Zhao Rong bent down to release the cat and waved goodbye.

Raised his hand and pressed the hat, stuffed the bits and pieces of utensils that he had taken out into his arms, and continued to descend the mountain with the Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace in both hands.

Stepping on the moss-covered bluestone steps, don't dare to walk too fast, otherwise it will be easy to slip.

This winding mountain path is hidden in the quiet and lush mountain forest, for Zhao Rong at this moment, it is its advantage to be inaccessible, but looking at it, this inclined path goes around and around makes him lose his vision from afar, which makes him feel a little uneasy.

The tinkling of the spring beside the road is the only noise in this quiet area.

Zhao Rong hurried silently.

At a certain moment, the voice of returning sounded in the heart lake, the corners of Zhao Rong's mouth hooked, and he looked at the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace in his hand, and in the next second, the Divine Furnace really changed!

It's just that what Zhao Rong didn't expect was that the divine furnace did not become smaller, but bigger!

Get big!

Zhao Rong was taken aback, feeling that a mountain man was growing in his hands.

He leaned over, and the whole person fell straight down to the turbulent mountain spring on the right, he quickly let go, and pulled back sharply, out of danger, lost his balance, and staggered.

Bang!

The spring water splashed, and a few birds were startled in the mountain forest on one side.

Zhao Rong got up and looked speechlessly at the pouring into the spring water, which was about five feet tall and wide at the moment, and already had his half-human-high Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace.

The cold spring that hastily flowed down from the height encountered obstacles on its way, deviated from the waterway, and overflowed into the stone steps, wetting someone's cloth shoes.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "You call this the size of a fist?"

Gui was still in the astonishment of the scene he saw when he leaned into the furnace after his divine consciousness had just gained control of the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace, and he didn't speak for a while.

The more angry Zhao Rong became, the calmer his tone became, "I'm sorry, Zhao's fist is not so big, I can't hold it, and I disappointed you." ”

He took a deep breath and looked left and right at the winding mountain road above and below, "You give Lao Tzu to quickly turn it back!"

Relieved, his voice was faint: "Put your hand on again." ”

Zhao Rong ignored the soaked cloth shoes, stepped forward and bent down slightly to pick up the lid of the stove that had fallen to the side, and walked into the spring water, preparing to straighten the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace that was pouring sideways into the spring water.

"It won't take another quarter of an hour, will it?"

"No, just three breaths. ”

Zhao Rong's heart was relieved.

"What are you doing?"

A woman said.

The sound is cold and transparent.

The clear spring that soaked Zhao Rong's ankle like this sent a cold chill to his heart.

Zhao Rong's body stiffened, and the movements in his hands paused.

A woman in the lower left is watching him.

The mountain air, which was fresh and comfortable a second ago, is now dense like mercury in a grave, poured into the mouth and nose.

Zhao Rong choked his breath.

The leaves are silent, and the spring flows silently.

A gust of wind blew through the green forest, mountain springs, bluestones, ancient furnaces, men and women.

"Speak. ”

The woman's voice was like a shattered silver bottle.

She looked coldly at the hunched man above him with his back to him, and the three-legged ancient furnace lying on the cobblestones at his feet.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes slightly, continued to hold one ear of the stove with one hand, and used his body to block the perspective with the other hand, quietly put down the lid of the stove, and took out a rag from his arms.

Then, the man turned around and said blankly to the woman who appeared in the corner below playing with pure white jade Ruyi in her hand:

"Ah, what?"

Lan Yuqing didn't repeat the words, and carefully looked at the man's face that was half hidden by the hat.

The next second, she suddenly said, "Take off your hat." ”

The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded with a sneer, and out of sight of the woman, the sole of his right foot, which was submerged in the mountain spring, arched and grabbed into the sand.

The man raised his right hand, and the hand that was grasping the rag took out two fingers, pinched the low brim of his hat, paused for a moment, and then lifted it upwards vigorously, revealing his entire face in an instant.

