Zhang Yang suddenly laughed for a long time, but the other boys were scared away. Only the little girl did not scare him away and looked at Zhang Yang with a strange look. At this time, Zhang Yang said three good words in a row and said, "Little Gan'er, which family are you from?" The little girl Qian'er seemed to be asked where the pain was, and she burst into tears. Zhang Yang cried in shame, and quickly comforted Dai Gan'er and told her not to cry.

After a while, Dai Gan'er said: "My father disappeared when he was chopping wood three months ago. Her mother was frowning all day long." () Zhang Yang believed, "On this day, the moon mountain was filled with thick fog. Since ancient times, countless saints have come here to practice. There are many monsters, and more wild dogs and tigers and leopards."

Zhang Yang said softly, "Xiao Qianer, your father has never come back after he disappeared?" Dai Gan'er cried again. Zhang Yang sighed. He felt something was wrong with the villagers nearby. He hoped that this was also a bad thing they did. Dai Qian shouted again, "Uncle Dao, can you help me find my father?" Zhang Yang said softly, "Yes, Xiao Gan'er, don't worry."

In fact, Zhang Yang's heart is now full of fog and he is not sure. Maybe the girl's father might have been eaten by a monster. She could not tolerate hurting her little heart, so she could only hide the truth.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang took off the red gourd on his waist and poured it a sip. He used wine to relieve his sadness and boost his spirits. However, he was not drunk at all now. She smelled the smell of the wine, pinched her nose, frowned and said, "Uncle Taoist, why are you so smelly?" Zhang Yang laughed and said interestingly, "Xiao Qianer, do you want to practice Taoism?" Dai Qian asked curiously, "Is Uncle Taoist a fairy?"

Zhang Yang pinched his nose and smiled. "Little Gan'er, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Dai Gan'er would cry and smile. Her little face was very delicate, but her eyes were very serious, and she said, "Daoist uncle, are you really willing to teach me the Taoism?"

In fact, Zhang Yang also saw such an excellent jade quality, without carving, and was very happy that he could not help but summarize the heart of the capture.

Zhang Yang saw that there was no one around and looked up. There was smoke curling in the cottage outside the 100th abbot. As a result, after playing a magic formula, a blue light appeared in his hand, and the light of light kept jumping, as if in a cheerful singing and dancing.

Dai Qian'er was shocked when she saw her mouth wide open, and then her face was full of joy. It was a pity that the little girl cried and laughed.

"Wow, Uncle Taoist is such a fairy. I want to worship you as a teacher." Dai Gan'er is more energetic and smart. Seeing that Zhang Yang has this ability, he treats him as a fairy."

Zhang Yang smiled for a long time, and the electricity in his hand disappeared. She turned around, looked at Daqian, touched her little head and said, "Little Ganger, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Dai Qianer looked both excited and excited. "The Taoist uncle is so powerful, of course I want to worship the Taoist uncle as a teacher."

Zhang Yang stroked Dai Gan'er's little head, obviously very pampered, and said in a gentle voice: "Little doll, don't kneel down and kowtow, please pay homage to the teacher?"

How smart the little girl was, Dai Gan'er immediately knelt down, knocked her three times, and said happily: "Master, Master." Zhang Yang smiled for a long time, touched her little head, and said: "From now on, you are my good apprentice."

A trace of darkness flashed across Dai Gan'er's face. How could she avoid Zhang Yang? Zhang Yang asked: "Where is your family, apprentice?"

Suddenly, her gentle face burst into tears, pointed to the cottage outside the abbot and said, "My mother is there all day, frowning all day, and her face is full of sorrow."
Chapter completed!