Zhang Shiwen had Wuniang on his back and a child in front of him, so he walked a little slowly. People around him helped him carry his luggage, but in fact there was not much.

When they first left the city gate, the surrounding temperature was still a bit cold, but after traveling a while, heat gradually emerged from their bodies, accompanied by moist sweat.

The cold breeze in the morning was fresh and chilly, and the hazy tree shadows were swaying, and they didn't know what danger was spying on them secretly.

Several of them had never done anything so bold, and after the brutal force passed, they began to become afraid.

They were afraid that they would encounter some monsters on the way, and that the people would be gone before they reached the Immortal Lord's territory. They were also afraid that after seeing the Immortal Lord, the master would not accept him, and they would not be able to go back to Yuyuan, so they could only go to Yuyuan.

Wandering everywhere.

In order to drive away this fear, they began to chat without talking about anything.

"Brother Zhang, what do the immortal kings look like?"

Zhang Shiwen wanted to boast that he could pour out a bunch of things that looked like immortals or jade trees facing the wind. But when he said it, he felt that those expressions were too vulgar and not worthy of several immortal kings. After thinking about it,

I couldn't even find a suitable word, and in the end there was only a simple description left in my poor vocabulary.

He said word by word: "It looks good!"

"Does it look good? I think some of Yu Yuan's monks are very vicious."

"There are some beautiful ones, but their eyes are higher than their heads and they never look at us."

"I met a female nun from Yu Yuan before. She was really beautiful. But when I took another look, she became unhappy and scared me so much that I ran away."

A few people laughed and didn't take it to heart. They thought that Zhang Shiwen's attitude of extremely high praise for those immortal monarchs and the fact that he only used the word "good-looking" in the end meant that the immortal monarchs should be relatively kind and peaceful.

Class appearance.

In this way, they feel relieved.

A younger, tough-headed young man asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, if the immortal king still refuses to take my grandma in, what will happen if she stays alone in Yuyuan? I'm worried that she won't have food to eat and won't be able to settle down."

Zhang Shiwen patted him on the shoulder with one hand and comforted him: "Don't think so bad yet. If you are capable, the Immortal Lord may allow you to bring your mother over. Your mother doesn't eat much, and the Immortal Lord doesn't eat much."

You are also kind-hearted."

The young man nodded repeatedly and said to himself: "Yes, my mother-in-law doesn't eat much. I only need to give her one biscuit a day and save the rest from my rations. I am very capable!"

Zhang Shiwen thought to himself, maybe there is more than one Hu cake. She is a very good person.

He held the baby in his arms tightly. He didn't know whether he was comforting the brothers beside him or comforting himself.

At this time, Zhuchen, who is very good, is still renovating her house.

Feng Buye came back just before dawn, and his face was much paler than when he left. Zhuchen felt a strong demonic aura from him, and it took him a while to suppress it.

The junior brother stayed up all night, hammering away at the roof of his house. Because the house itself was not big, the tutorial he drew in the morning was as simple and clear as a jigsaw puzzle. After one night, he actually finished it.

Zhuchen also successfully completed two windows and two wooden doors.

Changyin couldn't wait to show off to his master, as if he was asking a contractor to inspect it.

Feng Buye also walked around the hut very seriously, and then frowned with dissatisfaction.

Zhuchen knew that in terms of appearance, this house was difficult for normal people's aesthetics, but how to put it, the son does not think the mother is ugly, the dog does not think the family is poor - of course this matter has nothing to do with the dog - it is mainly to match

After living for so long, even if it was a pigsty, she still had some feelings for it.

It's impossible to dismantle it. If we dismantle her, the task will never be completed.

Zhuchen was about to present the facts and reason, and persuade his master to lower his aesthetic standards to the same low level as them, when Feng Buye curled his fingers and rolled up a small black dead branch on the ground into his palm, and then gently

With a single wave, the energy turns into a sword.

He quickly took out a few pieces of irregularly shaped wood, and used other wooden boards to seal all the gaps. At the same time, he flattened the corners and rearranged them.

The shoddy project that was full of holes suddenly became normal.

Zhuchen saw his neat movements and exclaimed in surprise: "Master..." Why are you so familiar with the magic cultivator? The magic cultivator is not similar to Pu Fengshan's Taoism, right? There should even be many contradictions.

yes.

