The woman, dressed in coarse red cloth, walked alone into the mountains, her thin figure gradually obscured by the thin mist around her.

At dusk, it was drizzling in the mountains, and the woman's eyes kept looking around for usable herbs, but there was not much to harvest, and there were only three or four herbs in the bamboo basket behind her that could be sold for a price.

The woman smiled lightly, took out a piece of dry dough from the chest of the red cloth coat and ate it tastelessly.

Wiping the sweat from her cheeks, the woman began to walk down the hill with her memory.

At night, the moonlight was thick, and the woman in red slowly returned to the small broken tea house.

At this time, Uncle Hua was already sitting at the door, preparing some simple meals waiting for her.

"Xiaoyu, you see that you came back so late, it's dangerous when the night is dark......" Uncle Hua said with some worry when he saw the woman in red coming back.

The woman smiled, handed the bamboo basket behind her to Uncle Hua, and then took a bamboo chair and sat down.

The food on the table was just some wild vegetables and sweet potatoes in the mountains, but the woman ate it very deliciously.

Uncle Hua put the bamboo basket aside and quietly watched the woman in red eating the food on the table.

"Xiaoyu, when you went out today, did you see the man chatting with me?" Seeing the woman's fragrant food, Uncle Hua said with a smile.

The woman stopped the wooden chopsticks in her hand and nodded at Uncle Hua.

Seeing this, Uncle Hua coughed and continued to speak.

"He, it's your Uncle Zhang's kid, who went to the city to make a living a few years ago. I haven't found a daughter-in-law yet, I look at him, and he has some meaning for you......"

When the woman heard this, she shook her head desperately, and then saw that Uncle Hua was about to continue to say something, so she hurriedly put away the food on the table and hurried into the house.

Uncle Hua sighed helplessly, and didn't say anything more. I boiled a pot of tea alone, looked at the moon in the sky, and didn't know what I was thinking.

Because of the appearance of this woman, Uncle Hua built a room next to the side of this tea house, although the house is not big, but it also costs Uncle Hua a lot of broken silver, and he owes some favors to the surrounding villagers......

The night was getting darker, and after the woman cleaned up the house, she boiled a pot of hot water for Uncle Hua so that Uncle Hua could soak his feet. After doing some trivial things, the woman returned to her own hut.

When she returned to the hut, the woman sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, as if in a state of silence, and closed her eyes.

Half an hour later, the woman opened her eyes, stood up and stretched.

Staying in this position for a long time will cause some soreness in her lower back and neck.

The woman took out a green bag from a wooden cabinet in the room, grabbed it in her hand and said nothing.

After a long time, the woman propped up the wooden window with a wooden stick, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and secretly felt melancholy.

Looking out the window, the woman muttered to herself, "This is not Tianxuan......"

This woman in red is the rain!

Back then, he was sucked into the space crack in the "Wuji Immortal Mansion", and for some reason he appeared in this strange place.

Now that the meridians in his body have been destroyed, although it will not affect his normal actions, it is impossible to cultivate immortals anymore, and even absorbing the aura between heaven and earth is a luxury.

The realm of the late Yuan Infant period has also come to naught. Even if you cultivate again, you have to start all over again.

I don't know what I experienced in the spatial rift, and I don't know how much time has passed. Although her realm cultivation has been completely lost, and the meridians in her body have been broken, she is already content to survive.

Over the years, Yu Yu has been longing to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and then opened his storage bag, took out the pill from the inside, and restored his blocked and broken meridians, but he was never able to do so.

His body could no longer feel the slightest aura between heaven and earth, nor could he absorb the slightest.

It's not that there is no aura in this heaven and earth, but that your body can't do it.

She understands that she was seriously injured this time, and if it weren't for her great luck, I am afraid that if she wanted to survive, it would be a luxury.

Spring goes to autumn, and the days pass day by day. Today, the rain has been spent in this small village for ten years.

Two years ago, Uncle Hua passed away because Shouyuan had arrived, and the rain also sent him to his death, and with the help of the villagers, he was buried in a small village in Wangfu Mountain.

Over the years, the rain still went up the mountain every once in a while to collect medicines, although these herbs could not recover themselves to block and break the meridians, but they could be sold for some broken silver to maintain their daily life.

Although the daily coarse tea and light meal, the rain is also comfortable, and the days are passing day by day.

After all these years, Yan Yu can finally speak the same words as the villagers here. Without the divine sense, I did not expect that the learning of this language would be so difficult.

Time flies like an arrow, and another decade flies by in a hurry.

On this day, Yu Yu sat outside the small teahouse, holding a small purple teapot in his hand, warming his wrinkled and old hands.

At this time, the rain has grown old, the skin is not delicate, and wrinkles have ruthlessly appeared on the face.

The year before last, she had no menstrual affairs again, and she knew that she was almost in the age of fame.

Yu Yu, who has cultivated immortals since childhood, didn't know that women would have "menstrual affairs". When Yan Yu noticed the distension and pain in her lower abdomen for the first time, and blood flowed from her lower body for several days, she was really frightened.

