It is said that it is a small boat, but in fact, this boat is still much larger than the common village boats in Xihe Village.

The boat was about two feet long, about six feet wide at its widest point, and there was a shed on top of the ship, and there were wooden doors framed in front and rear, so that there was a small cabin on board.

There was a mast in the middle of the boat, but because it was headwind, the sail was not raised, and the power to move forward was all based on the rear row, but because it was downstream, it was also labor-saving to swing the boat.

And there are actually a lot of people on the boat, there are eight people in total, old and young.

On the small table in the cabin, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy was holding a clay pot and looking at the two shaking buds inside, but at this moment someone in the cabin was sobbing.

"My poor girl, ho. Whew."

The little boy looked back, and it was an old woman with gray hair.

"Mother, grandma is crying again"

Without the boy's reminder, the woman who was sitting in the cabin squinting and sleeping for a while had already opened her eyes and approached the old woman with the people next to her.

"Mom, don't cry, the third sister will be sad if you know it." Mom, we said we wouldn't cry."

"Uh-huh, I, my nan'er, my nan'er, my mother can come to see you a few times."

The woman was still responding, but she seemed to become more sad, and the adults around her had to keep comforting her.

Outside the cabin, near the stern, a gray-haired man sat on a stool, and another man was rocking the oar, and they only sighed when they heard the movement in the cabin.

The little boy knew that his grandmother was sad, but apparently could not empathize and did not feel any sadness.

Actually, this is the fourth time the boy has been here, the last time was two years ago, and he was very excited to hear that he was going to come here, because it was fun for a child of his age to be able to row a boat out of the house, even if it was to sit by the boat and watch the mountains and waters.

It would be better if it wasn't so cold every time I came, and it would have been more fun.

But there is no way, listen to my father and mother, only this period of the season is the most suitable, when you come, you can borrow the wind power, you can sail against the current, and return not with the wind, but with the river.

This is also a few years after the death of the third aunt, the family only knew, or an old boatman told them, for which the grandfather, who had not passed away at that time, bought the boat.

Of course, because the journey is too far, and there are many years ago, many times I can only come once in a few years, and my grandfather has only been here twice, and he has never gotten up since he got sick before the third trip.

After a while, the cabin was quiet again, and the boy's attention returned to the clay pot, which was his treasure.

"Mother, what about lotus flowers in winter, isn't it rare?"

When the boy asked, the woman nodded in response.

"It's really rare."

The little boy had a smile on his face.

"Then I will see something under the water from a distance, and I took the net and got it, I thought it was a fish, but I didn't expect it to be a lotus, or a lilac, it must be a baby!"

"Mother, can they still bloom?"

The woman shook her head.

"They were plucked before they bloomed, and they couldn't bloom anymore."

Perhaps it was because this sentence provoked the old woman on the side, who began to sob softly again.

The little boy was not satisfied with the woman's answer, so he took up the small clay pot and drilled back, carefully climbed over the bed and miscellaneous objects, opened it, and went out of the cabin through the small door at the back.

"Why did you get out?"

The man who was sitting and resting outside asked first, and the man who was rocking the oar also looked over.

"Uncle, Dad, I'll come out and have a look."

The little boy didn't dare to say that it was because his grandmother was crying all the time, otherwise he might have been taught a lesson, as was the case last time.

Of course, now that a few years have passed, the little boy is a few years older, and he understands some things, but he has new doubts, and he just heard that his grandmother meant that he couldn't come a few times, so he asked again.

"Dad, uncle, why are you digging the grave of the third aunt so far?"

"Silly boy, who doesn't want to be closer, then you have to be able to bring it back."

When the third child was killed, the corpse was miraculously found on the bank of Eshui later, but it had been soaked in the river for a long time, and the corpse was already rotten and swollen, and the road was far away, how could it be brought back to Wuzhou, it could only be buried in Yuanjiang County.

But the elders didn't mean to talk to the child, so the little boy still didn't know much about it, but he wasn't very interested in it, so he asked a question that he was more concerned about.

"Dad, uncle, do you think they can still bloom?"

The little boy pointed to the buds in the clay pot, but the answer was the same.

"Silly boy, how is this possible?"

"If you can open it, you can open it, and the flower branches that are folded back can open in the water, and the lotus flowers that are already in the water can open even more!"

The children shouted like this, and the two adults did not have the same knowledge as him.

——

In Xihe Village, Yuanjiang County, Yi Shuyuan did not have any high opinions about the theft of lotus flowers in the Water God Mansion.

In other words, in Yi Shuyuan's view, this may not even be considered theft, after all, there are many boats in the past, and there is a possibility of being knocked off by the oars, and it may not be possible to find it if it is washed away downstream, and the so-called exotic flowers and plants are sometimes very fragile.

While Jiang Zhu'er was talking, Yi Shuyuan suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look in a direction, and Jiang Zhu'er, who was speaking, also stopped talking.

"What's wrong with you, sir, did you notice the location of the lotus flower?"

