The road ahead was much smoother for Ma Bashan and his wife, because Su Fei basically opened the way in advance and got rid of the monsters who wanted to rob them in advance. No big monsters appeared again, only some small monsters appeared.
The beads were finally sent to Longchuan City and handed over to the court. The two men from the Shuttle Escort Bureau's anxious journey was finally over. They vowed never to run long distances from now on, no matter how much money they were given.
Ma Bashan was a little depressed when he returned, because his guns seemed to be mediocre again, and the special skills of the magic gun seemed to be short-lived. They came and went quickly. No matter how he played, it was just an ordinary iron gun.
Those dreams of practicing martial arts were shattered just like that. From now on, they could only live an ordinary life. After thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. The two of them were meant to live an ordinary life.
Su Fei secretly followed him to Longchuan City, staying only for one day, buying some things on the main street, and then turned back.
Return to Lingxian Temple.
The more Bangzi liked the agent viewer, the more he liked him, and he felt that he was following the right person.
The honey in Longchuan City has various flavors, including linden tree honey and hundred flower honey from the north, lychee honey and longan honey from the southern counties, as well as apple honey, locust honey, bee honey...
A wide variety of varieties, each in a small jar, fully satisfies the bear demon's tongue.
Ever since Su Fei was nudged by Black Bear, every time she traveled far away from Taoyuan County, she would always buy some pure honey.
It can be regarded as a reward for Bangzi who is loyal to Lingxian Guan, and it is also an expression of his own integrity.
But I won’t buy too much each time. Even if there are various categories, the total weight will be controlled within a certain range.
He said to the bear: "If you eat too much, you will lose your hair."
It’s not that I care about the little money, I’m just afraid that something will happen. If I give it a pound today, it will be happy. If I give it two taels tomorrow, it will be unhappy and start not working hard, and things will go wrong.
becomes troublesome.
Fortunately, there is the "Wild Demon Taming Manual", which tells him all these knowledge points, otherwise he would not understand these detours.
It turns out that the manual is very useful, just look at the performance of the stick.
The little demon came to the main hall every now and then. One moment he asked the elder if he wanted to drink tea, and he helped make tea. The next moment he asked if the elder was hungry and if he wanted to cook. The next moment he grinned with a bear mouth and said, "Honey from Longchuan City."
Much sweeter.
"Bangzi, help me get some charcoal. There is more snow this winter than last year. The mountain is blocked by heavy snow. It is rare that pilgrims cannot come to the mountain. Taoist Master, I plan to have barbecue in the main hall." Su Fei rubbed his hands and glanced at the portrait of the founder.
: "Let Grandmaster have a change of taste and taste the smell of oil smoke."
There is a small red clay stove, and the aroma of meat fills the room.
Su Fei was grilling meat, feeling extremely comfortable. The bear demon was busy nearby, going to the backyard to wash the meat, and then bringing in firewood and charcoal.
No matter what level of practitioner you are, you would rather warm yourself by the fire on a snowy winter day than go out.
They can use their spiritual energy to dispel the cold air around them, but that doesn't mean they are comfortable. Experts also yearn for such ordinary things. They would sit in the house eating barbecue and drinking wine on a snowy day. When they feel comfortable, they will lean back on the lounge chair and sway around.
A long time ago.
"Come on, Bangzi, try the roasted corn." Su Fei handed the freshly roasted corn to the bear demon.
The black bear was opening the windows in the temple to allow the smoke to escape.
When he saw the roasted corns handed over by the Taoist priest, he was a little confused. Is it really edible if the beautiful corns are roasted into a bear shape?
As soon as you put it in your mouth, the burnt aroma fills your mouth, which is indeed different from boiled food.
After praising the Taoist priest for a few times, he started to eat it seriously.
Raising a bear in the Lingxian Temple not only gave Su Fei an extra helper to do chores, but also allowed him to chat a bit when he was bored.
"Bangzi, I have a question that I need you to answer." Su Fei said.
"Taoist, ask." Bangzi went to see the Taoist.
"Why don't you need to hibernate?" Su Fei thought about bears hibernating. The book also said that even the bear monsters in the Western Demonic Land will hibernate.
"I want to sleep too," Bangzi said, sitting cross-legged on two futons with difficulty, "but I'm hibernating. Who will cook the food for the Taoist priest? Who will take care of the spiritual fields? Who will patrol the mountains? There is snow in the yard.
Who sweeps the dust in the main hall, cleans the kitchen, does laundry..."
Su Fei knew that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked. He had never thought that Bangzi had to do so much work every day.
He is like a capitalist, exploiting the kind-hearted bear, and even the reward is grown by the little demon himself.
In order to change the subject, he proposed to stand in the yard and enjoy the snowy scenery of the distant mountains.
So a bear eating roasted corn and a Taoist priest holding skewers stood on the steps in front of the temple, looking into the distance.
Fine snow is falling, the distant mountains are covered with white, and the sky and earth are picturesque.
"It's been a while since you came to Lingxian Temple. Do you miss home?"
Su Fei's mind was still surrounded by scenes of the bear demon doing various tasks. In order to make himself appear less cold-blooded, he planned to pay close attention to the little demon's life and needs.
"Taoist Priest, you have asked me several times. I am really a lonely wandering bear. Before I met you, I had no home." Bangzi thought for a moment and said, "Now that I have it, Lingxian Temple is my home. I am here now."
Standing at home, how can I feel homesick?"
Su Fei took a bite of the meat skewers in his hand. Maybe it was because it was cold and the taste had changed.
For some reason, Xiaoyao's words made him feel as if flying snow had fallen into his eyes, moistening them.
Is this considered the second spiritual enlightenment? Why can a seemingly stupid bear say such touching words? It actually considers Lingxian Temple as its home.
Moreover, he also said it with the hypocritical tone of a poet, "How can I miss home when I am standing at home?" It is really touching for a bear to say such words.
The art of speaking seems to have surpassed him as the acting viewer.
Just as he was about to return to the palace to continue the barbecue, in order to commend Bangzi for his loyalty, Su Fei decided to reward him with a few skewers of honey-glazed pork ribs.
But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared at the door.
He is a monk wearing a white photovoltaic from the Heavenly Sin Division.
The person who came was Zhao Liangjiu, and he came for Gu Nianan.
He wanted to help his talented junior brother regain his lost confidence, and he also wanted to prove that all the sects in the world were just like little brothers in front of the Heavenly Sins Division.
What surprised Zhao Liangjiu was that because he saw a large formation protecting the mountain, he did not dare to show any anger, restrained his cultivation, and climbed up the mountain almost unnoticed.
He planned to suddenly appear in front of the Taoist priest of Lingxian Temple and surprise him.
You must know how difficult it is for a person with cultivation to be able to appear in front of people without touching the mountain-protecting formation.
They are not ordinary pilgrims who have no fluctuations in their bodies, so being able to avoid formations to find trouble is equivalent to being able to assassinate, which is a manifestation of strength.
From the Tiansu Division to Taoyuan County, along the way, he thought of many ways to appear that would make the Taoist priests of Lingxian Temple breathtaking, such as falling with the sword, flashing behind him and patting the shoulder, throwing a big monster into the temple...
In the end, he chose to sit in the palace and drink tea silently when the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, which shocked the other party's face.
But as soon as he quietly reached the door, people were already waiting for him.
"Did he already know that I was coming?" Zhao Liangjiu looked at the person making skewers and also at the bear eating corn.
Those two guys were obviously waiting for him. Otherwise, why would they be standing at the door of the temple eating on such a cold day? They were just acting for him.