The moon was round and large, and it seemed surprisingly close to the ground, so close that it seemed to be touchable with a stretch of hand.

Meng Di pursed his lips tightly, sitting upright, his expression was surprisingly serious, Lu Yan sat opposite him, about three or four steps away, as if he was very tired, leaning forward, his two hands on the ground, his expression was also a little stunned, and when he looked closely, there were tears dripping from his eyes.

"So that's the case, the truth of the secret of the heart, that's what it is..."

Muttering, Lu Yan, who had always been calm and self-controlled, was a little unable to control himself, his voice was choked, his hands dug deep into the soil, and he bent and stretched unconsciously.

"Never write in Hunting, never write in Hunting... I have read the text countless times, and it is only today that I understand its meaning, which is why the Master is so sad that he has not written it..."

With a cough, Meng Di said with a grimace: "So, I said you had better think clearly." ”

After thinking about it, he said: "Actually, for your purposes, you don't necessarily have to practice the art of heart fasting, I can feel that your potential is very good, I can give you some other things, you should know that in the exploration of soul spells, I have gone farther than anyone else..."

Shaking his head slightly, Lu Yan's voice was still choked, but his tone was extremely resolute.

"Sir, you have misunderstood."

"Along with the tears, it was Lu Buyuan's last weakness, and after the tears dried up, my farewell was over."

"Inheriting the name of 'Yan Hui', I have always wanted to know more about this person, this person who has not left any footprints, but has received the highest attention from the master."

"Sir, I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity to perceive these unknown things, so that I can finally understand the truth of many things."

"I want to thank you even more for giving me the opportunity, an opportunity for me to 'truly become Yan Hui'."

"So, sir, please don't waste any more time, tell me what I should do..."

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"Virtuous nephew, virtuous nephew... Virtuous nephew?! ”

"Ahh Uncle, what do you say! ”

Yun Chongbo, who was daydreaming in a daze, was startled back by Hua Shengrong's heavy slap, shook his head, and then understood, while greeting Hua Shengrong, he wondered in his stomach: "Hey, why did I dream of Xiaoyin again, but she was well dressed, and she probably found her family..." I am at least accompanied by my uncle on the road, Wenshuang is alone, and now he must be very lonely..."In fact, Xiao Wenshuang and Yuqing are in the same Taiping Road, it can be said that there are comrades all around him, this Yun Chongbo understands it tightly in his heart, but in his heart, in the deepest place, he stubbornly believes that only he can be regarded as a person who "accompanies Xiao Wenshuang", and only when he is there, Xiao Wenshuang will "not feel lonely", but this point is buried very deeply, if someone really asks, he will never admit it.

He missed Xiao Wenshuang, and was a little distracted for a while, and finally Lingtai Shangming, thinking: "Uncle seems to be calling me..." ”

Although he covered it up, Hua Shengrong has accumulated years of old rivers and lakes, almost a refined person, what does he not understand, just a glance in his stomach to understand: "Children are thinking about women", if it is a weekday, Hua Shengrong is indispensable to teasing, but today he is really "with important things", think about the priorities, and finally decided to press the fun first.

…

“… In other words, uncle, you want to tell me that in this peach blossom garden, there is a cornucopia, which is the kind of thing that can turn a lot of silver into it if you put a piece of silver... Isn't it? ”

Seeing Hua Shengrong nodding vigorously, Yun Chong sighed and said, "I understand." ”

"Uncle, you have been bored in this place for so long, no one can deceive, and finally hit me again, but all my money has been put on you, what do you want?"

After speaking, Hua Shengrong's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, how can I be this kind of person..."Yun Chongbo ignored him, pouted and said: "But you should at least change your tricks, as far as I can see with my own eyes, this is the third time you have changed this trick..." It's okay, I'll let it go, nephew, listen, if I still lie this time, I'll thunder down and split Hua Shengrong into a piece of charcoal! ”

If this oath is actually very poisonous, but Yun Chongbo has opened his eyes since he met Hua Shengrong, and he doesn't know how many ghost tricks he has seen, so what kind of oath will he believe, and when he was about to sneer at him for a few words, he suddenly heard a loud thunderbolt, and there was really a thunderbolt falling from the sky, splitting Hua Shengrong to the full!

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"Shooting for that kind of clown, is it a loss of Mr.'s identity?"

Before the full moon, Meng Di's left hand was behind his back, his right hand was open weakly, across his chest, and there was still a purple current overflowing between his fingers.

"I'm not for that clown, I'm for that kid."

"He... has good potential, I don't want him to lose his respect for Haotian because of a presumptuous liar. ”

Lu Yan's expression was very solemn, obviously quite appreciative of Meng Di's words, after thinking about it, he said, "Isn't Mr. interested... What cornucopia to that? ”

Meng Di laughed and said: "In the Peach Blossom Spring, I know every corner well, so what cornucopia is?!" ”

He also said: "Don't mention the gossip again, gather your mind, capture your vitality, and accept the secret of my heart!" ”

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"Uncle, uncle!"

The whole person was made into black charcoal and it was like a piece, Hua Shengrong lay straight on the ground, completely unconscious, until Yun Chongbo splashed the fourth bucket of water, he groaned, woke up, stunned for a while, and then remembered the cause and effect, and did not feel sadness from it, hugged Yun Chongbo's thigh, tears like a spring.

