Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 125 Wu Peng Ship

"I'll eat you today, don't run away!"

Wei Yi casually grabbed the biggest rooster in the fence.

See the big red crown.

Look at the long board underneath.

This rooster has to be raised for at least three to five years.

It tasted the best!

Holding the big cock in one hand, Wei Yi also directed the female ghost on the other side to do it:

"Pick some fresh mushrooms over there."

"Yes, yes, pick more fresh vegetables, so they won't be too greasy."

"Slaughter a pig, that's right, that's the blackest and biggest boar. I want to eat stewed pig's trotters."

"..."

Looking at Wei Yi commanding his group of little female ghosts like a master.

The corner of Chen Dongxing's mouth twitched fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, the teeth were clenched, and a few words popped out between gritted teeth:

"You really don't treat yourself as an outsider!"

"That's my ration for more than a week, and I don't want to eat a lot of it."

"Are you here to beat up local tyrants?"

Every time I saw Wei Yi reach out to grab the best animal inside, or take away the best dish.

Chen Dongxing felt his heart was bleeding.

It has been raised with hard work for many years.

Especially the wild boar, which he specially introduced from the deep mountains.

In the end, before he had time to enjoy himself, he was caught by Wei Yi to make a roast suckling pig.

I also want to eat stewed pork trotters.

Eat to death!
Seeing Chen Dongxing gnashing his teeth, but unable to kill himself, Wei Yi smiled even brighter.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Fellow Daoist, hurry up and come together."

While clutching a big carrot, he reclined and looked at the busy female ghosts:
"It's still comfortable living here with Fellow Daoist."

"The entire Qingyang City has a radius of thousands of miles, and even Pindao doesn't have many friends who can talk to him."

"Even if they can speak well, they are respectful and respectful to the poor, even the little boy who directs their own family."

"It's not easy to have a shelter from the wind, how could Pindao not cherish it."

Speaking of which, Wei Yi casually got some water and washed the big radish.

Picked it up and took a bite.

"Crack!"

"sweet!"

Seeing Wei Yi's unscrupulous appearance, Chen Dongxing also shook his head helplessly.

Got it.

This is also a small ancestor.

So he looked at a few little female ghosts standing beside him, and ordered:

"Go to the river next door and get two fish to stew. The fish is just fresh now."

The lunch was very rich.

Although there were only dozens of dishes, Wei Yi was still very satisfied.

What he eats is not gourmet.

It was Chen Dongxing's gritted teeth.

However, Chen Dongxing also turned his grief and anger into food, and he had to eat at least half of the food on the table.

I don't know how this guy's stomach grows.

After eating and drinking enough, the two of them have nothing to do, chatting in this courtyard.

Wei Yi looked at the big house in front of him, and said enviously:

"I don't know when Pindao will have such a big house."

"The more I look at it, the more envious I become."

"It's nice to have an inheritance."

If he wants to develop slowly, he can develop to such a large space in front of him, and he has to build a house of bricks and tiles, and raise vegetation, insects and fish.

There is nothing that cannot be done for decades.

Seeing Wei Yi's envious look, Chen Dongxing shrugged his shoulders, lying on the recliner next to him without any image:

"There is no way, who let our ancestors produce capable people?"

"You really dare to think about it."

"You must know that such a large Taoist temple might not have been established if the ancestors hadn't taken that step."

"Our ancestors have developed for hundreds of years to have such a large foundation. Do you still want to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with it?"

"It's better to wash up and go to bed early."

Just kidding, if you can't find the realm of fetal breath, it is basically difficult to achieve such a goal.

Although it seems that it is only a change in quantity.

But it must be known that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and the space hidden in nothingness does not expand as you want.

But when he said this, Wei Yi became curious about these five concepts:
"You are the only one with such a big Taoist temple?"

"Could it be that what you practice in the Taoist temple is the elite inheritance, the kind of legend that only one person walks in a generation?"

Anyway, since he entered the Taoist temple, he had never seen anyone other than Chen Dongxing.

So it's just a guess.

However, Chen Dongxing denied his guess:
"Of course not."

"But every practitioner cannot have only one disciple."

"If there is only one disciple, then how do you gather all kinds of cultivation resources, and how do you suppress all kinds of sites?"

"I really don't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt."

All I saw was Chen Dongxing rolling his eyes, and then pointing to the side of the room where he lived.

I only saw that it was a locked ancestral hall, and seeing the occupied area, it was even comparable to the temple in front!
"There is a list of all the five of us. Anyway, there are no less than fifty people in our generation."

"But my fist is big, they can't beat me, naturally I am the master here, they can only go to find another place to practice."

