"When I went down to Maoshan, Feng Yongbai thanked the two of you for help. - Eight-Eight-Reading,...o" Seeing the female ghost jumping around in Fengguizhu but couldn't come out, Feng Baizai felt relieved, and then thanked the father and daughter in front of him.

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons is our duty, and the Taoist priest does not need to thank you." The middle-aged man waved his hand and began to introduce himself.

"In the natural school, Ao Tianlong, this is the little girl Ao Ningshuang."

"So it's Senior Ao."

Speaking of this, a sudden "gul" made the conversation between the three a little awkward.

"The two have not had dinner tonight," Feng Bai asked.

"Yeah." Ao Ningshuang nodded, then touched her belly.

"In the evening, I saw a rabbit. I wanted to grab it and bake it for food, but who knew I had escaped." Ao Ningshuang looked very cute with her pitiful appearance.

"I happened to have a rabbit roasted before. If I were still there, it would just make the girl satisfy her desire." Feng Bai's words lit up Ao Ningshuang's eyes and he hurriedly urged him.

"Why don't you hurry up. If you are stolen by something like a maned dog fox, that wouldn't it be bad."

The place where Feng Baiyuan was planning to live temporarily was not far from here, so he arrived soon. Perhaps the flames scared the animals and made them dare not approach for a while, so the roasted rabbit was still roasting on the fire.

However, because it has not turned over for a long time, the rabbit meat on the end close to the fire has been muddy, while the other side is not cooked thoroughly.

Feng Bai had expected this situation, but it was still a pity, because there was not much meat on the rabbit, and even less meat was lost when removing the baked part. 88 Reading,...o

So the rabbit meat was given to Ao Ningshuang, and Feng Bai and Ao Tianlong spent the night on dry food.

It was only then that Feng Bai realized that because he had made a mistake in the journey, the father and daughter had very little dry food left. He didn't know how long it would take to get to the next town, so he didn't plan to have a meal at night.

Feng Bai, who knew this, decisively gave them a lot of dry food, which was considered the cost of buying the Fengguizhu, because he really had no choice, and the dry food was indeed not worth much money, so he accepted it after several refusals.

Everyone slept extremely sweetly that night.

But the next morning, I had to part, because Ao Tianlong and his friends planned to return to the Central Plains to worship the ancestors, while Feng Bai was traveling to Weizang. Their destinations were completely opposite, and they naturally could not travel with them.

Last night's incident was just a small episode on the journey, and the three of them separated without any sadness.

Along the way, Feng Bai found that the closer he got to the West, the fewer people were, and there were very few ghosts and monsters. However, there were more and more horse thieves and wolves.

The underground vegetation has completely become deserts or grasslands, and the dense forests have completely disappeared, but occasionally a few small trees are distributed scattered on the earth.

It is late autumn now, and the grass on the ground has become yellow and yellow. From a distance, it looks so high that it makes people feel proud.

"This trip was right." Feng Bai said intimately.

There were hares and shuffle foxes running around in the grass. Once Feng Bai saw a group of antelope eating grass from afar.

Fortunately, it is because there are few people here, otherwise it would be difficult to see this scene.

After walking along this road for several days, Feng Bai walked into a desert without realizing it.

There were much less yellow and yellow weeds on the ground, and the dry and hard land trampled on his feet made him know that he was infinitely close to the desert.

"Although there is a desert in Longzhou Prefecture, I encountered a large forest some time ago. I arrived at the Tengnika Desert so soon?" Feng Bai lowered his head and looked at the map again, confirming that he had not taken the wrong path. There was even less possibility of a desert next to him. He couldn't help but start to doubt his life.

Fortunately, it is autumn, the weather here is dry and cool, and there is a breeze blowing on your face from time to time, making you feel quite comfortable.

Walking all the way to the northwest, the land area that came out of the luolu on the ground gradually grew, until one day Fengbai walked to a Gobi desert with almost no weeds.

That night Feng Bai did not light a bonfire because there were no branches nearby for him to burn, so he could only sit on the ground and chew slowly with a big cake that was both dry and cold.

This is the dry food he prepared. Although this kind of thing is unpalatable, it is cheap and has a long-lasting preservation. It is a good match for people who often travel outside.

And if there is a fire, cook a pot of soup, tear the pancake into pieces and stew it, the taste will be even more beautiful. Of course, it would be even more amazing if it was mutton soup.

However, there is no chance to taste mutton soy steamed buns in this environment, so it would be good if you could just eat them with boiling water.

No matter how many times I ate it, I couldn't stand the hardness of this thing. After eating half a cake, I sealed the white and wrapped the remaining ones back into the scroll, and then started today's evening class.

The night was cold and people were quiet, and all kinds of animals began to go out for food. The noise in front of his ears became Feng Bai's biggest opponent.

But Feng Bai practiced hard day by day and had not been practicing for a day or two in this environment, so of course he would not be disturbed by them.

However, in the middle of the night, an uninvited guest suddenly interrupted his practice.

It was a lama with a yellow crown on his head, with a red monk's robe and a golden Zen staff in his hand. The anxiousness on his face meant that his situation was not very good at this time.

He saw a black figure sitting cross-legged on the ground from a distance, his motionless figure making the other person look like a clay sculpture.

The lama's face was not very good for a moment, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He intends to avoid the consequences of his arrival.

But time didn't wait for him, because in the evening, a thunderbolt suddenly broke through the sky.

"Here comes so soon." The monk's expression was ugly, but he didn't care about giving in. He quickly fled here and reported that such a major incident was attacked by the Panchen Lama Master Demon Sect.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped his steps and turned to look around with vigilance.

"Xiaoyun, where are you planning to go in such a hurry?" The voice of sinister test rang behind the monk.

The monk who was cold-faced turned his head.

"The Rebellious Child, Eighteen Years ago, the Living Buddha of Spiritual Child was compassionate and did not destroy your soul and let you escape. I didn't expect you to dare to reincarnate."

"Hahaha, yes, you didn't expect it? I'm going to kill you Huang Clan this time." Ni Tiantong laughed.

"Hmph, the Demon Cult dares to compare with me, Huang Cult. Let me meet you for a while today!"

Master Xiaoyun said that he pinched a magic trick in his hand, and the Zen stick in his hand suddenly flew out of thin air and headed towards the boy who was floating in the sky.11
Chapter completed!