Did you ask this, but Yi Shuyuan shook his head and glanced at Jiang Zhu'er again.

"Not really, if Jiang Daoyou doesn't believe it, you can follow and take a look."

"No, no, no, how dare the little god not believe it"

However, when Yi Shuyuan's voice fell, he stepped out, and the breath under his feet flowed, and he had already controlled a gust of wind.

Jiang Zhu'er said "don't dare", but saw Ash Mian hook his hand on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, put the hawthorn in his hand into his sleeve, and then stepped into the wind.

The next moment, the two of them rose with the wind and flew in a direction in Yi Shuyuan's heart.

The breeze bypassed the village road, followed the feeling in Yi Shuyuan's heart, and flew until it reached the shore of Eshui, a position in the downstream direction of Yuanjiang County.

There are many trees and graves planted artificially, and a path winds through the woods path and many graves until it reaches the foot of a mound.

The wind that Yi Shuyuan had resisted was dispersed on the forest path, and he and Jiang Zhu'er also regained their ground, and the latter continued to move forward with the former's footsteps, and also reached the edge of the mound.

There, a little girl was standing in front of a grave in a daze.

As if because she heard the footsteps, or because she felt something, the little girl turned around and saw the comer clearly, and her originally confused eyes instantly became clear, focusing on Yi Shuyuan, both in her eyes and expression, showing a little excitement.

"Mr. Yi!"

The crisp and surprising voice came, which also made Yi Shuyuan smile on his face, and Gray Mian also made a surprised sound.

"Xiao Lin!"

The little girl standing in front of the tomb was Du Xiaolin, she happily ran a few steps to the latter when she saw Yi Shuyuan, and hugged Yi Shuyuan directly as she did at the beginning, looking very intimate.

Of course, he could only hug his thighs back then, but now he can hug Yi Shuyuan's waist.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Gray, what about Shi Sheng?"

Yi Shuyuan rubbed Du Xiaolin's head.

"Shi Sheng is in his own home, I didn't expect you to come here. Aren't you supposed to be in the Taiyin Palace? ”

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan looked at the position where Du Xiaolin was standing in a daze just now, and the tombstone in front of the grave reads - the tomb of his beloved daughter He Xin.

In front of Yi Shuyuan, Du Xiaolin did not have any restraints and seemed very relaxed.

"Master hopes that I can awaken the original memory, she said that although the mystery in the womb is difficult to break, I also have a variety of solutions in the Taiyin Palace, so that I can find the realization of cause and effect consciousness in the world, I calculated while looking for it, and I found this place first."

Because of Jiang Zhu'er, an outsider Du Xiaolin didn't know, she didn't understand too clearly, but she knew that Mr. Yi and Senior Gray could understand.

Yi Shuyuan grinned, Shi Wei's words were really simple, the Taiyin Fairy had already suffered a great loss of origin, and the possibility of Du Xiaolin retrieving his memory was very small, perhaps Shi Wei's purpose was not to let Du Xiaolin retrieve that memory, but this itself was also a kind of practice.

Thinking so, Yi Shuyuan looked at the tombstone and the location in front of the tomb again.

There are some traces of burning paper, and there are also burnt candles, it is obvious that someone has come to worship not long ago, but as soon as the thought moved, Yi Shuyuan roughly understood who it was.

Jiang Zhu'er, who was a few steps behind, also stepped forward, she looked at Du Xiaolin curiously, and then was also attracted by the tombstone.

"It turned out to be her tomb!"

"You know?"

The gray Mian on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder said this, and Jiang Zhu'er nodded in response.

"Of course I know, when she was killed and pushed into Eshui, the resentment is not small, but there is a spiritual light in the soul, the water god Niangniang said that she is not ordinary, and then it was our Ejiang Water Tribe's secret help, so she went ashore to await her grievances."

Can it be ordinary, that's the Taiyin Fairy!

Yi Shuyuan recalled that at the beginning, he had only just entered the Tao at that time, and he hadn't even cultivated immortals seriously, and his Taoism could be described as very low.

When Du Xiaolin heard Jiang Zhu'er's words, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted her.

"It turns out that this sister also had the grace of helping each other at the beginning, please accept Du Xiaolin's worship!"

Du Xiaolin looked not very old, and she was meticulous in her salute at the moment.

"Little sister doesn't have to be polite, we didn't help too much, it was the Yuanjiang County Yamen who really avenged you, you have to thank the original county order Lin Xiu, thank the righteous villager at that time, by the way, that person heard that he also suffered a lot of boards, what is it called"

"Du Fang!"

As soon as Yi Shuyuan opened his mouth, he directly revealed the names of the people in the village, which also made Du Xiaolin show a surprised expression again.

"Mr. Yi, have you counted it? That's great! ”

Gray was reluctantly happy, and whispered in Yi Shuyuan's ear.

"What's counted, the biggest hero is here, Xiao Lin doesn't know yet!"

(End of chapter)