"I want to go home, I want to find the girl with the white feather, I want to be a farmer, I want to live an ordinary wine-making life. I stand in the dream, as a tree, and look at the place where I once stood. Things have changed, the scenery has changed, and I feel filled with regrets. Cowardly and hypocritical guy, when will you be able to return to your hometown?" - Mu Ziyun
The doll flowers all over the mountains and plains made the group of people holding ropes really tired. Mu Ziyun ran around barefoot on the muddy mountainside. He couldn't figure out why he listened to the Fang family's command and became the Fang family. What he had to do, anyway, now, he was completely competing with these smart guys.
The smallest baby flower is the size of a palm, but it has all the five features. No wonder Fang Hui likes this place. She is not catching flowers, she is just having fun. Wherever people chase the flowers, she just makes trouble. The atmosphere on the mountain is very good. What he heard the most was the laughing and cursing. Mu Ziyun gradually fell in love with this family. When he was with them, his body was tired, but his heart was relaxed and happy. He could forget all the physical skills. Doing the most ordinary actions, experiencing the satisfaction of a good harvest.
At the end of the day, everyone gathered at the foot of the mountain. They calculated for a while and counted the number of baby flowers captured. These people only caught more than fifty in one day, but there were probably tens of thousands of baby flowers in the mountain. Bar.
"At this rate," Mu Ziyun sat cross-legged on the dirt, his body dirty with sweat, and said to Fang Qihe beside him, "How long will it take to catch it all?"
"We have to capture a large area of the mountain." Fang Qihe sniffed the thick smoke coming from the small stove. "Today we are letting everyone have some fun. Tomorrow we will make some tricks, and it will be easier to capture."
"Playing?" Mu Ziyun said with a look of dissatisfaction: "What's the situation outside? The Gushan Rabbit probably won't fall into the abyss anymore, do you still have the intention to play?"
"Why not?" Fang Hui came over. She was also tired and said, "Even if the sky is falling, we have to live happily. We are not afraid of trouble."
Mu Ziyun laughed, lay down on the ground, looked at the sky that was about to be darkened, and said: "I really envy you. Everything is ready when you are born. You can live a happy life and do whatever you want."
"You are so petty." Fang Qihe also lay down, "How many people from your hometown can come to Guanglang Liuli Island? You are born with a body of fire, right? How many people spend their whole lives turning themselves into human beings?" Only by not being like a human or a ghost can you gain the abilities you were born with, but you are not satisfied yet and are still complaining about the unfairness of your fate."
"I don't complain, I just feel that life is very boring now. There is nothing I want to do, and I am almost forced to do it."
"Immature! Look at this group of boys. The first two times they came here, they were still full of energy. If you look again in two days, including you, they are eager to escape, but they still have to do this work. If there is nothing to give, If you are uncomfortable and you have to do something, then it is no different from the walking dead. I think you have your own purpose in leaving your hometown. Even if it was for a short time at the time, you should have a plan now. Ha, the Fang family can I got to know you by fate, our Fang family is hospitable and treats people sincerely, so just stay with us and live a happy life."
In the next seven days, Mu Ziyun abandoned all the past, forgot his identity, and became the most ordinary "farmer". His face became darker, his skin became much rougher, and he grinned with two rows of white hair all day long. Teeth, imitating other people's curses on these little beasts, sometimes secretly burn a baby doll with fire, then peel it open and eat the core meat inside. It is really a great supplement, Mu Ziyun's face is flushed all day long. , and also groping around, Fang Qihe looked at it and scolded Mu Ziyun for stealing something good again.
It's been a long time since he had such leisure time. Ever since Mu Ziyun decided to transform, ever since he entered the Qingshan Mountain Battle Barracks, he hasn't experienced such a life.
On the last night, Mu Ziyun had a long dream. He dreamed that he had become a tree in the Qingfeng Mountain Terrace Hall, quietly watching generations of children start learning martial arts from rolling, crawling, and standing at the place where he had stood. , a few people would gather in a bunch, everyone would exchange their little secrets, and then brag about what they had done today. By chance, they would meet a few cunning guys, and they would use the deception tricks that he and Huzi Li Mu used to do, and they would be there alone. While shouting for bets from outside, the two men pretended to compete in the field.
As he watched, Mu Ziyun, who turned into a tree, cried. He regretted it, really regretted it. He had been looking for the meaning of existence. Who was he? for what? What will it bring? As everyone knows, the ordinary bits and pieces in front of him are the most beautiful happiness he has ever had. Huzi, where are you? Li Mu is dead, and there is no news about the eldest sister. Huzhou, my hometown, where are you? Girl holding the white feather, you must still be thinking about me. You must still be standing on the beach in the northern part of Huzhou, looking at whether there will be a sailboat on the sea level. That is the way I left it back then.
"I want to go home." Mu Ziyun, who turned into a tree, finally opened his mouth.
The children playing under the tree looked at the lush tree in surprise, and carefully touched the bark with their thin hands. Then he looked around, leaned over and whispered to the tree: "Tree God? Is it you who spoke just now? My mother said there is a tree god. Can you fulfill my wish?" He pressed close to the tree again. Bark said sheepishly: "I'm too stupid and slow to learn anything. Just make me a little smarter, and I can get into many places."
