How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

Said it was to save people, after Tan Jiayong carried the man out of the pit, he found that except for a little redness and swelling on the head, the man's skin was not broken, there was no injury in the body, and his breathing was even.Except for looking a little dirty, it seems to be asleep.

Moreover, the man smelled of alcohol all over his body, which made people seriously doubt whether he fell from the sky because he was drunk.

Tan Jiayong yelled a few times, but he didn't wake him up, so he simply ignored him.

Turning around in a circle, even using his spiritual sense, he didn't see the sword that was glimpsed in the sky.

Tsk, I don't know where it went.

Tan Jiayong felt a little pity, and then he didn't care anymore. He put the man on the carriage, and the carriage continued to move forward.

The position of the carriage was only that big, and there was a person lying on it who didn't know whether he was unconscious or asleep, and the others simply avoided it.

Tan Jiayong was driving the carriage, and Tan Wen and Zhan Yin sat next to him, one on the left and one on the right. From time to time, they looked into the carriage curiously, and saw that the old man was sleeping very soundly.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that this is really the legendary cultivator!

The gray robes and the beard all over the face looked dirty and greasy.No matter how you look at it, he is a bad old man who spends time in a tavern.

There is no so-called fairy temperament at all!

Zhan Yin asked Tan Jiayong in a low voice, "Brother, do you think we picked the wrong person?"

Tan Jiayong is not too sure, "...It's possible."

Tan Wen: "..."

Since they have all been picked up, there is no reason to throw people out.So the carriage continued to move forward, but a few people paid much less attention to the people in the carriage, but the frog in the barrel was lying on the lotus leaf, and its eyes basically fell on the old man.

As a result, the man couldn't wake up, and Tan Wen began to doubt Tan Jiayong's half-hearted medical skills, "My son, are you sure that the old man was not injured or poisoned?"

Tan Jiayong was quite sure at first, but after hearing what his father said, he suddenly became a little uncertain, "I don't know the method of monks."

Then Tan Wen stopped talking, and Xiaobai, a family cultivator, had nothing to do but watch a cultivator who fell from the sky.

As a result, they waited for half a day. Seeing that the sky was about to darken, the three of them planned to find a place to spend the night.

Both Tan Wen and Tan Jiayong were good hunters, and there were a few monsters by their side, so they didn't encounter any danger along the way.

Even the place to rest at night, if you can find it, try to find a place to stay, if you can't find it, just find a remote place, and you can spend the night with a fire.

There is a bobcat who likes to be active at night, so there is no need to worry about no one doing the warning.Furthermore, the Tan family father and son often spent the night in the forest in the past, and they were vigilant enough at night.

The addition of a lynx just made them feel more at ease.

The carriage stopped, Tan Wen untied the horse's noose, Miao Miao jumped onto the horse, and took the horse to graze.It is familiar with this job, and when it encounters prey, it can catch two and come back for additional meals~

The father and son of the Tan family packed up the firewood, and Zhan Yin began to set up a temporary stove. When he set up the pot, the father and son had collected a lot of dry firewood and returned.

Tan Jiayong lit a fire, first boiled a pot of hot water, and Zhan Yin took out a few bamboo tubes, stuffed rice and water into the bamboo tubes, and put them beside the stone stove.

Before the water boiled, Miao Miao had already returned with a few pheasants.Several people's eyes lit up, and they quickly took out the pheasant.

Zhan Yin directed Tan Jiayong to light another fire, one for stewing and two for roasting, and soon a strong fragrance wafted out.

After riding in the carriage for a whole day, they were all a little hungry, and looked at the grilled chicken with eager eyes.

Especially Miao Miao, sitting by the fire, almost drooling.

Zhan Yin looked at the heat and found that it was almost done. He was about to take it down and share it with everyone, when he felt a gust of wind blowing, and lightly lightened his hand, the pheasant he just roasted in his hand was gone.

Zhan Yin: "..."

A few people didn't react, and Miaomiao immediately froze, bared her teeth threateningly in one direction, and let out a warning sound from her mouth.

Tan Jiayong took a step forward to block Zhan Yin and Father Tan, staring at that direction vigilantly, with a dagger already in his palm.

Under the light of the fire, a disheveled old man was holding a roast chicken in both hands, sniffing it with his nose, as if he hadn't eaten for decades, he kept praising, "It smells so good! "

Then with a whimper, the pheasant immediately lost a large piece.

Tan Jiayong: "..."

The sudden change stunned several people, Zhan Yin suddenly felt that something was wrong, sniffed it, and smelled a mushy smell, and then remembered that there was a roast chicken that he forgot to take.

I quickly took off the only one left, and when I saw it, most of it was blurred.

Zhan Yin's small face suddenly turned down, and his face was full of displeasure.

Tan Jiayong suddenly became even more unhappy, clenched his fists, and began to wonder if he could beat this old man.

The result of the estimate...can't beat...

