Chapter 42: A Journey to the Immortals

Chapter 42: A Journey to Find Immortals

Early the next morning, I was woken up by Wang Ming. At that time, it was less than six o'clock. I looked at Lin Wenhai, who was lying asleep. I said to him silently in my heart, "Brother, I'm going to save you. Whether you succeed or not, it depends on your creation."

After washing up, Wang Ming and I quietly left the dormitory. At that time, there was no one in the school very early. Walking in the quiet school was really unique. I felt that the air in the morning was very fresh after not getting up early for many years.

Wang Ming and I climbed out of the wall when we fought with Wang Haipeng through the quiet playground. Walking on the street did we know that there was a lot of traffic outside. It is said that the businessman who do small business in the morning expects to make a little money during this period, getting up earlier than the other.

Wang Ming and I ate a few steamed buns in front of a morning stall and rushed to the farmer's market. Maybe you will ask why we went to the farmer's market. Well, let me tell you, let's buy chicken, because weasel loves to eat chicken. After all, Wang Ming and I have a request. Anyway, we have to give some gifts, right?

After buying chicken from the farmer's market, I rushed to the back mountain. I thought that the back mountain behind the school was not big and should be clear at a glance, but when I went to the back mountain, I was dumbfounded. I couldn't see it at a glance. There are mountains one mountain after another. Damn Bai Jiantian, where can I find it?

I glanced at Wang Ming and found that the guy was also looking at the mountains in a daze. I said to Wang Ming, "Lao Wang, where are we looking for it?"

Wang Ming turned around and looked at me and smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know, not to mention looking for a weasel in such a big mountain, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find an elephant."

I said to Wang Ming, "What should I do? Shall we go back now?"

Wang Ming thought for a moment and said to me, "I still won't go back. If you have come out, just look for it. Yesterday's hedgehog has said that as long as he hears the name of my grandpa, he should come out."

After thinking about it, I nodded and looked for Wang Ming endlessly in the mountains. When passing by the gloomy woods, Wang Ming would call a few words. Wang Ming said, "Wang Ming, a disciple of Qiqihar, came to visit Huang Daxian. Please show up and meet him."

As long as he passes by a possible place, Wang Ming will call a few words, but the answer is indeed endless. I don't know if the damn weasel is intentional. Wang Ming wandered on the mountain all morning and didn't see half a yellow hair. At noon, Wang Ming and I were really unable to walk. We were tired and hungry. There is no way to go on.

Wang Ming took out a cigarette and handed it to me and said to me, "Lao Chen, we can't find it like this. What should we do?"

I shook my head and said to Wang Ming, "How can I know? Why don't we roast this chicken back? I don't think Huang Daxian has much ability. How could he not have heard it?"

Wang Ming shook his head and said to me, "No, what can we do if we go back like this? The boy with glasses is on the line."

Speaking of Lin Wenhai, the sweltering face of the glasses appeared in my mind, and the dribs and drabs of the *** rack at the beginning. Forget it, for the sake of the brother, as long as he has a little hope, he can't give up, I said to Wang Ming, "Forget it, damn the damn glasses and let this guy invite him to dinner. Let's go and look inside. "

Wang Ming nodded and picked up the chicken and walked to the depths of the mountain. Just like in the morning, when we found it after three o'clock, we still didn't find anything. Looking at the sky, the sun had slowly falling to the west, and Wang Ming really lost his patience. He said to me, "I think we'd better go back. The yellow skin in the mountain may have been hit by thunder for a long time. Let's go back and think about other ways."

Not only will Wang Ming lose patience, but also I feel frustrated. It's not just a day's exhaustion, but the most important thing is what to do with this chicken? It's a pity that I bought dozens of it. If you don't lose it, there is no place to put it. If you eat it, there is no place to cook it. I think so, but I can't say so. I asked Wang Ming, "What can you do if you go back?"

Wang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Think about it. There are always ways. If it really doesn't work, try to my grandpa to see if it makes point."

I thought about it, and now I can only do this. I said to Wang Ming, "Well, if your grandpa can't do anything, we have to let nature do."

After saying that, I turned around and was about to leave to see something that was enough to make me jump up. I saw a small head exposed in the bushes and looked at us sneakyly.

I said to Wang Ming excitedly, "Lao Wang, what do you think that is?"

Wang Ming looked in the direction I pointed and immediately shouted, "Huang Pizi, ah, no, no, Huang Daxian Huang Daxian." Wang Ming said excitedly.

After saying that, Wang Ming said respectfully to the weasel hiding in the bushes, "Wang Ming, a disciple of Qiqihar, paid a visit to the immortal. You finally came out."

The strange thing is that the weasel in the bushes has no reaction, and still looks at us in the same sneaky way. Wang Ming repeated what he just said, but the weasel still didn't respond.

Wang Ming and I looked at each other in a fog. I said to Wang Ming, "Is that the yellow two wolf? Isn't it an ordinary yellow skin?"

Before Wang Ming could speak, he heard a thin and sharp voice answer, "Yes, I'm the yellow wolf. What did that southern boy do?"

I didn't expect that Huang Erlang's domineering name turned out to be a mother's yellow skin, which was a little unacceptable. However, as soon as I heard this voice, I couldn't help but feel a hundred flowers blooming in my heart. I was really looking for it. I respectfully said to the Huang Erlang, "Chen Yuqiao, a junior in the south, has seen Tainiu. Please show up and talk."

After listening to what I said, Huang Erlang slowly came out of the bushes, but did not approach me. At this time, the big rooster Wang Ming was holding in his hand cackled in fear when he saw his natural enemy appear, and he kept struggling. Seeing the big rooster struggling, the yellow wolf's eyes were almost straight. Wang Ming saw all this in his eyes. Wang Ming said to Huang Erlang, "Qiqihar's disciples came to visit the immortal. He was a little prepared to ask the immortal to laugh."

Huang Erlang was very happy when he heard this. He hurried to us and stood up after approaching us. I was stunned. I didn't expect that the yellow skin would walk upright.

When Wang Ming saw that Huang Erlang had come over, he slowly put the big rooster on the ground and pulled me back three steps. When Huang Erlang saw that the rooster was on the ground, he said politely to Wang Ming, "You are very polite, but I'm too polite."

After saying that, he slowly walked towards the rooster on the ground. The big rooster was scared when he saw his natural enemy approaching. He kept struggling, but his feet were tied and he couldn't run away. The yellow wolf did not talk nonsense. He pounced on the rooster and clicked at the rooster's throat, and the rooster began to struggle constantly. But he can't escape the weasel's mouth.

Wang Ming and I dared to talk after watching Huang Erlang suck the blood of the rooster dry. Wang Ming first said, "It's too milk, is this chicken delicious?"

I despised Wang Ming. This is so much nonsense. Huang Erlang burped and said to Wang Ming, "It's okay, but the feed smell is too heavy, and the chicken in the mountain is not too milky."

I'll go to his uncle. What is this and what? Can this yellow skin still smell like feed? It seems to be really refined. Well, isn't this nonsense? Can't you speak human language?

(There was an earthquake in Ya'an this morning. Let's pray for Ya'an's friends together. Please rest in peace for the dead and cheer for the living.)