The lake is at the bottom of the fog, rippling a dark wave, and the rain is in the lake, falling with a gloomy sound.

Xia Jing doesn't like rain, and she doesn't like fog. This body has not yet cultivated, the rain will make his skin sticky, and the fog will make his vision short.

He likes people coming up on the lake.

The rain is the fine beads strung by the slanting wind, and the fog is the thin curtain that hangs from the firmament. On the surface of the lake, a shadow propped up a small boat, opened the heavy bead curtain, and the bow of the boat hit the ripples like footprints, and came towards him.

The boat was still some distance from the riverbank, and the girl who was holding the boat had jumped onto the pier, and the gray-brown coat swayed, and the white palm flashed, and the cable stump was firmly embedded in the earth.

The wooden boat crashed on the shore, and there were a few muffled sounds, and the girl didn't look at it, but stepped on the water and ran towards the boy in the fog.

Halfway through the run, her pace slowed down.

Thinking of the purpose of her coming, thinking of what she was going to say, her cheeks burned slightly.

She lowered her head, straightened the cloak on her body, straightened the hat on her head, let the wind blow and the rain to dissipate the heat on her cheeks, and walked slowly.

It is said to be slow, but in fact, it is just a little more elegant, and the splash is smaller. In a short time, the girl had finished her short journey and stood in front of the young man.

The girl's name is Yun Yiyi, and her family lives on the other side of the lake, and she is a childhood sweetheart with Xia Jing.

"Why are you standing here waiting?" Yun Yiyi's silver bell-like voice was stained with the stickiness of rain and mist, like sweet rice wine.

"I'll see you here sooner."

Xia Jing looked at the girl in front of her, and her beautiful face was covered by her beautiful figure. Under the cover of fog and rain, the girl's already delicate face became even more white and bright.

"Let's go, go to the pavilion and say." Yun Yiyi smiled and took Xia Jing's hand.

The rain trickled down their robes and dripped onto their clenched palms, bringing a cold, damp sensation that neither of them cared, they didn't even realize the discomfort, they focused on each other's voices and looks.

Walking into the thatched pavilion next to the wharf, the two took off their coats, put down their hats, and sat side by side on the haystack.

The girl was chattering, talking about interesting things she had recently encountered. She had just returned to the village from the city, and she hadn't seen the teenager for half a month, and the pent-up words and desire to talk in her heart were enough for her to talk all day.

Xia Jing just responded, occasionally exclaiming, holding the girl's interest.

The fog outside the pavilion gradually dissipated, and the girl's voice gradually lowered, her eyes fluttered, and her words were no longer enthusiastic.

Enthusiasm was brewing in her heart.

After a long silence, the girl raised her snow-white neck and clenched Xia Jing's palm.

"When the immortal exam is over, will you go to my house to propose?" Her voice was as light as the wind outside the pavilion, blowing like rain.

Xia Jing looked at the girl's face, her fair face was full of crimson, and her eyes were as clear as a mountain spring.

There was only the sound of rain dripping between heaven and earth, and Xia Jing didn't answer for a long time.

Yun Yiyi's face gradually turned white, she was first puzzled, then shocked, and finally panicked.

She hurriedly corrected her words: "Don't you come, I'll let Daddy go to your house to say okay?" ”

In the Dali Dynasty, where is there a reason for a woman to go to the man's house to talk about marriage, the girl said this because the proposal must talk about the dowry and wedding banquet, and with the situation of Xia Jing's family, it is difficult to make up these expenses.

Xia Jing was still silent.

Yun Yiyi's face turned a little whiter, and she asked cautiously, "Why?" ”

Xia Jing frowned.

Grievances are like ocean waves, hitting the girl's heart. The water outside the pavilion was reflected in the girl's eyes, and the depressing water vapor rolled into teardrops, rolling over her long neck, and soaking on her chest, exuding a coolness.

Seeing the crystal tears, Xia Jing was stunned, and he raised his hand to stroke the girl's face.

The girl threw herself into his arms, his brow furrowed like a gloomy mountain in the night, which disturbed her and frightened her. She had never seen Xia Jing frown, thinking that she had annoyed the boy.

She reached out to stroke her eyebrows, choked and pleaded: "Don't mention kissing, don't mention kissing, don't be angry, okay?" ”

Xia Jing's palm paused and stroked the girl's hair: "I'm not angry." ”

The girl's tears slipped faster, and Xia Jing only denied being angry, but did not deny not mentioning her relatives.

