The rain the night before was so heavy that it seemed to wash away all the stains in the world. The rain in the back of the night was dripping, giving the struggling creatures a chance to breathe.

It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but the cold of winter has not completely subsided, and the cold of the night rain makes even people who are not old feel that it is difficult to endure.

The fire in the study was burning all the time, giving off a warm temperature, but it still seemed to be unable to resist the cold outside. Han Shou shrunk and shrunk the blanket on his body, but he still felt a little cold, so he picked up the hot tea beside him and drank it all in one gulp.

"What? A cultivator is so afraid of the cold? The old man behind the desk put down the fold in his hand, looked at Han Shou and asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with the cultivators, aren't the cultivators also human! If you are a human being, you will be afraid of the cold, this is the principle of heaven! Han Shou grabbed the pastries on the side and took one bite at a time.

"Yes." The old man threw a bag out with a smile, and Han Shou, who was still eating pastries, hurriedly put down the pastries in his hand and grabbed them. After opening the bag and counting the number of gold leaves inside, Han Shou grinned, "The Prime Minister's shot is generous!" ”

"You deserve it." The old man, whom Han Shou called the prime minister, got up from behind the desk, walked to the window, looked at the dripping rain, and sighed: "This spring rain came in time, and there will be a good harvest this year!" ”

"The high-ranking Prime Minister will also care about the harvest in the countryside?" Han Shou had already finished eating a plate of pastries, and stretched out his magic hand to another plate of pastries shaped like plum blossoms.

"It is said that the country songs and rumors cannot be spread into the Hanlin Academy, but if the Manchu Dynasty does not know the suffering of the world, what is the difference between it and the vendor who sells sweet potatoes?" Turning around, the smile on the old man's face was gone, "Do you know the identity of that person?" ”

"It should be someone in the palace, you can't be wrong." Han Shou touched it from his arms, and then pulled out a token. The token material is neither jade nor gold, the whole body is crystal clear, and there is no complicated pattern. Only on the front is a majestic mountain depicted.

Rubbing his fingers on the token, Han Shou looked reluctant, "If it weren't for the trouble caused by wearing this thing, I really don't want to give it back to you." After saying that, he threw it directly to the old man.

Looking at the familiar token in his hand, the old man smiled, then placed it on the table, and then asked, "What about the two people?" ”

"It's been sent out of town." After Han Shou ate the last piece of plum blossom pastry, he patted his chest and said, "I, Han, am doing something, are you still not at ease?" ”

"Those people can't wait, some things are better to be careful."

The old man took out a letter from the table and handed it to Han Shou. "The last thing, after doing this, the agreement between you and me will be completed."

Looking at the envelope in front of him, Han Shou was suspicious, "Can you, an old fox, be so kind?" ”

"I'm still a young man compared to you." The old man looked at Han Shou and took the letter, and then said: "Don't worry, after you leave the capital, I will arrange for someone to take those orphans you adopted to the mansion, and when the time comes, whether they are studying or practicing martial arts, it is up to them to choose." ”

"Don't you want to threaten me with them!" Han Shou paced around the room nonchalantly, looking east and west.

"Offending a cultivator is not a wise choice."

"Speaking of which, how long do you want to hide it? Gu Yanxi, that old guy, noticed some frowns. Han Shou stopped in front of a vase and suddenly said thoughtlessly.

"What if they know about it today? Back then, Da Chu took over the world, and now she wants to roast her children on the fire. Gu Yanxi, that old guy, took it for granted. ”

"That couldn't be better! I'm leaving! Han Shou carried the letter in his arms, then stepped on the flying sword that had appeared in the Zhao Guogong Mansion and flew directly into the sky. It's just that it didn't take much to get Han Shou flying back again.

"What, you still want to eat? Then I'll ask the kitchen guy to make you some to take away? Seeing Han Shou fly back again, the old man said with a smile.

"Now, here's for you. Every day at three o'clock in the afternoon, take one grain in your mouth with rootless water, and wait until the cold breath leaves your body, and then spit it out. After 30 consecutive days, your life span can be extended by at least 10 years! Han Shou stood on top of the flying sword and threw a gold-patterned brocade bag to the old man.

Looking at the brocade bag in his hand, the smile on the old man's face became even warmer. "I appreciate your kindness, but the old man doesn't need it now, and the remaining time is enough!" After speaking, the old man threw the brocade bag to Han Shou again.

"Whatever you want." Han Shou was not reluctant, and after falling this sentence, he left with his sword.

A gust of night breeze took advantage of the door that Han Shou had not closed when he left, and blew into the room, and the room, which was originally a little warm, suddenly became cold. The old man, who was wearing only a thin robe, didn't seem to feel the cold, so he stood at the door, looking up at the rising sun in the east.

Although a fire has been lit, the windy walls have taken away all the temperature of the firewood, and it is raining at night, and there are few dry places in the ruined temple. In order not to let his young nephew freeze, Xie Quan tried his best to hold his nephew in his arms.

Looking at his nephew who had fallen asleep in his arms, but was shivering a little because of the cold, Xie Quan felt sad in his heart. Who would have thought that the huge Zhao State Mansion would collapse overnight, and there was nothing he could do about it. Thinking of this, Xie Quan angrily smashed the pillar beside him.

"If you have this time to vent your anger here, you might as well learn your three-legged cat spell well, so that you can avenge your family."

"Who?" Hearing the voice, Xie Quan hugged his nephew in his arms tightly, and stood up and looked around with a nervous face.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" It seemed that Xie Quan's strength was a little too strong, hurting the boy in his arms, and he asked curiously with his big sleepy eyes.

