Qiao Huacheng raised his head and just saw the figure of his apprentice Little Fat Man, who had been in a coma for five years. Think about it, too, under Song Dayou's careful care. In addition, the prince sent people to send some dragon liver and phoenix marrow from time to time, and it is already a miracle that the little fat man is pampered and does not need to be active.

Qiao Huacheng looked at the little fat man in disbelief, he stood up and walked over to the little fat man. The little fat man also slowly responded to his master, who was also his savior, Qiao Huacheng. The master and apprentice stopped not far from the door, looking at each other. Qiao Huacheng was full of emotion, and the little fat man was in tears.

"Little fat man, you're finally awake!"

Qiao Huacheng's words were full of sighs and sighs. In the past five years, he has visited the little fat man a lot. However, the little fat man remained in a coma consistently. Qiao Huacheng's heart sank more and more every time, and gradually, he had no hope that the little fat man would wake up. However, just when his hope was slim, the little fat man suddenly woke up and stood in front of him alive, making him unable to believe his eyes.

"Master......"

The little fat man screamed again excitedly, and he held back so that the tears no longer rolled out of his eyes. Two small rugged and winding streams on the face, shining in the sunlight, glow with colorful light.

Yi Xiuhong looked at this fat uncle curiously, not knowing why he suddenly looked like himself and cried.

"Little fat man, you're finally awake......"

Qiao Huacheng said that he also felt psychologically relieved about the wake up of the little fat man. For this apprentice, he has always felt a lot of guilt. In fact, in his heart, he also knew very well that the little fat man liked Qiao Ruyan. However, from a father's point of view, he still hopes that his daughter can live a life of a noble wife with no worries about food and clothing, rather than the kind of precarious life. And it just so happened that Yi Yangping was able to give his daughter this kind of life.

"It's too narrow in the study, let's go talk in the garden outside!"

Qiao Huacheng said, the little fat man nodded, followed behind Qiao Huacheng, and walked out the door. Song Dayou hesitated for a moment and followed. Qiao Ruyan took her daughter and walked at the end.

In the garden, birds are singing and flowers, and a few lively house finches are excitedly playing on the branches. The already withered leaves, which could no longer withstand the tossing of the house finch, broke away from the branches of the trees, like some refugees who had left the country, and fluttered down from the air.

In fact, the master and apprentice have nothing to talk about, ideologically speaking, they still have a generation gap. Qiao Huacheng and the little fat man talked about some recent major events in martial arts, and these things, Song Dayou had just said. The little fat man couldn't bear to cut off the master's topic, so he had to pretend that it was the first time he heard about it, and listened to it with relish.

During this period, Qiao Huacheng asked Song Dayou to send a letter to the door master and the other four garden masters, telling them that the little fat man had woken up.

The coma of the little fat man has always been a heart disease of the door master You Ao. When he heard the news that the little fat man had woken up, he, who had always been calm, was so shocked that he broke a teacup and hurried over.

You Ao was followed by several other owners. The little fat man didn't wake up for a long time, and it has vaguely become the top priority of Xianjian Villa.

After visiting the little fat man's physical condition, the faces of several garden owners darkened. The injuries in the little fat man's body have healed, but all the chances of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra have withered, and the cultivation is now gone. Walking out of the villa, I'm afraid I can't even beat a person in the two-ritual period. And the little fat man's withered meridians are not suitable for cultivating immortals anymore.

After several setbacks, the little fat man has long diluted his desire to compete for hegemony. From the beginning, he was considered a waste, but he won the first place in the Wuyuan Sword with his waste body, and won the Qiushui Yanling Sword. Just when everyone thought that his future was limitless, because he had sucked the blood of the nine-tailed spirit fox and devoured the black dragon's inner dan, he became stiff.

Later, after several tribulations, the little fat man finally cultivated to reach the gossip period. Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, there are very few that can match it. The little fat man's heart for hegemony has not yet been revealed, and he has met Han Feiguan, an old thief. He was hit by Han Feiguan's thunderbolt, and he was lucky enough to save his life, but he was in a coma for five years.

Now, I finally woke up, but I was sad to find that the meridians in the little fat man's body had withered, and all the previous cultivation had been in vain. From now on, I'm afraid it's not very suitable for cultivating immortals. This is like a person who earnestly desires to cultivate immortals, like a man in the prime of life who is five big and three thick, and is full of energy, who was suddenly castrated by someone, and when he saw his wife who was like a flower and jade, he could only secretly weep until dawn.

After You Ao and several other garden owners saw the little fat man, they were full of regret for him. However, when I saw the little fat man, he didn't care at all. They thought that the little fat man didn't want them to worry, so he pretended to be on his own! So the owners told the little fat man to take good care of his illness and go back to his own garden. In the small garden, Little Fat Man, Song Dayou, Qiao Huacheng, and Qiao Ruyan's mother and daughter were left.

