Li Chunshui and Longqiu fell outside Wangchuan City.

As the morning glow rises, Wangchuan Castle is shrouded in a moist morning light.

The east gate faces the place where the sun rises, and there is not a trace of shadow.

In the distance, the low sky had clouds of various shapes, blurred with a dull halo.

The cool breeze brings a faint floral scent.

Li Chunshui turned his head to look at the Guchuan River in the distance, which was reluctant to give up day and night, and the other side of the river, the ordinary Changchun Mountain.

He knows the scent of flowers in the wind.

It comes from the purple butterfly flowers that flourish on both sides of the stone steps on Changchun Mountain, and stretches all the way to the entrance of the dilapidated Taoist temple.

There were already pedestrians entering and leaving the gate of the east city, and he knew or didn't know him.

There is no such thing as homesickness.

He didn't plan to return to the Taoist temple first, the deceased is like this, and he should cherish the living.

"Let's go, let's go inside!"

He grinned and beckoned Longqiu to walk forward.

The scale of Wangchuan City is not as good as that of the remote Luancui City, and there are no traces of cultivators here, just like the previous Longcheng ones.

He chose to walk, he didn't want anything in the cultivation world to touch this quiet and peaceful little city.

He saw Zhang Liuzi and Chen Shun guarding the city gate at this time, and turned over his hand and took out two altars of immortal drunken hands in his hands.

He once complained that Li Laodao's name for this body was vulgar, but compared to the two at the city gate, he felt that Lao Dao still had a level.

Longqiu in the back looked listless.

He originally thought that Li Chunshui had a clear goal all the way south, and he was going to prepare for something.

I didn't expect to just come back to visit relatives and visit graves.

He had been in the Immortal Sect for as long as he could remember, and he had not dealt with any mortals.

Nor did any of his close relatives die.

Even if there is, it is common for practitioners to die in a foreign land or have no bones, and only portraits or tablets will be left, and it is not popular to talk about tomb sweeping.

He couldn't understand Li Chunshui's feelings, and there was nothing strange about the city in front of him.

Compared with the magnificent Mirror Lake City or the steep Beishan City, the soil here is slag.

He thought, it turned out that Li Chunshui had lived here before he practiced, how could someone like Li Chunshui be born in such a place?

He barely bred himself up.

"Haha, today I'll show you the place where I lived for more than ten years before, remember, don't use mana here. ”

Returning here again, Li Chunshui seemed a little happy.

"Got it, what do you think is worth using my mana here?"

Longqiu looked boring.

Li Chunshui didn't care about the state of Longqiu, he had already walked to the gate of the city and shouted.

"Brother Six!

Zhang Liuzi and Chen Shun looked back, and then there were expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.

Li Chunshui is more mature and resolute than back then, but his general appearance has not changed.

Li ...... You're back!"

Chen Shun held the metal spear in one hand and patted Li Chunshui on the shoulder with the other.

"Good guy, I haven't seen you for a year, and I've caught up with me, hey, the muscles are quite strong!"

"Li boy, where have you been this year, and how have you been doing? Yesterday Yongbo was still talking about you!"

Yongbo was a steward of the City Lord's Mansion, and on the day Li Laodao died, he said that Li Chunshui would go to the City Lord's Mansion to do things.

Li Chunshui enjoys this kind of simple and down-to-earth greeting and care, and the relationship between his brothers and sisters is completely different.

As his practice deepened, he was afraid that this feeling would never appear in his life again.

Li Chunshui handed over the two altars of immortals.

"Hehe, this year I went to the north, where I learned the arts, this is the immortal drunk of the north land, the strength is big enough, drink slowly. ”

The two took over the wine jar and looked very pleased, Zhang Liuzi smelled the wine in front of his face and said:

"Yo, your temperament has changed a lot when you go out this time, and we can't buy this thing!"

The Li Chunshui in their impression is the Li Chunshui before this year.

"Haha, the outside world is indeed wonderful, but how can you feel at home. By the way, Brother Shun, what about Brother Jin?"

Li Chunshui refers to Chen Jin, the one who went to Changchun Mountain to report to him, and Chen Shun are brothers.

