Sitting in the carriage was Wen Tiancang, although he said that he wanted to find the father of Jiang Hai after saying goodbye to Jiang Hai, he was actually going around and playing until now, and it was not that he didn't know where Jiang Village was, he also heard about it three years ago, and knew that it was the old man who was guarding that pure land.

The world is afraid to ask for the name Tiancang, but he also has people who are afraid, and this drunken madman is one of them, and it is for this reason that he chooses to ride in a car instead of walking or flying. Even if you want to go to the place where he is sheltered, you must disturb the drunken and crazy Taoist, and the etiquette of the younger generation must be done, and I also want to see the place where Xiao Jiu chose to retreat, and feel his thoughts in the way of ordinary people.

As he approached his goal, the carriage slowed down significantly, and the driver was hesitating whether to move on, or as he had said before, choosing to continue his profession. You can see this side of the mountain from afar, and the Hengshui River flows slowly on the other side, like the main theme of life here. I don't know how much wind and rain the wooden buildings have experienced and have already turned into gray-brown tones, and after a while, birds and birds are slowly flying by.

The sight is only like this, more is still blocked, in addition to this, there is an extremely huge atmosphere, although it is oncoming, but there is no aggression, this is just a warning, seeing the coachman's serious face, he also felt it, but it was not as obvious as himself. The coercion changes with the strength of the person who comes, and just one formation shocked Wen Tiancang, and he just wanted to say: 'This senior is really very tight, and it is not something I can contend with. ’

Then he lifted the curtain and said, "Little brother, stop here, you can't get in ahead." ”

"But...... It was two miles from the village. ”

"Stop, this is an enchantment, it's hard to enter unless the old fairy inside agrees, of course you can go in at will, but I can't. ”

Hearing the old man's strange words, the coachman still chose to stop, and then saw that the old man's figure flashed a hundred meters away, and several times the descendants of the flashed people had already arrived in front of the small fork in the same general, and stopped their figures.

The coachman, who was so shocked by this behavior, opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

Holding out his hand, he searched in the air for a while, as if he was looking for something, and finally touched the palm of his hand, opened his eyes and closed them, as if he was feeling something. opened his eyes and knocked lightly, and really knocked him "beep...... Doodle. ”

Then asked Tiancang to withdraw his hands, he already felt the horror of this prohibition, unlike Ying's false alarm, he didn't have too many attempts, and took out this array between knocks and knocks, although the external force increased and increased the power, which is the reason why the previous people were thrown out, 'The external force is unbreakable!'

So he took a deep breath and shouted to the seemingly open mountain that was actually blocked by layers of prohibitions: "Senior, the sky asks to see, and please accept this formation." ”

It is now the fishing moratorium, and all the people of Jiangcun are idle at home waiting for the tide to rise. The voice echoed in the village, but no one heard it, even Jiang Tao didn't feel it, this is also the power of asking the sky.

The temple still maintains its dilapidated appearance, as if it will collapse at any time, but this appearance has lasted for an unknown number of years. There was a pile of straw under the headless statue, and when it moved, the drunken madman peeked out of the straw, his face was wine red, and he yawned.

With a dissatisfied expression, he said: "You are a mourning star, what are you howling, I am not dead yet!" The voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of Wen Tiancang a few miles away, and no one heard it along the way. Wen Tiancang's eardrum was vibrating, as if he was about to be deaf, so he had to grit his teeth and insist. The two of them have crossed paths with old acquaintances, so he knows the habits of drunken and crazy people. Then he said loudly

"If there is anything abrupt, please forgive me, but I am helpless, I don't dare to break into your enchantment formation, so I have to do this." ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, you executioner doesn't stay in your old nest, what are you doing here?"

Wen Tiancang also inquired, Mo Jiu is in this village, and he has been married and had children for ten years, and the cultivators of the drunken and crazy Taoist will not know about his existence, and he definitely knows the purpose of his coming, and now he wants to protect his disciple and Yizi. If others asked Tiancang, they would have scolded him and then made a move, but he didn't even dare to have ideas about this person.

I could only helplessly say: "It's been more than ten years, my ninth son now has a child, the last time I saw it, I missed it in my heart, and I heard that he was in this village, so I came to take a look." I also hope that the predecessors will be fulfilled. ”

"Do you mean I hid your ninth son?"

In the end, the nasal voice was like the fury of thunder, which made Wen Tiancang's body tremble, and he quickly explained: "The junior doesn't dare, it's just that you are in this mountain, and he just happens to be here." ”

"Your righteous son is lost in the rivers and lakes, you should go to the rivers and lakes to find it, there is nothing here, some are just simple and friendly villagers, I think you are looking for the wrong place, you better go back the same way." ”

"Senior, I know what you mean. This time I came only as a father, as a grandfather of his children. Won't disturb others, and won't forcibly take your villagers away against their will. ”

"I hope you remember what you said". The drunken man's voice disappeared, his breath was gone, and he took a sip of wine and lay down in the haystack.

