Stone of Other Mountains

On the way back, Xun Faxue didn't talk too much, Song Zhi turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, aren't you happy with your friends?"

"No, it's just that tomorrow will be thirty, and there is no news about Ah Chen."

Song Zhi fell into silence after hearing this, his precious junior had a precious apprentice, but he couldn't like that Duan Chen no matter what.In the past, his younger brother was the proud son of heaven, he only had to practice sword practice every day, and occasionally sent out missions to help the common people.He did his best to let him live a free and carefree life, and being an elder for him just wanted to rectify his name, and didn't actually ask him for anything.

Duan Chen's arrival made the aloof god care about the mortals, he also began to care about firewood, rice, oil, salt, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and even gave his most precious dancer, Hanyu, to that kid.Song Zhi felt uncomfortable when he thought of this, and the more he looked at the boy, the more angry he became.

But he still pretended to be concerned and said to Xun Faxue: "Don't worry, he will definitely come back, he is so sensible."

On the day of Thirty, Xun Faxue slept for most of the day.Pipaxuan was originally a clean place, and after Duan Chen left, there was rarely a second living person, and no one would have the audacity to call Elder Wuwang to get up.

When Xun Faxue woke up in the afternoon, his head was so sore, he saw the hangover soup on the table at a glance, it should be sent by Song Zhi.

After tidying up and drinking the soup, he stood in the corridor under the eaves to observe the movement next door as usual, it was still dead silent, and he still didn't come back, Xun Faxue lowered his head in disappointment.

The atmosphere of Chinese New Year is very strong, even Pipa Xuan, which has always been sober, has a taste of the New Year.In the evening, Song Zhi sent some red lanterns over, and since Duan Chen was not around, it was the little disciples who helped hang up the lanterns.

A group of young disciples carried ladders and lanterns, chattering and busy in the Pipa Pavilion, because they were so excited that they forgot the rules of prohibiting noise in the Pipa Pavilion.Xun Faxue looked at the anger that he hadn't seen for a long time, and didn't say much, why should the New Year's Eve make people feel bad.

Qingyue Mountain set off the first fireworks of the New Year, colorful fireworks over Qingyue Mountain, gorgeous and colorful.After a while, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in other places one after another. In an instant, the night was as bright as day, and under the night, there were people celebrating.

The little disciples gathered in the front hall, all stretching their necks to watch the fireworks ceremony.Xun Faxue hid in a dark corner, watching the prosperous scene silently, the person he missed couldn't come back after all.After tonight, he will enter the sixth year with him.

After watching for a while, Xun Faxue left the crowd and went back to Pipaxuan lonely.As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strange smell, like the freshly turned soil in spring.Xun Faxue continued to walk in, and when he walked through the front hall to the courtyard, he found a small sapling where there was a pile of withered grass, its small body shaking rustlingly in the cold wind.

Xun Faxue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a warm chest pressed against his thin back, but it only stuck for a short moment, and soon left.Xun Faxue looked back in surprise, Duan Chen knelt on the ground and saluted as a disciple, saying: "Happy New Year Master, the disciple is back."

A 15-year-old boy is just growing up, and now Duan Chen is only half a head shorter than Xun Faxue, and he may catch up in a few years.His long black hair was tied up high, fastened with only one black hair button, and his pair of Ruifeng eyes gleamed with gentle light. He only wore a thin black bunt, but he was very energetic.

Xun Faxue helped him up, touched his body, and said with some reproach: "It's so cold here from the north, so I don't wear a cloak if I don't wear much."

Duan Chen said with a bright smile: "Apprentice misses Master so much, I can't wait to flash back to Master's side for a moment. The cloak is too big to attract the wind, but it increases the resistance. If the resistance is too big, I will see Master later. I am Can’t wait anytime.”

Xun Faxue's eyes flashed joy for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised at an almost undetectable angle, and he quickly regained his composure.He pointed to the sapling behind him and asked, "What's going on here?"

"This is a loquat sapling, which my disciple brought back from Qizhou on purpose. From now on, this loquat pavilion will not be 'in name only'."

Xun Faxue walked over and caressed the leaves of the young sapling, making a melodious sound with the wind, he pursed his lips and smiled, "That's great, we will have loquats to eat when it grows up, it should be very hard to bring it back from so far away Bar."

It was really hard work, the young sapling was fragile, and it had been out of the soil for so long, and it was very cold in winter, Duan Chen was afraid that he would not be able to bring it back. Fortunately, the young sapling was very tenacious, and it managed to come back.But Duan Chen just shook his head and said: "It's not hard, as long as Master likes it."

In the bookstore, Duan Chenzai explained to Xun Faxue what he had seen and heard this month, and finally he talked about a very difficult problem.

"Walking corpses? Isn't the method of making walking corpses abolished a hundred years ago? How could there be a large number of them?" Xun Faxue frowned and pondered. "Why didn't I hear any news in Lin'an?"

"The places where the walking corpses were found are far away from Lin'an, and there are only some small sects stationed there. They dare not report to the three major sects for fear of being caught in the fire."

"Absurd, can this matter be solved by holding on to it?" Xun Faxue clenched his hands into fists and slammed it on the table, while Duan Chen silently brought him a cup of tea.

"Master calm down, it's not too late to know now, the number is not too many."

"It's not a question of quantity, the most important thing is to catch the manipulator behind the scenes. You just said, where is the largest number?"

"Xuzhou, the number is around [-] to [-]."

Xun Faxue rubbed his throbbing temples, and waved his hand weakly. "Okay, after tomorrow, I will tell my brother, go and rest after you have driven such a long journey."

Duan Chen really wanted to say that he was not tired, he still had a lot to say to his master besides business, but he was afraid that the other party would be tired by seeing his master, so he obediently kept his mouth shut and went back to the room.He was coy for a while before leaving, but finally he seemed to make up his mind, and silently put a silver-white sword tassel on the table.

Xun Faxue didn't notice his movements, he just stared at the books on the table in a daze, in the huge world of cultivating immortals, he couldn't imagine that anyone would refine a walking corpse, not to mention that the method of refining had been destroyed long ago.In today's world of cultivating immortals, is there any great power that he doesn't know that can replicate the sorcery of a hundred years ago?

Unable to figure it out, Xun Faxue could only fall asleep full of worries, tossed and turned on the bed, and still had some faint head pains, and then remembered that he hadn't used chalcedony for a long time, but the helpless sleepiness made his body very tired and fainted I don't feel dizzy anymore.