"Yu'er, uncle will protect you." While comforting his nephew in his arms, Xie Min shouted outside the ruined temple: "Sneaky, hurry up and come out for me." ”

"What, treat your lifesaver like this?" Han Shou appeared in the broken temple out of thin air, then walked to the fire, took out a few large sweet potatoes from his arms, and roasted them by himself.

"Benefactor!" Although in the Zhao Guogong Mansion, Xie Min did not see Han Shou's face clearly, but after Han Shou appeared, Xie Min quickly determined from his breath that Han Shou was the one who saved him and his nephew. Without the slightest hesitation, Xie Min directly put his nephew on the ground, and then pulled his nephew to kneel in front of Han Shou.

"Thank you for the grace of saving your life!"

Bang bang, three very loud kowtows sounded, and when Xie Quan raised his head, his originally smooth forehead was already bloody. "I beg the immortals to take me as a disciple and teach the immortal method!"

"I will indeed accept apprentices, but that person is not you, but ......" The burning wooden stick in Han Shou's hand pointed at Xie Quan, and then moved.

The little boy standing next to Xie Quan hid behind Xie Quan a little timidly, not daring to look at the man in front of him.

"Immortal, this ......" Xie Quan, who knew that his qualifications were not high, understood that his chances of worshipping under the immortal sect were very slim, but the nephew behind him had a huge secret. It is a blessing to be accepted by the immortals, but if it is known by the Qi County family, I am afraid it will be a big disaster.

"I understand what you are worried about, don't worry, I will explain it to your own family." Han Shou used a wooden stick to move the firewood, and then pulled out the charred sweet potatoes that had been roasted on the surface. Not afraid of the temperature of sweet potatoes, Han Shou broke it hard, and a sweet smell spread in the broken temple.

"Kid, do you want to eat?" Han Shou placed the roasted sweet potato with a warm red heart in front of the boy, revealing a smile that he thought was kind.

The boy who was suddenly taken away from sleep, and the wind and rain were blowing, and the boy who had been tossed all night was actually a little hungry. But the scriptures and history that he had read since he was a child still made the boy not take the sweet potato, but said seriously: "The gentleman is not subject to food!" ”

Hearing this, Han Shou was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and took most of the sweet potato in his hand in one bite, "Since this is the case, I won't be strong." ”

"Yu'er, the immortal chief is an elder, and the elder gives it, but it can't be given." Xie Quan wanted to reach out and take Han Shou's sweet potatoes for his nephew, but found that Han Shou had eaten all the remaining sweet potatoes after a while.

Xie Quan was a little embarrassed, his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and it was not withdrawn, nor was it stopped.

Fortunately, at this time, this boy named Xie Yu suddenly spoke: "You are an immortal, then do you know immortal arts?" ”

"You want to learn?" Han Shou had already taken out the second sweet potato at this time and ate most of it.

"Hmm!" The boy nodded like a chicken eating rice.

"Why do you want to learn immortal arts?" Han Shou stopped what he was doing and looked directly into the boy's clear and innocent eyes. In those crystal-like eyes, it was crystal clear.

"Fun! Terrible! ”

"Yu'er, don't be presumptuous!" When Xie Quan heard what Xie Yu said, he immediately panicked. Most of the monks on the mountain have a strange temperament and are moody. One moment, he may want to accept Xie Yu as an apprentice because of his qualifications, and the next moment he may let his nephew die because of two sentences of fairy tales.

"My apprentice, don't let others scold!" Han Shou smiled and handed the third sweet potato that had been peeled off the charred skin to Xie Yu, "Good boy, this is what you deserve." ”

After Xie Yu finished eating the sweet potato and fell asleep peacefully, Han Shou walked outside the broken temple, and Xie Quan followed behind him.

Maybe it's because his nephew was accepted as an apprentice by the immortals, and he has an explanation for his father and eldest brother under the spring, even if the temperature is cold in the early morning after the rain, Xie Quan's heart is still as warm as spring.

"It's a good thing for him and me to take your nephew as an apprentice, so you don't have to worry, I won't delay your nephew's qualifications." Han Shou didn't have the frivolity he had before, and he had a little immortal demeanor in the rising sun.

"The world will change, and the raid of Zhao Guogong's mansion is just a prelude. In the end, even if it is your own family, the Xie family of Qi County will not be spared. Han Shou's words were like throwing a boulder from the Nine Heavens, not only stirring up waves on Xie Quan's heart lake, but also running through it.

For the heritage of the family, even if Xie Quan doesn't know much, he also knows that even if the dynasty changes, it will not affect the family at all. And now, the immortal actually said that his family would not be spared in the future chaos.

"Ask the immortals for guidance!" Xie Quan fell directly to his knees and prayed loudly.

"To the north not to the west, I don't see Liu when I meet Chen."

When Xie Quan raised his head, he found that except for a long sword in front of him, there was no figure of the immortal Han Shou. When he got up and returned to the ruined temple, his sleeping nephew was gone.

A bonfire that burned overnight, leaving only smoke. Xie Quan picked up the fire and took advantage of the last spark to roast the only dry food left on his body.

"To the north not to the west, I don't see Liu when I meet Chen. What does this mean? While eating the dry food, Xie Quan thought about the words that Han Shou had left for him. It's easy to understand that it's not going north to the west. But what does it mean when Chen doesn't see Liu? Is it that you can't see someone surnamed Liu, or that you can't see someone surnamed Chen?

After stuffing the last piece of dry food into his mouth, Xie Quan still didn't figure it out. By this time, it was already dawn. Carrying his bags and thinking about what his father said to himself and his eldest brother before he died, Xie Quan found a direction and began to trek through mountains and rivers!