Celestial being

"That guy did come to my place, but he probably slipped through the crack in the window when I wasn't around." Yuan Ming picked up the piece of paper, handed it to Chen Wan, and said.

"What should we do now? Do you know where it will go?" Chen Wan took a look and asked quickly.

"I've only been with it for a month and a half, and I can't say I fully understand its habits. I can only try to help you find it." Yuan Ming sighed and said.

"Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother Yuan." Chen Wan said gratefully.

"In this way, you go to the front mountain of Huoliantang to look for it. I will go to the back mountain direction and shout a few times in the forest. Maybe it will come back after hearing my voice." Yuan Ming thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Chen Wan said quickly.

After Chen Wan left, Yuan Ming did not rush to the back mountain. Instead, he came outside the house and searched around the window sill.

Sure enough, after a while, he discovered the traces left by Huo Greedy'er.

"After completing the first level of Ming Yue Jue, my insight is much stronger than before. This feeling is really good." Yuan Ming admired in his heart.

With the blessing of his soul power, he immediately followed Huo Greedy'er's traces and started searching based on his experience in hunting down ferocious beasts.

The little guy came out of his house, climbed up the ancient pine tree next to him, then climbed over the courtyard wall and headed towards the back mountain.

Yuan Ming followed the trace and came to the bamboo forest where the master of the third cave lived.

Just when he thought the guy had returned home, he found that its tracks suddenly changed, bypassing the third cave master's courtyard, and going down the mountain along a path in the back mountain.

Yuan Ming pursued him all the way to the foot of the mountain, but couldn't see the guy and could only continue to follow him.

Unknowingly, Yuan Ming followed its footsteps and came to a valley.

As soon as he entered the valley, Yuan Ming smelled a strange aroma. When he suddenly came to his senses, he discovered that there was a large field not far ahead.

Looking from a distance, a field is neatly divided and filled with plants of different colors.

That complex and strange aroma came from that field.

Yuan Ming focused his eyes and saw at a glance that in a field where red plants were growing, a clump of plants was trembling violently, and a fluffy red tail was rising high from the side.

Yuan Ming quickly took three steps and two steps at a time, and rushed over there.

Sure enough, Huo Greedy'er was digging in the ground with his tail raised, digging for something.

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and after looking around at the terrain, he suddenly realized that he was in the valley between the peaks of Huoliantang and Lianlutang, and the fields of different colors in front of him were probably the medicine of a certain Lianlutang elder. field.

"You little snack!"

Yuan Ming suddenly felt overwhelmed and quickly grabbed Huo Gan'er's tail and picked him up.

However, Huo Chan'er struggled fiercely and insisted on grabbing the elixir on the ground and refused to let go. When Yuan Ming used his strength to pull it up, he also pulled out the elixir with its roots and mud.

Huo Chan'er was hung upside down in the air by his tail. He was about to get angry with his teeth and claws, but when he saw it was Yuan Ming, he immediately turned off the fire and held the elixir in his hand to show it to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming looked at the fiery red color of the root of the elixir and was covered with flame-like roots. He immediately recognized it as a fire-attributed spiritual grass called "Fire Ground Root".

He wanted to snatch it from Huo Greedy'er's hands and bury it back again.

As a result, the little guy got anxious, opened his mouth and bit off a large piece, chewed it twice and then swallowed it.

"You..." Yuan Ming was speechless and could only look around with a guilty conscience.

Only then did he notice that there was a small pond on the other side of the medicinal field, and a stilt-style house made of wood and thatch was built next to it.

Next to the house, facing the pond, sat a man wearing a bamboo hat, fishing with a fishing rod.

"Oops." Yuan Ming thought to himself that something was wrong, and he was about to run away with Huo Greedy'er.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't have any consciousness of being a thief. While chewing on the fire beard, he farted loudly with a "pop" sound.

Yuan Ming wished he could cover its back door, but it was too late.

When he looked at the man by the pond, the man had already turned his head and looked at each other, which was really awkward.

At this time, Huo Chan'er seemed to realize that he was in trouble, so he broke free from Yuan Ming's hand and ran away quickly.

Yuan Ming stood where he was, neither running nor running, he was in a dilemma.

"My little friend, come here and have a chat?" The man wearing a hat shouted from a distance.

Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment, then bravely walked over.

When he got closer, he could see clearly that the man under the bamboo hat had white beard and hair. He looked like an octogenarian, but he was energetic and did not look old at all.

As Yuan Mingzheng spoke, he didn't know how to explain it.

Then the old man said: "It doesn't matter, it's not the first time that fire ferret has come, and my master won't blame him."

"Master?" Yuan Ming asked in surprise.

"This medicine field belongs to the elder of Lianlu Hall. I am looking for a casual job here, farming and fishing. I often meet that little guy." The old man stood up with a smile, took out a small wooden stool from the house, and placed it on Beside yourself.

Yuan Ming thought for a while, then came and sat down next to the old man.

"What do you call me, little friend?" the old man asked.

"Junior Huolian Hall disciple Yuan Ming, what do you call me?" Yuan Ming asked.

"I like fishing. They all call me Yu Weng. You can just call me the same." The old man said with a kind smile.

