After the immortal disappeared

In the dream, he went back to the time when he supervised the construction of the Xushan Spirit Gathering Formation more than ten years ago. The transformation of Xushan took a long time, but the construction demonstration before the start of construction actually only took three months.

What both gods and emperors want to do, no one can stop Bega.

Zaifu Kua still remembered that in the past three months, his colleague and friend Mei Shifu had been arguing with him over the construction of the formation.

"Nonsense, it's too dangerous to do this!"

"This is the will of the emperor and his old man, and it is also the result of the gods' ginseng. What can you doubt?"

"B-but..."

"But what? We just need to resolutely implement it and supervise the construction with all our strength!" Zaifu sneered, "You and I dare to change one thing. If something goes wrong, will the whole family's heads be chopped off?"

After saying it several times, Mei Shifu gave up.

But no matter how careful everyone was, an accident still happened on the day when the formation eye was installed...

Although more than ten years have passed, Zaifu Kua still remembers the day when Tianshu Peak was filled with fire bombs and roaring to the sky. The apocalyptic scene frightened everyone.

Fortunately, he is still some distance away from the breaking point...

But Mei Shifu on Tianshu Peak died on the spot.

Alas, everything is fate, and it is not up to anyone.

Zaifu praised the sleep and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

The concubine saw him staring straight at the ceiling of the tent, and couldn't help but worry: "Master?"

"It's nothing, I just think about the past." In the first few years after Mei Shifu's unfortunate death, he always dreamed that the other party came to complain to him, but after going to the temple to ask for a peace of mind charm, he was fine.

Why did he dream of this person again more than ten years later?

However, he couldn't remember clearly what the two of them said in the dream when he woke up. Maybe it was just the same nonsense as before, right?

It seems that he has to go to the temple to ask for the peace charm again.

However, when he went to the temple, the fortune teller from last time came to read his fortune again and said "congratulations" when he saw him.

Zaifu said angrily: "How happy are you?" Last night, I dreamed of that short-lived ghost Lao Mei.

"I once said that Master Zaifu will suffer a calamity in his seventy-fourth year."

"Yes." It still bothered him for so many years.

"Looking at Mr. Zaifu's features today, the evil spirit has dissipated." The fortune teller bowed his head to the end, "Congratulations to Mr. Zaifu, you have passed the disaster safely, and you can expect to live a hundred years!"

Zaifu was surprised at first, and then overjoyed: "It's over? Is my fate over now?"

Normally, he would be suspicious. But last night he suddenly dreamed of Mei Shifu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Did this old friend help him in some way?

Anyway, this is a good thing, a great thing!

"Reward!" Mr. Zaifu was happy, and the fortune teller immediately received a generous reward of one hundred taels of silver.

"We have a banquet, we have to have a banquet!" Zaifu boasted with a smile on his face, "The banquet will be held in seven days, no, no, five days later! Invite all my old friends to come."

The attendant responded and reminded carefully: "Sir, your seventy-fifth birthday will be next month."

"What does it have to do with it?" Zaifu said indifferently, waving his hand, "Do it! Do it all!"

…

He Lingchuan also slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, there were two Tongxin guards standing guard outside.

Evidently attention was paid to his residence.

The fierce tiger Jiao Yu came out of nowhere and stretched beside him.

"There are people watching you in the dark, I can smell their scent." Passing by a big tree, a tiger man stood up and scratched the tree with ten sharp claws, making a hissing sound, "I really want to eat them all! "

The feeling of being watched is particularly unpleasant. It is a noble general among hundreds of mountains...

"Hold it." He Lingchuan stroked the tiger's back, feeling the knotted muscles under the fur, "I told the kitchen to kill a fat sheep last night, wrap the mutton and hang it in the cold pool, just waiting for you."

The reason why he was not hung in the lake in the back mountain was because it was not safe there.

Sure enough, the tiger's anger subsided as soon as he heard that there was meat to eat.

He Lingchuan walked out and found a few pairs of eyes staring at him nearby. His spiritual sense is getting stronger now, and once he is spied on, he will feel strange.

Apparently, Fan Longan also had spies at Pianxiang Villa in addition to the exposed ones.

After entering the kitchen, the tiger got the slaughtered and cleaned fat sheep as he wished, and the enthusiastic cook gave He Lingchuan a large food basket.

Four food boxes, upper and lower, are stacked together.

He Lingchuan said a few nice words to the cook and handed over ten copper coins as a tip. Then he put the food basket and the fat sheep into the storage ring and strolled to the back mountain.

The more Fu Shan spends his money, the more Pianxiang Villa will look like a villa.

The servants swept the fallen leaves on the path, making a rustling sound; the tiger couldn't hold back and rolled twice on the thick pile of fallen leaves.

Ah, it feels so good!

The pavilion at the back of the mountain is under repair, and there is a tinkling noise.

The late autumn sun shines on people, bringing rare warmth.

A gap had been made in the bushes behind Weasel's house, and a small pier was built overnight, where the boat was parked.

He Lingchuan jumped on the boat, untied the cable, and moved the wooden oar a little closer to the dock's baffle.

As soon as the tiger jumped onto the bow of the boat, the boat left the shore and floated leisurely towards the center of the lake.

It squatted down, staring directly at the shore with its big eyes, and suddenly said: "Those rats really showed up."

Behind the trees on the lakeshore, a figure flashed.

