After a while, Gu'er woke up, got up from the ground, ran to Xuan Huang and asked, "Grandpa Turtle, how is Gu'er doing?"

"Good. Good boy, come back to Grandpa Turtle in two days, and I'll teach you a new practice. ”

"The drum is gone. Grandpa Turtle, my mother roasted a large piece of animal leg for me today, and I have to go back early to eat it. My mother said that the roasted animal legs should be hot to be delicious, and they will not taste good when they are cold. ”

"Wait a while, there is someone your mother knows in the back, you take him back with you. ”

"My mother knows?"

Gu'er scratched his head, turned to look behind, and saw Gongliang standing opposite and smiling at him. Mi Gu, who was sitting on his shoulder, "clicked" and ate Guoguo, ignoring him at all.

When he was in Zhuya County, Gongliang got along with him for a while and gave him a lot of things to eat.

So, although I haven't seen him for three years, the drum still remembers it vividly. Especially for a child as special as Migu, it's not easy for people to forget it.

When Gu'er saw Gongliang, she was overjoyed, and quickly ran over and shouted: "Brother Gongliang, why are you here? My father also misses you, and when he heard that you are cultivating in some Taoist sect, he also said that he would take me and my mother to find you. ”

In the past three years, Gu'er has grown a lot taller, and his body has grown a lot stronger, and he has already seen a little bit of the desolate demeanor of the great power.

Gongliang was also very happy to see him, touched his head, and said, "I haven't seen your father for a long time, go, take me to your house." ”

"Yes, my mother and my father must be happy to see you. No, I have to go back and tell my mother first. ”

The drum was jumping happily, perhaps because he was so happy that he forgot to take Gongliang home with him, and ran out first.

Gongliang was about to stop him, but he had already disappeared.

Lang Ting watched from the side and said, "Don't worry about him, I'll take you over, I know where his house is." "He came here to ask Xuanhuang for some tea, but now he can't get it, and it's not interesting to stay any longer, so he said goodbye to Xuanhuang and planned to leave.

Gongliang also said goodbye.

The little guy is a good man, so he took out several huge green mulberry fruits and a few super large pickled beast meat from his small pocket and gave them to Xuan Huang, who laughed happily and gave her a bunch of tea fruits.

Lang Ting almost died of anger when he saw it, didn't he say that there was no such thing? Why did he take out so many things again.

But now the ancient tea is in charge of the wilderness, and he can't give it to whoever it wants.

I just began to think in my heart: when I come to ask for tea in the future, should I send something to it first. Look at Mi Gu and Gongliang, and let Xuan Huang send a lot of tea and tea fruits after only sending a little something. This business seems to be doing it!

Walking out of the forest of ancient steles, Gongliang saw the drum running over again.

It turned out that when this guy was about to arrive at the door, he remembered that he forgot to tell Gongliang where his home was, and he was afraid that his mother would scold him, so he quickly ran back to him.

"Brother Gongliang, hurry up, hurry up, my house is in front, and I will be there soon. The drum stepped forward and grabbed Gongliang and ran home.

Helpless, Gongliang had to take a few quick steps. Later, Lang Ting and Dong Gaojun glanced at each other and followed.

After a while, the group came to a bamboo forest, there was a newly built bamboo house in the forest, and there was a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences in front of the house, and several gardens were set up in the courtyard, planting melons, fruits and vegetables, and raising some birds.

At this time, there was a woman with thick shoulders and a fat waist and great strength, squatting in the garden to pick vegetables. In the bamboo hut behind, there was a sound of reading aloud.

"Cultivating bamboo, not flowers, not vines, not grass and not wood.

Cao Tingte is special to the high world, and the posture is chic to pull out the vulgar.

