An hour......

Two hours......

After getting rid of Fangfang's family, Jiang Wuye followed the vague memories of his predecessor and went on another dirt road, running wildly.

Unexpectedly.

In these two hours, I didn't meet that family again, and I didn't even see a single four.

In the misty white world, it seemed that Jiang Wuye was the only one left.

Da Da ......

Ahead, it seems, there is no way.

Jiang Wuye frowned, looked around, and finally chose a direction and rushed into the dense forest.

A few minutes later.

Phew!

The feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist, the vision in front of me suddenly opened up.

Overhead, instead of a tumbling white mist, there was a gloomy sky, and not far away was a dirt road with barren grass on both sides, crossing the dirt road......

A dead and silent mountain village crawling on the ground is clearly visible - Qinghe Village!!

"Grass!"

Jiang Wuye took a few steps back, his face was difficult to see, the light in his eyes changed uncertainly, he gritted his teeth, and turned back again to burrow into the white world.

Two hours later......

Jiang Wuye stood outside the wall of the peach orchard that he had kicked down in the morning with a gloomy face, and glanced back at the white world in the distance.

In a trance, there seemed to be a pair of mocking eyes looking at him, grinning lightly.

Five times!

No matter how Jiang Wuye changed his position or how fast he was, he would return to Qinghe Village inexplicably in the end.

During the process, nothing stood in the way, and nothing unusual happened.

He was like a beast thrown into a labyrinth, restless, restless, furious, and still getting no response.

He could feel that in the mist, there was always more than one pair of eyes staring at him, full of mockery, like a lion leaping into the fire circle on the circus.

Apathetic, ruthless, and condescending......

Looking up, I looked at the village in front of me that couldn't find a little life and light.

Jiang Wuye suddenly felt a bit like a ranch he had seen in his previous life, or a sheepfold, a slaughterhouse.

The villagers are the cattle and sheep in the pen, and the shepherd dogs are weird and bared, and the sheep herder behind them can decide the life and death of the cattle and sheep in this sheepfold with a big finger.

Lost in life, hesitant in death.

This life in between, it seems that no matter how much you struggle, sooner or later, the end is doomed from the beginning.

Thoughts fluctuate.

Jiang Wuye felt as if he was in shackles for a while, and walked into the peach orchard with heavy and stiff steps, without saying a word.

Passing by the blood-stained stone again, he paused for a long time, his eyes in a trance, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

"If you want to eat meat, Lao Tzu has to give you a broken tooth!"

After a few minutes, the eyes gradually cleared.

Jiang Wuye gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, took a deep breath, walked out of the peach orchard, and strode in a certain direction in the village.

Giving up everything and waiting for death has never been his character!

The village is becoming more and more deserted.

The doors of every house are closed, and they are not allowed to go out. Even if he occasionally met a person on the road, he walked in a hurry, nodded and left quickly, his face full of panic and uneasiness.

Tuk Tuk ......

"Sister-in-law, are you at home?"

According to the memory of his predecessor, Jiang Wuye went around and came to a house in the village, and knocked on the door with his index finger.

"Here we are...... Who?"

"Sister-in-law...... I'm Sayo. ”

A feeble inquiry came from behind the door.

Squeak –

The old wooden door made an unpleasant grinding sound.

The woman with a slightly chubby figure and an ordinary face appeared in front of Jiang Wuye, glanced at him with a slightly puzzled look, and then gave way.

Jiang Wuye thanked her, followed behind the woman, and looked around.

There is nothing unusual about the ordinary farmhouse yard.

To say there is.

I'm afraid that here, Jiang Wuye can't feel the slightest sense of vitality.

The earth dog tethered in the corner of the wall didn't even have the spirit to raise his eyes to look, his head hung down on the two forefeet, and his eyes, which should have been full of spirituality, were cloudy.

In the pigsty, a big black pig is also like the earth dog, without vitality, if it weren't for the ups and downs of the belly, Jiang Wuye would have thought that it had gone.

Even some of the endemic winter flowers planted in the corners of the courtyard are wilted and lifeless.

