The old man's wind, the month of the year (I)

Autumn wind, autumn rain, sorrowful.

The women in the valley seem to be frowning forever, sitting in the bamboo building, either holding the danqing in their hands, painting a scroll of landscapes, or describing the old people according to their memories.

But whether it is thick eyebrows or light eyebrows, square face or round face, polite or heroic, it doesn't seem to be him.

But those appearances are him again.

He is such a person, or rather the person he remembers.

It can not only be a prancing horse and a whip, pointing the country, but also a graceful and gentle jade. It seems that all the words in the world about complimenting men are not exaggerated in him.

The woman is already very old, but she still looks moving, and the years have stood still on her face.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her that, woman.

Although the body was not promised to that person, the heart was promised decades ago.

"Miss, it's cold, let's add some clothes!"

Although she is old, according to the rules of the family, she can't be called Mrs. if she is not married.

She shook her head and smiled at the little maid, "Xiaochan, if I didn't want to, I wouldn't have been sick a long time ago." ”

When the little maid heard this, she looked suddenly enlightened, smiled awkwardly, and patted her head.

"Are you spending too many ordinary days and treating yourself as an ordinary person?"

The little maidservant stuck out her tongue.

"What's going on lately?"

Xiaochan heard her young lady's inquiry, immediately retracted her expression, and said seriously: "I haven't heard of it recently!"

The woman didn't seem to hear Xiaochan's words, and looked outside through the window of the bamboo building.

The mountain stands quietly in front of you, and a river flows quietly through the pond.

"Three hundred years of reincarnation, that thing can't be destroyed, every three hundred years, those charms, spells, will come to this quiet, clean world to walk. ”

The maidservant Xiaochan immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at her young lady.

"Miss, could it be that you are talking about the Nine Dragon Fu?"

The woman nodded, and sighed faintly.

"Three hundred years ago, the most important of the Nine Dragon Talisman fell on Jingmen Mountain, and no one could climb Jingmen Mountain for hundreds of years, so they could only go around from the foot of the mountain. Even the master at that time and the pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion searched the entire Jingmen Mountain, but they couldn't find the Nine Dragons Talisman. ”

"As soon as the time of three hundred years was up, the Nine Dragons Talisman appeared. ”

The woman's eyes were glazed over, and she spoke slowly, as if she were muttering.

"Because it is said that this Nine Dragon Talisman can perceive the direction of other Nine Dragon Talismans, so everyone fought for it, and set off a bloody storm. ”

Xiaochan's eyes were wide open, and she even forgot that she originally wanted to add tea to her young lady, and kept carrying a pot of tea in her hand.

After that, the Nine Dragons Talisman appeared, and in order to fight for it, the Jingmen Mountain was destroyed, and the Jingmen River was divided into two. ”

When Xiaochan heard this, she was so shocked that her mouth opened wide, and then she remembered that she was still carrying a pot of tea in her hand.

The woman smiled faintly and turned her head to look at her little maid.

"In the past, this world was amazing. Not to mention breaking down a mountain, even if the whole mountain is moved and smashed, it is not impossible. ”

The woman tucked her hair, took the pot of water, poured herself a cup of tea, and placed it on the table.

"This year is another three hundred years, three hundred years ago, the Nine Dragons Talisman finally fell on Fengwu Mountain, and the six major sects and the Sword Pavilion made a big array to seal Fengwu Mountain. ”

At this, the corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.

"If the Nine Dragon Fu wants to come out by itself, what formation in this world can be handled! It's just naïve!"

When Xiaochan heard this, she immediately murmured, "Miss, can we do it?"

The woman knew what her little maid was going to say, shook her head, and said directly: "It's almost impossible, although they feel like they're about to come out every time, but every time they are blocked by the Terrans." ”

"There is a good saying: 'If you are not afraid of being cross-minded, you are afraid of not dying.'" ’”

As she spoke, she took a sip of tea.

The cold wind blew by, and it seemed to be a little cold, and she frowned.

"By the way, get ready, it's time for us to go out and have a look!"

Xiaochan nodded obediently.

She lifted the kettle on the table and walked back.

"Miss, if we go, will it make Mr. Xu unhappy!" Xiaochan suddenly turned her head and said to her own young lady.

The woman was stunned and silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Xiaochan immediately lowered her head.

"Miss, I'm sorry!"

The woman shook her head, barely smiling.

"It's okay, if he knew, he wouldn't blame me. The affection between us has nothing to do with that. ”

"That's good!" Xiaochan added without knowing whether she was alive or dead, and walked out of the door.

Left a woman with no confidence on her face, saying so, but some things are complicated, who knows!

(This woman and Xiaochan have appeared before, in the second volume of chapter 77 "Xiaolou Night Rain")

......

Weicheng.

There is rain in Weicheng, but there are no teenagers here, and there will be no maids, only a gentleman who likes to teach.

Mr.'s life was very quiet, he got married once two years ago, and everyone thought he was dead, but they didn't expect him to appear again.

