Chapter 184 Return to Shore
Ye Xingzhou pinched a corner of Meng Zhi's clothes.
Meng Zhi has a fire spirit root, so the symptoms of water shortage may be more serious.
I have to find a suitable reason to go to Meng's house with Meng Zhi as soon as possible.
He didn't want to see his stinky-faced cat-junior brother being possessed by someone else.
"Ye Xingzhou, take your claws away."
Ye Xingzhou chuckled and placed his cold hand on the back of Meng Zhi's fair neck.
Meng Zhi punched Ye Xingzhou, turned over to face Ye Xingzhou, and pressed his cold claws on his waist and abdomen to keep warm.
"If you get crazy again, I'll kick you out."
Lying side by side facing each other on the narrow bed, there was only a distance of two fists between them.
The bedding has a light orchid scent, which smells very soothing.
Ye Xingzhou closed his eyes and fell asleep in a short while.
I thought he would have insomnia because of his worries, but I didn't expect him to sleep like a dead pig.
As soon as he falls asleep, he kicks his legs around and tries to grab the quilt.
Meng Zhi found nothing to cover himself with, so he simply got up from the bed and went to sleep in Ye Xingzhou's quilt.
Ye Xingzhou slept until dawn, when the sunlight coming in through the window hurt his eyes and he woke up.
There was nothing beside him, so Ye Xingzhou stretched and sat up.
Ren Wangzhu and Meng Zhi were not there, apparently they had gone to morning classes.
Ye Xingzhou, who has no master to look after him, is completely left to his own devices. He is the most idle person in the entire sect.
Ye Xingzhou glanced at the big wolf sleeping on its back in the den, its snoring sounding like a tractor.
Really good at sleeping.
Ye Xingzhou put a roast chicken in the big wolf bowl, put on his coat and went to the well to fetch water to wash his face.
He wanted to leave the sect to see where Cang Shui Gong had gone.
Ye Xingzhou was now familiar with the route out of the sect, so he sent a message to Master Xiao and went down the mountain.
The hairpin is held in the hand, and the gold thread guides the direction.
This was the third time Ye Xingzhou had used the teleportation array.
Without feeling too dizzy, he took out the meat bun he had packed from the cafeteria and ate it while walking.
The end of the golden thread connects to a wonton stall in a nearby market.
The woman selling wontons is a kind-looking sixty-year-old lady.
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ah?
Cang Shui Gong and Grandma made a contract?
Grandma shoots arrows? But Grandma doesn't have any spiritual power.
Ye Xingzhou was confused, but he still went to the stall.
In the cold winter, a bowl of hot wontons will warm your stomach.
"Grandma, make me a bowl of wontons."
"Sit down for a while, kid, it will be fine in a moment."
The old lady put down the rolling pin, picked up the wrapped wontons and put them into the pot to cook.
Ye Xingzhou looked around.
The stall is not big, with an old wooden table and a few low stools, and a big pot of boiling water. The aroma of the soup base is quite fragrant.
Ye Xingzhou saw a short knife made of wood on a stool.
He was just about to reach out to take a look at it when another rough and cracked hand snatched it away first.
"Why are you touching my things?"
Ye Xingzhou looked up along the line of his hand and saw a child of about seven or eight years old. He had a round face, his cheeks were red from the cold, with red bloodshot all over, and his skin was yellow and black from being exposed to the sun for a long time.
His upper body was wrapped in a thick coat, making him look like a ball, while his lower body was just a pair of patched velvet pants, like a bamboo pole.
Extremely uncoordinated.
At this time, because Ye Xingzhou touched his thing, his thick lips were tightly pursed, and he held the dagger in his arms in a defensive posture.
In just three seconds, he was hit on the head with a hammer.
"How do you talk to guests?"
The old lady placed the cooked wontons in front of Ye Xingzhou, grabbed the child's ear and dragged him into the stall.
"Grandma, grandma, please let me go. I was wrong!" the child begged for mercy.
