Chapter 111: The Old Man on the Roadside

After taking enough baths, Xiao Qingzhu entered the space. She changed into a clean dress and found a lot of good ingredients. Then she went into the back kitchen, grabbed two fat chickens, and cooked neatly.

At this time, Liu Xiu walked behind her and said to her, "Miss Xiao, I'll help you." ”

Xiao Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then said involuntarily: "Okay, then you can wash the vegetables!"

Liu Xiu nodded, she picked up the vegetables and washed them. Although the method is still a little rusty, it can be seen that she is doing it seriously.

Liu Xiu said to her while she was busy: "You know, in fact, I hated you a lot at first. ”

Xiao Qingzhu said casually while fading the chicken feathers: "I know. ”

Liu Xiu splashed the vegetable washing water outside: "I always felt that you were hiding a traitor in your heart. You are so good in everything, how can you fall in love with a fool like Liu Feng? But now that I have changed my mind, when it comes to being kind, you and Liu Feng are indeed quite similar. ”

Xiao Qingzhu said lightly: "You think too much." He and I are fundamentally two different people. ”

Liu Xiu glanced at her in surprise: "Someone told me this." ”

Xiao Qingzhu pointed upstairs: "Jin Biao said it, right?"

Liu Xiu was surprised: "How do you know?"

Xiao Qingzhu looked surprised: "You don't like to listen to persuasion." But since you like him, naturally you believe what he says. ”

Liu Xiu's face couldn't help but turn red, and she coughed lightly: "Cough, although the Mountain Breaking Sect is quite bad, Jin Biao is really a good person." ”

Xiao Qingzhu snorted: "It can be seen that he is very protective of you." ”

Liu Xiu's eyes lit up for a moment, and then a trace of hesitation flashed: "It's just that I don't know if he will understand my mind." I'm just afraid he'll treat me like his little sister. ”

Xiao Qingzhu persuaded: "Don't worry about this. The water flows for a long time, and after a long time, you can naturally see the clues. As she spoke, she stuffed the washed chicken into the crockpot: "This soup will be cooked in half an hour, and then you can feed it to Jin Biao." ”

After speaking, she grabbed two boiled corn cobs and left the kitchen, Liu Xiu tacitly did not chase after her, she knew that Xiao Qingzhu was unwilling to take care of herself.

Liu Xiu sat in the kitchen, silently watching the fire. When the chicken soup was ready, she served it to Jin Biao.

Nothing to say for a night.

Early the next morning, when Liu Xiu woke up, he found that the door of Xiao Qingzhu's room was wide open, and when he looked inside, it was empty. When I looked at it again, I found that even the stinky was gone. Liu Xiu knew that Xiao Qingzhu must have left while he was still asleep.

Liu Xiu carefully rummaged through the inn, trying to find his ladder. Only then did I find that Xiao Qingzhu had swept away all the money in the store, leaving not even a copper plate. This made Liu Xiu angry: This person is really not particular!

I lost myself to saying that she was kind last night!

Just when Liu Xiu was sulking, Xiao Qingzhu was already riding a little donkey and walking leisurely on the mountain road. She held a small notebook in her hand and babbled and hummed as she breathed in the mountain morning air.

After a while, she put away the record book in frustration, and said to herself, "They all say that this poem can be sung, why can't I sing it in tune?" she cleared her throat and sang again.

"Joys and sorrows are always ruthless......"

At this moment, not far away, I don't know who answered the sentence: "Before the first step, drip until dawn!"

Xiao Qingzhu raised his head, and saw an old man with fairy wind bones carrying two wine barrels, looking at her happily not far away.

Xiao Qingzhu hurriedly jumped off the donkey and gave a salute: "Old man, hello!"

The old man stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Little girl, if you lower your voice a little more, it will be more meaningful." ”

Xiao Qingzhu said with a smile: "Please advise the old man." ”

The old man put down the wine barrel and sang in a deep voice: "The young man listens to the rain song upstairs, and the red candle is dim. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the passenger boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk's house, the temples have stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, one step ahead, bit by bit until dawn. ”

This song is sung majesticly, bleakly, but full of energy. Xiao Qingzhu immediately heard his good internal strength. She couldn't help but clap her hands and exclaimed: "That's right, that's the taste!"

The old man smiled: "After all, you kid is young, no matter how good your singing skills are, you can't sing this taste." At such an old age, with only half of his skills, he has already sung very emotionally. ”

Xiao Qingzhu couldn't help but ask, "Are you old and longevity?"

The old man touched his beard: "The number of earth evils is more." ”

Xiao Qingzhu said with a smile: "That's really an old birthday star! The younger generation is envious, envious!"

The old man smiled and said, "You don't have to envy me! If you get that immortal prescription, you won't have to worry about longevity." ”

Xiao Qingzhu's eyes suddenly lit up: "What kind of immortal prescription?"

The old man said with a smile: "There is a happy meeting inn on the mountain not far away, where there is an immortal tree that bears everlasting fruits. As long as you take one at the beginning of each month, you will ensure that you are healthy and prolong your life. ”

Xiao Qingzhu's expression flashed when he heard this: "Immortal tree?"

The old man smiled proudly: "The old man has been taking that fruit for three years, and with this immortal tree, let alone a hundred years, even if it is a thousand years, he can live!"

Xiao Qingzhu waved his hand: "Wouldn't that mean you have to stay in the same place every year?" The younger generation is used to being idle, if this is the case, I am afraid that I will not feel comfortable." ”

When the old man heard this, he didn't force it, and he laughed and said, "When you reach the age of old decay, I'm afraid you will be able to stay." With that, he picked up the wine barrel again, "Little girl, I'll go!"

Xiao Qingzhupi responded with a smile, and she looked coldly at the back of the old man leaving. A gust of mountain wind blew, and a faint bloody breath drifted over the old man. Xiao Qingzhu suddenly understood.

The barrel was filled with blood, perhaps as fodder for the corpse-eating tree.

Xiao Qingzhu was lazy to care about him, the corpse-eating tree had already been destroyed, and even if he went, there would be no longer any longevity. She got on the donkey and continued to look at the record book. But his eyes were fixed on the book, but he didn't read a word.

She was pondering one thing in her heart: could the old man at the inn be in league with this person?

At this moment, I only heard the old man sing: "The blue buds under the mountain are short and soaked in the stream, the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain is crying in the twilight and ......."

The stinky man walked slowly on the road, Xiao Qingzhu listened to this song, and only felt that his heart was surging. When the old man sang "Hugh will sing the yellow chicken with white hair", Xiao Qingzhu only felt as if a sledgehammer had hit him in his back heart, and a stream of sweet and bloody blood gushed out of his mouth.

Xiao Qingzhu suddenly fell off the donkey, she clutched her chest and struggled to get up. The old man laughed and slammed the barrel to the ground again.

Xiao Qingzhu only felt angry, and she said loudly: "Old man, you and I have no grievances, why bother with my life?"