I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 137 Someone Wants to Come to Biyou Village

Biyou Village.

In the self-cultivation hall, a brand-new khaki-colored self-cultivation furnace has begun to take shape, and many flowers are knocking up and down, making a crisp knocking sound.

There were two simple folding beds next to the stove, and Zhuge Qing was sleeping soundly on one bed with his feet on his back, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and talking in his sleep from time to time.

There are several buckets of water piled up beside the bed, and there are also dishes and chopsticks that have not been disposed of after eating.

Ma Xianhong, with long gray hair and wearing white clothes and white trousers, is quickly drawing a design on the blueprint. The pen tip scratches the rough paper, making a thin rubbing sound, which is like the sound of heaven in Ma Xianhong's ears.

Both his eyes had obvious dark circles, exactly the same as Zhuge Qing who was sleeping, his pale face was tired with naked eyes, but his eyes didn't look tired at all, instead they became more and more excited.

"It's done!"

After drawing the last stroke with the tip of the pen, Ma Xianhong threw down the pen excitedly.

"This is the structure of the perfect self-cultivation stove! A steady stream of ideas... I have never experienced such a smooth feeling, it is really wonderful like never before!"

Picking up the paper in front of him, Ma Xianhong checked the details of the design with almost fanatical eyes.

"It won't take much time..." He turned his head to look at Zhuge Qing who was sleeping, and said excitedly, "Brother Zhuge, see if my design is suitable!"

"I changed and changed this modular layout before I found the perfect solution. I wonder if it meets your formation requirements?"

Zhuge Qing didn't respond.

"Brother Zhuge, wake up!" While admiring his own design, Ma Xianhong stretched out his hand and pushed Zhuge Qing next to him.

Zhuge Qing pushed Ma Xianhong's hand away weakly, and said vaguely: "Don't make trouble..."

Then turned over and went back to sleep.

"Don't sleep!" Ma Xianhong pulled Zhuge Qing up, "Brother Zhuge, take a quick look at the design, if there is no problem, I will immediately complete the self-cultivation furnace according to this layout!"

Being pulled up, Zhuge Qing opened his eyes in a daze, yawned heavily, and said helplessly, "Master Martha, I haven't closed my eyes for a day and a night, even the donkeys of the production team are not so squeezed... come again I'm going to die suddenly."

"You can rest soon!" Ma Xianhong slammed the complete design on Zhuge Qing's face, "Brother Zhuge, take a look at the crystallization of the two of us in one day and one night!"

"After working hard, I finally finished this thing. If there are no problems, then I can hand over the construction of the stove to Ruhua. The perfect self-cultivation stove can be built in a short time!"

"The crystallization of our day and night... why does this sound a bit wrong?" Zhuge Qing lazily took the drawing, wiped his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

Although his face is still tired visible to the naked eye, but once he starts to do things, he is not sloppy, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and he has become the shrewd and capable Zhuge Qing with a lot of thoughts like a fox.

"The previous self-cultivation stove had a lot of flaws. The ability and achievement depend entirely on the person who runs the stove, so the person who runs the stove must be someone with excellent aptitude and talent." For a foreigner like my brother and Daoist Wang Ye who have achieved success in cultivation, there is not much improvement."

"But once the perfect self-cultivation furnace is successfully built, even characters like Brother Zhuge and Daoist Wang Ye can be improved!"

Zhuge Qing gestured a few times on the design drawing with his fingers: "I know, I know, how many times have you said this? Don't draw big cakes again, if you do a few more times, I will be overwhelmed."

"Hehe, I didn't tell a lie." Ma Xianhong stroked his long hair and said with a smile, "If you use a root vessel as the stove holder, then on the day when the perfect self-cultivation stove is born, as long as brother Zhuge Qing is willing, he will surely It can elevate Brother Zhuge to an unimaginable level!"

"Come on, I'm clear about my own affairs. Although your self-cultivation furnace is powerful, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's wonderful, but it may not be suitable for me. I have my own here..." Zhuge Qing handed the blueprint back to Ma Xianhong, He lay back again, closed his eyes and said, "No problem, it can be built."

Ma Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put away the design drawings.

Zhuge Qing said again: "By the way, those people like Zhang Chulan are obviously not kind. If you lock yourself here to design a self-cultivation furnace, don't you worry about your own village?"

"Everyone can come here, I am open and frank, and there is nothing to be ashamed of." Ma Xianhong said casually.

When he gave an order, those who were beating and knocking, some loose like flowers, got busy in an orderly manner, some carried materials, some smelted materials, and some began to assemble various parts, as smooth as a factory assembly line.

"What does it have to do with whether you are frank or not?" Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Ma Xianhong, "Aren't you afraid that the village will be gone when you go out?"

Ma Xianhong laughed and said: "They have such great abilities? Don't underestimate my upper root organ."

"Don't underestimate those people." Zhuge Qing closed his eyes again, "Everyone is not simple, and with the scourge of Busha Bilian and Zhang Chulan, I won't be surprised to find that the village is gone when you go out."

Ma Xianhong was about to speak when he suddenly heard a shout from outside the Xiushen Hall.