The past 20 years have made her silent, although the days are a little hard, and the daily coarse tea and light food are light, but there is less trouble when cultivating immortals......

Snowflakes fell in the sky, and the rain fell asleep unconsciously.

"Eminem...... Eminem ......"

A childish voice sounded in his ears, and Yu Yu slowly opened his eyes.

A little doll with a pockmarked face stood in front of him, and his dirty little hands kept slapping Yan Yu's arm.

When Yu saw this little doll, a smile appeared on his face, and he said kindly, "Dog, it's so cold, why did you come to Eminem......

"Eminem, the dog wants to eat a potato...... the little doll said shyly as she looked at the rain while wearing a quilted cotton jacket.

Yan Yu touched the little head of the dog with his hand, and said, "Come with Eminem, Eminem will roast a potato for you......"

The road at the entrance of the village has been covered with snow, and there are few people walking on the road anymore. Yan Yu and the dog took a steaming yam and ate it.

"Eminem, the dog heard that you were so beautiful when you were young, why didn't you get married?" the dog asked curiously as he ate the hot potato in his mouth.

"Eminem doesn't know, so long has passed in a flash, and Eminem has changed from a girl to Eminem......" Yu Yu looked at the slowly falling snowflakes and said with emotion.

When the dog finished eating the potato in his hand, he chatted with Yu for a while, and was chased home by his mother who suddenly dared to come.

"Puppy, my mother told you that your Eminem lives very hard alone, and you are not allowed to go to her to ask for food......"

The dog lowered his little head, touched his little buttocks with his hand, and followed his mother home.

The snow in the village was falling incessantly, and the surrounding scenery was already covered with snow. Although Yu Yu loves this kind of snow scene, he can't protect his body without cultivation, and his body really can't resist this cold.

Just as Yan Yu was about to return to the house, a middle-aged man walked at the entrance of the village.

"Xiaoyu, this heavy snow may be about to close the mountain, don't go up the mountain to collect medicine anymore with your bones......" The middle-aged man saw the rain, stepped forward, and said with concern.

Hearing this, Yu Yu nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Tiger." I just want to go up the mountain now, but I can't get up ......."

The middle-aged man named Brother Tiger touched his head and smiled, and then handed a piece of deerskin to Yan Yu.

"Xiaoyu, you take this deerskin, I beat it from the mountains a few days ago. This king Eminem has already been sewn up, and you can use it to fight the cold. ”

Yu Yu looked at the deerskin in the middle-aged man's hand, didn't refuse, and slowly draped it on his body.

This man would send himself a hide every winter, and Yu Yu knew that he couldn't say anything about him, and he couldn't refuse every time.

Seeing that the rain was draped in the deerskin he gave, the middle-aged man laughed innocently.

Then he chatted with Yu for a few words, and then looked in the direction of his home.

"Brother Tiger, I'm Eminem now. Don't call me Xiaoyu, listen to the strange twisted ......" Yan Yu suddenly stopped the middle-aged man and said with some embarrassment.

The man touched his head and smiled innocently, and said, "I've been used to it for so many years, and it's hard to change it......"

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, Yan Yu was silent.

But I was quite emotional in my heart, "If I had promised to marry him back then, would it not be as ...... as I am now?"

Over the years, Yu Yu has lived a life alone, I don't know if it is because of the injuries in the body, or because life is not easy, she is aging quickly.

This middle-aged man named Brother Hu, when he first saw Yan Yu, he looked just a few years older than Yan Yu, but now that twenty years have passed, his appearance can only be regarded as middle-aged, but Li Yu has been called "Eminem".

And the people of this village were called Eminem when they were old women.

Yu Yu returned to the teahouse, closed the doors and windows, and lit an iron stove. Putting his hand on it and feeling the heat on the iron stove, Yan Yu looked at the animal skins hanging on the wall, and a smile hung on his face.

Since Uncle Hua left, Yu Yu has moved into a small broken tea house to live. The small room that Uncle Hua built for himself back then has become a warehouse, stacked with sundries.

Over the years, Yu Yu would spend several hours every day to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, but he could never feel the slightest aura.

And that storage bag has been put in the wooden cabinet by the rain for seven or eight years.

Without the control of spiritual power, this storage bag would not have been able to be opened at all. And the elixir that he exchanged for contribution points from the Peach Blossom Paradise back then couldn't be taken out from the inside at all.

A few years ago, Li Yu followed Brother Hu to a bustling city farther away. There, Yan Yu stayed for a month, and although she was lucky enough to meet a monk, she hesitated and did not choose to let him help her.

His own cultivation was completely ruined, and he had no ability to protect himself, if that person opened his storage bag, it was difficult to say that he would not take things and kill people. He is in danger, this tiger brother who brought himself, but Yan Yu is unwilling to let him be implicated.

And through a short observation, Yan Yu saw that this monk should only have the realm of the spiritual period, and his face was also ugly, and he was not a good person at first glance......

The cruelty and selfishness of the immortal cultivation world, Li Yu is very clear.