Early the next morning, Jiang Sibai took his fishing rod to a stream in Shennong Valley and started fishing.
As an old fisherman, he has stepped into the hole a long time ago. There are definitely fish in the water here.
As expected, the old man fished all morning and harvested a basket full of fish.
Then he poured all the lively fresh fish out of the basket, selected two of them that were of moderate size and looked the most beautiful, and hung them up with a rope.
Then he said to Dabai who had already swallowed his saliva beside him: "Teacher Dabai, bring these fish to Qian Jin and let him figure out how to cook them for you to eat."
Without saying a word, Dabai picked up all the fish on the ground and put them into the fish basket, then ran away with the fish basket on his back.
Jiang Sibai shook his head, then returned to his room and put on a white Taoist robe, then took a step forward and shrunk to the ground.
Yuandao Peak was very close. He walked seven or eight steps and took thirty miles to reach the foot of Yuandao Peak.
Then he went all the way up to the Chuyuan Hall, which was his first 'check-in' after entering the mountain.
Chuyuan Hall is still the same as before, deserted and deserted, only waiting for new disciples to come and register.
Jiang Sibai soon found the old man dozing under the shadow of the tree in front of Chuyuan Hall.
He walked forward and saw that the old man seemed to be sleeping soundly, so he placed the two fresh fishes and the bottle of Xiaohuanchun Dan that the master had given him next to the old man.
Jiang Sibai didn't say anything, turned around and hurried to Chengdao Palace.
He should be quite busy today.
But at this moment, Xuan Chizi suddenly said: "What does it mean to leave two live fish on the edge of the old road?"
"Throw it into the water vat."
Jiang Sibai wasn't angry when he heard this. He laughed and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he turned around and picked up two fish and walked to the back of Chuyuan Hall. Sure enough, he saw a small yard at the back with a water tank in the yard.
He threw both fish into the tank.
Then he came outside and said, "Okay, uncle, I won't delay your rest."
Unexpectedly, Xuan Chizi muttered again: "Don't you know how to bring some wine?"
Oh, you still have to push your limits?
Jiang Sibai said honestly: "You can't get wine in the mountains, and we don't make wine in Shennong Valley."
He hesitated for a moment and then said: "In this case, when I have a chance to go down the mountain, I can find a way to get you some wine?"
Xuan Chizi nodded when he heard this, and then said: "I'll accept the fish. You can take that bottle of rejuvenation pill back, I won't need it."
Jiang Sibai hesitated and said, "Master asked me to bring this."
Xuan Chizi said angrily: "If I say it's useless, it's useless. Whether you take it back and give it to your master, or you can just give it away yourself, it doesn't matter to me."
Why are you angry again?
Is this old Taoist priest born in the year of Dog?
Jiang Sibai scratched his head and said, "Okay, I'll take it back. Master, please have a good rest while I leave."
Jiang Sibai said goodbye again.
But the old Taoist priest stopped him again and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I don't even miss a sparrow on weekdays. It's rare for someone to come and chat with me more."
Jiang Sibai looked embarrassed when he heard this. After all, he originally planned to enter all these secret techniques into Chengdao Palace today.
However, after thinking about it, he didn't seem to be in such a hurry, so he just sat on the ground under the tree beside the mountain road.
"Uncle, what did you say we were talking about?"
The old Taoist priest said directly: "You tell me first, and I will explain it to you later."
Are you telling each other stories?
Jiang Sibai nodded and thought for a moment: "Then let me talk about my hometown..."
He began to talk about Ji Guo's situation very painfully, his tone was like boiled water, and he spoke without emotion.
There is no way, after all, he himself has no sense of empathy, so how can he describe it with emotion and emotion?
Sure enough, after Xuan Chizi listened for a while, he waved his hand in a bored manner and said, "Why are you talking about those dry words?"
Jiang Sibai asked helplessly: "Uncle, what do you want to hear?"
Xuan Chizi paused for a moment, and then said in a faint tone: "Then tell me, what kind of cruelty did you encounter?"
Jiang Sibai's whole body trembled, and when he looked at Xuan Chizi, he seemed to vaguely see rising black auras on his body!
These black breaths are constantly changing, sometimes turning into individual figures, sometimes turning into some terrifying existences.
Jiang Sibai was a little shocked.
But then he realized that this was the sinister aura deliberately manifested by Xuan Chizi.
He said: "Uncle, is this interesting?"
Xuan Chizi said: "It's quite interesting. Your cruelty can often represent your experience."
"Especially, let me tell you something fun..."
He looked around, and then said as if he was whispering: "If you talk about your cruelty to others, those auras will even manifest themselves in the form of gods above your head!"
"This is really interesting."
Jiang Sibai: "..."
He felt like he didn't know what to say.
Could it be said that this is the fun of the older generation?
"Well, the evil spirits I encountered are zombies. They are slow, stupid and have no lethality. They can be killed by just touching them."
What made him speechless was that during the narration process, there seemed to be gray-black smoke above his head, forming a slow-moving figure.
It made him look super stupid at this moment.
Xuan Chizi was speechless for a moment, and then he said, "That's it?"
"Look at me."
Instead of 'listening', I used 'seeing', and I saw that before Xuan Chizi said anything, it was already filled with darkness.
"When I was seventy-one years old, I was still a young monk who had just entered the realm of refining energy and becoming a god. When I was on the shore of the East China Sea and fighting the Dongyi Witch Festival, I happened to encounter a hundred-foot mysterious snake swimming in the sea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black smoke above Xuan Chizi's head transformed into a huge flat-headed snake that was constantly hovering above his head.
That arrogant and domineering attitude was much more advanced than the corpse that Jiang Sibai had dryly mentioned just now.
Xuan Chizi pointed to the top of his head and said, "Look, this is so decent."
"You have a lot of evil in your boy, so it's not like he killed all the corpses, right?"
Obviously, things like corpses are a bit too weak for Xuan Chizi.
Jiang Sibai hesitated for a moment, and then said: "More than three years ago, I met the king of Lai who was controlled by a violent lady..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a throne filled with black energy appeared above his head, and a humanoid-like being sat slumped on the throne.
The corner of Xuan Chizi's mouth suddenly twitched.
He said: "Don't tell me, you just stabbed him to death!"
Jiang Sibai nodded and said, "Stab him to death."
"Otherwise, Master might be in trouble, so I can only stab him to death."
"Hiss~"
Xuan Chizi looked at Jiang Sibai with admiration and said, "I didn't expect you to be so cruel to me and dare to touch such a difficult thing."
"Forget it, I won't play with you anymore. Come and accompany this old guy like me more from now on. If you have something to do now, go quickly."
Jiang Sibai stood up and left inexplicably.
He was still a little confused about Xuan Chizi's actions.
But he understood the intention of Taoist Mo Shang... It was for him to deliberately make friends with this uncle to seek some kind of benefits!
However, he is not too interested in this kind of thing, so he just regards it as 'the master's task'.
On the contrary, I have discovered a sinister new way to play, which is quite interesting.