"And there was no such situation when we came here half a year, but listening to the people in Jiangyue Village, it was already very serious outside. Looking at the scope of diffusion, the problem is not the source of the Qingmo River. ”

Zhao Ning speculated, and Qin Keyuan agreed with her statement.

So after the two buried the person who died of dehydration, they went along the Qingmo River to the source of the Qingmo River.

The source of the Qingmo River is not in the mountains, but on a grassland swamp, the water in the swamp does not come from nowhere, but it is endless, there are countless outlets to form countless streams, and then the streams converge and form a river, the river goes all the way to the east, and finally converges into the Qingmo River.

And on this swamp, Zhao Ning and Qin Keyuan saw the source of the problem.

Countless steppe animals lay in the swamp, their bones all over the ground, and even the swamp did not completely swallow them up.

And the root cause of all this lies in a palm-sized piece of meat in the middle of the grassland.

Zhao Ning couldn't believe that the source of the disaster that caused the entire Qingmo River to have a disaster, and the entire Wuming almost starved and collapsed, turned out to be a piece of meat, and there were still some scales left on it.

The piece of flesh looked so fresh, as if it had just been cut from a demon beast.

Qin Keyuan wrapped the piece of flesh with spiritual light, and the piece of meat floated in the air, actually absorbing the spiritual light of the outer layer, it seemed to have life, as long as it absorbed the spiritual light, it could break free from their grip.

But how could Qin Keyuan let it escape.

He recognized, "Dunshui fish." ”

Of course, Zhao Ning knew that Qin Keyuan was not talking about anything, this was the name of this piece of meat.

"Uncle Shi, what is the explanation of this thing?" Zhao Ning asked.

Qin Keyuan explained, "In ancient times, there were fish and water, and food killed people. ”

Zhao Ning was stunned, but Qin Keyuan's brows did not stretch, "It's just strange, the Dunshui fish in ancient times have completely disappeared, and only two are still in the heavenly pond of the Extreme Cold Palace." ”

The Extreme Cold Palace is the only sect that has been passed down from ancient times, and it has always been respected by Kyushu.

If the Extreme Cold Palace wanted to do something, it would have been done for tens of thousands of years, and it would not wait until today to suddenly do such a thing to a small country with no name in Kyushu.

The reason for this matter has not been brought together, let alone explained.

Zhao Ning thought for a while and said to Qin Keyuan, "Senior Uncle, to solve this filth, you can dilute it with the water against the sky, and the two will probably be able to restore the Qingmo River to normal, but I don't know how to investigate this truth." ”

As soon as the five fingers were closed, the fish meat of Dunshui dissolved in the aura, leaving only one scale.

Qin Keyuan said to Zhao Ning, "Restore Qingmo River to normal first, and pass the matter to the Extreme Cold Palace, they will definitely have an explanation." ”

Zhao Ning nodded, and saw Qin Keyuan's fingertips move, a small golden sword appeared in his hand, and the small sword shot out, and the tip of the sword carried the scale, and flew towards the sky in a steep manner.

Zhao Ning asked, "This time to the Extreme Cold Palace, thousands of miles away, it can actually transmit the news to the Extreme Cold Palace as it is." ”

"This is the golden sword transmission given by the Heavenly Palace, with the addition of the Venerable Divine Sense, it will not be opened unless necessary, if it is blocked, it will be disrespectful to the Venerable."

Zhao Ning seems to understand whether he understands or not.

Seeing that Qin Keyuan's matter was solved, she took out a small bottle from the Silent Spirit Mansion, the effect of the water against the sky to purify impurities was very terrifying, such a big Qingmo River only needed a small bottle.

Zhao Ning stood in the middle of the grassland, poured the water against the sky in the vial, and the colorless water against the sky merged into the source of the Qingmo River, and the wisps of black gas seeped out and gradually spread, circle by circle, until the whole source seemed to be a lot clearer.

The new river water will continue to rush down until the water of the Qingmo River is completely replaced.

Zhao Ning walked up to Qin Keyuan's side, "Uncle Shi, where are we going next?" ”

She glanced at Qin Keyuan, "Are we going back to Kunxu?" ”

But Qin Keyuan didn't mean to leave directly, "Don't worry, wait for you to kill Fan, and we'll go back." ”

Zhao Ning nodded and answered "Okay".

