Carrying hot rice dumplings, tightly wrapped with fresh long leaves, exuding a faint fragrance of rice and leaves.
Ping Niang happily jumped on the beach, trotted all the way, and smiled when she arrived at the secret base.
When she stepped on the groups of rocks, jumped off the high rocks, and took a closer look.
Upon entering, it was completely empty.
The beach covered with light yellow sand is still soft and quiet, and the waves of the sea hit the dark and rough rocks on the shore, making a rumbling sound.
The azure sky is still as clean as water, stretching as far as the eye can see and connected to the sea.
Ping Niang's heart instantly cooled down. The rice dumplings in her arms were so hot that Ping Niang's skin was a little hot at this moment.
The fairy sister...is gone.
The place where the girl originally lay was empty.
In the wooden bowl, there was a pink and tender peach lying quietly.
The peach is about the size of two fists, with a pink color and crystal fuzz clearly visible. The two emerald green peach leaves on the top hold the pink peach, which looks extremely delicate and beautiful.
Ping Niang was very smart. She understood what was happening the moment she saw the peaches in the wooden bowl.
The fairy sister woke up and left, leaving this fairy peach in return.
Ping Niang sat on the beach a little disappointed, holding up the wooden bowl, staring blankly at the pink and crystal clear peaches in the wooden bowl, and the faint sweet fragrance that was clearly audible when she was close.
This peach must be a fairy peach.
Ping Niang thought like this, and the more she thought about it, the more disappointed she felt.
She wondered if things would have been different if she had brought the fairy sister home.
Would it have been different if she had come earlier?
Would it have been different if she had left later.
For a moment, chaotic thoughts echoed over and over again in Ping Niang's mind, intertwined and mixed.
Ping Niang felt the tip of her nose was sore, and the crystal clear peaches in front of her eyes suddenly blurred. Ping Niang hurriedly wiped her eyes with her sleeves.
Why are you crying?
Ping Niang asked herself, if you miss it, you miss it.
How can immortals be so easy to meet?
It was already a lucky thing to be able to see the immortal. She also received the fairy peach as a gift from the immortal. Why was she still sad?
Ping Niang only felt that secretly, she might want more, that's why she was so sad.
Or maybe, she felt that she had been abandoned.
Thinking of this, Ping Niang shook her head and threw this idea away.
She is not a fairy sister, so why should she say that others have abandoned her.
Be content, Ping Niang.
Ping Niang hugged the wooden bowl tightly and told herself.
When Ping Niang's mother finished clearing the dishes, she saw her daughter jumping up and down and running out in a hurry as usual. She shook her head and laughed. She didn't know what this little girl was doing every day, running around all day long.
...
The island where the small fishing village is located is close to the sea, and there is a huge sea ship moving slowly on the sea.
On the ships, noisy and lively sounds echoed.
The aroma of wine and meat are intertwined and wafting on the ship.
The top of the ship.
"Boss, we are now at the edge of the sea area controlled by the Meng family. There is nothing good in this sea area. Do we want to go for a walk in the Meng family's sea area?"
Wearing short-sleeved shorts and muscular foundation-building monks, he looked respectfully at the man sitting at the top, with a flattering and humble smile on his face.
The man sitting at the top had a huge scar running from left to right on his face. He was wearing clothes with his chest wide open and a golden sword. Hearing this, a pair of ruthless eyes glanced at the people below. Foundation-building monk.
"Are the goods sent there ready?" The scar-faced boss narrowed his eyes and then said this in a confused manner.
The foundation-building monk below calmed down and said quickly, "Based on the quantity in previous years, we have prepared fifty, and they are all of the best quality."
"Fifty?" The scar-faced boss frowned, and his aura instantly became fierce. His eyes showed a faint coldness, like a wild beast trying to prey.
The foundation-building monk below could be seen dripping with cold sweat, shaking his legs and kneeling down with a plop.
"I told you that I will send more to you this year. Is this how you prepare?" The scar-faced boss had a sullen face and gently put his big hand on the long knife at his waist.
Bang bang bang!
The foundation-building monk below immediately lowered his head and kowtowed vigorously on the wooden floor, making a dull sound.
"Brother, please don't embarrass the people below. This year, the six major families have stepped up patrols of the sea area. Goods are not as easy to find as in previous years. Moreover, no matter how large the quantity of goods is, don't they have to be good in order to be able to get them?"
A soft voice came from the corner of the room, and a wisp of white loomed in the shadows.
As soon as this voice came out, most of the anger on the scar-faced boss who was originally full of anger dissipated, and the hand holding the long knife on his waist also retracted.
As for the foundation-building monk who kept kowtowing, he fell softly on the floor, turned his head and kowtowed to the wisp of white, "Thank you so much, Second Master! Thank you so much, Second Master!"
"Hmph!" The scar-faced boss leaned back in his chair, the expression on his face still not pretty.
"We asked them to do something. This year, we can only show more and no less filial piety! It's only fifty, and they won't let go!" The scar-faced boss frowned, and his tone was quite distressed.
"Brother, don't you still have time? Ask your men to explore if there are any islands nearby. If you try to find more along the way, you can always get more." The second master said unhurriedly, like a breeze, Blowing slowly.
It dispersed the tense atmosphere in the room.
"You go down first. Isn't there a party downstairs? If you go late, there won't be good wine or meat to eat." After the second master appeased the scar-faced boss, he turned to look at the kneeling Foundation Establishment monk. , said softly.
"Thank you, Second Master, thank you, Second Master!" The kneeling Foundation Establishment monk kowtowed twice more, then kowtowed twice to the scar-faced boss before quickly retreating.
As soon as the door closed, the expression on the scar-faced boss's face suddenly changed. He immediately changed from sitting to standing, looking respectfully at the second master in the corner.
"Master, why do you keep this bunch of useless trash?" The expression on Scarface's face was obviously not good-looking. When he mentioned the other people on the ship, he was full of disgust. appearance.
In his opinion, those monks who practice Qi and build the foundation realm are just a burden.
The second master smiled softly, his voice soft and pleasant, "It's just running errands, how useful it must be."
"A bunch of useless trash, you can throw them away at any time," the second master's tone was very soft, and his words were also very casual, "Why bother."
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