In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In Yuzhou City in the afternoon, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing. On the street where people come and go, a white-haired old man with a strong bone and fairy style is leading a group of middle-aged monks with handsome faces, running gracefully on the street. ,jump.

Their upper bodies are all dressed in brocade and elegant clothes, and their lower bodies are all bare buttocks. At this moment, they are walking unrestrained steps, swaying their youth to the fullest on the street, and their movements are also very beautiful. While running, the buttocks trembled rhythmically, and the little brother also swung to his heart's content, which perfectly demonstrated the elegance and vitality of the cultivator, and the pedestrians on the side of the road were full of praise and applauded loudly.

Lin Xiaolu was also standing at the door of the inn, watching the backs of these monks leaving and sighing:

"As expected of a cultivator, the buttocks are so round, delicate and shiny at such an age, it really is extraordinary, hey~ I wish I could have such a handsome butt like theirs."

Behind him, Ah Ning stood quietly. After the boy looked at it for a while, Ah Ning interrupted his admiration and asked:

"how did you do it."

"Ah?" Lin Xiaolu turned his head and looked at Aning in a daze.

"What and how?"

"Just that ancestor of the Zhu family." Aning looked into his eyes and asked, "How did you break his body protection aura?"

Lin Xiaolu laughed: "You want to learn?"

"think."

Aning nodded, and said with a blank expression: "Make a price, let me see if I can afford it."

Lin Xiaolu showed a cute smile to the girl in front of her:

"My price is... 100 million taels of gold."

After hearing this, Aning was startled, looked at him in disbelief, then lowered his head, and said bitterly: "I can't afford it."

Lin Xiaolu glanced at her curiously, he felt that Aning was quite cute at this moment. .

He grinned and said: "I created the method of breaking the aura of body protection, called the double dark energy, but the cultivation conditions are very harsh, and you need to have experienced a bath in animal blood at least once and have a strong physique. I'm sorry I can't teach you."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu greeted with a smile: "Tomorrow we can go to Amitabha Temple, do you want to buy some dry food and save it for the road? Or buy a horse for a ride?"

"Can you ride a horse?" Aning asked.

"No, will you?"

"I will, but I'm a poor man."

"Then how about I buy a horse and you take me?" Lin Xiaolu asked in surprise.

"I don't want it, then you will be too close to me." After finishing speaking, Aning suggested with a blank expression: "You can buy a carriage, and I will drive you a carriage, which is also much faster than walking."

Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hit it off with Ah Ning, and happily went to buy a carriage. He was worried that he had so much gold that he had no place to spend it.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiaolu and Aning went to buy a carriage together. At that time, the store owner asked for two ingots of gold. Lin Xiaolu was also very bold and prepared to pay for it, but Aning stopped him, and then slashed wildly with the store owner. He directly bargained and halved the price, and finally bought a big bay red horse and a sturdy carriage with the money of an ingot of gold.

On the street, Lin Xiaolu was sitting in the carriage, poking his head out of the window curiously to see the street scene outside, while Aning was leading the horse for him at the front of the carriage.

"If I hadn't helped you negotiate the price today, you would have spent two ingots of gold for this carriage. I saved one ingot for you, and you have to give me some silver taels as a reward."

While leading the horse, Aning said to the boy in the car: "I don't want more, just give me half of the ingot of gold that I saved for you."

Lin Xiaolu was also very generous, sitting in the car and said with a smile: "When we get to Amitabha Temple, I will give you a gold ingot directly, what do you think?"

"Okay." Aning agreed concisely.

The two of them drove a carriage and the other took a carriage, and they soon arrived at a grain store. Lin Xiaolu didn't feel bad about spending money, and he didn't have any idea. He just ordered more than a dozen catties of fried rice. These things can be stored for a long time and can be eaten directly. It can be boiled in water and is very suitable for dry food.

"Ah Ning, do you think we should go buy something else? There's nothing delicious to eat just fried rice." In front of the shop, Lin Xiaolu tasted the dry fried rice and said.

The girl was staring at the owner of the rice shop to pack the rice, so as to prevent him from subscribing to good ones or shorting the price. After hearing Lin Xiaolu's question, she couldn't help but give him a sideways glance, and said casually: "We will pass by on the way to Yanmenguan. In other cities, you won’t be able to stay in the wild for long, and fried rice is enough.”

"Oh, that's fine." Lin Xiaolu was helpless, feeling a little depressed because he had money and no place to spend it. He stood by the rice shop and looked around. After a while, he was attracted by a shop selling poultry.

In the shops selling poultry, there are many small pens made of fences, in which poultry such as chickens, ducks and geese are placed.

The owner of the shop is an old man over half a century old. He is dozing off on a couch with a cattail fan at the moment, and he doesn't know how he fell asleep so many chickens and ducks are making noise.

Lin Xiaolu came to the shop door and looked around curiously, then squatted in front of the shop door, petted the little chickens, petted the ducklings, and thought about whether to buy a poultry, so that he could change the taste if he got tired of eating fried rice on the road.

Not long after he had chosen, he suddenly noticed a big white duck lying on the dry straw, staring at him with big eyes full of wisdom.

Lin Xiaolu thought it was interesting, and raised his hand to touch the duck, but it flapped its white wings with a sound of "pop!" and pushed away his hand, very cleverly not letting him touch it.

Lin Xiaolu was startled when he saw this scene, and quickly shouted to the shop owner:

"Old man, your monthly protection fee, ah, no, grandpa, how do you sell this duck?"

The old man on the cool chair was woken up, cast a glance at Lin Xiaolu and said casually: "Sixty Wen"

"Haha thank you grandpa, grandpa, please give me a cage, otherwise I will find someone to burn your shop down!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu carelessly took out the change he had just bought for fried rice, and bought this weird big fat duck.

When Lin Xiaolu returned to Ah Ning with the white duck in his arms, Ah Ning was in a bad mood.

"Why do you buy ducks?"

"There's too much money, and I'm carrying a heavy load."

Like a child who got a new toy, Lin Xiaolu hugged the duck and let out a "boo hoo hoo hoo" laugh, and got into the carriage headlong.

Aning shook his head helplessly, put the bought fried rice into the carriage, and led the horse back to the inn.

That afternoon, when Lin Xiaolu returned to the inn, she couldn't wait to carry the duck back to the room, locked the door, and fed the duck with something like a pet. However, the duck had a very unique personality, crawling there without moving or barking. He even sneered at the food thrown by Lin Xiaolu.

"Why don't you eat?"

Lin Xiaolu opened the cage curiously, and carried the big fat duck out. The duck was still the same as in the afternoon, and he didn't want him to touch it at all, but how could Lin Xiaolu's strength be stopped by a duck, so he directly controlled it forcibly, and carried it out Then put it on the table, and then I also leaned on the table, blinked my big eyes and looked at it curiously, looked at it and showed a smirk:

"Brother Duck, are you a spirit beast?"

Lin Xiaolu, who suspected that the duck was a spirit beast, asked bluntly: "Can you understand me? Can you speak? If you can, just say it."

Seeing that the duck was still ignoring him, the boy grabbed it, raised his little hand, and patted its head vigorously, urging him while patting: "Don't pretend, I can tell you are not a serious duck at a glance, talk quickly! !"

The duck was thumped up and down when it was shot, but it couldn't resist at all. Instead, its feathers fell off. Finally, the duck couldn't help it anymore, glared at Lin Xiaolu, opened its small flat mouth and shouted:

"Brave pen! You try to slap me again!"