The rain fell all night and did not stop until the morning

After the rain, the air is fresh like a bun just out of the cage, the transpiration exudes a good aroma, the pear blossoms hidden in the green forest in the mountains are more and more delicate and pure, the pavilion outside the town, the thatch on the top of the pavilion is messily spread out because it has accumulated too much rain, and it becomes heavier, at least it no longer looks as frivolous as before, as if as long as a slightly larger mountain breeze blows by, it will fly with the wind, leaving only a dry pavilion top for the pavilion

The few peach blossoms on the side of the simple earthen wall of the small courtyard were still not beaten down by the rain, neither fresher by the rain, nor became more wilted after being beaten by the wind and rain, still hanging half-dead on the branches, looking at the bluestone slab outside the wall and silent

Xu Zi'an, who slept peacefully all night, got up after the rooster crow, as usual, and did not clean up the bed cover and clean the dirt as usual, but sat quietly at the door and looked at the peach blossoms and scenery inside and outside the courtyard

The bright Pu knife pointed diagonally at the sky on the stake, and the blood on the blade was much cleaner after being washed away by the rain, and he looked at the Pu knife, but he did not want to pick it up, or even go near it

In fact, not only this bright simple knife, but also the quaint old book that would always be tied around his waist, Xu Zi'an didn't want to touch it at this time, and he didn't even want to think about the black ghost stone that had become his other heart

Because these things that he can't understand, to a certain extent, are the reasons why those big people come to find Shen Li

Shen Li gave him another cyan pill before leaving last night, I don't know if those pills worked, or if there were some unknown strange changes in the new organs in Xu Zi'an's body, the lung lobes that were still painful yesterday are now much lighter, Xu Zi'an can faintly feel that the lung lobes torn by the spear even have signs of healing

Subconsciously touched his chest, Xu Zi'an felt this inexplicable heart through his clothes, and this heart was beating abnormally

Appears very strong

Every time it beats, it seems that there is infinite vitality gushing out

Xu Zi'an felt the surging vitality in his heart, and he was a little distracted, Shen Li's words last night did not bring him much shock, because there were many things that he had already vaguely guessed in his heart, but he lacked a confirmation that he was late for a long time

For more than ten years, he had been practicing his sword in the morning forest and mountain firewood room battle, and he also kept meditating under the pavilion of reading and sleeping, but he was always puzzled by hard thinking and meditation, and what layer of fog around his mind has always been the biggest threshold that binds him on the path of cultivation

He had doubts about this, and he had read many books and materials in the Shannan Taoist Academy, and also consulted some of the Taoist instructors in the Taoist Academy, and the conclusions he came to were all that this layer of fog was very strange, and it had never been seen in the entire history of cultivation, and it was even more strange than that he was born without a heart

The number of mortals who cannot set foot on the Great Dao is not counted, and the reasons for this are also different, cultivation is a gift from the Immortal Heaven to the lucky people in the world, but there are always countless people who are unlucky and do not have the capital to accept this gift

There is no Xuanfu in the heart, there is no dark vein in the body, or the Xuanfu vein is mutilated and damaged, although these situations are a little special, but there are many precedents in the past records

However, if Xu Zi'an is so obviously there, but it is covered by unknown things, it seems very abnormal, although Changshengtian likes to joke with the world, he will never make such boring jokes

Since it was not innate, it could only be done by manpower, and at that time he had already guessed that someone might have deliberately covered his knowledge, but at that time, Xu Zi'an thought that it was just Shen Li who covered him, in order to prevent him from not knowing moderation after opening his knowledge and stepping into the avenue, he constantly introduced the true yuan into his body, and finally because there was no heart mansion to accommodate it, there was a tragedy of going mad

But what Shen Li said last night was that there was someone else covering his mind, and that person seemed to have another hidden secret, or another plan

There is another secret, what does that person want to hide? What else is the plan? What is that person trying to hide?

A young man in the mountains like himself, who is not very talented, not too talented, and not very handsome even in appearance, what does it mean that the person who spends so much effort and effort to do such a laborious thing?

This reminded Xu Zi'an unconsciously of the bizarre stories told by the storytellers in the Bocheng Restaurant

He likes the good tone of the storyteller's mouth and the thrilling and tense plot experiences in the stories, but he doesn't want to be the protagonist of those bizarre stories

"Well, no one can resist the freshness and impulse to be the protagonist of the story, especially at an age like me that is longing for a fresh clothes and angry horse, I must admit that in some lonely nights, I occasionally yearn for strange thoughts about what would happen if I were the person in those stories, but this is not a reason why Shen Li has never been home."

Xu Zi'an vented to himself, looked up at the early sun that was gradually warming, stood on tiptoe hard, and looked through the low earthen wall at the bluestone street where there was already the sound of pedestrians passing outside

Shen Li didn't know when he went out last night, and he didn't make any sound, so Xu Zi'an didn't find a chance to stop Shen Li from going out

Still didn't return overnight

According to the usual practice, it was only morning at this time, and it was not even half an hour, and it was normal for Shen Li not to go home, but for some reason, Xu Zi'an's new heart that was not yet familiar always made him feel uneasy

Recalling the meaning of Shen Li's words before leaving last night, the young man became even more anxious, got up and hesitated back and forth in the courtyard for a moment, and the tension not only did not disappear, but became stronger

Irritable and dazed, Xu Zi'an lay down on the chaise longue that was still wet with rain, the old chaise longue soaked in the rain was even more decayed, and the sound it made was not the long and beautiful squeak of the past, but a dull and short hurried sound

