The morning light breaks, and the light blue sky makes the town particularly refreshing and clean. The aroma of avocados from the breakfast shop on the corner comes to your face, and there are early risers on the street preparing for a busy day.
No one knew anything about what happened last night.
Next to the door of the doctor's shop, Xiao Huang was lying on the ground and taking a nap as usual. Xin Zhuo was in a daze again in the room. For a while, he drew with his left and right hands at the same time, making one side into yin and the other into yang.
"Life and death! The third decline will not take long..."
He stood up and looked at the sunlight that had just risen outside. His wrinkled face showed some vicissitudes of life. The life and death of a man and a woman yesterday had given him a lot of insights, which was enough to speed up his practice progress.
"Doctor Xin! Doctor Xin..."
The voice of the town's matchmaker Ma Po came from outside. She quickly stumbled into the house. She smiled before saying anything, showing her big yellow teeth, and flapped her handkerchief: "I have a happy event, do you want to hear it?"
Xin Zhuo walked out of the room by himself and began to sort out the herbs: "I have a choice, but I won't listen!"
Ma Po was startled for a moment: "Oh, how can I do that?"
Xiao ran over and squatted aside, and said with a smile: "I found a match for you, it's Li Ashui, that old woman... that girl, although she has been married once, she has never given birth to a child, her skin is almost tender and watery, and she is half a woman Old, the charm is still there, the person is nice to talk to, and the key is that he is smart and capable. He can help you manage the drug store.
This person must have someone to rely on after all. Look at you, a person in his forties looks old like this. In the future, when he gets older and his health fails, who can he count on? Yes or no? "
Xin Zhuo was curious: "Who is Li Ashui?"
Ma Po winked: "Widow Li, she is interested in you. She doesn't think you are old at all. She also said that no betrothal gift is required. All she needs to do is move the whole house and she can live here tonight. Think about it, that quilt at night One drill..."
Xin Zhuo laughed: "I understand the kindness. I don't have any intention of starting a family. I will be very satisfied if I can make a medicine and cure everyone's diseases."
Ma Po's face changed slightly: "You don't like her?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, I don't have that intention!"
"Think about it again?"
"Not consider!"
"snort!"
Ma Po stood up and stamped her feet, "Damn old Xin, you stinky old man, you are so smelly and covered with abscesses, and you have such high standards, you deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"
Turn around and leave.
"Hahaha, Madam Ma, did you accept Widow Li's gift?" Lao Tie's laughter came from next door.
Agou, who had run over with Tweety at some point, also made a grimace and said: "Mr. Ma is doing random things, she doesn't know how to be ashamed, she doesn't know how to be ashamed..."
"Go away..." Madam Ma was so angry that she waved her handkerchief and walked away.
Agou blinked and squatted beside Xin Zhuo, saying: "Uncle Xin, what are you talking about today?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "Water Margin, how about it?"
"Okay, here's a new story!"
Agou and Tweety jumped for joy and clapped their hands happily.
Xin Zhuo started from the beginning, and before he knew it, the door of the drug store was crowded with people again.
But inadvertently, I found Widow Li standing diagonally across the alley not far away, her face full of resentment, her thin lips trembling.
…
Spring passed and autumn came, cold came and summer came, and six years passed by.
Most of the houses in the town have become dilapidated and dilapidated, and the bluestones on the streets are also somewhat uneven. Several mixed-pot shops and breakfast restaurants have long been covered with dark dirt.
Because the town is too remote, most young people go out to make a living, and it is difficult to come back once a year. Only the old and the young are left. Therefore, if the buildings are dilapidated, let them be dilapidated.
In the past six years, more than ten old people have died in the town. The population was already small, so it became even more sparse.
The old man from the clay figurine shop next door has passed his 60s this year, and his bones were still strong. However, the year before last, his son-in-law's business had grown so big that he had an outhouse. When his daughter came to see her, her husband had her legs broken because she couldn't lay eggs. Lao Tie was so angry that his theory was exposed. From then on, he became taciturn and had many more gray hairs on his head.
The son of the opposite Wang Mazi got into trouble last year and was wanted by the government. He almost got involved. He is not very talkative these days.
Widow Li, who is already over forty, is still the same as before. She opens and closes her thin lips every day and talks non-stop. Only at night can the neighbors faintly hear her crying.
The latest row of numbers on the wall of the drug store has reached 49.
Ten years have passed, and few people remember that Dr. Xin is from outside. They all regard him as a native of Langxian Town.
"Crack! Crack!"
Xin Zhuo sat on a broken horse in front of the medicine shop, throwing herbal seeds. He frowned more, his hair was mostly white, and his body had abscesses one after another, exuding a fishy stench.
Moreover, his temper has become particularly bad this year, and he often gets angry and throws things, which scares the neighbors and old neighbors and basically refuses to get close except to ask for necessary medicine.
"Crack!"
At this time, Xin Zhuo suddenly threw the medicine jar away for no reason, smashing it into pieces and scattering the herbal seeds he had just collected on the ground.
Xiao Huang, who was lying on the side, was startled. He quickly ran to the corner with his tail between his legs and looked back dryly.
Several neighbors passing by also trembled in fright, and quickly smiled and said: "Doctor Xin, calm down, calm down."
After saying that, he ran away as if running away.
Xin Zhuo took a long breath, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and a trace of the nine-color zhenqi condensed to the extreme flashed past.
The third of the five declines of heaven and man is "confused thoughts", and it was successfully broken three months ago!
