This is a mortal village, and at the entrance of the village is planted a tall apricot tree, several feet high. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's spring, and the white flowers mixed with red silk are clustered on the branches of different thicknesses.

The breeze blows, and the mischievous petals fall like snowflakes.

It's full of vitality, and people can't help but look up.

"Huh!"

Zhong Zhen suddenly smiled, no wonder Li Huaixu would find this place and meet that senior.

This place is also called Xinghua Village.

Everyone changed into very ordinary clothes, and for the sake of realism, they also led a few horses and acted as mortals, so as not to disturb the local villagers.

Li Huaixu sighed and said: "The villagers have changed another batch, and none of them know each other. ”

This exclamation is simply nonsense. The last time he passed by, it was hundreds of years ago, and a mortal's life is rare for seventy years.

The village is not small, not only is it not small, but it is actually very large. There are thousands of households, and if it weren't for the fact that there are many fields around, it would look like a small town.

It's very peaceful here, and it doesn't feel like there will be immortal cultivators fighting outside. Because there is almost no aura here, no one can rob them, and no one will interfere with this large area of villagers.

Most of them are winding dirt roads, but in the middle of the village there is a gravel street that can accommodate three horse-drawn carriages.

On both sides of the street, there are a number of miscellaneous shops, carrying simple and easy-to-understand cloth signs.

A very strange place, a combination of village and town.

The street, which shouldn't have been seen in the village, is not at all dirty, there are no dogs running around, only a few bare-bottomed little children staring at the small vendors selling snacks in a daze.

Iron struck, wine and snacks, grocery stores, it turned out to be quite complete.

The horses were tied to the open space at the front of the street, where there was a special place for people to park ox carts and other things, and at this moment there were many ox carts and donkey carts, etc., and there was an endless stream of people.

They are all people from other nearby villages, and if they don't want to go too far, they often come here in groups to buy some sauces, coarse tea, etc., so they come by car.

At the very end of the street, there is a shop selling farm tools, hoes, shovels and other things, and it can be seen that the quality is very good.

The shop doesn't even have a signboard, the door is wide open, and it is clear at a glance, and there is no need for a sign at all.

There are also quite a lot of people inside, all of them are farming, and the farm tools are damaged and need to be cultivated, or the old ones are sold to the store, and then replaced with new ones.

The four of them entered the farm tool shop, and there was a half-grown guy with a tiger head who was originally greeting the others, but at this moment, he also turned his head with everyone's eyes and looked at them curiously.

Unlike ordinary guys, this young man did not greet him warmly, but stared at a few people in a daze, revealing some curiosity.

In fact, no matter how much they pretend to be mortals, they are completely different from the farming families. Such people will not come to buy farm tools.

The young man was born very strong, with a simple and silly spirit. was stunned, put aside the others, walked over and asked directly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Li Huaixu said politely: "May I ask if Mr. Wu is here?" ”

"How many of them are Mr. Wu's old acquaintances?"

"Exactly, little brother, you help inform him that Xinghua is coming to visit him."

The boy nodded, "Sit down for a while, I'll come when I go." ”

He thought to himself that Mr. had never seen outsiders, but it was good if the other party had a name and a surname.

As for the name "Apricot Blossom", he thought of the big apricot tree at the entrance of the village, and also glanced at Zhong Zhen by the way. Sure enough, she had a pair of big apricot eyes, and she thought that the apricot blossom was about this girl.

It didn't take long for the honest boy to return.

"Sir said let you go and see him."

He pointed to a thick cloth curtain with white flowers on a blue background and said, "I still have to look at the store, so I won't take you there." Break the curtain and go in, through the front shop, and out the back door. There is a courtyard at the back, and the house on the left side of the patio is just that. ”

"Thank you, little brother." Li Huaixu was still very polite.

This surprised everyone, when did Xinghua be polite to others.

When the blue curtain was lifted, the mermaids penetrated into it, which felt quite novel.

In the small courtyard of the patio, there are a few cucumbers hanging on a shelf in the corner, and there is a depression of vegetables next to it, where very common small cabbage is grown. The green is fresh and I want to take a bite when I look at it.

According to the previous young man, Mr. Wu should be in the brick house on the left-hand side, but in the corner of the small courtyard, there is an elegant old man in his fifties.

It looks very ordinary, but it is not very ordinary.

He was dressed in a very ordinary peasant coarse cloth shirt, but his face was very fair, as if he had not seen the sun for many years.

In fact, the sun in the courtyard was very good, shining directly on the top of the old man's head mixed with a little gray hair, and from time to time a few traces of silver light were reflected.

The skin of the immortal cultivator is free of impurities, and his face is very fair.

Unless you practice some evil exercises, you will be black, blue, and purple, and there are all kinds of things, which is not enough.

"Mr. Wu, I brought a few juniors to take a look at you." Li Huaixu raised his arm, waved his hand, and greeted him very warmly.

"Come and sit, it's very chaotic in the house, there's no place to put your feet, it's still bright outside." Mr. Wu explained why he was waiting in the courtyard.

The voice is not old, it is very elegant, but the tone is very easy-going.

The stone table, the four stone benches, and a lot of dust were still stained, and it seemed that the gentleman didn't mind, and didn't perform the dust purification technique.

Zhong Zhen and the other three immediately had the word "master" in their hearts.

It's called going back to basics.

There are some well-educated people in Ningguo in the Qiankun Mirror, and they like to live in thatched huts and write poems. But those people can't compare to this Mr. Wu.

Because Mr. Wu didn't pretend at all, he had a natural aura all over his body, and there was no carving in his every move.

It's like grass growing out of the dirt, and it can do whatever it wants.

Dugu Pocheng is a little restrained, Zhu Ziling is also a little restrained, but Zhong Zhen doesn't feel that way.

She likes this kind of natural old man, as if she liked her grandmother.

"I see you're still the same as the last time I saw you, I don't think you've gotten younger!" Li Huaixu said casually.

"It takes some time to get through the exhaustion period. If I become a young man again, I guess I won't get used to touching an old man. Mr. Wu laughed twice.

He turned his head to Zhu Ziling and said, "This little friend knows how to make tea at a glance, so let's serve some tea to everyone first." I really can't find where the tea is placed, there are too many miscellaneous things, but I am reluctant to lose them. ”

"It's the seniors, and the juniors cook tea for everyone." Zhu Ziling smiled. This gentleman is really interesting.

The person sitting here is the only one who can make good tea.

Next to Zhu Ziling has begun to work quickly, the gesture is purely elegant, Mr. Wu glanced twice, and exclaimed: "The little brother was born in a rich family in the past, and the old man is blessed." ”

Zhu Ziling hurriedly replied: "Back to the seniors, exactly." At first, I had to learn, but then I got used to it. ”

Mr. Wu smiled: "It's not a bad habit, it's not easy to drink decent tea." ”

Zhu Ziling smiled and nodded, his head half-lowered, and his face was slightly flushed with a suspicious red, as if he had been rewarded.

For immortal cultivators, many things are sideways, and he never felt that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and fragrant and boiling tea hindered anyone.

Drinking wine in large gulps is pleasant, and drinking tea in small sips cultivates the state of mind.

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(Thank you very much for the peach blossom fan that is suffocating at the bottom of the sea!) I was embarrassed to tip too much. (To be continued.) )