"That guy did come to my side, but he probably slipped through the window again when he saw that I wasn't there." Yuan Ming picked up the piece of paper, handed it to Chen Wan, and said.

"So what now, do you know where it's going?" Chen Wan glanced at it and hurriedly asked.

"I've only been with it for a month and a half, and I can't say that I fully understand its habits, so I can only try to help you find it." Yuan Ming sighed and said.

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother Yuan." Chen Wan said gratefully.

"In this way, I will go to the mountain in front of the Fire Refining Hall to look for it, I will go to the direction of the back mountain, and shout a few times in the forest, maybe if you hear my voice, it will come back." Yuan Ming thought about it and said.

"Okay." Chen Wan hurriedly said.

After Chen Wan left, Yuan Ming did not rush to the back mountain, but came outside the house and searched around the windowsill.

Sure enough, after a while, he found the traces left by Huo Glutton.

"After the completion of the cultivation of the first layer of the Dark Moon Technique, my insight is also much stronger than before, this feeling is really good." Yuan Ming admired in his heart.

He immediately relied on his experience in chasing fierce beasts with the blessing of his soul power, and followed the traces of Huo Yu'er and searched all the way.

The little fellow came out of his house, climbed up the ancient pine tree beside it, climbed over the courtyard wall, and went back to the mountain.

Yuan Ming followed the trail all the way to the bamboo forest of the main residence of the three caves.

Just when he thought that the guy had returned home, he found that his track had suddenly changed, bypassing the courtyard of the three cave masters, and going down the mountain along a path in the back mountain.

Yuan Ming pursued the past all the way, until the foot of the mountain, he couldn't see the guy, so he could only continue to track.

Unconsciously, Yuan Ming followed its footprints to a valley.

As soon as he entered the valley, Yuan Ming smelled a strange aroma, and when he suddenly came back to his senses, he found that not far ahead, a ridge covering an area of land had appeared.

From a distance, a field is neatly divided, and it is full of plants of different colors.

The complex and strange aroma came from that field.

Yuan Ming's eyes were condensed, and at a glance, he saw that in a field with red plants growing in it, there was a clump of plants that were violently stirring, and a fluffy red tail was rising high from the side.

Yuan Ming hurriedly took three steps and made two steps, and rushed over there.

Sure enough, the guy was with his tail cocked, burying his head in the ground and digging for something.

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at the terrain left and right, and suddenly found that he was in the valley between the peak of the Fire Refining Hall and the peak of the Refining Furnace Hall, and the fields of different colors in front of him were most likely the medicine fields of a certain Refining Furnace Hall elder.

"You snack!"

Yuan Ming's head suddenly felt big, and he hurriedly grabbed Huo Yu'er's tail and picked it up.

However, Huo Yu'er struggled violently, holding on to the elixir on the ground and refusing to let go, and when Yuan Ming pulled it up, the elixir was also pulled out by him with roots and mud.

Huo Yu'er was hanging upside down in the air with his tail, and he was about to get angry, when he saw that it was Yuan Ming, he immediately put out the fire, and showed Yuan Ming the elixir in his hand.

Yuan Ming looked at the appearance of the elixir's roots being fiery red in color and full of flame-like roots, and immediately recognized that it was a fire-attribute spirit grass called "Fire Earth Beard".

He wanted to snatch it from the craving's hand and bury it again.

As a result, the little guy was in a hurry, opened his mouth and bit down a large piece, scribbled it twice, and swallowed it.

"You ......" Yuan Ming was speechless, and could only look around with a weak heart.

At this time, he noticed that on the other side of the medicine field, there was a small pond, and next to it was a dry stilt house made of wood and thatch.

Next to the house, facing the pond, sat a man wearing a hat and carrying a fishing rod.

"Oops." Yuan Ming secretly said that it was not good, and he was about to slip away with the gluttony.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't have the slightest sense of being a thief, and while gnawing on the fire mustache, he let out a "poof" and let out a loud fart.

Yuan Ming wanted to cover its back door, but it was too late.

When he looked at the man by the pond, he had already turned his head to look at him, looking at each other, and he was really a little embarrassed.

At this time, Huo Yu'er also seemed to have realized that he was in trouble, broke free from Yuan Ming's hands, and ran away in a puff of smoke.

Yuan Ming stood in place, neither running, nor not running, in a dilemma.

"That little friend, come and talk?" The man in the hat shouted from afar.

Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

When he got closer, he saw that the beards and hair of the people under the hats were all white, and they looked like they were already old, but they were in good spirits and did not show the slightest bit of old age.

Yuan Mingzheng was wording, not knowing how to explain.

I heard the old man speak: "It's okay, it's not the first time that the fire marten has come, and my master won't blame it." ”

"Master?" Yuan Ming was surprised.

"This medicine field belongs to the elder of the Refining Furnace Hall, I have a spare job here, planting fields, fishing, and often bumping into that little guy." The old man got up with a smile, took out a small wooden stool from the room, and placed it beside him.

Yuan Ming thought about it, then came to the old man and sat down.

"What do you call a little friend?" The old man asked.

"Junior Fire Refining Hall disciple Yuan Ming, I don't know what you call it?" Yuan Ming asked.

"I like fishing, they all call me Fishman, you can just call me that." The old man smiled kindly and said.