Lan Yuqing stopped playing with Jade Ruyi in his hand, and squinted at the man's smiling face.

A moment later.

She frowned slightly.

Lift your feet up the stairs, step by step, and approach the man standing next to a fallen ancient furnace.

Zhao Rong saw that the woman was getting closer and closer to him, and his smile became more and more "flattering", and the sole of the foot that was gripping the ground was already deep in the sand and stones, so that the whole body was a little tilted to the right, but because he was bending down "respectfully", he couldn't see anything.

He caught a glimpse of the gap between the dense forests on his right, silently calculated the distance, and put his right hand, holding the rag and hat, on the ear of the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace, and stretched out a finger to touch the surface of the stove, and the contact time had already exceeded three breaths.

asked if he would close the furnace, and Zhao Rong silently waited for a while.

He didn't know if he had been recognized, luck and determination were intertwined in his heart.

So he was waiting, waiting for an expression from the unknown woman who didn't know what she was cultivating, no matter how subtle it was, and he would immediately make up his mind to run or stay.

However, the fact that the woman had been expressionless, and that she had been looking straight ahead, without looking at him, made him even more uneasy.

Seeing that the woman was getting closer and closer, Zhao Rong's mind was like a string, tense and tightened.

The sound of the soles of his feet and the bluestone steps hitting him sounded one by one, and Zhao Rong felt absurdly that it was in tune with his heartbeat.

Knock, knock, knock......

Finally, after her step, the two were only three meters apart, and this was already a red line drawn in Zhao Rong's heart.

Zhao Rong secretly made up his mind, and said a word to Gui, and the next second he was about to close the furnace and jump out, jumping from the gap in the dense forest desperately, and he didn't know what would greet him below......

The woman took another step.

Zhao Rong squinted, but his eyes widened in an instant, and he hurriedly stopped in his heart.

Because there was already a cold voice again.

"Why are you here to wash the stove?"

Lan Yuqing tilted his head slightly, opened his mouth and asked, and after speaking, he glanced at the man's ordinary face and his miscellaneous clothes, as well as the stove poured in the spring water.

"Back to the words of the fairy girl...... The incense ash in this stove was soaked in cat urine last night, and I don't know which one of the wild cats did it, and the smell was a little too strong...... Alas, today is the day of rest, and Deacon Chen in the temple asked the little people to move out and wash, alas, you smell it, this smell is still a little, but it can't be washed off...... The other brother went down the hill to get firewood and ashes, and that thing should be ......"

Lan Yuqing saw that the handyman in front of him was holding a rag and was a little helpless to explain, and he also took a few steps forward, spread his arms and open his arms, and his body exuded the smell of cats, as if he wanted to confirm something to her.

She frowned and covered her mouth and nose, "Don't come here! ”

With that, he quickened his pace, and walked up the stairs past the man and the stove that had fallen in the spring.

Zhao Rong's arms were open to the sides, holding a rag and a hat in his hands, with an innocent look, standing in place, watching the Dao Gu leave, seeing her back disappear around the corner, he stood silent for a while, suddenly blinked, shrugged his shoulders, put on his hat again, exhaled lightly, and returned to the stove.

"I'm sorry. It said.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

It's the first time.

"It's okay, let's hurry up now, this road is not as safe as I thought. ”

Zhao Rong glanced at the direction where the unknown Dao Gu disappeared just now, and then, he bent down and held the furnace ears with both hands, ready to straighten the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace that had fallen forward with its opening facing forward, "By the way, you quickly put it away, how can I take it so big." ”

"Yes, but at most it can be shrunk to the size of the first foot. ”

Zhao Rong said strangely: "Why?"

Gui's tone was quiet, "Because...... It's alchemy. ”

Zhao Rong's heart sank.

Hurriedly straightened the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace with both hands, lowered his head, and looked inward.

Empty.