Mu Ziyun stood there quietly, watching the days and nights of Qingshan Mountain. He was used to being a tree. Although he saw very few places, he would have fun every day.
"Why should I leave? What would it be like if I were still in Huzhou? I will become the leader younger than Hu Zi, right? That guy Hu Xian will definitely take over the sect, but I will definitely take over earlier than him. I With Huzi, I will definitely raise Wu's status to be equal to Fa. I will go to the Little Matchmaker, not her, but Wanmin. Why? Why do I love the Little Matchmaker the most, but what I always think about is Where is Wanmin? I almost forgot, that girl has been the head of the family for a long time, haha. Will I marry the head of Chi Miaofeng? Definitely not, where is the little matchmaker? "
"Huzhou will recover from the war day by day. In a few years, a new generation of disciples will start. Huzi and I will choose our own disciples. After Huzi has been the leader for a long time, he has gained a reputation and naturally has money. There is no need to be frugal in secret. He will definitely take the eldest sister back to the house in a glorious manner, eh? Should I call him brother-in-law or sister-in-law? "
"Well, it's time for me to start a family. I'm eighteen years old. It's been half a year since I left Huzhou. My little matchmaker is twenty-one now? Twenty, no, nineteen? She's so beautiful. Sooner or later, someone's heart will be drawn to her. Wanmin must be seventeen or eighteen years old. I wonder if my white feather has been thrown away. By then, I should marry her, so what if I marry a leader? The worst is, I won’t be the leader of Qingshan Mountain. . Huzi went to be the boss of his own business, and I took my wife to go sightseeing. Yes, I haven’t visited the world of Huzhou yet. It would be better to have a few children, it would definitely be better than Huzi and the eldest sister. She is beautiful. I have a fire body. Where is my son? He must be good. It has been more than ten years or decades. We are old and have finished all the places we should visit. At that time, the world belongs to young people, so we will We are an old couple returning to Tai'er Village, harvesting crops and making wine. What's the name of the shop?"
Mu Ziyun burst into tears, and the branches above his head kept shaking, and even the birds were frightened away, "I want to go home, take everything away from me, as long as you let me go home, I am willing to be a farmer." , willing to get nothing, has the corn wine from my hometown been brewed? My mother likes to mix that wine with the porridge, and my father and I are rushing to drink it."
"Huzi, where are you? Let's stop trying and go to sea immediately. I don't want to wait any longer. I want to go home. Please, take me home quickly."
The night wind is still warm, blowing on Mu Ziyun's clothes soaked with sweat and tears, perhaps bringing his thoughts back to Huzhou, which is currently suffering from trauma. Now, let the most beautiful scenery of Huzhou stay in his dream. When he wakes up, maybe everything will change.
The first ray of sunshine at dawn shone on Mu Ziyun's forehead covered by silk. Mu Ziyun reluctantly opened his eyes, got up, walked silently to the water, and removed yesterday's stains and stains. Happy was washed clean, put on the clothes he should wear, and let his feet get into the shoes again. Today, he is back, it's time to come back.
Fang Qihe shouted at the bow of the ship and directed the young people to carry the baby dolls to the big ship. Mu Ziyun stood aside blankly. When he looked at the baby dolls again, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say goodbye again. A place with beautiful memories, like this, it will be difficult to meet again.
The big ship slowly sailed out of the fjord, gliding quietly in the calm South China Sea. Mu Ziyun felt empty in his heart, and he put back in his head bit by bit the things he had abandoned in the past few days.
"Where to go?" Mu Ziyun asked Fang Qihe who was standing aside.
"East China Sea, go and fall into the abyss, but"
"What?"
Fang Qihe suddenly looked embarrassed and smiled: "I will put down the boat later and leave with some baby grass. You don't have to go to the East China Sea, just go home."
"Go home!" Mu Ziyun trembled, "I have to know the East China Sea. My brother may be there. Only with him can I go home."
"Okay, you can go with me, but the scenery of the East China Sea and the East China Sea has changed. Let's all be mentally prepared. Maybe we won't be able to go back home."
"What happened to the East China Sea? What happened to the East?"
Fang Qihe turned his head, stared at Mu Ziyun calmly, smiled bitterly, sighed, and said: "No matter what, for those who want to go home, there is no need to care about anything, just go and break out." Yes."
Author's words: Forgive Nan Jue for his uncontrollable feelings. As mentioned in the article, Mu Ziyun regretted it, and Nan Jue regretted it, but everything is already like this. It's time to say goodbye. Having said that, we can’t start from scratch, right?
The article mentioned that Huzhou is suffering from trauma. However, how long will it take for poor Mu Ziyun to learn the news? In fact, Nan Jue has already hinted at it in the first volume. As the article says, let the most beautiful scenery of Huzhou stay in Mu Ziyun's dream. Maybe, when he wakes up, everything has changed.
This group of guys who came into the world together, each of them has great magical powers, but they have caused trouble to the world again and again. Will Guanglang Liuli Island start another earth-shaking disaster this time? Starting from the next chapter, there may be less emotional drama, but it will be more subtle. Alas, Nan Jue has written until now, just like Mu Ziyun in the article, mature and regretful, but also willing to accept it. This is life. Ah, this is life.
Go home, wanderers, no matter how beautiful the outside world is, it can't compare to the scenery of your hometown, right?
