The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

The black-clothed guard stepped forward and asked, "Master, are you going back after today's hunt?"

Xiao Yun asked without answering, "Where are the things?"

Then Song Qishu witnessed the magic moment, a group of men in black uniformly carried a bunch of "jumpy" game for Xiao Yun to inspect.

Xiao Yun saw that they were some common prey, and there were not too many or too many of them. She nodded in satisfaction. What she wanted was that others would not see anything, "Hold it carefully, just keep your mouth shut, you know?"

The guards said they heard it.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yun thought of Song Qishu who was still in a daze, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Song, what are we doing today?"

Song Qishu didn't like it in his heart, well, he really guessed right, it was all a trick, he used the hunting as a shield, and he also hooked up with him by the way.

"Dang, of course it's hunting, what else can it be, I'll get in the car first."

Embarrassed, she got into the car and saw a familiar person, Yuanyang was packing up her things, seeing Song Qishu habitually smiling and looking at him with a smile.

At this moment, he felt that the mandarin ducks were simply not relatives, they were better than relatives, at least they had a lot more conscience than that Xiao Yun, and they dared to threaten him, who the hell!

Xiao Yun then also got into the car, stepped in, remembered something, raised the curtain and instructed, "Go straight back to the house."

"Yes."

The wheels of the carriage started to grumble again as they had when they came here. Yuanyang turned his eyes, looked at Xiao Yun who was resting with his eyes closed, and then at Song Qishu with a sad face, and lightly lit a soothing incense.

The incense was a gift from an adult last time when he was a guest. Because it has the effect of calming the mind, it has been kept in the carriage. Whenever she thinks about it, she will light one. In comparison, it is just an ordinary consumable, no different from a needle or a teacup.

Because there is no wind in the car, the smoke of the incense rises in a straight line. If you are interested, you will find out where the magic of this incense is. If you don’t ask carefully, it is colorless and tasteless, which meets your personal needs. If you are more curious After smelling it, I was able to accidentally ask about my favorite flavor.

It's amazing...

At first Song Qishu was still struggling to let himself fall asleep, but with the help of the long-awaited relaxation and fragrance, he still drooped his head little by little, as if he was not asleep.

Yuanyang secretly heaved a sigh of relief. From just now, she felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was not quite right, so she was a little clever, but now she is much more comfortable. In her eyes, Xiao Yun is superior, and Song Qishu is rare. It is rare for Shizi to talk like this. If she doesn't do something, she will definitely not be the one who regrets it.

Halfway through the carriage, there was a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and then the guard watched Song Qishu jump out of the carriage, and disappeared without a trace in a short trot.

"Go home, I'll get off here and go straight home."

The guards weren't unable to stop them, but rather hesitant. Song Qishu and Xiao Yun got along pretty well on the surface. If they fought lightly or slightly, they would be the ones who would die at the time.

"My son..." the black-clothed guard said hesitantly.

Xiao Yun glanced at Song Qishu's running back, smiled instead of anger, and waved his hands indifferently, "Let him go, go back home."

The guards in black touched their foreheads. Fortunately, they had the eyesight to see that no force was used, otherwise it would be a disaster, "Yes!"

It was getting dark, and Song Qishu regretted not long after he got off the carriage. He knew that they had sent them to the entrance of the village, and now he had to go by himself, but there was nothing he could do after getting off, so he had to follow the road as if he were shopping. Walking back, walking halfway, I happened to see a group of people chattering around in the middle of the road, and I didn't know what they were watching.

"This kid is a real god!"

"Not necessarily. If Li Banxian didn't come today, no matter how you say it, he wouldn't be embarrassed."

"It makes sense, brother, you can see it clearly, then Li Banxian's beard is straight up when he sees this man?"

"Create a crime, make a crime!"

When Song Qishu heard the name of his cheap master, he squeezed his way into the crowd curiously. It was really amazing. The handsome young man in white set up a stall and was serious about fortune-telling. The same canvas, but different characters .

"Li Banxian, who is trying to catch fame?" Song Qishu read out the above words one by one without any haste, fortunately he knew these words.