"Virtuous nephew, God really doesn't have long eyes... Nephew, why are you kicking me?! ”

flew up and kicked Hua Shengrong far away, Yun Chongbo also took a few steps back at the same time, looked up at the sky, and said nervously: "Uncle, when you want to find a split, you will scold yourself, don't even affect me..." Besides, if God wants to have a miracle, he should also go to split flowers and win Rong's house, why did he hit Lao Tzu's head? ! Suddenly shivered, and thought: "This is very bad, Lao Tzu has not known how many poisonous oaths of beheading and bleeding blood in the past, I originally said that it should and will only be on Hua Shengrong, if it really has eyes..."

…

It took a long time, and Hua Shengrong cleaned up neatly, but he still didn't give up, just wrapped up in the clouds.

"I'll tell you, virtuous nephew, this place really has a cornucopia, think about it, it's not the first time that the uncle has deceived people, if you want to be beaten by lightning, you should have suffered one or two hundred times... Uh, don't look at me like that... The reason why he was beaten this time was because the uncle was telling the truth and revealing his chance! ”

couldn't entangle him anymore, Yun Chongbo smiled bitterly, sat down and said, "Uncle, you can speak slowly, I'll just listen." The heart was already refreshing: "Anyway, I can't sleep at this time, so I should listen to him." ”

Seeing that he had finally softened, Hua Shengrong was in high spirits and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

He also said: "In fact, the road to heaven is only open for those who have a heart, and you have also seen the cornucopia, but you don't know it." If it weren't for the uncle's careful heart, he would have let this baby slide over gently. ”

It turned out that when the three of them first entered the Peach Blossom Spring, when they were resting at Gan Laohan's house, the salt at home was gone, and the little girl held the jar to fill the salt, and fell in the eyes of Hua Shengrong, and she was very suspicious at that time.

"At that time, I thought, virtuous nephew, this place does have grain and mulberry, but there are no salt fields, no salt wells, and no communication with outsiders, salt must have eaten a piece of less, even if they brought a lot when they fled the famine, but after thousands of years of eating, it makes no sense that they haven't eaten it yet."

Yun Chongbo couldn't help but be more serious when he said this, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that there was some truth.

"I have this heart, I have been much more careful, these days, I have been walking around the village, the more I look at this, the bigger the problem."

After Hua Shengrong's investigation, it was found that in this peach blossom garden, not only is there no salt production, but also a lot of necessities for life are missing.

"There is no iron in this place, but there are no more things like plowshares and sickles, and they are not old, and they are definitely not old goods that have been passed down for thousands of years. Although some herbs are produced, several very common medicinal herbs are not, and in addition, there is no paper-making workshop here, but every family has a door painting... Well, there are just too many suspicious things. ”

With this question in mind, Hua Shengrong began to carefully observe how the villagers replenished the consumables that could not be self-sufficient in the village, and as a result, he soon found that here, no matter what was missing at home, he would naturally say, "Let's go, go get some." ”

"Where I went to pick up things, at the head of the village, there were a few very large houses."

The place Hua Shengrong said, Yun Chongbo has also seen it, it is really unusually big, and the cover is very strong, but he has never seen people in and out, and it is always locked tightly.

"I calculated the consumption in this village, and found that they are not particularly frugal, although those rooms are large, according to the population and normal consumption rate of this village, they can be stored for a maximum of one or two decades."

"Oh, is that so?"

Having been completely fascinated by what he heard, Yun Chongbo's eyes didn't even blink, and he thought hard: "In this case, it's been thousands of years... Hey, there's something wrong with that. ”

Until this moment, Yun Chongbo still did not agree with Hua Shengrong's point of view, only one heart had been said to be very lively, going around and around, trying to find a reasonable explanation by himself, but he couldn't find it, but his curiosity was very high. I couldn't bear Hua Shengrong's repeated entanglement, but in the end, he was still dragged towards the head of the village, but his heart was still clear: "If the uncle wants to take some gold and silver, let him carry it himself, I will never help him, if he wants to steal it... I'll just beat him up. ”

The two of them have the heart of overstepping the wall, and they have the taboo of stealing the axe, at a glance, all of them are like dark sentinels, everyone is like a guard, the two of them are haunted by a few degrees, and they always dare not go, until they reach the ugly friend, and they are all silent, and they only touch the front of the big houses, and when they look at the lock, they are also very large, and they are hanging crookedly. Hua Shengrong took out a few small things from his arms, and somehow got it for a while, choked, it was already open, he smiled proudly, pulled Yun Chongbo and flashed in, and didn't forget to hang the lock on the door with his backhand, and covered the door tightly.

There are no windows in this room, and there is no light at all, finally Hua Shengrong is fully prepared, and he has shaken a fire fold in his hand, and sees that it is indeed a warehouse, either boxes or bags, densely placed in layers, and there is almost no place to put his feet.

Seeing these many things, Yun Chongbo was a little admired in his heart, and thought: "The richest man in our village is Master Rong, but he is afraid that he doesn't have so many things at home..."

This room is three in front and back, a total of nine big tile houses, the things in it are really not small, the two of them are afraid of making movements, the movements are very small and slow, in the blink ---of an eye has been looking for more than an hour, don't say anything cornucopia, even the copper coins did not see a bag, Yun Chongbo was a little impatient, yawned and said: "Uncle, if you can't find it again, I'll go back to sleep first..."

Guo listened to Hua Shengrong and said with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, do you have some patience, you have to think that the uncle was struck by lightning in order to bring you here..."