"It's called Tongxinwei, not Rat Generation." Looking at it, He Lingchuan always felt that it was like a cat staring at a mouse. Even the tuft of white hair on the tip of its tail kept shaking, "It's time to eat."

The Tiger's attitude toward Tongxinwei was probably because Fushan Yue was becoming increasingly impatient with the constraints and controls in Lingxu City.

He Lingchuan caught the fat sheep, cut it into large pieces with a knife, and put it on the bow of the boat to feed the tigers.

The space inside the cabin was too cramped for a tiger that was nearly a foot long.

He Lingchuan opened the food boxes one by one. Inside were a large bowl of braised noodles, a cage of fried buns, a large pile of scallion pancakes, a small portion of fragrant pear soup, and a small bowl of crystal buckwheat heads stuffed in the corner.

The bottom of the pan-fried bun has a golden brown skin, and when you scrape it with chopsticks, it makes a sizzling sound. The bun skin is very soft and moist, and there are a few black sesame seeds growing on it. He Lingchuan was not afraid of being burned, so he just stuffed one into his mouth and made a juicy sound.

The scallion pancake, don't look at it as a thin slice, but it's actually several layers of crispy. When he rolled it up and ate it, he put a few crystal buckwheat heads in it, which immediately improved the taste by two levels.

The bowl of braised rice noodles is even better. Not only is it full of ingredients, but also dried mushrooms, shrimps, pork, squid, shredded bamboo shoots, and day lilies are all put in. The base is still pork bone and chicken stock, and the soup is just right thick and sticky. , took a sip, and snored so uncomfortably.

Not to mention He Lingchuan, an ordinary person would feel warm all over after eating the hot braised noodles.

The wind and clouds here reflect the gentleness and elegance of the tiger eating raw meat opposite.

There is no way, big cats are born unable to chew, so they can only cut the meat with their side teeth and swallow it.

He Lingchuan finished eating, and Jiao Yu's sheep had only eaten less than a quarter.

He grabbed the wooden oar and headed to the north bank.

The boat with one person and one tiger on the south shore of the lake is now taking a straight line to the north shore, so the Tongxin Guards who were originally following them have no choice but to walk north along the shoreline.

However, this lake is not small, and the shoreline is quite winding.

One Tongxinwei was impatient and took off his coat to get into the water: "Swim over, swimming is faster than walking!"

Swimming is also a straight line.

But he just walked to the water and before he took off his shoes, his companion suddenly caught him:

"Don't go down, look into the lake!"

The man glanced into the water, and there happened to be a big guy leaping out of the lake nearly four feet high, and then fell back heavily. The exploding water spray splashed gold and jade in the sun, spraying several people in the face.

Several people wiped the water from their faces with their hands: "What is that?"

"Looks like a big-mouthed catfish."

Catfish will eat anything, and it is easy for them to grow into large bodies. This one is more than a foot long. When it comes out of the water, the fish's mouth is wide open, as if it can fit a person into it without any problem.

At this time, there was another big fish with its back exposed from the water. It was not a catfish, but it was not smaller than it at all, but its body color was slightly lighter.

It cruised half a circle around the shore, and no one dared to go into the water.

Why did two fish kings suddenly appear in the lake at the back of Qilin Mountain?

Even if you think about it, you know that it has something to do with these Chiyan people.

Everyone had no choice but to go around the lake shoreline and go to the north shore.

By the time they arrived, the boat had already swung into the tall grass on the north bank. The tiger was still lying on the bow of the boat eating, and the fat sheep had only one hind leg left.

As for the cabin, it was of course empty.

The Tongxin guards looked at each other, a little annoyed.

This guy is indeed cunning, just like Deputy Commander Fan said!

On the first day of their shift at Pianxiang Villa, they lost track of them!

But the lake is so big, no matter where the people named He go rowing, it is easy to get rid of them. How to solve this problem?

Just when they were at a loss for what to do——

He Lingchuan had already hummed a little tune and arrived at the foot of Qilin Mountain, where bighorn blue sheep were gnawing grass roots leisurely. When he saw his master arriving, he happily rubbed his arm.

He Lingchuan rode the blue sheep and ran towards the south.

Originally, there were many fish in the lake at the back of Qilin Mountain, but there were no monsters. He asked the gibbon Lao Ge for help and invited two fish monsters to stay.

These two fish monsters usually help people drive fish into the nets in lakes and rivers, and they can get some share or reward after harvesting. But the competition in this industry is fierce, and some are younger and stronger than them. Human beings are so aggressive in lowering prices that the two big fish always feel like they can't get enough to eat.

Now that they are fine, He Lingchuan invites them to stay in Qilin Lake.

The lake is not vast for the two fishes, but it is deep inside and connected to the caves in the mountain. The environment is very good.

The fish monsters in Qilin Lake have been cleared out very early. For the two new fish kings, there is enough food here, and He Lingchuan also promised to give them extra meals regularly, and the work content is very simple:

No one else is allowed to go into the water, but occasionally I help pull the boat.

For He Lingchuan, a monster that can be bribed is a good monster.

…

Dong Rui was walking on the street, dressed in coarse cloth, with a curtain hat on his head, and a little squirrel lying on his shoulder.

The squirrel kept giving him instructions:

"Go straight."

"Left, left! Not right!"

"Into the alley."

"You've gone too far, you fool! Go back, this is not the way I'm talking about!"

Dong Rui: "..." Where did He find such a gossip? He wanted to sew it shut.