"Old Xue! Lao Xue!! ”

Suddenly there was a shout on the path that stretched out into the valley.

Looking from afar, the people who came were dressed in white robes, and the green gauze was curling. In his left hand he holds a jar of fine wine, and in his right hand is a scroll of books.

Quite a scholarly temperament.

Looking closer, this man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his skin is as white as jade, and it is rare to see a man who looks so delicate.

"Old Xue, I left this wine for you last year. You're here today! ”

The man was unceremoniously, threw the book in his hand on the table, and sat down next to Xue Pingshan.

"I thought you had no hands or feet, and you made a special trip to ask the old gray man to call me to call you the eldest young master!"

Sakura glanced at the man sitting at the table, and although she didn't have a good word, she walked to the stove.

The valley is elegant, full of wild flowers, and fragrant tea in front of the house. Good wine must be accompanied by good food.

"Hey, my sister."

The man was not angry, a burst of cooking smoke floated up, and the three appetizers were put on the table by Sakura Niang.

"This is the ...... of Wuwenlou?"

The man glanced at Ji Wutong and asked.

Ji Wutong reported his name, and he also knew the man's name - Hualang.

Although the two people on the other side had already drunk three times, Ji Wutong had always had a sense of unease.

"Little brother, don't keep sneaking at me. I am from the Qingqiu clan, and it is normal for you to be in a disturbed mood. ”

Hua Lang laughed twice, it was originally a friend's old drinking party, but he was peeked at by this little fairy child from time to time, so uncomfortable.

Ji Wutong was shocked when he heard Hua Lang say this.

"The demon fox of Hua Langke's Badan, if you catch it back, you can buy a big mansion with four entrances and four exits in Wanlang City!"

Xue Pingshan burped, and being able to say such things shows that he has a very good relationship with Hualang.

Regarding the Qingqiu fox demon clan, Ji Wutong has heard of it. Legend has it that they have ethnic groups living in the mountains and wilderness in the northwest, southwest, and northeast of Kyushu, but they do not interact with the human race.

On weekdays, it won't be easy for the Terrans to find them. Not to mention sitting at the same table.

"And Sakura ......?"

Ji Wutong turned his head to look at the back who was still busy in front of the stove.

"Sakura Niang too."

Xue Pingshan nodded.

"Little brother, you don't have to ask about the accident in the building, do you know?"

Hua Lang is not wary of Ji Wutong, and the person who can be with Xue Pingshan will not be a small person.

"I don't know."

Ji Wutong shook his head and began to look at Hualang brightly. Indeed, there is no shadow of a demon beast in him at all.

Ji Wutong is very novel and a little afraid. Drinking at the same table with the Badan Demon Beast was something he couldn't have imagined before.

"Qianye Mountain, there are two demons of the Twelve Dan!"

Hua Lang drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and Ji Wutong's eyes made him smile awkwardly.

Just two days ago, news came from the Qingqiu tribe near Qianye Mountain that there had been a change in the general land of Wuwenlou.

After the human race set foot on Kunlun Penglai three thousand years ago, there were no more than ten demon beasts.

But it was not a good thing that two twelve Dan demon beasts popped out overnight.

"Is the owner of the Red Kite Mansion okay?" Ji Wutong was apprehensive.

Even if he and the red kite have only met twice, Ji Wutong will not forget that the red kite of the immortal examination was relieved of him that day, and he was willing to let him enter the Wuwen Building.

"It's okay to think about it, although it's tricky to deal with, but that red kite is a person who has touched the immortal ancestor level. It's just going to take some time. ”

Hua Lang sandwiched a crisp wild vegetable with chopsticks, and as for the specific situation of Qianye Mountain, he didn't know very well.

Ji Wutong nodded, he didn't expect that the red kite was at the level of the Immortal Ancestor, not to mention Xue Pingshan, even the golden abacus Zhang Shanyou couldn't hold up a move in front of the Immortal Ancestor level.

Zhang Shanyou...... Ji Wutong thought silently in his heart, and suddenly thought of something.

Could it be that the red kite let himself go after Qingming in Wanlang City because of the unpeaceful relationship of Qianye Mountain?

This time the wine was drunk happily, until the bright moon hung in the air, and Hua Lang finally climbed down on the table unconscious.

During this period, the gray fox came and went at least seven or eight jars of wine.

"What are you thinking? You don't really want to capture Hanalang back to Wanlang City, do you? ”

Xue Pingshan, who drank seven or eight jars of wine with Hualang, smiled, he didn't fall asleep.

"I never thought that a Ba Dan Demon Beast would sleep unconscious in front of me."

Ji Wutong shook his head and smiled.

I can't say how many things I have encountered along the way that I couldn't think of before.

"I hope that the Thousand Wild Mountains are all right."

Ji Wutong muttered to himself, there is a kindness that has not been repaid.

Maybe only Ji Wutong himself understands that whether it is the Xia family, who is aggressive and about to do it to himself during the immortal examination that day, or the orthodox immortal sect that is high.

Only the red kite sat on the eaves as if nothing happened, so that a little fairy child who might never turn over again saw a glimmer of hope.

"It's as if I'm walking at night, and the next moment I'm about to fall into the abyss, suddenly someone stands in front of me with a lantern and asks me to go with her."

Ji Wutong talked about the master Red Kite, who was not very familiar with him, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

In that Renhe town. Except for his father and mother and Li Sihan, only Old Man Jiang was better to him.

Later, when the old man Jiang died, the red kite appeared.

"It turns out that you are also an unpopular master." Sakura Niang on the side spoke slowly.

After listening to what Ying Niang said, Ji Wutong knew. Sakura Niang is not a real monster. A combination of man and monster.

Sakura Niang is like this tea shop in the valley, a small shop in the mountains and fields where monsters are rampant, and there are fireworks in the world

"Hey! We all are! ”

Xue Pingshan drank the last glass of wine cleanly.

"Why don't you go back? Go back to your parents. ”

Sakura Niang slowly opened her mouth and looked at Ji Wutong, who was still a little immature.

"What are you going to do? Be a groom like your dad? Ji Wutong buried his head.

Why don't you want to go back? But when he was young, he was called a little bastard, and he was called a noble son of a poor family.

When I go back now, I'm not afraid of losing face, but I'm afraid of embarrassing my parents.

There is no other use except to keep my mother awake at night and let my father smoke a few more bags of cigarettes.

These days, Ji Wutong often thinks, why let himself be in all kinds of dangers, but then he thinks about it, if he wants to get ahead, maybe this is the way after all.

There was a sound of snoring, and Xue Pingshan finally fell asleep on the table.

"He's taken you with you for a while, right?"

Sakura Niang looked at Xue Pingshan and smiled, and put her cloak on his body.

"It's not nosy. There are some things that have to be taken care of. ”

The snoring of Hua Lang and Xue Pingshan came and went, as if there were echoes in this valley.

Ying Niang naturally knows Xue Pingshan's temperament, although she has long been separated from the Confucian and Taoist Immortal Gate.

But the so-called self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and leveled the world, Xue Pingshan will never be able to get rid of it.

"There's a lot of things I can't help myself." Ji Wutong muttered again.

Road difficulties, debts, distress, fighting beasts. Ji Wutong was a little scared, afraid that there would be more and more things to do.

Looking at the bright moon in the mountains and the stars in the wilderness, Ji Wutong suddenly smiled.

If you do too much of your own things, you are tired, and if you do too many things that you can't help yourself, you are ashamed.

It's okay, it's okay!

Doing things that are involuntary is something that should be done is two different things.