Do not disturb the cultivation of immortals

On Fengyue's first night away from the Border Ruins, Tao Ji'an brewed wine in the White Wall Courtyard.

The sea-buckthorn fruit has been dried without any moisture. He sat in the yard with his legs crossed around a large stone mortar, holding the stone pestle with both hands and pounding the sea-buckthorn fruit vigorously.

For a while, there was only the sound of 'Tuk Tuk Tuk' smashing medicine in the quiet yard.

"Du, Du, Du..." When the courtyard door was knocked, Tao Ji'an was far away, and because he was concentrating on pounding the fruit, he didn't hear it.

It wasn't until the footsteps approached that he suddenly raised his eyes to look, his face was obviously frightened, his eyes were wide open, and his lips were slightly parted.

The person who came was holding a white gauze lantern, a coarse cloth bunt, and was dressed as a coolie worker. He had a kind smile on his face, and the lines under his eyes were deeply grooved.

Looking at the appearance, he looks like an old man who is over fifty years old, but still has some strength.

"I... I knocked on the gate of the courtyard, and I heard that the little fairy master paid a lot of money for farming. Before I came to the border ruins, I was farming in the village. Little fairy teacher, do you still want to recruit people?"

The old man was very stiff and embarrassed, "Sorry, only one door was closed, I...I knocked..."

Tao Ji'an closed his mouth and pursed his lips, "It's okay, the other door was burned, and it hasn't been repaired yet."

"I still recruit people, as long as they can dig sand pits."

The old man bowed his body and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

Tao Ji'an asked him to report his name, and after writing it down, he said: "I will start work in three days, and I will gather in this yard when the time comes."

The old man's waist seemed to be unable to straighten up, and he looked very humble, and his words of gratitude kept coming from his mouth.

Tao Ji'an stood up and advised him not to be polite, but he didn't leave immediately, and said kindly: "There is a door missing in the courtyard, and the immortal master is staying here by himself, there may be danger."

Tao Ji'an laughed, showing no signs of defense at all, "In just three days, my master will be back."

"That's good, that's good." The old man chuckled, "Then I won't bother the immortal master."

"Go slowly." Tao Ji'an watched the old man turn and leave, then sat down and continued pounding fruit puree. After three or two poundings, he turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, and glanced around the room inadvertently.

Crush the sea-buckthorn fruit and pour it into the wine jar, then pour in the crushed sugar, the ratio of sea-buckthorn fruit to crushed sugar is [-]:[-], after sealing it, just wait for it to ferment naturally.

After finishing it, it was late at night, and Tao Ji'an went back to sleep.

In fact, lying on the bed tossing and turning, waiting to and fro, a peaceful night, it seemed that the old man was really just looking for work.

***

On the second night after Feng Yue left the Border Ruins, Tao Ji'an lay on a wicker chair in the yard, enjoying the cool air.

His eyes are closed, the eyelids are very thin, and a small blood vessel can be seen carefully, and the long slits reveal a beautiful portrait.

The evening breeze gently brushed the hair at his temples, breaking the drowsy tranquility on his face. He frowned and raised one hand to grope through the hair, and quickly pinched the ink's thin and cool body , Panned twice.

"Little snake skewers, how naughty are you?" The voice was gritted, but the force in his hands was gentle.

"Hiss..." Mo Zhi opened his mouth like a yawn, as if he was not afraid of anything.

Tao Ji'an held it with one hand and rubbed its belly with his fingertips.

A gust of wind blew in, and the oil lamp on the stone table flickered. Tao Ji'an raised his eyes to see a thin man standing on the roof, waving a fan with his right hand, very unhappy.

Tao Ji'an subconsciously glanced at the door, the door was ajar, and something seemed to be blocking the crack of the door, but it gave Tao Ji'an some peace of mind.

"Xue Yu, do you still dare to come back?"

With a sound of 'shua', Xue Yu put away his folding fan and flew towards Tao Ji'an, his long and narrow eyes were extremely dark, "How dare you stay here alone?"

Tao Ji'an lay still, playing with the ink in his hand, "Why don't I dare? What's so scary about a man who sells his wife to survive?"