She rubbed tears on the boy's chest, and the palm around the boy's back was clenched into a small fist, and she thought hatefully in her heart, which vixen deceived her own boy?

Is it the second girl at the head of the village, or the pear blossom at the end of the village? Or maybe it's the red hemp that has been moved?

"It's because of the immortal exam." Xia Jing stopped the girl's delusions.

This answer was beyond Yun Yiyi's expectations.

The immortal test is a test once every ten years, and the immortals on the clouds will enter the village during this time, select their favorite disciples, and bring them back to the mountain to practice.

The possibility of being selected is very small, and in Daonan County, the last time an immortal chose a disciple was more than one hundred and twenty years ago.

As a villager in a remote village in Daonan County, everyone, including Yun Yiyi, would only occasionally dream about this incident in their dreams and quickly forget it when they woke up.

They don't dare to hope because they are numb, because dreams are hedgehogs, and if they get close, they will pierce themselves.

They only regard the immortal examination as a festival, an important node in their lives. The immortals stipulated that only those who had undergone two immortal examinations could get married, conduct scientific expeditions, and travel far away from their hometowns.

Therefore, proposing marriage after the immortal examination has become a common saying between young men and women to express their hearts. They had already acquiesced in the failure of the Immortal Examination.

Yun Yiyi and Xia Jing are sixteen years old this year, they have already experienced an immortal exam when they were six years old, and the next immortal exam is just around the corner.

"Tomorrow you will pass the immortal exam." Xia Jing said to the girl.

To Yun Yiyi's ears, this was too exaggerated and dreamy, no one had ever said this to her, and she had never thought about it that way.

But she clearly knew one thing, if she passed the immortal examination, she would be taken away by the immortals.

It was too cold on the clouds, and the boy's chest was warm.

She raised her head and looked into the young man's eyes, serious and firm: "I won't go if I pass!" ”

Xia Jing wiped away the tears on the girl's face: "I will go too." ”

Yun Yiyi's eyes flashed with tears and froze.

It has been a hundred years before the county chooses one person, and the young man actually said that the immortals will choose two people in this small village? And it's just the two of them?

She pursed her lips, believing that the boy was lying to her and didn't want to respond to the proposal.

"I heard that the person who was taken away by the immortals a hundred years ago has royal blood, I have nothing, I am just a little village girl, how can I be chosen!" She muttered.

"The qualifications for cultivation are not given by immortals, and the royal bloodline is not the key to opening the path."

Yun Yiyi was at a loss, what is cultivation? What are the qualifications? What is the path?

But the wonderful thing about language is that even if you can't understand a few words, you can understand the meaning of the whole sentence.

"What do you look at if you don't look at the bloodline? Why did the immortals choose me? There was a resentment in her words, complaining that the immortal didn't know what to do and what was wrong, and he came to ruin his own good deeds.

Xia Jing pondered for a long time, thinking about how to explain it in popular words.

He looked at Yun Yiyi's cheeks and said, "Because you're good-looking." ”

This sentence was like a warm sun, dispelling the damp anxiety, restlessness and grievances in Yun Yiyi's heart, and she smiled happily.

"Where can an immortal be so superficial." The girl didn't believe this, what made her happy was Xia Jing's praise.

She was a little ashamed.

This made Xia Jing feel distressed, he already knew that he couldn't explain clearly, so he frowned and hesitated for so long just now.

He could only promise: "If you fail to pass the immortal examination, I will let my uncle go to your house to propose marriage." ”

Finally waiting for this promise, Yun Yiyi hugged Xia Jing's waist tightly, and was so happy that she shouted out to the outside of the pavilion, sharing this joy with the sky, the lake, and the mountains in the distance.

Shame followed, her cheeks were as red as persimmons in October, hot as a stone face in the hot summer, she got up from Xia Jing's arms, and did not dare to look at the young man's face.

She almost couldn't control the upswing of the corners of her lips and the singing of her throat, she was afraid that Xia Jing would feel that she was not reserved, and she was afraid that her violently beating heart would not be able to bear it.

She wanted to escape, but she had one more thing to do.

Grabbing Xia Jing's shirt, she tore off the gray jade on the young man's chest, and said with shame: "This is our token, if you don't come to propose, I won't return it to you!" ”

Her threat had no force, like the whine of a young beast, and it was pitiful.

Picking up her hat and robe, she hurried into the rain, jumped onto the boat, and disappeared into the rain curtain.

Staring at the direction of the girl's departure, Xia Jing habitually raised his hand and touched it on his chest.

He touched the void, and the gray jade had been taken by the girl.

