After all, the little scholar chose to return to Xiaojia Village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Three hundred years have passed too long, many things can no longer be traced, and the little scholar can only return to Xiaojia Village, the place where he was born and raised for nearly 20 years.

He wants to find his roots.

The little scholar knew since he was a child that he was picked up from the woods in the back mountain by Uncle Xiao, who raised him.

Uncle Xiao passed away a few years ago, and the little scholar also asked Uncle Xiao, "Grandpa, do you know where my biological father is." ”

At that time, Uncle Xiao would only shake his head and only tell him-

"Child, when Grandpa picked you up, you were under the big banyan tree in the back mountain. It's almost winter, you're lying defenseless in the pile of fallen leaves, and you're screaming in the mountain wind. When I see you, your voice is almost hoarse, which parent can be ruthless under which circumstances? So I thought, your parents, I'm afraid most of them are gone......"

Many years have passed, the old banyan tree has been split into two sections by a thunderstorm on a rainy night one year, and the stump branches have been rotted cleanly, leaving only half of the torso that is still left in the soil, recording its existence.

The little scholar asked Ru Lian, "Can you see anything from here?" ”

You shook her head, but said, "But we can ask about the land here." ”

After Ru Lian finished speaking, he took out the medicine pestle and pestled it on the ground twice, and after a few moments of effort, a little old man with a white beard appeared in the field, which looked exactly like the land lord depicted in the Zhiwei novel.

It's just that the temper of this land lord is not very good, and as soon as he came out, he held a wine jug and complained, "What is the noise of the little old man sleeping well?" ”

But complaining is complaining, the land lord looked at Ru Lian, even if he was very unhappy, he only hugged the wine gourd and smacked his lips, "Say, why did the little girl come to me?" ”

Ru Lian pushed the little scholar, and the little scholar immediately made a gesture respectfully, and before he could speak, the land lord couldn't stand it, "Okay, okay, don't ink, if you have anything to say, the little old man will continue to sleep after speaking." ”

The little scholar had no choice but to go straight to the point.

When the land lord heard that they were asking the baby under the old banyan tree more than ten years ago, he was immediately confused, "Baby? Why doesn't the little old man remember that someone has lost a child on this mountain in recent years? ”

After thinking about it, thinking about it, thinking about it, and making sure that there was really no such thing, the land prince looked at the two of them and shook his head firmly and said, "No! ”

"How so!" The little scholar couldn't believe it, "I'm the baby who was picked up here!" ”

As soon as the land lord heard this, he was happy, "You? You're a hundreds of years old goblin, and it was hundreds of years ago that you wanted to pick it up! Then the land lord was stunned.

Tsai carefully looked at the little scholar for a while before he said to himself, "Fox spirit? Then he scratched his head.

The little scholar didn't understand what kind of trouble this land lord was making, but it was not easy to urge, so he had to stand there and wait.

After a long while, the land lord patted his head and said, "I remember." It is true that no one has lost any babies under this old banyan tree, but more than three hundred years ago, a fox spirit came here, leaving a little fox to entrust to the banyan tree spirit, and now that I think about it, the little fox should be you. ”

The little scholar's heart jumped, "Then where did the fox that brought me go?" ”

The land lord scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "It seems to be dead......

"Dead!" Ru Lian on the side was shocked when he heard it, "Why did you die?" ”

The land lord sighed, "When the fox spirit came with the little fox in his arms, they were both dying, but fortunately, the big fox had a Qianyuan bead, although it saved the little fox's life, but it also exhausted her spiritual power." The banyan tree spirit was not very cultivated, so he could only watch the big fox die. ”

After saying this, the land lord seemed to feel that it was a little inappropriate to say it to the parties like this, and he touched his head, not knowing what to say. For a while, the atmosphere was a little dull, no one spoke, only heard the wind whistling in the mountains, stirring up bursts of fallen leaves - falling trees and Xiaoxiao.

"Then ......" After a short silence, the little scholar said abruptly, "Then why do you say 'as if'?" ”

The land lord touched his head and said, "Because when the old fox was dying, it seemed that a part of his soul was sealed into the Qianyuan Pearl." So I don't understand if this counts as death. ”

The little scholar suddenly felt that the cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows was hot.

Seal...... Qianyuanzhu ...... Mother......

"Bang-" A tear fell, and the little scholar didn't pay attention to it, but continued to ask the land lord in a trembling voice, "Then, in the past few hundred years, have there been any strange spirits and gods here?" ”

The land lord thought for a while and shook his head, "No, in recent years, except for the old banyan tree spirit who was inexplicably killed by lightning a few years ago, nothing has happened on this mountain. ”

From this sentence, the little scholar knew that he couldn't ask anything from the land lord.

"Okay." The little scholar choked up with a smile, his mind was a mess at the moment, confused, just realized that he should thank the land lord, but his eyes were blurred, and the tears had already been spent, and the little scholar stood there, turning over his shirt and his shirt in a daze-copper plate, where can the land lord be used by a fairy? A few unknown wild fruits? Will the land lord who owns one side of the land have less of these?

But the little scholar always felt that he should do something at this moment, and the land lord saw the little scholar's intentions, and hurriedly stopped him, "It's just some ordinary things, you can help, you can help, don't be so troublesome." ”

After saying this, the land lord hurriedly took his wine gourd and went back to the soil.

Ru Lian came over and handed the little scholar a handkerchief, and couldn't help but push him and said, "Wipe your tears, look who is coming?" ”

Who's coming? The little scholar's heart was cold, and Mu was stunned to look in the direction that Ru Lian was pointing, but only this time, the little scholar couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

Yun Shu stood on the rocky road with a long whip in her hand, a fierce red dress fluttering in the wind, she stretched out her hand to look at the little scholar and smiled, "Pingle...... I'm coming......"

"I'm coming......" The call seemed to have magical power, little by little, seeping into the little scholar's brain. The little scholar was stunned at Yun Shu's call.

It's just a blink of an eye, that Yun Shu instantly came to the little scholar's eyes, she was still smiling, looking at the little scholar with a pair of bright eyes, and the little scholar was intoxicated in these bright eyes, unable to extricate himself.

Yun Shu gradually stretched out his hand, his long nails covered with cardamom, shining like blood in the sun......

"Xiao Gongzi!"