The carriage swayed along, and the farther south went, the warmer the weather became.

All the way the willow green like smoke, orchid fragrance, ice-breaking water, budding buds, dispel the cold wind, rich spring rumbling. There were more people in the fields on the side of the road, fertilizing, ploughing the ground, and cultivating ridges, so that the cold air of the winter was all dissipated.

Wu Gan's whole body was wrapped in gauze, and it was quite difficult to even lift his hand. A battle with Gao Cheng, no, where is there a battle, it is purely abused, and it is really a bit miserable.

Chu Ji carefully fed Wu Yan water, and there was a hint of maturity on his little face. Xu Yu's face was a little sad, and he had not yet recovered from the blow of his grandfather's death.

On the wheel, Wu Liao gently flicked the horsewhip, staring at the calf of the village woman in the field who lifted up her trouser legs.

Gao Cheng had already been injured and retreated, with Wu Lone by his side, Wu Yan finally slept peacefully.

After two days, Wu Gen finally came to his senses. Seeing Wu Lonely Youya gnawing on a piece of mutton bone, Wu Yan was angry, "You old sheepskin, you know that your brother was beaten, and you didn't make a move earlier, causing me to become what I am now, be careful I will put nails in your shoes every day in the future."

Wu Lao bared his big yellow teeth, "You only have your mouth left, you deserve to be beaten to death." I didn't want to save you at all, but I saw that Chu Ji's little girl was unattended, so I reluctantly made a move. Weak chicken, practicing the Yijing for so long, is still rubbed on the ground like a dog.

However, being beaten once is not necessarily a good thing, so let you see what a real martial artist is. As the saying goes, if you don't break it, you don't stand up, in the past, you practiced martial arts by yourself, and the bottom floated, so you just took this opportunity to polish your body. In two days, find a quieter place, and I'll make up for your body."

Wu Gen was still a little angry, "By the way, why didn't Gao Cheng be slaughtered on the spot, wouldn't it be trouble for him to seek revenge again in the future."

"Cut." Wu Lonely looked disdainful, "It's just a fight when you come, that old dog will keep it for you, and you will take revenge by yourself."

"Ugh." Wu Yan sighed, "Difficult, in front of that Gao Cheng, any means are like child's play, it's really difficult."

"Waste, you can't beat that three-legged cat, and you still have the face to be the owner of the village. Don't worry, there is Lao Wu here, I will give you a fight from the inside out, although it will be a little difficult to practice martial arts like me in the future, but the average rookie will still be able to catch it."

Suddenly, Wu Lone, who was spitting on the stars flying around, let out a slap and was slapped by Chu Ji who came in from outside, "Eat, eat, eat, you know to eat, all the bones I cooked for my brother let you eat, go out and brush the pot."

"Okay, your honor, sit down." Wu Liao quickly stood up and flatteringly gave up his position.

In the past two days, Wu Lonely and Chu Ji have become familiar. Chu Ji was already a little angry that he didn't rescue him in time, and because he was old and disrespectful, he was pinched to death.

The group walked for a few more days, and Wu Liao parked the car at the foot of a mountain.

At the intersection of the mountain, there is a huge archway, on which there are three big characters of dragon and tiger gate. The mountain looks quiet, looking up, the greenery is verdant, white feathers fly by, and hidden houses are hidden in it.

Looking up and down with his hands behind his back, Wu Lao walked to the archway, "Ho, what a big breath, Dragon Tiger Gate, the cook, I've only heard of the dish Dragon Tiger Fight."

A strong man ran over, "What are you doing, this is a place in the fairy gate, don't wander around blindly if you have nothing to do, be careful with the whip."

Wu Lonely Hehe, "Don't do anything, robbery."

"What's that, robbery?" The strong man looked shocked and didn't react for a while. The first time I heard that someone came to their house and wanted to rob it, "Old thing, are you tired of being crooked or what, I don't know what kind of place this is." c

"You know, it's a place like you that I'm going to rob." Wu Lone's strange eyes rolled, and he looked indifferent.

