Qin Guichen was very busy preparing two meals a day for more than a hundred of Dugu Changfeng's younger brothers. After asking the inn's boss Ye Moumou for instructions, Longmen Inn was turned into a student canteen, and
Not open to the public, even passers-by
The army scouts were blocked from the door.
Dugu Changfeng's life now is very pleasant. He, the general, does not need to herd the sheep himself. He has his younger brother to do the work for him.
Every day he studied in an open-air private school, and then rode his Fengchai BMW on the grass with the beautiful young lady named Hu'er.
Finally, he performed a set of marksmanship that everyone must applaud.
Wang Keke is also living a good life. This old naughty boy is hundreds of years old, but his childlike innocence has not been lost at all. He plays with a group of half-year-old children all day long, and he does not act like an elder at all.
This earthen city outside the Great Wall used to be as silent as a jar of stagnant water. In the past three days since the owner of the Longmen Inn returned, this earthen city has gained a bit more vitality.
It was another dusk. Dugu Changfeng held Hu'er in his arms, climbed down from Zhui Feng's back, and directed his subordinates to drive the dwindling flock of sheep into the sheepfold.
There were also two teenagers, dragging a sand rake with a large jar on top of the rake.
The two teenagers ran very fast, and the big boy could only scream "Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba, Aba," It looked like he was knocked around badly.
Many children were queuing up at the entrance of the inn to receive their meals. As expected, this time each of them brought a clay pot to hold mutton soup.
Master Xu doesn't have to queue up, Qin Guichen has already prepared his share.
A small pot of wine and a large pot of mutton. Considering that the old man is old and has bad teeth, Qin Guichen did not prepare stiff naan cakes for him today, but six white-flour steamed buns.
Master Xu took it and still said the same thing: "Thank you, madam."
Then, he turned around and walked towards Tucheng.
When I arrived at my residence, I saw from a distance my granddaughter's head emerging from behind the curtain of the earthen cave under the evening sun.
Master Xu couldn't help but quicken his pace.
His granddaughter seemed to be afraid of the sun, and she hid in the dark cave all day long. The people in the Tucheng never seemed to see her come out.
However, absolutely no one visited her as a patient.
These are troubled times. If you take care of yourself, you will become Amitabha. No one will care about the life and death of others like the fool and prodigal son at Longmen Inn.
Master Xu smiled and shook the food in his hand, very kindly.
The granddaughter stretched out her dirty hands and took the jar of mutton and steamed buns. Soon, the sound of chewing food could be heard from the earth hole behind the curtain.
Master Xu sat on a small bench in front of the cave entrance, watching the sunset.
He said with some emotion: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. When this beautiful sunset sets, the whole world will be swallowed up by darkness."
Behind the curtain, the voice of my granddaughter came out.
"However, the sky will always light up, the sun and the moon alternate, and the cycle of life is the eternal mystery of the universe."
Master Xu nodded slightly and said: "Yes, no matter how long the darkness lasts, there will always be light. The sunshine will eventually shine on this land again.
Hey, let’s not talk about this anymore. I found the people living in the Longmen Inn very strange.” The granddaughter said, “It’s quite strange. I heard people in the city say that the young master in the Longmen Inn is a prodigal. As long as you give him
He herds sheep, has a stone house every day, and is even responsible for lunch. How could there be such a stupid person in the world?
"
Master Xu said: "That's not stupid, that's kind. Do you think that the food is for the children who are herding sheep?"
They are saving people, they just found an excuse to be a prodigal."
"The Buddha said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since they are saving people, they will be rewarded and will definitely join a good family in the next life."
Master Xu said: "I don't know what will happen to them in the next life, but today I discovered their secret. They are not mortals, but cultivators.
I specially found an opportunity today to test Dugu Changfeng.
It was discovered that the Overlord Spear in his hand was actually an artifact-level magic weapon.
Later, I slapped his palm as an excuse to punish him. When I held his hand, I found that although his body lacked real energy and was only at the fourth level of the divine sea of human cultivators, his body was very pure with almost no impurities.
It was obvious that an expert was using very clever techniques to help him cleanse his marrow and refine his body.
I also discovered today that he actually understands formations. Although his understanding of formations is not high, it is far beyond that of his peers. He can even use stones to set up Bagua formations and trap hundreds of goats, which is amazing."
The curtain was opened, and a pair of green eyes flickered in the darkness.
"The marrow cleansing method, artifacts and magic weapons, and also knows the formation. It seems that the owner of Longmen Inn is really not simple."
Master Xu said, "I have inquired. The owner of Longmen Inn is not the old man named Wang, nor the lady named Qin, but a young man named Ye. Changfeng calls him Uncle Ye."
It is said that this man spoke very little. He used to sit on the sand dunes to the west or sit on Longbei Mountain drinking every day.
However, he acted cruelly, and he beheaded more than a hundred skeletons on the wooden frame at the entrance of Longmen Inn.
In the past three days, this person has not appeared. Changfeng said that his Uncle Ye will be back tomorrow.
I feel that this person is definitely not an idle person, and I want him to show you..."
"Grandpa, I have given up, haven't you given up yet? Do you think he can heal me?"
"Whenever there is a chance, you should not give up. Your current physical condition is already very bad. If you don't get treatment, you will die."
Master Xu's words were full of sadness.
At this moment, a soft man's voice slowly sounded.
Said: "You have disappeared for ten years, so you are hiding in this place. Why, after so many years, you still haven't found a way to cure the little monster?"
Master Xu saw a beautiful young man wearing gorgeous silk clothes appearing in front of him.
The young man is so handsome that he is almost enchanting. He wears a dragon-shaped jade pendant around his waist and swings a folding fan with a big peony painted on it in his hand. He looks a bit vulgar.
When he saw this handsome young man, Master Xu's expression changed drastically and he stood up immediately.
He said in surprise: "You...how did you find this place?"
The handsome young man closed the disgusting and vulgar peony folding fan and lightly tapped his head with the fan bone.
He said: "Have you forgotten, this little monster and I have brain connections. Within a radius of five thousand miles, I can feel her breath, but she can't feel my breath."
Master Xu, I haven’t seen you for only ten years, how come you are in such a state of desolation? Is this still the Confucian master Xu Qiuren I know who is famous in heaven and underworld?"
Master Xu hummed: "My life is indeed unsatisfactory, but your life, Your Majesty, is not necessarily any better than my life. I heard that in the battle of Yingzui Cliff nine years ago, all six armies were wiped out, and Qixing Mountain
In the battle with the six tribes of gods, most of them were killed or injured. For these years, you have been hiding in the mountains of Southern Xinjiang and dare not take a step out of Southern Xinjiang. You are in such a miserable state, do you have the nerve to tell me?"
