Small country with few people

Mosquitoes in the mountains are too poisonous, if you don’t repel mosquitoes regularly, you will be killed. Dou Wen remembers his brother’s instructions to tell the living soul to come if he is still waiting for him to go.

Shenghun subconsciously grabbed a piece of his sleeve, but it was a pity that the human and ghost directly passed through Dou Wen's body. When he was at a loss, Dou Wen went out and found a jar of prepared incense in the warehouse. Go to the four corners of the yard, and the smell will take a long time to dissipate.

In the evening when the sun was setting, a carriage, a young draft horse, and a large cart piled up on the cart at the end of the path to the south. There were also two women sitting, one big and one small.

The faces are similar, it should be a pair of mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter stood next to each other worriedly, their eyes confused.

With the two sounds of "Woo-woo", the carriage stopped, Ye Luqian jumped down to carry the food, and called to his junior brother: "Come and help!"

Dou Wen's eyes were clouded by the incense, and he suddenly turned his head to see Ye Luqian coming back with two women, yelling, "Brother, these two are girls..."

The older woman blushed quietly when Dou Wen called her a girl.She is about 30 years old, is a conservative beauty.

The daughter held her mother's hand and stood in front of her mother. Compared with Ruoliu Fufeng's mother, this little girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a round face and not very tall.

"The ones who were rescued on the way, this is Mrs. Zhou and her daughter, and this is my junior brother Dou Wen."

"Xiaodao met two girls."

Is a priest...

Zhou Bangyan looked at him secretly, feeling that it was not like, "My mother and daughter were robbed on the road, fortunately Mr. Ye rescued them."

Dou Wen covered his stomach and laughed, "I'm afraid Ma'am was deceived by him. Senior brother is ten years older than me, and he is thirty-nine this year. He is a bad old man!"

Ye Luqian practiced martial arts very slowly, she looked a few years older than Dou Wen, Zhou Bangyan blushed, "It's a little lady with poor eyesight."

"Madam, don't worry about it," Dou Wen said with his eyes wide open, "Go and put the grain and oil in the kitchen, I will take Madam and Miss to stay."

Dou Wen curled his lips, rubbed his toes and stretched his waist, tied the sack with his mouth, and lifted it lightly, and the two bags of grain, which add up to a hundred catties together, were picked up lightly, as if they were weightless of.

In the work center, I have been wondering what happened to the living Bodhisattva in the house.

Carefully pushing the door open and closing it silently, like a thief.

The living soul was like him standing motionless by the bed before he left, his figure was not real, Dou Wen leaned forward and asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

Sheng Hun's face was expressionless, and his confusion was gone, "Xiao Yi!"

Dou Wen was startled, the first time he came out of his body, he remembered his name so quickly, he was worthy of a golden light.

"I am..." Dou Wen was just about to introduce himself when he was grabbed by a pair of big hands.

My waist is so thin!

wrong……

The living Bodhisattva's hands are so big!

Still not right!

Why pinch his waist?

Living Soul Xiao Yi frowned, picked him up and weighed him twice, "It's so light, do you weigh a hundred catties?"

He has one hundred and thirteen!

Dou Wen kicked his legs, his eyes were on the same level as Xiao Yi's, but his feet were a little below his knees.

A living soul is also a ghost, and it is against common sense that it has feet.

Dou Wen said: "You put me down."

"Why?" The tone was quite puzzled.

"I'm sick, my back hurts."

So it's okay to say the head office, he can see that although Xiao Yi remembers his name, he doesn't remember his common sense, and he can't reason or get angry.

Xiao Yi really put him down, but not on the ground but on the bed, still face down.

"Then I'll rub it for you."

Knead?

Do you want to be so enthusiastic if you are not relatives?

Dou Wen twisted uncomfortably, "No need."

Before he refused to understand, a pair of powerful big hands pinched the soft flesh around his waist and rubbed it slightly.

After the initial discomfort passed, the comfortable Dou Wen hummed, "Here...hey, over there, go up a little..."

The young master couldn't bear to be waited upon, he would soften when pinched.

He even gave an order, "Squeeze your legs too, that calf... ouch!"

The ouch was so loud that Ye Luqian, who was delivering food outside the door, pushed the door open without knocking when he heard it, and said, "What are you calling for?"

Ye Luqian is a mortal with no aptitude for cultivating Taoism, so he couldn't see a ghost sitting beside the bed, pinching Dou Wen's legs.

Dou Wen couldn't open his comfortable eyelids, and said, "Calf cramp."

"Let me see."

Ye Luqian's physical fitness is much stronger than that of Dou Wen, who has never polished his muscles and bones. He pinched his back and calf a few times, "It's too stiff, take a medicinal bath someday."

"Don't!"

Dou Wen hastily refused, the medicinal bath is their master's unique secret recipe, when martial arts practitioners refine their tendons, bones and skin, it is said that they have to soak it at least a few times a month, but he had soaked it when he was a child, and his skin would be burnt.

"You still can't bear the pain."

Dou Wen groaned, "Good luck to me."

A person who was disliked by his parents and family at birth because of his excellent horoscope, barely managed to be the head of the deep house until he could remember, was found out because of his grandfather's illness, and was sent to Taoism.

Dou Wen didn't force himself at all, he looked contented and happy.

After a while, my body relaxed as if floating on the cotton, and I buried my head in the pillow and rubbed it, "Thank you very much."

"you are welcome."

