When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Liang and asked, "Can you cook?"

Zhang Liang shook his head.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, got up and walked outside the living room, saying as he walked: "One day, if you are alone in the wilderness, will you starve to death?"

Xiao Hei followed Li Xiuyuan out the door, turned around and made a face at Zhang Liang.

The old man sighed and said quietly: "Zhang Liang, you have a lot to learn."

Just as Li Xiuyuan said, if the Zhang Liang in front of him was really alone in the wasteland, he would probably starve to death.

In the kitchen, Xiao Hei squatted in front of the stove and asked nervously: "Brother, that old man is not simple."

Li Xiuyuan touched his head and smiled: "Is any master powerful? Is any great elder fierce?"

Xiao Hei shook his head gently. In his heart, his master and brother were the most powerful.

Li Xiuyuan laughed while chopping firewood: "You even dare to steal the great elder's divine water and drink it. Are you still afraid of an old man in this world?"

Xiao Hei laughed when he heard this: "Xiao Hei is not afraid of him, but is afraid that he will dig a hole for his brother."

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "As long as we don't provoke useless fate, no one in this world can dig holes for us."

"As for what Zhang Liang wants to practice, that will have to wait, because he still has a calamity left."

Thinking about what the old man said and the books the old Taoist priest threw to him, Li Xiuyuan sighed.
Chapter completed!