The moon was sparse, and the summer wind made frogs chirp in the fields. The chirping of insects kept ringing in the night. In the small farmyards on both sides of the road, my father was shaking cattail fans to drive away the heat of summer, and my mother pointed at the stars in the sky. Tell your children stories from the past.
The watermelon soaked in the well water for an afternoon was cut into two halves, and the centermost piece of melon pulp was dug out with a spoon. This one bite can dispel the fatigue of the whole day.
Seeing three strangers passing by the door, the enthusiastic owner stopped them and stuffed three half-cut watermelons into their hands.
They live alone in the world, but they tolerate the outside world.
"It would be great if those old men were as polite as this uncle."
Hua Qing'er held half a watermelon in both hands. With a wooden spoon in her mouth, she was still a little concerned about what had just happened.
When Qingya broke through the Nine Evil Soul-Eating Formation, went all the way up, and pushed open the closed door of the attic. When the two groups looked at each other, the atmosphere suddenly fell into embarrassment.
After a long silence, Qingya no longer had the patience to beat around the bush with them, so he simply went straight to the point and asked them why they created these puppets to harm the people of Chang'an.
But the Mo family had objections to this. They took out the imperial edict issued by the emperor that day, which clearly stated that these machine puppets were studied under the emperor's instructions, and even the cherished animal blood was also provided to them by the emperor.
The fabrics of those imperial edicts were all made of silk brocade, and the handles were made of black rhinoceros horns. There were auspicious clouds and cranes flying on the cloth, and there were silver dragons circling on both sides. They couldn't be faked.
As a result, Qingya was even more confused. The emperor himself ordered the Mo family to work hard to create these giant beasts, and then use them to attack his Chang'an city?
No matter how Qingya tries to figure out his intentions, he can't find a reasonable explanation. He can only say that the person who can be the emperor is indeed unpredictable.
I originally thought that I could follow this clue to find the person behind the scenes and cut through the mess quickly. This was better, but the clue became more complicated in twists and turns.
But the dilemma Qingya faced didn't end there. He destroyed their black magnetic crystal transmission device and also destroyed the Nine Ominous Soul-eating Formation they had worked so hard to build.
Originally, the Mo family was worried about the upcoming day of presenting the few remaining exotic beasts to the dynasty. Now that this kid has made trouble, they finally don't have to worry anymore, because all progress has been reset to zero.
But even though they were full of anger, they did not dare to make any drastic moves against the Qingya trio. When the other party's power was much higher than their own, all angry actions were very ridiculous in the eyes of the other party.
"Since you won't try to persuade me to stay, I'll leave first."
After making a mistake and blaming them by mistake, Qingya couldn't stay here anymore, so he found a step and left Tianji Pavilion quickly.
However, Hua Qing'er didn't care about this. As long as anyone spoke loudly to Qingya, she would have a bad look towards him.
She scooped up a large piece of melon pulp and stuffed it into her mouth with a squeal, as if the piece of watermelon had offended her.
"What are you eating? Give me some."
Hearing the noise outside, Di Xi curiously emerged from Qingming again.
"Huh? What is this?"
Di Xi, who lived thousands of years ago, had never seen such fruits. At that time, humans were still chasing each other with their prey in the grasslands and mountains and forests, picking the fruits that nature had given them.
And those immortals who live in the blessed land of cave heaven all year round have no desires and desires, so Di Xi is playful and rebellious.
"This thing is called watermelon. It is said that it came from a place further west than the Western Regions. It is an indispensable thing in summer."
Qing Ya picked up the watermelon in her hand and let Di Xi lie on it. She was like a dragon in the water, piercing the flesh of the melon with a fierce thrust. But unfortunately, she seemed to have forgotten that she had no body now. .
The illusory figure penetrated the watermelon, like fishing for the moon in the water, visible but intangible.
After the failure, Di Xi did not try again. She landed on Qingya's shoulder like a tired bird. Her golden eyes seemed to look through the sky, wondering what she was thinking.
Ten thousand years ago, she was the freest creature in the world. But now, not only does she have to re-recognize the world, but without a body, she is destined to be unable to feel the happiness she once had, no matter how boring the world was back then.
"Senior Di Xi, why don't you tell me how to reshape your body, and I'll help you."
Now she is in his ears. Although she has escaped from the loneliness of ten thousand years, the chains of shackles still imprison her. For a sacred dragon like her, if she is not free, she would rather die.
Di Xi turned around and looked at Qingya, but did not answer his words. She was very curious about where this guy got the confidence to say such a thing.
