In the rain, there is water vapor all over the sky and under the ground, and the vast white blocks the sight, making it impossible to distinguish the four directions of east, south, west and north.
Fang Dou's pace was fast, but he was not as fast as the dense rain screen. After a few breaths, his body became wet.
However, in the direction pointed out by the dog spirit, Fang Dou vaguely saw a small hill looming.
"Huhh!"
Fang Dou plunged into the cave, and the sound of rain in his ears became much quieter as if it was cut off by a knife.
What is surprising is that there are already people in the cave.
A young man with a peddler had a fair face, a pointed chin, and he carried a load and shelves in the corner of the rock wall, blowing fire velvet against a pile of withered vines.
"ah!"
The peddler was also a little surprised when he saw Fang Dou. When he saw Fang Dou's short hair, he breathed a sigh of relief and saw Fu Bao who was held in his arms.
"Little master, walk inside. It's wind and rain outside. Be careful of the child catching a cold!"
The cave is not deep, and the rock walls inside are covered with dry vines and moss, which is only the size of two rooms.
It was windy and rainy outside, and from time to time, raindrops were blown into the hole and fell on Fang Dou's head and body.
Fang Dou lowered his head and saw that Fubao's hair was wet and pressed against his forehead, and sighed.
After a while, the fire was lit, and the moisture in the hole was driven away, becoming much warmer.
The peddler greeted Fang Dou, "My little master, come here to bake clothes, and the moisture enters the body, which makes it easy to get wind and cold!"
Fang Dou knew that with his physical condition, he would probably not catch a cold, but it was not convenient for him to refuse.
"Thank you, what do you call me!"
"In the next little peddler, his name is Qiao Dong!"
Fang Dou took off his coat and baked it on the fire, leaving only the Taoist robe left on his body. This Taoist robe is made of strange material, and it is not touched with water at all, which is extremely refreshing.
Qiao Dong saw Fang Dou wearing a Taoist robe, and was amazed. The monk wearing a Taoist robe. This combination is really novel.
Fubao hid aside, leaning against the rock wall, his eyes rolling.
I don’t know how long it took, but it was still raining outside, and the sky gradually became dark, and it was already evening.
It seems that I will spend the night in the cave tonight.
Fang Dou took off the bamboo basket, took out the dry food from it, and handed it to Fubao for food.
Fubao took a few bites and held them in his hand in a daze.
Dry food is a large cake baked with finely ground wheat. It has a strong wheat aroma, but for easy storage, it is dehydrated after drying, so it tastes rough and hard and makes it very grinding.
Qiao Dong took the dry food and baked it on the fire for a few times. After a while, he exuded a burnt aroma and the dough became crispy.
Fubao cheered and took the dough and started eating.
"Little brother, I'll make a trick for you!"
Qiao Dong turned around and flipped over the shelves, took out a wooden bench, and held it in front of him and muttered something.
"The art of bamboo horses, go!"
The bench made a neigh, and four straight legs spread out and ran on the ground.
Although they are all four legs, the bench is different from a pony. It is a dead thing. It can actually run around the fire, as if it is a living creature with flesh and blood.
Fang Dou was slightly surprised. This spell was a little interesting.
Fu Bao was also shocked to see it and put the dry food beside him. The two fat hands clapped their hands desperately and applauded, "Okay, good-looking!"
Then, he frowned, "Why are there only horses and no one riding?"
“Yes, somebody rides a horse!”
Qiao Dong took out a few long grass leaves from the shelves, which were used to weave grasshoppers, flying birds and other gadgets.
His skillful hands were so flexible that the butterflies flew up and down, and the grass leaves were intertwined. After a moment, he became a villain with all his limbs.
"call!"
Qiao Dong blew a sigh of relief at the straw man and threw it to the ground with ease. The straw man flipped in the air and landed steadily on the bench.
"Driving!"
Fu Bao shouted excitedly, watching the straw man riding on the bench, like a knight charging into battle.
Children love to watch this the most and stare at it.
"Thank you, Brother Qiao!"
Fang Dou bowed to Qiao Dong, "Your magic is really amazing!"
Qiao Dong waved his hand quickly, "A little trick is called a spell!"
Next, the two of them had a harmonious atmosphere.
Qiao Dong is a peddler who walks around the streets and often goes to the countryside to attract business and master dazzling tricks to attract children to watch.
The ability of this bamboo horse and grass man is ultimately a kind of illusion, and it is no different from tricks such as swallowing swords and spitting fire, and immortal ropes.
"I see!"
Fang Dou thought about it, and 360 steps were the top scholars.
Although Qiao Dong is a peddler, he also mastered several tricks in order to make a living. Although he has no lethality, he is always a way to make a living.
"Oh, the autumn rain makes people feel sad, and the sorrow is even more sad!"
A scholar stumbled, broke through the rain curtain and rushed into the cave. When he saw Fang Dou and Qiao Dong, he quickly decorated his clothes and bowed his sleeves.
"The young student offended him and took advantage of the precious land to shelter from the rain!"
Fang Dou smiled slightly, "Meet by chance, sir, please give me a favor!"
The scholar put away the umbrella and quickly took off the book frame behind his back. He found that the book was wet inside. He hurriedly begged, "Can you borrow the fire and use it? The young student can talk to bake a book!"
Fang Dou's coat had already dried up, so he took it to move aside, "Please!"
The wet book will be turned page by page, smooth the water droplets on the surface, and be careful not to soak the ink marks, otherwise it will stick to it after drying and the book will be ruined.
The scholar's movements were very careful. After wiping them almost, he placed them on the roasting place, and was careful not to let the flames touch the paper.
The booklets were dried one by one, and the scholar smiled, and finally rescued them in time.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Fubao staring at him. As soon as the scholar came, Qiao Dong took the trick.
After all, scholars are most taboo about "strange powers and chaotic spirits", and they also created a word "strange tricks" that is specifically used to scold magical mechanisms.
The scholar felt strange, "Little baby, what are you doing when you look at the little student?"
"What's the best book?"
The scholar became interested and began to popularize science, "Books are good things!"
"There is a golden house in the book, a beautiful woman in the book, and a thousand bells of millet in the book."
"Everything is inferior, but reading is high!"
Fu Bao looked at Fang Dou with a confused look, "Big brother, what is he talking about!"
Fang Dou patiently explained, "This scholar brother said that reading is the most noble."
"As long as you study, the beauty of money is within her fingertips!"
The scholar nodded with a smile, murmured in his heart, "Vulgar!"
Fubao curled his lips, "I have these things at home, so I don't need to study!"
"Also, this big brother Shuduo has never seen him have money or beauty!"
The scholar's heart is full of tears. Children's speech is too straightforward and can easily hurt people!
"Oh my god, it's raining, is God peeing?"
"Haha, if God urinates, why don't he see?"
A few rude voices sounded, and the footsteps of seven or eight people splashed everywhere, and broke into the cave with heavy moisture.
These people were all burly men, wearing straw raincoats and hats on their heads. The rain flowed down the edges like a small waterfall.
"Brother, there's someone!"
"So what if someone?"
The big men took off their straw raincoats and hats, and each had bad faces. They wore various weapons on their waists and behind them. They were obviously not good men and women.
They were not polite, and walked straight to the fire to drive people away, "Get out, our elder brother is going to cook the fire!"
Chapter completed!