The leaves are deep and emerald feathers, and the dry forest is jasper. The lonely mountain, the song of thousands of acres of Weichuan. Come to Qingbiao in Yuancen, and entertain the beauty in the empty valley. Guanfu is on the threshold of the curve, and the pond is clear. The color is soaked in the desert, and the shadow ripples. The clouds gather in summer, and the green mist is in the morning. Xiao Xiao Yumu, curling cloak. The dew crane roars, and the autumn cicada hisses alone. Intercropping of gold and stone, sheng and miscellaneous blowing ......"

When the woman heard the sound of reading, she looked back with a tender love in her eyes.

With the sound of reading, a majestic righteousness in the bamboo house surged out like waves in the sea.

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the swaying bamboo in the forest also stopped, quietly, and there was no longer the slightest noise to disturb the sound of reading.

The originally dim bamboo forest suddenly became bright, and the spiritual creatures nearby stopped and listened attentively.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

"Mother, mother, who do you think the drum is here?"

Before the drummers arrived, the sound had already reached the bamboo house. When Jane heard this, she looked up into the distance. Feng Heng knew that if his son hadn't met an acquaintance, he would never have been so happy. But they had just arrived at the Qingyang School Palace, and they had no acquaintances. I didn't feel strange, so I put down the book and walked out.

Gu'er pulled Gongliang to Zhenniang, and said excitedly: "Mother, mother, mother, who do you think Gu'er has brought back?"

When Zhen Niang saw Gongliang, she was overjoyed and said: "Why did you come to Qingyang Academy, didn't you hear that you are cultivating in the Miao Dao Immortal Sect?" Come and sit in the house, good boy, you have grown up again, you are so strong, you are worthy of being a member of my Dayan Department." ”

Zhen Niang patted Gongliang's back, and said to Mi Gu: "Mi Gu has grown up and is a lot stronger. ”

Migu was very happy to hear it, and she liked to be praised by others the most.

After saying a few words, Zhen Niang turned her head to the bamboo house and shouted: "Feng Heng, come out, Gongliang is here." ”

"It's coming. ”

Gongliang saw Feng Heng and arched his hand: "Brother Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"It's been a long time since I saw you, didn't I hear that you were cultivating in the Miao Dao Immortal Sect?

"Now I am cultivating under the seat of Master Changwu, Master is the sect master of the Miaodao Immortal Sect, this year happens to be the ten-year competition of the major sects in the Eastern Soil, so let the senior brother take me out to send an invitation. ”

Dong Gaojun happened to come over with Lang Ting, and Gongliang introduced: "This is my eighth senior brother Dong Gaojun, and this is Brother Lang Ting, who is also from your Qingyang School Palace." ”

"I don't need an introduction. ”

Lang Ting heard his words and said, and then arched his hand to Feng Heng and said, "Brother Feng Heng, you can still get used to living here. ”

"Habit, natural habit, it's been a long time since I've been so quiet to read. Feng Heng said again and again.

Zhen Niang listened, but muttered in a low voice next to her: "It's good, it's good, but there are no big beasts, and if you want to eat some meat, you have to run out to fight, troublesome." ”

With her bold and thick voice, this small voice is almost the same as nothing.

Feng Heng pretended not to hear it, and Lang Ting and Dong Gaojun, as guests, naturally wouldn't say anything.

"Let's go, go to the house and sit down, the green bamboo wine I brewed is just enough to drink, let's have a drink today." Jane, go and prepare some appetizers. Feng Heng led the guests to the house and said to Zhen Niang.

"Got it. Jane answered, and went to the kitchen.

Gongliang saw the shabby appearance here, and estimated that he didn't have much to eat, so he wanted to give her something like pickled animal meat, so he followed him to the kitchen.

As soon as Jane saw it, she pushed him into the house, "What are you doing in the kitchen, go to the house to drink, and I'll get you some delicious appetizers." ”

"You're mistaken. Gongliang hurriedly explained his intentions.

He didn't say that it was okay, but when he said that Zhen Niang's eyes widened, "Do you think we don't even have a little food here?"

"It's not..."

"No, just go. ”

Zhen Niang didn't care what Gongliang thought, so she took him into the house, and then turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare things.

Gongliang smiled wryly.

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