As soon as his feet landed, Fu Hao immediately performed a stake step, turned into a gust of wind, and hid in the shadow of a big tree.

I didn't expect the backyard of this Yazhi Pavilion to be so big, and many guys are busy in the courtyard. After all, this Yazhi Pavilion was responsible for the meals of all the disciples and elders, and there were also many elders with more unique tastes who needed to be ordered, so they had to start preparing the noon meals from very early, and so on.

Fu Hao glanced at it, and sure enough, he found that there was a circle shed in the northeast corner, and the sound of chickens and ducks came from inside.

"Let me do the math, Cai'er has two, my father-in-law has three, and that terrible woman also gives two, so I won't eat two for her...... There are nine of them, but fortunately Geng Jian is not there. ”

"No, how can I take so much? It seems that I need to find another way......

Another breeze blew, and Fu Hao disappeared from the shadows......

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Li Fu is a farmer who has lived beside the Hualong River for generations, raising chickens and ducks and catching fish and shrimp in the river.

In Jiangyun Village, where he is located, more than a dozen families have some livestock, because they have a common patron - Yazhi Pavilion of the Holy Sword Sect.

Not only was the Azzie friendly and the price fair, but it also allowed them to go up the mountain when they were sending their livestock. Because of this, they were fortunate to see the scenes of these "immortals" who could fly around practicing every day, and when they drank in the future, they could boast that they had also been to the Holy Sword Sect, right?

Today, it is Li Fu's turn and his neighbor Wang Jiu to deliver the goods, Wang Jiu is a pig raiser, he is not raising that kind of big pig, it is a wild boar, which is not big but has fat meat and rich nutrition.

In order not to delay the promised time, Li Fu got up early in the morning, changed into new clothes, picked up his four chickens and ducks, and Wang Jiu, who was carrying four pigs, and rushed to the mountain.

Every time he saw the pontoon bridge floating up from under the river, Li Fu was amazed, how did such a bridge be built?

Following the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect wearing white sword robes, he walked through the familiar mountain road and came to the Yazhi Pavilion, and after inspecting the goods, he settled the silver money, and he also had to help put these chickens and ducks in the circle.

Li Fu and Wang Jiu carried their burdens to the backyard, and the circle in the northeast corner was so good-looking? He thought that when he had money in the future, he would definitely have to build a house like this, so that he would have more face!

In order to avoid opening the cage in the courtyard to let the chickens and ducks fly, Li Fu first put the cage in the pen and then prepared to open it.

He lifted his strength, and as soon as he put the two cages in the pen, he saw Wang Jiu dragging a pig into the pen with great difficulty.

Li Fu laughed and said, "Lao Wang, why don't you just put the cage in the pen, so that when you open the door, these pigs will run out by themselves?

Wang Jiu dragged it in, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Hehe, Lao Li, you don't understand this, I can stay here for a while longer, and see what the vegetables that Yazhige eats the most every day, I am prepared, and I can grow some vegetables when I go back." I'm telling you as my own, you can't tell anyone!"

Li Fu suddenly realized: "Awesome, Lao Wang, you really have you." As he spoke, he slowed down his movements and looked around.

"Cabbage, radish, and spinach......" Li Fu looked around, and was about to communicate with Wang Jiu, when he suddenly saw an incredible thing.

Wang Jiu had already dragged three pigs in, and there was still one pig in the pig cage on the ground. Li Fu swept it inadvertently, and then the pig disappeared from under his nose along with the pig cage.

Li Fu felt that he must have seen it wrong, he rubbed his eyes, woke up, and looked at the ground, there was still nothing, only an empty cage at the other end of the flat pole.

"Lao Wang...... You, look if your cage is missing, why do I feel like I'm looking a little bad......"

"Haha, you actually scared me, how can there be one less cage, these two cages are here......" Wang Jiu turned around and was about to point it to Li Fu, when his eyes suddenly widened.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and made sure he was not mistaken.

"This ...... What's going on? Lao Li, you ......."