The living soul Xiao Yi stared at Dou Wen for a long time but couldn't remember who was who.

However, he has always been big-hearted. When he saw Dou Wen fell asleep, he also climbed onto the bed. He was so light and insubstantial that he could not take up any space, but he carefully avoided his tall body from pressing on Dou Wen. He slept on the outside, and half of his soul body fell on the bed. outside the bed.

If an ordinary ghost was lying next to a person, the bed would be so cold that there would be no heat at all, but as soon as Xiao Yi, the living soul of Ziqi, the virtuous Jinguang Emperor, lay down, the heat would continuously flow to Dou Wen's body, making him so hot Push off the quilt.

He has always slept dishonestly, and formations have been set up outside the house in Youhuangli, which is really warm like spring all year round, day and night.

The next morning, the cock crowed and dawn broke.

Ye Luqian raised an aggressive and vigorous rooster, weighing ten catties, a bird of prey that could fight a weasel.This is also Ye Luqian's problem. Raising livestock always requires a male and a female. They are meant to eat meat, and it's too bad for the peace of the world not to give them a chance to breed.

He has no aptitude for cultivating Taoism at all, and he doesn't know how to read. He heard the master read it a few times, so he wrote it down.

The industrious Ye Gao quickly fed the poultry and livestock, re-lighted the mosquitoes before dawn, and woke up the single donkey who was sleeping soundly. The donkey was very angry and felt that he discriminated against the donkey. It is alone in pairs, wives and concubines in groups, and it is difficult to sleep alone.

In the past, Ye Luqian was also a hard-working person. After all, he lived alone in the mountains and had to do everything by himself, but it was the first time that he woke up so early without any guests. The reason was not because of the two women he brought back.

He, this is obsessed with lust.

She is obviously a woman who can become a grandmother in a few years, but he can't take his eyes away at the first glance, and he doesn't know how Yue Lao pulls the red line.

Sighing, he urged the donkey to grind the beans. In the morning, he had a steaming soy milk and bean curd. He ate a few pieces of stewed noodles, and next time he rolled the noodles with thick toppings. It was really delicious.

Naturally, Ye Luqian couldn't see the shimmering living soul following him when he was busy, and saw the extremely interested expression in his eyes when he washed, rinsed, lit the fire and cooked the rice, especially the smell wafting from the pot of cooking soy milk. I don't know whether the beans are better or the water is better, the bean fragrance is extremely mellow.Ye Luqian took a large spoon to scoop off the foam from time to time.Occasionally, he turned around and coughed, with a trace of gloom between his brows, looking like he was not in good health.

He twisted his waist joints and creaked, and at this moment, he preached diagonally: "It seems that you were not well yesterday. Could it be that you ran into a hard idea when you were a hero? Who are the mother and daughter? The people who chased them down Can it hurt you? You look like someone from our country with your accent and attire, but you’re actually from somewhere else, right?”

In recent years, several countries outside fought wars, and people who could not survive often escaped. Even Dou Wen's bamboo forest accidentally ran into many people.

Dou Wen leaned on the railing and jumped down. As soon as Xiao Yi walked away, the bed suddenly became cold, and he woke up. When he came out, the faint golden light and purple air were particularly conspicuous in the misty morning, and it was actually circling around Uncle Ye. What's so good about an old man who cooks.

Dou Wen confiscated his voice on purpose. If Mrs. Zhou didn't have a big heart and fell asleep on the first night, she must have heard, "Brother, I'm worried about you." He sat on a pile of dry firewood , A wooden thorn went into the root of the thigh, grinning in pain.

Ye Luqian smiled and said: "Well, when I grow up, I know that I am worried about my senior brother, and my master will smile at Jiuquan."

Dou Wen didn't think the master would be willing to smile at Jiuquan, he was old and shameless, lustful and greedy for wine and food, he insisted on not wanting to die, and finally had no choice, so he closed his eyes and went back to the west, and told him not to celebrate the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival , as long as he is free, he will fold ingots and burn them to him.

As soon as he saw Dou Wen coming, Sheng Hun approached him warmly, and stayed beside him, much more intimate than yesterday, Dou Wen raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, it was dark and no one saw him.He had bad intentions before, the other party's fate is so good, if he exchanged it for himself, wouldn't it be a great fortune, but it is estimated that the lack of strength will not only harm others but also hurt himself, so he has to endure it.Although it is said that doctors cannot heal themselves, and fortune tellers cannot read their own fortunes, it is not accurate. Dou Wen is very diligent in showing himself palm reading and divination. No, it’s like when a certain uncle whispered to his son when he was young: Don’t hang out with Dou Wen, you’ll be in trouble if you get distracted by him.

Uncle Tang said it very implicitly, this badness is not bad virtue, but good or bad fate.

He was good to him, that is, the old man like the senior brother and the bad old man like the master. He thought about Mrs. Zhou, why did he feel that he was not good enough for the senior brother? Could it be that the sows turned into diabolical cicadas after staying in the ravine for a long time?

Seeing Ye Luqian dragging his sick body to work, Dou Wen felt distressed and at the same time felt a little jealous, "Just eat whatever you want." He said helping to pick up the filtered bean dregs.

Pour pots of boiled bean juice on the linen cloth, squeeze out the juice and pour the bean dregs into the bucket, and fry it with minced meat, which is also a delicious dish.

"Brother, you might as well follow me..."

After my words, my words stopped, Dou Wen looked at Old Master Ye enjoying himself, and kept his mouth shut.