Ruixue New Year, Zhujun Chang'an.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

I'm sorry.

Zhao Wujiang said.

He was exhausted, gently pushed open the door, the room was filled with smoke, Zhao Xiaoyin lay quietly on the bed, and all the important acupoints on his body were filled with silver needles.

"What's wrong with Yin?" Wang Yanning looked anxious and distressed, and hugged Zhao Wujiang, and the worry in her beautiful eyes condensed together.

Zhao Wujiang has been dispelling the remaining power of the Five Elements Immortal in Xiao Yin's body for more than a month, and in the past month, he has lived deep in the room, using the power of cultivation combined with causal medicine to continuously pull out the residual poison, so everyone has not seen him. z.br>

"Against the Five Elements, the corrosion of the golden water has been removed, and it could have been continued to pull out the power of the remaining Five Elements, but Xiao Yin is a child after all, and his body is weak, so he can only continue next time."

Zhao Wujiang's tone was kind, and he smiled, he hugged Wang Yanning tightly, and pulled Wang Xi on the side:

"I miss you so much..."

......

At the beginning of spring.

On the ninth day of the first month of February, it is advisable to decorate the Huan wall, Pingzhi Road Tu, and sacrifice.

Jiuzhi Mountain welcomed the first guests of the five years of Datang Changping.

The wind is warm, the sky is cloudless, Zhao Wujiang climbed the steps, and Zhao Xiaoyin stepped into the Zhaoling Cemetery.

The atmosphere of the cemetery's tomb was dispelled by Lang Langtianguang, and the father and son opened the mechanism and walked into the passage of the blue jade boulders.

Zhaoling has been repaired, on the basis of retaining the original pattern, a few more layouts and mechanisms have been added, and the dense and complex talisman inscriptions are engraved on the boulders to protect this pure land.

The inscriptions on the talisman were all written by Zhao Wujiang, a top warlock, and then carved by the Ministry of Industry and the Mo family of Huguofang.

Fifteen stone gates, the atmosphere is magnificent, simple and vicissitudes, above the lintel, all protrude out of a fist-sized stone platform, on which is the burning ever-bright lamp.

The flickering lights are the light in the darkness.

"Boom..."

The loud sound of the stone door opening resounded in this quiet space, and the ninth stone door slowly opened, Zhao Wujiang looked solemn, took Zhao Xiaoyin's little hand, and stepped into it.

"Big brother, I'm coming to see you again."

The coffin is more than ten, the front one, the coffin is square, the corners are four round, the wood is deep, the atmosphere is simple, it is the coffin of Wei Zheng.

Next to it, the coffin is flat and thin, like a person who stands on the bones, the wood is rotten, and the smell of years surrounds, it is the coffin of Wang Yifang.

"Uncle Wang, Xiaoyin has also come to see you."

Zhao Xiaoyin bowed and performed the sacrificial ceremony.

"Big brother, I will take Xiaoyin to travel all over the world, travel thousands of miles, this year's Qingming, I may not come to see you."

Zhao Wujiang flicked his long sleeves, and the cuffs sprayed out a flurry of yellow paper, which ignited in the air, turning into small fire dragons and falling on Wang Yifang's coffin, and when the fire dissipated, the coffin was covered with a layer of extremely deep black ash, like a new dress in the night.

Xiao Yin has been removed from the golden water in the power of the Five Elements Immortals, as short as half a month, or as long as ten years, he will fall into a deep sleep, and Xiao Yin's wish before falling asleep is to step out of Chang'an City and see the world outside.

After sacrificing the eldest brother today, Zhao Wujiang will take Xiaoyin and embark on a journey of thousands of miles.

Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles.

......

On the tenth day of the first month of February, at the end of noon, the sky was clear and there were a few dark clouds, which were converging.

On a mountain and forest trail leading from Hedong Road to Jiannan Road, a father and son walked leisurely, such as playing and enjoying flowers.

Their first stop was Zhaojia Village in Yucheng, Jiannan Province.

The mountains and forests are dense, and the road to the land of Bashu is steep and difficult.

Since ancient times, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, even senior businessmen are afraid to set foot on the Shu road.

And Zhao Xiaoyin cheered at the moment, constantly shuttling between the mountains and forests, feeling the breath of grass and trees.