"Of course they still need to make offerings every year."

When it came to this, Chen Dongxing also had some guesses:
"Although I don't know how this idea came about, but Pindao always feels that the old ghost of our ancestors should not be dead."

"But logically speaking, it shouldn't be!"

"It's been more than 800 years since the old man created this sect. Even if he took that step, he should die."

"How strange!"

Could it be said that he is really a bastard of a thousand years, and a tortoise of ten thousand years will not succeed?

Just at this time.

Among the five rampant views, it seems that some rules have been violated.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable force gathered.

A bolt of lightning suddenly emerged from nothingness, and struck directly on Chen Dongxing's forehead.

"Stab!"

Lightning flashed.

Chen Dongxing's whole body was straightened with an afro.

There was also a breath of black air from his mouth.

It can be seen that this thunderbolt has no other effect, it is only used for punishment.

But this is shocking enough.

Just when Wei Yi thought that Chen Dongxing was going to admit his mistake next, he suddenly made a move that made Wei Yi dumbfounded.

I saw Chen Dongxing standing up suddenly, pointing one hand at the sky of the Taoist temple, and shouting loudly:

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you."

"Pretending to be gods and ghosts all day long, isn't it just that you have left behind in this Taoist temple?"

"See if I'll break it for you sooner or later!"

Seeing Chen Dongxing's rebellious behavior, Wei Yi was stunned for a moment.

Father's resignation and son's filial piety?

This five rampant way of thinking is a bit wild.

Shaking his head, Chen Dongxing resumed his cool hairstyle.

Then he said indifferently:
"Fellow Daoist, don't be scared by this thing."

"This is the commandment added to this Taoist temple by generations of old ghosts."

"It just looks a little weird."

"Look, Pindao will be revealed by them sooner or later and wiped away."

"Hit me several times a day, is it really easy to mess with poor people?"

Hearing Chen Dongxing's words, Wei Yi couldn't help being speechless.

How many times a day?
Feelings are the precepts in the Taoist temple, you can't keep it alone!

Shaking his head and not caring about these things, Wei Yi said with great interest instead:

"Are you robbing the position of the viewer to see who is stronger and whose fist is bigger?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be a disadvantage for the younger brother who became a teacher later?"

Chen Dongxing shook his head, then said in a natural tone:
"Who made it late for them to become a teacher?"

"Zongmen rules, big fists are the last word, and anyone who says it has to listen."

"Why do you think Pindao works so hard to practice every day? Do you really think that Pindao doesn't want to go out and play every day like you?"

"Pindao is also very envious."

"But it's hard!"

Having said that, Chen Dongxing paused, and then continued to explain:

"If you don't practice hard, the dozens of seniors and juniors in Pindao will not make any jokes with Pindao."

"Five Rampant Views have always respected the strong."

"While maintaining the unity of the sect, it is very encouraging to compete for positions."

"It's so embarrassing!"

When it came to the end, Chen Dongxing couldn't help but swear.

Although this is indeed conducive to maintaining inheritance, it is also conducive to selecting the best among the five.

But there are two or five boys staring at his position all the time, which is really uncomfortable.

The most irritating thing is that these second and fifth boys are all my own brothers and sisters, so I can't kill them even if I win the battle.

It's a shame to think about it!
Seeing the displeasure on Chen Dongxing's face, Wei Yi also smiled unkindly:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"This is the price of the second generation of immortals."

"Although it bears the legacy of the predecessors, it still requires more efforts."

"Walk, walk, don't stay in your little Taoist temple, don't talk, and suddenly a thunder strikes the poor Taoist."

"Let's go out and have a look at the scenery."

There are prohibitions set by the predecessors in these five temples, and those who have their own Taoist temples may just be a warning.

But for an outsider like him, it may not be so simple.

After all, this is the rear area of ​​the sect.

If there is no foundation to suppress the Quartet, it is estimated that the inheritance of the Five Rampant Temples would have been gone long ago.

……

Walked out of the Taoist temple.

It was already afternoon, and there was a feeling of setting sun.

At this time the fishing boats were also returning.

The fish baskets on every fishing boat seem to be full, and the smiles on the fishermen's faces reveal their harvest.

"Collect~fish~~~~"

"Quack~"

"..."

One by one, small bamboo rafts walked in the river on both sides of the bank, swinging a little bit of clear waves.
Some people are singing folk songs, some birds are chirping, and some cormorants jump into the water to catch fish.

It was a harvest of joy.

At this moment, a small black-covered boat swam in front of them:
"Do you two guests want to come up and sit for a while?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)