"The second brother is resting today. Don't go up the mountain at noon, stay home for dinner!"

"Let's see when the time comes, I'll go up to sweep the old man's grave later, I'll go to see Aunt Chen first. ”

In a few simple words, Li Chunshui and Longqiu entered Wangchuan City.

Longqiu was a little bored, and the communication of mortals made him unable to arouse any interest.

He felt that he might have made the wrong trip.

Wangchuan City is not big for the current Li Chunshui or the former Sun Guozhi.

But for Li Chunshui, who was previously introverted and melancholy, it was very big, and his little life in the city was only limited to the vicinity of the east gate.

He was the first to go to the blacksmith's shop, near the East Gate.

The sturdy middle-aged master Cao Shu and apprentice Wang Dazhuang of the blacksmith shop are still the same as before.

Seeing Li Chunshui again, they were also very happy, and after chatting a few words, Li Chunshui also left two altars of immortals drunk and continued to move forward.

Longqiu expressed his disdain for the blacksmith's products.

"Can those broken copper and iron break my mana? ”

Li Chunshui looked at Longqiu, and his smile was very strange.

"The flying knife I used in the ring in Canglan Square was made by Uncle Cao. ”

He teased and reached out and tapped Long Qiu's left shoulder.

Long Qiu glanced back at the blacksmith shop behind him, and then glared at Li Chunshui in confusion.

"Do you really can't afford a cultivator's blade or do you look down on me?"

"Well, it's both, haha......"

The two bickered all the way and taunted each other.

Turning a street, there was a childish sound of reading aloud not far away, and there was a school over there.

Li Chunshui looked over there, and Long Qiu also looked over there.

For the first time, Longqiu knew that there was such a place as a school in the world.

The children below call the people on the stage Mr., that is, the one who reaches is the first, and they are all masters, uncles, and brothers in the mountains.

Li Chunshui had never studied there, and Li Laodao himself was knowledgeable enough to teach him.

He couldn't remember when, it must have been a long, long time ago, and he would always stand outside the academy and look inside.

He didn't have to go there to study, at that time he was just envious that the people inside had a lot of playmates.

Turning a corner, he arrived at Chen Jin's house, a simple courtyard.

Today is Chen Jinxiu's day, he is not on duty, he is helping his aunt take care of housework at home, and plans to go to the mixed hall in the downtown area of the city later in the evening.

Only when the body and mind are pure can we be human. This is the origin of the secular official system of rest.

Chen Jin was very surprised to see Li Chunshui, and welcomed the two of them into the courtyard, and Aunt Chen also put down the work in her hand and pulled Li Chunshui to ask about family life.

At that time, Mrs. Chen was critically ill, and it was Li Laodao who took action to pull her back from the ghost gate, and she is still in good health, and she doesn't know what kind of panacea Li Laodao gave Mrs. Chen.

So their family is the most kind to Li Chunshui.

Chen Jin poured homemade coarse tea for the two, Li Chunshui took a sip, Long Qiu didn't plan to drink it, but was warned by Li Chunshui's eyes, so he had to hold his breath and take a sip.

Aunt Chen called Li Chunshui the spring water baby, and Long Qiu couldn't help laughing when she heard this, which caused Li Chunshui to snort viciously.

"Chunshui baby, don't leave when you come back this time, go back and find you a house nearby, and then let the villagers find you a good errand, it's not much better than running around outside!"

"Mr. Li's wonderful hand rejuvenation, you also have a foundation, baby, if you can't go to Dr. Lu in the medical center. ”

"Mrs. Wang of Orchid Lane has been talking to Jin Zi and Shunzi recently, and by the way, let her tell you one, there are many young ladies from big families in the city, maybe people will take a fancy to you......"

Aunt Chen kept babbling, and her words made Longqiu feel incredible.

Long Qiu thought, if these things were put on Li Chunshui, it would be ridiculous.

Who is Li Chunshui? The generation of Tianjiao of the Broken Sea Sect did not know how many cultivators had been beheaded under the knife, and he didn't blink an eye when he wanted to kill him.

How could such a person be born in such a place?

I'm afraid this Li Chunshui is a fake, right?