...In the town, there are magnificent Palace of Jubilee, dilapidated thatched huts, and four-carriage carriages that can be used to travel around the mountains, and people who are difficult to walk side by side in small alleys. Such complex environments and roads are like walking in the family yard.

If he hadn't had his spiritual sense locked in 100 steps, he would have lost him.

Zhang Fan followed behind him, and saw that he fell from a small stall first, so he took away a small silver hairpin and then entered the back door of the restaurant. He was immediately chased and beaten out, but there was a sack on his body.

The sack looks dirty, and no one can tell what has been filled with it. It is oily and smooth on top, and there is even more juice. It leaves a very obvious wet mark when walking.

I quickly left the town and turned into a deserted path. The weeds on the road were as close as we could, covering the road from time to time. It was obvious that there were few people coming and going.

Goudan seemed to be very familiar with this place. She didn't look at her feet and walked forward like this. After a while, she arrived at her destination.

It was a small Taoist temple that had been abandoned for a long time. Even when it was not abandoned, it was just a temple dedicated to a small village or a place for small families to worship.

This is true. The predecessor of this town was just a small fishing village with about one hundred people. Such a Taoist temple is enough. After all, one or two Taoist priests are difficult to support, let alone Taoist temples?

Later, the town was built and residents of Zha Village moved in. This temple was naturally abandoned. Now it is just a waste of energy to provide some beggars in the town with their own life so that they will not sleep in the open.

Before reaching the Taoist temple, Goudan looked around, then pointed to the entrance and whistled.

The whistle was heard, and a group of little beggars rushed out in a swarm, surrounding the dogdan, and greeted them endlessly. They kept moving their hands and touched the greasy sack.

Goudan was still smiling at first, and seeing this situation, he quickly reached out and slapped the dirty little hands away, then pulled two or three older beggars who looked like a leader to the side and started to speak whisper.

After talking for a while, it seemed that the conversation was right. Goudan pulled open the sack, took out the things inside one by one, and handed them to the beggars.

It was just some mixed wine and food. If it was placed in a wealthy family, it was afraid that dogs would not eat it, but for these little beggars, it was already a supreme delicacy. You can tell if they were cheering and excited.

From a distance, Goudan patted her chest and didn't know what she said to them. Then she took a very thin puppy from them, and saw that she was malnourished and held it in her arms and waved away.

This time, his purpose was much clearer, and there was no possibility of turning around in the wilderness, so he ran along a mud road, which made Zhang Fan follow a lot.

He didn't follow him too closely before, not because he was afraid that this little clever ghost would find out, but because he was worried that Gou Dan would meet at this time, maybe he was a monk from Shenxiao Sect.

The richness of this group of monks, even those sent to block the back path were all the foundation-building stage cultivation. You can imagine the real executors, and there must be many masters among them. It is better not to conflict.

Unfortunately, Zhang Fan has seen that this Goudan is not what he thought. It is a bit like what his mother said, "I'm going to find some "little girl"."

After walking for a while, at the end of the dirt road, a clear stream blocked the road, with a small wooden bridge across the two sides.

The stream is shallow, the wooden bridge is solid and simple, with no decoration on it, only moss appears, and the ruts and horses are vague, showing traces of time.

At the other end of the stream, there are a complete range of fertile fields and water conservancy, many bamboo fences and villages, and the formations and roads are unique and simple and quiet.

In the center of this elegant village, a manor stands quietly. Under the afterglow of the sunset, it is peaceful and quiet, as if an old man was looking out from the railing.

With familiarity, Goudan passed the front of the manor without entering, and followed the base of the wall to the corner of the wall. He leaned under a tree and looked around and saw that there was no one, and he was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he took out the puppy from his arms.

At this point, Zhang Fan understood a little, and the world was not too far away, just watching his words and deeds not far away.

I saw him holding the puppy's paws up, swaying in front of him, muttering, "You are a dog, I am also a dog, you are really destined to be. Dog'er, please help you brother Goudan and sacrifice it. Wait for me to let Guai Ling'er treat you

As he said that, Goudan's hand slid downwards and touched it along the fur.

The puppy seemed to feel something, and suddenly began to struggle desperately, but unfortunately it was too late. One hind leg fell into the devil's claws without any suspense.

A crisp "click" sound.

Goudan's hand movements were very fast, and he twisted and touched it, and instantly covered the puppy's mouth.

The puppy's mouth was blocked, and he could not scream and could only whimper. It sounded extremely miserable, and the pitiful hind leg kept twitching, and then it hung unnaturally.

"Hehe, it'll be fine in a while!"

Goudan seemed to be very satisfied with his craft. With a smile, he grabbed the puppy under his armpit, spitted his saliva on his palms, and then used his hands and feet together, like a monkey, and soon climbed onto the crooked tree behind him, and with a swing, he fell into the yard. He said "Four" and "Five Forests" in the "Five Forests" and said that the muscles and mouths were good. After several tricks, he fell into Zhang Ji's eyes. He suddenly became more and more sure that he had nothing to do with Xiaozong, but it also aroused his interest. Anyway, he was here, so he might as well follow in and take a look.

