Tai sui

From Jinping Mijin to Ning'an, there is a group of Tengyunjiao, stopping in a small town called "Zheluo".

Jinping and Ning'an areas have been treasured geomantic omens since ancient times, with smooth roads and few natural disasters. They are not divided up by big factories like Suling Prefecture. You can make a living by doing whatever you want. Naturally, Zheluo City is not poor, but there is nothing special about it. of.

This place is neither a traffic artery nor a trade center. There are no scenic spots or famous families. Just like countless small towns around Jinping, most of the young and middle-aged people have been sucked away by the bustling capital of the country, and they usually seem a little lonely.It was because Teng Yunjiao stayed here for a while, which somewhat gathered some popularity for Xiaocheng.

The short-distance Tengyunjiao does not need supplies, and no one knows why this bus stops here.

Exit the station from Zheluo City, about ten miles to the south, pass by a large paddy field and a lotus pond, and you will see a wild lake.The local people call it "Duhe Lake", and there are no literati and poets to write poems and inscriptions, so it is not a big scene.

Fishermen's songs floated from several lotus seed fishing boats, and they all went to Xingguang's house. Only one with a black awning rowed to the center of the lake against the singing of returning home.The "man" who punted the boat had a big bamboo hat on his head, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Every stroke of the oar was very even, and a gust of wind blew up the water surface, lifting his clothes, and a few twisted gears were exposed under the skirt of the bunt... It turned out to be a "rice boy" style puppet.

The boat went all the way into the center of the lake, and there was a small island that didn't touch anything. There were wetlands and dense forests on the island, and birds from south to north would settle here for a while.

Zhou Xi followed Pang Jian, who was dressed casually, to get off the boat, holding a wooden box in his arms, carefully wrapping spiritual energy under his feet, and somehow turning a few turns in the dizzying dense forest, his vision suddenly widened, and the willows were dark and the flowers were bright.

Zhou Xi opened her eyes wide, and saw the words "Jinghua Village" engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, shining with inspiration.

He just glanced at it, and an unspeakable sense of comfort surged in his heart for no reason, all worries disappeared for a moment, and he forgot everything, as if he had returned to the place where he had been in his life, drunk.

Pang Jian didn't look back, he reached out and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

Zhou Xi came back to his senses in a jerk, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze: "This...what's on it?"

"Nothing," Pang Jian sighed. "It's just the state of mind left by the person who erected the monument back then. It's just that the person who erected the monument is already a 'Master of the Nine Heavens'. .”

Zhou Xi heard what he meant, and her face turned red.

Pang Jian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but sigh secretly—if counted according to the age of mortals, this Fourth Highness has passed his thirties, and he should have started a family and started a career as a father.But Xuanmen kept his body in youth, not to mention, all these years he stayed in the General Administration of Tianji Pavilion relying on his family background, and he has always been a follower who does not have to weather the storm, so his mind has always stayed at the stage of a boy, for more than ten years I haven't seen it grow a bit... It's better to let it go out to practice as follows.

Pang Jian: "You and Xi Shiyong from the Yongning Hou Mansion?"

"Yes," Zhou Xiqiang replied energetically, "but later Senior Brother Xi entered the inner sect, and I haven't seen him. He was young and frivolous, and he didn't know that he was suffering from evil spirits, and he had a lot of misunderstandings, and he never had a chance Contacted... but I heard that he has gone down the mountain recently, so I will definitely pay a visit if I have the chance."

Pang Jianxin said: "It's better not to pray. After praying, I found out that my former classmate might have to be called "Master Uncle". I'm afraid you will hang yourself in shame and anger."

There was only a glimpse outside Yongninghou's mansion that day, but Pang Jian knew that he felt right, that person was Shengling—and definitely not that kind of vain Shengling.

Bai Ling is a half-demon, with a different physique than ordinary people. He is born with cultivation, and he can control the inscription without establishing a foundation.Not to mention after the establishment of the foundation, Pang Jian had learned about his treacherous methods when the Zhao family rebelled.The half-demon was able to deal with the rising spiritual power directly, but that day he was held down by the divine sense swept out by the Hou Mansion, and there was no room for retaliation at all.

