Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"There is...there is...there is...shit!"

"I'm not blind, don't lean forward. Are you going to eat? You're stupid, but you're not that stupid."

"Don't talk, dog, there are people on the road."

"Hey, listen to you, Senior Brother Li."

Not long after, Zhuangyuan Lu saw those people walking out of the woods.

When he saw the appearance of those people, Zhuangyuan Lu suddenly took a deep breath. No wonder the youngest son just said there was a ghost. It was too scary.

A thin man with black and white faces, a woman with white hair, a weirdo with looped legs lying on his back, and even a man with hair all over his face.

Lu Zhuangyuan, who has traveled from south to north, can be regarded as well-informed, but he was still frightened by the scene in front of him.

"Father, I'm afraid." Lu Xiucai kept shrinking back, as if trying to shrink his body as close to his father's back as possible.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Lu Zhuangyuan scolded his youngest son in his heart. If it wasn't for a handsome Taoist priest and several Taoist boys in this group of people who looked normal, he might not have turned around and ran away.

Lv Zhuangyuan bowed at Li Huowang tremblingly. "Dare to ask this Daoist, that... are these the spirits you surrendered to?"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately received a large number of hostile glances.

"What did the old man say! You're begging for a beating, right? Who's to blame?"

When Zhuangyuan Lu saw that Taoist priest Jun waved his hand to stop the aggressive black-and-white-faced spirit, he was even more certain of his own thoughts.

"This old man, please ask, where does this road lead?"

"Wuligang! In front is Wuligang, not far away. Hahaha."

After saying this, Zhuangyuan Lu secretly scalded the horse's **** with the dry cigarette in his hand. The horse neighed and ran along the forest path with the box.

"Hey! My horse! My horse! Hurry up and follow." Zhuangyuan Lu led the others and pretended to be anxious to chase after the horse.

They ran so fast that they left those things behind in no time.

This run lasted for an hour. Seeing that his youngest son was running and vomited, Lu Zhuangyuan whistled to stop the horse.

After he stopped, he didn't care about his younger son, but went to see what happened to the horse pulling the cart for the first time. In this troupe, Marco is more precious than people.

At this time, the sky was slowly getting dark, and it was almost night.

"My mother, what are those things? They scared me to death." Lu Juren, who was sweating profusely, gasped for breath.

Lu Zhuangyuan kicked him, "Didn't you see it was getting dark? Go to the woods to find some firewood!"

Beside the path in the forest, a warm fire was raised, and the soft baked multi-grain steamed buns were sent into everyone's mouth. The sweetness of the food soothed their frightened hearts.

"Look at how frightened you are. When you go out, what is it when you encounter something evil. The more you are at this time, the more you can't panic. I'll tell you." Zhuangyuan Lu said to the others.

"Father, maybe those aren't weird, I think they look very human, and that little Taoist calls you old man."

Hearing what his daughter-in-law said, Lu Zhuangyuan shook the water hyacinth in his hand.

"Whatever he is, let's not mix it up. You all keep it in my mind. If you want to live longer when you go out, don't mess with some things as long as you can avoid them."

This is said to be the philosophy of Lu Zhuangyuan's life, anyway, relying on this, he has lived to such an old age.

And he also intends to teach this to his younger son and eldest son. After all, when he is old, the troupe will rely on them to take over.

Handing the water hyacinth in his hand to his nephew next to him, Zhuangyuan Lu looked at his granddaughter who was lying in the arms of his daughter-in-law.

Seeing her grinding a small piece of steamed bun with her deciduous teeth, Lu Zhuangyuan felt more and more happy the more he watched.

He turned around and took out a salted duck egg from a round jar in the car. After carefully opening a hole, he brought the sizzling egg yolk to his granddaughter's mouth. "Come, come, nan, breathe this, this fragrance."

Seeing his granddaughter sucking hard, Zhuangyuan Lu's eyes suddenly narrowed into a line of laughter.

Although it is a pity that he is not a grandson, but after all, he is very rare for this little granddaughter.

Feeling that this was a good opportunity, Luo Yanhua immediately said, "Dad, look, Cui'er is so old, shouldn't she wear clothes? It's not a problem to wear a costume every day."

As soon as his daughter-in-law mentioned money, Zhuangyuan Lu's smiling face disappeared immediately, and his facial features were wrinkled together.

Just as he was about to refuse, his heart softened again when he saw the baggy costume on his little granddaughter.

After taking a few puffs of dry cigarettes, he walked to the front of the car with more wrinkles on his face and took out the long copper lock to open the box.

After groping inside for a while, he counted fifty copper coins and came out.

"Don't go to the town to buy cloth, it's expensive, wait two days to get to Wuligang, you go ask the woman who weaves cloth, go to their house to buy a few feet, remember to ask a few more, find the cheapest one home for sale."

"Also, remember to buy cotton instead of linen. Xiu'er's skin is tender, and buying linen is uncomfortable."

"I see." Luo Ling took the copper coin with a smile on her face. She thought it would be good to get the money to buy linen, but she didn't expect the iron rooster to croak this time.

The child is small~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It doesn't take much cloth to make clothes, so maybe I can deduct it this time.

When he saw that his granddaughter had eaten the egg yolk, Lu Zhuangyuan shared the rest of the egg white with the adults.

Although one person doesn't share much, he is still very happy after tasting a little salty.

It was already dark, and there was nothing to do after dinner. After listening to Lu Zhuangyuan telling some old stories that I didn't know where, I was about to go to sleep.

The person who stayed at midnight today was Lu Juren. After walking all day today, Lu Juren was already very tired, but he still kept his spirits and stared at the fire in front of him, so as not to let it go out.

"Son, go to sleep, I'll be watching." Lu Zhuangyuan sat next to his son and began to smoke dry cigarettes again.

Lu Juren said in the name of Hache: "Dad, I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep."

"What nonsense, go to bed quickly. My old man slept little."

Just as the two were arguing in front of the bonfire, Zhuangyuan Lu suddenly covered his son's mouth with his hand and pointed to the woods in the dark in the distance.

"Hee hee~" A sharp and thin woman's laughter suddenly sounded to their right.

Lu Zhuangyuan and his son looked subconsciously, but could not see anything but darkness.

"Hee hee~ You said, I look like a man or a god?" The pitch-dark forest began to shake, as if something was about to come out.

Zhuangyuan Lu was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He was well-informed and knew that something was begging him.

You can't answer this indiscriminately. If you answer incorrectly, you might end up ruining your family.

But now the question is, what in the woods is begging you for a seal?

At night, the woods swayed rhythmically, making strange rustling sounds.