Xiaotian's legs were floating, and the child in front of him was much bigger than the cat cat last time, and it looked difficult to deal with.

Suddenly the child handed over the snacks.

Uh, I met someone who was even more cowardly than me. Xiaotian grabbed it with one mouthful, walked to the side, poked out his big red tongue, and started eating it one by one.

Xiaofei patted his undulating chest with his hands and took out a bag of snacks from behind. He struggled to open the bag, took out a strip of cookies, put them in his mouth, and bit them, with a happy smile on his face.

But he ignored Xiaotian's eating speed, and when he was eating the third strip-shaped biscuit, Xiaotian came over again.

Compared to the last time, Xiaotian walked more imposingly. He stalked his head high, stopped from time to time, and showed his white teeth, which was so scaring that the child was crying.

Needless to say, Xiao Fei was scared and put the snack bag on the ground with a look of reluctance and fear.

Xiaotian walked closer and did not leave. He started eating by himself. It was clear that he continued after eating.

"Dao, Taoist priest..."

Xiaofei finally cried out for help.

Cao Yi, who was changing his clothes, looked up and saw Xiaotian, and immediately understood. Xiaotian finished his own snacks and snatched the children's.

When I came back just now, in order to appease Xiaofei, Cao Yi took out the snacks he bought before leaving New York - actually Xiaotian's food.

Of course, when I gave Xiaofei, I gave Xiaotian a double portion, but I didn't expect that after finishing eating, this guy was thinking about someone else's.

"Ahem"

Cao Yi let out two light coughs.

Xiaotian turned his head and looked at Cao Yi with a little disdain in his eyes. In the Taoist temple, it was the least afraid of Cao Yi. No matter how many things it bites, Cao Yi would not hit it, obviously because he was afraid of it.

"Hey, this little look, I have to deal with you today."

Cao Yi put his clothes on the stone table and strode over.

A hint of panic flashed in Xiaotian's eyes, but he still insisted on standing there without moving. His head was raised high, his teeth were exposed, and he issued a warning.

Bang! A big slap on the head.

Xiaotian was stunned for a few seconds, and crystal tears burst out from his eyes, sobbing and trembling.

"Cry?"

Cao Yi didn't expect that his slap would have this effect.

Although I have seen Erha who was beaten and cried by his master and bullied by his fellow men on the Internet, this is the first time I have seen him in reality.

Xiaotian lay on the ground, turned his head to the side, and sobbing even more than before.

"Look at you for grievance"

Cao Yi shook his head in a hilarious way and walked back.

This slap finally made Xiaotian understand that the existence of the Taoist food chain at the bottom of the Taoist temple was not afraid of it or was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Because he was taught a lesson, Xiaotian didn't dare to snatch Xiaofei's snacks.

In this way, the Taoist temple spent the day quietly.

Cao Yi also changed the old Taoist robe to a smaller size. Speaking of which, needlework is really a waste of time.

The next day, it was almost noon, and the drizzle was hazy, like silk, like fog, and like smoke.

In the room, Cao Yi was lying on the bed, his mind was drowsy, and his body felt chills, as if he was seriously ill.

At the door of the Taoist temple, Xiang Liang, Xiang Yu, and Yi Xiaochuan, wearing straw raincoats, came to visit again.

Yi Xiaochuan stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Bang bang bang bang...

But after a while, the door opened and a very cute little head was poked out.

"Who are you?"

When Yi Xiaochuan saw that he was a harmless Taoist boy, he was happy and bent down and said, "Little kid, we are here to visit the Taoist priest. Please inform me."

Xiaofei ohed and closed the door, and a trotting sound went away.

Not long after, the sound of trotting came, and the door opened a gap again. Xiaofei poked out his little head and said panting: "The Taoist priest is still sleeping."

"Not getting up yet"

Yi Xiaochuan scratched his head.

"It's been so late, and I haven't gotten up yet."

Xiang Yu got in a mouthful.

"Stop talking, don't be rude!"

Xiang Liang glared at Xiang Yu.

He felt increasingly that he needed to teach this reckless nephew well.

"Uncle, this hermit is so lazy, what's the use of us asking him back? If we march in the future, more than 100,000 troops will have to wait for him to get up before they can set off."

Xiang Yu argued.

Xiang Liang was silent. He actually felt that this hermit was too lazy. It was almost noon and he was still staying in bed.

"Little Taoist boy, can we go in and wait? Look, it's raining outside and we're all wet."

Yi Xiaochuan bent down with a gentle smile on his face.

Xiaofei hesitated for a while, nodded, and opened the door with difficulty.

The three of them walked in.

...

In the room, Cao Yi, who was lying on the bed, kept releasing golden air with the position of his heart as the center, as if he was baptizing.

"What's wrong with me? Is it a psychic?"

Cao Yi's heart moved and remembered the sequelae of the last psychic communication.

As if it was confirmation, when facing Yelu Zhigu, the cold aura suddenly appeared on the upper body. However, it was soon dispelled by the power from the golden elixir.

"This is the statue of the Three Pure Dao Ancestor!"

A voice with obvious surprise came.

Yi Xiaochuan and the others are here.

Cao Yi wanted to get up, but his body was out of control.

"Xiaochuan, what is the Three Pure Dao Ancestor?"

A thick man's voice sounded.

He is not very old, so it is undoubtedly Xiang Yu.

"The Three-Purity Dao Ancestor, uh, forget it, it's too complicated and I can't explain it clearly for a while."

Yi Xiaochuan's voice sounded again.

"Noisy"

A voice that was obviously quite old sounded.

Silence was restored outside.

For one quarter, two quarters, three quarters of an hour, the groggy feeling faded away.

Cao Yi sat up with force.

He got out of bed slowly and tidied up his Taoist robe. Cao Yi walked out with a slightly pale face.

Opposite, under the eaves of the temple, there were three middle-aged people standing, one with three beards and wearing gray cloth clothes; one was tall and burly, with a tough and a little impatient expression; the other had a very relaxed expression on his face, as if he was traveling.

These three people should be Xiang Liang, Xiang Yu, and Yi Xiaochuan.

"Those three?"

Cao Yi bowed and asked.

When he heard the sound, Xiang Liang was the first to react.

He quickly walked out of the eaves, stood in the drizzle and bowed, "Go to Xiang Liang, I pay homage to you, I don't want you to be ill and offend me."

Xiang Yu and Yi Xiaochuan, who were a little slower, bowed and bowed.

"Ahem, go to the temple to speak"

Cao Yi coughed a few times and walked into the temple lightly.

The three followed up.

In the temple, there are no tables and chairs, only a few half-old futons.

Cao Yi sat down cross-legged with his back facing the statue of the Taoist Ancestor of the Three Qingshou.

The six countries regard the left as the most important, and Xiang Liang and the other three knelt on the left.
To be continued...