Turning his head to look at his parents again, his expression was not surprised, and he suddenly understood again. Sure enough, when we were away, they had already discussed the matter, and my parents agreed that our master and apprentice would go to the cemetery where no one dared to go to live in a tent.

Although there is no need to worry about accidents, but after all, it is a place where the dead live, and there have been so many scary things, ordinary people will have resistance in their hearts when they hear that they want to live in this kind of place, and they don't know how their parents and parents, especially my mother, overcame the psychological shadow and made this determination.

"I have discussed it with the Pan family, they have no opinion, the village chief's family in Yubu also has ready-made, take it directly from his house, if you need help, the Pan family can also send some people over, and strive to get a good occupant in two or three days." After I had recovered a little, my father spoke, both to me and to ask the old man's attitude.

Although the old man is approachable, he seems to be no different from the old man in the countryside after a year of drinking, but when it comes to teaching my master's skills, my father does not dare to assert himself at all, after all, no one knows whether the old man is willing to accept the help of others, or whether he plans to let me build a shed by myself. Not to mention that the father is like this, even the grandfather who is close in age maintains full respect for the old man in this kind of matter and will not interject casually.

"That's fine, it can save a lot of time, so let's find a few more people to come and help." The old man nodded lightly and said, "You don't have to pay attention to anything, after all, it's just a matter of living for a while, and it's useless after that, so you only need to set up a small tent, which can sleep two people and shelter from the wind and rain." ”

Naturally, Dad had no opinion, and when he saw that the old man agreed, after discussing it for a while, he got up and left home to find someone to help.

And after this short period of buffering, I basically understood from the old man's somewhat surprising arrangement, he did the right thing, living at home, and our master and apprentice finding a quiet place to live without being disturbed are completely different concepts. Since I want to follow him to learn the real painting technique in the next period of time, and really walk into the door that has just opened to me, I should really abandon the side thoughts, and completely concentrate my mind on this, and leave it to live at home, it is inevitable that I will interact with my family more or less, and I am also vulnerable to external interference.

This point, after I heard that I was going to live in Pan's Tomb Mountain, my attitude suddenly became much more serious, and it was completely confirmed, and before that, although I knew clearly what I was going to do in the next period of time, my heart was still not tight enough after all, and I was always a little half-hearted.

The problems of that place need to be solved by myself, and the old man will not make a move, so it is undoubtedly suitable as a place for me to "concentrate on cultivation".

Thinking about the intention of the old man's arrangement, his heart was suddenly completely relieved.

Isn't it just that the conditions will be a little more difficult, and you can't be as comfortable as living at home, so what's the matter?

……

Three days later, it was divided into two small rooms, and the thatched hut about the size of the cattle pen built in the wild in our place was erected on the flat land where Liao Yuting was originally buried. Although according to the old man's wishes, he can just cut some wooden sticks to support it, as long as he can make two small beds and have some space for activities, how can his father really come casually according to his wishes, even if his father and mother really bear it, let us sleep in the wind and frost in this barren mountains and mountains, and live in a shack that is not even as good as a cattle pen. So with the joint efforts of the Pan and Li families, nearly 20 people worked for two whole days, and finally leveled and tamped the ground, carried several braces and planks from the Pan family, and cut some wood nearby, and built two grass huts that are stronger than tents, and more spacious and dry, even if they live in a few years, they are completely fine grass huts, in order to avoid being too wet, after a layer of stones are placed on the ground, a layer of building plywood is laid on the surface, and three or four layers of rain cloths are placed around and on the top inside and out. I also built a small shed with ventilation on three sides for cooking, and the front and back have also undergone some repairs, weeds have been completely removed, and two drainage ditches have been dug.

Although due to the narrow terrain, half of the thatched huts were built on the original tombs, and after the tamped ground, only half of the coffins were buried when the graves were moved, and the stones under the plywood were also the original tombstones and smashed tombstones, but we masters and apprentices do not need to taboo these, so it doesn't matter.

