"Master, this child looks quite young, has he separated from his family, or was kidnapped by someone else?" Meng Xingliang asked worriedly. "Why Master do me a favor, let's take him home!"

She blinked and stared at Qinghuan with watery eyes. Unfortunately, only animals and children could reach Qinghuan. After ten years of age, she basically lost the qualification to sell cuteness. So she looked at the big apprentice with a smile and a smile: "Oh? Then tell me, how can I help this?"

"Master's pinch, it's okay?" Meng Xingliang blindly worships Qinghuan, thinking that what his master can do, it's appropriate.

Qing Huan glanced at her: "Do you think it's buying vegetables? Just come when you say it, and pinch it? You know why in the beginning someone has risen to an immortal, but now there is no one who can soar for tens of thousands of years?"

Curious baby Meng Xingliang shook his head and said he didn't know. Qinghuan wanted to knock on her little head, but she endured it: "Because this is the rule. When things reach a saturated state, the way of heaven will naturally check and balance them. Similarly, the powerful generally do not show the mountains. Dew, I pinch that I have to lose at least several years of life once."

On the distant Naihe Bridge, the little fat man murmured silently: Master, when do you have a "lifespan"?

When it was so serious, Meng Xingliang immediately didn't dare to be a good person, and changed his words like a good one: "Okay, then let's take him, Master, don't forget, Master always talks about fate...I Seeing that the little guy has a good relationship with us, if he still has an unbroken bond with his parents, he will naturally meet in the future, if he does not meet it, that is also the fate."

Qing Huan looked at the little apprentice's serious expression with admiration, and felt that she was not in vain. She was confident that she was different from the old man Lang. All of her apprentices must be considerate of her and worship her! It's definitely not as small or small as a few seniors treat old man Lang! "That's good, so tonight, let you take the younger brother to sleep."

Meng Xingliang: "...Huh?"

"Ah what, don't take this little thing away, I don't need him on my bed." Qinghuan had already put the little guy into Meng Xingliang's arms, and Meng Xingliang was crying without tears in her arms. The little brother, who was freshly baked and still hot, left the master's room.

She stared at the little guy who was asleep and vomiting bubbles in a daze. This little thing... slept so soundly, but she knew whose bed he slept on! Meng Xingliang felt very heartbroken.

Fortunately, this kind of day only lasted three days, and they were about to continue on their way. Qing Huan let Meng Xingliang give her a name, and asked her to give the little boy a name. Meng Xingliang tangled and hesitated for three days before he named Meng Xingliang as his surname, star as the middle character, and fire as the end.

Qing Huan smiled, and squeezed the cheeks of the arrogant little boy who was still reluctant to bow his head, and said to him, "When you have a younger brother or younger sister, let you name him."

Okay, Meng Xingliang understands it. I dare to love Master because one is lazy, and the other is to shirk responsibility. Their elder sister and brother are naming a dragon, but I don’t know why Master suddenly turned around and walked in the opposite direction. They were originally. Planning to go all the way east to the capital, because the master said there might be an apprentice there. Did you hear that, the master and her old man said "an apprentice", and Meng Xingliang smiled.

After being together for about half a month, Tsundere's little friend Meng Xingyan finally let go of his defenses. In fact, he really likes the name Meng Xingyan. It's better than the previous stinky, right? Anyway, he has been a beggar since he has the memory. No matter why the woman who insists on calling her master accepts a beggar as a disciple, Meng Xingyan knows that he is a little beggar who can't eat and wear warmth, and will be caught by other beggars. Bullying, the food that I occasionally sells for will be snatched away, and in winter I wear toe-toed straw sandals... Compared with today, those days are really a heaven and an underground.

Although it is not a luxury life, it is well eaten and dressed warmly. Moreover, the craftsmanship of the master and the master sisters are very good. What you can make is so delicious that Meng Xingyan can swallow his tongue. They care about him very much. Even the master, who always seems to be casual, is very gentle with themselves. Meng Xingyan touched the new clothes his master had made, his little face turned red, and he smirked, but when Meng Xingliang asked him if he was full, he hummed proudly, saying that he would not eat it!

In fact, although he is full, he can still stuff a little bit more, but Xiaoye doesn't like to eat green vegetables-even if it is grilled.

Master pampered him, it doesn’t matter whether he eats or not, she can take care of her small body anyway, but the master sister took the order of the master and stuffed a radish into his mouth every minute, cold and terrifying. His eyes forced him to swallow. Meng Xingyan immediately showed soft and cute eyes, but unfortunately Meng Xingliang didn't eat this set. He went to see Master again, and Master had already ran to the tree to sleep.