"Senior Yuweng, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry that this guy has caused you trouble." Yuan Ming felt that this old man had an extraordinary bearing, and most of them were the owners of this medicine field, rather than an idle fisherman who looked at the medicine field.

"It's okay, it's not fun for me to be here alone, it comes once in a while, and it can help me relieve my boredom. Don't say it, this little guy is very clever, and sometimes I haven't found a ripe elixir yet, but he always finds it. The fish man said with a smile.

Yuan Ming didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"The fish veterans have gained a lot today." He glanced at the fish basket at the old man's feet, in which seven or eight fish glowing with colored scales were stacked on top of each other.

"This silver-scaled colored fish is a good thing, and it is very supplemental. In a moment, I'll stew a pot and give you a taste. The fish man smiled smugly and said without any emotion.

"Then bother." Yuan Ming was already at a loss, so he didn't refuse.

The fish man also seemed to be a cool man, and as he spoke, he had already gotten up and brought out a red clay stove, set up a black iron pot, and added water.

I didn't see what he did with it, but after cleaning it, he threw two fat silver-scaled colored fish into the pot.

The fire rises, the sound of "grunt" soon sounds, and the milky white fish soup in the pot immediately rolls up.

A rich aroma penetrated Yuan Ming's nasal cavity.

"It's so fragrant......" he couldn't help but admire.

"The scales of this fish are very special, they will melt by themselves after boiling, and the aroma is not of the flesh, but of the scales, taste it......," the fish man said, handing over a wooden spoon.

Yuan Ming was not polite, took it and scooped it up, and drank it.

The soft fish soup entrance, the aroma suddenly rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover, making him feel refreshed, as if the spirit platform was clear.

Something is wrong, this fish is so wrong.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows, and his eyes lit up a little.

"Yuan Xiaoyou, you know the goods, you taste different, right?" The fish man said with a smile.

"This fish soup contains spiritual power and can nourish the mind." Yuan Ming immediately nodded and said.

"Hehe, the fish in other places don't have this taste, it's all because this medicine field has good water and soil, and from time to time there are various elixir seeds falling into the pond, so that fish with such a wonderful taste can be raised." Yu Weng said.

"The younger generation is ashamed to be so entertained by the seniors." Yuan Ming said.

"Hey...... Meeting is fate. I'm an old man, and I don't have much to do here all day, so it's great to have multiple people to talk to and chat. The fish man waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Looking at your appearance, you don't look like a native of Southern Xinjiang, but like you came from the Central Plains, how did you end up in this Biluo Cave?" As he spoke, he asked again.

Yuan Ming's mind turned, and after thinking for a moment, he chose what he could say about his experience as a furry beast slave, and briefly talked about it.

The fish man frowned when he heard this, and exclaimed: "In this way, your experience is extremely tortuous. Speaking of which, I also went to the Central Plains in my early years, and so many years have passed since I didn't want to blink an eye. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Ming immediately came to his senses.

"My predecessors have been to the Central Plains, what kind of place is that?" Yuan Ming hurriedly asked.

"Prosperous, lively, it is a very different place from southern Xinjiang. Especially the women in the Central Plains, unlike the southern Xinjiang, the body is soft as if there are no bones, and the skin is as smooth as silk...... Ahem, alas, the past is unbearable......" The fishman coughed dryly twice, stopping the memories of those light veils.

"People are not romantic teenagers, and the predecessors must have walked in the red dust back then...... The Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang are thousands of miles apart, and there are 100,000 mountains in the middle. Yuan Ming asked.

In fact, what he wanted to know was, how did Yu Weng get to the Central Plains back then?

"At that time, unlike now, there was a lot of trade between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang, and I followed the caravan, although there were twists and turns along the way, but with the horse team leading the way and the mercenaries protecting it, it was not too hard." Yu Weng said.

"Not now?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Alas, southern Xinjiang has been in turmoil for many years, and trade with the Central Plains has long been gone. Now many mercenary organizations are not engaged in protecting caravans, but robbing caravans, and it is not so easy to go to the Central Plains. The fish man continued.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Yu Weng saw some clues, and said with a smile: "Yuan Xiaoyou doesn't have to be too sad, you are a cultivator, you have your own cultivation as your body, and when you succeed in cultivation in the future and protect yourself, can't you go back to the Central Plains?" ”

"The seniors laughed, the days in the sect were already very good, and today I have to meet the seniors, what will I return to the Central Plains? It's just that my memory is vague and I'm a little curious. Yuan Ming smiled and said.

"It's okay, if you want to hear about the Central Plains in the future, just come to me, and I'll stew fish for you to eat. But don't come empty-handed next time, bring some beast meat and wine or something, it's even better, haha......" The fish man laughed casually.

Yuan Ming responded with a smile, and the guests and hosts were all happy, and they returned happily.

In the evening, when Yuan Ming returned to his residence, he found Huo Yu'er squatting on his desk.

Seeing him enter the house, the little guy leaned in with a little weakness and rubbed Yuan Ming's trousers with his head, as if apologizing for his behavior of abandoning him and running away today.

Yuan Ming lifted his toes and dragged the back of its neck, as if carrying a child who had made a mistake, and sent it back to Chen Wan.

(End of chapter)