For many years, he has lived in Chang'an City almost everywhere he looks, and now he has stepped into the mountains and forests, like a bird hugging the sky.

Novelty and relaxation occupy his small body, when smiling

Engraved on his little face.

Zhao Wujiang put his hands behind his back, listened to his son's laughter, and looked at his son's excited back, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile.

He walked slowly, but he always followed the running Xiao Yin not far behind, never pulled down, and there was not the slightest footprint left in the place where he walked at the same time.

"Daddy, Daddy, look, there's a big town down there."

Zhao Xiaoyin cheered excitedly, he took out a small map from his arms, his big eyes flashed smartly, and he searched for comparison on the map:

"Kang'an County, it's Kang'an County, Daddy, after Kang'an County, we will step into Jiannan Road!"

Zhao Wujiang came to the place where Xiao Yin was, they had stepped on the top of the mountain and the forest, looking down, front and below, surrounded by mountains, leaving a plain, the plain has a river passing through, living near the river, and the two sides are clearly like houses.

The houses were scattered, and from a distance, the rubble was blue and black, and the walls were gray and white, and they spread out to the southwest, like flowing water, into the farthest mountains.

"Let's go, we'll rest here tonight."

Zhao Wujiang patted Xiao Yin's little head, raised his head and looked up towards the sky, the scorching sun at noon was being hidden by dark clouds, and the stacked dark clouds made the four directions look a little dark.

He smiled lightly and didn't say anything more, but in his black and white eyes, the flow of yin and yang accelerated, as if he was cheering and excited.

"Let's go."

Zhao Xiaoyin was wearing an indigo robe, simple and natural, carrying a small package, and at this moment, he opened his arms like a bird, running along the mountain path to Kang'an County at the foot of the mountain.

......

Not in time.

The father and son were about to walk to the foot of the mountain, and the hustle and bustle of the market was already blowing in their faces.

Compared with what they saw on the top of the mountain, the Kang'an County they saw at this moment, as far as the eye could see, the scale was as large as Chang'an 1808.

There are not many palaces, but the houses are new, the dilapidated houses are almost invisible, densely populated, noisy and peaceful.

Walk to the foot of the mountain, the road is surrounded by green trees on both sides, every ten steps, there is a wooden sign hanging on the tree, on the wooden card, is two round and atmospheric Liti characters "Kangxian".

The father and son walked towards the county, and there were many farmers talking with farm tools on the way, and they were not surprised to see the comer, but Zhao Wujiang's handsomeness and Zhao Xiaoyin's cuteness made them look at it twice.

Zhao Wujiang was dressed in a blue-gray robe, gentle and elegant, carrying a package and an oil-paper umbrella, like a teacher, while Xiao Yin smiled, constantly looking at the surrounding scene, curious, like a child going out with his elders for the first time.

"Daddy, isn't it called Kang'an County, why are we coming, those wooden signs are Kang'an County?" Zhao Xiaoyin asked curiously.

His voice was crisp and loud, and the farmers on the side of the road laughed when they heard this, and turned their heads to look.

"Little doll, it's the first time you've come to our Kang'an, right?" A farmer put down his hoe and laughed as he leaned on it.

Zhao Xiaoyin nodded seriously: "Mm-hmm."

The farmer raised his eyebrows to the southwest:

"Hedong is Kang County, Hexi is Anxian County, add up, it's Kang'an... Eh, it's raining?"

The farmer stretched out his hand, and the raindrops hit the ravine in his hand, and he looked a little puzzled, and at the same time, he was even more puzzled that the handsome man who was teaching the gentleman next to the child had already taken out the oil-paper umbrella behind him when the child was asking, and it had been stretched out at this moment, like a prophet of the rainy day and the world.

"Bang Bang..."

A light rain fell from the sky, and then it became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops the size of beans enveloped the earth, and the earthly water vapor rushed to the face.

Zhao Xiaoyin hid under the oil-paper umbrella, inhaled slowly, and the air mixed with grass and water vapor entered his nose, fresh and depressed, flowing into his abdomen, and spit out again, feeling extremely comfortable.

He raised his little head to look at his father, whose eyes were deep, and the sky seemed to be in his eyes.