And that divine sense is domineering, but it is extremely measured, steady, accurate but not ruthless.Unlike those "immortals in the mountains" who would cause Lingyang River to swell with just two steps, he is restrained and concise, neither hurting anyone nor affecting his surroundings.

A big knife can cut a mountain with cultivation, and an epee can carve patterns on tofu...you have to be trained in the world.

Xi Shiyong has retreated in Feiqiong Peak in name all these years, what exactly has he experienced?

And Zhou Ying suddenly dropped Kaiming and Lu Wu, and entered the pure way.These two people come and go, one exchange, is there any connection?

For some reason, Pang Jian's brows tightened a little, as if the inspiration wanted to reveal something... His mood was a little fluctuating, and he didn't pay attention to Zhou Xi's expression behind him.

Pang Jian's casual question aroused many thoughts in the young Ren Jianxing.

Born in the royal family, Zhou Xi knew that he had the resources of Zhou and Lin since he was a child, and his starting point was higher than that of others. Therefore, as soon as he entered Qianxiu Temple, he took it for granted that he was the "chief"... Who knew it was a joke.

Xi Shiyong is no different, alarming the two peak masters, bringing out the robbery bell, and knocking down half of the Qianxiu Temple, that is not a movement that humans can make.

But among the remaining "normal" disciples, he also failed to take the lead.His Jiumei, who hadn't seen her since she was a child, opened her spiritual orifice smoothly before the first snow fell, and obtained the qualification to enter the inner sect of Bitan Peak in advance.

Zhou Xi will never forget how she felt when she heard the news in the dining hall that morning.

And before he could digest it, someone from the female disciple led another spirit to enter the Tao that day... It was a little-known branch of the Zhao family. It is said that she was more calm when she entered the Tao. Stealing the limelight from the Zhou family's direct lineage, it is only sensible to let the ninth princess take the lead.

At that time, Zhou Xi hadn't even felt the spirit orifices.After that, his entire training period in Qianxiu Temple was messed up, and he got into the mid-level in embarrassment, and the inner sect had nothing to do with him.He stumbled even when he was admitted to the Tianji Pavilion, and on the first day he put on the blue clothes, he found that the "senior" who guided them to familiarize them with the trivial matters and procedures was actually the dumb half-doll who dressed Xi Ping and combed his hair.

Even the sick third brother who in his eyes could only "drain on ordinary power" turned around and became the master of the Enlightenment Department, directly changing Dawan... and even the Taoist structure of the entire continent, which was talked about by Governor Pang I have been afraid of it for many years.

When the sky changed, he was ignorant and at a loss in his practice. Zhou Xi finally discovered that the so-called "high hopes from the Zhou and Lin families" was just his own sentimentality.The clan regards the child as worthless, because his blood only allowed him to grow, and never paid him much attention.

After more than ten years, Zhou Xi never found his position again.

Zhou Xi's footsteps seemed to be stuck in the mud, getting slower and slower, and accidentally lost Pang Jian.

"Why are you in a daze?" Pang Jian turned his head to look for him, barely suppressed his impatience, and said, "There are obstacles left by the great power of the predecessors here, and it is easy to get lost. Follow me."

Zhou Xi hurriedly restrained himself, and took a few steps to catch up.

When the two of them passed by, in the lotus pond in the wetland, several wild lotus flowers suddenly rose up automatically without wind.

If the small island where Jinghua Village is located is drawn on a map, it may only be a few acres in size. Inside, a village and town that can comfortably accommodate tens of thousands of people has been expanded with mustard seeds, which is similar to the backyard dormitory in Jinping Tianji Pavilion General Administration Almost—it's just more "real" than that set, so lifelike that it doesn't look unnatural at all...at least Zhou Xi can't see it.

This is the fake village where the Tianji Pavilion human walkers hide their names and hang out with mortals.

It was late at this time, but the lights were still on on the stage in the village, and some people were playing and singing.