Wang Jiu looked at the chicken and duck pen, and then pointed there like a ghost and was speechless for a long time.

"What's the matter, did your pig come to my chicken and duck pile?"

"No, Lao Wang, you only have one cage left!"

Li Fu hurriedly looked at his chickens and ducks, and sure enough, there was only one duck cage left, and the chicken cage, along with the four chickens in it, all disappeared......

Li Fu couldn't react a little, there were four chickens in his chicken coop, why didn't he even make a sound?

What's even more terrifying is that I clearly didn't feel anyone around......

Li Fu and Wang Jiu glanced at each other, and they both saw the panic and fear in each other's eyes.

"Could it be...... Haunted!"

"Ahh

The cries of Li Fu and Wang Jiu soon provoked the shopkeeper to come down from upstairs, and the shopkeeper had a loud name, called Hong Long. Usually he doesn't come forward for such a trivial matter as buying meat and vegetables.

That's right, Hong Long is the great-grandson of the owner of the steamed bun shop who was moved up the mountain by Lu Yueqing, and now he is also in the age of not being confused. Just now he was having dinner on the second floor with a very important and powerful senior, and suddenly he heard the noise downstairs, which made the old-timer unhappy, so he hurried down to deal with it.

"What's the matter, what are you arguing about?"

Although Li Fu and Wang Jiu had never seen Hong Long, they saw that the guys around him stopped talking when they saw him, and their status was obviously not low. They hurried forward and told him what had happened as they gestured.

Hong Long is also a person who is not surprised, and he has also seen the martial arts of real masters with his own eyes.

"Hmph, what a haunting, it's obvious that someone is stealing. Okay, you dare to steal the head of the Holy Sword Sect......"

He saw that Li Fu and Wang Jiu were about to speak and stopped, so he said, "Don't worry, since it has been weighed, there will be no shortage of your money." As for the livestock, they were lost in the Azzia, and naturally you cannot bear them. ”

Li Fu and Wang Jiu were very grateful, and Hong Long asked the man to take them to collect the money.

"Hehe, for so many years, this has never happened...... It just so happens that this senior is here, and I think he will be very interested. Hong Long narrowed his eyes, throwing a few chickens and ducks didn't matter to him, the main thing was how to make this senior happy.

Yes, Hong Long grew up in the Holy Sword Sect, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he was full of longing for the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and he always thought that if he could also make a few moves and punch out the mountain gravel, how majestic it would be!

As long as you make that senior happy, it should be enough to teach yourself a few tricks......

Thinking of this, Hong Long hurriedly walked upstairs.

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At this time, Fu Hao was holding a cage in one hand and galloping on the mountain road.

He deliberately avoided the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, and when he couldn't dodge, he could only speed up, making them feel that there was a gust of wind blowing beside them, and there was a smell of chicken, duck and pig......

"One pig in the left hand and four chickens in the right hand...... That should be enough!"

Fu Hao was overjoyed in his heart, and he walked towards the small courtyard of the Holy Gu Sect.

But after a while, he came to the courtyard, and Jiang was practicing in the courtyard at this time.

His breath was like thunder, and the sound of his palm moving the wind could be faintly visible, and layers of veins appeared on his hands, as if covered with a layer of scale armor.

Fu Hao put down the two cages, clapped his hands in cheer, and shouted: "Okay!"

Jiang didn't concentrate his breath, his breath was restrained, and the lines of his hands gradually disappeared.

He turned around and was about to say a few words modestly, after all, there were five Ling Yuan Nine Grades in the Peach Blossom Pressing Peony Sect, and even if he had made a breakthrough now, he was still not sure that he would be able to defeat the Jun Aicai seniors who had met him before.

The finger on his shoulder made Jiang Dan unable to crack it even when he thought about it.

Suddenly, Jiang Bu saw two cages beside Fu Hao, one seemed to have the sound of chickens and ducks, and the other was a pig inside?

The corners of Jiang Bu's mouth twitched, and the words he was about to say were swallowed raw, and he had a bad premonition.

(End of chapter)