Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

They expressed their deep sympathy for my experience and promised to take good care of me and treat this place as their home. Some even joked that if I could stay here for three years, they would find me a wife.

I smiled slightly. No one can predict what will happen in the future, so there is no need to agree.

I helped the old man sell salt. On the surface, it seemed simple, just weighing it and then calculating the silver. In fact, it was very complicated, especially when settling accounts, which not only had to be accurate to one or two taels of silver, but also had to be calculated to the yuan, cents and cents.

This measurement method is outdated in this world, but the fact that it still exists in this world shows that their living habits have not changed much.

By the time we sold all the salt, it was already dark and it was drizzling on the road, making it hard for pedestrians to walk. After we sent everyone away, we started to make a fire and cook.

The things they brought with them were very simple, only steamed buns and pickles.

I traded a meat can for a steamed bun. Neither he nor I liked steamed buns, but we didn't mind each other's food.

They sat quietly by the fire, ate, put straw and quilts on the floor, and went to sleep. Before going to bed, they had to knock with a stick to prevent poisonous snakes and rats from hiding inside. Although we coughed a lot, we still fell asleep.

However, I am a country person, without the delicacy and meticulousness of those in the city, so I am not surprised by this kind of hut, on the contrary, I can face it calmly.

That night, the rain was getting heavier. The old man saw me staring at the window and couldn't help but say, "You seem very worried. You have to come to this place instead of going to such a good place. You must have some ulterior motive."

I didn't want to ask more questions, but after being soaked by the rain, I relaxed my guard and told the truth:

"The woman I love is about to marry someone else. That's why I chose to escape."

I quickly asked, "Do you think I'm a coward?"

The old man sighed and said, "Emotions are always a torment. A sincere heart, if used in the wrong way, will fall into endless darkness. But what can we do? Only by making myself stronger and more wonderful, my life will not be in vain."

He continued to encourage me: "Young man, we all know what you mean. You are just tired of the hustle and bustle of the city and want to find a quiet place to calm your soul. Maybe here, you can get some comfort."

The mountain city is not the paradise that people imagine, but is full of a strange and weird taste. The dense fog gives people a dreamlike feeling, and it feels like a cemetery in the mountains.

I'm here for excitement, if it were an ordinary place, I wouldn't come.

I have a feeling that after I go back this time, my attainments in Feng Shui will definitely improve greatly.

Along with the sound of wind and raindrops, I gradually felt sleepy. Just when I was about to fail to open my eyes, I heard a "crackling" sound in my ears, mixed with the rustling sound of rain, as if something was passing through the woods.

The cabin was surrounded by cleared fields planted with potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, eggplants, and tomatoes, but no tall crops, such as corn.

The reason was that the old man was old and had sown the seeds carelessly, leaving them to grow on their own. He guessed that most of the corn had been eaten by birds, snakes and insects, leaving only a few skinny saplings in the field.

The sound startled me and I quickly listened.

The old man, who had been busy all day, slept like a stone, unaware of what was happening outside. Those confusing sounds were getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the whole hut was surrounded by a weird atmosphere.

I held my breath, picked up a rusty sickle, and walked to the door to see what was going on.

He was a little worried at first, thinking that there might be some demons causing trouble, but he didn't expect that it was actually a group of monkeys that broke into his farmland.

These smart people moved quickly, leaving a mess everywhere along the way, and it was impossible to leave them. I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the stone.

Under the strong light of the flashlight and the intimidation of the stones, the monkeys fled in panic, leaving only a mess.

The crops here are my future support, how can I let them go? I picked up the crops one by one with a flashlight.

Although the flashlight was of great help, considering that there was no electricity supply here and there was not much electricity, he decided to prepare more backup lighting equipment, such as torches and lanterns, in the future.

He was thinking about what he was going to do next, but his steps did not stop at all. However, the accumulated water in the fields made his boots quickly turn into mud, making it very difficult for him to walk.

Finally, I simply took off my muddy shoes, shook off the mud on my body, threw them in the yard, and started working.

