After saying that, Qingyun subconsciously touched his chest, found nothing, and put down his hand again.
"What happened next? What happened next? Did you find a white fox in the cave?"
"Nanzhi is so smart. I did find a dying little white fox in the cave. Although it was still alive, it could no longer move or eat. But it was a blessing in misfortune. I happened to be carrying The potion prepared by my father, he said that this potion can not only cure my illness, but also fill my stomach, so I fed a little bit to the little white fox."
Hearing such a surprising thing, Yan Nanzhi's curiosity was naturally aroused. His heart felt itchy and he quickly asked:
"What kind of magical potion is this? Did you bring it with you? Brother Xiaoyun, give me a taste too!"
"I didn't bring it with me. Don't look for it. You have to try the medicine. You are such a greedy little cat. I guess the parents of the little white fox may have gone out to forage and encountered natural enemies. Or, there may be some other situation that happened before they took it away. He was left alone in a cave, so he almost starved to death."
"Then what happened next?"
"Later, when I gave it some potion, it gradually woke up, but as soon as it opened its eyes, it struggled desperately in my arms. It probably wanted to run away, haha. Maybe it was frightened because it had never seen anyone before, so I put it down and it wandered deeper into the hole."
Listening to Qingyun's story, Yan Nanzhi took out a few candied fruits from the purse around his waist like a magic trick, first handed them to Qingyun, and then threw another one into his mouth.
Qingyun couldn't resist Yan Nanzhi's enthusiasm, took a bite of the sweet candied fruit, and continued:
"When I saw it walking around on its own, I planned to leave. But then I thought that this little fox might have just been born, and it didn't know how to find food on its own. It would definitely starve to death, so I planned to take it back. Let's take it first. When you grow up, wait until you can find food by yourself."
"What happened next? Did it resist with all its strength and didn't want to follow you?"
Yan Nanzhi said innocently.
"Do I look like such a bad guy? You may not have thought that when I turned around, I found that it was following me, haha! So I told it what I just thought, and then I didn't care whether it listened or not. Yes, I tried to pick it up again, but to my surprise, it really didn’t resist! It was the hot summer at that time, and I saw that the lotus in the wild pond in the mountains was blooming very beautifully, so I picked it up. My name is Alian."
"It's so magical. It feels like those fantasy anecdotes told by storytellers in the town. By the way, how did you get home after leaving the cave? Isn't it a heavy fog?"
Yan Nanzhi continued to ask curiously, but when he said this, Qingyun changed from his normal state and became a little stammered.
"This this…"
"What's wrong? Tell me, haha. I know. Uncle Yi must have been running all over the mountain in the middle of the night to find you, right? I knew you would be scolded a lot when you go back, haha!"
Yan Nanzhi smiled so hard that her branches trembled wildly, but her own imagination came to the rescue for Qingyun, making him smile noncommittally and stop talking.
In fact, Qingyun's story has not yet been finished. He did not tell the story of his father coming from the sky after leaving the cave, nor did he tell the story of how his father waved his hand and the thick fog retreated.
He knew that his father was by no means an ordinary person, or that his father was not a person at all, but what people had said since ancient times:
Fairy.
But he himself is so ordinary, so ordinary that he is even insignificant, so ordinary that he is as swaying in the wind as dust.
Because of his frail health, he had to work hard for his parents since he was a child. Perhaps his father often went out to look for herbs that could cure his illness. And the illness that I am often tortured by cold poison may never be cured. I may drag down my father, these friends, and Grandpa Liangshan for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, the pride that Qingyun had just felt disappeared.
"Why are you so stunned, brother Xiaoyun!"
Yan Nanzhi slapped Qingyun hard, almost knocking her off the pile of wood.
"Hey, where did you get such strength? It hurts me to death. Why does it seem like your strength has increased a lot every time I see you?"
Qingyun rubbed his shoulders and complained.
"Ah, isn't it? I feel like I didn't put in much effort. Oh, you're too thin. Brother Xiaoyun, you should really eat more. You're quite tall but you haven't gained any weight. I'll ask grandpa to give it to you another day. Drink some other soup instead of drinking Uncle Yi's medicine all the time. I feel like your body hasn't changed much, hehe."
Yan Nanzhi smiled innocently, and then continued to face Qingyun in a sneaky way:
"Don't tell Tiezhu and the others! In fact, grandpa has been letting me drink medicinal soup for a long time, saying it can improve my physical condition! He also taught me something else, which he said is for nourishing qi! However, I guess it may be the inner strength and mental method practiced by those heroes, but I don’t understand it either. I’ll teach you another time when I learn it, brother Xiaoyun!”
"Yes, yes, my good sister, how dare I? If I say it, I won't be beaten to death by you, Yan Nuxia!"
