114. Emperor Wang, Huangliang Mountain, and the so-called escape (Dazhang-(1/3)
"You let me run away?"
"What about that?"
A simple question was made, and it was ringing in this quiet farmhouse.
A Zi, who was sweeping the floor, raised her little ears and listened quietly.
Although she doesn't understand what "the difference between the five elements, convergence and merger" means, it doesn't prevent her from understanding that someone is going to trouble her master.
So she got a little angry, and she was about to speak with her waist on her waist, but she felt the aura not far away, and felt that she was a little inferior, so she went back silently.
really...
Sure enough, it's still a problem with clothing?
If you wear a beautiful black dress and grab the round fan in your hand, your aura will be very strong, right?
At least you can cover your face with a fan so that others will not see her cowardly expression.
Xia Ji looked at Zhuang Yu opposite him, "Can I understand your behavioral motivation as...investment in me?"
"invest?"
Zhuang Yu was stunned for a moment, reacted slightly, and said, "Yes, but to be more precise, I am giving your best in the future...
Even if you are in the Dao Township now, even if you exud the stench of righteousness, I firmly believe that one day... you will become what you deserve.
Then, I look forward to spending my life with you in my eternal life in the future.
If you die halfway through or fail to be that way, I will admit it too.
However, everything has risks.
And you have the value to make me take risks.”
Xia Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Things like strange fire should not distinguish between good and evil. If you are sure that the purple demon fire in my body is strange fire... then how can you be sure..."
Zhuang Yu interrupted him: "I'm sure."
"Why?"
Xia Ji was really curious.
He knew very well in his heart that even if there was something wrong with his practice, he absorbed real real Sun True Yuan.
The sun is the most yang and strong thing, how can it be related to evil?
Even if the opposite of this power is Haoran's righteousness, it is still difficult for him to believe it.
Zhuang Yu stared at him and said again: "I'm sure."
"However, what I can provide you now is just some simple information to avoid the danger of death.
The greater your value, the more the flames in your body are exposed to the wind, the more I will give you.
Even one day, before you set out, I will help you understand everything you want to know.
When you are injured, I will help you mislead all enemies chasing you.
When you are in danger, I will help you control your enemies like a moth to a fire.
And your current qualifications can only allow me to provide so much."
Xia Ji suddenly said: "A thing happened in Wudang Mountain. A disciple was manipulated and self-harm, and then he wrote down the four words "Not allowed to go down the mountain... That night, many disciples died in Wudang."
Zhuang Yu said: "It's dead."
Xia Ji said: "I know that the Supreme Immortal who lives in seclusion in Wudang killed him."
Zhuang Yu suddenly laughed and lowered his voice: "Brother, as sister, this time, I will give you a message for free... There are no immortals in this world, not one.
I mean..."
She raised her hand and pointed to the sky.
Xia Ji deliberately said: "My head of Wudang holds the Fire De Star Lord's Seal. All the disciples have seen it. The head of the head of the immortal himself is also the reincarnation of the Supreme Immortal, you are lying."
This is the second time he has heard this message.
The first time was in Chenyin Mountain, and the python girl named Bai Ren told him, and the python girl also said that her master wanted to see him.
Zhuang Yu said: "Believe it or not... All those who call themselves gods in this world have no good intentions. You better remember it, otherwise it will make my sister embarrassed if you die in such a small matter.
By the way, you have been in the back mountain of Wudang, if you can provide me with more information about that immortal.
I can also exchange it with equivalent information that will satisfy you.
For example...I want to know how the Supreme Immortal, who claims to be an immortal, killed Tao Wu.
Tao Wu is the one who manipulated Wudang disciples to self-injure."
Xia Ji wanted to answer.
Unfortunately, the vest has gone, and the building is empty.
There are no "lotus" or "secret treasures with copying" in the remaining secret treasures, and such vests cannot be copied.
So, let this vest live quietly in the legend.
Why bother to mention it again?
So he shook his head, "I am just an ordinary disciple in Wudang, how could I know such information?"
While the two were talking,
A Zi was placing her feet on the window.
While wiping the window, her white socks also wiped the windowsill...
She did it on purpose.
A Zi, so capable and efficient.
The house is quiet,
The clouds are chirping, and the time is approaching noon, and the atmosphere is very peaceful.
The town in the distance sent simple business shouts from a distance, and the content of the conversation between the two seemed to be in a completely different world.
Ordinary people, if they are involved in such a thing, will die almost instantly, so... although they are afraid, they are still afraid of the unknown. They will seek peace by praying to the gods with devout prayers.
The cold and heavy dark clouds have never covered the sky above Wudang Mountain.
Therefore, this place is safe and peaceful, and it is an ordinary town that people in troubled times have no choice.
Not long after, my mother slowly came back, carrying a basket of dishes.
A Zi wanted to help, but... the little raccoon's skills are limited to barbecue and stewed in large pots, or they are made into soup. It is said that a bowl of good soup can capture the heart of a good male raccoon.
But, she won’t know what her mother wants to cook.
Zhuang Yu stood up, tied his messy hair simply, took off his moon-white Taoist robe, changed into a marinated clothes for work, and then helped Zhuang prepare lunch slowly.
Zhuang Gangrang refused at first, but... the moment Zhuang Yu picked up the kitchen knife, Gangrang's mother suddenly realized that this long-lost daughter might have a cooking skill worth looking forward to.
Yes, Zhuangyu's knife skills are as thin as a cicada's wings and flying as snowflakes. Her movements are simple and efficient. Gradually, my mother looked at it in a daze for a while and found that she couldn't get into it.
Zhuang Yu smiled gently and said, "Mom, go and rest, my daughter will prepare the meal."
Gradually, my mother realized that the cooking skills of her and this daughter were not on the same level, so she sat at the wooden table and asked Ah Zi to sit down.
The old woman looked at Xia Ji, A Zi, and then looked at her daughter in the kitchen. She felt a sense of warmth in her heart, and she couldn't stop smiling.
Xia Ji glanced at her and then looked at Zhuangyu.
Sure enough, this drunken witch, or ghost, has the peak level of all mortal skills... Not to mention cooking skills, I am afraid that any other craft is extremely proficient, right?
Such a person can become anyone as she said.
If there is no "lotus" that directly traces the cause and effect, such things will never be killed as long as they are hidden in their original body.
However, in the endless years, I spent time learning almost everything that mortals knew, and then learning to the peak...
This, just thinking about it makes people feel a strong sense of loneliness.
After a moment.
Simple ingredients make the style that may not even be available in the palace feast.
A Zi's eyes were rounded. She kept looking at the dishes and looked at Zhuangyu again. It was too strong. If she hadn't seen the other side of Zhuangyu, she would have had a lot of favor for this person.
Slowly, my mother was shocked for a long time, and then she started eating under the push of the three of them.
"tasty..."
“It’s so delicious…”
"You guys eat too..."
Gradually, my mother's eyes turned red again. The old woman wanted to cry out all the tears from her previous life and usher in a sunny life in the future, even if the sunshine is mixed with strange lies.
After dinner, A Zi went to wash the dishes. Slowly, her mother gave up the space and said that she wanted the siblings to get along more and get to know each other as soon as possible. She herself went out to chat with other Wudang families in the town.
The house is very quiet.
To be continued...