broken by rubbing a little, and the mandrill is beaten by him and runs straight up the mountain, Shaoqing can't help but be surprised by the combat effectiveness of this little red man, it seems that it is really not easy to provoke.

Following all the way to the wild run, Shaoqing and Jun Ze finally saw the artificial staircase that stretched up from the bottom of the mountain, and it snowed so much that they didn't even cover it, and when they got closer, they found that it was clearly a trace of someone cleaning, and when they turned their heads, they finally remembered the original intention of coming here with their little brother, could it be that the old man who was too early would come down to sweep the snow when he was fine?

After a stunned effort, the Yanwa Immortal and the mandrill above had long since disappeared, and looked back at Xiao Ze behind, "Let's go up to find Grandpa, he will definitely not leave us alone!"

Jun Ze glanced at him, "I think you're hungry and looking for something to eat, right?"

Shaoqing rolled his eyes at him, "I think you don't want to be hungry at all!"

As soon as the words landed, I saw the wide-ranging Kuoluo who had disappeared for a while come out of there, holding a sweet potato in his hand and laughing: "How about eating this when you're hungry?"

As soon as he saw that he had found that thing, Shaoqing immediately raised his eyebrows, and trotted all the way over, "Where did you find it?"

Kuoluo glanced back at the messy grass behind him, "There are a lot of them over there, it seems that someone planted them on purpose." ”

Hearing this, Shaoqing ran over there, muttering, "Where will anyone come to farm in this hellish place!" seemed to have completely forgotten the little red man just now.

Peeling off the thick layer of snow, and sure enough, seeing that there were sweet potatoes below, Shaoqing picked up the Kunyu sword on his back and was about to start, looking at his appearance, Jun Ze frowned, "You dare to use that to pout the ground?"

Shaoqing glanced at him, smash it, smash it, and finally could only throw the guy in his hand back again, scratching the ground with his bare hands, but it was all frozen, where could he move it, and he handed him his short knife, and the kid glanced at him and pouted, "Don't think that if you help me two things, I will ignore the previous suspicions!" said and lowered his head to dig sweet potatoes.

Kuo Luo squatted down to the side, looking at the little curly hair in front of him and crying and laughing, "Eh, what are you doing here?"

Shaoqing pouted the frozen soil with difficulty, "Find my grandfather!"

"Your grandfather?" Kuoluo was a little surprised, but it was really funny.

Shaoqing glared at him, "You laugh at a fart, what's wrong with Lao Tzu looking for grandpa, aren't you happy?"

Kuo Luo opened the sweet potato seedlings for him, "Your grandfather is the ancestor of the primordial cultivator on this mountain?"

Shaoqing didn't raise his head, "Don't you know?"

Kuoluo looked at his dirty hands, "Didn't your father lead you to visit his old man the day he brought you back?"

Shaoqing frowned, "My dad is busy, how can he have that kung fu!" Speaking of this, he raised his head and stared at the people around him, "Isn't there going to be a meeting today, don't you follow your big brother to go around and follow us up?"

Kuoluo grinned, "I met a kid foaming at the mouth on the road, and I thought something was wrong, it was originally a funeral, but who knew that it would be a farce in the end!"

The ghost idea he played was recognized, Shaoqing didn't feel embarrassed, buried his head again, pulled out a big potato with great effort, and screamed and was about to show his skills, but unexpectedly he was looking at the two figures standing there in the distance and looked at it in a daze, putting aside the sweet potato and looking over, but it turned out to be two fourteen or fifteen-year-old little Taoist boys, one with a basket in his hand, and the other with a hoe on his shoulder.

"Steal a fart, this is what someone planted!" Kuo Luo said and pulled Shaoqing up, and drank a few kids over there who were also stealing sweet potatoes, and everyone immediately stopped, and raised their little heads one by one to look at the two people over there, like a group of marmots.

"Well, your mother's family is here to pick you up this time. Kuoluo looked at the little curly hair on the side.

Shaoqing, "......"