Time flies, and four years have passed in a flash.
Life is as plain as water, but it does not lose warmth and tranquility.
Ever since the little boy Agou had a cold four years ago and was cured by taking one of Xin Zhuo's hand-made pills without charging any money, many neighbors who had sore backs and legs tried to seek medicine, and Xin Zhuo also He was not stingy, but only gave one pill at a time. Many people took the medicine and found that it was indeed effective, so this outsider became "Doctor Xin".
Neighbors who are sick no longer need to spend several years of their family's harvest to seek medical treatment in the next town, but they will never take Xin Zhuo's advantage and will always give him clothes, fruits and vegetables, and snacks in exchange.
His doubts and respect for Xin Zhuo slowly turned into reverence. Within a few years, he had become a person in the town. Even if he wanted to leave, no one would let him leave.
For Xin Zhuo, this kind of life is extraordinarily quiet and peaceful. From the beginning of the time travel, he has experienced the precarious bandits, the Jianghu fight, the Jiang family's intrigues, the battlefields in the Western Regions, the reconstruction of the bitter sea, the eighteen sects of practice, and the People were chasing him, and he had never had a quiet day in these years. Time passed very slowly in the past few years, so slowly that he remembered clearly every person in the town, the appearance of every house, how many chickens and how many dogs. …
For him, this kind of life without competing with the world is a kind of spiritual cleansing.
Only, the pain of degeneration and the illusion of dying day by day were really unbearable for him.
late at night.
The solitary lamp is like a bean. After several years of careful carving, the statues of Mom, Zhao Yizhu and Xue Ji on the table have become very similar and full of charm.
Beside him, Xiao Huang snored slightly.
Xin Zhuo bit off the threads used to mend the clothes, shook them, folded them neatly and put them aside. After thinking for a moment, he got up and carved "43" on the wall beside him.
There are 40, 41, and 42 on the side. No one in this world can understand what symbols these are, but he understands that they represent his age.
"On my 43rd birthday, I have reached middle age."
He smiled bitterly, suddenly looked startled, and immediately sat down cross-legged, forming a seal with his hands, and the [Xuantian Nine Turns Viewing the Mountain True Technique] slowly began to circulate.
One week after another, I don’t know how long it took, the nine-color true energy rushed out of the body and lingered around the entire room. An aura like a wild beast and the power of life and death dissipated uncontrollably.
The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs in the town disappeared in an instant, every house was silent, and the neighbors slept deeper.
Twelve miles away, on a barren mountain, three weasels were sitting cross-legged on the ground drinking fruit wine, with humanized horror on their faces. They kicked over the wine jar with a scream and went deep into the cave.
Fifteen miles away, on a small road, a girl walking at night walked towards the middle of the river in confusion. Suddenly she woke up again, screamed and ran ashore, and ran away into the distance.
A panicked buzz came from the water: "The great sage of the demon clan has not yet emerged. There is ancient energy here as pure as the mountains and seas and the disillusionment of life and death. I'm afraid it will be miserable if the ancient martial arts cultivator is here!"
"Buzz——"
In the town, when the terrifying momentum converged into the shop like a tide, Xin Zhuo opened his eyes. There were a few wrinkles on his face, and his appearance became more aged.
A bunch of broken Wuyun stones flew out from the moon-watching bag in the moon-watching well in front of him, and the ancient Qi stopped flowing, and the surface of the well shook:
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
【Yuehua:100/100】
[Situation: The five declines of heaven and man, the second decline...]
"The second of the five degenerates of heaven and man, it only took me four years. It is said that the warriors of the Holy Land and Cave Heaven need twenty years, which is five times faster..."
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes, muttered to himself, and looked at the broken bronze mirror on the table. The person inside had gray hair, and the three flowers on top were naturally withered.
The flowers on the head are wilting...
Like the root of life being drawn out, the world is failing and killing him.
He smiled bitterly, stood up staggeringly, and found that it was dawning outside unconsciously. He opened the door and looked at the blue sky.
The Five Declines of Heaven and Man must break through and reach the Yuanji within a few decades!
"Huh?"
A curious voice came from next door: "Lao Xin, I haven't noticed for a few days, and my hair has turned a lot whiter."
The neighbor, Lao Tie, was making clay figurines again with his tobacco pipe in his mouth. Another old neighbor next to him, Wang Mazi, grinned: "Lao Xin is only fifty this year. He looks so haggard that we may not be able to survive."
Wang Mazi is the same as Lao Tie. He is fifty-five or six years old. He is also a craftsman and a candy ball fryer. Although he does not have much business, the people in the town are used to them and cannot live without them. They both have children and daughters at home, but they are married. People get married and go out to make a living, and their daughter-in-law also died of illness a few years ago.
