The latrine door opened slightly, and Nan Feng came out. Bai Ye looked at her, but Nan Feng didn't say anything. Bai Ye changed the pot of animal blood for her and continued to cook the blood.
After using nine pots of animal blood in a row, Nanfeng still didn't get the magical power. Bai Ye's heart sank to the bottom, and his heart ached unbearably until the last pot of animal blood was used up.
Nanfeng walked out of the hut, his eyes dull, and he said lightly: "You can go, I won't hold you back..."
Bai Ye smiled and said: "At worst, I won't practice Taoism anymore. It's quite good to follow the south wind and rest at sunrise and sunset."
Nanfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted like crazy: "Go away! Please leave me alone, okay! You have taken in so many innocent people and considered yourself the master?"
She took out all the money she had and threw it to Bai Ye, pointing to the door, "I will work hard to earn money to pay you back the money I owe you. Please leave my house."
Bai Ye's smile froze on his face, and he didn't know what to do. Why did this girl suddenly turn her back on her?
Nanfeng ran out of the house crying, and Bai Ye chased her out a moment later, but Bai Ye never saw her again.
After noon, King Pingnan came to test talents and recruit disciples. He didn't go to see King Pingnan all night long, and he went from house to house all over the mountains and plains looking for Nanfeng.
Bai Ye searched for more than ten days and visited several surrounding villages, but there was still no news from Nanfeng. This made him regret not catching up with Nanfeng in time. At that time, he only thought that she was acting out because she did not have magical powers.
For some reason, King Pingnan stayed in the village and never left. Hou Yehou learned that Nanfeng was missing and organized the villagers to search for him, but found nothing.
Bai Ye slapped himself hard. When he came to his senses, he knew that Nan Feng was unwilling to drag him down. After being depressed for a few days, he decided to practice Taoism. As long as he left the village, Nan Feng would definitely come home.
Bai Ye went to the ancestral hall to meet King Pingnan and bowed his hands. King Pingnan almost knelt down when he saw him for the first time. He was shocked in his heart: Why is this so similar to King Ran?
Burning King is the banner that Bai Ye once carried, the Taoist title that he took by himself, and now it has resounded throughout the human world.
After a simple talent test, Bai Ye got on the carriage and went to Prince Pingnan's Mansion with the other two talented young men with awakened attributes. They first participated in the marriage ceremony between Prince Pingnan and the twins and then went to the Taoist Female Boxing Pavilion.
After the carriage drove away, Hou Ye turned around and walked towards a remote corner. Nanfeng's figure appeared, looking at the two carriages driving away from a distance, with blessings and nostalgia in his eyes.
Hou Yehou asked: "Do you regret it?"
Nanfeng's face was full of tears, and he smiled and said: "I know I regret it, but I don't want to regret it."
Hou Ye sighed: "With his talent, he can definitely lead you to practice. The prince will give him this face."
Nanfeng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, lifted the hair from his temples, and said softly: "Once or twice is okay, but three or four times? He gave me a year of happiness and never owed me anything."
After returning home, Nanfeng walked into the main room and sat down. On the table were neatly placed the silver she threw out, a few dishes, and a note.
Nanfeng picked up the note and read softly: "Be happy even when Brother Ming is away. Remember to eat on time. You broke my heart this time. You have to make it up to me next time when I come home.
There is the food that brother cooked for you on the table. I wonder if it will be cold when you come back. You girl is so good at cooking, so don’t think that the food that brother cooked is unpalatable. I said hello to the village chief. If I encounter any trouble, I will go to him and I will go home as soon as possible. "
The signature, Nanfeng girl cherishes it.
Nanfeng laughed as he read, Damn Li Ming, how can I compensate you? Why are you so sensational? I haven't seen you cook a meal for a year, and you only made such a meal at the end of the day.
After reading and reciting, tears burst into tears at the end. Nanfeng cried and laughed at the same time, lying on the table and crying bitterly, Brother Ming, I can't let you go, but I can't be a burden to you.
Nanfeng returned to his original life and went to the market to buy official salt and salted ten monsters overnight, leaving only two pig legs for fresh consumption.
The cold winter is coming, and after the busy farming period, Nanfeng has bought the winter grains, and sits around the stove every day to keep warm, humming the song "Bo Bo Wine" that he usually sings during the day and night:
“A thin glass of wine is better than tea soup;
Coarse cloth is better than no clothes;
An ugly wife and a bad concubine are better than an empty house.
Wait until the fifth watch and my boots will be covered with frost.
It's better to sleep in the hot sun with the north window cool.
Thousands of people were sent back to southern Xinjiang with pearls and jade.
It is worse than a quail hanging in a hundred knots to sit alone and bear the rising sun.
Wealth and honor in life,
Posthumous articles,
Hundreds of years are busy in the blink of an eye.
The Yi and Qi robbers killed all the sheep.
It's better to get drunk and forget both right and wrong, sorrow and joy. "
Nan Feng would hum this little tune whenever she had free time. She thought it would bring her closer to 'Brother Ming'. In fact, Bai Ye only hummed this tune twice, but Nan Feng memorized it word for word.
Light snow began to fall outside the house, and the mountains were covered with white snow and covered with silver. Different from previous years, this year's snow came earlier and was more beautiful.
On the first day of New Year's Eve, Nanfeng's parents came back from the city carrying large and small bags. Nanfeng was overjoyed and ran out the door, took the bag from her mother's hand, and welcomed her parents into the home.
"Dad, Mom, why are you two days late this year..." Nan Feng was a little angry.
Her father scratched his head and apologized: "There are so many things at the end of the year, so I couldn't ask for leave in advance."
Her mother, Qing Huan, came out of the kitchen with a sullen face and said nothing. She could smell the smell of a man on her daughter, and she could pick up this smell after spending three or two days together.
There are five large vats of marinated meat in the kitchen, which can't be bought for less than two taels of silver. They work in the city for only two taels of silver a month. The five vats of marinated meat are enough for two and a half years of their salary combined.
Nan Feng and his daughter were talking and laughing. Qing Huan walked up to them and said coldly: "Feng'er, stretch out your hand."
Nan Feng stretched out her right hand with a confused expression, but Qing Huan grabbed her left hand and rolled up her sleeve. There was a red dot on the snow-white wrist. Qing Huan murmured to herself: "Well... Shou Gong Sha is still there."
Her father frowned and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly look at Feng'er's Gonggong Sha?"
His nose was not as sensitive as Qing Huan's, and he could smell nothing except his own foot odor.
Suddenly, her father's pupils shrank. The house had been renovated inside and outside, and some furniture had been added. How could Feng'er be able to do such a big undertaking?
Qing Huan's expression softened, she took Nanfeng's little hand and sat down by the stove, saying, "Tell me, what happened recently? Mom saw how many jars of meat have been marinated in the kitchen."
Nanfeng put his hands on the stove to warm himself, and smiled: "At the beginning of the year, I went out on a whim and rescued Brother Ming on the edge of the Fire Phoenix Mountains...
Brother Ming is an extraordinary man. He became a saint a few days ago and followed King Pingnan out. "
Her father frowned, was Feng'er so lucky? Just saved a saint at random?
Qing Huan sighed, Luo Hua was ruthless, she could see that her daughter loved this Li Ming, but Li Ming didn't seem to have any feelings for her.
"Mountain birds and fish have different paths. Let the wind forget him. A woman's youth cannot withstand wasting away." Qing Huan held her little hand and persuaded softly.
The two have been together for a year, but the daughter has not taken him down, and there will be no chance in the future. Saints practice life for a long time, and it is common to live in seclusion for ten years. How many decades does a woman's youth last?