This is why many monks, after becoming possessed by demons, then make mistakes in their cultivation and become confused.

Feng Buye looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Huh?"

Zhuchen hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Nothing."

In the world of genius, she was embarrassed to ask more questions, as it would make her look stupid.

Feng Buye chuckled and asked, "Do you prefer a larger bed or a smaller bed?"

Feng Changyin jumped over there and shouted: "Bigger! Bigger! I want a bed as big as half the room!"

Zhuchen thought for a while and said, "Let's make it bigger."

Make one piece of furniture luxurious first, then you will have the motivation to expand the area of ​​the house and drive other furniture to become luxurious as well.

There is nothing wrong with this policy.

Feng Buye nodded, looked at the house and calculated the length of the wooden planks.

That afternoon, after the unremitting efforts of three people, a small house of about ten square meters in size, with five square meters occupied by beds, was finally officially completed.

There are windows, doors, a roof, and a table. Add some red mud to the walls, and you have a serious house.

Feng Changyin stood in front of the door, raising his head with tears in his eyes, and shouted excitedly: "Senior sister!"

Zhuchen also responded excitedly: "Long chant!"

They are finally a homeowners family again!

Feng Changyin was so happy that he rushed in and rolled around on the wooden bed.

The disadvantage is that the body feels a bit cold and hard, which makes it uncomfortable to sleep.

After careful consideration in the morning, they decided that the food plan could be postponed first. Their first goal was to find a soft and practical three-piece bed set to improve their lives.

The young junior brother lost his way in Zhuchen's description and fell into a silly smile, but Feng Buye's words cruelly woke him up from his sweet dream.

"You sleep with me tonight."

Feng Changyin: "...??"

a bolt from the blue!

The sky is falling apart!

Feng Changyin's smile broke instantly, and he struggled aggrievedly: "Master, this is not good, is it?"

Feng Buye stood at the door, his tall figure blocking the light in front of him, and said quietly: "It's not good for you to sleep with your senior sister. You should avoid suspicion."

Feng Changyin almost felt threatened. He wanted to say that he was still a child. In fact, he didn't understand anything. He just wanted to sleep on a big bed of his own. "Otherwise, senior sister will sleep with the master" and almost blurted out, but in danger again

He is always restrained by his desire to survive.

Feng Changyin drooped his head, still trying to resist euphemistically: "Ah..."

Zhuchen grabbed his ear and whispered in his ear: "Little junior brother, don't make Master sad, thinking that you don't want to get close to him."

The little junior glanced at the master and knew that he had actually heard him. The tradition of respecting the teacher made him try to raise the corners of his mouth and force a smile and said: "Yes, master, it is a great honor to sleep with you as a disciple. Thank you master for your concern."

"

Zhuchen sighed secretly. This unlucky child looked very pitiful.

Feng Buye nodded, turned around and left without changing his expression.

The next second, the junior brother raised his chin and looked at Zhuchen with tears in his eyes.

Zhuchen made a gesture and comforted him, saying: If you persist for two days, they will be able to build another house.

Feng Changyin wiped his face and nodded firmly. He must work hard!

After using the fixed air system for the house, Zhuchen quickly found a deserted corner and checked his system panel.

Sure enough, the task was displayed as completed, and the reward column was shining, waiting for her to receive it.

She is very interested in the indestructible xx. The main reason is that every African chief has a mysterious obsession with metaphysics.

The less you can get, the more you miss it.

What's more, the word "rare" behind the item reward is very tempting, proving that it must be extraordinary!

With trembling hands, Zhuchen clicked to receive the reward.

Golden light flashed——

[An unbreakable bucket]

A dark brown wooden barrel with very smooth edges and beautiful wooden texture appeared on the ground in front of it out of thin air.

Zhuchen: "..."

She squatted down and rubbed back and forth on the outer wall of the barrel several times.

It is indeed a beautiful, durable, and exquisitely designed bucket...ah!

Zhuchen angrily threw it to the ground.

Does she lack those two pieces of wood? Ah! Can she carry a bucket when she goes out? Even a bamboo basket is better than a bucket!
To be continued...