Wen Tiancang felt that the invisible enchantment had disappeared, so he had to bow down to the broken temple. Then with a wave of his right hand, a silver ingot flew towards the coachman, and his voice came, "Thank you, little brother, for leading the way, this is a reward, you go back, don't talk about today's events to anyone." ”

The coachman took the money and thanked him repeatedly, but the old man was gone, and he only saw that the pile of dry grass where he was before was biased to the side and pointed to the position of Jiangcun.

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Quiet Jiangcun simple people, or sitting under the tree to enjoy the coolness, holding a pampas fan in their hands, talking with the people around them. Or they are busy directly in their own vegetable fields, and many women are sewing and mending, weaving nets and nets, rare leisure and rare reunions, because every time they enter the mountains and go to sea, they are risking their lives. There are no young people in the village, some are only half-grown children, it is extremely difficult to walk with milky voices, this is hope and inheritance, too difficult environment leads to the departure of teenagers, although the elders in the village are very unwilling, but look up at the mountains and see the sea will grit their teeth and tears to send away their own children.

Wen Tiancang abides by the previous agreement and walks through the village with a very fast body, so as not to disturb everyone, and at the same time, he is also feeling the environment and atmosphere that is different from the world outside the village, which is also one of the reasons why he has been delayed walking around for a few days. As I walked, I stopped at the plane tree in the middle of the village, because I really didn't understand.

The little guy under the tree who has just learned to crawl, the appearance of the tiger face is not very cute, crawling on the ground from time to time to make a 'boom' sound, I don't know what he is talking about, or calling his parents, or it may be the infinite joy of being with the strange world and laughing, but he can't laugh.

In addition to the little one, there were several people chatting, a woman looked at her child from time to time, and the child fell and ignored it, allowing him to fall and get up again, with love and distress in her eyes, but more resolute. It's a grinding, and it's a grind for him and for himself.

"Sister-in-law Liu, you little guy is naughty, and you must be a lively man in the future. A man in the prime of life said with a smile when he saw the little guy fall and get up.

"Forget about the dragon and tiger, I just hope that he is safe and sound, and he will not have to be like us in the future. ”

"This is certain, one generation is stronger than the next"

......

The brief stop is also to ask the sky to see a lot, family affection, friendship, kindness, sincerity...... The most important thing is that the smiles on their faces are so sweet, and they are happy from the heart. Even though the conditions were difficult, there was no gold and silver and there was not much material foundation, but it was calm, and this made him remember and feel.

"Maybe that's what Xiao Jiu likes. Ask Tiancang to leave, without a little movement, no one can hear himself, only a sycamore leaf quietly fell, just fell on the head of the little guy, he stretched out his little hand hard, grabbed for a long time, and said "hum" in his mouth, as if he couldn't reach and get angry, causing a whisper from the people around.

"Haha...... Ha ha. ”

Wen Tiancang didn't know where Mo Jiu lived specifically, and he didn't open his divine sense, but he just looked around with his senses.

The most remote building, the style is not outstanding, but there is an extremely warm feeling, different from the other houses, at this time there is a puff of cooking smoke, not when the meal but the fire is raised, a smell of meat smell, it should be smoked jerky.

Wen Tiancang knew that the person he was looking for was in this room, and he just felt it. Quietly approached and heard the sound of conversation, a man and a woman. The male voice is extremely familiar, although it has been more than ten years, until he knows that this is his ninth son, Mo Jiu.

"Husband, what kind of meat is this, why is it still so bright red after being smoked for three days, you look at the blood dripping. ”

"This is the Demon Blood Purple Elk, not to mention that it has only been three days, it may be difficult to change color and smoke dry in March, you still don't worry, our winter grain storage is also enough, don't worry about this time and a half." ”

"Oh"

The woman's voice was broken, probably to be busy, and it could be heard from her tone that she didn't know what this demonic blood purple elk was at all, it was a fifth-order demonic beast that was infinitely close to the sixth-order, which was equivalent to the existence of the human god realm, and it couldn't beat the realm of the god alone. It can be seen from the previous village name that they are just people who can make strength, so this purple elk was killed by Xiao Jiuyi, I haven't seen him for more than ten years, not only has his strength not regressed, but also improved, and I was very happy for a while.

And the slightest negligence, his own breath was not controlled and exposed. hurriedly reined in his breath, but it was still late.

Jiang Tao, who was drinking tea, suddenly felt a chill, it was the coldness in the endless killing, and for a while, his divine sense opened and looked towards the location where Wen Tiancang was.

This is an incomparably familiar face, with white hair and sideburns, and is looking at himself with a smile. 'It's him!!'

"Smack!" the sound of the teacup falling to the ground and shattering sounded.