Zhang Hui heard what Xie Zhuo said. It seems that he was punished here to grow vegetables because he said something wrong. So, Xie Zhuo is indeed not an ordinary vegetable grower.

Xie Zhuo saw Zhang Hui look at him curiously, and turned his face arrogantly: "Don't think you can learn something from me, you kid, I will bring the things in my stomach into the soil. , No one teaches."

Zhang Hui thought that Xie Zhuo Xiu was so high that he might not have a low status in Lushan before he was punished to grow vegetables at the foot of the mountain, and he was old, and he should also know a lot about the world's cultivation sects. He probably knew his master Gou Xin. Asked: "Does senior know Bei Amen's Gou Xin?"

"Gou Xin?" Xie Zhuo looked at him unexpectedly when he heard Zhang Hui's inquiries about Gou Xin, "How do you know about Gou Xin, a little boy?"

"I heard it by accident." Zhang Hui thought of Gou Xin being chased and killed, and did not dare to reveal that he was Gou Xin's apprentice.

"This person has disappeared for more than ten years. It's a pity. He is a genius. He is a genius after me in this world. He entered the circle at the age of 20 and became one of the four great emissaries of North Amen at the age of 25. Born to be rebellious and intolerant to Bei Amen, he became a traitor despised by the people of Beimang."

Zhang Hui once heard Gou San said that the cultivation realm of a practitioner is divided into five stages: first acquaintance, opening the channel, turning around, enlightening and returning to true five realms, each realm is divided into three stages, ordinary people reach the beginning of breakthrough It usually takes ten or eight years to understand the realm.

"Traitor? Why do you say that he is a traitor?" Zhang Hui didn't understand why everyone said Gou Xin would label him a traitor.

Xie Zhuo sighed, "Hey, it's hard to say that the people of Bei Amen value loyalty and most tolerate traitors. I heard that he helped the people of Qi, so he was called a traitor."

"Why is he helping the people of Qi?"

Xie Zhuo encountered a question he couldn't answer, and felt helpless and irritable. He picked up a wilted radish and threw it on Zhang Hui's forehead: "Why do you have so many and why? Quickly cook for me."

Zhang Hui made a face at Xie Zhuo and had to turn around and cook honestly.He quickly prepared the meals for the two and brought them to the table.

Xie Zhuo leaned over to the table and saw that even though there were only two bowls of radish and cabbage, they were all decent.He picked up his chopsticks and took a sip, and said with a smile, "Well, it's delicious, the kid is good at craftsmanship."

Zhang Hui has learned to cook since he was more than ten years old. His adoptive father is old and he has to make clothes for others to support the family. He takes care of many chores in the family. As for cooking, you just need to pay more attention and summarize and do more. It can always be made delicious.

Xie Zhuo did not greet Zhang Hui to sit down and eat, and ate himself.

"I have caught a lot of hairy boys who came to do things for me. You are the first one to make the food so delicious. Some simply beat them to death and don't cook, saying that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, I am! Others are not long. I put the whole radishes in the pot and boiled, seeing that I wanted to cook them too. They fix me, and I fix them, anyway, I have spare time." Xie Zhuo was having a good meal, and he talked to Zhang Hui about the past. What happened here.

Zhang Hui thought to himself: "No wonder everyone is going to give him the nickname of'Old Ghost of Dongshan', this man is indeed very weird."

"Then how can you let them leave?" Zhang Hui asked. What he cares most is when he can leave here and go to Lushan.

Xie Zhuo buried his head in the meal and replied casually: "Then it depends on my mood. Some days or two days, some ten days and a half months, your kid's cooking is delicious, so just leave it for a while."

"No, no...I have to go to Lushan earlier!" Zhang Hui heard Xie Zhuo say that he wanted to stay for a while, complaining in his heart.

Xie Zhuo raised his head to look at Zhang Hui, his eyes domineering and sharp, as if he could not allow others to violate his will.

Zhang Hui looked up at the door. The sky was about to break. He muttered in his heart: "This man has a temper to be like a child, so unreasonable and stingy, for fear that others will learn his skills. It’s a fool not to run when you meet such a person. I will run as soon as it gets dark."

After eating, Xie Zhuo saw that there was not enough water in the water tank, so he asked Zhang Zhang to go out to carry water.

Zhang Hui picked the bucket and followed the road Xie Zhuo showed him. When he reached the well, he was half a mile away from the earthen house where Xie Zhuo lived.

He dropped the bucket and walked forward quickly.Thinking of the situation of getting lost during the day, he could only walk eastward, lest he walked back to the weird mountain and couldn't get out for a long time.

He walked dozens of steps away, and suddenly felt pain in his abdomen. He thought it was because he didn't adapt to the food here, and he thought it might be relieved after a while.But when he walked forward, the pain in his abdomen began to spread everywhere, the chest, shoulders, and neck were all the same pain method, as if there was a force in the body pulling, and the pain made him want to lie down on the ground and roll around.

"What's wrong with me? It's so weird. Did the old ghost do something on me?"

When Zhang Hui thought about it, he didn't dare to go any further. He stopped there for a while, but the pain on his body still couldn't be relieved.

He had to try to walk back, and the pain really eased. When he walked to the well, the pain had almost disappeared.

Zhang Hui was taken aback: "Sure enough, this old ghost moved his hands and feet. Today I saw with my own eyes that he can manipulate the window with spells. Maybe he also used this spell on me. No wonder everyone is afraid of him. I still Go back honestly first."

Zhang Hui picked up water and returned to Xie Zhuo's home as if nothing happened.As soon as he entered the door, Xie Zhuo sat at the table and didn't look at him. He tapped his fingers on the table and coughed a few times, seeming to imply: "I'm still running, know I'm great."

Early the next morning, the two had breakfast, and Xie Zhuo began to direct Zhang Hui to work.

Xie Zhuo pointed to the other end of the vegetable garden and said, "You go to the dung pile and pick the dung, and then you pick it back and spread it on this large vegetable patch.

Zhang Hui looked at the past. Although the vegetable plot is large, it is not too difficult to shop next to each other. It just took a little longer.

He picked the dung and returned, looking for a corner to start spreading the dung in a fixed direction. Xie Zhuo was lying on the rotten rocking chair on the grass not far away, basking in the sun.

Zhang Hui suddenly discovered that some places on the side where he had spread the dung were actually empty. He thought he had leaked the pavement, but he found that some places on the side where he had not gone to spread the poop were actually covered with dung.

"How could it be messed up? I obviously just spread it next to each other."

He looked at the vegetable patch in wonder, suspecting that the vegetable patch was moving, he continued to spread it in his original direction, and then observed the pattern of the place where the dung was spread and the place where it was not. The ground is not moving randomly, but moving in a specific context.

Zhang Hui looked at this large vegetable plot and cursed in his heart: "Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for me? It's all messed up now, when will I be able to finish it!"