Waiting for a moment, until the spiritual consciousness was in his mind, Goudan had already walked away, and Zhang Fan jumped up and entered the yard.

As soon as I saw the scenery in the courtyard, I couldn't help but stop and looked around, and my heart was filled with praise.

The pebbled path is like a wild path, going straight into the distance.

On the left and right of the path, there are rockery and strange rock scales, and mountain springs are surging upwards, or flowing scatteredly, like the clear sound of ancient music; or falling from a high place, gradually becoming hazy, like clouds and smoke appearing.

Walking along the path, you can see pine trees, dragons and snakes, bamboos hiding wind and rain, and planting flowers everywhere. There are many strange and strange products, either looking into a forest, or looking alone, or being beautiful in the branches, or being elegant and ancient, which can be directly entered into the painting.

At the end of the trail, there is a corridor connecting.

The corridor is made of red sandalwood, carved with clouds and mist. It is extremely exquisite. Occasionally, the moss is growing for a long time when rain is raining, and it is natural and ancient.

Swirling and twisting, changing the scenery, washing and changing the four seasons of change in a courtyard, making people dazzled. Walking in it, time passes without realizing the passing of time.

Such a scenery shows that the owner of the courtyard has a gully in his heart. While admiring, Zhang Fan also had a secret doubt in his heart. The more he looked, the more he felt that these arrangements were faintly filled with a slightly Jiuzhou style. They were not like the overseas weather.

After just walking through the cup of tea, my eyes suddenly became clear.

A hundred and eighty feet away, a pond is planted with lotus flowers. A pavilion is built on it, and blue and purple silk hanging down to cover the sunlight.

Inside the pavilion and beside the stone railing, two little people were talking happily.

Zhang Fan stopped. At this distance, he would not worry about his two children being able to find his traces, nor would he prevent him from exploring the movements inside. It was the most appropriate.

Two children, one is eleven or 2 years old, with a sloppy body and a smart face. Who is it if you are not a dog?

The other person is a pretty little girl who is ** years old. Her skin is as white as cream. Her round face seems to be smiling. She is embellished with two dimples and her body is tender yellow clothes. She makes her skin look more and more crystal clear. She washes like the buds that have been sprouted from spring, making people unable to bear to hurt them.

In her arms, a small white slut lay down, stretching out her head from time to time, licking the little girl's tender palm.

Bai Zhao's tongue licked it, soft and moist, often aroused the little girl's crisp smile.

"Ling'er, what are you feeding this mouse?"

It seemed as if the little girl was giggling, and Goudan rubbed the back of her dirty hands very much, and then she asked with envy.

As for what I envy Bai Zhao You Ling'er feeding him. Or he can lick Ling'er's little hand, it's unknown, I'm afraid he can't understand it even in his heart.

"Xiaobai is not a mouse!" Ling'er angrily, and then Zhan Yan said, "This is what Dad finally found for Ling'er. It's a waste of trick."

"Xiaobai, you are not a mouse, right? Let me tell Brother Goudan!"

Ling'er held Bai Zhao up, looking at her serious look, as if Bai Zhao could really speak.

Then, a strange situation appeared in front of Zhang Fan. The place facing Bai Zhao's little head was only a stone railing and a curtain tent, and there was no sign of Gou Dan.

"Ahem, Sister Ling'er, brother is here!"

Goudan heard her silver bell-like laughter, but could not see her smiling face. In a hurry, she couldn't help but remind her.

As soon as he said that, he regretted it.

"Sister Ling'er, I don't mean that, I"

In the downtown area, you never suffer any loss of speaking. The dog egg, who can become dirty after the exit, suddenly became unable to speak in front of Ling'er. After stuttering for a long time, I still couldn't finish it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Goudan."

Ling'er's face was a little dark, and her little hand holding Bai Zhao was soft and she unconsciously held Bai Zhao into her arms, as if she had just gained warmth.

"This, this" is all wrong with my brother, I should hit you if you should hit you!"

As he said, he really slapped him. Goudan slapped his face with a crisp slap, as if he was still not satisfied, and his other hand also raised.

"Brother Goudan, why are you hitting yourself! So stupid!"

Ling'er suddenly smiled, like a cloud and a light wind. She also like a flower blooming, like a curtain and a tent that was gone and the sun shone everywhere.

Even Zhang Fan could not help but feel warm in his heart when he saw this smile from afar. Such a beautiful little girl, Zhong Lingyuxiu is not enough to describe it. She seems to be born blind, so how can people not be regretted?

It seemed as if all the unattached things were dissipated in a smile. Ling'er's smile was so bright at this moment. It made Goudan, who was opposite, dizzy for a moment. After a while, he came to his senses. Then he slapped his forehead as if he suddenly remembered something and made a crisp sound.

"Sister Ling'er, I almost forgot. Look at what did your brother bring to you?"

Like a magic trick, a silver hairpin and a puppy that was almost suffocated to death in his armpit appeared in his hands.
Chapter completed!