Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"There is some 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.

There was 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 south and north, can be regarded as well-informed, but he is 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 this group of people, there was a Jun Taoist priest and a few Taoist boys who looked normal, he might not have turned around and ran away.

Lu Zhuangyuan shook and bowed to Li Huowang. "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 gazes.

"What did the old man say! Begging for a beating, right? Who is it?"

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

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

"Wuligang! There is Wuligang in front, not far away. Hahaha."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhuangyuan secretly scalded the horse's **** with the dry smoke in his hand. The horse neighed and ran along the forest path with the box.

"Hey! My horse! My horse! Hurry up and follow." Lu Zhuangyuan 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. In this troupe, Marco was 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.

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

Beside the forest path, the 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, it's nothing if you encounter something evil. The more this happens, the more you can't panic. I'll tell you." Lu Zhuangyuan said to the others.

"Father, maybe those are not weird, I think they look like people, 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 Lu Zhuangyuan's philosophy of life, anyway, relying on this, he has lived to such an old age.

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

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

Watching her grinding a small piece of steamed bun with her deciduous teeth, Lu Zhuangyuan felt more and more happy.

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 oily egg yolk to his granddaughter's mouth. "Come, come, nan, breathe this, this fragrance."

Seeing his granddaughter sucking hard, Lu Zhuangyuan'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, Tweety 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 loose costume on his little granddaughter.

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

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

"Don't go to the town to buy cloth, it's expensive, wait for two days to arrive at Wuligang, you go and 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 cloth instead of linen cloth. Xiu'er's skin is tender, and buying linen cloth 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, and he doesn't need much cloth to make clothes. Maybe he can deduct it this time.

When he saw that his granddaughter ate the egg yolk cleanly~www.readwn.com~ Lu Zhuangyuan shared the rest of the egg white with the adults.

Although one person didn't share much, he was very happy to have tasted a little salty.

It was already dark, and there was nothing to do after dinner. After listening to Lu Zhuangyuan telling a few old stories from nowhere, he was about to go to bed.

The person who stayed in the middle of the night today was Lu Juren. After walking for a day today, Lu Juren was already very tired, but he still kept his spirits up, staring at the fire in front of him, so as not to let it go out.

"Son, go to sleep, I'm 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 less."

Just as the two were arguing in front of the bonfire, Lu Zhuangyuan 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 female laughter suddenly sounded to their right.

Lu Zhuangyuan and his son looked subconsciously, but couldn't see anything but darkness.

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

Lu Zhuangyuan 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 asking him for a seal?

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