I looked at Uncle Ji and almost understood something, "So, what do you need me to do?" I asked.

Uncle Ji rubbed the head of the cane with his hand, he didn't speak for a long time, Xiao Wu looked at us with bright eyes on the side, leaned over to see me for a while, and leaned over to look at Uncle Ji for a while. Finally, the long silence made Ji Bo's voice even older, "Help Lao Yu find the Snow Lotus Grass, and Lao Yu will personally send you out of the clan." ”

I was stunned for a moment and repeated: "Snow Lotus Grass? "It's something, I really haven't heard of it before.

"Yes, yacon." Ji Bo walked slowly in the room with one hand behind his back and a cane in the other, "Snow Lotus Grass is rumored to be in the South Mountain, but there is only a scroll of pictures handed down by the ancestors, and no one has ever seen it. According to ancient records, it has the miraculous effect of cultivating the soul and replenishing the soul. Xiao Wu ...... "Speaking of this, Uncle Ji looked back at Xiao Wu, who was still touching here and there on the bed, like a child, sighed, and didn't say any more.

I see. When Uncle Ji said this, I also roughly understood. It's just something that is only recorded in ancient books, can you really find it? I suddenly remembered that when Uncle Fang called me in, he asked me if I wanted to go to that beloved, and Uncle Ji knew that he was eternal!

I immediately hurriedly said, "Okay, I promise you, I'm willing to do my best to find it." So, Uncle Jim, can you tell me now how you knew I was going to him? ”

I didn't name it, but I'm sure Jiber would have understood.

Uncle Ji heard my question and motioned for me to wait, and he went in the door and went out to the left. Leave me and Xiao Wu alone in the room. I don't know what Uncle is going to do. I was a little panicked, so I had to sit on a stool next to Xiao Wu's bed first.

Xiao Wu saw me sitting here, very happy, pulling my hair there, pulling my clothes, such a childish action is a little ridiculous for adults to do, I see Xiao Wu's face that does not understand the world, I feel very uncomfortable. In fact, as long as I can do it, Uncle Ji didn't say those words, I am willing to help. After all, Xiao Wu is the only friend I made when I came to this town. I thought silently to myself.

After waiting for a while, I heard the clatter of Jibo's crutches and quickly stood up. Uncle Ji came in and saw me, and motioned for me to sit down. I couldn't sit still. I saw Jimbo come in with a long wooden box in his hand, and what was in that box?

I walked up and asked, "What's this?" "The box is a dark sandalwood box that exudes an antique vibe and looks old.

Ji Bo put his crutch aside, picked up the wooden box with both hands, tried the front of the wooden box twice with one hand, and then gently turned it to the right, I heard a "click", Ji Bo pulled it again, and the box was opened.

I saw a scroll lying in the box, with a black and gold ribbon tied on it, which looked very solemn.

I still haven't understood why I asked Uncle Ji about planting Yong, why Uncle Ji took the scroll first. I saw Ji Bo slowly open the scroll, and I closed my mouth for a while, so I couldn't ask again.

The scroll slowly spread out in front of me, and I saw the delicate and bold mountains and mountains on the scroll, and the forests and bamboos were cultivated, and I couldn't help but calm down the whole person's heart. I can also see that the place in the painting is Namsan Mountain. On the right side of the picture is a steep cliff with a large section of branches on it, and on the branch of the tree, which I can't name, a small snow-white flower blooms, and the petals are bathed in the moonlight, blooming wantonly. The painting is so expressive that I can even feel the light of the moon jumping lightly on the petals.

I took the scroll in my hand, all unfolded, after reading it, just wanted to close, just raised my right hand, and suddenly found that when I just unfolded the scroll, the right hand naturally pinched the scroll, and in the place under the thumb, there is a small ink, maybe the time is too long, the color of the ink, but I still recognize at a glance, the name engraved on the ink, is, a kind of eternal!!

I was surprised and didn't know what to say, I thought that Uncle Ji was just more anxious to find the snow lotus grass, so first let me see the picture scroll of the snow lotus grass, but I didn't expect it, but I didn't expect that this picture scroll that has been handed down from generation to generation in Ji Bo's mouth is actually from the hand of Chongyong.

Uncle Ji looked at my expression, knew that I had seen it, and said slowly, "This person who painted is the person you are looking for." ”

My hands trembled unconsciously and I nodded slowly.