Xin Zhuo smiled: "As you get older, time is not forgiving."
Lao Tie laughed and said: "You are only over forty, not too old, don't you want to find someone? I think Widow Li is good. She has been saying that you are interested in her these days. Why don't we mention it to you?" ?”
"Forget it, I'm too old."
Xin Zhuo shook his head and sat aside to sort out the herbs and bamboo baskets. The Widow Li mentioned by Lao Tie and Wang Mazi was a thirty-three or four-year-old frost-dwelling woman who was married from another place. Her husband died a few years ago and left no trace. She has a son and a half daughter, and she has left her parents' home. She always goes to the shop whenever she has something to do, her mouth is like a knife, and she talks about everything, but she doesn't have bad intentions.
When the sun rose, Agou ran over from a distance. The six-year-old boy at the time was now ten and a half years old. He had grown taller, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was well-born, but his skin was darker. Click, followed by an eight or nine-year-old girl wearing brocade, pouting: "Brother Agou, wait for me..."
"Hurry up, Uncle Xin is talking about Zhu Bajie cheating on his wife today."
Agou arrived in front of the shop, panting, and glanced at Xin Zhuo, who was helping to sort out the herbs. The little girl also ran over, grabbed Agou's clothes and squatted aside, staring at a pair of bright black eyes. Big eyes, small red mouth pouting, blinking.
"Okay! Update."
Xin Zhuo chuckled and said: "This village is called Gaolaozhuang. It is said that Bajie's wife, Erjie Yao, died of illness..."
Agou forgot to sort out the herbs for a moment, and the little girl also looked like she was listening.
Wang Mazi and Lao Tie next door curled their lips, but their ears stood up. In fact, Wang Mazi and Lao Tie often quarreled, and the relationship between the two was not good. The reason why they came here early in the morning was to eavesdrop on the stories, but Xin Zhuo has only told stories to children in the past few years. He is too old to "refresh" himself.
Halfway through the story, the front was unknowingly filled with half-grown children and young men and women, and everyone's eyes widened.
"Hey! How many episodes will be updated today?"
At this time, a sharp voice came from the opposite side. Following the voice, a slender woman with a melon face and thin lips came over while eating melon seeds. Then she picked up a small horse and put it on the Beside Xin Zhuo, he grinned with small white teeth, and there were melon seed marks on his front teeth from eating melon seeds all year round.
Widow Lee.
After saying that, he rolled his eyes at Xin Zhuo, stretched out his thin legs and placed them under Xin Zhuo's legs, which was actually a bit charming.
It was difficult for Xin Zhuo to pretend not to notice, so he had to move his position. This interruption immediately aroused dissatisfaction from a group of children, who all stared at Widow Li.
Lao Tie and Wang Mazi next door also looked at him fiercely.
It’s just that no one dared to speak out. Widow Li was famous for her sharp teeth and sharp tongue. No one could beat her when it came to tearing apart. She could even sit in front of your house with a bench and curse for three days. Everyone was afraid of her.
"You're the only old woman who talks too much!"
Some people still dare to say it. Not far away, a fat man carrying a bird cage and dressed in brocade walked up. His face was full of flesh, and he was rude and rude.
Widow Li's eyebrows stood up, and when she saw that it was him, she stopped her activities.
Song Yu, the eldest son of the pavilion chief.
Song Yu smiled proudly, pushed down several children carelessly, sat at the front, and said coldly: "Old Xin, I want to listen to Brother Monkey!"
"Journey to the West" has no resistance to the residents of the town who are extremely starved of entertainment.
Xin Zhuo helped up several fallen children and said: "Brother Dog always bullies people with a bird cage, and he is pushed back to the Five Elements Mountain by Tathagata Buddha!"
Mr. Song was startled and his eyes were red: "Why? Is it illegal to bully someone by playing with a bird?"
He looked back at his bird cage, picked it up and threw it more than ten feet away. He turned back and said dryly: "Uncle Xin, I don't want to play with birds anymore. I want to listen to Brother Monkey. Please, I always think Brother Monkey is me." Myself, how can he be trapped under the Five Elements Mountain again? If an old man like Tathagata dares to come to our town, I will tell him to walk around without food."
I almost cried when I finished speaking.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a few moments and had no choice but to continue talking.
When it was said that Zhu Bajie was surrendered by Sun Wukong and taken away to the West, and Gao Cuilan saw him off all the way, Widow Li cried inexplicably.
Agou's eyes were also red, and he curled his lips and said, "What about Gao Cuilan?"
Xin Zhuo: "..."
