Chapter 521: Fateful Encounter
"Okay!" Li Shengshi choked with tears in his eyes.
"Well, Ling'er wants to eat too!" The little milk turtle came out and said cheerfully: "Ling'er wants to eat a lot, and he wants to eat what his father has made with his own hands!"
"You little snack!" Wang Zijia scratched her white jade head lovingly.
"Yes, I'm almost getting fat!"
"You're the fat one, my stinky brother is a big fat pig!"
"Piggy Turtle! So fat!"
"Dad, look at my stinky brother bullying me!"
"Ha ha······"
Beside the clear stream, the afternoon sunshine is just right, and the family of three is laughing and talking, just like ordinary people, grilling meat, eating with laughter, full of warmth!
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It was noisy for half the afternoon, leaving an unforgettable picnic time.
In the past three months, Wang Zijia has made almost every effort to entertain her two children. She has used all the routines and games from her previous life.
Now the two children's attachment to Wang Zijia has surpassed that of an old father.
After finishing the meal, Wang Zijia watched the baby and the turtle playing wildly with each other with a bright smile on his face.
Towards evening, Wang Zijia lay on her back on the top of the tree, with her hands behind her head, one leg stretched out and the other bent, pressing the top of a tree into a crescent moon.
While wandering around, looking at the sunset in the sky, it was rare to be leisurely.
"Dad, dad, please come and take a look. The smelly brother has picked up a man."
At this time, the little turtle, who was playing by the stream in the distance and had already gone upstream, suddenly shouted.
Wang Zijia's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a swaying tree top that kept swinging.
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The next moment, Wang Zijia arrived at the upper reaches of the stream.
I saw Li Shengshi sitting by the stream at the moment, and a young man was lying on the ground next to him.
It looked like he had just fished it out of the river. The little milk turtle was floating aside, looking at it with curiosity.
Since March, it is no longer afraid of people.
However, he is still wary of strangers. Obviously, prenatal education is very powerful.
When Wang Zijia came to him, he discovered that lying on the ground was a dark-skinned young man, dressed in coarse linen clothes. He looked like a farmer who collected herbs in the mountains.
It must have been that while collecting herbs, I accidentally fell off a cliff. Fortunately, I landed in the river or pond upstream, so I didn't burp.
When Li Shengshi saw Wang Zijia coming, he got out of the way.
Wang Zijia squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand and tapped his chest twice.
"Ahem!" As his magic power fluctuated slightly, the dark-skinned and strong young farmer who was pretending to be dead coughed instantly.
A little turbid water spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly woke up.
"Ah, he's really alive!" the little turtle exclaimed.
The dark, muscular young man raised his head blankly, and his consciousness gradually returned.
What catches the eye is an immortal with an extraordinary temperament, a beautiful sapphire turtle floating in the air who can talk, and looking at him curiously, and a young man.
He was stunned again, but he immediately came back to his senses and said respectfully: "Thank you to the immortals for saving my life!"
Wang Zijia glanced at the other party indifferently, ignored him, turned around and returned to the treetop to rest.
"Where do you live? Are you a drug farmer nearby? Do you want us to take you back?" Li Shengshi has experienced disaster relief work in March and is already very familiar with these things.
The swarthy young man's originally frightened expression dimmed, and he said sadly: "If we go back to Shangxian, the younger one comes from the Xixi Village about ten miles ahead. Now the village has been destroyed. The village suffered a disaster before, and the younger one just happened to go out to collect herbs. Only then was he spared.”
"Now the villagers don't dare to go back and are hiding in the mountains. I was too hungry today and wanted to go up the cliff to step on some mountain fruits. But I was so hungry that I accidentally lost my footing and fell into the pool. Thank you to the little fairy for saving my life."
As he spoke, he thanked Li Shengshi and bowed.
Li Shengshi was silent for a moment and then said: "What is your name? Do you want us to take you to the nearest city? I should be able to find a place for you to settle down."
"When I return to Shangxian, my name is Nong Shaoyong. I don't know what to do now." The dark-skinned young man said blankly.
He looked dark and well built, but he was probably not very old, maybe fifteen years old.
"brush!"
The two people who were having a conversation paused, and Wang Zijia, who had left, suddenly appeared next to him. He looked at the dark-skinned young man and asked, "What did you say your name was?"
"If I go back to the immortal, my name is Nong Shaoyong!" the swarthy young man replied cautiously.
Hearing this, Wang Zijia's pupils glowed with golden aura and looked at Nong Shaoyong.
‘You really have spiritual roots, and they are at the highest level, close to the top level. ’
So the last of the five giants of Changbao and the founding of the country: Li Wang Nong Shaoyong, are they finally here?
I have been rescuing refugees for three months, and I have been searching deliberately, but I have not been able to find a qualified target. My love is waiting here!
Why does it feel like Tang Sheng’s team is gathering together?
Does that mean I'm about to return to the west?
The adoptive father sacrifices to heaven, and his magic power is boundless?