After half a day's carrying of the back, the folding bed, quilt, oil, salt, vegetable rice, buckets used to hold water, folding chairs and folding tables were filled in and placed, and the grass hut was completely inhabitable. The little one who lived together on the mountain, and the little yellow dog, Huanhuan, perhaps liked this ominous place, or wanted to stay with me, the little one followed him to the mountain with a last gasp, and after hearing that the old man and I had begun to live tonight, he did not want to go home again, no matter how my father and mother shouted, they lay on the ground and did not move.

I had no choice but to leave it behind, and told me in every detail, especially to take care of the master, and after telling the family what I lacked, my parents and two grandfathers, and the old village chief and others went home before sunset, and only Pan Changhong, who had also helped a lot in the past three days, stayed.

My mother actually wanted to stay, help us make our first meal in this place, eat together and then go back, but she knew in her heart that the old man's intention to arrange this was for fear that staying to make dinner would affect us, and she was even more afraid that the more she stayed, the more she didn't want to leave, so she had to simply turn around and leave.

And Pan Changhong, who has inherited the mantle of his aging father and can be regarded as a "cultivator", does not need to have this concern. This peasant, who does not look like a peasant, although he has not actually studied for a few years, and it is said that he has not finished elementary school, but he has a bit of the elegant temperament of a literati, treats people gently, and talks well, and there is no too obvious generation gap with me, a junior, and the old man can also be talked to, so it is naturally no problem to stay with us to "fire".

In order to save some trouble, my father deliberately went to buy a set of gas stoves, which can cook rice and stir-fry at the same time, which is very convenient, and domestic water is not a problem, the cemetery is under the canal, be careful to fight, you can use it after precipitation, but I am afraid that you can't drink raw water, as for the excretion problem after eating, you don't have to worry, the barren mountains and mountains, can be solved everywhere, as long as you avoid the nearby "Pan neighbor's neighbor" mansion, don't offend it, of course, you should stay away from the water intake range, run the downstream of the canal to solve.

Even when it was still early in the morning to cook, I couldn't help but wonder if if I had lived in this place for a long time, would I have made the neighborhood full of gold?

Life is to learn to be happy in suffering, so although the conditions are poor, the place is too remote, as if in the escape of the world, it is not a good place to stay in the beautiful mountains and rivers, only the tombs are around, but this place has become a fierce place, think about the benefits, this is not a different kind of experience?

You must know that the place where our master and apprentice live now is in the center of a bottomless black abyss, like the mouth of a giant beast, "floating" on this huge mouth that is wide open to the sky, as if to swallow the sky, this feeling is exciting to think about.

In all kinds of boundless imaginations, when the first meal in this special place was ready, the night had already begun to fall, and there was no way to have an open-air dinner, so after cleaning up, I opened the small table and put the food on the grass hut where I slept.

Xiao Li Nuo is almost half a year old, and now he has been blessed by the heavenly officials, and he no longer has to consume almost all of Sister Yun's energy, so after returning to the provincial capital, he took over the leisure city again, and no longer handed it over to the assistant to take care of, and it seems that he has begun to plan to change to KTV and open another Western restaurant, and the "Linfu Pavilion" is reopened under the control of Zhang Xiaowei, and Yang Xiaotian also returned to the provincial capital the day after they went back to help her take care of the store. As for Yuan, he began to wander around under the guise of pulling business, basically not staying in the store much, Zhang Xiaowei didn't bother to care about him, just out of sight and out of mind, just put forward a request that he keep in touch at any time and not turn off the phone and disappear.

Although he is not a restrained person by nature, this guy also knows that Zhang Xiaowei's current identity is very different, although he has said that he can barely be regarded as half a "disciple" by learning spells with him, but he can't enjoy the rights and interests of being a master, but he has to be managed by this special "disciple" upside down, because Zhang Xiaowei has now become the boss lady, so although he is reluctant, he doesn't dare to really play and disappear.

Needless to say, their lives in the provincial capital must be colorful, but now they don't have my share for the time being.

If you want to go back to those days as soon as possible, you have to work harder from now on to meet the old man's requirements as soon as possible.