The big family didn't force him, and the fat and fated Kefu's daughter seemed to have broken her fate after that marriage, and finally married a fat man, not much talented, not more talented, but a good life is also stable.

The gentleman disappeared for a while before reappearing in the quiet town.

He changed a ring ruler, the previous ring ruler didn't know why he lost it, there was always a faint smile on his face, and those schoolchildren would also respectfully shout "Mr. Shi" when they saw him.

Mr. Shi used to run a private school for the poor, just collecting some money for meals and teaching knowledge to children. When the big family knew that Mr. Shi was not dead, and after he came back, they blew up a lot of artillery battles, and the whole Weicheng was alarmed.

The big family set up a private school for Mr. Shi, and the conditions and environment were hundreds of times better than before. But Mr. Shi still only collects some money for food, and if he is really poor, he will subsidize those people.

Mr. Shi always wears a green shirt and carries a ring ruler around his waist. This habit of wearing green shirts was perfectly passed down to a teenager who left.

In the end, under the guidance of others, many large families sent their children.

Mr. Shi was still reluctant to accept a large amount of money, but after the persuasion of everyone, the children of those big families went through the formal worship of Mr. Shi, and Mr. Shi also accepted some apprenticeship rites.

Of course, these apprenticeship ceremonies are more of school supplies, which Mr. Shi uses to reward students who are diligent and inquisitive.

As soon as the people mentioned Mr. Shi, they gave him a thumbs up.

But what they don't know is that behind the scenes, this Mr. Shi has protected this small city many times.

After the explosion was killed, Uncle Shi activated the chess pieces of the year, and suddenly a huge force was in his hands. However, he is still the Mr. Shi in the hearts of the people.

I don't know how many times, that group of strange people wanted to sneak into Weicheng, but they were all resolved by Uncle Shi. Not only that, but he also showed a strong layout ability and strength, so that those people in black did not dare to come easily.

If it weren't for the urgency of the times, who wouldn't want the years to be quiet.

The old man's wind, the month of the year (I)

Autumn wind, autumn rain, sorrowful.

The women in the valley seem to be frowning forever, sitting in the bamboo building, either holding the danqing in their hands, painting a scroll of landscapes, or describing the old people according to their memories.

But whether it is thick eyebrows or light eyebrows, square face or round face, polite or heroic, it doesn't seem to be him.

But those appearances are him again.

He is such a person, or rather the person he remembers.

It can not only be a prancing horse and a whip, pointing the country, but also a graceful and gentle jade. It seems that all the words in the world about complimenting men are not exaggerated in him.

The woman is already very old, but she still looks moving, and the years have stood still on her face.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her that, woman.

Although the body was not promised to that person, the heart was promised decades ago.

"Miss, it's cold, let's add some clothes!"

Although she is old, according to the rules of the family, she can't be called Mrs. if she is not married.

She shook her head and smiled at the little maid, "Xiaochan, if I didn't want to, I wouldn't have been sick a long time ago." ”

When the little maid heard this, she looked suddenly enlightened, smiled awkwardly, and patted her head.

"Are you spending too many ordinary days and treating yourself as an ordinary person?"

The little maidservant stuck out her tongue.

"What's going on lately?"

Xiaochan heard her young lady's inquiry, immediately retracted her expression, and said seriously: "I haven't heard of it recently!"

The woman didn't seem to hear Xiaochan's words, and looked outside through the window of the bamboo building.

The mountain stands quietly in front of you, and a river flows quietly through the pond.

"Three hundred years of reincarnation, that thing can't be destroyed, every three hundred years, those charms, spells, will come to this quiet, clean world to walk. ”

The maidservant Xiaochan immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at her young lady.

"Miss, could it be that you are talking about the Nine Dragon Fu?"

The woman nodded, and sighed faintly.

"Three hundred years ago, the most important of the Nine Dragon Talisman fell on Jingmen Mountain, and no one could climb Jingmen Mountain for hundreds of years, so they could only go around from the foot of the mountain. Even the master at that time and the pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion searched the entire Jingmen Mountain, but they couldn't find the Nine Dragons Talisman. ”

"As soon as the time of three hundred years was up, the Nine Dragons Talisman appeared. ”

The woman's eyes were glazed over, and she spoke slowly, as if she were muttering.

"Because it is said that this Nine Dragon Talisman can perceive the direction of other Nine Dragon Talismans, so everyone fought for it, and set off a bloody storm. ”

Xiaochan's eyes were wide open, and she even forgot that she originally wanted to add tea to her young lady, and kept carrying a pot of tea in her hand.

After that, the Nine Dragons Talisman appeared, and in order to fight for it, the Jingmen Mountain was destroyed, and the Jingmen River was divided into two. ”

When Xiaochan heard this, she was so shocked that her mouth opened wide, and then she remembered that she was still carrying a pot of tea in her hand.

The woman smiled faintly and turned her head to look at her little maid.

