In the afternoon.
Yu Ye walked out of the thatched house.
For two consecutive days, he had either delicious fish soup or fragrant pancakes. After eating and sleeping well, he could no longer lie down. He claimed that he was in good health. This made Fu Bo and Yingzi feel relieved and allowed him to go around the village. Move around.
Fujiawan is a small village near a river bend.
To the south of the thatched cottage is a river beach. Green grass, wild flowers blooming, willow trees shade the area, and a river more than twenty feet wide surrounds it.
A few children were playing in the shade of the trees by the river.
An old tree stretches diagonally into the water, with a girl sitting on the trunk, with a bamboo hat on her head, bare feet, and a bamboo pole in her hand, concentrating on fishing on the river.
Yu Ye took a leisurely walk by the river.
He was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, and he looked like a farm boy. However, Yingzi helped him comb his hair into a bun. In addition, he had thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and his skin was as warm as jade, and his appearance was quite upright. And the way he raised his hands and raised his feet was a little bit different than ordinary people. Among them is the calmness and restraint that has been tempered by life and death for more than a year, and there is also the freedom and ease of walking in the world. When he inadvertently raised his eyebrows, a faint murderous aura emerged from his body.
However, what he likes most is the farmhouse and countryside, and this kind of tranquility that is uncontested by the world. For example, Beimang Village and Fujiawan. If one day he was far away from disputes and no longer had grudges and feuds, he would build a thatched house in the mountains, open up a piece of wasteland, dig a pond, plant a few willow trees, plow at sunrise and rest at sunset, listening to the wind passing by as the years passed. Grow old slowly with the seasons.
How wonderful those simple days are!
Yu Ye leaned over and picked up a pebble and threw it out.
The stones floated across the river, and a string of water flowers bloomed one after another. Several water ducks started up and flew to the shore with a "plop".
Yu Ye smiled slightly, turned around and sat on the grass, then crossed his legs and held his chin with one hand, his eyes followed the river far away, and his mind flew with the breeze...
"Brother Yu——"
Unconsciously, dusk fell and a figure ran back.
Yingzi's feet were bare, her sleeves rolled up, a small bamboo basket tied around her waist, a bamboo hat slung over her shoulders, a fishing rod in one hand, and a few river fish skewered with water plants in the other, with a naughty smile on her red face. , said proudly: "Go home!"
Yu Ye stood up and went over to meet him, reaching out to take the river fish.
"Yingzi is very capable!"
"whee!"
"Be careful with your feet!"
"Don't be afraid!"
Yingzi led the way, walking very fast with her little feet.
Yu Ye carried the river fish and followed him leisurely.
The sunset is shining, and the smoke is curling up. Fujiawan at dusk is like a picture scroll, quiet and peaceful.
Yingzi's home is two adjacent thatched houses. Yingzi's parents have not returned from the trip, so she lives alone. The other two thatched cottages are the residences of Fu Bo and Yu Ye. In front of the thatched house is a small courtyard, with a kitchen and a well on both sides. Under the big tree in the middle, there are bluestone slabs and a few bamboo stools, which are a place for the family to eat.
Fu Bo had already made a fire to make rice, and Yu Ye was busy killing river fish.
Yingzi put down his bamboo hat, fishing rod, and bamboo basket filled with fish and insects, ran to the well to wash himself, put on a pair of embroidered shoes, and then helped cook the river fish and prepare meals.
It was getting dark, and a lantern was hung under the tree.
On the stone slab were placed a pot of roasted fish, a plate of vegetables, a few pancakes, and a small jar of shochu.
The three of them sat together.
Yu Ye and Yingzi ate pancakes and roasted fish, while Fu Bo poured himself a drink and felt content.
Qiub was in his sixties. He was old, his eyesight was dim, and his legs and feet were not very flexible. He said that he had been farming all his life and had never left Fujiawan. Guarding the village and the ten-mile river bend, I was very content. But now the world has changed, and young people like to go out and make a living. Yingzi's parents went out to drive in the mountains. The so-called mountaineering is similar to hunting. It means going to Feixialing, a hundred miles away, to pick herbs and mountain treasures. It can not only supplement the family income, but also gain insights by seeing the world outside.
After the meal, the three of them moved bamboo stools and sat in front of the thatched house to enjoy the cool air.
A crescent moon climbed up to the horizon, a few stars twinkled slightly, a cool breeze blew in from the river bend, and frogs and cicadas competed in singing.
Uncle Fu told the interesting stories of his childhood, which included going down the river to catch fish and climbing up the trees to catch birds, which made Yingzi burst out laughing. The little girl was still young after all. After playing for another day, she couldn't help but doze off against her grandfather's lap. Uncle Fu shook his cattail leaf fan and watched his granddaughter slowly fall asleep. He chuckled with a doting look on his face and said, "Haha, this child is like a boy. He is naughty and wild all day long. It is rare to calm down for a moment and let her go back to the house to sleep." Bar!"
Yu Ye nodded in understanding, stepped forward to pick up the sleeping Yingzi, walked to the thatched house next door, placed him on the bamboo couch, and gently covered him with the mattress. The little girl didn't know it and still slept soundly. He took out a dagger from the iron ring and placed it next to her. After hesitating for a moment, he put the dagger away again.
Yingzi has an innocent temperament, and may be a monastic talent.
Yu Ergou said that there are no good people who practice Taoism. As he said, why lead an innocent little girl astray. What's more, the flying sword is a treasure and a dangerous weapon. If something unexpected happens, how can it give people peace of mind?