We are all neighbors, there is no intention of making fun of anyone, anyone who wants to perform can go on stage.A group of older women were enjoying themselves singing the old song of Lingyang River more than ten years ago, and children were running around the stage on fashionable bicycles.An old lady drove by a carriage that was no longer common outside, pulling a cart of millet that had just been sun-dried, and hummed a word or two as she passed the stage.

Here chickens, dogs, cattle and sheep are all free-range, only some lighting machines are used, and people’s clothes are still the subtle style of earlier years, unlike today’s Jinping City, where chemical dyeing is everywhere, so bright that it hurts the eyes. pain.

Except for children, almost all the residents in Jinghua Village are women, so the environment is extremely clean.

Backed by Tianji Pavilion, they don't have to worry about making a living, they can do whatever they like.The husband spends time happily with his sisters when he doesn't take vacations, which is a real paradise.

However, people in "Peach Blossom Spring" were a little nervous when they saw Pang Jian. As soon as they entered, the singing and laughter on the stage stopped immediately.Countless eyes fell on the two of them.Zhou Xichang has never been stared at by so many women at his age, and he almost gets up on the same hands and feet.

The old woman who drove the carriage pulled the carriage and waved her hands at the others. She stepped forward to salute somewhat cautiously, and said with a forced smile, "Your Excellency is here, and today I have brought a handsome young man with him. Where is the young master Xi?"

Pang Jian's voice and posture were kept very low: "Brother Xi Yue has come home. He has a lot of business at home recently and asked for leave."

"Okay, it's a good thing," the old woman nodded repeatedly, "Brother is safe, parents are here, it's a good day...you are here today."

Zhou Xi noticed very sensitively that as soon as this question was uttered, many women's expressions changed.

Pang Jian looked at his nose and mouth, and said, "I'm here to give something to my colleague Wang Run..."

When he lost his voice, he heard a loud noise, and a female accompanist on the stage suddenly stood up and knocked over the piano platform by mistake.

She is a little older, with a melon-shaped face and willow-leaf eyebrows, still very beautiful, like a delicate flower that is blooming in full bloom but suddenly hit by a rainstorm, she froze for a while, then shook her head desperately as if she was refusing something.The pipa player next to him hurriedly left the qin aside, rushed over and hugged her, the women who had just sung came to their senses and gathered around one after another, surrounding the oval-faced woman three layers in the middle, It seems that this can isolate Pang Jian and the others.

Pang Jian came to return the "relic"—it wasn't that woman's walking husband who unfortunately died in the line of duty. On the contrary, that one took a step forward and received favor from the inner sect, and he built a foundation.

After the establishment of the foundation, Dao Xincheng, no matter which way it is, long-term association with mortals will damage the cultivation... Ordinary people can't stand it, half immortals can still have children, and after the establishment of the foundation, with mortals, one corpse and two lives are light of.

Therefore, for the family members in Jinghua Village, the establishment of the family foundation means "death". In the short life of a mortal, those monks who established the foundation will never step into Jinghua Village again.

They are afraid of being unstable, so they often don't come to say goodbye in person. Pang Jian is the "mourning crow".

Pang Jian originally took a step towards that side, but when he saw this, he retracted his feet wisely, and motioned Zhou Xi to hand over the wooden box to the old woman driving the car: "I won't go there to be annoying, please pass it on to Aunt Song."

After explaining a few words of nonsense about "find Tianji Pavilion anytime if you have anything to do", Pang Jian was also embarrassed, so he stopped delaying and called Zhou Xi to leave.

At this time, suddenly the woman surrounded by people shouted sharply: "Pang Dao, stop!"

Pang Jian paused slightly.

The woman asked in a crying voice: "Does he have something to give me... for the two children?"

Pang Jian turned around without saying a word, and he bowed almost to the ground, scaring Zhou Xi into taking a step to the side—the Inner Gate Peak Master had never seen a governor so humble before him.

The woman shouted: "Ordinary people are only a few dozen years old in their lifetime, sir, don't you even have the patience for these decades?"

Zhou Xi opened her mouth - people who can build foundations are the best among their peers. It is not easy to hone their spiritual bones in the world, and everyone is about a hundred years old. Building foundations is too old, and it will be bad for practice in the future. Walking in the world can live dozens of years longer, and the appearance remains the same, but the social status and future are also very different.