It was a very hard job, requiring them to bend over constantly and carrying an unfamiliar basket on their shoulders, which was like a heavy chain that made it hard to breathe.

However, it was in such intense work that he could put his thoughts aside and let time pass quickly.

I threw all the garbage into an empty house next door, then went straight to the roof, washing the dirt off my legs with raindrops.

The atmosphere in the heavy rain made me feel a little depressed. Although I was wet all over, I was unaware of the coldness. I just stared at the night sky blankly with a blank mind, like an empty shell without a soul.

Although I am still alive, I feel like half of my life has been taken away.

At that time, I was alone in this quiet rainy night, spending the day leisurely, but I didn't know that in the distant Longya City, an unprecedented storm had already set off.

At this time, in a huge conference room, more than 20 people were debating an important matter. Long Hai was one of them and was accused by everyone.

As a teacher, he lost sight of the purpose he was supposed to teach, and disappeared without a trace.

"Long Hai, you still have more than three months to go. If the murderer is not found in three months, our decades-long plan will fail. Do you take the blame?"

"We had high expectations of you and repeatedly told you to be careful, but you seemed so confident every time and ended up breaking your promise at the most important moment. Sigh..."

"How foolish! No wonder you have been practicing for so many years and are still at the middle level of a Feng Shui master. If you want to go further, I'm afraid you won't have that luck!"

Long Hai was so pale by this series of accusations that he looked like he had eaten something dirty. He couldn't bear this kind of accusation, and he didn't want to make a fool of himself in public, because he knew that if he caused public outrage, he wouldn't be able to bear even the smallest punishment.

He did not explain, because the mistake had been made, it was his negligence, it was his fault. He was furious, but if he could let him know who did it, he would definitely teach him a lesson.

Just as everyone was filled with righteous indignation and indignation, a white-haired old man stepped forward and said:

"Well, there's no point in blaming them. The most urgent thing is to find the right person. Long Hai, how is the person you sent out doing?"

These words were directed to Long Hai, his oldest disciple and the one with the best qualifications.

Every time they encountered danger, the old man would help. Although everyone was still angry, they did not dare to act rashly due to the old man's majesty.

Long Hai understood what he meant and immediately replied:

"Master, the people we sent out only found a badly damaged watch part in a canyon. All other clues have been lost."

The old man stroked his beard and sighed:

"This kid obviously wants to cut off ties with you. Alas, it's all your fault for not taking good care of him. He was heartbroken and ended up like this."

Long Hai replied somewhat unhappily:

"Teacher, didn't you say you wanted to train him thoroughly? I was just following your orders!"

In the past three years, he has gone through too many hardships, too many hardships. It is precisely because of this that he has received unexpected treatment along the way, and his life has become comfortable and he has gained some weight.

Being served tea and water every day, being ordered around, being ordered around, the feeling of being ordered around was so wonderful that even after he went back, he still couldn't extricate himself from it.

"What's more, all the money I worked so hard to earn was taken away by this guy!"

He gritted his teeth. More than 20 years of hard work were gone in the blink of an eye. Everyone else was fighting for Dragon Fang, but this young man did not play by the rules and never showed up again, making him lose face and be despised by everyone.

If it weren't for his strong mental strength, he would have been sprayed to death by the spit.

The old man slammed the table and said in a deep voice: "No matter right or wrong, let's find that person first. From now on, I will teach this child. Don't waste his talent."

This elder has a very high status in the entire Longya, and his cultivation is also the most powerful among all the people present.

Even Bai Yu could only be obedient like a child and not dare to disobey.

Bai Yu showed a look of despair, and said to the old man sincerely: "Elder Ling, we have used all the techniques we can use and invited several mid-level Feng Shui masters, but we still can't find any trace of him. So, this time, you have to take action."

This old man is one of the few top Feng Shui masters in the martial arts world. He seldom participates in worldly affairs because he can no longer make accurate predictions. Even if he does, he will not reveal it easily because once he does, it will harm his own luck and even put his life in danger.

Therefore, no one would disturb him unless it was a life-and-death situation.