Tan Jiayong's face darkened immediately.

The second roast chicken was obviously inedible, so Zhan Yin handed it to Shan Mao, "Here, meow, do you want it?"

Bobcat raised his head, looked at the burnt pheasant and fell silent.

Well, it's so paste that even cats don't want to eat it.

Just when Zhan Yin was about to throw it away, his hand lightened, and the familiar feeling immediately made him realize something.

Looking up, I saw the half-roasted chicken being held in the hands of the bad old man, gnawing on it with relish.

At this moment, several people were stunned.

I began to wonder in my heart, could it be that there is a famine in the cultivation world now?

The little old man looked so miserable that the resentment in the hearts of several people almost disappeared.

Even Miaomiao raised her chin, as if she was magnanimous and didn't care about him.

The old man quickly finished the second roast chicken, and quickly turned his head to look into the pot.

Tan Jiayong immediately became furious, he didn't care about what could be beaten, but he didn't eat a bite of what his family Xiaoyin worked so hard to make!

"Enough! We worked so hard to save you, you didn't fail to say a word of thanks, and even robbed us of food, isn't it too much!"

"Ah?" The old man scratched his head as if he had just realized that there were people around him, his expression a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's really delicious! I can't help it, little old man... Hehe!"

Being praised for the delicious food, Zhan Yin's expression softened a bit.But... what can't help it, is anyone boasting so much?

Tan Wen, who was originally nervous because of Tan Jiayong's sudden opening, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the old man so easy to talk, fearing that Tan Jiayong would say something again, he hurriedly said: "Since seniors don't dislike the simple food, let's eat together!"

The old man didn't seem to know how to write the word "polite" at all, and while saying that you are so polite, he sat down by the pot.

Papa Tan has already spoken, what else can the two juniors have to say?

Fortunately, the appetites of several people are not small, so a lot of bamboo rice is cooked.

Zhan Yin took out the rice in bamboo tubes, divided one for each person, and then put a spoon in the pot, and scooped up the ones who wanted to eat.Zhan Yin also scooped up a bowl for Miao Miao in advance.The roast chicken just now didn't get any points. If it didn't even have to drink the soup, it would probably be fried.

A few people often eat this way recently, and they have long been used to it. The old man seems to seldom eat like this. He scooped up a large bowl of soup and drank it, with a satisfied expression on his face.

If it wasn't for Zhan Yin who specially made some more in consideration of having one more person, it probably wouldn't be enough to eat.

It was like this, the old man also drank the last mouthful of soup in the pot.

Finally, looking at the bare bottom of the pot, he reluctantly smashed his mouth.

All three members of the Tan family were speechless, and Zhan Yin couldn't help but said, "Senior, how long has it been since you ate?"

The old man hiccupped, then pinched his fingers to calculate, "Um...about, 300 years?"

The three members of the Tan family: "..."

The old man scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I overslept, cough cough."

The three members of the Tan family: "..."

I don't know if Zhanyin's food has captured the taste buds, and the old man also joined their team.

The carriage, which was originally small, suddenly became crowded.

Fortunately, the old man slept in the carriage during the day, and gave up the carriage at night to meditate under the tree.

Because the auras clashed, Tan Jiayong and Zhan Yin practiced separately.

Night is basically the time for practicing Zhanyin.

Seeing that the old man started to practice without any hesitation, Zhan Yin simply sat beside the fire and began to practice. At the moment of his practice, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and looked towards Zhan Yin's direction miraculously.

Then, it happened to meet Tan Jiayong's eyes.

After all, there were more people around him, Tan Jiayong was naturally worried that Zhan Yin was practicing outside alone, so he sat on the side and guarded him.

Then, I saw the old man looking over.

Zhan Yin has already devoted himself to cultivation, but the old man withdrew his movements and simply sat in front of Tan Jiayong, "Hey, junior, I think you are also a monk, where are you going?"

Tan Jiayong saw that there was no malice in the old man's eyes, and there was nothing to hide where they were going, so he said, "Xunxian City."

"Xunxian City?" The old man thought for a while before saying, "Why do you go there? It's just a town for mortals, even if there are monks, they are all low-level."

Tan Jiayong: "..." The Holy Land of Seeking Immortals that his father had been dreaming of, in others' mouths, has become an unpopular town for mortals.This made him not know how to speak.

"Could it be that you want to join the sect?" The old man thought for a while, "The sect that accepts the disciples there is even more rubbish, not even a third-rate sect."

Tan Jiayong: "..." He felt that there was no way to talk today!

At this moment, the old man's eyeballs rolled slightly, "Boy, where did your younger brother's exercises come from? You won't be tricked by someone, right?"

Tan Jiayong frowned, "Senior, why did you say that? Xiaoyin's skills are the same as mine, how could he be tricked?"

Now the old man was shocked, and he looked at Tan Jiayong with a dumbfounded face, "Your exercises are the same? How is this possible!"