Chapter 239 (1/2)

The more northward you go, the colder the weather and the less green.

When he saw the city and on the island, Xiaodong almost forgot that it was still winter. Because of the hot weather, there were green trees and grass everywhere.

But when we landed and started to walk back, the more we went, the more obvious the traces of winter would be.

On his way to a town, Li Fulin bought some sweets for his apprentice, er, especially the little one.

Xiaodong wants to distinguish a sentence, he is not small, not so fond of sugar. But this is the master's heart. When Xiaodong took the bag of sugar, he still said thanks with a smile.

What's more, it's a good thing to put a piece of sugar in your mouth on a long walk.

Li Fulin also specially ordered: ”don't give your elder martial brother sugar, you know?”

Xiaodong nods.

Even if the master didn't tell him so, he would not give it to his elder martial brother. Who knows if he can eat sugar now?

But both of them seem to forget that Mo Chen's body is getting smaller, but his mind is not. How can he eat too much?

Now Xiaodong has a piece of sugar in his mouth.

Sweet silk, but not sweet greasy. Of course, the sugar bought in the small town is not very good. The shopkeeper may have mixed a lot of noodles in it.

When Li Fulin looked back, he saw the shape of a piece of sugar on Xiaodong's cheek.

He was relieved and relieved.

Xiaodong is not the same as when he first went back to the mountain.

At that time, he was sad because his uncle died of illness. He didn't say a word all day long, and he didn't want to come out of the house. Li Fulin tried to solve him several times, but he always found that although he was sitting in front of him, his eyes were blank and his expression was empty.

It was not until Mo Chen returned to the mountain that Xiaodong began to get better. It took nearly a year for Xiaodong to get better.

Li Fulin is worried that this incident makes Xiaodong feel sad. After all, his life experience is suddenly exposed, followed by the collapse of Tianjian city. Li Fulin is worried that Xiaodong has something in his mind and he will be suffocated.

Thinking of this, Li Fulin couldn't stop complaining about two people. One is Yunlie, or Mr. Wan. The other is Mrs. Yan.

Since they have made up their minds to get rid of Xiaodong, they should take care of the trouble and cheat them to the end. Half of this deception is suddenly exposed. Yunlie is actually a feign death, and Xiaodong's mother is still alive.

How hard should Xiaodong feel this time? Even if he doesn't say it, there is a bigger problem in his heart! If there is a ditch and ridge on the road to repair the road in the future, it will be even more troublesome and the whole person will be abandoned.

But it seems that Xiaodong doesn't really want to.

The child is quite open-minded.

80% of them are due to his words and deeds

Li Fulin was very happy. He felt that his master had not failed too much.

However, there must be great apprentice's contribution here.

Xiaodong followed him the longest.

As for the two disciples, their kinship was thin. Mo Chen realized that the sword burial valley was the place where he was born. The valley master of Wu didn't know where he was going now, and he didn't care about his lost son.

What about Xiaodong? Mrs. Yan didn't want to recognize him at all. Mr. Wan was the same.

What if you recognize it?

Li Fulin was angry.

If you don't recognize them, they are rare! Anyway, the apprentice is his. Among those who practice Taoism, the master's authority is ahead of his parents and relatives. These people do not want to recognize their parents and children, Li Fulin is more happy! I don't care if I don't recognize that kind of bad relatives.

”Master, what's ahead?”

”Oh, it's Lingyun mountain.” Li Fulin had been here before, but he didn't know nothing about it: ”I remember that the road here was wider than it is now, not like it is now.” The weeds on both sides of the road are growing so fast that they almost flood the road.

”But there used to be a Lingyun sect here, but I haven't heard of it again. Most of them are gone.”

In this way, Xiaodong understood.

Roads also depend on people, especially mountain roads. With so many people walking, of course, no weeds can grow on this road. But if there is no one for a long time, the original road will be gradually annihilated by the years.

”Lingyunzong?” Ji Zheng suddenly said: ”that year, I remember a young disciple surnamed Du who didn't deal with you very much. Was he from lingyunzong?”

”Yes.” Li Fulin was surprised: ”do you remember him?”