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Chapter 941 Mountain Village

The sky is white with fish belly.

The cool breeze can't blow away the howling wind and rain, and the black clouds are stained with blood.

He secretly cursed the palace master for wasting time and wandering around. In the early morning, he simply followed the smell and found the imperial dining room. All the cooks were gone. A group of rebels occupied the imperial dining room to make food and prepare to eat and drink. Unexpectedly, two weirdos came and walked straight away.

When I entered the dining room, I told everyone to get out.

The red-eyed rebels were completely unaccustomed to this problem, so they slashed him to death first and then asked for their identities.

"Brother Monkey, they are stealing your food."

"Squeak! Eat my stick!"

Looking from the outside, the illuminated imperial dining room was shaking and clanging, the doors and windows were broken, and groups of soldiers flew into the courtyard without knowing whether they were alive or dead. No food was harmed, and the stick skills were superb.

The rebel soldiers were terrible at cooking and could only cook in large pots. If they couldn't find the royal cook, they would have been hacked to death in the ditch.

A white man took off his straw hat and cooked seriously. The monkey squatted next to him and fanned the flames, anxiously waiting for the moment when the delicious food came out of the pot. He was completely unaware of the timing of the change of imperial power. After all, the most important thing for monkeys from birth is to eat. Those who grab food

All are mortal enemies.

Before dawn, the dining table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the two of them devoured them without any image.

The monkey was puzzled as he buried his head in eating.

"Bai, why do humans like to kill each other endlessly? I wouldn't kill a monkey in the mountains."

The thing stuffed in the mouth is unclear, thanks to the similar structure of the monkey's mouth to that of humans.

Bai Yujun grabbed the leg of lamb and chewed it fiercely.

"They all have brain diseases that cannot be cured and are hereditary."

"Squeak? Are you sick?"

"Well, when the disease reaches the spinal cord, I think about how to harm others all day long, and use ridiculous excuses to excuse myself and think I am extraordinary. In fact, there is no difference between two eyes, two ears, one mouth, heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys and bladder. This disease cannot be cured.

The most hateful thing is not eating meat after killing people! Any killing that has nothing to do with feeding is a manifestation of the extremely backward brain."

"Zhizhi, it turns out he is sick, it's understandable."

After finishing the table full of food, the rain stopped, and warm golden light shone into the dining room from the broken window.

The table was full of empty plates. The two beasts left, not even a speck of oil was left on the dishes. Before leaving, they also took two iron pots with them...

Outside the city, there is Shili Pavilion.

Bai Yujun opened the wooden box and took a closer look to get a vague address.

Gather a handful of weeds and weave a new straw hat, put a monkey head on it and try to see if the size is just right. It doesn’t matter if you are a green hat. Monkeys belong to the type where one monkey is full and the whole group is not hungry. Colorful hats can be worn.

Looking back at the capital city with thick smoke billowing from the distance, people were filing out of the four gates and fleeing in all directions. A good city was causing harm but it was all a waste of time.

"Alas, what a pity for those beautiful girls in the palace, tsk tsk, this dragon is very heartbroken."

"Squeak? It's ugly and ugly. Hair all over the body is the best~"

Suddenly, a certain Bai was amazed at the monkey's aesthetics.



Xiaoxiao Mountain Road is new after the rain, Xixixi River is full of rheumatism.

The two beasts hurried on in the safest and most secretive way. The legendary Eleventh Road left the most traces in the flying sky, and they couldn't always hide in the clouds. They simply hid on foot, which the practitioners paid the least attention to. They were bored on the road, folding ivy and weaving vines.

It's fun to kick the ball around, and it's more fun to put a bell in the sepak takraw ball.

When you are thirsty, you lie down in the ditch on the roadside to quench your thirst. When you encounter a ghost, you beat him up and throw him into the underworld.

The grass grows and warblers fly, the wilderness mountain road is covered by weeds, and Bai Yujun jumps in front chasing butterflies.

Behind him, there was no figure, only the golden cudgel followed him up and down...

At the same time.

The atmosphere in a certain picturesque fairy mountain in the fairy world is tense. The attic area is heavily guarded. Fairies come in and out without making a sound. A certain old fairy wearing a glowing fairy robe is walking nervously. Even though the magic power of fairy magic is enough to arrogantly dominate the world, he still cannot avoid the vulgarity.

The elegant woman under the flower tree in the garden shook her head.

