Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Journey

"Poof", I saw that Yang Zixian couldn't help but chuckle at this time, and scolded with a smile: "Hey, you don't even dare to look at me, why do you say that you want to give me the ring?"

"Where...... How can there be?" Shi Xin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly denied it. But the more he justified it, the more unnatural the expression on his face became, and his eyes became a little erratic.

Although Yang Zixian saw the embarrassment on his face one by one, he didn't make fun of it anymore, and said with a faint smile on his beautiful face: "However, you and I have only known each other for a few days, and you are willing to give me this valuable thing, which is considered to be your heart." After she finished speaking, she returned the ring in her hand to Shi Xin.

Shi Xin took the ring in his hand and sat beside her in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Zixian raised her head again, looked at the starry sky above her head, and reminded: "It's not too early, go to sleep." Early tomorrow morning, we will leave for Tsing Yi Town. ”

When she had finished speaking, she stood up and turned and walked towards the small wood room.

Shi Xin also stood up at this time, and he silently watched her disappearing figure. I don't know where the courage came from, he suddenly shouted, "Or, why don't I sleep in the firewood room tonight?"

"No need, your injuries are not healed, and besides, I have been pampered since I was a child, and it is good to suffer occasionally. She looked back and smiled, like a warm light suddenly lit up in the night, and just shone like this.

The night was deep, the starry sky was still there, and Shi Xin stood alone in the cold moonlight with a ring in a daze.

Early the next morning.

"Sister Yang, are you leaving today?" asked the little boy Ah Chuan, looking up.

Yang Zixian stretched out his hand, touched the little boy's head, and nodded, "Yes, Ah Chuan will listen to your father in the future." ”

After Shi Xin helped the fisherman Brother Zhang untie the rope by the river, he also came over at this time and said to the little boy: "Ah Chuan, this time my brother would like to thank you for saving us." You have to grow up quickly, and your brother will come to see you in the future. ”

The little boy Ah Chuan scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "You're welcome, Brother Shi." My father said that you are all immortals, we will save you, and you will bless us in the future. ”

Shi Xin was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Yang Zixian glanced at Brother Zhang, a fisherman in the distance, lowered his head and smiled at Ah Chuan: "Your father is right, if there is a fate in the future, we will come back to teach you some immortal arts, so that you can also have the ability to protect your father, okay?"

The little boy Ah Chuan blinked and said, "Okay, Sister Yang, that's a word." ”

Yang Zixian leaned down, gently hooked the tip of his immature nose, and smiled: "Okay, a word is a certainty." ”

"Brother Shi, you can get on the boat......" In the distance, the fisherman Brother Zhang stood on the boat and beckoned.

Shi Xin looked into the distance, and then replied loudly: "Okay!" After he finished speaking, he straightened out the sword behind his back.

Speaking of that stone sword, I don't know if the stone heart is injured in the body, and the Dao method can't be used, or the sword itself is too spiritual, and it can't be put away, and it can't be hidden in the body like an ordinary magic weapon and become one with him. So at this moment, he could only wrap his body in a piece of linen cloth and carry it on his back.

He put his sword on his back, turned his head to Yang Zixian and said, "Let's go." ”

At this time, Yang Zixian looked a little tired, and he didn't know if he hadn't slept well last night, but he still nodded lightly to Shi Xin.

The two sides of the river are connected with mountains, and the heavy rocks are stacked. Clumps of reeds fluttered in the wind not far away. In the middle of the river, a flat boat is slowly moving upstream.

Shi Xin and Yang Zixian sat on the bow of the boat, but seeing the beautiful scenery on the shore, they were also in a good mood. It's just that Shi Xin is still a little worried at this moment. They had been living in this canyon hut for two days, and they had never seen a monk walking with a sword in the sky passing by, and when they were about to leave, they could not help but show a little sadness.

Yang Zixian seemed to see through his thoughts, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yuqing's Dao method is much higher than you don't know, and it will definitely be worry-free to get out." If you have time, you should worry more about your own life. ”

Shi Xin didn't refute when he heard this, and knew in his heart that what Yang Zixian said was reasonable. The two of them had been in this canyon for two days, and they didn't have to look at the colorful fairy grass in the baggage, and they knew that it had turned green at this time. If you can't rush back to Langya Village within four days, I'm afraid that my life will be given here.

He smiled bitterly to himself, and his gaze drifted to the stern of the boat.

I saw that the fisherman Brother Zhang was wearing a hat at this time and was skillfully supporting the penny, and his subordinates did not feel any effort in pushing and pulling, obviously borrowing the thrust in the water to the fullest.

At his feet, sat his son Achuan. It is said that the little boy Ah Chuan saw that Shi Xin and the two of them were leaving, and he also wanted to give them a ride, so Shi Xin and the two naturally would not object, so they also got on the boat together.

At this moment, Ah Chuan put his two feet in the water to play, causing the blue waves to ripple non-stop, and the water birds in the air were not afraid of him, and came down from time to time to chase and frolic with him.

The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the water is so clear.

The trees growing on both sides of the bank waved their hands silently in the breeze, watching the leaf boat slowly sail away. In the end, only a long blue wave rippled and rippled slightly.

This trip lasted from early morning to nearly noon.

"Sugar gourd, sell rock sugar gourd......"

"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns, guest officer, why don't you have a few?......"

“......”

Before arriving at the ferry, I only heard the cries on both sides.

Yang Zixian didn't expect it to be so lively in this remote town, so she let out a low "huh" and asked the fisherman Brother Zhang, "Brother Zhang, is this town so lively on weekdays?"

Shi Xin, who was sitting on the side, was also strange in his heart, so he looked at Brother Zhang at the stern of the boat, obviously wanting to know the humanistic customs of this town.

I saw Brother Zhang look at them and smile, and shook his head: "It's not so lively on weekdays." ”

He gradually slowed down the movement of the boat in his hand, and said: "This Tsing Yi Town, which has a long history of building a town, is a veritable ancient town. A long, long time ago, it was not actually called Tsing Yi Town, but 'Ludao'."

"Lu Dao?" Yang Zixian didn't expect this Tsing Yi Town to have such a name, so he asked immediately.

Brother Zhang, a fisherman, nodded: "Yes, it's Ludao." At that time, the population of Ludao was not as large as it is today, and the remote location made it very dilapidated. Rumors of this continued until more than two hundred years ago......"

He seemed to be stuck in a distant memory, and continued: "One day, a young woman in Tsing Yi suddenly came here in Ludao, and I heard that it was a very beautiful woman. Ludao was a special product at that time, but we ordinary people can taste such a heavenly thing, no matter how big or small, just eat it. After the woman came, she spent a lot of money to buy the hut of the ferry, and also named the fish that was particularly delicious, called "Mu Youzhi", and burned a "Mu Youzhi" in the hut every day, and every time, the fragrance floated for a mile or two, and the whole Ludao was gathered in it, making people salivate. She stood at the ferry every day with this "wood and branch" in a food box, as if waiting for someone. No one knew who she was waiting for, only that she waited from sunrise to sunset, from spring to autumn, day after day, year after year, and she waited for seven whole years......" he sighed deeply.