Others thought that the little fat man was pretending, but they didn't know that the little fat man really didn't care about these things. Those vast dark worlds left endless fears and psychological shadows for the little fat man. After regaining consciousness and waking up from the dark world, the little fat man is full of love for every plant and tree in this world. Even, for his former enemies, including Han Feiguan, he felt cute.

"Little fat man, where are your knives and swords now. Your current cultivation is not suitable for carrying these supreme treasures. Otherwise, it will arouse the greed of the young people and bring you unjustified disasters. ”

Qiao Huacheng said a word, it turned out that the little fat man's Qiushui Yanling Knife and Zhuxian Sword were all put away by Qiao Huacheng. What Qiao Huacheng said is also reasonable, the little fat man has no cultivation at all now, but his sword is a miracle soldier that all the immortal cultivators in the world want to get. As the saying goes: the husband is not guilty of his crimes. It's like a single businessman, holding thousands of gold and silver, sooner or later he will be robbed by those who are red-eyed.

The little fat man nodded and said, "Master, then you can take it." With my current cultivation, I'm afraid I won't be able to use weapons. ”

The little fat man said it lightly, but he felt full of desolation in Qiao Huacheng's ears. Qiao Huacheng couldn't bear to look at his beloved apprentice like this, and after telling the little fat man to have a good life and recuperate, he returned to the house with infinite melancholy.

After Qiao Ruyan married Yi Yangping, she felt that she owed a lot to the little fat man. Five years ago, when I saw the little fat man again, I already felt that I didn't know what to say. Now, there has been no communication for another five years, and she can be regarded as a strange old acquaintance to the little fat man. Qiao Ruyan excused her daughter to go back to her father, took Xiuhong with her, and left the little fat man.

An hour ago, the small garden, which was still lively and lively, suddenly became deserted, and there were only two people left in the garden, Little Fat Man and Song Da.

The two of them were silent for a while, and the little fat man said to Song Dayou: "Dayou, I want to go to Lianyun City to see my former friends, you can help me find a horse!"

Song Dayou was very worried about the little fat man's body and persuaded him to go back in a few days when his health was better. The little fat man is also very stubborn, saying that if he wants to go, he must go. Song Dayou had no choice but to go to the stable to find a white horse with a relatively gentle temper for the little fat man, and told him to be careful all the way.

The little fat man told Song Dayou that he might stay at a friend's house at night and not go back to the villa. Song Dayou nodded helplessly, and watched the little fat man ride a white horse and slowly walk out of the villa.

After walking a long distance, the little fat man understood that the reason why this white horse walked slowly was because it was old. Just like human beings, as they get older, they lose their temper and fiery nature, and become mature and steady.

The little fat man could not bear to urge the old horse, so he had to follow his temperament and let it walk slowly and methodically. If you are a little fat man five years ago, as long as you sacrifice the sword, you will arrive in Lianyun City in the blink of an eye. Not anymore, let alone Edgeworth, even horseback riding is limited to the ranks of old horses.

However, it is good that the little fat man has a chance to enjoy the scenery on the side of the road. Now that it has entered the late autumn season, the wheat seedlings on both sides of the road have broken through the hard ground, revealing huge heads. As far as the eye can see, there are green wheat fields on both sides of the road.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were scattered everywhere, like a group of defeated soldiers fleeing for their lives without armor. There seems to be endless power in the air, and every time the little fat man takes a breath, he can feel his body recovering.

Of course, this qiē is all his psychological effect. The meridians in his body did not recover as much as he took two more breaths. The old horse also seemed to see that the little fat man had a good temper, and after walking some distance, he saw some green grass on the side of the road, so he stopped and began to chew heavily. The little fat man waited for five years, and before he could let the old horse walk freely.

In the past, it took a lot of time to ride a horse and a cup of tea, but now it took half an hour to get to Lianyun City. The little fat man looked up at the familiar handwriting at the gate of Lianyun City, and his heart was full of emotion. The soldiers guarding the door of the car were newcomers, and the little fat man didn't know them, and they didn't know the little fat man. After a brief examination of the little fat man, he was let into the city.

After the little fat man entered the city, he didn't know where to go. Do you want to go to the yamen to visit the prefect and a group of colleagues, or do you want to go to see Li Meng and Xu Ruochen first? The little fat man also remembered the dog he raised called Xiao Hei and the phoenix named Mao Mao, and he didn't know what happened to them now.

When the little fat man was struggling, he suddenly heard a puzzled voice next to him and shouted: "Little fat man?"