The seeds of crossing

Like a blown balloon, the bell knocked on his forehead!

"Mi Shuai!! Oh~~ Stop! Stop! I don't have a seat belt!!"

A particularly tall peach tree gradually flashed as far as he could see, firmly blocking his way.

"stop!!!"

squeak…….!

The wheelchair suddenly stopped in the air!

"Ah!" Yuan Xiaoan was caught off guard and flew towards the peach tree, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air!

The trunk is getting closer!Yuan Xiaoan closed his eyes tightly!

The moment his stomach hit the tree trunk, there was no pain as imagined, Yuan Xiaoan just felt centrifuged and wandered around the tree trunk several times, and finally hung on the tree trunk powerlessly.

A feeling of dizziness and nausea surging out of the abdominal cavity, as if the abdomen was twisted around the bar two hundred times.

"Wow……"

Mi Shuai gracefully landed on the branch of the peach tree, and looked down at Yuan Xiaoan who was vomiting faintly:

"The physique is so bad, tsk tsk."

Because of this test flight, Yuan Xiaoan didn't eat for three whole days. Mi Shuai and Wang Bo ate fish and gnawed bones while admiring Yuan Xiaoan's disheveled tinkering with the wheelchair.

"When are you leaving?" Mi Shuai asked, picking the fish.

"When you say to leave, we will leave at that time." Uncle Wang bit off a piece of meat.

"Us?" Mi Shuai raised his eyebrows.

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?" Wang Bo gave Mi Shuai a sideways look.

"Why should I go with you?"

"Would you like to go or not!" Uncle Wang snorted softly, licked the bare bone in his hand, put it in his arms, clapped his hands and left.

"You filthy old ghost! Who wants to go with you!"

Two days later, Uncle Wang and Yuan Xiaoan walked out of the willow tree one after the other, but the halo did not disappear. Immediately afterwards, Mi Shuai reluctantly poked his head out and quickly covered the top of his head with his hands: "Oh, it's so hot! I'm going back to get a veil!" He shrank his head back as he said.

Wang Bo stretched his neck and shouted: "Smelly Mimi, you are a tomcat! A tomcat!"

Yuan Xiaoan smiled. Just half a year ago, he was nestled in Cao's Village, struggling with his legs, but now, he was sitting here waiting for his two partners to set off with him. Life has really changed. It's different.

He tapped the side of his waist lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

And in the city of Yizhou, which is closest to here, a small incident happened in the past few days.

Xie Yushi, wife of tea merchant Xie Yuncen, died.

To say that Xie Yuncen is just a well-known businessman in the city, it is not worth talking about, because when some minor disasters happened in the city these years, Xie Yu would always stand up and donate some porridge, food and money, and also for her. Her husband gained a lot of good reputation, so when she passed away, apart from relatives and friends, some people who had been favored by them in the past came to express their condolences, and for a while it became an embarrassing topic of conversation in the streets and alleys.

Just after the first seven days of this day, the guests dispersed one after another, and stayed overnight in the mourning hall the night before, Xie Yuncen dragged his exhausted body into Liu'anju, where he had lived with his wife for nearly ten years.

The furnishings in the house are still the same as when his wife was still alive, except that the begonias that were in full bloom in front of the window have lost their spirits now, as if they also know that their master is no longer there.Xie Yuncen walked up to the desk and lightly stroked the pages of the book that was still open on the table. The book was still in the book that he had read to his wife halfway. With a sound, she glanced at him shyly and turned to leave.He raised his hand to grab it, but only knocked over the teacup on the desk, and the cold strong tea spilled on the desk, the pages of the book were completely soaked in the tea, and the handwriting gradually became blurred.

Xie Yuncen couldn't tell whether it was the tea's fault or his own fault. He slumped on the seat, broke down and cried loudly at his desk.

After crying for a while, he seemed to think of something, hurriedly took out a small gray cloth bag from his arms, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper folded very flatly from it, walked to the charcoal basin a few steps, folded it with fire The talisman paper was lit, and the talisman paper jumped a few times in the black charcoal basin before turning to ashes. Xie Yuncen closed his eyes tightly and muttered something.

In the calm and calm room, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the gauze curtain beside the screen floated up gently, and then slowly fell down.

At the end of November, Yizhou City ushered in the biggest snowfall since the beginning of winter silently. Although the snow fell quickly, it added a touch of tranquility to the originally noisy city.

In the afternoon, the city gate was still open, but there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

A black horse-drawn carriage stepped in from outside the city, the carriage was larger than usual, and the driver was a thin old man, wearing a thick gray cloak to wrap himself tightly.

The old man reined in the horse with a "wow", turned around and said to the car, "I'm entering the city, let's find an inn to stay tonight."