I searched for nearly half an hour, but still found nothing, even Hua Shengrong lost his spirit, squatted on the ground, panting, and was still ruthless: "If you let Lao Tzu find it..." Yun Chongbo had no trust in him at this time, his nose was snorting again and again, and he didn't listen to what he said, and went outside to find the door, while saying: "Next time there is such a thing, you must not call me..." I was secretly proud in my heart: "At this moment, there is no second one in the village to play out...", but I heard Hua Shengrong moaning loudly at his feet, but he was knocked down by him when he was waiting to help him.

Yun Chongbo also felt ashamed at this time, and hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up, but saw Hua Shengrong's eyes wide, with a look of ecstasy, and suddenly hugged himself, and said in a trembling voice: "Chongbo... You're such a good boy! ”

(Uh, this...) ）

Suddenly feeling that he seemed to have done something wrong, Yun Chongbo slowly turned his head and looked up along Hua Shengrong's line of sight, and sure enough, he saw a small box, which was placed in a dark corner on the beam.

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"Chongbo, you're such a good boy!"

"Can you stop nagging!"

The box has been taken down, not only the lock on it, but also the seal is densely pasted, and it feels really important at a glance, but it feels unusually light. Both of them muttered a little in their hearts.

Hua Shengrong never dared to move the box for a long time, until he touched the box up and down before he gently placed it, and when he was about to do it, he stopped again and said, "Chongbo, you go to the front and bring over the things that the uncle just put on the ground, okay?" ”

Yun Chongbo agreed, just turned around, his heart was sharpened, he turned back again, glared and said, "Uncle... You're trying to hide the contents of the box while I'm passing by, and then lie to me that there's nothing in it, do you? ”

Hua Shengrong was broken by his words, his smile immediately stiffened, and when he was about to pull it again, Yun Chongbo would give him a chance, sat down, glared at him and said, "Either let's go and take a look now, or I'll put it back on the beam and we'll leave... Take your pick. Hua Shengrong saw that he was helpless, and sighed - it was really gloomy--- and after a few spins, he had already opened the wooden box, but there was nothing in it, and the two of them were stunned for a while.

Yun Chongbo's first reaction was naturally "Uncle's actions can actually get to this point?" But seeing Hua Shengrong's pale face, he shook his hand desperately and said, "I... I haven't moved anything... I definitely didn't take something and lock the box... Nephew, you have to believe me... You have to trust me! ”

His expression was extremely sincere at the moment, but Yun Chongbo had been in the sea for a long time, but he really couldn't believe him, and he was thinking: "Do you threaten to beat him first?" Or do you just beat it up? Suddenly, I heard a sound of clicker, and it came from every corner of my periphery.

"Hyun... Nephew... Doesn't seem right? ”

Without Hua Shengrong's reminder, Yun Chongbo could see that something was wrong: every box began to tremble, and every pocket was jumping up and down, just like an earthquake, but, on the contrary, the ground under his feet was not abnormal at all.

(Well, isn't it, it should be nice to close the box?) ）

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Chongbo hurriedly reached out to close the box, but it seemed that he was a step too late, only to see that the surrounding bags seemed to be trembling too much, overwhelmed, and they exploded one after another.

(This, oops!) ）

After a short period of panic, Yun Chongbo found that the situation... It's even worse than I thought.

The bag exploded, and what burst out was not salt, medicinal herbs, or iron, but... Light.

The overflowing light, all shapes, and colors of light, exploded out of the bag, like a flying goose looking for a home, and threw it into the wooden box in Yun Chongbo's hand, and disappeared as soon as it entered the box. Later, even the bags themselves turned into various beams of light and projected onto the wooden box.

It was too late, it was fast, the rolling beam lasted only a few rounds, and then it ended, and the room changed from extremely bright to dark and lightless, and the eyes of the two could not stand this stimulation, and they could not see anything for a while, only felt that Venus was dancing in front of them, and it took a while to get used to it, and when they looked at the room again, there were no four walls, and there was nothing.

(This, this, isn't there a trouble...) ）

Meng Meng understood, Yun Chongbo had almost lost his mind for a while, and after taking two steps, he found that the small box was still in his hand, and he didn't feel nervous, but he couldn't shake it off - it seemed to be stuck to his hand.

(This ghost box...) Why is it heavier than just now? ）

Yun Chongbo is just sluggish, and at this time, he can also think that the thousands of boxes and bags in the house just now are all conjured up from this small box, and he opened the box by himself, which is probably the source of all this now. In that case, as long as you reopen the box yourself and pour out the contents again, won't the matter be solved?

Very good idea, but when Yun Chongbo wanted to open the box again, he was shocked to find that the box seemed to have changed into a whole, and he couldn't open it even if he tried his best. Hearing the cry of the chicken again, the east gradually turned white--it turned the two of them tossing all night, and it was already dawn--and he became more and more panicked, and he fled without realizing it.

As far as he was concerned, he really didn't know where to flee, but now he was flustered, and he was thinking only about it: "Run away, don't let people see that it's me..." But when he heard the sound of footsteps, when he looked up, Hua Shengrong had run nearly a hundred steps more than himself—but he didn't know when he had escaped.

