Qingfeng's heart moved, and he stared closely at Zhang Dashan.
Zhang Dashan looked at him with calm eyes.
Zhang Dashan's words revealed intentionally or unintentionally that he knew Qingfeng was extraordinary, and he could even vaguely guess that the person who caused Qingfeng that kind of injury was probably the person who often appears in Qingmu Town nowadays. Xuanmumen Immortal Master.
So, why did Zhang Dashan want to save him?
Qingfeng couldn't understand.
However, Zhang Dashan was so open and honest, which reassured him a lot. At least for now, he was not desperate.
"Are you hungry?"
Qingfeng didn't answer.
Zhang Dashan smiled and said: "I have been sleeping for six days without drinking water. I think it is impossible not to be hungry. I happen to own a steamed stuffed bun shop. It has pork, bean paste, bamboo shoots... Well, whatever fillings you want to eat, they are available here. , you can tell me whatever you want to eat and I will get it for you. Of course, if you want to get it yourself, that’s fine too.”
Qingfeng was still wary and didn't speak.
Zhang Dashan didn't force himself, turned around and walked out.
Approaching the door, Qingfeng suddenly asked: "Why do you want to save me?"
Zhang Dashan stopped, turned around, with a warm smile on his face, and said seriously: "Because at that time, you were still alive."
——Since you are still alive, I will not leave you alone.
These words rang in Qingfeng's mind.
Zhang Dashan took one foot out, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "The buns I made are really delicious. I met a child in trouble before, and he said the same thing, but he can't You still owe me eight copper coins."
When he said this, Zhang Dashan did not have any annoyance, but was very proud.
For some reason, after seeing Zhang Dashan's expression at this time, Qingfeng suddenly wasn't so worried about his own safety.
When Zhang Dashan walked out, he did not forget to close the door gently.
He walked to the stove, opened the steamer, and took out steamed buns one after another. There were various fillings such as pork, bean paste, bamboo shoots, etc. Then he suddenly remembered that Qingfeng had not eaten for a long time, so he ate them as soon as he woke up. The buns didn’t seem to be very good, so I walked out.
"Boss Zhang, are the buns ready?"
"It's cooked. Do you want to buy a few back?"
"I want two pork buns. I'll come over and get them later."
"okay."
As soon as he came out, Zhang Dashan greeted each other with others.
Nowadays, there are a lot fewer people in Qingmu Town. Those who still choose to stay despite the fear, look at the familiar faces, feel more kind and at ease, and become more united.
Someone asked: "Boss Zhang, why are you out here so early in the morning if you don't sell steamed buns?"
Zhang Dashan said casually: "I will buy a bowl of soy milk and go back."
Suddenly someone pointed to the sky and shouted: "Look, those immortal masters have passed by."
Many disciples of Xuanmumen walked against the wind and headed for the woods south of the town in a few ups and downs.
Pedestrians came and went on the street, and life was as ordinary as it had been for the past ten years, except for the woods that had become dangerous now, and the immortal master who no longer saw the beginning and end of the dragon.
To a certain extent, the immortal master of Xuanmu Sect can be regarded as the benefactor of Qingmu Town.
If it weren't for their existence, there would probably be even fewer people left in Qingmu Town today.
Zhang Dashan had some guesses about Qingfeng's injuries. Otherwise, under the circumstances at that time, he would not have asked those immortal masters for help, but would have helped to cover it up.
I bought a bowl of soy milk and walked back to the shop while thinking, why did he choose to save Qingfeng at that time?
Today's woods are no longer as kind as they used to be. They are full of unknown dangers. Not to mention ferocious birds and beasts, who can guarantee that those monsters from before will not appear again?
In this case, the identity of an injured young man wrapped in many strange plants is inevitably doubtful. In addition, the injuries on his body are likely to be caused by the immortal masters of Xuanmumen. Some people think too much. A "smart" person, at this moment, might still think that this young man was the culprit of the previous disaster.
However, Zhang Dashan still saved him.
In that situation, he didn't think too much and almost instinctively chose to save people.
If I had to find one reason, maybe it would be fate.
For some reason, Zhang Dashan thought of Gu Chen at that time.
Then, I thought of nothing.
I came back after buying a bowl of soy milk, took the steamed buns, gently opened the door and walked in.
Qingfeng has already sat up.
Zhang Dashan handed over the soy milk.
Qingfeng just looked at it, frowning slightly, and did not take it immediately.