This voice made Xu Zi'an depressed for a while, and he almost couldn't breathe

Xu Zi'an looked back at the recliner, and suddenly had an urge to disassemble this recliner into a pile of waste wood, this kind of emotion, which can be called irritable, rarely appeared on him in the past

Forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, he looked at the green in the mountains, and took a few deep breaths in the fresh air after the rain, until his eyes were dyed green by the green leaves in the forest, he felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and it happened that the smoke of Wu Laosi's house next door was reflected in his eyes, and after a little thought, the young man got up and walked towards the stove

Let's make the meal first, otherwise Shen Li will come back after a while and find that he has no food to eat and will lose his temper again

The sour chicken soup from last night was reprocessed, water and ingredients were added to remove the sour taste, and the two big white porcelain bowls from last night were arranged, and two pairs of bamboo chopsticks were pulled out and placed on the bowls horizontally

The sun rose from the low of the first birth to the fiery red of the noon, and then changed from the red of the noon to the glow of the evening

Xu Zi'an sat in the courtyard like this, watching a green grass on the low courtyard wall go from dark to light, from bright to dark

Looking at the peach trees beside the courtyard wall, the peach blossoms swaggered from time to time, black and wrinkled

Watching a group of ants crawl back and forth at the root of the tree under the peach blossoms, busy to no avail

Watching a lone ant break away from the ant colony, it seems to be lost, and it seems to want to see the outside world, and it is hard and persistent to turn over the dangerous and dangerous peaks that are actually just some raised stones and brick joints, drill through the door crack under the courtyard gate, and walk into the vast world outside the courtyard, and have not returned

Until the evening sun extinguished the last ray of red glow, and Haoyue finally climbed over the mountain to the foot of the mountain, Xu Zi'an still didn't hear the familiar and scattered footsteps, and he finally couldn't sit down

Silence wrapped the Pu knife in a strip of cloth, the strip of cloth happened to be black, after thinking about it, he still tied the old book to his waist, Xu Zi'an pushed open the door and walked out, the big white porcelain bowl was still on the table, and he pressed a note that the ink had not dried

The left and right sides of the note are nothing more than some, I'm going to look for you, if you come back, you can heat the chicken soup yourself and so on

Pushing open the door and stepping on the bluestone slab with dark light emerging in the moonlight, Xu Zi'an walked all the way to the pavilion outside the town, there was no trace of Shen Li at the pavilion, but he saw an old man with withered hair and deep eyes, the old man had kind eyebrows, his body was slightly tired, and he seemed to have traveled a long way, and he happened to sit down in this pavilion to rest for a while

The old man was dressed in a light gray linen coat, and there was some wind and dust on the linen clothes, which looked dusty

For some reason, Xu Zi'an had an unknown affection for this old man in Mai who was like an ordinary old man in the mountains, just like the subtle feeling when he first met Zhu Xiaoyu

At this time, the old man was looking up at the messy thatch between the roofs of the pavilion, as if the patterns of those thatched grasses were messy, and it was the most thrilling masterpiece in the world

It seemed that he heard the sound of Xu Zi'an walking, the old man bowed his head slightly, smiled at Xu Zi'an, and smiled as serene as a lake

Xu Zi'an bowed his head lightly and saluted the old man, and continued to walk to the gambling house brothel where there was still a long way to go

Seeing that the young man was in a hurry and still did not forget to salute himself, the old man looked very satisfied, and looked up again at the messy thatch on the top of the pavilion, his expression was peaceful, but the brown eyes that were deeply sunk in the brow socket were gently rolled up from time to time one after another soothing waves

Xu Zi'an, who had already passed by the pavilion, turned back inadvertently, and happened to see the old man's dark brown eyes, a wave that had just rolled out of the calm lake

The waves were very quiet and not very worshipped, like a green leaf in the sea

Xu Zi'an stopped suddenly, and the right foot that he had just stepped out paused slightly, and then retracted in the air, looking a little dignified

His eyes were misty, and he looked down in contemplation, as if he didn't quite understand why there was such an incredible existence as waves in the eyes of people

He was sure that what he saw just now was a wave, but in the eyes of people, how could there be a wave!

"Your name is Xu Zi'an?"

At this moment, he suddenly heard an old slow voice behind him, his body suddenly tensed, and a trace of good impression of the old man just now was instantly occupied by vigilance and vigilance, and slowly turned around, he stared at the old man's deep eyes like a giant lake, one hand quietly approached the hilt of the knife, and the other hand slowly touched the old book on his waist

The old man looked at the nervous appearance of the young man as if he was on the ground, and for some reason his wrinkled face was not angry, but there was a very satisfied smile, his dry lips moved slightly, and the old man slowly said again

"Are you looking for someone?"

Xu Zi'an hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly

"What a coincidence, I'm looking for someone too"

The old man continued

"But it's often not easy to find people in this world, but it's very simple to wait for people, I'm old, I've been looking for many years, and I don't want to look for it anymore"

"This little pavilion is very good, very cool, why don't you sit here with me?"

(This novel has been written so far, it is worth affirming that I have worked very hard, but again, it is unfortunate that I have tried too hard, resulting in some too nagging trivial, how to say it, I read the old cat's book before I had the idea of entering the pit, so this book inevitably has many cat-sized shadows, of course, after a few more chapters, his shadow will gradually erase from my book, which also represents the growth of this novel in the true sense, after all, it is the first time to write, many shortcomings, many mistakes, I hope you can put it forward, I will work a little hard, I hope you give some patience, because this book, in the back is really interesting, maybe, It's a little more interesting than everyone imagined, thank you for your deep gift)