The villain is ill

The flour used for the old man's mushroom pancakes is obviously aged for several years, dry and hard to swallow, but the weight is solid.

Under Chu Mo's warm greeting, Chen Qingpeng swallowed seven mushroom pancakes the size of a fist with tears in his eyes before returning to the bodyguard team's dining room with the food filling his throat.

Just as everyone in the bodyguard team was having dinner, Chen San greeted him, "Peng'er, come and eat soon."

Chen Qingpeng hiccupped, feeling the thick mushroom rushing straight from his throat to his forehead, he squeezed out a smile and was about to refuse, when suddenly Chen Wanrong said in a strange tone: "What do you want him to do? He's going to the next door to open a small stove tonight." Alright, so we still value Uncle Yang's craftsmanship?"

Chen San blamed: "Rong'er, what are you talking about?" Then he said to Chen Qingpeng: "Come over and have some soup when Peng'er is full."

Chen Qingpeng hiccupped again, glanced at the mushroom soup in the pot, and suddenly his head grew big, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, Master, I really can't eat anymore, let's digest it first." Then he turned around and ran away, afraid of being caught again. Fill a bowl of mushroom soup into it.

After Chen Qingpeng finished eating and left, Chu Mo distributed the remaining two mushroom pancakes to Chi Wushang. He took the last one and was about to hand it to his mouth when he suddenly felt a movement in his wrist. He picked up his sleeve and saw himself Fairy Zonglin has been sluggish since he came back, Xiaolu, who fell into a deep sleep from time to time, poked his head out, he broke off a small piece of cake and stuffed it into the snake's mouth, the little snake didn't know what it was, so he chewed it a few times, Then he shook his head and vomited it out, with a very expressive "Bah bah" sound in his mouth, turned his head back into Chu Mo's sleeve and fell asleep.

"Huh? Can you talk?" Chu Mo was stunned.

"After eating the spirit fruit, it's normal to know some people's words." Chi Wushang said.

"Jue Lingguo?" Hearing the name of Jue Lingguo, Chu Mo remembered the string of red fruits that he had forgotten. At that time, he took out the jade box containing the fruits and put them on the table after he approached Xiaofeng At first, I thought about asking Chi Wushang the next day, but I didn't know that Lei Jie came suddenly, and I completely forgot about it afterwards.

Jue Ling Fruit matures once every hundred years, and it is a high-grade spiritual plant. Monster beasts can produce spiritual intelligence and improve their cultivation base after eating the Jue Ling Fruit, so there were only so many monsters snatching it back then.At the same time, it is an excellent medicinal material for alchemy. If you put the spirit fruit, the probability of successfully opening the furnace will be greatly increased, and it may even increase the level of the elixir. It is a good thing that is rare.

Chi Wushang said: "The medicine box you put on the table that day, there are still 23 pieces in it, I put it on the medicine shelf in the alchemy room, with a label written on it. This fruit is not suitable for preservation in a white jade box. If it damages the efficacy of the medicine, alchemy is fine."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

After eating the remaining mushroom pancakes in his hand, Chu Mo asked while cleaning up the sawdust in his hand, "Master, is there any deficiency in the wood carving just now?"

"The spirituality is good, but the carving skills are a bit lacking." Chi Wushang said, "It will be better if you practice more."

"Okay." Chu Mo felt the lack of carving skills, and he nodded in agreement.Looking around, he didn't see where the wood carving was placed, so he thought Chi Wushang put it away, so he gave up.

The next day, the master and apprentice bid farewell to the escort team. Although Chen Qingpeng felt a little grudge about the mushroom pancakes yesterday, he came to bid farewell to Chu Mo, with a very reluctant expression on his face, but the always talkative Chen Wanrong did not appear.

Seeing the two masters and apprentices leave, Chen Qingpeng asked: "Junior Sister, what happened to you today? Don't you usually like to talk to Brother Shu? Today he is leaving, why don't you show your face?" Maybe there will be no time to meet in the future.”

Chen Wanrong snorted coldly: "Isn't it because I may never see you again in the future, so I don't bother to send it off. They don't want to see me anyway, so why bother?"

"Okay, stop talking about Peng'er, don't you know her bad temper?" Chen San's words came, and he took a bundle and handed it to Chen Qingpeng, "This is the farewell gift I prepared for Brother Shu yesterday. I was in a hurry to say goodbye just now, but I forgot, you hurry to send them, they didn't ride a horse, so they probably didn't go far."

Hearing this, Chen Qingpeng took over the burden, got on his horse and chased in the direction the two left.

An hour later, Chen Qingpeng came back with the bundle still on his shoulders. Chen San saw it and asked, "But they don't want it?"

Chen Qingpeng got off the horse and shook his head, untied the water bag and gulped a few mouthfuls before saying, "I followed the official road for more than ten kilometers, and I didn't even see their shadows, so I headed back."

"Aren't they walking? Did you pay attention to the carriages along the way?" Chen San asked.

Chen Qingpeng said: "I haven't seen any carriages passing by along the way, and there are not many passers-by. If they are taking the official road, they should catch up anyway."

Chen San took the burden and sighed: "Forget it, maybe it's not sure if we took a small road halfway, and we will meet each other by fate in the future."

On the other hand, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but feel vivid when she heard the conversation between the two. She didn't forget that this is a cultivation world, and the two of them appeared mysteriously. It is not unreasonable to say that they are practitioners, and they are still safe and sound after the sudden heavy rain in Qinyang City before, and the inexplicable disappearance of the two of them, isn't this the experience of entering the world that is standard for cultivating immortals?