And the people in front ......

From the meeting to the present, only one sentence has been spoken.

That sentence seemed to be the biggest spirit she could mention.

And Jiang Wuye clearly remembered that this woman used to be famous in the village for her spicy mouth, and as long as she moved, a mouth could make your ears callous.

Now, it is like an abandoned cat, so quiet that it is unacceptable.

"Mother...... Uncle Nightless. ”

Inside the house, a four- or five-year-old child with pigtails greeted him, and his innocent eyes looked at Jiang Wuye, who was following, and seemed to be reflected.

Jiang Wuye touched the child's head, and had the intention to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, but looking at the woman's disillusioned expression, he sighed in his heart.

Sit down, no tea and no water, clear and cold.

Children playing in the mud in the yard.

Inside the house, at the table.

The two of them just looked at each other in silence.

After a while, Jiang Wuye broke the calm and said, "Sister-in-law, although it is very rude. However, I still want to ask, Brother Changfeng's martial arts, are the books still there?"

On the other side, the woman raised her head, looked at Jiang Wuye's face for a long time, and finally her eyes were slightly red, and a layer of water vapor filled them.

This......

Jiang Wuye was a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Yes, sister-in-law will go get it for you. ”

After a while, the woman laughed apologetically, wiped away her tears, and got up and went into the inner room.

It's that easy?

Jiang Wuye was stunned for a moment, feeling a little incredible.

But when I thought about it, I was relieved.

In the final analysis, in this world, the immortal path is orthodox, and the martial arts are just a small path that cannot be put on the table, and it was abandoned by heaven and earth a long time ago.

The threshold is low, and there are no root bone restrictions, and when you reach the age, the peddlers and pawns, and the grass people and wild bandits can all cultivate.

As for the upper limit, well, it's no problem to keep fit, but if you want to move the mountains and rivers and enter and exit the Qingying, it's wishful thinking.

Not to mention anything else, think about Jiang Dazhuang, a book of big road goods bought in the town, there are not many talent requirements at all, and it has only been a semi-finished product for more than 30 years.

And the immortal cultivators recognized by heaven and earth......

It has been clearly recorded that if you enter the Tao in January, you can cut a class to practice martial arts!

The gap can be imagined.

And the martial arts cheats, although it is not said that everyone has a copy, but it is not much better, some popular, historical towns, even with a basket of martial arts cheats openly sold.

Of course, the top-level martial arts cheats naturally still have a certain value, and they are collected by people, and it is impossible to say that they are sold on the street and given away at will.

The iron cloth shirt is a horizontal martial arts practice, which obviously belongs to the category of selling in baskets.

After a while, the woman came out, holding a yellowed thread-bound book in her hand, and handed it to Jiang Wuye, and then sat in front of Zhuo in a daze, not asking what she was doing at all.

"So, thank you, sister-in-law. ”

Jiang Wuye took it, thanked him, rubbed it slightly, didn't check it, and put it in his arms.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Wuye looked at the woman who bowed her head and was godless, thought of the question of the older generation's secrecy, and said tentatively: "Sister-in-law, relax." Isn't there a fox fairy in the village......"

"What fox fairy? What do you know at such a young age, don't talk nonsense!"

Unknowingly, before he finished his sentence, he was interrupted by the woman's fierce scolding.

The violent reaction, the angry emotion, and the previous weakness were completely two extremes.

Jiang Wuye was surprised, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, got up to thank him again, and chose to leave.

Out of the house, he smiled at the pigtail boy who was playing with mud, Jiang Wuye turned his head, and his face was not very good-looking.

He thought that at this point, the secret about the fox statue should be made public.

But I never thought about it......

Call......

With a sigh of relief, Jiang Wuye paced away.

Behind him, a conversation between mother and son sounded.

"Mother, will it snow this year, when will Daddy come back and build a snowman with me?"

"Silly boy...... Whining...... Yes...... Daddy came back soon......"

Doorway.

Jiang Wuye looked up at the sky, silent.

The clouds were thick and heavy, and there was no trace of hope.