In the evening, the sun was full of light and hot, and slowly sank with reluctance. The orange-red rays, with the few remaining temperatures, quickly spread throughout the earth from the western sky.

Xinye, this city with Liu Bei's management for six or seven years and a little bit of military town atmosphere, was silent at this time, like a dead land where living beings died.

“Small…”

A sharp and harsh eagle scream came from the sky.

After a while, a carving with wings spread out over the woods hundreds of steps away, with an adult-tall eagle.

Where it flies, a huge black shadow will be left on the ground, which reminds people of the sentence in "Xiaoyaoyou" - its wings are like clouds hanging over the sky.

Suddenly, it came to the ground, and the strong wind brought the loess on the ground flew.

With a muffled sound, it landed on the ground, and its bulging chest kept rising and falling.

"Flying five miles"

Cao Yi walked out of the woods with a little helpless look on his face.

The more than a hundred miles from Xiangyang to Xinye, Xiaotian flew six times.

Flying three miles at a time.

Flying two miles three times.

Flying four miles at one time.

The farthest one is now, and it has been flying five miles.

As a carver with spiritual power, flying like this makes people speechless and puzzled.

The Great Eagle, or Xiaotian, immediately stopped panting when he heard Cao Yi's words, raised his head and chest, raised his mouth, looked arrogant.

“It’s time to lose weight”

When Cao Yi passed by it, he left a sentence.

It made Xiaotian scream with groaning and dissatisfied.

It seems to be saying that you don't understand the situation at all.

Soon, Cao Yi came to the city gate and looked at Xinye on the city wall, two words, and walked into the city.

On both sides are empty buildings, and in the middle is a bluestone road of hundreds of steps. The ground is full of messy things, giving people the impression that it is a city that was abandoned when the military and civilians retreated in a hurry.

After one stick of incense.

Cao Yi, who had walked a few streets, stopped in front of a yard that was not very good.

After looking at it for a few seconds, nodded: "That's it."

The half-closed door opened automatically like life, revealing a quiet courtyard.

There are two trees planted in the yard, one is a jujube tree and the other is a locust tree.

Next to the jujube tree, there was a stone pot with a lot of grain left on it. Obviously, the owner left in a hurry.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up. In the yard, dust was flying.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaotian rushed in from above the courtyard wall.

Cao Yi raised his hand and waved it in front of his mouth and nose, saying, "Come around Xinye City for a few times to see if there are any suspicious people."

Xiaotian tilted his head and looked at Cao Yi in confusion.

"It's the same person as you and me."

Cao Yi left a word and pushed the door into a house.

Xiaotian screamed strangely, indicating that he understood, then flapped his wings and sent out of the courtyard.

In the simple furnishing room, Cao Yi opened the lid of the purple gold and red gourd and put himself in.

This is the size of two double bedrooms, with an area of ​​about 40 square meters.

On one side there are mixed things, and on the other side there is a small piece of land, various spiritual herbs are planted.

Cao Yi sat cross-legged and used the Golden Liquid and Alchemy method to absorb the spiritual energy of plants and trees. Tonight, he might meet the pre-Qin Qi training man, and he must maintain his best condition.

Not long after practicing, a discomfort felt in the Dantian.

When I looked inside, the grass and trees spiritual energy encountered the cluster of flames and became the fire spiritual energy after burning.

The cluster of flames was like a greedy child, constantly devouring the spiritual energy of the plants and trees, making the spiritual energy of the plants and trees very manic.

"It must be separated from them"

After trying several times without success, Cao Yi stopped absorbing the aura of grass and trees, got up, and went out of the purple gold and red gourd.

It was already dark and the room was pitch black.

Cao Yi took out a classic and started reading it silently.

After a quarter of an hour, a slight sound of footsteps and the sound of climbing over the wall and falling to the ground came.

Cao Yi ignored it.

After a while, the door creaked and was pushed open.

A young man who looked like an eleven or twelve year old and dressed in a ragged dress walked in.

Cao Yi saw that he was not like the owner of this family and did not say anything.

Because the room was pitch black, the boy didn't see Cao Yi. He touched the inner room and rummaged through the cabinets, as if he was looking for something.

A moment later, the boy returned, sat on the ground and covered his stomach and said, "One, there is no food at all, I'm almost starving to death."

After saying that, the boy lay on the ground, touched a ball of soft things with his hand, pinched it, exclaimed in surprise, then picked it up and put it to his mouth and took it and took it: "Steamed, steamed cakes are so delicious."

Then, he started eating voraciously.

After eating, the boy continued to touch.

"There are two more, one steamed cake"

"Yes, it's green plum, so sour"

"There is a pot of water, water"

The boy is happier the more he eats.

"Are you full"

A faint voice rang out.

"There is a ghost"

The boy's butt jumped up like a spring, rushed outward, accidentally hit the door frame, and squatted down with a whimper with a whimper.

Cao Yi smiled and turned his head to see an oil lamp with oil stains on the table beside him.

Pulling out your fingers, a flame jumped out. When you lit the oil lamp, the room was immediately covered by dim light. It was very beautiful with the antique room.

"bright"

The boy suddenly stood up and turned around.

Seeing that Cao Yi was dressed very well, his face was less fearful, and his eyes turned a few times and said, "I'm sorry, I thought no one left at your house, so I came in."

Cao Yi glanced at the young man and asked, "Why don't you go south with Liu Yuzhou?"

The boy glanced at Cao Yi and said carefully: "I'm waiting for my mother."

Cao Yi nodded and asked again: "What's the name?"

When the boy heard Cao Yi ask about his name, he thought Cao Yi was going to pursue it, so he turned his head and ran away. Somehow, he hit the door frame again, and yelled, covered his forehead and squatted down.

"What's the name?"

Cao Yi asked again.

The boy stood up slowly, turned around, and grunted for a long time before saying, "Pu, Pu"

This is named after this name!

Cao Yi smiled and said, "Where is the last name?"

The boy peeked at Cao Yi and said with shame: "Subject, surname Deng"

The surname is Deng!

Stutter!

At the age of eleven or twelve!

Cao Yi looked up and down at the young man for a while and said, "You are from Jiyang, your ancestors are from a large clan. My father died early. It was your mother who brought you up, right?"

The boy's mouth was half open, his face full of incredible.

Cao Yi opened the lid of the gourd, and thought about it. Three plates of steamed buns and a pot of water appeared on the table.

“I haven’t eaten enough yet”

The boy, or little Deng Ai, swallowed his saliva, walked over, thanked him, sat down, held a steamed bun in one hand and a kettle in the other, and started to eat and drink in big mouthfuls.
Chapter completed!