Then the man took Zhu Yiyi to the kitchen to eat some leftover meals.

Although they were all leftovers, Zhu Yiyi wolfed them down and stuffed them into his mouth. He was so hungry.

You don't even need to add it again, just pack a bowl of cold rice, and eat it directly with the cold dishes.

After a while, the man looked at Zhu Yiyi who had stopped, "Are you full? If it's not enough, we can only wait until tomorrow."

"Yeah." Zhu Yi nodded, took another bowl of rice, poured all the soup and oil on the plate, and continued to bury his head in eating.

Zhu Yiyi didn't stop the bowls and chopsticks in his hands until he had eaten all the food.

"How long have you been hungry, kid?"

"I don't remember... hiccup..." Zhu Yiyi hiccupped.

"Come drink some water." The man handed over a ladle.

Zhu Yiyi drank all the water in the water ladle in one gulp. After being hungry for several days, he finally ate enough.

"I'll prepare a room for you, rest first, and have a good meal tomorrow." The man said.

"Thank you." Zhu Yiyi replied.

Afterwards, Zhu Yiyi came to the guest room, and without taking a shower, curled up on the bed and fell asleep under the quilt.

Never go that far again.

The next day, Zhu Yiyi got up smelling the smell of food.

Seeing Zhu Yiyi walking out of the guest room, the man smiled and said, "It smells good, the food is ready, let's eat."

"Yeah." Zhu Yiyi ran to the dining table and started eating without hesitation. After so many days, he finally had a mouthful of hot food, and couldn't help crying while eating.

"You dare to go to such a far place to do missions at such a young age, aren't you afraid of danger?" the man asked Zhu Yiyi.

"Don't be afraid, Wo is just delivering a letter, not doing anything dangerous." Zhu Yi took a big bite, wishing to fill his mouth completely.

"But I should still listen to my brother, I shouldn't go so far away." Zhu Yiyi swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Where are you going now? Do you want to live here for a while first?" the man asked.

"No need, I'll go back to the sect when I'm full." Zhu Yiyi continued to eat.

"That's right, just ask you to help me take a trip. A letter happened to be mailed to the young master. It should be that the third lady gave birth and told the young master to go back." The man took out an envelope.

"Okay, I'll take it back to senior brother." Zhu Yiyi took the envelope.

"I have some scattered silver here, you can take it, buy some food on the way back, or rent a carriage to go back." The man took out some silver and gave it to Zhu Yiyi.

"Thank you uncle, I will pay you back in the future, when I have saved enough money." Zhu Yiyi took the money.

"You child, no need, it's just some broken silver." The man said with a smile, and then warned, "Be careful on the way back!"

.........

In the Red Dust Garden on the other side, the Son of the Sword Sect who has been in the middle three days is sleeping soundly.

"Holy Son, it's time to leave." The old man said.

"Don't make noise! ​​Let me sleep for a while, it doesn't matter when you go! Are we so close?" the slanted-haired boy said angrily.

Seeing that the Holy Son has fallen into Fengyue, the old man can't say anything, he can only continue to wait, anyway, this matter, whether it succeeds or fails, will not have any impact on Hanming Mountain.

In the afternoon, the weather turned cold again, the capital was covered by overcast clouds, and the drizzle began to fall, and the Son of Sword Sect slowly got up.

"Let's go, go to the ordinary sect, it should be in the north."

"Well, according to the news I bought from Tianji Pavilion, the ordinary school is very close to the Wanfa fairy gate."

"Then what are you waiting for! Let's go! Find this little sect!"

The holy son in the sword and the old man soared into the sky one after another. Although the holy son only has the strength of the fourth level, the old man has the strength of the fifth level. However, it may be due to the pressure of the next three days' rules, so the old man's strength is only at the fifth level.

The two quickly rushed towards the Ten Thousand Arts Immortal Gate, but stopped in front of the Ten Thousand Arts Immortal Gate, "Young Master, you can't go any further. This should be the Ten Thousand Arts Immortal Gate."

"Why can't you move forward?" Dao Zong Shengzi asked suspiciously, but it was just a small sect in the lower realm, so it was not a matter of random manipulation.

"This sect is somewhat beyond my expectations. There are at least five experts in the five realms!" The old man replied.

"There are so many, how could this be? Didn't Bai Xiaosheng's information say that there will not be more than three five-level monks in Qi?"

"Maybe the information is wrong, we still have to find someone to ask." The old man said.

"It's not easy, just grab a person from the lower realm and ask." Dao Zong Shengzi said.

"Holy Son, it's better to be careful." The old man said.

"You are cautious everywhere, there are so many things that need to be cautious. Myriad Law Immortals are all five realms, so let's go to another place and ask someone if they are not. It is impossible for everyone to have such a high realm." Dao Zongsheng The son said impatiently.

After all, the Holy Son has the final say, and the guards can only follow along to find someone.

After another period of time, the two of them found the position of the ordinary sect, and quickly plundered the ordinary sect.

On the other side, under the ordinary sect, Zhang Tianba was sitting blankly in the inn, Lin Feng and Ji Jibo were just sitting bored, it was raining outside the inn, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

The rain in autumn is no better than in summer. If ordinary people get caught in this kind of rain, they will probably get sick. Even if they are monks, they don't like to be in the rain.

"What do you think the leader saw on the mountain last night?" Ji Jibo suddenly asked.

After the head of Wanfa Immortal Sect went up the mountain last night, he went down the mountain very quickly, and took his son away directly, unwilling to stay at all.

After that night, the blood-colored beam of light on the mountain behind the Wanfa Immortal Gate suddenly disappeared.

But still need to wait slowly, I don't know if the junior brother is back?

"I don't know." Zhang Tianba replied inadvertently.

"Why don't we go back too, after all the headmen have already gone back, if something really happens on the mountain, then we will kill it down the mountain." Lin Feng said.

"Let's wait a little longer. I always feel a little flustered today...I don't feel well. Maybe Zhu Yiyi has come back, maybe..." Zhang Tianba insisted.

He really didn't like this feeling of palpitations, just like when Situ You fell into the water, he felt like something was missing in his heart.

Just as they were communicating, a muddy young man staggered into the small town bakery in the rain, "Boss, bring me two cakes, wrap them in oiled paper, and I'll bring them back to my brother." .”

Seeing the young man took out the money, the boss was also slightly stunned. He knew this boy, he was a disciple of the Ordinary Sect, and he often came to buy cakes from him. His name seemed to be Zhu Yiyi.

"Are you okay? There seemed to be some movement in the ordinary sect yesterday." The bakery owner wrapped Zhu Yiyi up, and then reminded.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little." Zhu Yiyi took the cake, propped himself up and walked slowly towards the ordinary sect, and he could have a good rest when he returned to the sect.

The rain kept washing Zhu Yiyi's body, and blood continued to ooze under his feet. He stuffed the cake wrapped in oiled paper into his chest.

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