In the past, Wutong Town looked green from the outside because it was full of sycamore trees.

Now look again, how depressed it is.

Too many people climb the trees, and there is food on the trees.

Both bark and leaves can satisfy hunger.

second month,

I just met Mr. Wang, and I don’t know where he went. He was so dusty.

After hearing the news, Zhao Yun, who was brushing the leaves, jogged all the way here.

When he arrived, he saw Master Banxian standing at the door of Wang's house and shouting,

"Fat Wang, where is my book?"

"It's you, you idiot again, looking for a fight?"

"Hey....!"

Woof... woof woof!

Wang Yuan did not come out, but Rhubarb came out. If you catch him, you will bite him.

Thanks to Zhao Yun for coming early, and thanks to the palace steward coming out in time.

Otherwise, Dahuang will send him away.

"Dad, where is the "Wind and Rain Record"?"

In the house, Wang Xiaoguan is like a follower. He follows the king wherever he goes.

It's okay if I don't mention books, but when I mention books, Lao Wang's anger can no longer be suppressed.

Until now, his beloved "Qing Ping Mei" has not been recovered.

It can't be said that it can't be found.

I’m really embarrassed to ask for it!

"Sold." Wang Yuanwai said angrily.

"Ah?...A half-immortal is still pointing at it to pray for rain?"

"Do you believe what the magic stick says?"

"If you don't keep everything together, you can really ask for rain."

"You

Child." Wang Yuanwai said and walked a few steps quickly.

"Who did he sell it to?" Wang Xiaoguan held on to his sleeve tightly.

"It's not sold, it's lost." Wang Yuanwai couldn't stand the stubbornness of his precious baby, and finally told the truth, "The year you were born, some bad guys came to my house to steal things, and threw away a lot of property, including the Fengyulu."

This is not good news.
Chapter completed!