"I really don't like listening to you talk." Xue Yu lowered the corners of his mouth, and raised his hand holding the fan, as if he was going to do it.

Tao Ji'an was not in a hurry, "The tea got cold because you didn't drink it, and people left because you didn't hesitate. Killing Hong Shao and sending her to be reborn, what's the use of forcing her to stay by your side?"

Xue Yu saw that he looked like he didn't know that death was coming, and the suppressed violent factors in his heart boiled again. He just wanted to torture the person in front of him and let him know what fear is.

"Hehehe..." Xue Yu's laugh was thin and long, and he followed Tao Ji'an's example in replying unhurriedly: "What do you know? She can get whatever she wants now, immortality is not exchanged for money, and the company of a concubine and a concubine is the world's best Who dares to say that he is not envious."

"So that's how you tricked Xianghong."

Xue Yu sneered and disagreed.

Tao Ji'an continued: "Do you dare to ask Hong Shao in front of Xiang Hong, is what you gave her what she wanted?"

"Why didn't I dare?" Xue Yu still spoke softly, Xiang Hong had already become a living dead.

But he won't ask, because he is afraid that it is not Xianghong who will listen to Hong Shao's answer, but himself.

Relying on the umbrella to hide in the dark, Tao Ji'an continued to provoke Xue Yu, trying to get some Hong Shao's whereabouts, "That's right, after all, you don't care what Hong Shao thinks."

"Miss Hongshao is also pitiful. She finally got rid of you and married Xu Buji. The two of them made a vow to be a couple for the rest of their lives. Without your presence, she can still be accompanied by a lover and concubine."

"Lang's concubine love? Would you like to send it? Hehehe..." Xue Yu laughed again, and his smile seemed to be very low.

Xue Yu paused, "In order to practice the inner strength of the Acacia School, my wife has endured all the hardships of washing the marrow and cutting the bones, but Xu Bujiu wants to abolish her cultivation and let her be an ordinary person. This is his love." ?"

"Only I really love her!"

Tao Ji'an stood up, looked at Xue Yu at the same level, and pierced him word by word, "Is that love for you? You just turned around and found that you lost such a woman who was sold by you and who was infatuated with you and hoped that you would change your mind. Are you alive?" The reason why you can't go on is because you don't have the ability. You, who used to be like a useless person, have a great image in her heart. What you can't accept is that after she married another woman, no one in Kyushu will recognize you anymore. In the eyes of the world, you are just a The trash who sells his wife for food!"

"Love her? To love her is to imprison her in the ruins here, leaving her helpless and can only respect you?"

Xue Yu clenched his fist and slammed Tao Ji'an head-on, "Shut up! If Xu Buji didn't believe she was dead, why would I take her to hide in the border ruins!"

"The auspicious time has come. I will take her back to Gongcheng and live a good life with another identity. Before that, I will make you a waste..."

Tao Ji'an narrowly dodged the fist, and made a panicked look as he backed away, as if he was struggling before death.

"Change your identity? Are you going to kill her again and take her home and be reborn?"

Xue Yu laughed grimly, this time the laughter was sharper, making people feel extremely uncomfortable listening to it.

"It's a perfect ending, isn't it?" Xue Yu stood steadily and enjoyed Tao Ji'an's show very much. He answered in a relaxed manner, and then leisurely twirled the fan handle.

The moment the embroidered poisonous needle flew out, the door beside him was opened from the inside with a 'squeak', and a sharp sword flew straight towards him.

The light refracted by the sharp sword hit Xue Yu's eyelids, revealing the shock in his eyes.

His subordinates came to visit last night, and there were indeed no foundation-building monks in this yard. He had been talking to Tao Ji'an here for so long, and he had confirmed this fact.

The sharp sword knocked down the embroidered poisonous needles shot at Tao Ji'an one by one.

Xue Yu made a defensive movement with a folding fan in his hand, "Who?"

Only then did the people in the room come out, their footsteps were flimsy and they had almost no spiritual power.

Xue Yu sneered, another trash came, and the corners of his mouth froze when he saw the person's true face.

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