In late May, when plums and peaches are fragrant on Hesitant Island, the silver-white cloud boat rises into the sky and flies westward through the clouds.
Being able to leave this land where there is only pain, contempt, beatings and scoldings, and the bad memories of almost dying from hunger several times, Gouwa does not have a trace of sadness. To be able to beg in a place where there are many rich people and do not let dogs bite him, it is right.
He is happy.
He was dark and thin, with bare feet and bruises on his face. He looked fiercely at the other three little guys who were huddled in the corner and crying softly. He stopped the three children who had left home from crying and came closer.
Go and talk in a low voice.
After a while, he became the king of children and agreed to go outside and protect the three of them.
He put on a pair of new cloth shoes that didn't fit very well on his bare feet, and tied them tightly with cloth straps so that they wouldn't fall off when running. There were three more coarse grain cakes in his hands, which were given to him willingly by three children who were taller and stronger than him.
I just asked a few more questions casually.
The three children were all carrying small bundles and food prepared by the family, and the food they used made him jealous.
He bit into and swallowed the pancakes he earned. If there was good food, he had to eat it as soon as possible to avoid being snatched away. He used his eyes to secretly observe the movements of the immortal masters sitting in front of him. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he
The few of them in the corner of the cabin seemed to be sleeping peacefully. The little beggar became more and more courageous. He had to teach his three younger brothers the rules of paying tribute.
Chen Qingqiao glanced at Guanzhu Zhang, who was sitting next to him, and sighed: "You are still a young child. This is too overbearing. You already know that you have to pay tribute every day. Where did you learn the tricks? You don't care?"
After more than a month of repairs, his left arm was intact as before, but it was a little too white and tender. He simply covered it with his sleeves to hide it from others. It took a year and a half for him to fully recover.
He has taught Wan Boqi at Lingbao Temple how to repair broken limbs and regenerate them.
It's not difficult for those who can, but it's difficult for those who can't. Wan Boqi estimated that it would take him half a year to repair his broken limb.
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and said: "The ambition of a wolf is obvious. Let my second senior brother go back to the headache. He has a way to teach the child. Why don't you let me go to Qingshui Temple and help me discipline him for two years?"
"The three I have chosen are extremely weak-tempered. It's enough for me to worry about. You just want to do good things and be the boss."
Chen Qingqiao categorically rejected the joke of his old friend. A soundproof barrier was installed between the rear cabin and the front cabin. They saw the communication between the four little guys and would not interfere out of boredom. They took out a five-foot stick from the storage space.
Long dark wood sticks.
"I heard that you are looking for the Babel tree. I got this 'shadow tree' from Far Island, which is ranked ninth on the spiritual tree list. It is almost two thousand years old. You can take it if it is suitable for you."
"Two thousand-year-old shadow wood strips, such a good thing."
Zhang Wenfeng took the dark wood stick and rubbed it in his hand. The surface texture of the dark wood was delicate, smooth and moist, with a slightly deep halo. It exuded an elegant and timeless woody fragrance. He accepted this valuable gift without politeness.
Chen Qingqiao sent a message: "Bai Lichun came to me a few days ago and asked to help me get a few more second-level and third-level realm-breaking pills."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "He is bound to win the position of Great Heavenly Master."
"He was too impatient. In fact, Lao Zhu had no intention of fighting with him. In order to express his feelings, Lao Zhu deliberately stayed in the Duxian Islands and guarded it for five years with Master Fa Yuan and Zhou Guanshi."
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and it has nothing to do with us."
"Yes, everyone should sweep the snow away from their homes. Five hundred years is not a long time. There are too many worries in the world, so it may not be a good thing."
Chen Qingqiao ended the topic and said through the voice: "You are too shameless. You accepted a good thing and didn't give me any gift in return, not even a word of thanks. It's too much."
"Haha, let's say to each other, "Thank you, see more people, don't do this, you can tell me anything."
"I will send three disciples with swordsmanship talents to Xianling Temple later. Please take the time to point out and help me lead them. This time, there are so many people like Lao Wan, and only one of them has mastered the sword of "Yihe, Sword Realm"
Xiu suffered a big loss on his hands and was at a loss to deal with it. If you had been present at the time, you could have avoided such heavy losses."
"I'll accept a piece of broken wood from you, and I'll help you with your disciples. I'll be at a disadvantage."