Ye Xingzhou ate wontons while watching the old lady scolding people.
Not to mention, when he was a child, he was beaten with a stick by his grandmother because he was naughty.
The scolded child rubbed his ears and huddled by the fire, adding firewood obediently.
Seeing Ye Xingzhou looking at him, he turned his head and glared at Ye Xingzhou, and then was hit by the old lady again.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows and silently gave the old lady a thumbs up.
Grandma: "What did Master Gui'an of the Dongpu family say?"
The child wiped his nose and said, "I'm going to die."
The old lady almost picked up the mallet again, "Who did you learn this bad mouth from? You know how to curse people, don't you?"
The child quickly hid behind Ye Xingzhou and said, "Grandma, Grandma, I didn't say that. I heard it from Master Gui'an and his aunt."
The old lady spat, "Don't have any contact with that bad girl. Master Gui'an is so kind-hearted, he must live a long life."
"Oh." The child thought and said, "Master Liu said that when the snow melts a little, he will send Master Gui'an to the Heavenly Sect to recuperate."
Grandma: "Stop minding your own business, Master Gui'an, would you like some wontons today?"
"I want wontons without green onions."
The old lady took out a bowl of wontons and put it on the table. She stuffed two copper coins into the child's pocket and said, "Go and take these wontons to Dongpu."
"I'll go right away!"
As soon as he got the copper coins, the child's eyes lit up instantly. He put on his felt hat and ran away with the wonton bowl.
"This child." The old lady shook her head and gave Ye Xingzhou an embarrassed smile. "Asheng has been naughty since he was young. Don't mind him, kid."
"It's okay, it's very cute." Ye Xingzhou paid the money and left the stall.
The golden thread appeared again, in the direction where the child ran.
Ye Xingzhou followed and walked around two alleys, and a mansion appeared far away from the crowd.
Liu family's East Garden.
The golden thread is in the East Garden.
When the gatekeeper saw Ye Xingzhou standing in front of the door, he opened his mouth to drive him away.
"Go away, don't disturb my young master's peace."
Ye Xingzhou walked around and bumped into a child coming out of the back door.
When the child saw that it was Ye Xingzhou, he snorted and squatted beside Ye Xingzhou holding a wooden dagger.
"Grandma always pulls my ears."
"Hey, grandma gave me two copper coins, so I can buy some candied haws."
He muttered for a long time, Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, walked into the alley, and the child followed him again.
"Are you a monk?"
Ye Xingzhou blinked, "Guess."
"I guess you are." The child stared at Ye Xingzhou's clothes. "Only monks wear such thin clothes in the middle of winter. I want to be a monk when I grow up."
Ye Xingzhou squatted down and said, "Since you are so smart, I will make a deal with you."
"What?" the child asked.
"Tell me about Liu Gui'an." Ye Xingzhou's eyes fell on the wooden dagger in the child's hand. "I'll give you a talisman."
Ye Xingzhou suspected that the Cangshui Bow was with Liu Guian.
"Deal." The child nodded enthusiastically. "Master Gui'an is so kind. A while ago, a bully came to our shop and demanded a stall fee. Master Gui'an helped my family and many others drive away the bully."
"Master Gui'an loves to eat wontons from my house. I run errands to deliver them and also give him candied fruits and pastries. I really like Master Gui'an."
When children speak, they always choose to say what left a deep impression on them and what they like.
Seeing this, Ye Xingzhou took the initiative to ask, "What did you mean when you said he was going to die?"
The child lowered his head and said, "Master Gui'an is not in good health. The master wants to send him to the sect in heaven to recuperate."
There was nothing more to be asked after that, so Ye Xingzhou gave the talisman to the child.
The amulet can ward off disasters and protect you from harm.
Ye Xingzhou wiped his hands and stood up.
There was the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow behind me.
Ye Xingzhou turned around.
A man holding a light blue hairpin came into view.
The man was wearing a cloak, his facial features were soft, and his drooping eyebrows and eyes added a touch of innocence and harmlessness to his pale face.
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