Qingyun also made a joke about Yan Nanzhi, and the two started quarreling on the pile of wood. Poor Qingyun has been frail and sick since he was a child. He is no match for the girl Yan Nanzhi. She grabbed her wrist in a few strokes and was unable to move.
Time always slips away inadvertently, and it’s lunch time in a blink of an eye. Yan Nanzhi was a child at heart. He rubbed his hungry belly and asked slyly to Qingyun:
"Brother Xiaoyun, after talking so much, are you hungry too? Hey, grandpa has guests here today, and he seems to have asked the third aunt next door to prepare a table of food and wine! I guess there are already ready-made ones at home, let's go and enjoy them Let’s have a meal~”
Qingyun was a little reluctant when he heard this and shook his head directly. After all, this was not very polite.
"Oh, you are joking, of course I know. I mean, we can go to the third aunt's house and eat before the food is served, hehe~"
Yan Nanzhi grinned at Qingyun, showing her cute little tiger teeth.
"This doesn't seem good. Guests are guests after all. Wouldn't it be a loss of hospitality? And..."
But before Qingyun could finish speaking, Yan Nanzhi directly took Qingyun's hand and ran back to his home like a hare in the mountains, muttering as he walked:
"Oh, brother Xiaoyun, you are not old yet, why are you as pedantic as my grandfather? Come on, hurry up, hurry up, you will not be able to eat anything if you are late!"
However, before the two of them approached the old man's house, they heard a loud bang, and the two wooden doors of the house exploded and flew several feet outside. At the same time, there was a noise in the room, and the depressing atmosphere could be felt from afar. The air seemed to be stagnant, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling. It seemed that someone was doing something inside.
But before Yan Nanzhi, a wild girl, could rush in and get mad, Qingyun grabbed her and covered her mouth with his other hand to prevent her from screaming. This showed that he was different from his usual Alertness and decisiveness that are different from gentleness.
Qingyun understood that the person who could knock the wooden door away must be a person who knew martial arts. If his two dolls went up, they would be rounded and crushed. It was better to check the situation first and then find a way to notify the villagers. help.
"Let's be careful and stay calm."
Qingyun said in a deep voice. Yan Nanzhi saw him talking like this and understood the key, so he patiently began to listen to what the people inside were saying. So the two of them hid behind the haystacks not far from the house and secretly looked into the house.
I saw that there was only a square table in the room at this time, and all the small low tables for the young people in the village to study and read were gone. Two old people from the mountains and two young Taoist priests were sitting next to the square table. The table was empty. There were no dishes, only a few cups and a pot of tea.
"Old man Liangshan, don't give you face. You are shameless. If you are wise, tell the real whereabouts of those two people who finally left. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking you back today and shaving your vagina! The wooden door just now was a welcome gift, hum!"
The speaker was a young Taoist priest, about twenty years old, several years older than Qingyun and the others. He was not tall but extremely well-proportioned, and his brows were very handsome.
However, the young man's unique anger seemed to be a little too strong, making his starry eyes look a bit aggressive.
As soon as these words came out, Yan Nanzhi was extremely angry. Fortunately, Qingyun stopped him, otherwise he would have rushed into the house early.
"Junior brother, please don't speak nonsense. The seniors of the two mountains have offended many people just now. My little junior brother speaks out in a hurry. Please forgive me, senior!"
The person speaking at this time was an older Taoist priest, about thirty years old. He seemed to be honest and honest. Although the Taoist robe is old, it is fresh and tidy. The bun is simple but still Taoist style. They are offering tea to each other to express their apology.
Before the little Taoist priest next to him could fire, the man continued:
"Senior Liangshan, the place where the two last appeared more than ten years ago was Gufeng Town, and there is no Lingshan Mountain within a thousand miles of Gufeng Town except Yiren Mountain and Banren Mountain. You also know, One of them is a peerless master in the Guiling Realm, and the other is just a hair short of reaching the Perfect Wind Realm. Unless they go to the forbidden place in the hinterland of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Otherwise there’s nowhere else to go.”
The old man from Liangshan held the teacup in one hand, his eyes slightly lowered, and he remained silent, as if he ignored the words of the elder Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was not angry and continued to talk to himself:
"Besides, the teleportation array closest to this place is also in Qianzhong City under the jurisdiction of Qingxutian. I believe that if these two people are not hiding in Yiren Mountain or Banren Mountain around here, they are hiding in some villages. Here, as for the possibility of escape, it’s not that big.”
The older Taoist priest stared at the two old men meaningfully, and after a long while, he continued:
"Senior, you are also a long-famous Su Lao. Wouldn't it be unfair to your cultivation to live in this small mortal village? Isn't it that we, the cultivators, want to find a place full of spiritual energy to live and explore the mist? The uncertain path to immortality? If you can tell the whereabouts of those two people, with your cultivation level, it will be a matter of course for you to become a guest elder in our sect."