After receiving my affirmative answer, Uncle Ji smiled, "It seems that this painter is not an ordinary person like you." ”

I don't know how to answer this, I always knew that Taneyong was a thousand-year-old ghost, but I really don't know exactly how many years he lived and where he lived. If Tane Yong was able to paint this picture, it proves that he must have been here before. And now I have come to this strange tribe by mistake, and in the dark, it feels like there are hands silently manipulating something in it, leading us to one place after another.

I looked at Uncle Ji and asked, "We have never met before this, you, how do you know my identity, and the relationship between me and him?" When I said this, I raised the scroll in my hand. I thought that Uncle Ji would at least say something to me, but I didn't expect that Uncle Ji just looked at me with a smile, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Don't say it, don't say it." "I ...... I couldn't go up or down.

I don't think Uncle Ji really wants to tell me, so I can only give up and ask again. Although there seems to be a little clue about Chongyong now, this clue is just a drop in the bucket for me now, and it doesn't play a big role. It's better to do what is in front of you, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, take a step and see a step.

With that figured out that, I didn't want to think about it anymore. I carefully rolled up the scroll, put it in the sandalwood box, put it and handed it to Jibo, and said, "Then when will I go to find the snow lotus?" ”

Ji Bo took the wooden box, and with another "click", the wooden box was locked.

"Don't worry, there are still a few days, the tenth day of the tenth month of Ding You's year, it's almost there." Ji Bo said slowly.

The tenth day of October in the year of Ding You? Isn't that the day left on the picture scroll I just saw? It reads the tenth night of the first month of October in the year of Ding You. Looks like it's all just right.

When I had promised him, he said that he would give me a copy of the painting for my convenience, and then said that there had been a lot of chaos in the clan these days, and that he had not entertained us well, and that we should dine with him in the evening, and that the rest would be said on a later day.

When I heard it, I thought it was the same thing. When I went out of the room, I told Bi An and Zhu Liuyi about this, and they said that they were noncommittal, and they would just accompany me when the time came. As for the relationship between Tane Yong and the painting, I didn't mention it too much, but fortunately they didn't ask too much.

It was night, and there was a lot of noise in the clan, and there were lights everywhere, and I didn't know if I thought it was a rare celebration in the clan. Later, I asked Uncle Ji to know that Uncle Ji felt that the clan had been depressed and troubled for a period of time, and now everything has the meaning of rain and sunny weather, so it is good to take this opportunity to be happy and happy together, and to get rid of bad luck.

I thought it was Uncle Ji who organized this dinner party in order to thank me for agreeing to find the snow lotus grass, and I was really a little embarrassed. This question, only to realize that this is really self-inflicted. But that's fine, so that I can play more unburdened!

"Huh, hey, hey, Liu Wuying, what do you think of my clothes. It's not good-looking! "I was looking in front of the bronze mirror when I heard Zhu Liu in front of the other mirror keep calling me. I shook my head, turned my head sideways, and looked at Zhu Liu, who was wearing a set of very ethnic style clothes like me, constantly reveling in front of the mirror, looking deeply immersed in her own prosperous beauty and unable to extricate herself, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her, "It looks good." You look the best, the beauty couldn't be more beautiful. ”

Zhu Liu couldn't be happy, and he didn't care about my perfunctory attitude at all. I kept nodding my head to show that I had a lot of vision. I couldn't help but smile when I looked at Zhu Liu.

After a while, Bi An also changed his clothes and walked out, I held my chin, walked around him, kept looking, Bi An was stunned by me and saw a feeling of embarrassment, and said: "What's so good, go out, the bonfire party is about to start." After saying that, I immediately turned around and went out, which gave me a feeling of running away. I burst out laughing.

Zhu Liu came over and pretended to bump into me, also with a teasing look, "Liu Wuying, I was not wrong just now, Bi An is not shy." I nodded seriously and said, "You read that right, he's just shy." As soon as I finished speaking, Zhu Liu and I couldn't help but laugh again.

When we came out, singing and dancing were already starting outside, and everyone was dressed in those ethnic clothes, holding hands around the campfire and forming a circle, singing and dancing, and the high fire light lit up the night.

When Zhu Liu saw it, he immediately pulled me excitedly, "Hurry up, Liu Wuying, let's go dance too, I haven't been so happy for a long time." As soon as the words fell, he dragged me into the crowd. Everyone was talking and singing in a language I didn't understand, and before I could react, I was led into the circle.

Singing and dancing, and from time to time a few bowls of wine boiling over the campfire and the slightly charred leg of lamb were stuffed into their hands. Drunk, I thought about what Zhu Liu had just said, yes, I haven't been so happy for a long time......