The lotus leaves were wrapped with two slightly burnt sparrows, two chicken feet, a chicken head and a chicken butt, but it seemed like it was pulled off by hand and could not be seen at all.

"Hehe, I caught a pheasant, so I twisted the chicken head and feet off and kept it for you. Later, I looked at it and seemed to be a little less, so I beat two more sparrows, and you can just eat it! It would be good to have such meat in this temple."

He took a sip of the wine gourd in his hand, and without waiting for her to say anything, he waved his hand and said, "Monk, I'll go to bed first. We will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning and arrive at the foot of the mountain. Do you want to eat?"

Tang Ning watched him leave, so he only picked up the sparrow and ate it. No matter how small the sparrow is, it is still meat? God knows that after she got here, she has never tasted the meat foam!

After the two sparrows were drunk, they still felt empty, so they went to the kitchen to eat two steamed buns, and then went back to the room to rest.

The next morning, when the old monk walked into the yard with his yawn and stretched, he shouted: "Get up, get up! We have to leave."

The room was quiet and no sound came out.

The old monk stepped forward and patted the door: "I slept later than the monk, so get up quickly."

However, there was still no sound in the room.

Seeing that there was no movement, the old monk felt something was wrong in his heart, so he came to the window to look at it, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Where are people? Where have people gone?"

He jumped directly into the window, but saw that there was not even a figure in the room. He stepped forward and looked into the bed. The cool bed was not warm at all.

"This little boy wouldn't have escaped in the middle of the night, right? Did he dump me as a monk?"

He glared at his eyes, grabbed his long white eyebrows with one hand, and slapped his forehead anxiously and annoyedly: "Oh no! What's the name of that little fox? Where is his home? I haven't asked the monk yet! Where will I go to find her?"

Seeing a piece of paper at the head of the bed, I quickly picked it up and looked at it, and said angrily: "What does it mean to take him with you if you have something to do? When you meet again in the future, will you repay your life-saving grace?"

He kneaded the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it away, and at the same time he took a step and went out: "I want to throw the monk, I? I don't even have the door!"

At the same time, in Qingyun City, Tang Family, and the hall, the atmosphere was a bit depressing and low.

In the hall, Tang Xiao was sitting at the main seat, and Nangong Lingyun was sitting on the lower left. He had come back to visit Tang Ning, but unexpectedly, when he came to the Tang family, he learned from Tang Xiao that Tang Ning's whereabouts are unknown and his whereabouts are unknown.

"Uncle Tang, don't worry too much. Maybe Ning'er just went out to relax and would be back in a while." Nangong Lingyun could only comfort him like this.

"If her cultivation level has returned to her own home, I can feel more at ease. But now her cultivation level has been lost overnight, and another person has left home and disappeared, so I am afraid that she will be outside..."

Speaking of this, Tang Xiao stopped. He didn't want to say the worst case, nor did he dare to say it out of his mouth, for fear that it would come true.

"Ninger Ji people have their own heavenly appearance, and they will definitely be safe." Nangong Lingyun said, looking at him and said again: "Now Ning'er is not with Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang should take care of his health."
Chapter completed!