"I want to go home, I want to find the girl with the white feather, I want to be a farmer, I want to live an ordinary winemaking life, I stand in a dream, as a tree, to look at the place where I once stood, the people have changed, the scenery has changed, I am full of regrets, cowardly and hypocritical guy, when will you return to your hometown." - Mu Ziyun

The doll flowers all over the mountains made this group of people with ropes really tired, Mu Ziyun ran around the muddy mountainside with bare feet, he couldn't figure out why he wanted to listen to the command of the Fang family and do what his Fang family should do, in short, now, he was completely competitive with this group of clever ghosts.

The smallest doll flower is the size of a palm, but it has all the facial features, no wonder Fang Hui loves this place, where is she catching flowers, obviously she is having fun, where do people rush the flowers, she is just adding chaos to the side, the atmosphere on the mountain is very good, the most heard is the laughing scolding, Mu Ziyun gradually fell in love with this family, with them, tired only physically, but the heart is relaxed and happy, can forget all the body methods, do the most ordinary actions, and experience the satisfaction of the harvest.

At the end of the day, the big guys gathered at the foot of the mountain, calculated for a while, and counted the number of doll flowers captured, so many people only caught more than 50 in a day, but this mountain of doll flowers is afraid that there are tens of thousands.

"At this speed" Mu Ziyun sat cross-legged on the mud floor, his body was dirty mixed with sweat, and said to Fang Qihe on the side: "How long will it take to catch it." ”

"You want to catch a large mountain" Fang Qihe sniffed the smoke wafting from the small stove, "It's time to let it go today, let everyone play tricks, tomorrow we will do some routines, it will be easy to catch it." ”

"Play?" Mu Ziyun said with a dissatisfied face: "What is the situation outside?" The goo mountain rabbit is probably not in the abyss, do you still have the heart to play? ”

"Why not?" Fang Hui walked over, she was also tired, and said: "When the sky falls, we have to live happily, we are not afraid of things." ”

Mu Ziyun laughed, lay on the ground, looked at the sky that was about to close the black curtain, and said: "I really envy you, everything is ready when you are born, you live happily, and you can do whatever you want." ”

"You are a little family" Fang Qihe also lay down, "How many people can come to Guanglang Liuli Island?" You are a natural fire body, how many people spend their lives to make themselves not like people and ghosts, so that they can get the ability you were born with, but you are not satisfied, and you are still complaining about the injustice of fate. ”

"I don't complain, I just feel that life is very boring now, there is nothing I want to do, almost all of them are forced"

"Immature! Look at this group of boys, the first two times you came with a spirit head, and you will look at it in two days, including you, I wish I wanted to escape, but this work still has to be done, if there is nothing that makes you uncomfortable, so that you have to do it, then it is no different from the walking dead, I think you left your hometown for your own purpose, even if it was a quick time at the time, but now it should be a way. Oh, the Fang family can get to know you, it depends on fate, our Fang family is hospitable and sincere, you can follow us to live happily for a while. ”

In the next seven days, Mu Ziyun abandoned all the past, forgot his identity, and became the most ordinary "farmer", his face became darker, his skin was much rougher, he grinned with two rows of white teeth all day long, learning from others to scold this group of little beasts, sometimes secretly burning a doll flower with fire, and then peeling it off and eating the core meat inside, it was really a big supplement, Mu Ziyun's face was red all day long, and he was touching around, Fang Qihe directly scolded Mu Ziyun for stealing good things again.

It's been a long time since I've had such a leisure, since when Mu Ziyun decided to transform into a shape, since he entered the Qingshan Peak Battle Barracks, he hadn't experienced such a life.

On the last night, Mu Ziyun had a long dream, dreaming that he had become a tree in the temple of Qingshan Peak, quietly watching generations of children start to learn martial arts from scratching and climbing, where he stood back then, several people gathered into a pile, everyone exchanged little secrets in their hearts, and then bragged about what they did today, and happened to see a few cunning guys, using the tricks that he and Huzi Li Mu used to use back then, one person shouted and bet outside the field, and two people pretended to compete in the field.

Looking at it, Mu Ziyun, who turned into a tree, cried, he regretted it, he really regretted it, he has been looking for the meaning of survival, who is he? For what? What will it bring? As everyone knows, the ordinary bits and pieces in front of him are the most beautiful happiness he has ever had. Huzi, where are you? Li Mu is dead, there is no news from the eldest sister, Huzhou, my hometown, where are you? The girl with the white feather, you must still be thinking about me, you must still be standing on the seashore in the northern region of Huzhou, looking at whether there will be a sailboat on the sea level, that is the appearance of my departure back then.

"I want to go home." Mu Ziyun, who turned into a tree, finally opened his mouth.

The children playing under the tree were amazed at the lush greenery of the tree, and carefully touched the bark with their fine hands. Then he looked around, leaned over and whispered to the tree, "Tree god? Did you just speak? My mother said that there is a tree god, can you fulfill my wish? He clung to the bark of the tree and said embarrassedly: "I'm too stupid, I'm slow to learn anything, you just need to make me a little smarter, and I can get into many rankings..."

