Shi Yu's movement to break through the realm this time was actually not small, and the surrounding aura frantically poured into his pores, and even there were small whirlpools in the air that were difficult to see with the naked eye.

Fortunately, Li Xiao was a pure swordsman, and he didn't have much perception of aura, so he couldn't detect such a vision.

Shi Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

Walking out of the thatched hut and looking up, it was already late at night, and a huge white jade plate was hanging on the branches, and there were starlight embellishments, which was very eye-catching.

The most likely thing to cause homesickness is nothing more than the moon in the sky and frost on the ground.

When Shi Yu left home with Han Qianye at the age of ten, he didn't have much nostalgia for his hometown, but more of a longing for the outside world, looking forward to the countless scenes of walking in the rivers and lakes in his dreams.

But Zheng'er Bajing has reached this point, but he misses the peaceful and stable days of the year.

At that time, the little boy only had two things in his head, to survive, and to eat well.

Even if you eat a very sweet fruit, you can be happy for a long time.

But since the fight to the Nine Swords Gate, everything has changed.

The young man who didn't worry about eating and drinking seemed to have lost his original little happiness accordingly. A life goal is no longer a living teenager, and he is approaching the rivers and lakes in his mind. But in those years, in addition to practicing swords and enduring some hardships, he was too smooth.

No matter how mature a teenager is, it is difficult to keep his heart in the face of sudden glory and wealth.

Although Shi Yu's change is not too obvious, he still changes in the end, as for whether this change is good or bad, he himself doesn't know, he only knows that if it is not for Li Xiao and Han Qianye's changes, it will be difficult for him to adapt to this kind of hard life.

Fortunately, the boy didn't indulge in it, from the time Zhu Zhe pierced his shoulder with a sword, he was already the same boy, the boy who was still trying to survive.

It's just that the extra little hatred in the young man's heart is for Li Xiao or Zhu Zhe, he can't tell the difference.

Shi Yu didn't know.

Fortunately, now, there are finally not so many knots in my heart.

The spring breeze blows, and it is even more biting at night, pulling back the thoughts of the teenager.

Shi Yu glanced at the full moon that was already higher than his head, sighed lightly, and returned to the hut.

——

In fact, there is no mayor in Taoyuan Town, the so-called mayor is a self-appointed descendant of the official eunuch who had a title in Great Xia, but the court of Great Xia has no objection to this, and even the county keeper who is in charge of a county also came in person and appointed him as the chief of the 'Taoyuan Pavilion'.

Taoyuan Pavilion was also a new institution of the Great Xia Kingdom at that time, that is, a pavilion in each town, with similar functions and powers to the county government, in charge of a town, and the things that the pavilion chief could not handle would be handed over to the county order.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with the pavilion chief of Taoyuan Pavilion in Taolin Town, being called the mayor of the town.

The pavilion chief's name is Wang Dahe, the name is not good, but he is a talent, some knowledge, and the most respected gentleman in the Taolin School.

It's just limited to this town, and he is the only man in his generation, so the inheritance of the family business naturally falls on him, and his studies are also behind, which is a big pity for him.

Wang Dahe has two sons, the eldest son is named Wang Jixi, who has inherited almost all his advantages, is diligent and studious, and the knowledge of a young man of 20 years old is no worse than that of his father.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, but his son is a dou who can't support the wall, he doesn't learn well when he is young, he makes a group of fox friends and dog friends, fights and fights all day long, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all.

With Wang Jixi, the eldest son, he doesn't care what the younger son is, but he never gives this younger son a good face, but because his wife loves the little son who is not successful, he is very fond of the younger son, and he is openly and secretly partial, and Wang Dahe will let him go.

Over the years, Wang Xiaoyan has caused a lot of small troubles, and there has never been a big trouble.

But now, it's getting into a big trouble.

Not far from Taoyuan Pavilion is the ancestral home of the old Wang family, which is not luxurious, but it is also rare in this remote town.

In the hall, Wang Dahe, the head of the family, paced back and forth with his hands in his hands, and a disaster caused by Wang Xiaoyan made him anxious.

Wang Xiaoyan knelt tremblingly in front of the portrait of the ancestor in the middle hall, he didn't dare to breathe, he could feel that his father was really angry this time.

On the chair next to the offering table in the middle hall sat a graceful and luxurious woman, just looking at her clothes, she was the same as those ladies of the imperial court, but her words were much more vulgar.

"Oh, master, isn't it just a storyteller, who knows some tricks to fool people, and what Xiaoyan said is mysterious, can it be that a person as knowledgeable as my lord also believes in this kind of thing? In my opinion, I caught that Shi Yu and questioned him face to face, but I still don't believe that he can't show his feet. ”

The woman's words were frivolous, her face was full of disapproval, and she could still have the leisure to pick up the tea bowl and take a sip of tea.

"Ignorant woman!"

