"Shut up!"
"You're not going to be a big deal!"
The old Taoist priest and Yin Dong shouted at the same time, scaring Wang Yan to shrink his neck.
The little golden retriever who had just been hiding was running back, jumped on Yin Dong's shoulder, tilted his head, stared at Yin Dong's face, and could not hide the curiosity in his eyes, and he still squeaked and didn't know what he called.
"Don't shout!" Yin Dong was upset, and took a photo of the little golden retriever, and said to the old Taoist priest: "My son is not over one year old. You are the master. You must not take care of your grandson until he becomes an adult! If you die in a few days, I must know where to go and find him a master to come back, right?"
"...Get out!" the old Taoist priest cursed angrily. Is this a disciple I received? Or did he invite a creditor back?
"A teacher for one day and a father for life. My son is your grandson, and it is your responsibility to take care of his grandson." Yin Dong was rightful and acted foolishly, but the fear in his eyes could not be suppressed.
He was afraid that his master would disappear and would never be found again!
After returning from rebirth, I found my master, but found that my master would collapse and disappear at any time, and I could never find it again. It felt like the backbone was about to collapse.
"Idiot!" The old Taoist priest cursed with a beard and glared at Yin Dong, but there was anger in his eyes, and some were also very reluctant. His voice felt softer. "You can hold on for a while, at least, you can last until the disaster era comes."
Yin Dong felt aching in his heart. The disaster era might come soon. Could it be that Master... he waved his head hard and changed the topic: "If there is any spiritual object, or enough spiritual liquid, to soak you, can it last longer?"
The old Taoist priest was amused, and his withered goat beard was raised and he smiled and said, "Of course it is OK. If you can get a water tank of spiritual liquid for your teacher, the old Taoist will surely last until my grandson becomes an adult."
"The spiritual liquid of a water tank?" Yin Dong was shocked. Even if the spiritual liquid mentioned by the master may be more purified than the energy liquid in the Huidao Secret Realm, but quantitative change causes qualitative change. The energy liquid like a lake and a sea in the secret realm may really make the master last longer!
The old Taoist priest got Yin Dong's meaning wrong, thinking that he was scared, and smiled, and decided not to stimulate him anymore, shook his sleeves and flew away in front.
Walking further, the fog gradually became richer.
Until Wuyi Mountain was completely lost, the three people and one monkey entered a undulating and deserted mountain. The surface here was so cracked that even though it was shrouded in fog for many years, there was no moss.
In the rock cracks on the surface, you can still see the burning black marks. It is clearly a dense bombardment of lightning, tearing out the earth out of hideous cracks, and a stream of decayed death aura spread out from the cracks, which can also prove that a tragic battle that once occurred here.
Yin Dong was completely unable to figure out the direction of this small world blocked by thick fog, but the old Taoist priest and old horse knew the way and led them through the thick fog without having to identify the direction.
When they came out of the thick fog area, they could see the mountain city not far away, and the lights of thousands of homes were lit.
"It's Qingshan City there." The old Taoist priest pointed to the mountain city and said.
Yin Dong was shocked. Qingshan City was far away from Wuyi Mountain. He remembered that it took seven and a half hours to take a bus from Qingshan City to Wuyi Mountain in his previous life, but it took less than seven hours from the time they left Wuyi Mountain to the present, right?
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the mountain area covered by thick fog, and suddenly found that in the thick fog, there were pairs of green eyes, like ghost fire, looming in the fog.
What kind of beast's eyes are there... Hiss, this is too many, it looks like a black cat, squeezing one head, and it is estimated that there are thousands of them?
Why didn’t they see it when they walked out?
Yin Dong was a little confused.
"What a fool!" The old Taoist priest made a move and gave Yin Dong another pot sticker. He looked at him in his sight and said casually: "That's all the Void Beasts. In ancient times, it could have been cut through the void, and it was rare to find one. It was also because of the great changes in the world that this place became their last habitat, which made them reproduce to this day and the ethnic group expanded a lot."
If it was in his previous life, Yin Dong would definitely think that this old liar was talking about, but now, he listened very seriously and observed the Void Beast in the thick fog very seriously.
The Xuming beasts also poked their heads out, revealing their curious or scrutinized eyes, and looked at Yin Dong.
"Stop looking, you can't subdue them now. Don't waste your time, go." The old Taoist priest urged.
Yin Dong touched his nose and decided to take the time to come back again. He had to subdue a Xuming beast and show this old liar. Now, he was worried that Xiaobao would be so heartbroken that he would not make trouble.
The journey back was quite smooth.
Yin Dong did not contact Ling Fan and rented a car and went back to Baishan Town. Because he didn't need an ID card, he didn't want to reveal the news that he was still alive.
After all, there were not many people who dared to crash military helicopters. He had just returned from the cultivation world and asked Zhou Pengyu for a plane, but was destroyed on the way. After he returned to the Taoist temple at the top of Wuyi Mountain, the Taoist temple was blown up again. The mastermind behind the scenes was so rampant and obviously had great power, which forced him to act carefully.
He was afraid that the news that he was not dead was leaked in advance, so the other party rushed to catch Xiaobao as a hostage.
Therefore, he would rather be slower than take the plane or take the high-speed rail, and he would not contact his family and rent a car back.
The road was safe and smooth. When night fell on the third day, a taxi drove into Dawan Village.
Everyone in the village was having dinner. When Lanzi was holding a bowl at the door, she saw Yin Dong in the car waving her chopsticks and shouting: "Uncle Dongzi is back!"
Yin Dong suddenly felt panic and couldn't help but lean out and ask, "Lanzi, do you see Xiaobao's brother?"
Lan Zi said in a slight voice: "Uncle Wenzi just took him home, and he was full."
Suddenly it seemed like a big stone fell to the ground. Yin Dong's clenched fist finally let go, and he smiled happily: "They have had a free meal at your house again, right?"
Lan Zi said proudly: "Xiaobao's younger brother likes to eat dishes made by my mother. He said that the dishes cooked by Uncle Huang are pig food."
"That little bastard!" Yin Dong laughed.
While talking, the car stopped outside the courtyard of Yin Dong’s family. Before the car could stop, Dajin and Gu Wen rushed out one after another. Suddenly, Gu Wen roared in surprise: "Dongzi, you are still alive!"
Chapter completed!