"Senior Yu Weng, I'm really sorry that Huo Gan'er has caused you trouble." Yuan Ming felt that this old man was very dignified, and he was probably the owner of the medicine field, not just an idle fisherman looking at the medicine field.

"It doesn't matter, it's boring for me to be here alone. It can help me relieve my boredom by coming here occasionally. Don't mention it, this little guy is very clever. Sometimes I haven't discovered the mature elixir, but it does. You can always find it." Yu Weng said with a smile.

Yuan Ming didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Senior Yuweng has gained a lot today." He glanced at the fish basket at the old man's feet. There were seven or eight fish with colorful scales stacked together.

"This silver-scaled fish is a good thing. It's very filling. I'll stew it in a pot for you to try." The fish man said with a proud smile.

"Then I'm sorry." Yuan Ming was in the wrong, so he didn't refuse.

The fish man seemed to be a cheerful person. As he spoke, he stood up and brought out a red clay stove, placed a black iron pot on it, and added water.

I didn't see him doing anything to deal with it. He just cleaned it and threw two plump silver-scaled colorful fish into the pot.

The fire started to rise, and the sound of "gurgling" soon sounded, and the milky white fish soup in the pot immediately began to roll.

A strong aroma penetrated Yuan Ming's nose.

"It smells so good..." He couldn't help but admire.

"The scales of this fish are very special. They will melt on their own after being boiled. The aroma is not from the fish meat, but from the scales. Try it and see..." The fish man said as he handed over a wooden spoon.

Yuan Ming was not polite, took a spoonful and drank it.

When the soft fish soup entered his mouth, the aroma immediately reached the sky, making him feel refreshed, as if the Lingtai had become clearer.

Something is wrong, something is wrong with this fish.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows and his eyes lit up.

"Young friend Yuan, you know the goods, can you taste the difference?" Yu Weng said with a smile.

"This fish soup contains spiritual power and can nourish the mind." Yuan Ming nodded immediately and said.

"Hey, fish elsewhere don't have this taste. It's because this medicine field has good water and soil, and various elixir seeds fall into the pond from time to time, that we can grow fish with such a wonderful taste." Yu Weng said.

"Juniors are ashamed to be treated like this by seniors," Yuan Ming said.

"Hey...we are destined to meet each other. I am an old man, and I have nothing to do here all day long. It would be great to have more people to talk to and chat with." Yu Weng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Looking at your appearance, you don't look like someone from southern Xinjiang, but rather from the Central Plains. How did you end up in this Biluo Cave?" He asked again.

Yuan Ming's mind turned, and after thinking for a moment, he chose what he could tell about his experience as a furry beast slave, and briefly talked about it.

Yu Weng frowned when he heard this, and praised: "So, your experience has been extremely tortuous. Speaking of which, I also went to the Central Plains in my early years, and I don't want to think that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Hearing this, Yuan Ming immediately became energetic.

"Senior has been to the Central Plains, what kind of place is it?" Yuan Ming asked quickly.

"The bustling and lively place is very different from Southern Xinjiang. Especially the women from the Central Plains are also different from Southern Xinjiang. Their bodies are as soft as if they have no bones, and their skin is as smooth as silk... Ahem, Alas, the past cannot be recalled..." Yu Weng coughed twice and stopped recalling those gauze curtains.

"People don't spend their youth in romance. My predecessors must have walked freely in the world of mortals... The Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang are thousands of miles apart, and there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in between. I want to go there, but I also suffered a lot. Right?" Yuan Ming asked.

In fact, what he wanted to know was how Yu Weng got to the Central Plains back then?

"It was different from now. There was a lot of trade between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang. I went with the caravan. Although there were many twists and turns along the way, it was not too hard with the cavalry leading the way and the mercenaries protecting me. "Yu Weng said.

"Is it gone now?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Alas, southern Xinjiang has been in turmoil for many years, and trade with the Central Plains has long ceased to exist. Nowadays, many mercenary organizations do not protect caravans, but rob caravans. If you want to go to the Central Plains, it is not so easy. It's easy." Yu Weng continued.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Yu Weng saw some clues and said with a smile: "Don't be too sad, little friend Yuan. You are a cultivator and you have your own cultivation. In the future, when you are successful in cultivation and you are safe, are you still worried about not being able to return to the Central Plains?" ?”

"Senior is joking. Life in the sect has been very good. Today I have to meet senior again. Why go back to the Central Plains? It's just that my memory is blurred and I am a little curious." Yuan Ming smiled and said.

"It's okay. If you want to hear about the Central Plains in the future, just come to me and I'll stew fish for you. But don't come empty-handed next time. It would be better if you bring some animal meat, wine, etc., haha..." Fish Weng Saran smiled.

Yuan Ming agreed with a smile, and both the host and the guests returned happily.

In the evening, when Yuan Ming returned to his residence, he found Huo Greedy'er squatting on his desk.

Seeing him entering the room, the little guy moved forward with some guilt and rubbed his head against Yuan Ming's pants, as if he was apologizing for abandoning him and running away today.

Yuan Ming picked it up with his toes, grabbed it by the back of the neck, as if carrying a child who had made a mistake, and sent it back to Chen Wan.