He remembered that the last time he saw Wang Gan, his buddy's skin was still that healthy wheat color, how long had it been since he had seen it to become so white?

"The aura in the mountains is moisturizing, what skin care products do you use?"

"Still reading those Taoist scriptures, have you realized something?" Zhao Bo glanced at the scriptures on the desk.

"I've really realized a lot of things." Wang Qian said truthfully.

"Hey, you're addicted, do you really think you're a hermit? This rouge rice is also grown, and you won the bet back then, so it's time to go down the mountain, right? ”

He was present when Wang Gan made a bet, and the other party was just a joke, so his buddy was more serious.

It doesn't matter if the bookseller is angry, or if he is stubborn.

He wasted nearly three years of his youth on this mountain.

How many three years are there in life, how many years of youth?

"What to do down the mountain, it's good on the mountain, there are rice, vegetables, fruits, pure natural, no pollution, nothing to do to read the scriptures, write calligraphy, go to the mountains to go around, how good!" Wang Qian said with a smile.

The first two years were to stay on this mountain in one breath, but now I really like such a carefree life, and I am willing to do it.

"Hey, hey, are you really going to learn from Mr. Wuliu, pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, and see Nanshan leisurely?"

"I really think that my life is very good now, carefree and free."

"Well, you're stubborn here! The other one is now beautiful! Zhao Bo decided to stimulate his buddy.

"I'm greedy, why don't I give you a fortune?" Wang Qian quipped.

"You can pull it down, you yourself are so poor that you can't open the pot and give me a fortune, you paid me back the money last time, it was really from selling ginseng?"

"Of course, what do you think?"

"I won't go around with you, it's time for dinner, clean up and follow me down the mountain, I'll have a treat at noon." As he spoke, Zhao Bo stood up.

"You don't have to go down the mountain, just eat on this mountain, I invite you to taste this rouge rice."

"Okay!" Zhao Bo clapped his hands.

Wang Qian brought water from the spring in the mountain and used it to steam rice.

After a while, the rich aroma wafted out.

"Well, it smells so good!"

The earth dog also entered the house when he smelled the fragrance, and wandered around the pot table.

"I'll be yours later." Wang Qian smiled and drove the earth dog aside.

After a short time, the rice was steamed and tasted more fragrant.

Wang Qianyou fried two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, and then served a bowl of rice to Zhao Bo and a pot to Tugou.

"Well, it looks delicious." Looking at the "rouge rice" in the bowl, Zhao Bo couldn't wait to take a bite.

"Delicious, delicious!" I didn't care about burning my mouth, and while eating, I made a "hiss, hiss" sound.

"Slow down, don't say anything else, this rice tube is enough."

"You don't deserve this rice!" After eating two bites of food, Zhao Bo stopped eating vegetables, only ate "rouge rice", and ate three bowls in a row.

"It's sweet and sweet, soft and tender without losing its tendons, it's really delicious, the ancient emperor Lao'er eats this kind of rice every day, he will enjoy it too much, and he will decorate it for me later."

"No problem!" Wang Qian said with a smile after hearing this.

After eating, Zhao Bo went to Wang Gan's recliner.

"Heh, comfortable." Stretched.

"It would be better if there was another beautiful woman next to her to beat her legs and rub her shoulders!"

The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Bao got up and prepared to go down the mountain.

"You take this tea back, it's rouge rice, oh, and this one for you." Wang Qian folded up a "talisman to ward off evil spirits" and handed it to him.

"What is this?"

"Evil charms, wear them on your body to keep you safe." Wang Gandao.

"Where, when did you start believing in these things?"

"It's not sinking when you wear it on your body, it's very effective."

"Wait, you don't want to cultivate immortals on this mountain, right?" Zhao Bo stared at his friend very seriously.

"It's hard to say about cultivating immortals, I'm refining qi."

"Qi refining?"

Hiss, Zhao Bo raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling that his head hurt slightly, and he was a little worried about his buddy now.

After staying in the mountains for a long time, not only the skin has changed, but also the brain.

He thought about letting Wang Qian go down the mountain as soon as possible, and if he continued to stay on the mountain like this, something might happen!

"Let's go, I'll send you down the mountain."

After sending Zhao Bo down the mountain, he returned to the house to rest for a while, and Wang Qian began to get busy in the hut again.

A few days ago he learned three charms in one day, and today he has successfully drawn two charms, and there is still one "Golden Armor Spell" left.

After the spell is cast, the whole body is like being covered with a layer of golden armor, invulnerable, and the ghosts and gods are difficult to hurt.

But the spell was a little harder than he thought.

Although some of the spells look similar, each spell is drawn differently and the spell is different.

One, two......

failed again and again, Wang Qian was not anxious or annoyed, calm down,

Spell

Cinnabar and yellow paper are the medium, the carrier, the introduction, the bridge,

It carries the mana and spirit of the spellcaster, and is a bridge between the caster and the heavens, earth, ghosts and gods.

A talisman, a lead, a bridge,

Fu Cheng is called by ghosts and gods, because it can urge the power between heaven and earth, and lead the Nine Heavens Divine Qi to be used by the caster, and once it is cast, it has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods.

Wang Qianyun's pen seems to be slow, but there is no sense of obscurity, as if he has practiced this spell I don't know how many times.

Cinnabar is like a red river, and the tip of the pen is like a swimming dragon,

Their own essence and cultivation are integrated into it,

Closing the pen,

A flash of brilliance,

It's done!

"Golden Armor Curse"

"Rifle!" Wang Qian came to the outside of the hut with a charm and called the earth dog.

Whew, woohoo!

Looking at the runic paper in his hand, the earth dog was three meters away, and he ran towards the mountain without looking back.

"Run, you ran past me?"

Wang Qian urged the spell, his figure flashed, and ten meters away, he caught up with the earth dog in two or three strokes.

"Go!"

With a flick of his hand, the spell turned into a yellow light, flew out at once, and landed on the earth dog.

Whew!

The earth dog let out a miserable howl, as if it had anticipated what would happen to him next.

He didn't move there, he just screamed.

After a while, it shook its head, wagged its tail, and blinked.

"Strange, how can you move this time?"

Just when it was puzzled, Wang Qian stepped to its side and reached out to stroke its body a few times.

"Laifu, do you feel anything special?"

"I don't feel like I'm there anymore, you quickly tear it off for me." ”

The earth dog barked and shook its head.

"This is a good thing, the golden armor spell is used to protect the body, with the blessing of this charm, it is like wearing gold armor, invulnerable, invulnerable, water and fire."

I'll try it, Wang Gan spoke, without the slightest warning, a punch hit the earth dog, the earth dog flew out more than a meter and fell to the ground, rolled a few circles, stunned for a moment, got up and barked at Wang Gan.