Even though she was heartbroken, the three tables of delicious food were still cleared by Miss Lin alone.

Life is a tragedy, but good food is rare and cannot be missed.

It had been more than nine hundred years! The long-lost food was full of color and aroma, and the almost forgotten taste came back to her mind. The Buddha must have heard her prayers every night and sent a fellow villager to her who also missed the food in his previous life.

In the huge Lingqiu continent, fellow villagers are not easy to meet just by chance.

Xiao Dongdong was the third person she met, and the first two were the couple. When they met them, they had forgotten all about the food of the earth. They said that was in the past, and people should look forward to the future.

But people like her have no future to look forward to.

In order to deal with her and make her go with them, the couple asked the local chef to prepare the dish according to the recipe they had racked their brains to remember. The result was different, which made her taste vague and difficult to explain clearly, for fear of upsetting the fellow villagers.

Xiao Dongdong said that not long after she first arrived in Lingqiu, her memory was still fresh, and the food she transformed might not be what she wanted.

This child is so humble, and this sumptuous late-night snack is exactly what she wants!

Seeing that it was getting dark, Lin Zao picked up the leftovers from the table and buried them in the vegetable field beside the courtyard wall. Since it was transformed by the spiritual energy, it would soon disappear, just in time for the vegetables in the field to be touched.

, to see if it can grow into a spiritual vegetable.

After cleaning up, she poked her head outside the main room's door, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything.

The child said that she would set up an invisible barrier so that even if someone broke in, she wouldn't be able to see her. Well, even Lin Zao couldn't be seen. She lay down by the window and looked in, but there was nothing. The little fellow couldn't lie, right?

In fact, she has left?

There are ten thousand question marks hanging on my forehead, but I don’t dare to go in to confirm. What if someone is there?

Lin Zao muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare to go in after all, so she scratched her head in frustration and left. When she returned to the wing, she took out a futon as usual and wanted to kneel down and beg the Buddha for mercy. Then she thought about it, she had just eaten a meat meal, and she was not sincere.

.

She had no choice but to kneel down, confess her sins to the gods and Buddhas who could hear her prayers all over the sky, and kowtow a few times before getting up. She put the futon away again, took out a piece of cloth to wrap her head, put on her homemade gloves, picked up the shovel and went out.

Courtyard gate.

It's okay for her not to sleep. She goes out to chop wood at night and works in the fields in the early morning.

After the sun comes out, if no monks are seen, they will continue to work in the fields; if they see any monks wandering out, they will immediately return to their own courtyard and stay shut.

In fact, not many monks can see her true form.

Based on her many years of experience in being arrested, the Nascent Soul cultivator could at most tell that there was something abnormal about her physique; Lord Dongxu could tell that she was not an ordinary person; he could tell at a glance that she was not the spirit of the weapon but the weapon itself. Currently, only a small

Dongdong is alone.

The fellow couple they met before, if she hadn't been eager to solve her own problems and had to take the initiative to tell them about the abnormality, they wouldn't have noticed it at all.

It can be seen that Xiao Dongdong is quite powerful.

In the cold early morning, Lin Zao, who was wrapped up tightly, was walking on the village path while having sex. When she came to a fork in the road, she met a young man from the same village. When he saw her, he smiled heartily and said hello:

"Azao? So early?"

Lin Zao looked up at him and said, "I'm always so early." Why do you ask this today?

His name is Tang Long, he is nineteen years old, he has no elders in his family, and his three brothers and sisters depend on each other.

"My brother said that you picked up a child in the mountains last night and came home. He thought he would be noisy very late. He will definitely not be able to get up today." Shi Hai smiled and said, "I was planning to collect the beans for your family."

In this peaceful period, many children can't sleep at night and sneak out to steal chickens and dogs. Exploring mountains is a daily activity for children, and they often stumble upon something unintentionally.

Fortunately, the encounters were all trivial and no murder occurred.

"Thank you," Lin Zao said gratefully, and explained at the same time, "The child's parents were away for a while because of something. I saw that she was young and unsafe, so I brought her back. She was picked up by her parents early this morning."

There are almost no secrets in this village. If there are, the whole village will test and observe them intentionally or unintentionally, overtly or covertly.

In order to avoid future worries, the best policy is to tell the truth with half-truths and half-falsehoods.

"Oh, I heard that monks' children are very arrogant and look down on mortals..."

"Be careful where you step, don't step on ants!" Lin Zao suddenly reminded.

Tang Long was stunned by her words, and immediately he couldn't laugh or cry, "Just step on it, what does it matter..." He realized what she meant and was speechless.

"Look, everyone has the same idea." Lin Zao concluded.

There are monks who look down on mortals, and there are monks who simply ignore the existence of mortals, let alone look down on them. Xiao Dongdong is the latter. If the two were not fellow villagers, she would not go home with him at all.

Haha, Tang Long sneered, "It's a little different, after all, we are all human beings..."

It's just that those people with profound blessings were favored by heaven and got the opportunity to cultivate as immortals. From then on, they rose to great heights and became superior to others.

"Forget it, let's not mention this." The monk's opinion was too far away for mortals, and it was a waste of efforts. Tang Long returned to the subject, "By the way, I heard that the state city will hold a disciple recruitment conference for each immortal sect next month. I plan to lead

Brother and sister, let’s try together. What about you? Do you want to go together?”

His family has an oxcart for transportation, which is convenient and has company.

"Do all the immortal sects do it together?" Lin Zao was stunned.

"Yes, it is said that all the immortal sects in the Western Region and the Northern Region have admission offices in the city to make it easier for everyone to choose..."

In the final analysis, it is because of Lingyue Palace and Jiuzhong Palace that the Xiumen in the west and north have the same hatred and dislike each other. Once one party holds something in Huangzhou City, someone from the other party will immediately come out to play against them.

When two tigers fight, the bystander wins.

Tang Long was very familiar with the low-level monks who lived on the edge of the village and on the outskirts of the forest, and they were the ones who told him this news. At first, the Tang family's parents took their three children and fled to Shituo Village for refuge. They died due to serious injuries.

Death.

At that time, ten-year-old Tang Long was already sensible and vowed to avenge this blood feud.

His parents are monks, so the enemy is naturally not a mortal. Entering the immortal sect to practice martial arts is the only way for the three brothers and sisters to take revenge.

"I won't go. I know myself." Lin Zao pretended to be disappointed and smiled.

Tang Long had already guessed that she would say this, so he didn't force it, "It's okay. When my brother and sister enter the immortal sect, I will ask the immortal masters for you if there is a way to cure your strange disease."

"Don't bother, I'm used to it." Lin Zao said with a resigned tone.

The three brothers and sisters of the Tang family are descendants of immortal cultivators and have a high chance of entering the immortal sect. If she keeps her word, she will have a headache. But she must remain calm to avoid Tang Long becoming suspicious.

She claimed that it was a disease inherited in the family and would not grow up. Those who believed this were ordinary people. A cultivator like Tang Long would not easily believe this excuse.

After all, some people in the village also said that she was a monk in the past and that she looked like this after her spiritual tendons were destroyed.

This statement is beneficial to her, so it is not explained.

"I'm going to the city early tomorrow morning to buy some spiritual food and the like to make up for my brother and sister. If you have anything missing, give me the list today and I'll buy it back together."

"Spiritual food?" Lin Zao's eyes lit up when she heard this. Even the face wrap couldn't cover her smiling white teeth, "Can you buy me a bag of spiritual rice? I have spiritual stones! Ah, uh,

It’s a thank you gift from the child’s parents last night!”
Chapter completed!