Mu Ziyun stood there quietly, watching the days and nights of Qingshan Peak, he was used to being a tree, although there were few places to see, there would be fun every day.

"Why should I leave? What would it be like if I were still in Huzhou? I will become the head of the sect younger than Huzi, Hu Xian's guy will definitely take over the Famen, but I will definitely be earlier than him, I and Huzi will definitely be able to raise the status of Wu to the same level as the Fa, I will go to Xiaohongniang, no.... Don't look for her, look for Wanmin. Why? Why do I love Xiaohongniang the most, but I always think about Wanmin? I almost forgot, that girl was already in charge, hehe.. Will I marry the head of Miaofeng? Surely not, what about the little matchmaker? ”

"Huzhou will recover from the war day by day, a few years later, the new generation of disciples should get started, Huzi and I are going to choose our own apprentices, Huzi has been in charge for a long time, his reputation is also there, and he naturally has more money, so he doesn't have to be frugal secretly, he must have taken the eldest sister back to the door in style, eh? Should I call my brother-in-law or sister-in-law? ”

"Uh, it's time for me to get married, I'm eighteen years old, it's been half a year since I left Huzhou, and the little matchmaker is twenty-one now? Twenty, isn't it, nineteen? She is so beautiful, sooner or later she will be grabbed in the heart. Wan Min should be seventeen or eighteen years old, my white feather, I don't know if it was thrown away. At that time, I should have married her, what about marrying a master? It's a big deal, don't be the head of Qingshan Peak. Huzi went to the scenery to be his own head, and I took my wife to visit the mountains and rivers, yes, the world of Huzhou, I haven't turned around yet. It's good to have a few babies, it must be more beautiful than Huzi and the eldest sister, Lao Tzu is a fire body, what about the son? It must not be bad, more than ten years, decades, we are old, and the places that should be visited are finished, at that time, the world is young, we will be the old couple who go back to Tai'er Village, harvest crops and make wine, what is the name of the store...."

Mu Ziyun cried loudly, the branches above his head kept trembling, and even the birds were frightened away, "I want to go home, take everything away from me, as long as I am allowed to go home, I am willing to be a farmer, I am willing to get nothing, whether the corn wine in my hometown has been brewed, my mother likes to put that wine in the gruel the most, and my father and I have to rush to drink it." ”

"Huzi, where the hell are you? Let's stop trying to go to sea immediately, I don't want to wait for a moment, I want to go home, please, take me home quickly. ”

The wind at night is still warm, blowing on Mu Ziyun's clothes soaked with sweat and tears, maybe he can bring his thoughts back to Huzhou, which is now being traumatized. Now, let the best scenery of Huzhou stay in his dreams, and when he wakes up, perhaps, everything has changed.

The first rays of sunlight of dawn shone on Mu Ziyun's forehead covered by hair, Mu Ziyun reluctantly opened his eyes, got up, silently walked to the water, washed his stains yesterday and yesterday's happiness, changed into the clothes he should wear, and let his feet get into his shoes again, today, he is back, it is time to come back.

Fang Qihe shouted at the bow of the boat, commanding young people to carry the doll flowers to the big boat, Mu Ziyun stood aside in a daze, and when he looked at the doll mountain again, the corners of his mouth gently hooked, as if he was going to say goodbye to a place with good memories, as if he was going to go, it would be difficult to meet again.

The big ship slowly sailed out of the fjord, gliding quietly in the calm South China Sea, Mu Ziyun's heart was empty, and his head was little by little loaded with the things he had abandoned in the past few days.

"Where are you going?" Mu Ziyun asked Fang Qihe on the side.

"East China Sea, go and fall into the abyss, but..."

"What?"

Fang Qihe suddenly looked embarrassed, and smiled: "Later, I will put down the boat and leave with some doll grass, you don't have to go to the East China Sea, go home directly." ”

"Go home!" Mu Ziyun snorted, "I have to know the East China Sea, my brother may be there, and I can only go home with him." ”

"Okay, you can come with me, but... East China Sea... The scenery of the East China Sea has changed, let's all prepare in our hearts, maybe we won't be able to go home this time. ”

"The East China Sea... What happened to Tokai? What's going on in the east? ”

Fang Qihe turned his head, stared at Mu Ziyun calmly, smiled bitterly, sighed, and said, "No matter what it is, for people who want to go home, they don't have to care about anything, they have to go to it." ”

Author's words: Forgive Nan Jue's uncontrollable feelings, as mentioned in the article, Mu Ziyun regretted it, and Nan Jue also regretted it, but everything is already like this, it's gone, it's time to say goodbye, it's been said, we can't start from scratch, right?

As mentioned in the article, Huzhou is suffering from trauma, however, how long will it take for poor Mu Ziyun to learn the news? In fact, Nan Jue has already hinted at it more or less in the first volume, and as the text said, let the most beautiful scenery in Huzhou stay in Mu Ziyun's dream, perhaps, when he woke up, everything changed.

Go home, wanderers, no matter how beautiful the outside world is, it can't compare to the scenery of home, right?