Chapter 43 The monks do not speak
"A better way?" Tu Shanyu looked sideways at Ezan, "What do you mean ......?"
Ezhan said quietly: "As long as her family is here, she won't worry about her not being in the lower realm." ”
"Father, now that the political situation in Qingqiu is unstable, we don't need to bother so much with a little girl."
"Isn't it necessary?" A cold light flashed across the corner of E Zhan's eyes, and his voice sank: "My father has never done anything unnecessary in his life." ”
Tu Shanjue's eyes lowered and he sneered: "Really? What about regrets? ”
E Zhan's body stiffened suddenly, his eyebrows were gloomy, but his voice was still as cold as a stubborn stone: "I'm tired of my father, you can rest too!" ”
He turned away, his tall, lonely back fading into the cold darkness of the night.
Tu Shanju looked at Ezan's distant back and muttered, "Father, although you are a stone demon, is your heart really a stubborn stone?" ”
She suddenly felt a little sorry for her father, why would a proud man like him be willing to be a male concubine? Was it really his conspiracy from beginning to end? She didn't believe it, she thought, her father should love his mother, but he hated it so much that he chose the most extreme and tragic way to end the grievances between him and his mother, and he himself deliberately avoided all things about his mother.
The day after her mother died in the Thousand Fox Palace, her father turned white almost overnight, and the eyes that seemed to be hundreds of years old let Tu Shanyu know that his mother was his only salvation, but he destroyed her with his own hands and also ruined himself......
Mao had been in the valley for a few days, she had already become an immortal, and she didn't need to eat, but she wondered why waste the opportunity to eat? Thereupon......
"Eat even if you're not hungry! Eat! Eat! With a charred branch, Shigeru himself did not hesitate to write this famous aphorism on the wall of the stone room, and the posture was as solemn as writing "Heaven rewards diligence".
She unexpectedly found a vegetable patch outside the stone room, which turned out to be the vegetables she hated the most. In view of the fact that this vegetable plot seemed to be taken care of, Ah Mao did not dare to move it, but just surrounded a small fence next to the vegetable patch, caught some poultry in the forest and started artificial captivity.
After all, hunting every day is too troublesome, and this artificial captivity is done well, but you can eat meat every day, and no matter how bad you are, you can eat an egg. Mao picked some vegetable leaves from the vegetable garden, poured them into the fence, and watched the pheasants in the daze rush to eat.
Grab it, grab it! Eat all fat! I like fat chicken the most~~~
A certain chicken that was about to be domesticated shivered, shook its messy feathers, and continued to grab food, completely unaware that they and even their children and grandchildren would become a certain foodie fox fairy's meal.
Half a month has passed, and Mao's artificial captivity program has been fruitful, and the number of birds has changed from three at the beginning to more than 20 now. She built a nest for the birds to live and multiply. Now she gets an egg every morning from a hen pheasant named Dumb.
- Dumb, if you're obedient, I'll eat you last!
Mao smiled at Dumb while feeding Dumb. Dumb is also a chicken as his name, he glanced at Ah Mao's fiery little eyes blankly, and continued to grab food without any reaction......
Three more days passed, until early in the morning of the fourth day, when Shigeru was feeding Dumb and heard someone calling her name. The voice was familiar, but it was too far away for her to hear.
Could it be that I've been sleeping too much lately and have auditory hallucinations? How can there be anyone in such a broken place? Shigeru shook his head, lowered his head and continued to feed the chickens......
This most immortal valley is no better than the heavenly realm where the four seasons are like spring, and the changes of the four seasons are especially obvious. At this time, the autumn mood is getting stronger, and the afternoon sun is no longer blazing and scorching, but there is a bit of warmth on the body.
Dressed in white, Mao lay on the homemade rattan bed in the afternoon to bask in the sun, the rattan bed gently swayed between the two magnolia trees, she closed her eyes comfortably, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, forming a butterfly-like shadow under her eyes, and her long hair hung down like ink, gently swaying with the rattan bed. At this time, she was like a fairy in the mountains and an elf in the valley, indescribably comfortable and beautiful.
"Shigeru!" A voice called to her.
Well? Why did someone call her? Could it be that she is hallucinating again?
Mao frowned, still with his eyes closed, but he plucked his ears with both hands impatiently.
"Shigeru!" The voice called again.
Mao opened her eyes suddenly, and she was sure that it wasn't an auditory hallucination!
Her eyes looked out of the fence gate not far away, and a young man in cloth was looking at her fixedly, his eyes full of smiles.
Shigeru stared incredulously at the boy outside the door, and she poked her face.
Hmm~ sentient, it doesn't seem to be a dream. =。 =
She slowly walked down the rattan bed, chirped to the gate of the fence, opened the deadbolt, and let the boy in.
"Shigeru, this is ...... Did you get it? The young man looked at the chicken pen next to him, then at the vegetable field in the distance, and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.
Mao nodded, she had been very calm since Wu Nian appeared. Calm is not something that everyone has, but if there are more blows, people will naturally be calm. Since then, there has been an additional golden and jade saying in Mao's quotations called "Blows are the mother of calmness".
She looked at the wandering Wunian very calmly, a series of questions lingered in her heart, she couldn't understand how this Wunian came back? What is he going to do? Do you want to repay the favor? If you want to repay the favor, it's good to give her a few more roast chickens, this is ...... What to do?
Mao still calmly looked at the line that Wu Nian was carrying behind him, which was comparable to surviving in the wild, and then looked at Wu Nian with a festive face, and sighed helplessly.
Before Mao could ask him, Wu Nian put all the things he was carrying in front of Mao.
She looked at the pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, all kinds of clothes, shoes, and even combs and handkerchiefs all over the floor. Now Amao couldn't calm down anymore.
She picked up the dry branches that had been piled aside, and wrote on the ground:
- Why did you come back?
Wu Nian put the thing in his hand and glanced at the words on the ground. He replied in a deep voice: "Before I walked out of this most immortal valley, I really wanted to leave. ”
He paused for a moment, saw that Ah Mao's face darkened, and then said, "I went back to Donghua Temple and explained the misunderstanding to Master, and Master also forgave me." ”
Mao pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his eyes and wrote:
- That's it.
Wu Nian looked at the four characters on the ground in a daze, shook his head and said with a smile: "However, my life in Donghua Temple is not good. ”
Amao is a little inexplicable, not having a good time? If it's not good, you can use her here as a refuge? And bring a whole bunch of messy stuff?