Hearing the woman's words, Wang Dahe finally couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at his wife and scolded: "If you hadn't indulged this stinky boy in every way, he would have been able to cause such a big disaster?" Do you know what Mr. Shi's identity is? Why do you only come to town once every three days? Do you know what it is like on the mountain? Those immortal masters can kill you with a flick of their fingers, and you still want to ask the teacher for guilt? You are trying to ruin my old Wang's family business! ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, she had never seen her husband so angry, and she was a little at a loss for a while.

"Master, that Mr. Shi, is it really a fairy?" The woman looked at her husband, who was a stranger, and asked tentatively.

Wang Dahe snorted coldly and did not answer.

He had some guesses about Shi Yu's identity.

Wang Dahe knew for a long time that there was a thatched hut on the mountain, and he also knew that there was an extraordinary person living in the thatched hut.

The reason why he knew this was because a few years ago, by chance, he saw the black-robed man in Yashan, who jumped from a hundred zhang cliff and fell to the ground unharmed.

Isn't this an immortal? Who can do it as an ordinary person?

It's just that he finally chose to bury this secret, even if it was rotten in his heart, he didn't plan to tell others, first, because he was afraid that he would offend the immortal and lead to death, and secondly, he really didn't deal with the immortals, and instead of backfired, it was better to act as if nothing had happened.

I thought that this matter was buried in his heart and finally corrupted in the soil, but I never expected to be found out by his unsuccessful son.

Before that, he hadn't actually paid much attention to the young storyteller, just a stunned young man who was a little knowledgeable and flaunted his literary talents.

I never thought that under the details of my youngest son, I would have a relationship with the gods on the mountain.

Come to the town once every three days, only to make a pot of wine when the wine is not seen, go to the small square to tell a story, and go out of the city, the direction is exactly the cliff with thatched houses.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world? If this is not the apprentice of the fairy master, Wang Dahe will not believe it when he is killed.

Wang Dahe paced anxiously.

Mrs. Wang also stopped talking, a little cramped, and seeing her husband's performance, he also realized the seriousness of the matter.

The initiator, Wang Xiaoyan, knelt on the ground and didn't dare to come out.

"Dad, what's going on?"

A young man's clear voice came from outside the door, and a young man in a Confucian shirt stepped over the threshold.

"Xi'er, you're here." Wang Dahe squeezed out a smiling face, in front of this eldest son, he always gave enough tolerance.

Wang Jixi glanced at Wang Xiaoyan, who was kneeling on the ground, and then at his mother, who was very unnatural, and repeated the question just now, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Dahe looked bitter and sighed, and then told Wang Jixi about the encounter between Wang Xiaoyan and the storyteller.

In the end, it ended with a sentence, "Mr. Shi is a real mountain man, there is no doubt about it." ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiao's eyes were in a cold sweat, although he didn't know why his father was so sure, but what his father believed would never be believed.

After listening, Wang Jixi frowned slightly, then stretched, and said with a calm smile: "What should I do, my father is too worried." ”

Wang Dahe looked at the eldest son with a puzzled expression, Mrs. Wang's eyes rejuvenated, and Wang Xiao's eyes seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

Wang Jixi said: "Since Mr. Shi is a fairy on the mountain, he is naturally broad-minded, and he will definitely not worry about this little thing with ordinary people such as me. ”

"Alas...... That's all there is to it. ”

Wang Dahe sighed, it wasn't that he didn't believe in this thoughtful eldest son, but he had never dealt with the 'mountain people', so he was a little in a hurry.

Wang Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, although he had always had a bad impression of this big brother who pressed him, but he was convinced of what he did.

Mrs. Wang, who was sitting on the chair, also smiled, and was about to support Wang Xiaoyan on the ground, and said, "Okay, okay, Xi'er said so, this matter must be a spectrum, and it is not good for the master to hurt his body for such a trivial matter." ”

Wang Dahe glared at her and said coldly, "Why don't you go and talk?" ”

Madame Wang retracted her hand stupidly, sat back in her chair, and said nothing more, as for what she thought in her heart, only she knew.

——

The town is outside the Taolin Taoist Temple.

The old Taoist's eyes were shining, and he listened to the little Taoist talk about his opportunities in the town.

Senior Brother Ah Xuan frowned slightly, although the little junior brother was stubborn, he never believed it, but what he said today was too unbelievable, if it wasn't a trick, then there was only one explanation for the gods on the mountain.

This is simply great news for an old Taoist who has been seeking the immortal path and pursuing immortality all his life.

"Where is Mr. Shi now?" The old Taoist looked at the little disciple, and the old man who already liked the little disciple could only like it even more now.

The Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know, he usually goes to the mountains, and he only comes to the town once every three days. ”

The old Taoist's eyes lit up and he muttered, "Sure enough, the immortals are making a pie!" ”

"Master, the disciple thinks that Master should not hope too much for this, lest he be disappointed and hurt his heart and lungs." Ah Xuan is a sincere person, and he can't find fault with what he said, but he is not polite at all.

The old Taoist didn't care, nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "When I see that gentleman, it will naturally come to light." ”

......

On the bank of the stream, Shi Yu, who had just fallen asleep in the thatched house, sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, could it be that he had a cold?

So he put another layer of thatch on his body, and then fell into a deep sleep again.