"Okay!" Li Shengshi choked with tears in his eyes.
"Well, Ling'er wants to eat too!" The little milk turtle came out and said happily: "Ling'er wants to eat a lot, and he wants to eat what his father has made with his own hands!"
"You little snack!" Wang Zijia scratched her white jade head lovingly.
"Yes, I'm almost getting fat!"
"You're the fat one, my stinky brother is a big fat pig!"
"Piggy Turtle! So fat!"
"Dad, look at my stinky brother bullying me!"
"Ha ha······"
Beside the clear stream, the afternoon sunshine is just right, and the family of three is laughing and talking, just like ordinary people, grilling meat, eating with laughter, full of warmth!
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It was noisy for half the afternoon, leaving an unforgettable picnic time.
In the past three months, Wang Zijia has made almost every effort to entertain her two children. She has used all the routines and games from her previous life.
Now the two children's attachment to Wang Zijia has surpassed that of an old father.
After finishing the meal, Wang Zijia watched the baby and the turtle playing wildly with each other with a bright smile on his face.
Towards evening, Wang Zijia lay on her back on the top of the tree, with her hands behind her head, one leg stretched out and the other bent, pressing the top of a tree into a crescent moon.
While wandering around, looking at the sunset in the sky, it was rare to be leisurely.
"Dad, dad, come and see, my stinky brother has picked up a man."
At this time, the little turtle, who was playing by the stream in the distance and had already gone upstream, suddenly shouted.
Wang Zijia's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a swaying tree top that kept swinging.
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The next moment, Wang Zijia arrived at the upper reaches of the stream.
I saw Li Shengshi sitting by the stream at the moment, and a young man was lying on the ground next to him.
It looked like he had just fished it out of the river. The little milk turtle was floating aside, looking at it with curiosity.
Since March, it is no longer afraid of people.
However, he is still wary of strangers. Obviously, prenatal education is very powerful.
When Wang Zijia came to him, he discovered that lying on the ground was a dark-skinned young man, dressed in coarse linen clothes. He looked like a farmer who collected herbs in the mountains.
It must have been that while collecting herbs, I accidentally fell off a cliff. Fortunately, I landed in the river or pond upstream, so I didn't burp.
When Li Shengshi saw Wang Zijia coming, he got out of the way.
Wang Zijia squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand and tapped his chest twice.
"Ahem!" As his magic power fluctuated slightly, the swarthy and strong peasant youth who was pretending to be dead coughed instantly.
A little turbid water spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly woke up.
"Ah, he's really alive!" the little turtle exclaimed.
The dark, muscular young man raised his head blankly, and his consciousness gradually returned.
What catches the eye is an immortal with an extraordinary temperament, a beautiful little sapphire turtle floating in the air who can talk and looking at him curiously, and a young man.
He was stunned again, but he immediately came back to his senses and said respectfully: "Thank you to the immortals for saving my life!"
Wang Zijia glanced at the other party indifferently, ignored him, turned around and returned to the treetop to rest.
"Where do you live? Are you a drug farmer nearby? Do you want us to take you back?" Li Shengshi has experienced disaster relief work in March and is already very familiar with these things.
The swarthy young man's originally frightened expression dimmed, and he said sadly: "If we go back to Shangxian, the younger one comes from the Xixi Village about ten miles ahead. Now the village has been destroyed. The village suffered a disaster before, and the younger one just happened to go out to collect medicine. Only then was he spared.”
"Now the villagers don't dare to go back and are hiding in the mountains. I was too hungry today and wanted to go up the cliff to step on some mountain fruits. But I was so hungry that I accidentally lost my footing and fell into the pool. Thank you to the little fairy for saving my life."
As he spoke, he thanked Li Shengshi and bowed.
Li Shengshi was silent for a moment and then said: "What is your name? Do you want us to take you to the nearest city? I should be able to find a place for you to settle down."
"When I return to Shangxian, my name is Nong Shaoyong. I don't know what to do now." The dark-skinned young man said blankly.
He looked dark and well built, but he was probably not very old, maybe fifteen years old.
"brush!"
The two people who were having a conversation paused, and Wang Zijia, who had left, suddenly appeared next to him. He looked at the dark-skinned young man and asked, "What did you say your name was?"
"If I go back to the immortal, my name is Nong Shaoyong!" the swarthy young man replied cautiously.
Hearing this, Wang Zijia's pupils glowed with golden aura and looked at Nong Shaoyong.
'You really have spiritual roots, and they are at the top level, close to the top level. '
So the last of the five giants of Changbao and the founding of the country: Li Wang Nong Shaoyong, are they finally here?
I have been rescuing refugees for three months, and I have been searching hard, but I have not been able to find anyone who meets the requirements. My love is waiting here!
Why does it feel like Tang Sheng’s team is gathering together?
Does that mean I'm about to return to the west?
The adoptive father sacrifices to heaven, and his magic power is boundless?
Wang Zijia looked at the dark, muscular young man in front of him, his thoughts a little divergent.