Is the focus not quite right? Is this a romance story, or did I tell it poorly? Shouldn't it be Journey to the West to slay demons?
Agou looked at the little girl next to him and vowed: "I will become Zhu Bajie and I will not leave Cui'er. I will marry her to be my wife."
The little girl blinked and said firmly: "Brother Agou, I will definitely be your bride, and Brother Monkey can't take you away."
The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at the two children in surprise. When did they... make a private decision for life? Cui'er is the daughter of the pavilion chief. As a young lady, she is destined to be married to the nobles in the county as a concubine.
Widow Li and Lao Tie couldn't help but sigh.
Song Yu stared at Agou, almost trying to eat him: "Agou, little bastard, when did you lie to my sister..."
When he saw Xin Zhuo's face, he stopped quickly, but his face turned red and he said, "Take a stick from my old grandson!"
At this moment, Agou's father suddenly ran from a distance, looking panicked: "Brother Xin, there are warriors coming to town, it seems they are here to find you."
"boom--"
The half-grown children around, Song Yu, Widow Li, and the two old men next door turned pale and stood up suddenly.
Warriors are absolutely terrifying to the people in the town. Even the "rich" and "powerful" pavilion chief has not practiced martial arts because of his lack of qualifications. Instead, he has raised several servants who are not good at martial arts. .
Not only them, but a large group of neighbors on the street gathered around the roadside.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly when he saw Agou's father's panic. Someone was chasing him? Chased for a hundred thousand miles?
"Da da da……"
There was a sound of horse hooves running quickly, and the neighbors along the way gave way respectfully. The bearded pavilion chief stepped forward to salute with a smile on his face, but was kicked away by the knight. Then he ran straight to Xin Zhuo's shop, dismounted, and dressed in eight colors. The martial artist showed no reservation in his aura and looked at Xin Zhuo coldly: "Are you Lao Xin?"
Xin Zhuo looked at him for a few times, but couldn't tell how he felt. The eighth grade... was no different from Agou.
"Ah, this is Lao Xin, what's the matter with you, sir?"
Song Dabao, the director of the pavilion, climbed up quickly, crossed the dark neighborhood, and came up to him with a respectful expression.
The warrior sneered and pointed the whip at Xin Zhuo: "I am Wang Dahan, an eighth-grade warrior. My family is feeling cold and I came here to seek medicine."
Xin Zhuo nodded, took out a pill and threw it over.
The warrior took it, looked at it, didn't pay, and said solemnly: "If it doesn't work, you don't have to live anymore."
With that said, he turned the horse's head and ran straight into the distance.
It wasn't until the sound of horse hooves could no longer be heard that the crowd dispersed anxiously. Widow Li put her hands on her hips and cursed: "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Who are you trying to scare? Warriors are amazing, be careful as we report to the official."
He comforted Xin Zhuo: "Brother Xin, don't be afraid, my sister will protect you."
Xin Zhuo smiled and took Xiao Huang back to the house.
…
Wang Dahan jumped on his horse and ran for twenty miles, reaching the next town. He went straight into a medical clinic, where an old man and a young man were already waiting.
Wang Dahan took out the pills and handed them over: "Uncle, this is the only pill!"
The old man took it and cursed: "No wonder the people in Langxian Town haven't come to me for medicine in the past few years. It turns out that a wild doctor came here. This medicine is very rough and powerful. It was rubbed by hand? If it ruins my business, I can kill him!" "
As he spoke, he handed the pills to the young man next to him: "Cousin, you came just in time. Take a look, does this make sense?"
Wang Dahan also looked at the young man with respect.
The young man looked arrogant. He naturally had the qualifications to be arrogant. He was a fifth-grade converted five-element warrior and was invincible within a hundred miles. He took the pill and looked at it carefully. His expression suddenly changed slightly. When he looked again, he was extremely horrified and stood up suddenly. , chest heaving up and down, face pale: "Kill the hell!"
Wang Dahan and Old Doctor Wang looked at each other: "Cousin/Grandpa, what's wrong? You are always an elder of the Black Sword Sect, why would you mind a wild man among them?"
"Shut up!"
The young man looked at Yaowanzi again: "The technique of this ball is unique, with martial arts in it, and it is very clever. I conclude that the opponent is probably... a fourth-grade little master! Hiss, it's so terrifying!"
Wang Dahan said: "Perhaps he is just making up nonsense. He looks like a haggard middle-aged man to me!"
"Gaunt?"
The young man paused, his face softened slightly, and he sneered: "I will send a message to the sect and invite the head's wife to join us to explore Langxian Town tonight. The head's wife is a master!"
(End of chapter)