The curtain of the car was raised slightly, revealing a pale young man's face. The young man said repeatedly: "You decide. It seems that this is going to be big. Let's stay here first and discuss it in the long run."

The author has something to say: Xiaoan: I'm finally on my way, I want to let go of my burden and start a new life! (Like Zhang Sanfeng)

Author: Hmm, hurry up, hurry up, Xiao Shanshan is waiting~

6th

It was Yuan Xiaoan and the three who came.

After leaving Qiancang Mountain, Yuan Xiaoan first went back to Caojia Village to say goodbye to the neighbors, and took all the money from the family. The three of them got a carriage and set foot on the journey to Yunmeng Mountain.Considering that Wang Mi and the others should not reveal their identities, they would not use spells indiscriminately along the way unless necessary, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by being discovered when performing spells.It was just that the sky was cloudy and the snow was rushing, so the few people hurriedly speeded up their pace and entered the city before the city gate was closed.

The carriage went around and stopped at the door of a small inn.

The old man stopped the car, the curtain was pulled open, and a person jumped out from inside. He was wearing a black cloak, his head was covered by the hood, and his face could not be seen. It was Mi Shuai.He first dragged Yuan Xiaoan's wheelchair down, then supported Yuan Xiaoan's arms, and half-supported and half-carried him into the wheelchair.

Yuan Xiaoan was only carried up and down by his father for a while in his previous life, and then he tried his best to do it himself.Years of actions have become a habit, and I was a little uncomfortable when I was hugged by Mi Shuai a few days ago, but Mi Shuai said that it was just for the sake of helping me cook fish.

Yuan Xiaoan's heart was abnormally sour.The love that I have never experienced from my relatives, and being so unreservedly given by strangers, I can’t say I should be sad or happy, but I am still useless now, I can only research some new eating methods, and strive to improve my health. My own cultivation is to repay Mi Shuai and Wang Bo's concern for him.

Several people packed their luggage, ordered Xiao Er, who came out to meet the guests, to park the carriage and walked into the store.

There are not many people in the store.A few diners gather together to drink tea and chat.

Uncle Wang asked the shopkeeper for two rooms that don't need to go upstairs. When the three of them were waiting for the shopkeeper to register, they heard the diners gossip over there: "Have you heard about the Yunqing tea shop thanking the boss?"

"I heard it a long time ago. Madam Xie passed away. Hasn't it been half a month?"

"No, no, it's Boss Xie. Ever since Madam passed away, he has handed over all the business to the Eldest Young Master and locked himself in the house, mysteriously!"

"What's the matter, Boss Xie has such a good relationship with his wife, so naturally he misses him too much."

"Wow! I have a friend's sister who works in that mansion. I heard that Boss Xie has been locked in the house since he met a Taoist priest on the first seven days. He muttered about making some talisman papers. .”

"What can you do? Can you bring the dead back to life? It's just doing some rituals to pay homage to the souls of the dead. Mrs. Xie is so good, and it should be."

"That's not the case! I've heard that too." Another person said, "I heard that he seems to be talking to someone, but it's actually him."

"No way!" The receiver's voice was lowered: "Is it getting more and more evil as it spreads?"

"It is said that I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Could it be that I have been thinking too much and got hysteria."

"Oh," the man shook his head, "good people don't live long."

Several people sighed a few words, and then talked about another topic.

Mi Shuai, who was standing by the counter, raised his eyebrows, and exchanged meaningful glances with Uncle Wang, who was at a loss.

Mi Shuai glared at him bitterly.

Uncle Wang was slightly angry: "Why are you staring at me?"

"you stupid."

"Why do you..."

"Stop!" Yuan Xiaoan hurriedly squeezed into the middle of them: "Stay in the hotel first, you two are hungry, I just said hello to Xiaoer, let's eat when we go back to the house for a rest. There are fish and bones."

Mi Shuai's face paled slightly: "Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to you." He pushed Yuan Xiaoan back to the room slowly.

Uncle Wang jumped, but he suppressed his anger when he thought he had a bone, and followed him swayingly.

No one noticed that at the corner of the inn, a man in black fixed his gaze on Yuan Xiaoan the moment the three of them entered the inn. He looked away thoughtfully.

It was cold and windy, and the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier.

In the guest room on the first floor of Penglai Inn, the three of them were sitting and chatting. Yuan Xiaoan planned to go out and find a house to rent after the snow stopped. Yizhou is quite big, so he can live here for a while.

But money is a big problem.He doesn't have much silver.

Although Uncle Wang said before that he has a lot to worry about, but, as a human being in the second life, he doesn't want to rely on others to live like in his previous life.At present, I have some cooking skills, but it is not realistic to open a restaurant while traveling, the point is that I have no money.It really doesn't work... Yuan Xiaoan secretly clenched his fist.

"What's wrong with you brat?