Finally, he cried and ate the green vegetables and ate two radishes, which made Meng Xingyan want to cry.

Then it's bedtime. Master said that he was only nine years old, and it was a good time to lay the foundation, so he must not relax. Not letting go is actually asking him to watch the night! For grand-sounding reasons, Meng Xingyan squatted under the tree with his turnip hiccups. From time to time, he saw the master sister lying on the tree with envy and jealousy. He was looking forward to it. When can he be as powerful as the master sister? When they passed through a small town that day, a bad guy was grabbing a little girl's candied haws. The master sister drew a strange symbol in the air, and the bad guy rolled around on the ground screaming. If you can learn it by yourself, you won't be bullied in the future!

Such a day is so happy. People who have never been loved by others suddenly have two caring relatives. Meng Xingyan is very afraid that when he wakes up, he finds that none of this is true, but he did it in the cold winter. A beautiful dream, when he wakes up, he freezes to death.

In this way, we swayed for another three days and arrived at Weizhou, which is known as the city of wonderland. Weizhou is rich in beauties. Almost all the women in the harems of the emperors of the past are from Weizhou. The scenery here is beautiful and has hundreds of years of cultural heritage. It is said that there are recluses of the former dynasties here. Of course, this is just a legend.

Meng Xingliang, sister and brother of Meng Xingyan didn’t know why they came to Weizhou. They went around in a big circle. They could go directly to the capital, but now they are going to Weizhou. What are they doing?

But when they saw the notice posted by the government, they understood that the master was here to make money!

It is said that Weizhou is in big trouble, and no one knows what it is, except that every other night, there will be a massacre. What's more terrifying is that these people's death state is very terrible, their faces are gray, without the slightest blood, and some even have only a piece of skin left! It seems that the flesh and blood have been eaten clean in an instant!

For this reason, the government posted a large sum of money to offer rewards to capable people and strangers, and a lot of talented people have come, and there are even cultivators, but unfortunately all of them have gone and never returned. No, Weizhou is crowded now, and almost all the sects that can be counted are here! The monks squeezed Weizhou to the point where they were all here to make money?

No, they came because they heard a very secret message. It is said that the village of the remnants of the former dynasty living in Weizhou was discovered. There was no one in the village, only a huge mausoleum. Master Zhizhou ordered people to go in for surveys. It was good to go in at the beginning and brought out many gold and silver treasures. But when the number of people got more and more people later, no one could come back alive! No, the remnant village has become a well-known ghost village!

But for the ascetics, this is not terrible, who has never seen ghosts, they can still communicate with ghosts! People with greater abilities are not afraid of this kind of things at all. As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points! What are they afraid of? Not to mention the coveted things in the survivors’ village!

It is said that in the village, there are treasures from the former dynasty, which are left by the former emperor, and they are of extraordinary help to the monasticism!

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is greedy. It is not so much the gossip, as everyone knows. They have gathered here. Everyone knows that there must be a problem here! It's just that I don't know what the treasures there are like, so that so many ascetics can flock to them.

Meng Xingyan, who heard about the news as soon as he entered the city, was very excited. He was from a child's family and liked adventures. When he heard that there was a baby, he immediately brightened his eyes when he was afraid of being poor! "Master, are we going to hunt for treasure?!"

As soon as the words fell silent, Meng Xingliang was thrilled: "You can learn treasure hunting even if you don't have a little bit, and what kind of treasure can you search for if you can't stabilize your horse?"

Meng Xingyan was knocked on the head by the elder sister, buried his head and muttered, and continued to squat honestly. Qing Huan lay on the roof with Erlang's legs upright, with his hands behind his head, and looked at the sky leisurely: "There are so many people, one person can drown you with one spit!"

"Then you won't hunt for treasures?" Meng Xingyan felt very disappointed. "Everyone says that baby can make people ascend to immortality! Don't Master and Senior Sister want to ascend?" After this period of time, Meng Xingyan can see clearly, his master and senior sister are obviously not ordinary people, they should be the legendary cultivating immortals. Right? It's just that he doesn't understand that mortals worship immortal cultivators, but why the masters and sisters who are immortal cultivators are not interested in the baby that might make them soar?

Anyway, if it had been him, he would have been so excited.

Hearing this, Meng Xingliang glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to rise to a fairy?"

After asking, Meng Xingliang felt very ironic. Mortal people crazily envy the immortal cultivator, who crazily wants to ascend to become a member of the immortal world, and the real immortal world has long been chaotic. Is this life? If you don't get what you want, if you get it, you don't want it.