let me be quiet

Wangqing Valley, Juejuan cliff, a stone peak was cut in half like a knife, one half was unattainable, and the other half fell to the bottom of the valley with falling rocks.

A man, a monkey, and a donkey appeared at the bottom of this rocky valley, and the wind passed by, blowing up the man's black hair and sleeves, as well as the monkey's hair and the donkey's ears.

Huali raised his eyes to look at this dangerous terrain, together with Mao Mao, how can he capture that spike Taoist alive, Mao Mao gestures with his hands, or climb up to a high place and throw stones at him?

Hua Li shook his head: "No, no, if we smash him to death, we will have to face a life lawsuit."

Maomao gestured again: Do you want to cast a net?

Hua Li still shook his head: "I heard that Daoist Instakill is cruel and merciless, and his martial arts are extremely high. It is impossible to trap him with a mere net. At that time, as long as he uses his internal strength, the two of us will be directly photographed on these rocks, and our brains will be destroyed." Smash it out."

Thinking about the scene, Maomao became terrified, scratched his ears, climbed onto the pile of rocks and jumped back and forth, and thought of several methods, all of which were denied by Huali.

After a long time, Mao Mao screamed so thirsty that he jumped on the donkey's back to find water to drink.

Hua Li glanced at the wine jug hanging on the donkey's back, yes, why didn't I think of it?He will definitely be thirsty on the way, just build a wine tent here, and then pour some medicine into the wine, hehe...

But wouldn't it be too despicable to do so?

Sigh, no matter what, in order to become a fairy, what's the point of being despicable once?

A few days later, there was a wine tent at the bottom of Wangqing Valley, and the signboard was fluttering in the wind. Huali and Maomao seemed to be weathered, because they didn't even see half of the priest except for two caravans.

"Maomao, do you think we were cheated, or we were late, and the elixir has already passed?"

With a jug of wine under her fingertips, Hua Li lay down on the table dejectedly.

Maomao has found a kind of wild fruit grown by Vitex grass on the rock these few days. It tastes so delicious, and he is eating it happily. Hearing what he said, he is afraid that he will abandon these delicacies and go elsewhere, so he hurriedly said in monkey language No no no.

Hua Li could understand some simple monkey language, and knew that it was reluctant to part with these wild fruits, so he twirled a juicy and rosy round ball and threw it into his mouth: "Okay, wait until these fruits are all eaten before leaving."

Maomao was jumping with joy, and brought him some tea very attentively.

Hua Li shook his head, stretched his waist, and went outside the wine tent to exercise his muscles.

He inadvertently swiped his hand down, only to hear a whimpering sound in the stone ground, there were small stones jumping, Hua Li was startled, stared at the ground and turned his hand to beckon Mao Mao: "Maomao, come out, here we come again."

Maomao jumped onto his shoulder in twos and threes, her big eyes widened, wow!

Where the eyes come into view, there are already large expanses of peach blossoms.

Huali was very distressed by this thing, when he desperately wanted to conjure one or two flowers, but he couldn't conjure anything, when he didn't want to, he just waved his hand casually, and he could draw one.

Maomao liked it very much, after dancing among the flowers and branches, he took out the lyre from the wine canopy, and wanted Huali to play it, but Huali couldn't persuade him, since he had nothing to do, he simply stroked it.

Maomao got this lyre from nowhere when he was in Laoshan. The woodcutter was still there at that time, and seeing how beautiful the lyre was, he sent it to the lyre room in the town for Huali to learn the lyre.

Hua Li is quite talented in this aspect, and he learned it quickly. He was good at playing the piano since he was a child, and he became interested in playing the piano when he was playing.

Maomao brought him the wine jar, and quietly stood aside to listen, even the donkey grazing by the wine tent pricked up its long ears.