At this time, the two of them had the same mind, their eyes were paired, they were all one word, "go", and when they were about to escape from the place where this was wrong, they suddenly heard a human voice and said with a smile: "Morning, Brother Yun." ”

If you say this greeting, it is actually enthusiastic, but it is only in the ears of the two, but it is like thunder on a sunny day, and the two faces are immediately white, and even the old traitor is as slippery as a flower Shengrong, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

If he escaped at this time, his deeds would be even more revealed, and in desperation, both of them forced a smile, and Yun Chongbo said astringently: "Zhu... Brother Zhu... You're early, too. I couldn't say a word, and I forgot what I was talking about, but I saw the farmer approaching slowly, still carrying a rake on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yesterday, you helped me a lot, and I raised and receive, thank you." Yun Chongbo touched his head and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu is really polite..."I just hope that he can't see the open door of the hole, and quickly walk away, but unfortunately the sky is not as good as people want, the farmer just saw it at a glance, "Huh", and said: "The village chief has always been careful, how could he forget to lock the door..."

After a while, Fang listened to the farmer eating: "Cang, the warehouse is empty..."

had already been prepared, and as soon as the farmer turned around, Hua Shengrong had already held his head and screamed: "No, it's not me, he did it!" As he spoke, he pointed at Yun Chongbo, one index finger was straight, and it was not enough to think about it, so he simply stretched out all five fingers and pointed at Yun Chongbo like a big claw.

"Uncle, you...!"

was so angry that he was speechless, but Yun Chongbo was also afraid that the farmer would get angry and beat him, so he hurriedly said: "No, Brother Zhu, you... Listen to me—" but his voice grew quieter.

… The farmer wasn't listening to them at all.

The movements were stiff and slow, not to speak, the original ruddy face had turned sallow, the eyes were empty, and it seemed that he had completely lost consciousness, and his mouth just muttered: "Warehouse... It's empty..."Seeing that the two of them were terrified, Yun Chongbo thought even more: "This blow is so big, he will still hit me when he comes back to his senses in a while..." The voice was extremely high, extremely high, and extremely poignant, which startled both of them, and almost followed the screams.

"No, no, Brother Zhu, don't get excited..."

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, Yun Chongbo hurriedly rushed forward, wanting to appease the excited farmer first, but it was okay not to touch it, but when he touched it, the farmer screamed again, and then suddenly turned around and strode back in the direction of the village, the speed was so fast that it was very different from the stiffness and slowness of Zhu Fangcai.

(Well, it's...) ）

Didn't watch out for this sudden change, Yun Chongbo was almost knocked down all at once, and shook a few times before he stopped, only to feel that when he was hit just now, the farmer's body was extremely hard, and he was so painful when he hit him, and he could hear the farmer's screams all the way, and it came from afar: "The warehouse is empty!" The warehouse is empty! ”

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Cloud rush... I don't know my age, I don't even know my birthday. In the countryside, this is not surprising. If there are no women in a family, it is difficult to expect careless fathers to be able to figure out anything other than raising their children.

All he knew was that he should be about twenty years old by now.

Twenty years of life, more than eighteen years spent quietly in that small mountain village, compared with the peaceful to almost quiet life, the last year or so has been really an unimaginable stormy waves, every time I think back, Yun Chongbo often wonders, is he in a dream?

Along the way, Yun Chongbo's horizons have broadened a lot, and he has seen many things, he has seen the cavalry charge that can sweep the desert, he has seen thousands of miles of snow ridges and towering pine forests, he has seen the sea, he has seen the road cut out in the middle of the mountainside, he has seen the tragic siege and defense of the city, he has seen the murderer, the person who has been killed, he has seen the panic, the excitement, the desire, the betrayal, the madness, the fear... But he had never seen such fear!

This, so sad, so desperate fear!

The farmer followed him back to the village to check, but he was forced to stop halfway through, because almost the entire village rushed towards him, ignoring Yun Chongbo and Hua Shengrong, and they rushed like a flood of conflict, pouring into the already empty warehouse, and... It's just more screaming.

"The warehouse is empty! The warehouse is empty! ”

Like the farmer just now, the shrill cries came one after another, coming from the mouths of every villager, the voice was surprisingly harsh, and surprisingly loud, when he only had a voice before, it had made Yun Chongbo very uncomfortable, and now, when it became a collection of thousands of voices, he simply couldn't bear it, desperately covering his ears with his hands, but it was useless, that sound, as if it was accompanied by some special spell, could penetrate anything, pierce deep into his ears, pierce into his brain, Plunging into the most sensitive and vulnerable places, Yun Chongbo trembled, but he was helpless.

(Why, why, these people, they're called like this...) ）

It's not just the screams, but the villagers' actions, some very intense actions.

First by breaking through the wall and digging into the ground, trying to find what was left, and soon the warehouse was reduced to rubble, and then, like a low tide, the villagers dispersed as fast as they could, and poured back into the village.

(It's amazing...) ）

Analyzing it from the perspective of a martial artist, Yun Chongbo couldn't help but sigh, the warehouse wall was thick and the door was strong, he knew it, but just now, those villagers could tear it up one by one like tissue paper with their empty hands, and throw those heavy green bricks like mortar.

(However, there are also things that are wrong...) ）

Breaking the wall empty-handed, this requires a lot of strength, and it takes good hard work, but those villagers seem to be unable to practice, and from time to time someone will break their arm or knock off a leg or something when they tear down the wall, but it is also strange that even if they miss their hands and feet, no one cries out for pain, and they are still stubbornly searching.