The fog cleared completely, the rain gradually stopped, and the lake took off its veil and revealed its true face to the summer scene. The sunlight sprinkled through the clouds seemed to be washed by rain, and the surface of the lake was inlaid with dazzling gold streaks.

Xia Jing looked at the lake, and he always liked to look at the lake when he was in a daze.

In the spring he looked at the bud on the shore of the lake, in the summer he looked at the grass growing at the bottom of the lake, and in the autumn he looked at the leaves floating on the surface of the lake, but he didn't look at it in winter, because it was too cold in winter.

Many people prefer the winter, the more biting the wind, the more freezing the snow, the more happy they are, Zhao Shishi at the head of the village is one of them, and the summer scene is not.

On cold days, Xia Jing prefers to lie down in a warm bed.

He has looked at the lake for sixteen years, and in the lake scenery of these sixteen years, the scene in front of him can be regarded as magnificent.

The sun shines down from the heavens, driving away the rain and the fog, singing its brilliance in the world, and the puddles on the earth are the remnants of darkness that it has defeated, reflecting its majesty.

Because he is at this special node today, the scenery in front of him adds a bit of joy to Xia Jing's heart, which is the most beautiful lake scenery he has ever seen in his life.

He narrowed his eyes, obsessed and insatiable, for he knew that after today, it would be difficult for him to look so attentively and so freely at a sight and a lake.

He thought of sixteen years ago.

Sixteen years ago, he gave up his dilapidated body, dissipated the mana condensed for thousands of years, and dispersed the immortal yuan that all cultivators dreamed of, and was reincarnated in this small fishing village, becoming a mortal, the son of a peasant who lived at the bottom.

Being a mortal is more bitter than being an immortal, what is bitter is the body, being an immortal is the same as being a mortal, and what is bitter is the spirit.

From an immortal to a mortal, the things that once troubled him could be put down for the time being, and the fire of mortal desires could not touch his spirit for a while, and he got a rare time of peace.

Tomorrow, the outer sect elder of the Fuguang Sect will arrive, and he will go to the mountain to practice with the other party, and the tide that has temporarily receded in the past sixteen years will sweep over again.

He is not a person who loves to endure hardships, he has already arranged everything before he is reincarnated, and the Fuguang Sect has one of his cards that can help him successfully through the early stage of cultivation.

The clouds dispersed, and the power of the sun had not diminished, but had become ordinary as the rain and fog receded, and Xia Jing turned his head to look at the haystacks in the pavilion.

The haystack shook twice, and a stocky boy as big as him emerged.

"Why did you say that kind of thing to coax Yun Yiyi!" The sturdy young man's fists were clenched, staring at Xia Jing like a wolf.

He is Zhao Shishi at the head of the village, his father was a member of a martial arts gym in the county seat, passed on his martial arts, and he can be seen holding a stone lock every morning, sweating like rain. Winter is no exception.

The wind and snow mixed with Zhao Shishi's sweat forged his strong body, and his eyes were like wolves, not only because of his expression, but also because of his knotted muscles.

Last year, Zhao Shishi followed his father into the mountains and killed a black bear.

The villagers were afraid of him from then on, and only three people could remain calm under his glare, and Xia Jing was one of the three.

"I didn't lie to her." Xia Jing said.

"Didn't lie to her?" Zhao Shishi raised his voice, and the anger in his eyes was even stronger, "How could you be chosen by the immortals!" ”

"He was not chosen by the immortals, the person who came was not an immortal, and he did not have the ability to choose whoever was who. And ......"

"And what?"

"You'll be taken away tomorrow too."

Xia Jing's tone was sincere, but Zhao Shishi only felt funny, and he sneered: "I don't know what I look like? Am I worthy! ”

Immortals, immortal and long-sighted, calling for wind and rain. Everything and immortals are the earth and the sky, how can the earth touch the sky? The humble earth just looks up at the white clouds, it is disrespectful and funny!

When he dreamed, he only dared to think that he was the illegitimate son of the county lord, and never dared to think that he could be chosen by the immortals.

He went to Daonan County with his father, and there are more than a dozen young people in the county who can compete with tigers and leopards like him, so what is the most special one for him? He felt unworthy.

Xia Jing sighed: "You don't have to belittle yourself so much. ”

His comfort failed to play any role, but instead became an oil of fire, dousing Zhao Shishi's heart.

"Are you not ready to go to the Yun family to propose marriage at all!" Zhao Shishi took a big step and questioned Xia Jing.

