"Child, do you really want to leave? We finally got over there, but you went back again. It's not necessary."
"My child, Houshu is far away, let alone the sea to the south of Houshu. You have been coming and going for a year and a half, at least."
Hearing that Yang Zi said that he wanted to find his parents, the others who came out of Qingfeng Temple all tried to persuade Yang Zi.
They have endured hardships along the way. The saying that life is cheap when you are away from home is not a simple statement. These days, as long as you travel far away, there will be risks.
The mountains are high and the roads are far away. God knows what dangers we may encounter along the way.
In the face of other people's persuasion, Yang Zizi remained silent. Yang Zizi, who was carrying his luggage, looked at Li Huowang, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair. "Senior Brother Li, do you think I can go?"
"My legs are on your legs. You don't have to ask me whether you want to go or not. Gouwa, give him your rotten wood and keep it on the road for self-defense."
"Ah~?"
"Ah, what? Come on, bring him a carriage by the way. You have to walk on your feet for such a long way. I'm afraid your shoes will be worn out."
Soon, Yang's luggage suddenly increased, and all kinds of dry food were piled up in the carriage, enough for them to eat all the way to Houshu.
"Take this bag of silver. In addition to being used as a means of transportation, you can also use it to solve troubles on the road."
When Yang child took the large bag of heavy silver in his hand, he was at a loss what to do. "Brother Li, I can't take these, I..."
"You can take it if you are told. There is no shortage of money in the village now. I am still injured and can't go with you. If you want to go, then you can go. Now the world is peaceful and evil spirits are common. The talisman you learned
And Ruyi Ruyi can also help you save your life."
When Yang child heard this, he knelt down excitedly and kowtowed to Li Huowang a few times. Then he jumped on the carriage and left Niuxin Village with the woman in the carriage.
Gouwa, who was holding his daughter, suddenly stepped forward and shouted: "Child! When passing by Qingqiu, I stopped by to see Sun Baolu and tell him that I married a wife and gave birth to a daughter!"
"Okay! Brother Dog! I understand!"
Yang child left, and the others also walked back in twos and threes.
On the way, Gouwa couldn't help but complain, "This kid is gone, who will cook for us? Zhao Wu, how are your skills?"
"Look at my legs and feet, do you think I can cook?" Zhao Wu, who was on crutches, gave him a blank look.
"That's bad. No one can cook now. What should we do? Xiaoman, can you do it?"
"Get lost."
"Since no one is doing it, then don't eat from the big pot anymore." Li Huowang's words attracted everyone's attention.
Originally, everyone eating together was an old habit that was carried over from the original road. But now, Gao Zhijian has gone to be the emperor, Sun Baolu has returned home, and the Lu family has settled in Shangjing. Several people have died on the way, and the remaining people are still alive.
There are no seats at the table.
"We're all married, and there's no shortage of money. Then we can start our own business from now on, and don't go to the Bai family compound all day long."
Hearing this, Bai Lingmiao, who was next to Li Huowang, was slightly happy.
"No, Senior Brother Li." Gou Wa had a look of regret on his face. He felt so comfortable living as long as he had his mouth to eat every day.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." After Li Huowang finished speaking, he led Li Sui towards the Bai family compound.
Gou Wa, who looked regretful, scratched his head and looked at Zhao Wu aside. "Hey, you haven't gotten married yet. No one will do it for you in the future. Please advise Senior Brother Li quickly."
"Don't expect me to push you. I can do it myself, so there's no need." Zhao Wu said, ignoring Gouwa's surprise and walking towards the warehouse step by step on crutches.
It is said to be a warehouse, but it is actually an uninhabited compound, specially set aside to store the things sent by Gao Zhijian.
Gold, silver, cloth, and various gifts were piled up in the lobby. As soon as the abacus was placed on the table, Zhao Wu began to count them.
This is Zhao Wu's job, and he is the only one who can do it in Niuxin Village. His family is a rice seller. He has grown up with the sound of abacus dialing since he was a child. In terms of calculation ability, no one can compare with him.
When they were on the road, they were poor and didn't have much money at all, and Zhao Wu had nothing to worry about.
But now that so many people in Niuxin Village have enough food and clothing and so much money and food, his value has been reflected.
How much money the entire Niuxin Village earns, how much money it spends, where it is spent and where it is used, how much old rice there is, how much old rice and how much new rice needs to be sold every year, he all uses an abacus to keep track of it.
It is tiring to do this kind of work alone, but Zhao Wu is happy to do this kind of work, because only in this way can he feel that he is not a useless person who cannot lift his hands and shoulders.
"Five hundred pearls? Why did Gao Zhijian give so many pearls? No one in the village has any use for them." Zhao Wu shook his head gently, picked up a pen and wrote it down carefully.
This lasted a whole day. When his stomach was rumbling and the sky was getting dark, he didn't even hear the sound of Yang starting dinner.
It was only then that Zhao Wu realized that Yang Xiaobao had just left and he would have to cook for himself in the future.
"Hey, I suddenly left and I'm not used to walking at all." Zhao Wu picked up the crutch next to him and limped toward the kitchen.
When they got to the kitchen, it was getting dark, so Zhao Wu decided to grab something chewy and try not to miss Mrs. Wu’s evening class.
Thinking of Master Wu's evaluation of him just yesterday, Zhao Wu suddenly felt hot in his heart. He had said that in the entire Niuxin Village, he had the highest understanding in terms of literacy.
Now that I know 800 characters, I can barely be considered a scholar.
"It's so dark, where is the oil lamp?" Zhao Wu groped around in the kitchen.
Opening a steamer, when you touched something cool and soft, spindle-shaped, you picked it up and stuffed it into your arms. "Sweet potatoes are also available. Take them with you to eat on the road. Don't be late."
When Zhao Wu thought of this, the movements in his hands suddenly sped up, but just when he stuffed the third piece of sweet potato into his arms and then touched the fourth piece, he touched a skinny paw in the dark.
"Ghost!!"
After just a few breaths, there was a "Peng" sound, and the wooden door of the kitchen was blown to pieces in an instant. Li Huowang, whose black tentacles were constantly squirming, stood there with a spine sword in his hand, looking at the room with a murderous look on his face. <
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"Senior Brother Li! There's a ghost! There's a ghost in this house!" Zhao Wu didn't care about the crutch, and used his hands and feet to crawl behind Li Huowang.
"Quiet!" Li Huowang took out the pale green fluorescent stone from his arms and threw it into the dim kitchen.
Soon he saw the ragged man huddled in the corner. His shoulders were shaking, as if he was eating something.
"Turn around!" Li Huowang raised his sword horizontally.
When the man turned around and saw Li Huowang's appearance, he immediately ignored the sweet potato stuffed in his mouth. He lay on the ground trembling all over and kept kowtowing to Li Huowang. "Great Immortal, have mercy on me! Great Immortal, have mercy on me!!"