Half a month later, Nanjing, Jiangyicheng.

A bookstore was quietly opened, and the owner of the bookstore was a brother and sister, the elder brother often did not see anyone, and the younger sister often wrote and drew behind the counter, and sometimes wrote letters on her behalf.

The owner of the shop is Zhao Ning, the books here are the books they bought in the hands of some down-and-out families when they walked Wuming and Nanjing, most of the books are some messy books, there are travelogues, there are books, occasionally Zhao Ning can also see a martial arts cheats, Zhao Ning is all placed in the bookshelf, if there is a fate, someone is idle in the bookstore, if it can be detected, it is his luck, just let it be.

But most of the people in the town are not very literate, and the people who read books have recently gone to Nanjing City for scientific research, and the store is very deserted.

On this day, Zhao Ning lowered her head and wrote the ancient cloud pattern, suddenly raised her head, looked in a certain direction, her expression fluctuated slightly, and Qin Keyuan appeared beside her silently.

"It's time."

Zhao Ning lowered her eyes, her mood returned to normal, she put down her pen and walked out with Qin Keyuan.

They walked to a small courtyard, and the small courtyard could still see the appearance of the original school, but the master of the school was old and no longer taught, and the school was gradually abandoned.

This is where Zhao Ning used to be ignorant and learned to learn words.

There was already a cry in the backyard room, and someone noticed that Zhao Ning and Qin Keyuan had come in, but they only glanced at it, and didn't say much, Zhao Ning and the others had come to visit a few days ago, and they knew that Zhao Ning was a student of the master who didn't know when.

"Miss Lin, Master Lin, grandpa...... He's gone. Grandpa, he lived to ninety, and he kept saying that he wanted to live a long life of 100 years, but he didn't expect to leave. ”

The person next to him also said, "The old man lived a long life and died without illness, which is the favor of God." ”

As he spoke, a group of people lowered their heads and burned paper.

Zhao Ning's palm unfolded, a little spiritual light appeared, and then a trace of green smoke floated out of the old man's body, his soul was very pure, he looked energetic, slightly glanced at the person kneeling on the ground a few times, looked up and looked at Zhao Ning, he showed surprise in his soul, Zhao Ning seemed to be able to see himself.

A little aura melted into the old man's soul, and the old man only felt that his soul was warm.

He suddenly realized something, and bowed respectfully to them.

"The old master will give you a surname, and Zhao Ning will give you a ride."

A huge black hole appeared behind the old man's soul, which was a sign of reincarnation.

Zhao Ning bowed his hand and bowed as a student.

On the streets of Jiang Yicheng, Zhao Ning and Qin Keyuan walked slowly.

Zhao Ning talked about what happened in Jiang Yicheng when he was a child.

At that time, Zhao Ning was still young, just seven or eight years old, hiding in a pile of goods, somehow got on a cargo ship on the Qilin River, and later was noticed by the boatman, and threw down the boat directly, Zhao Ning was lucky, not far from the ferry, and swam ashore.

Wet into Jiang Yicheng, somehow walked to the periphery of the school, the autumn wind blew, shivering in the corner outside the school.

The old master of the school actually found Zhao Ning at the beginning, but he didn't care about her, but he didn't say a word in the middle of the night and threw away a shabby stall and half a pancake.

Zhao Ning relied on this thing to survive that night.

Maybe this is the only kindness in the wandering life.,Zhao Ning naturally stayed outside the school.,During the day, I listened to the conversation outside the school.,At night, I went into a nearby uninhabited house to avoid the cold.,I understood some of the words in the school in a daze.。

The readers in those schools will sometimes sneer and say that a beggar can still read and understand, but sometimes there will be a few readers who are kind and give Zhao Ning some food, and even squat next to Zhao Ning to tell Zhao Ning some things in the book, and ask Zhao Ning if he understands.

When she answered in a whisper, the reader felt that Zhao Ning could answer one or two, so he asked her more questions.

Until the aunt in the neighborhood drove these scholars away.

When it was time to take the exam one year, the master sent away the last group of people who were going to Beijing to catch the exam.