Thinking of this, Chen Wanrong couldn't help thumping her hands and feet with regret. After so many years, she has thought of many ways to get close to the cultivation world!Unexpectedly, she missed the closest one to the cultivator.If she didn't care about face so much, she might be able to apprentice on the spot.

No, she has to go after her, maybe she can catch up.

Chen Wanrong jumped out of the carriage, led a horse and climbed up, but she didn't know how to ride a horse, and after running around, she made a fuss.

Unaware of the chaos caused by his departure in the escort team, Chu Mo and Chi Wushang Yujian returned to the sect, and within two hours, they returned to Tianxuanmen.

Linxiao Peak was the same as when he left, with fine snow falling heavily, Chu Mo took a deep breath, the cool snowflakes fell on his face, turned into crystal water drops and slid down his cheeks, he turned his head and smiled at Chi Wushang, "Master, we go home."

Chi Wushang reached out to wipe off the water droplets on his face, then brushed the snow from his hair, and said with a smile: "It's so big, it's still like a child."

"I'm only in my 20s, and you're over 500 years old, aren't you just a child?" Chu Mo said with a grin.

"Good boy, how dare you despise your master for being old." Chi Wushang put on a straight face, knocked Chu Mo's brains out, and said with feigned anger, "Be careful that you skinned me for my master."

Chu Mo covered his head and ran towards the yard, his voice came through the wind and snow, "I didn't say this, you said it yourself."

Chi Wushang stood where he was, shook his head and smiled for a long time, and followed Chu Mo's footprints.

The two masters and apprentices returned to the sect without saying anything, only a few disciples who protected the sect saw it, but it didn't take long before it spread throughout the sect.

But the rumors are the rumors, because Chi Wu is still in Linxiao Peak, but few people dare to come to visit, the first day was pretty clean.

Early the next morning, Linxiao Peak welcomed a guest, none other than Huang Ying.

Since Chu Mo became a teacher of Chi Wushang, although Huang Ying still communicated with him, she was a little afraid of Chi Wushang, and she always sent messages to Chu Mo with jade slips on weekdays, but not many came.

Seeing Chu Mo, Huang Ying's original bright smile became even brighter. She stared at his face for a long time, sighed in her heart for a while, then looked around and asked, "Mo Mo, where is your master?"

Chu Mo said: "I went to the head of the house, and I will be back in about an hour. If you want to find him, sit down and wait."

Huang Ying said angrily: "Oh, Mo Mo, you have learned badly, so you know how to make fun of me. You know I'm afraid of him and still make trouble."

Chu Mo smiled, opened the door and let her in, "What's the matter, Senior Sister Ying?"

"We all know that Uncle Wushang doesn't like people making too much noise, so seniors asked me to come here. This is a foundation-building gift from senior fellow and Qingtang Qingchuan." Huang Ying took out a Qiankun bag and stuffed it to Chu Mo, and then took it alone A box came out, "This is from me, hehe."

"Thank you." Chu Mo took it and put it away, and invited: "Go and sit inside."

"Okay." Huang Ying entered the room with a smile, and she sat down at the table without being polite.

Chu Mo went to the inner room to put away the presents, poured a cup of tea for Huang Ying, then sat down on the other side, and said, "Senior Sister Ying, how are you?"

"What can I do wrong?" Huang Ying said with a smile, "You have a happy event, Junior Brother."

Chu Mo frowned and asked, "What's my happy event?"

"Presumably my father called Uncle Wushang to talk about this today." Huang Ying said, "We have to start with your foundation building four years ago. That day when you built the foundation and thunder calamity, it wasn't just people from our sect who saw it." gone."

"So what?" Chu Mo asked puzzled.

"It didn't matter at first, but I don't know who spread the news that you are the Supreme Elder's disciple." Huang Ying sighed pretentiously, then raised her head and her eyes were full of narrow eyes, "So someone came to propose marriage? ? As far as I know, there are saintesses from Shuiyue Palace, little princesses from Jinglan Sect, and..." She counted a dozen or so people out, "They're all from our cultivation world. As for the famous beauties, these are female cultivators, and there are many more male cultivators, let me list them for you..."

"No need." Chu Mo refused.

Seeing Chu Mo's resolute words, Huang Ying stopped entangled in this topic, straightened her face, and said, "By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

Chu Mo said: "Sister, please tell me."

"Do you remember the time when you were kidnapped before you became a teacher?" Huang Ying asked.

Chu Mo looked into Huang Ying's eyes, "What?"

Huang Ying said enthusiastically, "Didn't you miss someone because you were seriously injured? Guess what happened later?"

Chu Mo looked up at her, but didn't speak to her.

Seeing that Chu Mo didn't speak, Huang Ying was not annoyed, and continued, "Two years ago, a disciple went to Donglin to do a mission, and found two mummified corpses in a cave. It was the two of them who starved to death. They It’s all in the foundation building period, so if you want to starve to death, you’ll have to spend at least two or three years trapped there, and you don’t know how you got there.”

"I didn't do it." Chu Mo lowered his eyelids, regretting.

I didn't hear the regret in Chu Mo's tone at all, only when he was depressed, Huang Ying suddenly smiled, "What are you thinking about you, they have been dead for at least seven or eight years, and you haven't started practicing at that time, I said they deserve it self-inflicted."

After finishing speaking, she continued: "There is also the matter of you being deceived a few years ago. At that time, the sect was in chaos and many people ran away, but when I thought about it later, I felt that it was not that simple."

Chu Mo asked: "How do you say?"

Huang Ying got closer, and whispered: "I don't think those people are murderers. Those who want to kill you will stay in the sect."