"Husband, don't go around here. I'm not worried about you. Why should you, a grown man, be worried?"

The mighty immortal waved his hand.

"You don't understand, please leave me alone."

"You know, being a grandpa for the first time in tens of thousands of years will inevitably make you nervous. If outsiders knew that the majestic immortal king couldn't be a grandpa, wouldn't he laugh out loud? Relax, and you'll be able to meet your granddaughter soon."

The mighty immortal smiled, his face filled with happiness and joy. He was different from other immortals who were cold and aloof, but more humane.

Not long after, the cry of a baby was heard in the attic. All the immortals were delighted, especially the immortal king, who laughed heartily.

The fairy took out the baby from its swaddling clothes.

The woman and the fairy came forward to take over the baby happily, and the joy was beyond words. When naming the fairy, the fairy looked at the mist of the fairy mountain in the distance, and the breeze was gentle, so he named it "Lan"...

Wilderness mountain road.

Bai Yujun, who was jumping up and down, suddenly felt something in his heart and stopped.

He reached back and put his hand on the monkey's forehead to avoid being rear-ended. Just now... he seemed to have sensed something. His careful search became elusive and elusive. He scratched the dragon's horn and his beautiful eyes were blank. Then he put it aside and didn't care. He just thought it was like a legend.

A dragon-loving man like Mr. Ye is too pious. The next time he meets someone, he will help him spread clouds and rain to fertilize the land.

"Brother Monkey, we need transportation on our way. It's essential when we go out on our way."

"Zhizhi~ Traffic... what is it?"

"This dragon sea accepts hundreds of rivers, and there are endless immortal magic and magical arts. In fact, all kinds of ideas are inherited from the divine world and the earth, where mortals can travel as fast as immortals. They can fly over mountains and rivers even if they are unable to do magic. They can meet and talk to each other thousands of miles away. There are countless magical and rich amateurs.

Cultural life, well, it’s just amazing.”

"Ji? Can Earthlings fight?"

"Wuwu Zeze may seem powerful, but he is actually the same. He is very weak, but he can operate powerful weapons. Wait, what are you talking about? Come with me."

He led the monkey into the woods, looked for thick bamboo roots, chopped down a huge tree that had dried up last year, and used an iron ax to crackle the saw blade to do carpentry. There was no other way, the dragon was relatively poor, so those who could do it themselves would spend as little money as possible.

Take out the copper ingot, pull it, flatten it and round it to make parts.

Screws, nuts, bearings, chains, and quick hand speeds create equipment that dazzles a monkey.

Make two narrow wheels, and make a frame and handlebars.

Finally assembled into a bicycle...

Start having fun.

The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside.

The two guys were speeding along the dirt road in the rice fields. Bai Yujun was pedaling hard on his bike to feel the joy of driving. The monkey squatted on the back seat and screamed, laughing and laughing. It passed by the working farmers in a hurry. The cows and sheep were so startled that they gave way. The roadside was green and tender, and the rice fields were full of people and villages.

As a backdrop, the distant mountains serve as the background, driving through a beautiful picture.

The axle squeaked and rubbed, so I stopped and dug out the lard that had been stored for a long time to apply it, and it really worked.

Egrets spread their wings and skim the water, and frogs chirp everywhere in the deep grass.

The farmer watched Juechen go away and Feiqi found it difficult to understand, but it was still within the acceptable range, at least he didn't fly.

"Dear me, has the bullock cart changed its appearance?"

"Perhaps it's an ox cart owned by a wealthy person in the city. The boy from the Ma family said that the ox cart owned by people in the city is different from that in the countryside. It's fast and comfortable. He's knowledgeable after having been to the county town."

"I also want to go to the city..."

After entering the village, the couple bought some bacon and changed their riding. The monkey pedaled happily.

Bai Yujun sat sideways in the back seat, squinting her eyes and shaking her long legs for fun.

The breeze is warm and the sun is shining, and life is beautiful.

The bicycle passed by the entrance of the village and five people hugged the old tree. The trunk was wrapped with red cloth for blessing and sacrifice. The new red cloth was bright in color and the old red cloth was white and faded. The branches were covered with red ropes for making wishes. There was a high platform and a small stone temple under the tree.

It does have some village characteristics.

A gust of wind passed under the tree.

There are little bits of sunshine scattered among the branches and leaves, which is very beautiful and makes you smile happily.

The breeze blew my hair and covered my eyes.
Chapter completed!
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