"Brother Ninth, is there any problem?" Li Shengshi asked when Wang Zijia looked at Nong Shaoyong without saying a word.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "There is no problem, I just suddenly discovered that this baby has spiritual roots and is extremely talented."
As he spoke, he looked at Nong Shaoyong and said, "Since you have nowhere to go, would you like to practice with me?"
Nong Shaoyong was stunned, and immediately kowtowed to Wang Zijia and said, "Greetings to the immortal!"
Li Shengshi glanced at Wang Zijia in confusion. They had accepted a lot of people in the past few months, but they had never seen anyone so caring.
Wang Zijia nodded with a smile and said, "You said your village suffered a disaster? Do you know what the disaster was?"
"Regarding Immortal, I don't know. I went out to collect medicine and vaguely heard the cries of the village in the mountains. Later I climbed to the top of the cliff and looked at the village, and found that it was in ruins. I didn't dare to go back!"
As Nong Shaoyong spoke, he seemed to have thought of something terrible, and replied with a trembling body.
"You are quite clever!" It's right to think about it. In this troubled world, it is difficult for those who are not clever to survive. "Come on, take me to the village to have a look."
After saying that, Wang Zijia had already rolled up several babies and flew into the sky.
Nong Shaoyong suddenly reached a high altitude, his face turned pale with fright and his legs trembled.
But he still managed to maintain his composure, much better than most people.
He felt Wang Zijia's questioning gaze and immediately pointed in a direction.
Wang Zijia turned into rainbow light and fled in that direction like lightning.
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After a few breaths, the ruined village appeared in front of him. The entire ruins looked like they had been ravaged by something.
Under the setting sun, among the ruins, there were still several skeletons moving.
Looking at the skeleton, Nong Shaoyong trembled instinctively.
Obviously, after discovering these things, he was even more afraid to return to the village.
Wang Zijia showed a serious expression and looked at Nong Shaoyong subconsciously.
When the ghost of time appears in dozens or millions of big cities, countless people will die.
In such a small mountain village with a population of only a dozen households as far as the eye can see, if a ghost appears, it is inevitable to be destroyed.
However, this guy not only survived, he was rescued by Li Shengshi after falling off the cliff, and fell in love with him again.
This series of adventures and identity background... must be a person with great luck!
Not the protagonist, but that’s pretty much it!
No wonder he later became one of the five giants of Changbao!
In his thoughts, Wang Zijia's spiritual thoughts spread rapidly, and in a moment, following the traces, he escaped towards the mountains with Jiwa.
As for the skeletons in the village, they were of course wiped out by Wang Zijia.
Along the way, Wang Zijia encountered many skeleton beasts, but they were also destroyed by Wang Zijia.
We walked forward for a while, constantly searching for traces.
For a moment, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up. A unique perception struck, and Wang Zijia found the ghost.
Out of caution, Wang Zijia habitually sealed Jiwa, then hid his figure and fled towards the ghost.
This was a peasant man. What surprised Wang Zijia was that he was not skinny or skinny, or not entirely.
The man was as skinny as firewood, his clothes were torn in the forest, and he became a beggar. He looked like a thousand-year-old mummy that had just crawled out of the ground.
What caught Wang Zijia's attention was that the opponent's body was covered with dense silver cracks, like a mummy ceramic that was about to be broken.
'A ghost with special powers? "Watching this scene, Wang Zijia's eyes brightened slightly.
The previous rat ghost had left a deep impression on him.
Hiding his figure, he ducked behind him and wanted to behead him with a single blow.
But as soon as he ducked behind him, the ghost noticed it, turned around suddenly, and struck Wang Zijia with a lightning claw.
The shield on the body surface crystallized rapidly. What made Wang Zijia's pupils shrink was that as the strong spatial fluctuations hit his mummy-like palms, cracks appeared in Wang Zijia's crystallized shield.
No!
The space in front of Wang Zijia was cracked by the power of his palm. It was as if the silver cracks on his body were extending.
The aura all over his body lit up, and Wang Zijia subconsciously retreated dozens of feet. However, the ghost appeared next to Wang Zijia almost at the same time.
'Space flash? ! '
Wang Zijia looked slightly frightened, and instinctively used the most useful move against ghosts.
'Taofa: Zhongyue is thorny! '
The next moment, with Wang Zijia as the center and dozens of meters around, gravity changes occurred. The strong pressure caused the ghost's movement to stop for a moment.
The next moment, there was a strong suction from the ground, and at the same time, a spear penetrated like a spear.
"Puff!"
Two spears pierced the ghost, but the ghost did not die. The power of the whole body rioted, and the silver cracks spread to the surrounding void.
Wang Zijia flipped his hand fiercely, and a golden seal, as heavy as a mountain, hit his head.
"Bump!"
After hitting it four or five times at once, Wang Zijia stopped.
"call······"
The golden seal dissipated, and Wanzi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the silent mummy in the center.
It seemed like a brief encounter, but Wang Zijia broke out in a cold sweat.
(End of chapter)