After the meal, Pan Changhong continued to talk with the old man, and I washed and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and after listening to it for a while, I felt that there was no substance, so I simply put on the folding small horse and ran outside the thatched hut to enjoy the Pan family courtyard at night.

Although it is not as colorful as the city, the stars and lights are scattered in the quiet night, like the scenery of the constellation, but it also has a unique artistic conception.

Especially from the location of the thatched house, there is an inexplicable feeling, as if you are in another world, looking at another world. And the bottom of the Ten Caves River is the dividing line between the two worlds.

If we can't solve the problem of buried conflicts, or if we allow the problem to worsen, will this place really become another world in the end?

"What are you thinking? Thinking so intrigued. ”

When I woke up, I turned my head to see that Pan Changhong had walked out of the grass hut at some point, standing behind him and looking at me with a smile, as if he was ready to go home.

I scratched my head and smiled, I didn't think anything specifically, it was just all kinds of nonsense.

Pan Changhong smiled slightly, nodded and said softly: "This place is heavy in yin, and it is colder than other places at night, take good care of your master and his old man." ”

"Yes, I will." After he said this, I can be regarded as a reaction, this place at night, the temperature is indeed lower than other places, not only because of the high terrain, the wind is also a little strong at night, the most important thing is this place, all the time is gathering yin qi.

It's good to have yang energy suppressed during the day, but at night, it will be especially obvious, and the speed of gathering yin energy is several times faster than during the day.

This is still the result of the night when I was sure that I would come here to stay here, and I came to dispel the yin qi, and I dispelled it again in the early hours of this morning, otherwise it would have been even colder.

Since you want to live in this place, you must stop the Yin Qi from gathering in large quantities, otherwise even if you have the Twelve Yuanchen Protection, your body will have problems sooner or later, and there is still an old man. Before having the ability to solve the problem thoroughly, I can only shorten the period of drawing the "Lishan Righteous Qi Map" to dispel the yin qi to once every two days, once it exceeds two days, I am afraid that no matter how thick the quilt is covered at night, it will not be used.

"Well, if there's anything that can be used by the uncle, just say it, you're welcome." Pan Changhong said with a smile again.

I nodded, and then subconsciously wanted to ask, after I went back to the provincial capital last time, I had a question about the old wizard's future, to be exact, I wanted to ask, the old man who was also gentle to people and did good things all his life, did he finally cultivate good fortune and walk on the "Golden Bridge" to ascend to immortality, but after thinking about it, he still gave up.

No matter which bridge you take, it can only be crossed by people who are good at accumulating virtue before they are born, even if they can't be ranked in the immortal class, at least they are people who have great blessings in the next life, so it doesn't matter which one you take, and if you don't get it right, it will remind him of his father's memory.

In that case, why bother asking.

After saying a few more words, Pan Changhong turned on the flashlight and left. And I was boiling a pot of boiling water, waiting for the old man to wash his face and soak his feet, and I also washed myself and soaked my feet in hot water, and after talking to the old man, I put down the tarpaulin curtain and pressed it with two stones, and found the thick book of "Lingtu Zhi" and retracted it on the bed to look through.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of this scene to continue to ask the old man some questions about "Yi Qi", and the mystery of the real painting of spiritual art that he showed on the night of the fifteenth day, but the old man still had no intention of saying more, so he had to give up.

That night, I had a strange dream.

Similar to what I imagined when I was cooking dinner, the mountain bay where the old man and I were located, as I saw it for the first time with the "Lishan Zhengqi Map", turned into an incomparably deep abyss, surrounded by knives and axes, which looked particularly sharp, and the black peaks were as cold as ice, like the sharp teeth of a giant beast.

In the middle of the abyss, the grass hut floated quietly, emitting a faint fluorescent light, which formed a stark contrast to the extreme black of the surrounding area. Under the grass hut is a coffin with black blood constantly flowing, like a giant turtle holding a hill, and like a black snail carrying the "house".

And in the bottomless abyss, where a black hole is generally invisible, it seems that there is a pair of huge eyes, staring at me coldly......