Ye Yinxuan has been living in this town for several days.
This is a residence that Shui Wujun found for her, and a reliable old woman lives with her. The old woman is quite nimble with her hands and feet, and is responsible for taking care of Yin Quan's food and daily life. She had been helped by Shui Wujun before. Although it was just a mission and not intentional, the woman still said that she could help Shui Wujun in return when he needed it.
Now is the time she can help. The task of taking care of Yin Huan was a piece of cake for the old woman. It would be better to say that she had one more person to accompany her lonely self, and she felt that she was being taken care of again. For Shui Wujun, this is also a good way to kill two birds with one stone. Although this girl cannot speak, she is well-behaved, quiet and lovable.
Reminds her of her dead daughter.
"If she were still alive, she would be more than ten years older than you."
When the old woman said this, she was helping Yin Huan mend his clothes. There was a small tear in her coat, probably from hanging on the mountain. The fabric was excellent, but the woman only had ordinary thread, and the color didn't match. The combination of cloth and thread with different textures looks like a patch. This is naturally inconsistent with the status of the eldest lady, but who should care about this kind of thing at this time? Moreover, Yin Huan had deliberately abandoned this identity in name only a long time ago.
"You should have a family now, right? Girl, do you have someone you like? Hey, I'm just asking around. Don't think I'm nosy, girl. That's how people nag when they get older... But Shui Wujun entrusts you to your care. Give it to me, and I don't need to ask anything, not even the girl's name. No one needs to know her name. You live here, so don't worry."
Yin Huan smiled lightly and shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind. This old woman has very skillful hands and a careful mind. On the first day of Yin Quan's boarding, she carefully kneaded the rough linen threads and soaked them in potion to soften them. She only recolored them yesterday. The thread became velvety, very soft, and the color was very close to the true color of Yin Huan's clothes. Shui Wujun had asked the old woman that she had a problem with her throat. The old woman would strictly check the prescriptions and herbs left behind every day and prepare her medicine on time and in the right amount. So when the old woman chatted, she just talked one-sidedly and never expected to get an answer from Yin Huan. All she had to do was listen quietly.
However, the old woman's words still reminded her of someone. A person who passed by her in her memory and flashed through her mind at the moment. She had mentioned that person to her cousin...even though it was just a fleeting shadow in the sea of people. And in the final analysis, this feeling is not really like it, it just feels a little special. It sounded a little ridiculous, after all, she had never even seen that person's face clearly. Originally she had a chance, but it was drizzling that day and she couldn't see the man's face clearly. Everyone, including Yin Huan, just wanted to take shelter from the rain, but the man was walking gracefully in the light mist and rain. There was an indescribable sense of serenity about him, which resonated strangely with myself at that time.
But this kind of person is always deceptive. Such a deep and melancholy man always attracts the attention of many young girls. It seems that this is some kind of symbol of stability and talent, some kind of symbol that can be compared with character. Of course Yin Huan is not a superficial woman, and she will not fall in love with her because of this.
But what was that moment of strangeness?
Yin Huan stopped thinking about it. After all, that was just a passerby. If the old woman hadn't mentioned it casually today, she would have forgotten about this person long ago. She must have seemed quite concerned when she told her cousin about it, because the child Ling'er had a great reaction at that time. Thinking of this, she was stunned again. In fact, Ling Huan was not much younger than her. They could be considered born at almost the same time. However, since she did not have a younger sister, and the elders on both sides taught them this way and instilled the concept of "sisters" in their lives, they were allowed to have two sisters. There are some differences in people's growth, and fortunately they are all good things - at least not bad things.
After taking the medicine, she went to town alone. After taking these medicines for several days, she still felt that her throat was not open. When she left the mountain, Master Lintian also suggested that she should not stay indoors all the time and go out for more walks, which would be good for her mood and voice. It was really time for her to leave. The place Shui Wujun found for her was a good place to stay, and she was very grateful. Shui Wujun had other things to do and had to leave temporarily. She promised to continue to find a solution for her while she was busy.
The town is not big, so the old woman led Yin Quan around on the first day she came here. Over the past few days, she has completely memorized some fixed shops, and those shopkeepers have quickly become familiar with her, and they will say hello to her every day when she passes by.
However, there is something special about today. People's attention was not focused on Yin Hu, who passed by on time every day, but gathered together to talk about something. Some people didn't even care about their own stores. Yin Huan knew that she was not familiar with them to a certain extent. She was not a gossip, and her curiosity was not strong enough to get involved. So she walked on, almost to the edge of the town. Once here, she would normally go back, but not today.
