I double-checked, and the tortoise shell should be written on a flying word.

Chen Bo's turtle shell appeared here inexplicably, and the word appeared on it.

Remove the flesh and leave the outer armor, this is the elephant of ascension!

Whether it is a human being or an animal, when they attain enlightenment, they will inevitably leave behind ordinary things.

What is left behind is a well-known artifact!

When Zhang Bairen ascended, he left a fan for ignition, and Lu Chunyang left a Qingluo robe.

And the big turtle left the tortoise shell, which should be to thank me for saving my life.

But why didn't he leave me a word?

Forget it, if he really soars, then he is a proper righteous god, and he naturally has to be more evasive when he meets.

If you think about it, this life is worth it.

There are few people who can turn the old turtle into an immortal with their own hands, and there are few people since ancient times.

As for the tortoiseshell, I am not going to dig it up, and since it came from here, I should stay here.

The next day, before I got up, the sound of crackling clouds sounded first.

This is equivalent to the unique alarm clock of the Taoist, whether it is morning and evening classes, or daily routines, all follow the cloud board instructions.

However, I didn't arrange these in advance.

I quickly got up from the bed, and the first thing I saw was Tianlei's sturdy figure.

He held the cloud board one by one, crackling and knocking.

I propped myself up on the pergola with one hand and asked, "Who let you knock?"

When he saw me coming out, he quickly jumped down the steps: "I thought of it suddenly, and I didn't have time to discuss it with you."

I smiled and nodded, "It's good, it's fine."

"But......" I turned to his ear, "In the future, you still have to greet me for this kind of thing, or I'm confused."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's *** rate."

He entered the role very quickly, and he had no problem doing anything, and there was nothing wrong with a few praises.

However, it is not advisable to make his own decisions, and in the long run, he may do something impulsive as soon as his mind is hot.

At that point, it's really not going to end.

"You do your morning class normally, and when it's over, let's go out."

"Where are you going?"

"You'll find out in a moment."

Jing'an took people to the chanting hall, and Tianlei took the people of Yanwutang to practice in the open space.

The empty Taoist temple finally gained some popularity.

After finishing the morning class, Tianlei rushed over: "What do you have to say?"

"It's just the two of us, what's the name of the boss?"

I shook my car keys at him, "Come with me to Wangzhuang."

"By the way, call Wu Wen too."

got into the car, Tianlei sat in the co-pilot, and sat behind him without asking a word.

"Why are we going to the village in a good way?"

Finally, Tianlei couldn't help but wonder and asked the first sentence.

I smiled, "It's because of Wang Zhuang's matter that Hui An came to trouble me."

"Specifically, ......"

As soon as I said this, I felt helpless: "The crops in Wangzhuang are yellow, and they say that they have something to do with me."

Tianlei, a little flustered man, heard the door: "These eight poles can't be beaten."

"Yes, I'm more wronged than Dou E."

Tianlei thought for a moment, "Since it has nothing to do with you, why do you care? Anyway, they can't make any waves."

"Don't underestimate anyone."

I smiled and glanced at him, "He can't get me head-on, but what if he makes a little move behind his back?"

"Don't talk about it, we can't stand it if we throw some dung at the door twice in three days."

As he spoke, the car had already driven to the gate of Wangzhuang.

A few hundred meters away, you can see patches of golden crops, but they are not as golden as a harvest, but a decadence with yellow and black.

Tianlei shook his head and smacked his teeth: "This seems to be sick? How else can you die in pieces?"

"You know crops?"

"There is a vegetable field behind Chen Liugong, and we all go to work during spring plowing and autumn harvest, so we understand a little bit."

As he spoke, he had already torn off a few strands of yellow leaves, put them in the palm of his hand and gently squeezed them, and instantly turned into slag.

"Like, it's not a disease."

He shook the debris off his hands and turned to look at me, "Even if the crops are sick, the leaves don't wilt so quickly."

"Now this season, the rain is quite abundant, and no matter how dry it is, there will be moisture in the leaves."

Tianlei raised his eyes and looked around for a moment, and then said softly, "Let's go inside and see."