Waiting for the villagers to rush back to the village, Yun Chongbo dared to come forward to check, at this time there was only a broken wall in front of him, scattered in the middle of the broken hands and feet, it looked like it was vicissitudes of life, and it was weird, although Yun Chongbo's courage was not small, walking in it, but he also felt that his heart was pounding, and he looked at it for a while, and finally he couldn't get the point, and he saw a broken arm stuck straight on the wall, and finally felt unbearable, and pulled it hard, and said: "I recognize this sleeve, it is Daddy Li in the back village, I'll send him back..." But I was shocked, what kind of broken arm was wrapped in my sleeve? It was half a dry bone, and its color had turned gray!

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"The warehouse is empty! The warehouse is empty! ”

In the terrible scream, yesterday was like a fairyland on earth, the quiet and peaceful peach blossom paradise fell into chaos, the villagers rushed around, but they were extremely blind, and began to fight and fight, the villagers who had no deception and no guesses, but they would fight for a bag of seeds or even a basket of herbs, until the two people who scuffled on the ground were even hit by the stones, and the two bodies were still banging endlessly.

In the chaos, every time there is a collision, there will be broken clothes, at the same time, the hair and skin muscles of the villagers are also rapidly atrophiing, scattered with the wind, soon, there is no trace of "people" in the peach blossom garden, only thousands of skeletons in clothes and boots, in conflict, in the competition... In the madness.

"It's... Is that the truth of Peach Blossom Spring? ”

Yan Hui's face was very heavy, standing on a high place, he could look down on the entire Peach Blossom Spring, all the chaos, all in sight, and gave him a special pressure. He knew very well that Meng Di could have prevented all this from happening, but because he wanted to teach him the secret of fasting, he abandoned all foreign affairs, and when the sky was breaking, the two of them noticed the chaos in the Peach Blossom Spring, but it was too late.

"Yes, this is the true face of the Peach Blossom Spring, a... A place that has given me thousands of years of hard work, given me countless hopes, and yet disappointed me again and again. ”

Standing next to Yan Hui was Meng Di, who was haggard in complexion, compared to yesterday, he seemed to be suddenly dozens of years older, and he couldn't even straighten his waist. His hair was unkempt, his lips, hands, and even his whole body were trembling, and cloudy tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, flowing very slowly, but they could not be stopped.

Trembling, Meng Di raised his hands--- he looked extremely thin, like a dead branch about to break.

"More than 3,000 years, more than 3,000 years!"

"I'm finally losing!"

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With Meng Di's narration, Yan Hui seemed to see the Peach Blossom Source thousands of years ago: it was a beautiful valley and silence.

"At that time, the world was in turmoil, and there was a big flood, and the Qingzhou area was not very valued because it was a highland relative to the Central Plains, so many people fled to this side."

One day, a group of people, carrying their last belongings and remaining hopes, came here with a cart.

"I'm also very curious about why I was able to come in, I think that the road out of the mountain here should have been relatively easy to walk at that time, and probably later there was an earthquake or something like that, so the way in and out was blocked."

After a long tumultuous displacement, these people are now very happy, so that they can find such a place to live, and at the same time, because they are afraid of the outside world, they do not care when they find that they cannot leave, but are satisfied that no one will chase them.

"They began to rebuild their homes, growing food, hemp and mulberry, raising chickens and dogs, and also trying to raise some cattle and sheep."

In doing so, of course, they need to consume some of their original reserves, but they are not worried, believing that before the reserves are exhausted, they will be able to harvest new grain and put on newly woven clothes. Of course, in order to use these precious materials carefully, they also made serious considerations, gathered all the materials together, and protected them with a strict system, prohibiting anyone from taking them without permission.

"Unfortunately, there are still accidents."

Coming from the Central Plains, the people knew to be careful with the candles, but they didn't know how to prevent flooding, and after a heavy rain, a flash flood swept away, destroying the warehouse and shattering people's hopes. Without reserves, and trapped in this Jedi with no way out, the situation of thousands of people can be said to be extremely bad.

"Then, the gentleman happened to be passing by and rescued them... Is it? ”

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Meng Di said, "Not all right. ”

"I did pass through here, but... That was a hundred years later. ”

"Huh? So..."

Confused by this unexpected answer, Yan Hui immediately showed a sudden expression, and seeing it in his eyes, Meng Di smiled slightly.

"Don't forget, I'm the one who can communicate with the Great Priest, I'm the one who has solved the mystery of life and death... When it comes to the exploration of soul spells, no one has gone further than me. ”

Hundreds of years after the Peach Blossom Land was transformed into a dead realm, Meng Di passed by here and found a lot of white bones that were slowly dying in despair, and even reread what happened to these people with his peerless magic cultivation.

"Actually, I didn't pass by there completely unintentionally, it was their obsession with wanting to 'live' that attracted me to me."

With his supreme magic and relying on some special items to increase his strength, Meng Di did something unimaginable, he actually resurrected thousands of people together, changed their memories, and made them think that they had just come here, and he also incarnated as one of them, and began to build this home with them.

"That's what happened..."

Hearing the dizziness, Yan Hui only felt that there was nothing more strange than this in his life, and after thinking about it again, he always found it hard to believe that these people in front of him had survived from ancient times thousands of years ago.

"However, there is still a problem, even if your spell can give them immortal life, sir, but after thousands of years, will no one ever doubt them?"

