As soon as she sat down, the shopkeeper hugged the child and explained with a smile to everyone at the table:

"The boy was born prematurely and his body was weak, and he was usually hot and cold, and he ate too much and too little, and he was going to get sick. You see, the store is busy today, and he is a playful person, so he insists on following along. Originally, I was playing by myself in the back kitchen, but it had nothing to do with it, but I didn't want to take advantage of my lack of attention and eat a glutinous rice cake by myself. I thought that when I was old, I should be fine, but in the end, I didn't fight for it, but I was able to eat again, and it was so uncomfortable. ”

While speaking, she was already holding the child's eyes slightly red, she was already a fiery and cool character, but now she should be angry, anxious, and it is rare to have red eyes.

Sang Ling glanced at the child she was holding, it seemed to be about three years old, she was raised very well, her hair was shiny, her skin was fair, and she could only see from the child's somewhat thin limbs and slightly blue eyebrows that it was a weak child.

Such a weak child, let alone a mortal, even a monk, is also difficult to cultivate, and needs to be carefully recuperated. Or it is a treasure of heaven and earth, after a lot of hardships, nine deaths and a lifetime to wash the marrow and cut the bones.

She looked at Xiaotong's dark eyes, her eyebrows moved, and she deliberately took a serious tone, and said:

"I'm already a big child, and I know that my mother is bothered to raise her, so I have to be sensible, and I always restrain myself, knowing no. If you do, I'll give you fruit to eat, and if you can't, I'll spank you. ”

The tone was a little serious to coax the child, and after speaking, he really took out a spirit fruit, and it made people laugh when he looked at it.

The shopkeeper looked at her child and nodded, and when she heard it, she covered her mouth and smiled:

"I should have asked a sister to teach you well, but now, I know that I will be sensible in the future."

The little boy had a bad stomach, and he already vaguely knew that he shouldn't have done it today, but now, seeing that his mother finally relaxed his brows, he also smiled, and said in a milky voice:

"Mother, laugh."

The haze swept away, and Sang Ling also handed the fruit to the shopkeeper and asked her to accept it first.

"Since it's supported, let's eat it later."

"Thank you."

On the one hand, the shopkeeper thanked her for the fruit, and on the other hand, thanked her for what she had just said. Although she is optimistic by nature, she will always be out of proportion when she meets her children.

"I still have to smile more, always hold on to one joy and one sorrow, and this body is also slow to raise."

It was Zhuang Wuhan who came over with a bowl of bitter medicine.

Zhuang Wuhan skimmed Li Yi's face, there was nothing abnormal, but when he saw the rest of the monks with raw faces, he was obviously stunned. It seemed that his expression had not changed, and his hand holding only the bowl seemed to tremble a little because of the temperature of the medicine.

Sang Ling took the initiative to stand up, took the bowl in his hand, and between his eyes, Zhuang Wuhan was facing a pair of shallow eyes that could see a lot clearly.

"Give it to me, you can rest first."

“…… Thanks a lot. ”

He hesitated and was about to leave, but the shopkeeper thought he was coming, and politely gave him a seat, and introduced to everyone:

"This is Zhuang Wuhan, who has always lived in the village behind the mountain to farm, grow some herbal crops or something, and only bring things down the mountain to change during the Fish Lantern Festival. Everyone doesn't look at him as rough as being born, but he has good medical skills and a good heart, and often administers medicine to the villagers who give him medicine. ”

Zhuang Wuhan smiled a little unnaturally:

"I'm a medicine planter, but looking at a few medical books, they are all superficial skills, not as good as the doctor in the medical hall."

Xie Hanzhou's eyes stayed on his familiar black hat for a moment, and suddenly lowered his gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Luo didn't care about these trivial matters, he just pinched the teacup and turned it left and right, thinking about the good place to go for the Fish Lantern Festival that he asked Li Yi about, and how to get rid of everyone and take Sang Ling with him.

Now only Li Yi and Sang Ling are on the scene, although Li Yi is a disciple of Xianyang Sect, but in the end, he has been cultivating all the year round, and he doesn't know too much about the things under the mountain.

When he heard this, he asked out loud and praised the scene, and the shopkeeper counted many examples, which can be said to praise Zhuang Wuhan inside and out.

Sang Ling looked at Zhuang Wuhan like sitting on pins and needles, and he didn't dare to look at the people at the table, and there were also two monks from the Xianyang Sect sitting on his seat before, and he didn't see him like this, so he knew that he was resistant to these people with raw faces.

Sang Ling immediately brought a bowl of medicinal soup and interrupted:

"It's the temperature you can drink, so drink it." Turning his head, he suddenly looked at the location of the bazaar, and said deliberately:

"I see that many stalls are all together and there are more people, is it time to start the ceremony?"

After a pair of eyes, Zhuang Wuhan immediately understood, stood up suddenly, and said anxiously:

"Yes, then my old man has to go earlier."

It seemed that he was really in a hurry and had not enough time, and in a few breaths, he had already turned from his seat just now, filled the kettle, picked up a few pieces of snacks and took them, and quickly went out.

The shopkeeper was holding the medicine for the child to drink, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhuang Wuhan hurriedly out of the tea shed, and said strangely:

"Why is he in such a hurry? It's not that the hour has not yet come. ”

Indeed, the rest of the tea shop was still leisurely drinking tea, but none of them were in a hurry to catch up with the market.