Pang Jian stopped what he wanted to defend with a look, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Sister and sister, Pang will make amends for him."

His apology was worthless, and the woman burst into tears, causing the eyes of the others to turn red, and their gazes were vaguely filled with resentment.

Amid Zhou Xi's restlessness, Pang Jian took away all the resentment and left Jinghua Village with Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi couldn't help but said, "Governor..."

Pang Jian waved his hand: "Walking in the world and marrying mortals is a violation of the family rules. As the governor of Tianji Pavilion, I didn't think carefully and turned a blind eye to this kind of thing. Now I can't end it. I can't do it." It’s not much to kneel down and kowtow to others. In the future, no one will be allowed to settle down in Jinghua Village again.”

Zhou Xi responded, and couldn't help turning his head again. The word "Mirror Flower Village" at the entrance of the village slowly got lost behind them, and he couldn't see it. There seemed to be only crying in his ears.There was a flower in front of Zhou Xi's eyes, as if a small lotus seal had flashed across.He thought he was too tired, rubbed his eyes, didn't take it seriously, and followed Pang Jian.

At the same time, Wen Fei, who was talking to Lin Chi on Platy Moon Peak, suddenly paused.

Wen Fei has a pair of eyes that are too serious, it is hard to tell whether they are peach blossom eyes or fox eyes, and they are always out of shape, but at this time his face sank for no reason, but it made people nervous along with him.

Lin Chi: "What's wrong?"

Wen Fei took back the folding fan that had been half spoken.The folding fan closed and opened, and the flying handwriting on it turned into a picture of the world——it was Jinghua Village in the heart of Duhe Lake.

In the dead of night, there are many shadows of cranes, and the lotus flowers in the wetland are rippling with the water waves, without any abnormal appearance.

Lin Chi saw that he had no intention of avoiding it, so he poked his head and took a look: "This is..."

Wen Fei wrote absent-mindedly: The entrance to the village where Tianji Pavilion settled his family was sealed by me back then... Strange, something seemed to have entered it just now, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

Lin Chi hadn't had time to realize why there were "family members" in Tianji Pavilion, and then Wen Fei followed the stone tablet of "Jinghua Village" left behind by him, and the stone tablet at the entrance of the village glowed with fluorescence, enveloping the whole small village into a soft in the mist.

Wen Fei wandered around the village with his spiritual sense, but he didn't see anything unusual, but heard the sound of mourning and crying.He knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and couldn't bear to look any further, sighed, and hastily looked away.

Just after he withdrew his gaze, in a small river ditch in the village, a lotus platform in full bloom suddenly tumbled down.

A child accidentally rolled the ball into the river ditch, bounced down to pick it up, and saw the lotus without a flower core turned its head, and a small human head protruded from the flower core.

The child stared at the head in amazement, the person in the flower core smiled and raised a finger at him: "Shhh—"

The boy Wugou's pupils reflected two small lotus prints, and with a "snap", the ball he had just picked up rolled back into the mud.

"Father..."

"Father is sharpening the knife..."

The child hummed in a strange Chinese language, crawled out of the ditch, and ran into the crowd of children who were sleeping late.

After a while, like an infectious disease, the children began to chant after him one by one.

"My father is sharpening the knife, and my mother is boiling the water. The white and fat baby is lying on the board and laughing without wearing a jacket. My bones are tender and the meat is also good. I sprinkle half a tael of red pepper, hehe...hehe laugh……"

Under the sea of ​​stars, the star sand all over the sky suddenly became turbulent.

Xi Ping, who was blindfolded, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

The cloth strips of Si Ming's blindfold fell off, and the scattered star sand began to gather in one place, forming a whirlwind, rolling towards the two of them with a "huh", Si Ming and Xi Ping stepped aside one by one to the left and one to the right. The whirlwind cut off a strand of Xi Ping's hair.

In Jinping City, Zhou Xi greeted Pang Jian as if nothing had happened, and returned to Qinglong Pagoda to be on duty. When she turned around, a strange smile appeared on her face.