With a bitter smile, Meng Di said: "It's a good question, but it doesn't become a problem, because they haven't lived for thousands of years in a row." ”

"At the most, one hundred and forty-seven years, they have even given birth to the seventh generation... That's what you see, these people down there. ”

Puzzled, Yan Hui muttered a few times, and suddenly his face changed, and he said in a battle voice: "Sir, you mean that this place, every once in a while, will be destroyed like this?!" ”

Nodding astringently, Meng Di said, "Exactly." ”

"It's too difficult for a community of thousands of people to survive..."

can bring these people back to life, but they can't give them immortal life, at the same time, Meng Di also feels that this is a blasphemy against their desire to survive, and has some considerations of his own, in the end, Meng Di chose to let them continue to work, and to farm, harvest, and reproduce as they did when they were alive. I also try my best to resist all kinds of accidents from the outside with my own efforts.

"Accidental... It's a lot, I didn't care about it in the past, it's so hard to survive as an ordinary person..."

In the first effort, a wildfire killed more than half of the women and mothers-in-law, and the village could not continue; Another effort was met with three consecutive years of poor harvests, which reduced the population of the villagers to the point where it could no longer be sustained; started all over again, but after about a hundred years of survival, the epidemic broke out...

"It was just a very ordinary cholera, but here, there are no necessary medicines, herbs, perilla, angelica, aconite... No, just using bellflower to make medicinal soup is not the root of the law, and as a result, in less than half a year, it has multiplied to a village of more than 4,000 people, and the dead are scattered. ”

"That time, I almost gave up."

Hearing this, Yan Hui was very curious, and finally couldn't help asking, "But, sir... You, why are you so persistent that they must survive in the way of ordinary people, every time, if you stretch out your hand a little, whether it is a flood, a fire, or even an epidemic, it should be possible..."

With a gentle smile, Meng Di said: "Yes, I can still do that kind of thing, but then it will be meaningless..."

"Do you think I've been working here for thousands of years for fun?"

Yan Hui frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered Meng Di's words of "losing" just now, and said in a lost voice: "Sir... Is the gentleman gambling with someone to win? ”

Meng Di said in a deep voice: "That's right. ”

Yan Hui frowned and said, "Bet to win... And with whom? ”

Meng Di raised his eyes and glared at Yan Hui, and in that eye, there was a light like a flame jumping, burning.

“… and you. ”

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"Uncle, uncle!"

Walking through the group of skeletons, Yun Chongbo felt creepy at first, but after a while, he got used to it, and found that these skeletons did not have their own existence in their eyes at all, even if they bumped into themselves, they would only shake a few times, and then continue to rush over.

Rushed back and forth by these blind and hard skeletons, the whole village was now as dilapidated as the warehouse just now, Yun Chongbo was at a loss at the moment, he didn't know what was going on--- when he looked up, it seemed that even the sky was beginning to split.

"Uncle!"

screamed again, but still couldn't get a response, Yun Chongbo's heart became more and more anxious, and he remembered that Lu Yan didn't know where he was, and shouted Lu Xiucai a few times, but he didn't respond at all, he was anxious, and suddenly thought of something, only to feel that it was very bad: "If you can't find Xiucai, how can you get out of here..." "Brother Yun, you have to leave quickly." But isn't it Yan Hui's voice?

"Oh, Xiucai, you're really a reliable person!"

was so moved that even tears were about to flow out, Yun Chongbo held Yan Hui's hands tightly, and his emotion was beyond words, which made Yan Hui inexplicable. But at this moment, when he is not talking, he does not talk to him, but only says: "Hurry up!" Then he dragged him outward, and in a short time he came to an open place, and he stopped. Yun Chongbo had already seen Hua Shengrong, and sat on the ground with his head shrunk, not daring to move, probably pulled over by Yan Hui.

"This, Xiucai, isn't there something terrible going on..."

Running all the way, Yun Chongbo already understood in his heart that a person who can quietly clasp his wrist and pull himself to run away will definitely not be a stupid talent like him on the surface, but the word Xiucai has long been palatable, and he doesn't know what to change his name for a while.

Yan Hui disguised himself at this time, although he was still wearing an old green shirt, he was significantly more energetic, as if he was wearing a new court dress, and when he heard Yun Chongbo ask, he just said sharply: "Don't be distracted, let's leave here!" As he spoke, the five fingers of his right hand flicked in a row, and he saw that there was a steady stream of pure and square sword qi, stabbing in the air, and with a loud sound, it was able to stab the sky that should have been a void out of Dao scars. Yun Chongbo was dumbfounded, Hua Shengrong was even more cold, like a sifting of chaff, and said in his heart: "His mother's, this sour Xiucai is actually a good hand..."

Unexpectedly, the sword qi only lasted for a short time, Yan Hui snorted suddenly, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground, but Yun Chongbo grabbed him and exclaimed: "Xiucai, you... What's wrong with you?! ”

After a few shouts, Yan Huifang woke up slowly, and said hatefully: "Oops, I can't use my strength now..."

In his anxiety, he unexpectedly recalled Meng Di's words:

"The current situation is the demon in the hearts of these people, and although it has taken thousands of years, I have never been able to get rid of it."

"Starving to death in this place because of the depletion of reserves is a nightmare that is deeply rooted in their hearts and cannot be erased, and although I can erase all their memories when they are reborn, I cannot erase this nightmare."

"There was a time before where everything was thriving, but there was panic because there were fewer stocks in the warehouse than expected, and then, that's what you see now."