Sang Ling smiled and said:

"It's time to go to the ceremony of the Fish Lantern Festival."

The shopkeeper thought of something, heard the words, and teased:

"It seems that he is going to the sacred tree to grab a good seat and beg the lady. After many years, it seems that I have finally figured it out. ”

Sang Ling: ???

Others heard something else.

"What a sacred tree."

Su Luo's eyes lit up, the teacup in his hand was pinched by him, his eyes were already looking at Sang Ling, and everyone present could see his thoughts.

Xie Hanzhou raised his gaze and looked at the peacock with the screen open.

"The sacred tree is nothing but a foreign object, and it is better to seek the tree than to seek oneself."

Su Luo replied:

"I'm afraid that some people can't ask for themselves."

An unknown smell of gunpowder began to permeate.

The shopkeeper opened a shop to do business, and she was also well-informed, and the monk was already scoffing at the rumors of this kind of sacred tree, Xie Hanzhou was naturally not the first to say this, she said in a round:

"Well, it's at the very bottom of the market, near the water's edge. This sacred tree is a place for the big guy to ask for his wishes, and I don't know how many years this tree has lived, but everyone often asks for it, but it is also strange. ”

The child drank the medicine, his face was much better, and even his expression was much more lively, and he immediately helped his mother speak:

"My mother said that I couldn't live when I was a child, so she begged."

The shopkeeper lovingly held the child's head and kissed it.

"I did go there, and as soon as I went, my child was able to raise it, and then Zhuang Wuhan often took care of it, and it was slowly raised, which is also a miracle."

At this time, Su Luo's eyes were already extremely bright:

"Is it such a spirit? Is it true that all wishes come true? ”

A pair of eyes looked tightly, as if they were in a hurry to verify.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly, a little strange that the other party cared too much, but she still nodded and answered:

"That's right."

The cup in Su Luo's hand began to spin again, but the speed was obviously much slower than just now.

Li Yi leaned close to Su Luo's ear and whispered the rumors he knew about the Divine Tree, and Su Luo's eyes brightened.

The shopkeeper looked at their mysterious appearance, and suddenly became happy, and whispered to Shang Sangling:

"This kid is really infatuated, when will you two do wine? Lady, I know the best tailor here. ”

Yesterday, Su Luo was busy with Sang Ling, and the shopkeeper had already seen it in her eyes, and today it was such a nervous rumor, and she was even more sure in her heart that she was naturally willing to match a lover.

Sang Ling was slightly puzzled, I don't know why the shopkeeper wanted to say something about tailoring, and was about to ask, when she suddenly saw Xie Hanzhou interrupt in a loud voice:

"I heard the drums, the ceremony began, and it was time to go."

"Drums?"

Sure enough, there was a faint burst of vocal music outside, as if someone was chanting some old tunes. The people in the tea shop also heard this movement, and went out one after another, marching in the direction of the market, few people stayed on the stalls, and most of the people walked towards the depths of the market, obviously towards the position of the sacred tree.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper immediately urged:

"Go, go, it's too late, there won't be any good place for the sacred tree."

Hearing this, everyone set off.

When Sang Ling was about to go out, she let an old man go, and was suddenly hit by a person.

At this time, Su Luo was pulled by Li Yi to walk in the front, and he was already out of the tea shop, and he did not notice the situation behind him.

"You don't have long eyes when you walk."

It was a rough sound.

Sang Ling frowned:

"You don't grow yourself?!"

The man raised his hand to teach him a lesson, and suddenly his mouth became a scream.

"Ahh

It was Xie Hanzhou who made a move, he pressed one hand on the man's shoulder, and the spirit pressed down, which already made the man sweat coldly.

Seeing him like this, his companion changed his cold eyes just now and let him bully Sang Ling, and immediately came out to persuade him:

"This Daoist brother is still my junior brother's fault. It's all misunderstanding, misunderstanding. ”

Xie Hanzhou also did not move, only looked at Sang Ling with a pair of eyes, and the force in his hand was three points greater, and suddenly the screams of the men under his hands were six points higher, and for a while, the mortals in the tea shop ran away.

Seeing this, a few disciples of the Xianyang Sect wanted to come up to stop them, but one of the disciples grabbed a few people and said that when they were guarding the mountain gate yesterday, they saw that Li Yi brought Sang Ling into the sect, and the disciples knew that they were friends, so they followed the mortals out of the tea shop and didn't care about this trivial matter.

Seeing them leave, his companions were even more anxious, and they didn't know what they were struggling with, but they didn't call back those disciples of the Xianyang Sect.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of Li Yi who turned back.

"I heard that mortals said that there were people making trouble in the tea shop, so I thought about coming back to take a look, but I didn't expect that it was you who were making trouble by coveting the water gate."

There was not the slightest joy on his companion's face, but his brow furrowed even tighter.

The man who was pinched into a cold sweat saw that he was coming, and sure enough, Li Yi didn't say to help, but he had to fall into the well, so he was even more anxious:

"You Xianyang Sect don't care about one or two, and now you still have to sneer and sneer, is this the style of the sect that you Lesan Zhenkou keeps saying! Phew! ”