After a long time, Grandpa finally heard footsteps coming from the house. He couldn't look up or turn his head to see who was in the room.

"Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo! Ma Xiucai fell to the floor! A girl's panicked voice rang out.

Grandpa knew that it was Yu Youyang.

Yu Youyang ran to his father's side first, but he couldn't pull his father's arm.

Soon, Luo Buzhai ran out, and then helped his father up.

Luo Buzhai was startled when he saw his father's pale and bloodless face, and asked with trembling lips, "What's wrong with you?" Looking at your complexion, even your nephew is not as good. ”

Yu Youyang, who was carrying one of his father's arms, couldn't understand Luo Buzhai's words, and asked with blinking eyes, "Nephew?" ”

The moment Grandpa fell, he knew that something was wrong, and his body felt as if he had been hollowed out. He thought of this result when he was lying on the ground and unable to move. It takes too much energy to drive away Zesheng's thousands of troops, and Jade Bracelet and himself have exhausted all the accumulation over the years.

Luo Buzhai knew that he couldn't explain it to Yu Youyang for a while, so he didn't care about her.

"Looks like you're going to put your plans out on a few days to go. It was good that you had a spell to protect yourself before, but now you may get revenge on the imps and goblins when you go out. Think about how I was plotted in the first place. Luo Buzhai helped him and said as he walked into the house.

Grandpa saw Luo Buzhai's shadow in the sun, and his heart was slightly relieved. After being passed through by the green light of the jade bracelet, Grandpa was worried that he would not be able to leave a shadow in the sun as before, so that he would likely be seen through and bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"When I put down the book of sages and went out to travel, didn't I have no strengths? I wasn't scared then, so what's there to worry about now? You can see the weight of other people's bones, but you can't see the weight of mine, maybe this is a hint in the dark. Since there is no joy and no disaster, there is no need to deliberately avoid it. Who knows if it's a catastrophe to stay here or a catastrophe to leave. Grandpa said weakly.

Luo Buzhai and Yu Youyang helped their grandfather lie down on the bed.

"Let's not talk about going out or not, you can rest for a while." Luo Buzhai Road.

Grandpa didn't listen to Luo Buzhai's words, and a few days later, he left Thrush Village after attending Li Xiaocheng's wedding.

Since then, Daddy has not been in Thrush Village very often. There is no pattern to where he goes, he always goes wherever he remembers. Every time I return to Thrush Village, I stay for only four or five days and then leave. Everything at home is taken care of by Luo Buzhai. Fortunately, Yu Youyang assisted by his side, and Luo Buzhai would not be unable to take care of it. Yu Youyang's parents often come to Thrush Village, and they live longer than their father.

Although my grandfather is already inferior to my nephew, I haven't encountered anything like revenge. Grandpa laughed at himself, and there are two possibilities. One is that he has done far more good deeds than evil deeds, and there is no real enemy of the family, so he is safe and sound; The second is that except for Luo Buzhai and Yu Youyang, no one else knows that his strength has suddenly fallen to the bottom, and although there are many people who want to harm him, they dare not do it easily.

Perhaps the weak king also felt that there was no grandpa in Thrush Village, and he didn't appear for a long time.

Three years passed quickly. Yu Youyang is eighteen years old. At that time, in the area of Thrush Village, eighteen-year-old girls were considered to be of marriageable age. Although it is not uncommon for girls to get married at the age of less than eighteen, it is this age that everyone can accept the most. And the family really began to worry about their daughter's marriage at this time.

Yu Youyang and Luo Buzhai get along day and night, and they fall in love for a long time, and getting married is a natural thing. Although Luo Buzhai is more than ten years older than her, this is a common thing. Yu Youyang's parents agreed in one go.

Grandpa saw that Luo Buzhai had finally got married, and he was more relieved to travel abroad.

After a few more years, my father went to Dacheng Town, Zhejiang Province for a walk. At this time, my grandfather was in his thirties. Hangzhou, Ningbo, Wenzhou, Shaoxing, Huzhou, Jiaxing, Jinhua, Quzhou, Zhoushan, Taizhou, Lishui and other places in Zhejiang have all left their footprints. On the one hand, he was looking for news of Xiaomi, and on the other hand, after his father died, he said that he had gone somewhere in Zhejiang to be a city god.

He first went to the West Lake, then to the Nanxi River, and then to Putuo Mountain, and after experiencing several famous tourist resorts in Zhejiang, he finally arrived in Wuzhen. Because I heard that the most beautiful seasons of the year in Wuzhen are spring and autumn, and the most beautiful times of the day are early morning and evening. Grandpa settled in Wuzhen in the autumn.

One evening, my grandfather was drinking on a small boat in the Wuzhen River, and the boatman was gently rocking the boat. The breeze is blowing, so pleasant.

At this time, another black canopy boat came on. In the bow sat a beautiful girl. The girl held the pipa in her hand and sang a little song. The sound of the pipa is melodious, and the little song is crisp.

Grandpa listened carefully, and the girl sang the "Yue Ren Song" in the pre-Qin period.

"Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream. Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince......"

Daddy didn't know that there was still a song to sing in this poem. At this time, she was boating on the water, and singing this poem was indeed appropriate. But Grandpa saw that there seemed to be no one else in the canopy boat, and thought it strange, as if the poem had been sung to him by the girl on purpose.

When Daddy looked at the girl, the girl's amorous eyes were just looking at him. Looking at each other, the girl was actually flustered, the pipa sounded out of tune, and the little song was broken.

Grandpa didn't know why she had this reaction, but immediately a trace of thought flashed in his heart - could it be that she was the reincarnated Xiaomi?

can look at the girl, there is no shadow of millet in her facial features and figure.

Grandpa didn't dare to be abrupt, so he first told the boatman to stop rocking, then stood up, bowed politely to the girl opposite, and then asked, "Why does the girl sing such a sad tune?" "What Daddy really wants to ask is actually the girl's age. But asking the other person's age as soon as you see it will be misleading.

The girl, who also called the boatman on the boat, picked up the lute and stood up, bowed her waist slightly, and replied, "Just sing a few words casually, there is no deep meaning." ”

This time, Grandpa saw the scene in the canopy boat more realistically, and made sure that there were no other passengers on the boat except her, so he asked again: "There is no one else on the boat, who is the girl singing to?" ”

The girl said, "This is not the same as it used to be. Now that the world is not peaceful and people are flustered, how many people can sit in a small boat and listen to my tunes with peace of mind? I sing to those who will listen. ”

Grandpa smiled and nodded, "I'm willing to listen, can you come to my boat and sing it for me again?" Grandpa felt that although she didn't sing poignantly enough, not like a woman with secret thoughts, it still couldn't be ruled out that she was not the reincarnation of Xiaomi. Since there is a glimmer of hope, you should ask for clarity so as not to miss it.

"I sing casually, others listen to it casually, that's for my own amusement. If you want me to sing, it's going to take money. I'm an entertainer. The girl said.

Grandpa said, "Just pay for it." ”

So the girl told the boatman to bring the boat closer to her father's boat, and then stepped over.

Daddy helped her pay for the boat, and told the boatman on his boat to continue rocking.

The boat entered the water, and there was a thud.

The boat continued on.

Daddy asked, "What do you call a girl?" ”

The girl replied, "Zhu Meiying." The plum of the plum blossom, the flicker of time. However, many people like to call me a bamboo beauty, like bamboo. ”

Grandpa looked at her standing figure, a little thin, and indeed had a bit of bamboo style.

"What do you want me to sing?" Bamboo Beauty was a little shy when she saw her father looking at her.

Grandpa said: "It's the Yue Ren song you sang just now." ”

Takemito sat down and was about to start playing the lute. Grandpa stretched out his hand to stop and asked, "I've never heard of this Qin poetry being sung in the first place." I don't know where you learned it? "Grandpa feels that the bamboo beauty in front of him should not be the reincarnation of Xiaomi, and wants to ask who else will sing this poem. If someone else taught her, he listened to it and went to the person who taught her.

Takemito replied, "It's a random piece of music I made." I like this poem very much, this poem is called Yue Ren Song, I think it was written and sung by the ancient Yue people, there should have been a song at that time, but it was not passed down halfway, so I boldly made it up. ”

Grandpa said: "It's not bold. Originally, most of Zhejiang belonged to the Yue country. Listening to your accent, it should be a local, so it can be regarded as a Yue person. The more people sing the more people sing, it is not bold. ”

Takemito politely replied, "Thank you." ”

Grandpa asked again, "When you sang this hymn, did you remember something that you didn't experience before?" Or rather, something that déjà vu has been experienced? ”

Zhu Meiren looked at her grandfather incomprehensibly, frowned slightly, shook her head, and said, "No." Why do you ask? ”

Grandpa hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Just ask casually." You sing it. ”

The bamboo beauty played the pipa and sang again. Grandpa sat next to him and listened attentively. It's late afternoon, but the sun hasn't completely subsided. The clouds in the sky were light and thin, like unwoven scatters on a loom. The sky is dark blue, and at the junction of heaven and earth is a line of yellow and red. The waterway is flanked on both sides by white-walled uvas. The white wall of Uwa is reflected, as if there are people under the water, and there is also an upside-down world. After watching it for a long time, I realized that the underwater world is real, and I am the reflection of the world over there.

Daddy closed his eyes and inhaled gently.

This inhalation actually made the illusion just now come true!

Daddy felt like he was in the water, feet up and head down. A slightly cool water slid over the face. The sound of the pipa was still ringing, and the little song was still singing, but in the haze, the sound of the pipa and the little song seemed to be separated from him by some distance, as if they were coming from the boat above the reflection.

The bamboo beauty plays on the bow of the boat on the water, and he listens to the reflection underwater. The boatman swayed, but the sound of the oars breaking the water was close to the ears.

As soon as he inhaled, the water was sucked into his mouth and nose. Daddy immediately held his breath. If you exhale at this time, you will be choked. So, Daddy simply swallowed the water he had sucked into his throat.