Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The sound of the wings gradually faded into the morning light along with the sound of the wind. With the crowing of the rooster, the whole world suddenly lit up.

"Okay, both of you, stop playing around. We have to get down the mountain early."

"Going down the mountain?"

Wen Baixu suddenly felt something strange when he heard this, and then he asked, "Are you going too?"

The young man's face instantly showed a look of "I see" and he nodded slowly.

"The headmaster has ordered me and Zifang..."

"And those two too."

"And me..."

The voice came from behind the three people, and one of them spoke

The three of them quickly looked towards the door and saw a tall man running to the door panting, holding on to the door frame and breathing heavily, while a woman kept staring at the man with a look of disgust on her face.

"You are getting worse and worse as you get older. You are out of breath after just running a few steps. You are not doing well. On the contrary, I think..."

"Who are you going to see? Ah~"

The man's voice sounded at the door, pinching his chin with one hand, but his eyes were full of pampering, without any intention of blaming him.

"Hey, hey, hey~ That's enough, that's enough... As for coming to my place so early in the morning to show off your affection?"

Wen Baixu rolled his eyes impatiently, stood up, pushed aside the two people standing in front of him, strode to them, waved his hands, and made a stop gesture.

"Wait, what did you mean just now? What do you mean by you are also here? Do you still have to bring your family members, baby?"

Wen Baixu's eyes scanned the two of them up and down, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"What do you mean baby? I'm the only one... beast"

He said this in a low voice under Wen Baixu's gaze.

Just as Wen Baixu was about to ask another question, Jiang Yue glared at him, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he took his little hand and looked at Wen Baixu seriously.

"Junior brother, I can't go this time, but I have made preparations for you. Even if there is any dangerous situation, there is a complete escape plan. If it really doesn't work, you can throw this guy out and delay it for a while, so..."

"What do you mean by throwing me out? Don't you hope for something good all day long? I am your ancestor. How can you treat your ancestor like this?"

The short boy had strong hands and hit him again and again. Jiang Yueci grimaced in pain, but the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"Ah~ You are his ancestor? Then isn't this... a grandparent-grandchild relationship?"

Jiang Zifang, who was behind them, immediately jumped out and pointed at the two of them with a look of astonishment.

"You have an opinion? Even if you have one, hold it back. You are such a country bumpkin who has never seen the world."

Chaos looked disdainful and wanted to open his little silver teeth to show his sharp teeth.

"You are the bumpkin...your whole family..."

"I am the only one in my family"

Wonton shook his head arrogantly, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Wen Baixu say, "No way, how come I remember you have at least ten brothers?"

"But we are not related by blood..."

"Of course you don't have any. Aren't you born in the beginning of chaos? You were born and raised by nature..."

Wen Baixu looked like an old scholar, feeling like a scholar.

"So what? I don't get along with them anyway. They are annoying..."

There was a trace of sadness on Hun Dun's face, but then he suddenly turned into a ferocious look.

"Tsk~ They are definitely not living as well as me. At least I am still alive. Who knows where they are hiding."

"Yes, who can live as carefree as our big dumpling, and have a handsome and rich husband?"

Wen Baixu smiled and hugged the little guy, glancing at Jiang Yue.

"Who said he is...I am the husband"

Hun Dun was unconvinced, pushed him away, grabbed Jiang Yue by the collar, and looked at him fiercely.

Jiang Yue looked at him with a smile, saying "You are right".

After a while, when Wen Baixu had packed up, several people, especially Hun Dun, hugged his arms and leaned against the door frame with an awkward look on his face. There was an obvious red mark at the corner of his mouth. The young man immediately knew what he had done. He walked over without caring, carrying the package on his back, and asked the people in front of him: "So let's go now. We must get to the small town before noon."

Everyone nodded. Some people, especially Hun Dun, left in anger and reluctance without even looking at the smiling face.

The town in winter is peaceful and white. The roofs and streets are covered with a thin layer of snow, as if it is a painting carefully arranged by nature. Walking along the street, you can see some hurried pedestrians, they are wrapped in heavy coats, wearing hats and gloves, and the white air they exhale condenses in the air. They keep hawking their goods on the street.

The restaurants in the town are particularly lively at this time. Through the windows, you can see and hear the steaming food and noisy voices inside.

In this winter town, although the weather is cold, the most abundant thing in the human world is the crowded crowds.

"It's so cold. It's almost spring and it's still so cold. It doesn't make sense at all."

Jiang Zifang looked at the little man with disdain and said, "Hey, you are such a big beast, but you are still afraid of the cold. Do you think this is reasonable? Besides, you are mouthless and noseless..."

"It's not like I don't have feelings, what a rustic old-fashioned guy."

The little guy shrank back and glared at Jiang Zifang with a look of ugliness.

"Then let's go have a meal and take a break, and see if we can rent a carriage."

Wen Baixu, who was standing by, tightened his clothes, and his eyebrows were wrinkled because of the cold winter.

"But we can't fly the sword..."

Before Jiang Zifang finished speaking, he heard Wen Baixu say, "In the cold winter, the sky will drop to zero degrees and the air pressure will be relatively low. Do you want us to freeze into popsicles?"

Wen Baixu looked at Jiang Zifang seriously. Seeing an expression that asked, "What are you talking about?" on his face, he shook his head and turned to go into the inn. At the same time, he heard mocking words in his head.

[The host is such a good person, but it's a pity that he knows the knowledge of thousands of years later.]

"you shut up"

Wen Baixu replied directly and walked into the inn. The inn looked exactly the same as before, without any changes. When they first arrived, a waiter came forward as if he had been waiting for a long time, rubbed his hands, and said flatteringly

"Are you the masters of Qingyun Immortal Sect?"

Everyone nodded and just as they were about to ask, they saw the waiter waving his hand with a smile on his face, calling another person over and whispering something in his ear. The man left in a hurry, and the waiter stopped moving and just stood in front of them to block them...