The strong man was completely enraged, "Old thing, I have to beat you into a pulp of meat and raise flowers today, otherwise my Dragon Tiger Sect will really become a joke in the cultivation world." As he spoke, the man raised his eyebrows and was about to step forward.

Suddenly, the man's eyes flashed, and he found that the scenery on both sides of the mountain road was rapidly receding. When I looked down, I saw that the old man was holding his placket and quickly walking along the mountain road

Go up.

It was only at this time that the strong man finally came to his senses and let out a hysterical cry.

Robbery, this is my old job.

Wu Gan, who was wrapped like a silkworm baby, was leaning on the carriage at this time, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was so excited that his body jumped unconsciously and fell from the car.

Chu Ji hurriedly got out of the car in fright and helped Wu Qian up, his brother and Wu Lonely were both unreliable masters, and they let themselves worry about it every day.

Alas, tired heart.

Listening to the sound of crashing and screaming from time to time on the mountain, looking at the smoke and dust from the collapse of the house, and the frightened birds flying around, Wu Gan's face twitched.

Damn Gao Cheng, beating himself like this, such a good thing, he can't even interfere at this time, hateful.

After an hour, the mountain gradually fell silent, and the sound of footsteps could be heard from the mountain road.

Four people with blue noses and swollen faces carried a sliding rod and walked out of the archway, on which sat Wu Lone. The sliding rod looks newly made, and the chair on it is temporarily reinforced by moving the Taishi chair from somewhere.

There were also three people accompanying the slide pole, one of whom originally had three locks of black beard, but one lock had been ripped off at this time. There were also two older ones, with gray hair and dark eyes, both of whom stood respectfully beside Wu Lone.

"That's it." Wu Lao pointed to the carriage that Wu Yan was sitting in, "What are you doing in a daze, Xiao Min, hurry up and carry people up the mountain."

The middle-aged man with a black beard was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that this so-called Xiao Min was referring to himself. Well, I'm also a door master, and I suddenly became Xiao Min, and I really didn't feel comfortable.

"Okay, carry the guest up the mountain immediately." The middle-aged man hurriedly greeted.

Hulala, more than a dozen people poured out from behind, carrying three sliding rods and fishing. When he walked to the carriage, he cautiously said, "Please go up the mountain."

The master of the Min Sect was messy in a gust of wind, and he had moved all the chairs in his own council hall out.

Belch. Wu Yan was a little speechless, but he still obediently got on the sliding rod.

With a crunching sound, the sliding rod spirals up the mountain road. I have to say that this Longhumen is really well managed, with pavilions and pavilions along the way, embellished in the verdant by the mountain. From time to time, I see rare birds and beasts, and the probe probes are between the mountains and rivers.

Passing by some damaged mountain and stone pavilions, there are hidden traces of formation, looking at their appearance, they should have been destroyed just now.

When you reach the top of the mountain, it is carved fence jade brickwork, layer upon layer of buildings, and flowing clouds pass through the peak, which looks extraordinary. The sliding rod bypassed these houses and arrived at a bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, where the environment was more tranquil, and there were four or five small courtyards in the shade of green bamboo.

This was originally the place where the door master and the elders lived on weekdays, but it was taken by Wu Lone.

When he arrived at the largest courtyard, "Xiao Min" walked a few steps to Wu Lao's side, "My lord, a few distinguished guests may wish to rest here. This place is forbidden in the mountains, and no one is allowed to enter it, so you can recuperate here with peace of mind."

"Well, okay, Min***." Wu Liao rubbed his sleepy eyes, got off the slide rod in an official tone, and gently patted the middle-aged man's head. The face of the Min Sect Master twitched a few times unconsciously, and he quickly changed his smiling face and personally guided a few people in.

The courtyard is not small, Wu Yan is placed in the largest house, Chu Ji and Xu Yi are placed on the left and right, which is also convenient for serving.

"My lord, what do you think you have to command?" The Min Sect Master bowed slightly and asked earnestly.