Casually poking the arm of a passerby beside him, he asked curiously, "What is this guy doing? He looks very powerful."

Although he was still a little secretly happy when someone harassed Old Man Li, but no matter what, Old Man Li was very kind to him. If he really encountered such a ignorant person, he would still stand by Old Man Li's side.

They are all magic sticks, who is better at pretending?

"You just come, this kid is amazing, he has been here since the morning, clamoring that Li Banxian is a liar, saying that he is a master, and he started to set up a stall if he looks good, I don't know where he came from, the young master, He looks white and tender." The passer-by said with emotion, obviously his balance was also leaning towards Old Man Li.

A child is hairless and can't do things well, and old man Li with a white beard and fluttering fairy spirit is the image of a master in the eyes of ordinary people.

Song Qishu grabbed the fruit he bought at the stall just now, and watched the reactions of these people with relish. Could it be that this kid really has two brushes? Seeing how excited the people who were looking for him were, they almost took him as a pawn. The living ancestors made offerings.

After throwing away the trash, he swaggered to queue in front of the stall, because someone still remembered him from the past few days, seeing that he couldn't help calling Li Banxian's apprentice twice, that kid looked up instantly as if he had installed a motor, and didn't Showed to the person in front of him, his fiery eyes fixed on Song Qishu.

"Let's go, I'll only show that boy today." He pointed at Song Qishu with his finger.

"What, why did you ask him to jump in line?" Everyone lined up well, but suddenly let them go like this, feeling quite dissatisfied in their hearts, and walked away cursing.

"This little brother is old man Li's apprentice? It seems like a liar." Bai Ze smiled and took a sip from the teacup next to him, and blew on the floating tea leaves.

Setting up a stall is so particular... Song Qishu twitched the corners of his mouth. He thought he was the only one calling Li Banxian Old Man Li, but he didn't expect this kid to call him that too. It seems that there is a lot of resentment.

With a bang, he moved the stool over and sat down. He propped his chin and asked with interest, "You really know it?"

"Of course, I'm not a liar like your master. I'm the real deal. I'm innocent." Bai Ze withdrew his eyes and started washing the dominoes. Don't blame me if you are upset, I have been holding back my fire for a long time."

Song Qishu smiled, "No problem, no problem."

Bai Ze only thought he was stubborn and vowed to slap him in the face in public, but after a calculation, his face turned black. What the hell, why can't this person see anything about his past, present, and future?This unscientific.

"Let me try again..." He didn't want to admit it, wanted to do it again, but the result was still the same.

Song Qishu is happy, this is still a magic stick who can't pretend. If it was old man Li, he would have been very sensible. From opening crotch pants to birth, old age, sickness and death, those without qualifications will not be able to do it. What are you excited about? This kind of person can poke into their hearts?

"Come on, if you don't know it, you won't. As for my master, he is quite busy. He has no time to compare with juniors like you. If you can't even figure it out, go back and start learning again." nonsense.

Bai Ze brushed his hair, and raised his chin pretending not to care. He often walks by the river without getting his shoes wet. He is stumped, "No, there are thousands of ways, why don't we try to test words?"

Song Qishu waved his hands helplessly, "I'm illiterate, I don't know a single big character, so forget it, I'm leaving." After he finished speaking, he stood up, ready to leave, this man was nothing to look at.

He got up, but the person still didn't move, and he didn't care about it. He walked back through the crowd, and subconsciously turned back halfway, but no one followed.

Probably he was too sensitive.

"I'm back." Song Qishu yelled loudly after carrying his things into the yard.

But what was unexpected was that old man Li was not there at this time. He searched carefully, but he couldn't find it anywhere. In the end, he couldn't put the things he bought, so he sat down carelessly and poured himself a glass of water. Old man Li babbled about Xiao Yun's affairs, but it turned out that this person was lucky and slipped away.

Li Banxian hammered his waist, and came out of the room sighing, still muttering that he was getting old.

He had a sore throat and was smoking. He was about to take a sip of water, but when he saw old man Li coming out, he almost spit it out.