"Ma Xianhong, are you there?"

……

"It's all said, the leader is not free, if there is something to do, wait until the leader leaves the customs."

Outside the Slim Pavilion, a stone popped out of the hand of Zhong Xiaolong, who had purple hair and earrings.

"You have to wait. Who knows when he will come out? As I said, I only go to Ma Xianhong when I have something urgent. Otherwise, do you think I have nothing to do and come here to find something?"

The disheveled Wang also smashed the stones with his fist, his face was still listless, as if he had just got up from the bed.

"Don't you just have nothing to do? From staying in the village, Mr. Wang Ye, are you sleeping and wandering around?" Zhong Xiaolong stood on the steps of the Xiushen Pavilion, crossing his arms, "Mr. Wang Ye, don't It’s a waste of effort, you won’t be able to see the leader until he leaves the customs.”

"Oh, I really have something to do...why don't you believe me?"

Wang also sighed, and shouted loudly like Xiushen Pavilion: "Ma Xianhong, if you are alive, let me know, I really have something important to see you."

A few stones flew towards Wang Ye again.

Wang also backed away.

A huge figure rushed from behind, before the person arrived, the shadow under the sunlight had already shrouded Wang Ye.

As if there was an eye growing behind him, Wang also avoided it flexibly again.

The burly man with a crew cut and a rough face, with the typical northern features, rushed into the air, but did not continue to attack, but turned around and stared at Wang Ye.

Zhong Xiaolong snorted coldly: "Master Wang Ye, if you disturb the leader's retreat again, don't blame us..."

The door of the Xiushen Pavilion was suddenly opened, and Ma Xianhong walked out barefoot.

"It's okay, little dragon."

"Master?"

Zhong Xiaolong and the strong man looked at Ma Xianhong at the same time.

"I'm useless, I didn't stop Daoist Wang Ye, and disturbed the leader's retreat." Zhong Xiaolong said ashamedly.

"It doesn't matter." Ma Xianhong waved his hand, and said to Wang Ye, "Is there something urgent for Daoist Wang to find me? Is he deciding to join my Biyou Village and become a member of Shanggenqi? Then Ma Xianhong is very welcome .”

"You think too much." Wang also took out his mobile phone and threw it to Ma Xianhong, "Someone asked me to be an intermediary and wanted to have a few words with you."

"Oh? Talk to me?" Ma Xianhong, who caught the phone, glanced at the phone and put it to his ear full of doubts.

"Master Ma?" A gentle male voice came from the phone.

Ma Xianhong was so embarrassed that he picked his toes on the ground when he heard a stranger address him as "Master Ma", and subconsciously corrected him: "I don't dare to be the leader, just call me Ma Xianhong."

After saying this, he asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

Two words came out of the phone: "Lu Zhen."

"Lu..." Ma Xianhong was taken aback, "Lu Zhen? The one from the Lu family..."

"Yes, it's me."

Reducing the surprise on his face, Ma Xianhong began to think about the meaning of the call: "I don't seem to have anything to do with you, so why are you looking for me? I heard that you once dealt with Zhang Chulan, and it was for Zhang Chulan. Come? If so..."

"No, it has nothing to do with Zhang Chulan, I'm here just for you."

A few minutes later, looking at the backs of Wang Ye and Zhong Zilong, Ma Xianhong frowned: "What is he doing here? Is it really as simple as he said?"

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, and turned around and entered the Xiushen Pavilion impatiently.

"If that Lu Zhen arrives, please notify me directly."

"Okay, Master!" The strong man standing outside the Xiushen Pavilion nodded in response.

……

"Hey, old Wang, don't you recharge your batteries today?" Zhang Chulan on the side of the road greeted Wang with a smile.

Feng Baobao was squatting on the stone on the side of the road, staring intently at the socially-phobic middle-aged man called Lao Meng not far away and Chen Duo cautiously getting close.

The dog named Chen Junyan wagged its tail eagerly beside Lao Meng.

"Almost forgot about you." Wang Ye paused, glanced at Chen Duo's direction, then looked at Zhang Chulan, touched his chin and said, "You changed your number, or didn't you bring your original phone?"

"Mobile phone?" Zhang Chulan blinked in confusion.

"Let me just say, why did you find me instead of you!" Wang Ye grabbed Zhang Chulan's shoulders and dragged him away, "You come too!"

Zhang Chulan was dragged away for a few steps in confusion, before struggling, "Where are you going? Old Wang, you have to make things clear, right? You are so panicked, I panicked too..."

"It's really panic..." Wang also sighed, "An unexpected change happened again. I don't know whether it is good or bad, but I always feel uneasy."

"I'm going, Lao Wang, don't scare me! I can't help being scared!" Zhang Chulan gasped, "You half-immortal is not at ease anymore? Could it be that the sky is going to collapse?"

"The sky won't fall, you'll know later, just go pick someone up." Wang Ye said, "It should be a surprise for you? Maybe..."

"Wait!" Zhang Chulan turned her head and shouted to Feng Baobao, "Sister Baoer, don't look! We should go!"

　I read the Biyou Village article, so I was delayed for some time~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)