When he turned around to go back to the school, he turned around and walked to Zhao Ning's side and asked, What is your name.

Zhao Ning was puzzled and told him that his name was Zhao Ning.

The master raised his eyebrows, and then asked how it was written, which did not seem to him the name that a vagabond should have.

So Zhao Ning took a pebble and stiffly wrote the word "Zhao Ning" on the land, but it was not actually written, but it may be more likely to be painting, like drawing the name in her memory.

The Master recognized the crooked handwriting, and saw that it was a little difficult to write.

Looking at Zhao Ning, his eyes changed a little.

"He's a smart kid." The master stared at her for a long time, and then asked her, "The next batch of classes will be seven days away, do you want to learn to write from the old man?" ”

Zhao Ning stared at the master, with some ignorance in his eyes, but he knew in his heart that this must be a good thing, just like a reader in the school, reading very charming words.

Zhao Ning nodded heavily.

But the Master said, "But you can only study for seven days, and after seven days you will go wherever you want." ”

Zhao Ning agreed without hesitation.

So Zhao Ning followed behind the master and stepped into the school that he had been yearning for outside.

The master taught her for a few days, and when he saw that the crooked words finally took on a look, he looked at her again and pondered her name, "Life is in the world, there is a name and a surname, you can't just have a name and no surname." ”

Zhao Ning looked at him puzzled, just saw him stroked his beard and thought, "I saw you coming up from the water like a chicken in the soup before, you probably have a relationship with the water, I'm afraid that the village has started to worship the river god again." It's like sacrificing cattle and sheep, sinking in water, and sacrificing to gods, so your surname is Shen. ”

Zhao Ning didn't understand the connection between the master and the master at that time, but nodded obediently and asked the master how to write the word.

The master entered the school, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote the word "Shen" on the paper.

Zhao Ning tilted his head and looked, and the master handed the pen to Xiao Zhaoning, "Come, you can try it too." ”

That was the first time Zhao Ning had written with a brush, and it was very clumsy, and the Shen characters written out were blurred, and he looked at the master and shook his head.

But Zhao Ning worked hard, and since he wrote in the master's place, he has been practicing writing on paper and on the ground.

By the seventh day, the word was neat.

But seven days later, Zhao Ning learned the etiquette of the adults in a similar way, bowed to the master, and said that when the time was up, Zhao Ning would leave the school.

The master opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak, only sighed quietly behind Zhao Ning's back.

Later, when a new batch of students entered the school, Zhao Ning still only watched from the outside, listening carefully, and the master no longer cared.

At that time, Xiao Zhaoning would go to the back of the restaurant to help wash the dishes, so he would change to a nest to cushion his stomach, and sleep in a dilapidated house with no one at night.

I stayed there for a year, until a year later, the newly arrived county order strictly controlled Jiangyi City, and a curfew was imposed at night, and street children or beggars like Zhao Ning were directly driven out of the city.

Zhao Ning had no idea at that time, and only followed the crowd to another town, until he entered a new town and the crowd was separated, and the people in the new town were not as friendly as Jiang Yicheng, and there was no need for little beggars to do odd jobs behind the restaurant.

Qin Keyuan listened to Zhao Ning say this, and when he heard her words, he didn't have any emotions about the past, but with a trace of nostalgia.

He smiled, and he knew that Zhao Ning had never been stuck in the past.

He said, "Not anymore." ”

Zhao Ning looked up at Qin Keyuan and smiled, then nodded emphatically, "Hmm." ”

When they walked to the door of the bookstore, they saw an old woman lying on the door and looking in, this old woman Zhao Ning knew, less than half a month after coming to Jiangyi City, the old woman looked for Zhao Ning to write several family letters.

These letters were given to her son, who joined the army, and the Chen family army in Nanjun was stationed in Nanjun, about 200 miles away from Jiangyi City.

"Granny Zhang." Zhao Ning greeted.

Granny Zhang was a little behind her ears, but she listened to Zhao Ning's voice very clearly, and as soon as she turned her head, her wrinkled face smiled.

"You're back, I said why didn't I see you open the door at this point in time. Zhao Ning, I have to trouble you to write a letter for your mother-in-law today. ”

Zhao Ning smiled, "Okay." ”