Sanqing glanced at the old man with white beard and hair suspiciously. Didn't he really think he was causing trouble just now?
After thinking for a moment, the little girl in black clenched her hands and ran out, only to return to the same place again the next moment.
Just when the little girl's face became angry, Wen Chen suddenly said: "It should be this Demon-Slaying Flag that has formed some kind of contract with you, so that you cannot leave the certain area of the Demon-Slaying Flag."
Sanqing's rising anger was extinguished all of a sudden, and he felt depressed with nowhere to vent his anger. The little girl blinked her eyes twice and said confidently: "Old man, I think you are also very capable. If you show kindness, help me erase this contract!"
"Hey - who hit me?" Sanqing touched his head, startled.
Fu Zhu's hand hasn't been taken back yet, and her two fingers are bent, as if she is about to give her another big chestnut at any time.
"Speak politely to my master." Fu Zhu said calmly.
The pain of the big chestnut hadn't dissipated yet. Sanqing covered her head and was about to show her teeth. Suddenly, the chestnut was about to fall. She quickly retreated to Wen Chen, "I'm polite, I'm not polite enough!"
He turned to look at Wen Chen, thought for a while, then suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times, "Master, please help me erase the contract!"
People under the eaves have to bow their heads. Sanqing almost gritted his teeth and made this decision.
Even Wen Chen, who had seen strong winds and waves, was shocked by her actions. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "You get up first."
Sanqing insisted: "Erase the contract for me and I will get up."
Wen Chen sighed helplessly, "I can't erase this contract." Otherwise, he would have erased it for her.
At this age, he is not as familiar as a little girl.
San Qing suddenly jumped up, frowning angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll kowtow three times in vain!"
He rolled his eyes and landed on the Demon-Slaying Flag in Wen Chen's hand. He pretended to be reserved and said, "Let's do this. Give me this flag and I won't argue with you."
She couldn't leave the Demon-Slaying Flag, so if she hugged the Demon-Slaying Flag and left, wouldn't she just go wherever she wanted?
Sanqing smiled and felt that he was very smart.
Wen Chen looked down at the damaged flag, shook his head, smiled, and threw it to San Qing.
The little girl hugged the black flag and ran away.
She didn't expect the old man to be so easy to talk to. No, she had to run further away, lest the old man regret it again.
Fu Zhu looked at San Qing's retreating back and asked, "Did Master just give her the Demon-Slaying Flag?" The little girl's temperament didn't seem to be peaceful, and she was holding the Demon-Slaying Flag, so she didn't know what would happen. What a moth.
Wen Chen laughed and said, "That little girl is impatient and doesn't believe what others say. Only when she hits a wall herself can she listen to her again."
He had already said that the Demon-Slaying Flag was useless, but the little girl was still anxious to take it away. When she discovered the problem with the Demon-Slaying Flag, she would naturally come back obediently.
Fu Zhu was convinced by Wen Chen's words.
Without Sanqing's commotion, Xunya calmed down for a moment.
Fu Zhu took out the thumb-sized piece of dead wood she picked up from the winter rat. For some reason, it seemed to have a fainter scent than when she first picked it up.
Before Fu Zhu could speak, Wen Chen already said, "This is the Soul Rhinoceros Incense."
His voice was long and empty, unhurried and slow, "It is said that there is a soul in the world, the rhinoceros returns to the tree. The tree is too tall to reach the top. The flowers bloom and scatter like stars. The fallen leaves are spiritual rain. Three thousand years of life and three thousand years of death. After death, the rhinoceros returns to the tree. When it withers into a piece of rotten wood, the size of a thumb, it becomes the incense of the soul.”
"The rhinoceros tree was extraordinary in life, but after death it is like a dead tree. Most people just treat it as a broken branch under their feet and ignore it." Wen Chen suddenly smiled, with a little more ridicule in his tone, "I didn't expect Zhuzhu, Pick up everything.”
It is precisely because of this that I was able to pick up this rare Soul Rhinoceros Incense.
After listening for a long time, Fu Zhu only heard that it was called Soul Rhinoceros Incense, which was very precious, but she still didn't know what its use was.
Wen Chen knew that she couldn't hold it anymore and continued: "Light the Soul Rhinoceros Incense and you can have a dream and look back on your past life."
Wen Chen turned his head slightly and looked at his disciple, "Zhu Zhu, are you curious about your past life?"
The girl shook her head almost without thinking, and just said: "I was not myself in the previous life."
A dream is ultimately an illusion.
Wen Chen stroked his white beard happily, "It's rare for Zhuzhu to say something philosophical."
The girl was dissatisfied, "Master must have remembered it wrong. I often say this."
But it's just a little less than the junior brother.
Wen Chen returned the soul rhinoceros fragrance to Fu Zhu, stood up and looked at the distant mountains.
"Master, what are you looking at?" Fu Zhu got up, patted the dust on his clothes, and looked into the distance as if he were smelling dust. As far as he could see, there was only white snow in the distant mountains, and it was endless and lonely. He didn't know what to see. .
There was a mountain peak, and the white snow melted quickly, revealing the green. Fu Zhu seemed to remember something, pointed to the mountain in the west and said, "Master, I want to dig a lake on Xilian Peak."
Xilian Peak is an empty peak, and few people set foot on it on weekdays. Sometimes when Fu Zhu passes by with his sword, he can feel the desolation above.
Wen Chen didn't ask why, and said gently: "Zhu Zhu can do whatever she wants."
"If you feel tired, just ask your senior brother for help. For so many years, Lan Ze has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a senior brother. It is his duty to help the junior sister with a little help."
Fu Zhu smiled slightly and said: "Elder brother wants to take care of Wu Sheng. I'm afraid he's very busy recently, so I won't bother him. It's not a difficult task anyway."
If she guessed correctly, Wu Sheng would definitely become a disciple of his senior brother in the end. With Wu Sheng's temperament, his senior brother would have a headache.
"Zhuzhu is still so smart." Wen Chen smiled and took out a small hoe, "The rocks on Xilian Peak are hard, this farming hoe can help you."
"Thank you, Master!" Fu Zhu happily touched the spiritual hoe and had already begun to plan when to dig the lake.
When the time comes, she will have to ask Junior Sister Mi Tuo to help her fill up the water.
"The wind has blown enough, go back." Wen Chen turned to the girl and said.
She was still dressed like a mountain girl. The down on her white fur was messy in the wind and stained with a lot of mud. She didn't look very neat.
The girl lowered her head and glanced at the mud at her feet and the hair that was twisted into a ball with snow water. She needed to wash it off first.
"Then Master, I'm leaving first." Fu Zhu said obediently, skipping towards his small courtyard.
She didn't even need to think about it, her junior brother must have helped her clean the yard.
There is a very tall apricot tree planted in the small courtyard. Because of the spiritual power, the apricot tree remains unbroken all year round.
The yard was cleaned very clean, but the ground was still covered with a layer of snow-white petals. When the wind blew, the petals would fall and they could not be swept away.
Fu Zhu washed up first, put on the long-lost sect disciple's clothes, and wore a layer of robes, which were integrated with the clothes.
Her potted plant now has five leaves, and only the bottom of the spiritual spring liquid on the table is left. It seems that her junior brother has been helping her water the leaves during the days she has been down the mountain.
Fu Zhu opened the bottle cap and poured the last bit of spiritual spring liquid into the root of Xiaoye. Xiaoye greedily absorbed the spiritual spring, still wanting to finish it.
