Yang Fengtian returned home, the house was empty, and there was a shadow of his mother everywhere, as if he had never left.

At noon, "Xiaotian, come and eat noodles, Aunt Huang made some noodles, you eat first, if it's not enough, I'll add it to you." Aunt Huang next door brought a bowl of hot noodles, "If it's not enough, don't be polite to Aunt Huang, as long as Aunt Huang has a stutter, she will definitely not let you go hungry!" ”

"Enough is enough, thank you Aunt Huang, Aunt Huang, the noodles you make are so fragrant!" Yang Fengtian hurriedly bowed to Aunt Huang.

"Then you eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold. Aunt Huang has to go back to feed your brother first, and if you have something, call me and go! Aunt Huang rushed home to feed the child.

Yang Fengtian ate the noodles, remembered the taste of the noodles made by his mother, tears fell into the bowl, and his mother's kind smile appeared in front of his eyes.

"Mother's revenge, I must revenge, and it is not a way to rely on neighbors to help me, my mother said that a gentleman should strive for self-improvement." Yang Fengtian wiped his tears and said firmly: "I must avenge my mother, and I must cultivate to become an immortal!" ”

After Yang Fengtian made up his mind, he stripped off the bowl of noodles, took a few sets of clothes and the only remaining silver at home into a package, and left a note for the village chief to explain his whereabouts!

Before leaving, Yang Fengtian came to his mother's grave and knocked his head four times in a row.

Then, he resolutely got up, gritted his teeth and ran in the direction of Quanshui City.

At noon, countless street vendors poured into the streets, shouting loudly to do business.

The city of springs was crowded with people, one after another, in groups of three or five, or on foot, or in ox carts, horse-drawn carts, burden-carrying people, carts, carrying baskets, all kinds of pedestrians rushed to the city.

Yang Fengtian has been to Quanshui City a few times, and he has long been surprised!

He didn't care about playing around when he first arrived here, and the most important thing now was to find someone to ask when the Xiuzhen Sect would come to Quanshui City to accept apprentices.

"I don't know, I don't know, go away, go away without buying something, don't get in the way of my business"

"Xiuzhen? It's not good to find a job, it's so ambitious all day long, do you think it's so easy to cultivate the truth? ”

"Oh, it's my first time in Quanshui City, and I don't know!"

"The Xiuzhen Sect accepts disciples? I heard that it is an apprentice once every three years, but the specific time has not yet been decided! ”

"I'll know best if I ask about this, hehehehe, but shouldn't I give some moisturizing money before answering!"

Yang Fengtian asked dozens of people one after another, basically either he didn't know or didn't know, or he wanted to defraud him of his money.

The more Yang Fengtian asked, the more anxious he became, and he bumped into a person head-on, and was knocked to the ground for a while, and when he reacted, the person was gone!

"Kid, hurry up and check if your package is missing? That guy isn't a good guy and has been staring at you for a long time! The uncle next to him kindly reminded in a low voice.

When Yang Fengtian heard this, he hurriedly checked the package and found that the only remaining silver taels were missing.

"The silver is gone, what can I do?" Yang Fengtian lost the strength to ask for directions for a while, and felt that all his strength was gone, so he found a corner and sat on the spot, really like a little beggar!

It was getting darker, and there were noticeably fewer pedestrians on the road.

"Gollum~Gollum~" Yang Fengtian's stomach made a loud noise.

Yang Fengtian suddenly smelled the fragrance of steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, and his body involuntarily came to a steamed bun shop.

There is a short black little fat man in the bun shop who is quickly packing a large bag of steamed buns, and he is still looking around when packing.

The little fat man found that Yang Fengtian was staring blankly at the steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, and asked tentatively, "You want to buy steamed buns?" ”

Yang Fengtian swallowed his saliva and replied timidly: "My money was stolen, and I have no money." ”

"It's okay, then, I'm in for a treat!" The little fat man grabbed a big steamed bun and threw it to Yang Fengtian.

Yang Fengtian hurriedly caught the steamed buns, he was so hungry that he didn't have time to say thank you, so he stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth and ate them in a big gulp.

Suddenly, not far away, a bald man chased after him with his trouser belt and cursed: "You damn little fat man, I just went to the toilet for a while, and you came to steal my steamed buns again, and you brought a helper today, stop me, don't run." ”

"My mom, why are you going to the toilet so fast" The little fat man quickly ran away with the packed steamed buns.

Yang Fengtian stuffed half a steamed bun in his mouth, was blindfolded, and was at a loss for a while.

"Why are you still staying, run, you are now an accomplice, are you still stupidly waiting to be caught?" The little fat man saw that Yang Fengtian didn't move, so he grabbed his hand and ran away together!

"Don't let me catch you, you damn little fat man" came the curse of the steamed bun shop owner behind him.