"Having learned the lesson of that time, I created the illusion of this warehouse to meet their needs, and it worked so well that there hasn't been such chaos in the last two thousand years, until... This time. ”

"The collapse of this place has something to do with your appearance, but... Or it's also an inevitability, so you don't have to blame yourself. ”

"Small countries and widows, old and dead do not get along... Beautiful thoughts, but they can't be sustained..."

"Now, I'm going to have to put a little bit of effort into getting it under control and putting it all right, and it's going to take about six months, and then, in two years, I'll probably be able to start slowly rebuilding, and in thirty years at most, everything should start again."

"Don't be sad, my time is unlimited, and some setbacks like this can give me a little more change."

"But you have to leave as soon as possible, because I rely on the collective will of these people to maintain the stability of the space, and in this case, it will not last long, and at that time, this place will become as terrifying as the ghost realm, and if you stay here by then, it will be difficult for me to guarantee your safety."

"Follow the way in, let's go."

The sigh-like tone and the lonely thousand-year-old eyes made Yan Hui bow his head and answer yes, and he also made up his mind deeply: after his ambition is completed, he must try to return here again, and work with this old man to protect and build this tiny world. Subsequently, he found Yun Chongbo and Hua Shengrong, took them to the weakest place of the Peach Blossom Spring, as Meng Di said, and bombarded them, preparing to forcibly open a passage.

With his original strength that could be ranked among the top ten in the entire Confucian sect, this was not a difficult task, but as soon as he made a move, he affected the newly acquired power in his body and collided with him, which limited his actions.

(I can only rely on him...) ）

With no hope for Hua Shengrong at all, Yan Hui shouted to Yun Chongbo and briefly told him a few coordinates, asking him to bombard with sword qi in order according to his instructions. In his mind, this was a fairly simple task for Yun Chongbo, but unexpectedly, Yun Chongbo looked embarrassed.

"You, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Still doubtful about his own judgment, he asked a few more sentences, and Yan Hui found that Yun Chongbo didn't know anything about easy counting, what "Guiyu", what "no vain", in him it was like listening to a book from heaven.

(It's strange enough to be an immortal and have no one to follow you, and you don't even know how to get started...) What is Taiping Dao doing? ）

Clearly knowing Yun Chongbo's identity, Yan Hui was deliberately observing him, and for a period of time he even mistakenly thought that Hua Shengrong was a senior figure in Taiping Dao, and later realized that he was really just a liar.

"And I don't have a knife in my hand... You don't know how to force the knife? ”

For a while, Yan Hui almost wanted to laugh very unceremoniously: since the "immortal" reappeared in the world, the most fierce reaction was the "Three Kings of the Inner Court" who had been dressed behind the emperor for many years, among them, the Qiu family, who believed in the righteous path of Confucianism, attached the most importance to it, if it wasn't for listening to some opinions from other aspects, Qiu Yangming was even ready to join forces with the Ao family and send an assassination team to strangle the undead who was said to have not fully awakened as soon as possible.

(However, he was a very honest and kind young man, and in some places he was simply a child, and maybe that's why the king didn't kill him?) ）

Preventing Qiu Yangming from sending assassins was Wang Siqian, who was in the same column as him in the "Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth", only a few core figures of Confucianism knew that Wang Siqian had personally contacted the immortal and was ready to destroy it, but finally decided to let him live and give him room to continue to grow, at the same time, the Ao family in the East China Sea also passed over and said that they were not interested in this plan, although it was just a word message, but the messenger hinted very clearly that this was Ao Fuqi's own decision, so that under the multiple effects, the long sleeves of Confucianism were withdrawn, But he still maintained a high level of surveillance and intelligence collection for Yun Chongbo, and it was no accident that Yan Hui was able to meet the two in the depths of Qingzhou.

(So, what should I do?) ）

Like Qiu Yangming, the mainstream opinion of the Confucian sect did not approve of the choice of Wang and Ao, and the radicals among them, such as Zigong, Zilu, and Shantai Mingming, even persuaded Qiu Yangming to act independently to eliminate the undead. Yan Hui's position was slightly backward from them, but it was only out of respect for the other two families, and a little curiosity about the "immortals", personally, if he had the opportunity, he also believed that he would not hesitate to remove the source of chaos that might "plague the world".

With a wry smile, Yan Hui shook his head, actually... The choice he could make was simple.

With a lightning bolt, he hit Yun Chongbo's eyebrows and began to forcibly instill some necessary knowledge in him. Although this knowledge is quite complicated and trivial, Yan Hui is very confident in himself, in the final analysis, if you want to "teach" others, there is no more efficient method in the world than Confucianism.

In Yan Hui's heart, it was not without reservations: what he taught was only the basis for entry, just enough for Yun Chongbo to understand his command. With this kind of help, he himself felt that it was not enough to reach the "capital enemy".

… He didn't know that Yun Chongbo was changing in his mind.

(He, what is he doing?) ）

Feeling as if he suddenly understood something, Yun Chongbo also thought that Yan Hui might be teaching him something after the initial panic, so he let go of his worries and concentrated on absorbing it, but he didn't expect that the more he studied, the more "unknowns" were displayed in front of him, and there were gradually some things that seemed to not be taught to him by Yan Hui.

(Well, why do you seem to see the way the previous generation walked in the sea...) Ah, and the first generation of the sea... Uh, why is there still that old man of the Ao family... ）

In the confusion, Yun Chongbo didn't know that some blockages in his brain had been inadvertently broken by Yan Hui, and some concepts that he couldn't understand because of his lack of basic knowledge seeped out from the deepest places like a tide, and began to be recognized and understood by him.