Zhang Dashan waited patiently with the buns, but after a while, he couldn't help but remind him: "The buns I make are really delicious. I'm really not bragging. The kid who was about the same age as you before That’s what he said.”
Qingfeng looked at the soy milk Zhang Dashan handed over, and then looked at the buns a little further away from him, feeling a strange feeling.
However, he still took the soy milk and took a slow sip.
He didn't worry too much about food. He had been unconscious for so long and was defenseless. The other party wanted to harm him long ago, so there was no need to beat around the bush like this.
Therefore, it was really the other party who saved him.
Qingfeng lowered his head and said softly: "Thank you for saving me."
Zhang Dashan smiled happily when he heard this. At this moment, it was like when Gu Chen was still in the bun shop.
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Qingyangmen, Donglai Peak.
As soon as he stood on the top of Donglai Peak, Gu Chen was stunned for a moment because he saw an unexpected person - Liu Zhen.
Liu Zhen, who was practicing, also opened his eyes at this time, took a deep look at Gu Chen, and then saluted Qingyangzi respectfully.
Qingyangzi nodded and said to Gu Chen, "I have accepted him as my named disciple."
Qingyangzi pointed at Gu Chen again and introduced Liu Zhen: "Gu Chen is my adopted son."
Liu Zhen cupped his fists towards Gu Chen and said, "I've met Senior Brother Gu."
Gu Chen thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I am not a disciple of the Qingyang Sect."
"You are Master's adopted son. You came to Donglai Peak before me. But now I am only Master's registered disciple. It is not appropriate to call you by your first name. In order to distinguish between first come, first served, you and I should still treat each other as brothers. For the best.”
Although it felt a little weird, Gu Chen still returned the greeting with fists in his hands, nodded and said: "Junior Brother Liu."
Liu Zhen nodded, took another deep look at Gu Chen, saluted Qingyangzi again, then stepped aside and continued practicing.
Gu Chen could feel that Liu Zhen's glance contained extremely complex emotions, including hostility, unwillingness, fighting spirit, longing, and even a trace of deeply hidden gratitude.
As Gu Chen felt, Liu Zhen benefited greatly from the vision caused by Gu Chen Wushi. Even if he was dissatisfied with Gu Chen, he still felt some gratitude.
Let’s not talk about how long the Sky Stone will remain silent because of Gu Chen’s enlightenment. In the process of enlightening the stone, Gu Chen has invisibly brought huge benefits to the entire Qingyang Sect. As Qingyangzi said, Gu Chen doesn't owe the Qingyang Sect.
Qingyangzi sat under the tree, holding the chess pieces and placing them on the chessboard.
Gu Chen put away the things he had collected from Lingfeng Villa, then took out several cans of tea and placed them one by one on the stone table under the tree, then boiled water and made tea.
When Gu Chen took out the tea leaves, Qingyangzi glanced at it and said in surprise: "Agarwood tea?"
Gu Chen nodded and was about to explain that Xu Mushan gave it to him when he saw Qingyangzi had already shaken his head, full of disappointment.
"Agarwood tea is made from the unique spiritual dew on Yanlai Peak. It has a fragrant and sedimentary taste, as thick as the depths of the abyss. However, this kind of tea needs to be brewed from old tea leaves to be delicious. Picking new tea indiscriminately is really a waste. Well, it should be said that it is a waste of natural resources. When did the agarwood tea on Yanlai Peak become so easy to pick? Who is so ignorant?"
Gu Chen held the tea can and took out the tea leaves with one hand, but he didn't put them down yet. They were just hanging in the air. Then he suddenly put the tea leaves back and filled the tea can again.
Qingyangzi was startled and asked, "Why don't you take a bath?"
Gu Chen said: "Don't you think it's a waste of natural resources? It's such a waste and a pity to drink it. I'd better keep it for myself. It's a pity to drink it alone, so it won't affect your old man's state of mind."
Qingyangzi rewarded Gu Chen with a chestnut on his forehead angrily, and said with a smile: "I know it was your little girl who gave it to me, so thank her for me. Although it's a pity to pick new tea, it's still much better than ordinary tea. , Okay, once the water is boiled, don’t waste it.”
Gu Chen looked at Qingyangzi speechlessly.
Qingyangzi glared, and he had no choice but to make tea honestly.
Liu Zhen, who was practicing, opened his eyes at this time and looked at the father and son, his eyes full of envy.
