Farm and cultivate immortality, get a cuckold wife at the beginning

was robbed of the limelight, Huang Dapi wanted to shoot his companion again, but in view of Wang Erbao introducing himself so seriously, he could only resist the impulse and gestured to him: "Senior brother doesn't need to be polite, we know each other, if you don't understand in the future, you can save it, and when we come again, we will solve your doubts."

"Thank you two senior brothers, by the way, are you still busy tonight?"

Huang Xiaopi shook his head vigorously, his soft fur shone in the moonlight, and he hurriedly said: "Don't be busy, don't be busy, this is your last order, we will go back to eat some dry food and be cultivated, this day is busy, and we are full of life and death." "

Shut up, let the elders and the higher-ups hear about you, and they will surely skin you and make a robe."

Huang Xiaopi shrunk his neck and looked around vigilantly.

Wang Erbao smiled, got up and took two steps back, and pushed the door behind him with his hand, "It's best not to be busy, it's not interesting for me to eat alone, please ask the two of you to be my companions." "

That's a good feeling. "

What a fart. Huang Dapi hurriedly bit his companion's furry tail and pulled out the door, then looked up at Wang Erbao, "It's not that senior brother I don't sell your face, and I usually accompany you, but today it is delivered to the door, and there is a lot of inconvenience, and there is no need to rush in the future."

Wang Erbao thought about it, and seemed to feel that what the other party said was also reasonable, and they ate and drank together on the first day they met, and there would be some suspicion of eating and taking cards.

He nodded, bent down to open the lunch box, took out a smoked chicken, and handed the oily smoked chicken wrapped in lotus leaves with both hands.

"You have worked hard all day, don't tire yourself, I can't finish eating here, bring back one, this face must be given to me."

Huang Xiaopi was chirping with a fluffy mouth, and Huang Dapi bit one of his front paws and was thinking, leaning less, so he bit the smoked chicken in one bite.

"It's good, it's good, it's good, it's good luck, eat chicken tonight. "

In the night, the two yellow skins fought for me, happily dragged a smoked chicken back the same way, and disappeared not long after.

Brother Bao retracted his gaze and landed on the empty small storage bag in his palm, nothing else, but forgot to ask if this thing could be washed with water, it smelled ......

In the middle of the night, Wang Tao came back, and the two chatted and ate something, except for the former who blamed Wang Erbao for saving flowers, they didn't say anything all night.

The next day, the rooster reported the dawn, and the purple air came from the east.

After Wang Tao got up early, he dragged the dazed Wang Erbao and came to the forest to meditate and vomit.

Cultivation does not happen overnight, endure loneliness and hardship, and one day you will find that everything is worth it.

After the sun rose, the aura tended to be flat, Wang Tao returned home, cooked porridge with spiritual rice, and the two of them ate hastily, and by going down the mountain to search for the reason of the spiritual grass for the deacon, the two returned to Qingzhou City again.

As soon as he arrived at the Wang family's grocery store in the city, his man Xiao Guizi hurriedly greeted him, saying that the owner's wife, An Xiao'e, was in a hurry, and asked Wang Erbao to hurry over.

Wang Tao is not an outsider, he went to the side hall to drink tea and recuperate, Wang Erbao came to the backyard quickly, and after asking, he learned that it was the big berto who sent a letter over, saying that the family had not eaten or drunk for many days, and the anxious grandfather Wang Changgui was anxious, so he asked him to go back quickly.

Wang Erbao was anxious, so he asked An Xiao'e to take care of herself, clean up and go out.

He estimated that Lao Huang was thinking about himself, reached out and touched the crockpot on his waist, and said in his heart that the two goods he raised could not be missed, after all, it was inseparable from any of them to rise, and now there is one more in the pond, and I don't know what it will become.

I can't manage so much now, there is still a place near the vegetable garden in the backyard of the grocery store, if Lao Huang is sticky, just bring it over and raise it together, and save the burden on grandpa at home.

He hurriedly traveled, and after leaving the East City Gate, he hurried along the main road to Wapen Village, forty miles away, which was a trivial matter for his now more and more hard physique.

Walking all the way, humming all the way, his voice was a little hoarse at noon, Wang Erbao found a place to drink some water, and when he saw the waterfall by the forest, he couldn't help but reconfirm.

He

was a little puzzled, according to his previous steps, he should have arrived at the range of Wapen Village in the morning, but he was not slow at the moment, he was standing on the edge of the waterfall in the forest outside Qingzhou City, which was beyond his words.

In broad daylight, you won't encounter any ghosts hitting the wall, and the only explanation is that you get lost.

On the way from the countryside to the city, a big living person can still get lost during the day, Wang Erbao was vigilant, he endured not to drink the water of the waterfall, let his throat smoke with thirst, turned around and rushed to the northeast again.

This time, he endured not to think nonsense, he emptied all his mind and paid attention to everything around him, the road was still the road, the forest was still sparse and light, although the grass was thick, but the birds and hares were constant, everything seemed so peaceful and quiet, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Quickening his pace, he hurried three miles again, looked sideways at the somewhat westerly sun, and then he couldn't help but get anxious, so he simply didn't leave, took out the flint and steel, picked up some dry wood on the side of the road, and lit the fire.

The old man often said that fire can drive away bad things, and if you really encounter a ghost hitting the wall, this thing should be effective.

Whew-hoo-hoo ......

There was a sudden rattling in the forest, and a gust of wind blew, which was so cold and damp that the person who blew couldn't help but shrink his neck.

On the daylight autumn day, such a cloudy wind blew, which made people feel worried.

Wang Erbao frowned, seeing that the fire that had just been lit had a tendency to go out, he hurriedly picked up a dead leaf and sprinkled it, and in an instant, the fire was raging and dispersed the cold wind that was coming towards him.

Whew-hoo-hoo ......

Crackle crackle crackle ......

The flames and the yin wind twisted together, and the two forces seemed to be in a stalemate.

Before the fire, Wang Erbao didn't think much about it, pulled out the small storage bag on the silk silk of his belt, flicked the bottom of the bag, and landed a short knife in the palm of his hand.

This knife is full of dark red blood, and it is a pig-killing knife that has not been sold in the sect.

As soon as this knife came out, Wang Erbao felt a lot warmer within a few zhang beside him, and in front of him, the whirlwind hovering over the fire whined far away, and completely dispersed a few zhang away.

Brother Bao snorted coldly, he knew that he had really encountered something weird.

He regretted it, he had known that Wang Tao, who should not have declined to come with him, had lived ignorant and fearless before, and it was good to raise livestock in the fields, but now he was thrilling every day, and he really didn't know how many days his heart could last.

Gritting his molars, Wang Erbao was vigilant and kicked the little remaining dry wood into the fire with his foot.

At this moment, not far from the dense forest, a figure flashed, as soon as this person came out, the woodland where Wang Erbao was located was dimmed, and a layer of clouds accumulated in the low altitude condensed and enveloped the entire forest.

Sure enough, there was a problem, Wang Erbao's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared hard at the person who came step by step.

The other party was dressed in a wide robe as black as ink, and even the top of his head was covered with a cloak, but he felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Thinking about it carefully, the whites of Brother Bao's eyes were instantly bloodshot, it was him, the guy who burned down his three old mansions, this dog thing of the Yin Corpse Sect was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't shake it off.