(Why hasn't he eaten it for so long, shouldn't his qualifications be so bad?) ）

Just forcing Yun Chongbo to learn something, Yan Hui didn't know what was going on, and it wasn't until a vibration that he was expecting was transmitted back that he let go of his heart and slowly withdrew his hand.

“… Now, see what I mean? ”

Nodding blankly, Yun Chongbo was still a little unable to adapt for a while, and paused for a while, according to the ... The thoughts of conflict, roaring, and being finally domesticated in his mind just now, he slowly raised his hand, silently condensed his strength, and tried to force the sword qi according to Yan Hui's prompts.

When they first joined hands, everything was going well, and he could even feel the scattered power slowly flowing throughout his body, gathering towards his hands, and then being restrained and sharpened, forming a chaotic thing as sharp as a sword, waiting for the outpouring of ecstasy.

However, the flow of true qi suddenly accelerated!

Swept through the whole body like a wild storm, the power became stronger and stronger, and it seemed to be endlessly desperate to squeeze every potential in Yun Chongbo's body, and suddenly the impact was too unexpected and too strong, so that Yun Chongbo's face immediately turned pale, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you... Hey?! ”

The first thing he noticed was wrong, Yan Hui immediately reached out and cut Yun Chongbo's veins to investigate, but unexpectedly, a powerful force burst out and shook himself away, this surprise was really extraordinary.

(Not on his will, it's a shield that naturally forms before the force moves...) This feeling... Not good! ）

Moving in front of Hua Shengrong like lightning, Yan Hui put out his hands together, drew a circle on the left, and held the square on the right, and saw a spherical translucent shield floating in the air, and there was a faint distribution of the image of Xingluo on it.

Seemingly pulled by Yan Hui's operation, Yun Chongbo instinctively half-turned his body, put his hands together, and immediately saw that there were tens of millions of degrees of sword qi bursting out from his body and hitting in all directions.

In Yun Chongbo's case, this is a trick he has seen and used, "Mi Mi Qun Ke Ji Shi is poor", the magic technique that he saw when he was involved in the torrent of time, but this time there has been a different change, except that when he used it this time, he could feel more clearly how the power was changing when he made the move, and the color of the sword qi changed into a noble and sacred golden yellow, and it also faintly revealed the shape of a dragon and snake.

The sword qi struck four times, and even the huge rock was easily crushed, but in the face of Yan Hui's shield made by borrowing the qi of Qiankun with the technique of "the sky is round and the place is round", it could not be broken, but such an achievement could not untie his tightly locked eyebrows, let alone resolve the doubts in his chest.

(This feeling...) Although it is a knife move, it is definitely the dragon fist of the Ao family... Those bastards of the Ao family, what tricks are they doing?! ）

End of the fourteenth volume of the Taiping Ji.

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First of all, I would like to express my shame.

The original plan,Here is to end the incident in the Peach Blossom Spring.,Shift the focus back to Guadu below.,But it's always hard to write in the processing.,As a result, it takes more than half a chapter to get it done.,And I don't want to make this chapter too long.,So... I had to put it in the fifteenth volume.

Although there is still half a chapter, it's just a matter of details, Peach Blossom Spring, Lu Yan... The cup that should be unveiled is basically revealed, and the plot should be very clear.

When I first planned the Peach Blossom Spring, it was in 2003, I actually wanted to use it in the autumn water, of course, according to the overall setting of the autumn water, there would be no Zhuangzi, and there would be no dead people's villages, that is, a family from the Qin and Han dynasties, and continued to the remnants of the Song Dynasty.

… And the current Peach Blossom Garden is completely different from the way of thinking at that time.

When dealing with the plot of Peach Blossom Spring, on the one hand, I need such an environment to lead the drama, bring out some plots that are difficult to complete in a reasonable way, and pave the way for the future, on the other hand, I actually want to express something.

… I always believed that from antiquity to the Middle Ages, Confucianism was the best choice available at that time.

Whether it is Tao or Mo, it is not a study of the world, it is not a structure designed for ordinary people, it can only be circulated for a while, and provide some supplements and improvements for Confucianism, but if it is practiced independently in one country and one city, the result... It must be terrible.

When I write about the destruction of the Peach Blossom Land again and again, I actually want to express this meaning, in that kind of low-productivity environment, the fate of small countries and widows must be destroyed, and only when the scale of the community is large enough to ensure the continuation of the entire ethnic group.

Regarding Meng Di, of course, it is a deformation of Zhuang Zhou, and I especially emphasized that he is a "Mengdi person", just because Zhuang Zhou's hometown is "Meng".

In the legend of deifying him, Zhuang Zhou has already understood the secret of life and death, can communicate with the god of life, and raise the bones in the mound, the plot of the Peach Blossom Land is based on this idea, but the scale is enlarged.

Also relying on this legend, Mr. Lu Xun also has a very wonderful novel, contained in "New Story", friends who have not read it, you can take a look, it is definitely worth it.

After this volume, the focus will temporarily shift to Guadu, and after the events of Guadu are over (it will end in fifteen volumes), for a long time, the story will return to a single-line plot of rushing waves, as for the story... Now there is only one hint, a few guys who have been sitting in the backstage for a long time are ready to appear again, and I hope that when you meet them, everyone will like them.