To recast her body, the materials needed are all the most valuable in the world. Judging from the richness of spiritual energy in this world now, even if the world is overturned, I'm afraid I won't be able to find the same material. And now, looking at the whole world, there is not even one in the most ordinary immortal realm. Who has the strength to help her restore her body?
It was a blessing to be able to escape from the cage that she had set. Di Xi was already prepared to live like this forever, so when she heard this sentence from this kid whose level was so low that she didn't know his name, she was filled with excitement. I don't know how I would react.
Should I laugh at him for not knowing the heights of the sky, or should I praise him for his courage?
But no matter what happens in the future, if he borrows his sword to get a new life, he and he will still have a long, long way to go in the future.
"Silly boy, when you leave the mortal world and embark on the path of immortality, come and ask me today's question." After saying that, Di Xi swung his tail in a graceful arc and returned to Qingming.
After leaving the peach land where the summer moon was bright, the three of them once again stepped into the polar ridge covered with ice and snow. However, during this day, the snow outside became even thicker.
After walking down the icy cliff and looking back at the cave on the mountain wall, Qingya couldn't help but wonder who had dug this paradise to escape the wind and rain in the world.
With the current mechanism skills inherited by the Mo family, it is absolutely impossible to reach such a point.
There are only two people Qingya can think of. One is Di Xi, who has not yet fallen. She can create a vast world with just her dreams. Naturally, such a small world is not a problem.
But when this place was built, Di Xi had been sleeping for more than eight thousand years, and the other person was Mozi himself.
In his hands, the art of mechanism is no longer a tool for casting utensils, but a method of cultivation. If this world was really created by Mozi, then his level of cultivation is no less than that of those monks in the Immortal Realm.
Entering Taoism through martial arts is cultivation, and entering Taoism through Dharma is cultivation. All practitioners in the world reach the same goal through different paths.
A few days later, at the outermost edge of the forest farm, a girl wearing a roe deer felt hat sat on a wooden stake, looking expectantly into the depths of the forest.
She had eyes as clean as violet gems. The hot breath from her mouth froze into a burst of frost under the setting sun. An old man slowly walked behind her, like a father shouting when the smoke rises. His daughter comes home.
"Shu Shu, don't wait. It's been two months and they won't come back."
"No, they promised me that they would come back alive. I will wait here for them to come out."
After they said goodbye that day, Tanashushu, who was supposed to go to Chang'an alone, insisted on waiting outside the forest farm for them to come out. This wait lasted two months.
There have been many people with advanced cultivation who have entered the depths of the Polar Ridge, but they have never been there for so long.
The tribesmen all speculated that Qingya and the others were in danger, but Tana Shushu didn't believe it. She held the red coral gilt earrings Qiu Chiyu gave her and kept watch outside the forest farm day after day.
"Well, then you must remember to come back early after dark. In winter, even the outside is not absolutely safe."
After the great elder warned him again, he left quietly.
Although the days outside the forest have become much longer, the night still comes quickly, and the setting sun seems to have jumped below the horizon and disappeared in an instant.
A few stars began to shine in the sky, and the long dark night fell again. Tanashu Shu also stood up and was about to walk back, but at this moment she heard the faint sound of footsteps stepping on the snow.
She has been gifted since she was a child. She can hear the sound of summer cicadas breaking out of the ground dozens of miles away, and her clear eyes have the ability to see things in the dark as if they were in daylight. This also enables her to become the best in the tribe. Huntress.
But Qiu Chiyu discovered early on that her potential was far more than that. That's why she proposed to keep Tana Shushu by her side. A piece of rough jade must of course be carved by a famous artist.
Are they back?
Tana Shushu nervously looked into the forest. Under the dim starlight, she could clearly see three figures, two women and one man, walking towards the outside.
The young man stood upright like a jade tree, holding a long black sword in his hand. It was them, yes, they were back.
The excited girl stepped forward and ran towards the three of them. The snow covering her knees could not affect her vigorous pace at all. The roe deer horns on the felt hat she wore on her head bounced as she ran. When he got up, he was as agile as a cheerful little roe deer.
Qingya also saw the girl running towards them outside the forest farm. From a distance, he could see the two roe deer horns on her head. Who was the girl Tana Shushu who had not said goodbye to her group a few days ago? Woolen cloth?
"Sister Qiu, Miss Qing'er, and Master Qingya, you have been away for two months, and now you are back."
Tana Shushu held Qiu Chiyu's hands with some excitement. It could be seen that she was very grateful to Qiu Chiyu who rescued her that day.
"Shu Shu, why is it you? We asked you to wait for us in Chang'an. Why are you still waiting here? It's so cold here."
Qiu Chiyu stretched out his hands and touched Tana Shushu's cold-red cheeks. He felt a warmth flow through his body, and he felt warm instantly.