"Yes," Xia Jing replied truthfully, "because she and I are going to the mountains to practice." ”

Zhao Shishi didn't listen to the second half of the sentence, he decided that Xia Jing didn't intend to respond to Yun Yiyi's mind at all, and the words that were chosen by the immortals were just clumsy shirk words.

The muscles of his arm bulged, and the anger turned into strength, accumulating in his fist: "So you're lying to her!" You don't want to marry her at all! ”

Xia Jing understood that he couldn't explain the truth to Zhao Shishi today, so he didn't bother to waste his tongue anymore, and replied coldly: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Zhao Shishi opened his mouth, he wanted to refute Xia Jing with the harshest words and the most righteous truth, but he soon found that he couldn't remember the words and sentences in the commentary, and he didn't have a righteous reason.

The Yun family moved here twenty years ago, and he has nothing to do with Yun Yiyi, and the Xia family moved here earlier, and it has nothing to do with him.

His open mouth closed again, but the wildfire in his heart had reached its peak.

The fact that this matter had nothing to do with him, that he was meddling, stung him.

He took care of this matter because he liked Yun Yiyi, so when he saw the two approaching the pavilion, he would hide in the haystack, so when he saw Xia Jing bullying Yun Yiyi, he would come out and reprimand.

What annoyed him even more was that he stood up, not to unveil Xia Jing's ugliness and keep the other party away from Yun Yiyi, but to let Xia Jing know his way back and be kind to Yun Yiyi.

He has always felt that he is inferior to Xia Jing, far inferior.

Xia Jing has been a genius since he was a child, he must return with a full load of fishing, the bamboo basket he made up can be sold into Zhumen, he was first praised by the old Xiucai invited by the village, and then praised by the county's master. After the immortal examination, the master will take him into the door.

Zhao Shishi didn't understand the imperial examination, but he heard Yun Yiyi's grandfather say that with Xia Jing's talent, he could at least be able to lift people. Yun Yiyi's grandfather is a Xiucai invited by the village.

What made him even more sad and angry was that his father touched Xia Jing's bones ten years ago, exclaiming that Xia Jing was a rare genius in a hundred years, and if he practiced martial arts, he would definitely be able to become famous.

My father called the elders of the sect and wanted to accept Xia Jing to get started, but Xia Jing rejected them, saying that it was too hard to practice martial arts.

Because of this, Zhao Shishi felt that he was far inferior to Xia Jing.

Therefore, Zhao Shishi felt that only Xia Jing was worthy of Yun Yiyi.

Of course, he is not a generous saint in the commentary, and he will also feel humiliated, and this humiliation weighs on his heart, and part of it has turned into the motivation for him to practice in winter and summer.

There was also a part that remained in his chest, and at this moment, it was ignited by Xia Jing's simple rhetorical question, and exploded in his chest!

He raised his fist and struck at the hateful teenager in front of him.

His fists were fast, heavy, and with the sound of the wind and his roar, like galloping horses and thunder!

A year ago in the mountains, he killed the black bear with two punches with such a hard fist and such a heart-wrenching roar.

A year has passed, his strength has become more powerful, his strength has become more condensed, and if he encounters that black bear again, he can even out the black bear's brain with just one punch!

He didn't want to beat Xia Jing's brain, Xia Jing died, wouldn't Yun Yiyi have to be widowed for a lifetime?

He didn't use all his strength. He aimed at Xia Jing's shoulder, not his right shoulder, the right shoulder was connected to his right arm, and his right arm wanted to hold a pen and caress Yun Yiyi's face. He aimed at Xia Jing's useless left shoulder!

When his fist touched Xia Jing's shoulder, Xia Jing moved.

Xia Jing punched, his punch was very slow, very light, without any sound, like a drizzle, like a wind, and when Zhao Shishi noticed Xia Jing's punch, the rain had fallen on his face, and the wind had blown through his body.

He collapsed in a puddle of water, pain coming from his abdomen. Only then did he know where Xia Jing's fist was.

The pain extinguished his anger, and staring at the background of the boy's disappearance, a doubt and a feeling arose in his heart.

What puzzled Zhao Shishi was, how did Xia Jing defeat him?

He could feel that Xia Jing's strength was only a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and this level of strength should only be able to tickle him, but now it made him fall to the ground, unable to move in pain.

He faintly realized that the reason was the timing and position of Xia Jing's shot.

What Zhao Shishi realized was that Xia Jing was stronger than him when he fought.

Sure enough, only Xia Jing is worthy of Yun Yiyi.