The small village next to the mountains and rivers is not too big, and there are not many families. The farmer leading the way is just an inconspicuous household, but his residence is in a relatively remote location.
The groom drove the car, and under the curious eyes of many people, he followed the farmer's guidance and slowly came to the corner of the village.
This is the farmer's home.
It's not too eye-catching, and there aren't many people around.
The sky was already dark at this moment, and almost every household in the village lit up kerosene lamps, like weak fireflies, swaying precariously in the dark night.
——Although this is the world of cultivation, where there are no monks, they are still ordinary and inconspicuous, and mortals without spiritual power are nothing special.
The farmer leading the way thought to himself.
Although the price of a spiritual stone is given, there is no way to stay in this deserted place. It is unlikely that the monk is a very powerful monk in the legend. Is it just an ordinary wealthy family?
The farmer was thinking secretly in his heart. Although he couldn't refuse the request to stay overnight, he was also quietly thinking about whether there was any danger in it.
"Hey! Are you here yet?"
"If I neglect the young lady and the young master, I'll take it from you!"
At this moment, the impatient voice of the groom sounded, which stopped the farmer from thinking. He quickly flattered him in a low voice: "Here we are, here we are, this is the little man's home. It's not a big one. Please forgive me, adults."
As he spoke, the carriage had already stopped in front of the house.
The groom looked into the house and frowned with dissatisfaction. It seemed that he was not satisfied with the house. After all, the house was not big. Apart from the original owner, there was probably only one room left for rest...
He couldn't help but said: "Don't you have a larger room here? The young lady and the young master need two rooms anyway, right?"
"Look for it quickly, don't delay our young lady and young master's rest!"
Hearing this, the farmer stooped even lower and said in embarrassment: "Sir, this... we really can't do anything about this. We are just a small village. Even if it belongs to someone else's family, it is just like this..."
"You still haven't done anything after taking things?!"
When the groom heard this, he raised his whip high and said: "Since there is no such a big house, then find another family and ask them to get out of the way!"
"This this……"
The farmer was even more embarrassed, but he did not dare to dodge the whip.
But just when the whip was about to fall, an unhappy voice came: "Okay, are you allowed to fool around here? Who gave you the courage!"
"Young Master..."
The coachman quickly put down his riding crop and said flatteringly to the people in the carriage: "I just want to make better arrangements for the young master and the young lady."
"Don't make things worse, you idiot."
The clear young voice came again coldly, and then the tightly closed bead curtain of the carriage was finally lifted. The first person to step down from above was a tall young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, wearing a jade crown. Bundle hair.
After he came down, he didn't even look at the groom. He just bent down and carefully stretched out his hand: "Sister, please get out of the car and be careful."
"Thank you very much, brother."
What came again was a gentle but weak voice.
The farmer, who had been keeping his head down, was a little curious. He quietly raised his eyes and saw a slender figure walking down from the carriage. It was like a weak willow holding the wind, and the corners of his clothes were fluttering with the evening breeze in the night, just like hers.
It's like...a feeling of vulnerability that can be blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.
It seems that the young lady in this family is not in good health.
The farmer secretly defined it in his heart and quickly lowered his head.
He didn't dare to look directly at the guest's appearance. Just by looking at the appearance of the groom just now, he knew that he was a cruel guy. As for the personalities of the two masters, it was hard to say...
When the two distinguished guests stood in front of the farmer, the gentle female voice said again: "I'll spare your trouble tonight."
"No trouble, no trouble -"
The farmer said quickly and invited them in.
Occasionally, when he raised his eyes, he could see the woman's wrist, which was so slender that it seemed as if it could break with just a touch, holding a dark, small cub - it should be a puppy or something, which is loved by rich people. These things.
The farmer's surname was Guo, Guo Dazhuang, and he lived here with his wife. After the farmer's wife Wang Hua cooked for these distinguished guests, she quietly hid with her husband, not daring to Head up.
The groom was trying to please: "Master, miss, the food here is really bad. When we get to Luochuan City, the clan will prepare it -"
"okay."
The young man frowned and interrupted him impatiently: "Don't be an eyesore here. Just go to the carriage and rest. Don't disturb me and my sister."
Hearing this, the groom did not dare to be negligent and quickly agreed.
But just as he was about to leave, the lady suddenly stopped him: "When you are outside, pay attention to your surroundings."
"Yes, miss."
The groom also agreed.
But it wasn't until he turned around and left and returned to the carriage that he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "What a strange person. The young master actually has an extra sister. I don't know what trouble will happen when he goes back this time... "
But the groom didn't think much about it.
Although he is already an old man in the family, he still doesn't know many things. Of course - the less he knows, the safer he is.
After the groom left, the tall and short siblings finally walked into the house to rest. After entering the house, the slender woman suddenly took out an array disk and placed it on the table, pouring spiritual power into it.
The next moment - an invisible barrier enveloped the entire house.
But such fluctuations did not wake anyone outside.
After doing all this, the young man who had always looked cold and arrogant outside instantly relaxed and sat down on the chair: "Okay, okay, I can finally take a rest, senior sister."
"You are all monks, why are you so tired from traveling?"
The one who put down the formation plate on the side was Feng Qingwu.
It's just that her appearance at this moment is very different from before. There are only some small tricks on her face, but her whole person seems to have changed, without her previous outstanding appearance and temperament.
Although they are just as good-looking, they appear more ordinary and look like mere mortals at first glance.
She is a very ordinary beauty, nothing more.
Perhaps there is one more thing to add, that is, the face is pale, the energy and blood are insufficient, the pulse is even weak, and it looks sick...
At this moment, Jiang Zicheng, who had come out to practice with Feng Qingwu, had already sat down on the chair. He looked at Xiaobai, who had been shrinking in Feng Qingwu's arms, and couldn't help but said: "Xiaobai's body size can be big or small. ah."
"It's convenient, but I'm too clingy to you, senior sister."
Hearing this, Mu Jiuke finally looked up from the embrace of Wen Xiang Nephrite, his eyes full of dissatisfaction: "I want you to take care of me, this is my contractor!"
Listening to Xiaobai's displeased roar, Feng Qingwu shook his head helplessly.
"You two..."
