He looked at the front fixedly, not daring to go further, outside the valley is a small and grassless open space, legend has it that a predecessor of the Turtle Mansion died here, sleeping underground and not rotting, the aura of this place is frantically plundered in order to be reborn, resulting in the aura thinning and the barren rock exposed. If Xiao Cong goes further, there will be nothing to hide, and his shadow will be as clear as Hongsheng in the watery moonlight tonight.

In desperation, he could only look far away, only to see that as far as the eye could see, it had become a pitch black and nothing, and the only thing that could focus on the vision was Hongsheng's stumbling shadow and an ordinary small dirt bag located not far from Hongsheng.

Xiao Cong was slightly disappointed, and then went directly to the other side of the open space tomorrow night to wait for the rabbit, but he didn't expect that just when he wanted to turn his head, the corner of his eye found that the ordinary little dirt bag had moved, Xiao Cong involuntarily locked his gaze with an incredible look, and went straight to the small dirt bag that was slightly moving before Hongsheng.

Seeing the truth, Xiao Cong's pupils shrank, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed away - what the hell is a dirt bag, it is clearly a huge turtle shell!

Hidden under the cover on the periphery of the clearing, he looked at the person and the turtle so fixedly, he didn't even dare to roll his eyes, and he couldn't even find his breath, and the hidden method taught by the master was afraid that it would not be of much use at this moment, so the only thing Xiao Cong could do now was to let himself fall into a state of suspended animation, because he suspected that if nothing else, the old turtle before Hong's death was one of the four major palm envoys of the Turtle Mansion, Ye Tutian, this thing was too mysterious and weird, and he had a bad relationship with him, so he must be careful。

The purple eyes were not opened, the divine sense was restrained, Xiao Cong was quietly hidden in the shadows like a dead person, and he didn't know what the person and the turtle were doing and what they were talking about.

"Now that I know that there are really cats in Ouyang Xun's small courtyard, it will be in vain, but I can't move now, so I have to wait for them to leave. ”

Xiao Cong thought in his heart.

So, he kept the state of suspended animation until Hongsheng returned, and the old turtle left, but he still did not move, until the sky was about to dawn, he cast the spirit retreat, ran up the highest mountain nearby, and after sitting on the top of the tree to practice the morning class, he used the spirit retreat to rush back to the moon spirit valley, this is really a race against time, because Ouyang Xun's small courtyard is too far away from the moon spirit valley, and Xiao Cong knows that Hongsheng has always been punctual, so he has to play the spirit retreat to the extreme, in order to return to the moon spirit valley before Hongsheng arrives on time without missing any horses。

When Hongsheng knocked on the door and entered, Xiao Cong had just finished pouring out his costume and sat down on the felt in front of the table, and the time was just right.

After breakfast, Xiao Cong began to teach Hongsheng to practice as usual, about Mo Yan taught kung fu for two hours, and then let Hongsheng practice on the side, while he made a pot of good tea on the small table in front of the window, and kept flipping through the picture scroll in his hand, his heart was not quiet and restless.

Absent-mindedly when teaching Hongsheng to practice, holding the picture scroll in his hand and feeling upset, Xiao

Satoshi feels like a towel fluttering in the wind, moving with the wind, but the wind never stops.

"It's a tricky no-problem!"

He couldn't help but think to himself that he had finally stopped trying to avoid the problem by distracting himself, and the scroll lay quietly on his half-opened and half-clenched right hand, his unfocused gaze straight ahead.

"Let's start with Ouyang Xun's small courtyard first, or help Hongsheng first? What happened to Hongsheng last night? What kind of old turtle is it? What does he want to do with Hongsheng......

One question after another kept appearing in Xiao Cong's mind, like a mess of more and more chaotic, he tried to find the crux of the problem, but found that he had no way to start.

His back leaned back on a bamboo chair, his left hand resting on his thigh, his thumb and forefinger rubbing back and forth, his brow furrowed.

"After all, there is still too little information to grasp, and the speed is not reached, maybe I am too persistent now......"

Slowly, his brows relaxed, and then, he put down the picture scroll in his hand, sat up straight at the same time, picked up a cup and took a sip of tea, and finally put down the delicate blue and white porcelain quilt, and turned his head to look at Hongsheng who was practicing seriously outside the door.

He suddenly smiled, like the pond after the summer rain suddenly bloomed with lotus flowers, he felt that he liked this stupid child more and more, and he didn't know why, anyway, he just liked it!

"Hongsheng, don't practice yet, come and have a cup of tea with me. Xiao Cong waved his hand at Hongsheng through the small window and greeted with a smile.

Hongsheng, who was swinging his fist and walking, heard Xiao Cong beckoning him and turned his head suddenly, his movements stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help but fall because of habit.

Seeing this, Xiao Cong let out a few chuckles, Hongsheng steadied his son, looked at Xiao Cong cutely, scratched his head on the side of his lips, and let out a few smirks with a little shyness, Xiao Cong didn't know what Hongsheng was laughing at, maybe Hongsheng himself didn't know what he was laughing at.

Hongsheng staggered into the door, walked straight to the felt opposite Xiao Cong and sat down, Xiao Cong picked up the small teapot and poured a cup of tea for Hongsheng, Hongsheng picked up the cup and drank it all, and then put down the teacup, looking at the small and delicate teapot in Xiao Cong's hand, his red face was full of hope that could not be concealed.

Xiao Cong was amused by Hongsheng's funny appearance like a puppy again, and then, he took out all the teacups in the tea tray, lined them up, and filled them one by one.

Xiao Cong raised his eyebrows at Hongsheng, Hongsheng comprehended, combined his hands, and drank the tea in the cup one by one cup one by one, not a drop left, and then, he stretched out his pale red tongue greedily tiǎn) a circle of lips, and said:

"Thank you, Fourth Young Master. ”

Xiao Cong stopped laughing and said:

"You've been practicing here a lot, how do you feel?"

"Back to the fourth young master, apart from the increase in physical strength, I haven't felt any other changes. Hongsheng replied truthfully, "But I believe that as long as I work hard, I will definitely reap the rewards!"

Xiao Cong smiled and said:

"Diligence is important, but in the end

It's still a dead brain, everything in the world is born from the Tao, derived from the Tao, and now I don't practice anymore, it's good to listen to me preach for you. ”

"Good!" Hongsheng nodded heavily, and replied firmly.

............

During the day, he had been preaching to Hongsheng, and when Hongsheng went to prepare dinner, he took a nap, and when Hongsheng knocked on Xiao Cong's door again, Xiao Cong woke up in response, and the spiritual platform was clear, and he felt refreshed, as if he had slept for a long night.

It's a long game!