"Return that broken piece of wood."
The two communicated via voice transmission
Flow, teasing each other, time passes easily.
The war on the Duxian Islands is over. It is estimated that there will be no major battles for a long time. I can practice with peace of mind and feel more relaxed.
Zhang Wenfeng also took the opportunity to find out about his old friend. Chen Qingqiao's temperament had changed a bit, and his strange abilities had improved a lot. It should be because he had not been taken away from him, or maybe his state of mind was different due to his improved cultivation.
Who doesn't have a little secret? He doesn't know how to ask.
In the afternoon, the Xingyun boat passed over Lingxing Island and stopped for a while to put down the soil.
From Daying to the vicinity of the capital of Dayi, Zhang Wenfeng and the other monks who had not disembarked said goodbye, carrying Gou Wa, who was full of confusion, and Wan Boqi, who had covered himself with magic, and flew towards Lingbao.
Guanshan Gate
Zhou Fushi stayed at the Duxian Islands to guard the island. He stayed with Wan Boqi, who had recovered from his injuries and lost his legs, and would stay for a few more months.
Li Chenglong of the Lingbao Temple Supervisor led more than a dozen third-level monks, opened the main gate in front of the mountain gate, and respectfully welcomed the two elders who had returned from victory. The host, Su Xianyuan, and three other disciples of the Self-Contained Realm, had already left.
On Tuofan Road, the current Lingbao Temple is in charge of the Supervisory Academy.
Gouwa hid behind his noble butt, walked up the bluestone slab, and glanced at the strange flowers and trees on both sides of the mountain road.
The sight of the red fruits made him drool. He ate a lot of them. He could just break off a few plump and tender vitex sticks as thick as a finger to fill his stomach. He could also eat the flowers as big as the mouth of a bowl. He could eat the snow-white plump rabbits running around in the grass, roasting them.
It's so fragrant that no bones are left.
It was just that the mountain road was too long. The climb made him sweat profusely, and his full stomach seemed empty again.
Why is this damn place so big?
When will dinner be served?
Wan Bo got up to take care of his illness and did not go to the main peak to burn incense. Everyone sent him back to Kaiyuan Peak.
Zhang Wenfeng left the panting little beggar at the foot of the main peak, and warned the little guy not to eat the fruits in the forest, nor to eat the flowers and plants, as they were poisonous and would cause diarrhea. The little beggar, who was so frightened that his eyes were spinning, stopped immediately.
When thinking about eating, he knew that diarrhea was unpleasant and could kill someone.
As the elder with the highest status, Zhang Wenfeng went up to the main peak surrounded by people, offered incense in the main hall and paid homage to the Taoist ancestors and masters. Accompanied by everyone, he went to the side hall to serve tea.
Zhang Wenfeng took out Senior Brother Zhou's handwritten letter and sent it to the prison, chatting and laughing with everyone, picking out the twists and turns of the war on Wandering Island, and narrowing the distance between him and everyone.
Until the sun set in the west, Zhang Wenfeng stood up and left the main peak, so that others could go about their own business without having to accompany him to see him off. Only the prison guard accompanied him down the mountain.
When he saw the little beggar waiting for him on the bluestone road, he didn't expose the little beggar's trick of finding some disciples who were passing by to steal some fruits. The little guy had many tricks up his sleeve, so he could tell that his status here was not low.
You can ask passers-by about which fruits you can eat and which ones you cannot eat. They will fill your stomach and not poison you.
Use magic to carry the little beggar and fly to Yunyong Peak, thirty miles to the west, otherwise it would take most of the day to reach it.
After receiving the news in advance, the disciples Yao Siwen and Su Qin who were responsible for sweeping the house hurried forward to salute and greet Elder Zhang and the prison.
After sitting down in the main hall and chatting for a while, the prison guard stood up and left.
Zhang Wenfeng walked to the courtyard of the back mountain with the little beggar who was silent and his eyes darting around, and ordered the two people following him: "Prepare oil and salt pots and stoves, rice, vegetables and meat for Gouwa. From now on, he will be responsible for everything he eats."
Do it yourself.”
Yao Siwen and Su Qin handed over their hands and agreed to "obey the order". They were surprised that such a young child could prepare food by himself. How convenient it would be to have it delivered from the dining hall.
The little beggar nodded, as this arrangement suited him very well.