Wang Zijia looked at the dark, muscular young man in front of him, his thoughts a little divergent.
"Brother Ninth, is there any problem?" Li Shengshi asked when Wang Zijia looked at Nong Shaoyong without saying a word.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "There is no problem, I just suddenly discovered that this baby has spiritual roots and is extremely talented."
As he spoke, he looked at Nong Shaoyong and said, "Since you have nowhere to go, would you like to practice with me?"
Nong Shaoyong was stunned, and immediately kowtowed to Wang Zijia: "Greetings to the immortal!"
Li Shengshi looked at Wang Zijia in confusion. They have recruited many people in the past few months, but they have never seen such a caring person.
Wang Zijia nodded with a smile and said, "You said your village suffered a disaster? Do you know what disaster it was?"
"To answer the immortal, I don't know. I went out to collect herbs and vaguely heard the villagers crying in the mountains. Later, I climbed to the top of the cliff and looked at the village. I found that it had become a ruin. I didn't dare to go back!"
Nong Shaoyong seemed to think of something terrible while speaking, and replied with a trembling body.
"You are alert!" Come to think of it, in this chaotic world, it is difficult for those who are not smart to survive. "Come on, take me to the village to have a look."
After speaking, Wang Zijia had rolled up a few children and flew into the sky.
Nong Shaoyong suddenly came to the sky, his face turned pale and his legs trembled with fear.
But he still managed to maintain his composure, which was much better than most people.
He felt Wang Zijia's inquiring eyes and immediately pointed in a direction.
Wang Zijia turned into a rainbow light and fled in that direction like lightning.
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After a few breaths, the ruined village appeared in front of him. The whole ruins looked like it had been ravaged by something.
In the sunset, there were still several skeletons moving in the ruins.
Looking at the skeletons, Nong Shaoyong instinctively trembled twice.
Obviously, it was after discovering these things that he dared not return to the village.
Wang Zijia showed an expression of as expected, and subconsciously looked at Nong Shaoyong.
If the ghost of time appeared in a big city with tens of millions of people, countless people would die.
In such a small mountain village with only a dozen households, it was inevitable that a ghost would appear and be destroyed.
However, this guy not only survived, but was also rescued by Li Shengshi after falling off the cliff, and was favored by himself.
This series of adventures and identity background... He must be a man of great luck!
Not the protagonist, but almost!
No wonder he later became one of the five giants of Changbao!
While thinking, Wang Zijia's mind spread rapidly. After a while, he followed the traces and fled to the mountains with Ji Wa.
As for the skeletons in the village, of course, they were killed by Wang Zijia.
Along the way, Wang Zijia encountered many skeleton beasts, which were also killed by Wang Zijia.
After walking for a long time, he kept searching for traces.
After a while, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up. With a unique perception, Wang Zijia found the ghost.
Out of caution, Wang Zijia first sealed Ji Wa habitually, then hid his body and fled towards the ghost.
This is a farmer. What surprised Wang Zijia was that he was not a skinny guy, or not completely.
The man was skinny, and his clothes were torn in the forest. He became a beggar. The whole person looked like a thousand-year-old mummy that had just crawled out of the ground.
What caught Wang Zijia's attention was that the other party's body was covered with dense silver cracks, like a mummy ceramic that was about to break.
'A ghost with special abilities? 'Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up slightly.
The rat ghost before had left a deep impression on him.
Hiding his figure, he flashed behind it and wanted to behead it with a sword.
But as soon as he flashed behind it, the ghost noticed it, turned around suddenly, and smashed Wang Zijia with a lightning claw.
The body shield quickly crystallized, and what made Wang Zijia's pupils shrink was that with the strong space fluctuations on his mummy-like palm, Wang Zijia's crystallized shield directly cracked.
No!
It was the space in front of Wang Zijia that cracked along with the power of his palm. It was as if the silver-white cracks on his body extended out.
The whole body was lit up with spiritual light, and Wang Zijia subconsciously retreated dozens of feet. However, the ghost appeared beside Wang Zijia almost at the same time.
'Space flash? ! '
Wang Zijia was slightly shocked, and instinctively used the most useful move to deal with ghosts.
'Taoism: Heavy Mountain Thorns! ’
The next moment, with Wang Zijia as the center, the gravity changed in the surrounding dozens of meters, and the strong pressure made the ghost stop moving for a moment.
The next moment, the ground was strongly sucked, and the long spear pierced out like a spear.
"Puff!"
The two spears pierced the ghost, but the ghost did not die. The power of the whole body was rioting, and the silver cracks spread to the surrounding void.
Wang Zijia flipped his hand fiercely, and a golden seal, with a heavy weight like a mountain, fell on his head.
"Bang Bang!"
After hitting it four or five times in a row, Wang Zijia stopped.
"Hu..."
The golden seal dissipated, and seeing the silent mummy in the center, Wan Zi breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The seemingly short fight, Wang Zijia was frightened and broke into a cold sweat.