Uncle Fu blew out the lantern and called in the courtyard: "My child, you have just recovered from a serious illness and are still weak. Please rest early!"
"Um!"
Yu Ye agreed and walked over, saying casually: "Uncle Fu, don't you ask me where I come from and where I'm going?"
"When my father was alive, he said two sentences."
Uncle Fu walked into the house waving his cattail leaf fan and said to himself: "One is that old people don't care about young people. The other is that when doing good things, don't ask about the future. Don't ask about the direction of your heart. Don't ask about the west or the east." He turned around and smiled. , and said: "Go to sleep, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it another day!"
Yu Ye stepped forward to help.
The room was dark, and he was afraid that the old man would stumble under his feet.
Although Uncle Fu's eyesight was dim and his legs and feet were not flexible, he was familiar with the furnishings in the house and went straight into the back room to rest.
Yu Ye turned back to the door, took the stool and sat down.
He seemed to be unable to sleep. He was blowing the cool breeze alone and walked into the night alone, silently guarding the tranquility of this place.
Ever since he gained cultivation and learned how to kill, a mountain boy has become a master in people's eyes. He also felt that the present was different from the past, and his vision and mind were beyond the world. But now he realizes that the truth he knows does not come from cultivation and Taoist books, but from the mountains and rivers, from Ergou and Yu Baoshan, from Feng Laoqi and Mo Can, from Sister-in-law Xiuzhen, and from Uncle Fu. With Yingzi. It was these ordinary people who made him understand the persistence of life and the goodness of human nature. Of course, there were also Jiang Xiong, Chen Qi, Nanshan and Bu Yi, who made him see the dangers of the world and the evil of human nature!
But as the saying goes, when doing good deeds, don’t ask about the future; don’t ask about the direction of your heart, don’t ask about the west or the east...
It's getting late at night.
Uncle Fu's snoring could be heard in the room.
In the room next door, the sleeping Yingzi was also in a sweet dream.
Yu Ye stood up and raised his hand.
A few ingots of gold and silver flew away suddenly, and then slowly landed on the bamboo couch.
Yu Ye reached out and closed the door, then walked to the next door, closed the door as well, picked up a bamboo hat, and returned to the courtyard. He stood silently for a moment, jumped up from the ground, and drifted away with the wind...
…
early morning.
On the mountains.
Yu Ye was sitting under a small tree, holding a picture slip in his hand.
After leaving Fujiawan, we rushed here overnight. Take advantage of the dawn to take a rest and check the path to know the direction you are going.
On the map, it is not difficult to find Feixialing. Fujiawan belongs to the boundary of Feixialing and is located more than 300 miles southwest of Beiqi Mountain. Continue heading south until you reach Huazhou Town at the southernmost tip of Daze. It is still thousands of miles away, so you might as well look for it slowly.
But without horses to travel, there was a lot of hardship on the way.
Yu Ye put away the picture slip and took out a ring.
Looking at the ring in his hand, he couldn't help but shake his head.
The few days he spent in Fujiawan were the most peaceful, warm and comfortable time he had spent this year. Regardless of his origins, Fu Bo and Yingzi only regarded him as a family member. He also regarded Fu Bo as his closest relative and elder, and Yingzi as his sister. There was no suspicion between them, only family affection and care, simplicity and kindness.
However, although the years in Fujiawan are quiet and peaceful, it only belongs to Fu Bo and Yingzi. His countryside is still far away, waiting for him to find it. So he left without saying goodbye and went away quietly in the dead of night.
After a short rest, everything returned to before. The bumps underfoot are still the same. Many confusions await to be revealed. The intrigues and bloody fights will continue.
Yu Ye gathered his thoughts and looked at the ring in his hand.
On the last day in Beiqi Mountain, Nanshan and another Qi Refining monk were killed respectively.
The Qi Refining Monk's ring is nothing more than a gift ring, which contains nothing more than spirit stones, flying swords, elixirs, talismans, exercises and other items. However, Nanshan's Nawu Jiezi is quite different. Even if you activate your spiritual consciousness, you still can't see why. There is obviously an extra layer of strange magic power on top of the ring, which not only blocks the divine consciousness, but also seals the items inside.
Yu Ye held up the ring and looked at it carefully, but still couldn't figure it out.
Jiao Ying's reminder came from the sea of consciousness: "Don't look at it, most of the rings of foundation-building monks have restrictions."
"Is there a way to crack it?"
"It's not difficult to break it with the "Heavenly Forbidden Technique"."
"I haven't mastered the "Tianjin Technique" yet!"
"We can only break it by force!"
"Forcibly break it?"
Yu Ye thought for a moment and saw no one near or far, so he put the ring on the ground, grabbed a short sword, and started to chop with all his strength after taking a good look. Dust and gravel suddenly burst out in front of him, but the restrictions on the ring were intact. He had no choice but to put away his dagger, make a sword seal with his hand, and pop out a burst of sword energy with his fingers, but the ring flew out with a "bang". He hurriedly raised his hand to grab it, and the ring that flew out was caught in his hand through the air.
To break the restriction and use sword energy, the price is a bit high!
But Yu Ye had a smile on his face.
The restriction has been broken, and the contents of the ring are clearly visible. Among them are not only three flying swords, four jade slips, five or six bottles of elixirs, thirty or forty various talismans, but also forty or fifty spiritual stones, as well as a damaged jade piece, a fairy gate token, and personal bits and pieces...
