25 Mortals (VI)
◎I am a woodcutter◎
"Master, we'll be back soon." In front of the mountain gate, Yan Jiu and a few others said goodbye to Su Baiyu.
Bai Yu stood in front of the mountain gate, smiled and nodded slightly, saying: "Go, don't delay too long."
Looking at the backs of the people going down the mountain, Bai Yu felt a little sad. Time is merciless. In the blink of an eye, his disciples have grown up and can stand on their own.
A few sighs lingered in his heart, but before he could utter them out loud, a deep sigh came from the side faster than his.
Bai Yu turned around with amusement, looked at Xiao Ge who had come to her side without her noticing, and said to him with a smile: "You are such a young kid, how could you have so many troubles?"
"Mr. Su, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop." The young man in front of him frowned, his eyes full of worry.
Seeing this, Bai Yu couldn't help but soften his words. He reached out from the basket on the ground and took out apples one by one and passed them over: "If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up."
Yan Wuge looked down at the apple in his hand. Due to all the bumps and bruises along the way, the apple itself had become a little black.
Since Yan Wuge started practicing Taoism, he has never eaten such fruits again. With this preservation technique, no matter whether it is fruit or other precious medicinal materials, they will remain in the same state as when they were just picked and will not deteriorate.
The preservation technique is one of the simplest and most basic techniques, even the servants of the Sword Sect can use it. Yan Wuge didn't believe that the person in front of him didn't know this technique.
But the person standing in front of Yan Wuge now is, no matter how you look at it, a mortal, including his performance just now, which just proves that he is just an ordinary person.
But whether it was Su Baiyu mentioned in Yan'er's letter, who taught Yan'er a lot of things, or the Yao Wu Sect's young master Le Yao Yao, who she saw on Quanyue Mountain this time, or the Wu Lian of the Nishang Pavilion, and the young boy Mo Shouqing, each of them was an arrogant and proud son of heaven.
It is an unusual thing that so many beautiful and talented people gather together. All these information are telling Yan Wuge that Su Baiyu, as a teacher who can subdue them and gain their recognition, is definitely not an ordinary person.
Yan Wuge looked up and looked deeply at Su Baiyu, who was squatting on the ground, fiddling with the basket on his back, with a few strands of silk that were not easily noticed.
Explore. What is the origin of this person in front of him? Yan Wuge's mind quickly flashed through dozens of guesses. Is he really an ordinary mortal as he appears? Or is he deliberately making a mystery and pretending to know something he does not know? Or is he really a great and unfathomable person who has returned to his original nature...
In the end, Yan Wuge suppressed all the speculations and methods of trial in his mind. This was a time of trouble, and Yan Wuge did not want to take the risk of offending a powerful person. Even if this big man might be just a mortal or a liar, without a 100% plan, the loss would be greater than the gain.
After Bai Yu handed the apple to Xiao Ge, he also saw the black scar on the apple. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He wanted to ask for the apple back and give him a new one, but when he saw that he was holding it tightly, he smiled awkwardly and was too embarrassed to ask.
This also reminded him that he couldn't keep the apples any longer and had to process them as soon as possible and make them into jam so that they could be preserved longer.
He squatted down, put the straps of the basket on his shoulders, and prepared to stand up in one go. However, he underestimated the weight of the basket. He staggered and was about to fall. Then, a force came from behind and helped Bai Yu lift up the apple basket.
"Thank you, Xiaoge."
"You're welcome, Mr. Su. I'll get it for you."
"It's okay, it's just a few steps." Bai Yu rejected the offer, insisting that he could complete it alone.
Yan Wuge looked at the figure in front of him: Things are becoming more and more interesting.
The group of people who had just come down the mountain had reached the middle of the mountain. Mo Shouqing was shouting that after finishing his work, he wanted everyone to accompany him to Li's to buy cakes.
The group was having a great time and did not take the demons, their target, seriously. Not to mention that the demons had already suffered heavy losses in the previous battle between immortals and demons. Just the few people present were not easy to deal with, and even those with full health were not afraid of them.
However, their destination had already changed drastically by this time. From a mortal's perspective, one could see that the Qian Mansion was surrounded by thick blood-red mist.
Waiting...
The prey is coming...
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