In a little more than ten years, after breaking through three major realms in a row, the alchemy sea in the body gradually solidified. The nine-color zhenqi was extremely majestic. The two rivers of zhenqi were wide and unreasonable. The martial arts barrier had gradually disappeared and turned into an extremely terrifying thing. Tai Chi yin and yang, the power of life and death!
He didn't know what happened to the other warriors who were in the fifth and third decline of heavenly beings, but it was no exaggeration to say that his power of disillusionment of life and death could destroy the martial arts barrier of a Hunyuan Zhoutian warrior.
It seems like we are one step closer to reaching the other side.
It's just that time passed too slowly, so slowly that he had to endure the torture of aging, depletion and death, and the pain of festering all over his body day by day.
In particular, during this period, people in the fifth and third declines have many thoughts, moody tempers, and dull and unreasonable tempers. Only by venting frequently can the pain be alleviated.
"Uncle Xin!"
At this time, a strong young man strode over from a distance. He sat down in front of him, panting. It was Agou who was sixteen years old this year. He was no shorter than Xin Zhuo, with a strong build and thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has a dignified appearance, and apart from being a bit shady, anyone who sees him will praise him for what a good young man he is.
Over the years, outsiders have either respected or feared Xin Zhuo, but this kid is like a dog-skin plaster. In addition to following his father to buy goods, he also tells stories with Uncle Xin, helps pack herbs, and learns to write by the way. He also knows a lot of truths. .
Xin Zhuo glanced at him: "I'm afraid something will happen today!"
Agou looked at him and suddenly knelt down with a pop, his eyes red: "Uncle Xin, help me!"
Xin Zhuo sighed: "Go ahead."
Agou gritted his teeth: "I asked my father to go to the pavilion chief's house to propose marriage, but my father didn't want to. Uncle Xin is highly respected in the town, and the pavilion chief also respects you. Can you help me go? In my case In my heart, you are just like my father."
Everyone in the town knew that Agou and Cui'er, the daughter of the pavilion chief's family, had been childhood sweethearts since childhood. Although the pavilion chief's family strongly opposed it, they could not tolerate the two children's frequent secret meetings.
Now that we have reached the age of talking about marriage, it is time to have a result, but...
Xin Zhuo sighed again: "There are many good girls. Xiaomiao in the east and Huahua in the south are all about the same age as you. As long as you nod your head, the uncle will help you. It's not in vain that you always come to help." !”
The eldest son of the pavilion chief's family went to the county town two years ago to work as an official. Now he is approaching his thirties. It is time to climb up. The pavilion chief has already betrothed his daughter Cuier to Xu Lingyin as his concubine. The whole town is You know, this silly boy was the only one who was kept in the dark.
With Xin Zhuo's current level of cultivation, with just a few clicks of his finger, he could betroth Agou to a princess, let alone a mere pavilion chief's daughter or your lingyin.
It's a pity that the secret scriptures of Buddhism, heaven and man's will, marriage, birth, old age, sickness and death are all determined like wind, frost, rain and snow. How can they be mixed up without reason?
Although he did not believe in such things as cause and effect, in the past ten years of seclusion, he fully understood how terrifying the super sect, holy land, and cave heaven were to mortals. Agou and the others would not be able to bear his own karma in ten lifetimes.
"Uncle Xin, without Cui'er, I will die..."
Agou begged.
Xin Zhuo's face turned serious, his thoughts were raging, and he couldn't help scolding: "Listen to the stories I have told you for many years, you should understand some truths, and some things cannot be forced. You are just the son of a grocery store owner, then Pavilion Chief Song is already a member of the official family, so why should he be far-fetched if he is not from the right family? You bastard!"
Agou finally burst into tears, backed away cowardly, got up and ran away.
"well!"
Two old neighbors next door, Lao Tie and Wang Mazi, came over at some point and said, "I knew it was inappropriate. Someone also said it, but this stupid boy didn't listen."
Xin Zhuo remained silent and continued to collect herbs.
The old man lit up his cigarette and said, "How many of you want to have a drink tonight?"
Xin Zhuo then paused: "How about Lao Baigan of Chang County?"
Wang Mazi laughed: "Okay, okay!"
…
Three days later, dusk.
A burst of festive suona sound came from the east official road of the town, breaking the tranquility of the town.
Neighbors poured into the streets to look around.
Soon, a bright red wedding team entered the town like a long dragon, accompanied by noisy drum music. The leader was an old man riding a tall horse, with a fat head and big ears, and a sinewy face. His eyes were narrowed and his face was treacherous. The housekeeper of Ling Yin... here.
For a mere concubine, sending a housekeeper here is already a huge favor.
The pavilion chief and his family personally sent the newly dressed bride, Cui'er, to the sedan chair.
Cui'er is now standing tall and graceful, wearing a red robe and bridal makeup, which makes her even more handsome and charming. However, there are two lines of helpless tears hanging on her little face, and she always opens the sedan curtain and looks in one direction.
Neighbors all know that there is the grocery store Agou's home.
Thinking of Ling Yin's old age and cruelty, and then thinking of Ah Gou, the neighbors couldn't help but burst into tears.
After a while, the sedan chair left. When it left the town and was almost out of sight, a young man staggered after it, chasing far, far away...until he fell in the dust.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang watched silently. There were some things that he really couldn't get involved in. If it weren't for him, this thing would still happen.
He could only look at Xiao Huang and said, "Bao Cui'er is still alive. Let's see if this kid has any future prospects."
Xiao Huang smiled evilly.
(End of chapter)