Because she seemed to see what the townspeople were talking about.
A...little house.
That house is relatively far from the town's accommodation area, but not everyone's homes are concentrated together. There are many scattered houses like this. And that house is the most remote of them all. The house is small, and the yard doesn't take up much space and can't support anything. It seems to be just used to prove that this is an independent residence. She saw from a distance that many people had gathered nearby. Everyone was talking and pointing at that place. So she walked closer and found signs that the yard had been vandalized. Not only was the fence outside the courtyard broken, the turf inside the courtyard was also lifted up in many places, and the ground was full of holes. It looked like it had suffered a lot of damage. The only small tree was broken, revealing its white thorns. There are brown marks on the ground, and there are flying insects surrounding it even in winter. Could it be dried blood?
Looking at the small house again, it looked like it had experienced some kind of disaster. The doors and windows were broken, and there were holes in the walls. Was it a robber? It was unknown if anyone was injured. She was a little worried, so she listened carefully to what the townspeople were talking about. She didn't dare to attract other people's attention. It would be troublesome if she was talked to. She could only stand far away. In this way, she wouldn't be able to hear clearly enough.
After wandering around for a whole morning, she finally got the general idea. It turned out that a young woman lived in this hut before. She seems to have no family, and only a cat keeps her company day and night. As for who she was and what her reputation was in the town, she couldn't tell. She only knew that the girl was missing. This matter is far more important than anything else, and it is also the most worthy of discussion. And the cat disappeared, but it seemed that her disappearance was related to the cat - because many days ago, someone said that the cat had not been seen. And because this place is so remote, there are almost no people around in the middle of the night. Only the nearest families said that they heard the noise of jingling bells intermittently, and what sounded like a woman's screams. I didn't know if it was the girl. Because it was too far away and too blurry, people who were sleeping soundly did not hear it at all, and those who heard it could only think that they were dreaming. To be honest, even if any danger is detected, who would take the risk to explore for a poor girl living alone? The folk customs here are considered simple and simple, and she is lucky that no one in the same town has any evil intentions.
But... she seemed to have heard someone say that the girl had some association with the Six Paths Impermanence a long time ago. Could it be Mizumu-kun?
Forget it, these are not things Yin Huan should worry about. In this world, everyone has too much time to take care of themselves. I am afraid that only Huangquan Twelve is the one who specializes in dealing with these matters.
A not so peaceful day passed, and Yin Huan returned to the residence where he lived with the old woman. During dinner, the old woman also mentioned the ruined hut. She found out about it while buying groceries during the day, which was similar to what Yin Huan knew. The old woman reminded her to pay attention to her safety. From tomorrow onwards, if there were no special circumstances, it would be better to stay at home. If she wanted to get some fresh air, she could go to the yard. Her yard was much bigger than that place.
"Oh, that girl is pitiful... I heard that the family was short of money, so she was sold to her biological parents at a young age. At that time, her parents lied to her and told her to take her to eat meat. She believed it, but she suffered a lot from then on. ...She said that's why she hates eating meat even today. Alas, that girl was already skinny. Alas, let's not talk about this, come and eat a piece of chicken liver. Shui Wujun said every time You are troubling me, but you are actually taking care of me. Thanks to her leaving some spare money this time, I can buy some chicken grub for you..."
After hearing this, Yin Quan felt that the meat at the tip of the chopsticks was not fragrant at all. But she always eats well at home, and these so-called "smell" parts are thrown away. Now, there is no smell from these things, I guess they have been handled very well. She originally wanted to ask the old woman what the relationship between the girl and the six realms of impermanence was. But she still couldn't make a sound, and there was no pen, ink, paper or inkstone here, and she didn't have to go to such great lengths for other people's affairs, so she finally gave up.
Late at night, she lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and prayed silently in her heart not to dream about the same scene again. The past few days had been uneventful, but today it was so chaotic during the day that I was afraid I would have another dream in the middle of the night. She decided to take a sleeping pill given to her by Master Lintian. It was said to be made from pure natural herbs, unlike elixirs mixed with stone or gold, which would give her a headache. Just take one pill and you'll have a dreamless night.
There was no water, and she didn't want to wake the woman, so she collected some saliva and swallowed it raw, then lay back on the bed.
This medicine may not work.
Because tonight, she clearly dreamed of...