"Just now I seem to have seen a big tripod in the square, and it will be useful for me to carry it over. In addition, prepare some medicines for me, I said you remember, Tianxing Grass, Ghost Mother Root, Tiger Bone, Red Falcon Blood ......" said more than 20 kinds of medicinal materials one after another.

The eyes of the master of the Min Sect were a little straight, some of the medicinal materials here he had never heard of, how to buy them, and said with a difficult face: "My lord, this door is really small, I am afraid that some of the medicinal materials here are difficult to gather, why don't you see how many of them?"

"No, you won't buy, rob, steal, I don't care what method you use, it's all done before dark." Wu Gan's eyes widened, his eyes showed a fierce light, after thinking about it, he softened his tone, and said seriously: "Xiao Min, I am optimistic about you, this is a test for you by adults, you have to do it well."

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"Yes, yes, I'm going to find a way to do it all before dark, and live up to the expectations of the adults." The master of the Min Sect straightened his chest and said angrily.

In his heart, he wailed again and again, and practiced the eighteen generations of Wulao ancestors on the bed one by one.

is also Xiao Min, who has been the master of the door for more than ten years, which one is not respectful when he sees it, and calls the master of the Min door.

Now that he has been demoted for several generations, it is difficult for his apprentices, apprentices and grandchildren, etc., what kind of little king, little little Zhou, when he thinks of this kind of scene, the master of the Min Sect feels that his eyes are gloomy.

The two white-haired elders beside him couldn't help but laugh secretly when they saw the door master in such a situation, how they didn't know what he was thinking.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Qi, after Ding is carried over, the two of you are responsible for lighting the fire, and Xiao Min still has something to do." Wu Lone's voice came.

The two white-haired "Xiao Zhang" and "Xiao Qi" looked stiff, their faces twitched, and their beards trembled. Use your own tripod to burn the fire, and then use this tripod to sacrifice in the future, and God doesn't split a few thunderbolts to blame.

"What's the matter, what are you doing with your eyebrows?" Wu Liao was a little unhappy.

"No, no, it's nothing, it's been windy these two days, and I've had some cramps."

Soon, the large tripod weighing several thousand catties was carried over and placed in the center of the courtyard. Xiao Zhang and Xiao Qi, with the help of several disciples, poured spring water into the ding, and burned firewood on the shelf.

This tripod is extremely heavy, and it took a long time to make the water slightly hot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Gan, who was lying in the room, asked curiously, "Old Wu, how did you make these people so obedient."

Wu Lao grinned, "What else, it's like taming a horse, if you don't obey, you will be beaten." Today on the mountain, the owner of the door named Min or something was still chattering with me, thinking about doing it, and it would be comfortable to get down with an old fist. It is human nature to be afraid of the strong and bully, they are all cheap bones, whoever has a big fist is the master."

"A few of them can't beat you, then you're not afraid of people shaking people, hundreds or thousands of people will consume you to death." Wu Gen was still a little worried.

"Cut." Wu Lao didn't care, "I told them, even if you find someone to beat Lao Tzu, if you can't beat me, I'll run. As long as I run away, hum, your Longhumen family has a big business, and you can't move the nest. I'm alone, I'll cut you down one day and set a fire to you tomorrow. Sleep with your daughter-in-law at night, and I won't let you throw a few snakes into it, and see who consumes whom."

When Wu Gen heard this, he gasped and stretched out his thumb, "I learned, sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, ruthless enough."

The water in the ding was finally boiling, steaming, and the master of the Min Sect ran in sweaty, not to mention, except for one or two medicinal herbs, the rest was made up by force. After telling about the pain of finding medicine, Wu Lao didn't care too much, after all, there were a few things he said nonsense.

After testing the water temperature and nodding with satisfaction, Wu Lao commanded the people to put the herbs into the ding in order. Gradually, the color of the water changed to green, then to red, and finally to a pool of thick soup that was neither red nor green.

"Come, herd the two-legged sheep." Wu Lao said hello, and Wu Yan was stripped and thrown into the ding.

As soon as "Ah......" entered the water, Wu Gan's miserable cry resounded on the top of the mountain.