Chapter 8: The Scenery Under the Mountain
"Uncle Kong, won't my father and mother go down the mountain with us?" Chi Zihan's immature little face was full of anxiety, and he seemed to be a little flustered, Old Man Kong stroked Chi Zihan's head and said dotingly: "They are taking care of things on the mountain, and they will come down the mountain in a few days, so don't worry." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "After getting along with each other in the past few days, Old Man Kong likes Chi Zihan very much, and thinks that he is quiet and connotative, although he is talented, but he has no arrogance at all, he is a rare good seedling, and even juxtaposes him with Chi Feng.
"Well, Uncle Kong, can we stay in the town down the mountain for a few more days, I haven't come down the mountain for a long time, and I want to play a few more days. Chi Zihan continued.
"It's not up to you Uncle Kong to decide, I have to ask Li Zhendutong, but it shouldn't be a big problem. Old man Kong replied. This Li Dutong is the commander of the internal army on Ziqiong Mountain, and his cultivation is second only to Chi Feng and his wife, and even higher than the old friend who Chi Feng rescued. But although his cultivation is high, he is very honest, and he basically has no brains, and he has been cheated by his friends many times, and he almost killed him a few times, but it has not changed at all. Chi Feng also had a headache about this brother's character, so he let him serve as the commander of the internal army, firstly, his cultivation was high enough, and his shortcomings became his advantages, and secondly, let him have as little contact with the outside as possible, so as not to be killed by those so-called "friends".
After listening to Old Man Kong's words, Li Zhen's face became ugly, as if he wanted to say something, and seemed to want to squeeze out a smile, and finally just Mu Na replied: "Okay, we also have real estate in that city in Ziqiong Mountain, and the little young master has been there before." In this regard, Old Man Kong's understanding is that this Li Zhen is really wooden and not good at communicating with people. And Li Zhen's heart is: Although the little young master is polite, but he is very stubborn, this old man Kong may be going to suffer, should I tell him, last time I told Brother Erhu, but Brother Erhu didn't care about my words, he was not lightly played, and then blamed me for not saying it carefully, Brother Feng often said that I should pay attention to the world, then I won't say it this time, this old man Kong can't say anything about me, he didn't ask me.
At this time, the old man Kong was still happily thinking about how to promote the relationship with the little master, and the young master Chi in the car was thinking about how to make the old man Kong vomit some blood and make up for his homesickness, although he grew up in the mountains, but the pit was abducted and deceived by the basic plenum, when he was one or two years old, he often stole the maids' makeup to draw on their underwear, once stole Jing Lan's underwear, and was beaten in bed for more than ten days, but he still did not change his teachings, but he never dared to steal his "respect" again It wasn't until after he fell off the cliff, after his mother's careful explanation, and let him take his "work" to the street, that he understood how ridiculous things were before, and now his face will be hot when he thinks about it. But even so, catching bugs, weird little beasts scare the maids, jumping the maids from behind, adding meals to the male guards during training, and almost "doing all kinds of evil", but even so, Chi Feng and his wife still think that he is very well-behaved, because most of these are done when they are not there, and they think that Chi Zihan only does it occasionally. The maids and guards also like this little young master very much, most of them are just some mortals, and some of them only have low cultivation, and they may never have any more intersections with this little young master in their lives, for such a "noble" little master to play with them, they all have an inexplicable emotion flowing in their hearts. Because at the foot of the mountain, in such an immortal sect, many people like them are regarded as ants, and they don't care about their life and death at all, and some of their brothers and sisters have lived in such a sect, and in comparison, they feel more and more beautiful here.
Chi Zihan was quietly pranayama in the room, and Ziqiong Guo was scattered on the table, when there was a knock on the door, as well as the voice of Old Man Kong: "Zihan, are you here, is it convenient for me to come in?"
"Uncle Kong, come in, what does Uncle Li say?" Chi Zihan replied.
"Li Dutong agreed, we will go to the small courtyard where you often live, you can have a good time here these days, but you don't have to miss it too much, if you want to come back in the future, you can come back at any time." Old man Kong sat on a chair in the room, his eyes fell on the purple qiongguo, a little surprised.
"Uncle Kong, what's wrong with you, is there anything wrong with this purple qiongguo" Chi Zihan was a little puzzled
"Oh, it's nothing, don't you have to refine it and eat it directly?" Some of the purple qiong fruits still have Chi Zihan's tooth marks on them
"Yes, I think this will be more helpful for my cultivation. ”
"Yes, haha, then your physique is really good," Old Man Chi said with some emotion. Although the effect of absorption is very low, and the process is very painful, but the effect on the internal body is undoubted, and the internal baptism is very helpful for future cultivation, but it can accept this kind of violent yuan force that has not been refined, and the strength of the body is not generally high, at most about ten a day, look at the fruits on the table, less than a hundred, it is estimated that it is all the amount these days, and it is almost the same when you calculate the day when the pool wind returns.
"Then I won't bother you with your cultivation, Uncle Kong will leave first."
"Okay, Uncle Kong, you're going to go shopping with me tomorrow. ”
"Okay, that's a deal. Old man Kong was worried that he didn't have a chance to express himself, but now he finally came, and then left with pity for Chi Zihan and a yearning for tomorrow. What he didn't know was that the fruit he saw was only the amount of a cold pond. I don't know that tomorrow will greet him not with a bright future, but with a stormy "hope".