"In the past, this world was amazing. Not to mention breaking down a mountain, even if the whole mountain is moved and smashed, it is not impossible. ”

The woman tucked her hair, took the pot of water, poured herself a cup of tea, and placed it on the table.

"This year is another three hundred years, three hundred years ago, the Nine Dragons Talisman finally fell on Fengwu Mountain, and the six major sects and the Sword Pavilion made a big array to seal Fengwu Mountain. ”

At this, the corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.

"If the Nine Dragon Fu wants to come out by itself, what formation in this world can be handled! It's just naïve!"

When Xiaochan heard this, she immediately murmured, "Miss, can we do it?"

The woman knew what her little maid was going to say, shook her head, and said directly: "It's almost impossible, although they feel like they're about to come out every time, but every time they are blocked by the Terrans." ”

"There is a good saying: 'If you are not afraid of being cross-minded, you are afraid of not dying.'" ’”

As she spoke, she took a sip of tea.

The cold wind blew by, and it seemed to be a little cold, and she frowned.

"By the way, get ready, it's time for us to go out and have a look!"

Xiaochan nodded obediently.

She lifted the kettle on the table and walked back.

"Miss, if we go, will it make Mr. Xu unhappy!" Xiaochan suddenly turned her head and said to her own young lady.

The woman was stunned and silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Xiaochan immediately lowered her head.

"Miss, I'm sorry!"

The woman shook her head, barely smiling.

"It's okay, if he knew, he wouldn't blame me. The affection between us has nothing to do with that. ”

"That's good!" Xiaochan added without knowing whether she was alive or dead, and walked out of the door.

Left a woman with no confidence on her face, saying so, but some things are complicated, who knows!

(This woman and Xiaochan have appeared before, in the second volume of chapter 77 "Xiaolou Night Rain")

......

Weicheng.

There is rain in Weicheng, but there are no teenagers here, and there will be no maids, only a gentleman who likes to teach.

Mr.'s life was very quiet, he got married once two years ago, and everyone thought he was dead, but they didn't expect him to appear again.

The big family didn't force him, and the fat and fated Kefu's daughter seemed to have broken her fate after that marriage, and finally married a fat man, not much talented, not more talented, but a good life is also stable.

The gentleman disappeared for a while before reappearing in the quiet town.

He changed a ring ruler, the previous ring ruler didn't know why he lost it, there was always a faint smile on his face, and those schoolchildren would also respectfully shout "Mr. Shi" when they saw him.

Mr. Shi used to run a private school for the poor, just collecting some money for meals and teaching knowledge to children. When the big family knew that Mr. Shi was not dead, and after he came back, they blew up a lot of artillery battles, and the whole Weicheng was alarmed.

The big family set up a private school for Mr. Shi, and the conditions and environment were hundreds of times better than before. But Mr. Shi still only collects some money for food, and if he is really poor, he will subsidize those people.

Mr. Shi always wears a green shirt and carries a ring ruler around his waist. This habit of wearing green shirts was perfectly passed down to a teenager who left.

In the end, under the guidance of others, many large families sent their children.

Mr. Shi was still reluctant to accept a large amount of money, but after the persuasion of everyone, the children of those big families went through the formal worship of Mr. Shi, and Mr. Shi also accepted some apprenticeship rites.

Of course, these apprenticeship ceremonies are more of school supplies, which Mr. Shi uses to reward students who are diligent and inquisitive.

As soon as the people mentioned Mr. Shi, they gave him a thumbs up.

But what they don't know is that behind the scenes, this Mr. Shi has protected this small city many times.

After the explosion was killed, Uncle Shi activated the chess pieces of the year, and suddenly a huge force was in his hands. However, he is still the Mr. Shi in the hearts of the people.

I don't know how many times, that group of strange people wanted to sneak into Weicheng, but they were all resolved by Uncle Shi. Not only that, but he also showed a strong layout ability and strength, so that those people in black did not dare to come easily.

If it weren't for the urgency of the times, who wouldn't want the years to be quiet.

After disappearing for a while, he reappeared in this quiet town.

He changed a ring ruler, the previous ring ruler didn't know why he lost it, there was always a faint smile on his face, and those schoolchildren would also respectfully shout "Mr. Shi" when they saw him.

Mr. Shi used to run a private school for the poor, just collecting some money for meals and teaching knowledge to children. When the big family knew that Mr. Shi was not dead, and after he came back, they blew up a lot of artillery battles, and the whole Weicheng was alarmed.

The big family set up a private school for Mr. Shi, and the conditions and environment were hundreds of times better than before. But Mr. Shi still only collects some money for food, and if he is really poor, he will subsidize those people.

Mr. Shi always wears a green shirt and carries a ring ruler around his waist. This habit of wearing green shirts was perfectly passed down to a teenager who left.

In the end, under the guidance of others, many large families sent their children.

Mr. Shi was still reluctant to accept a large amount of money, but after the persuasion of everyone, the children of those big families went through the formal worship of Mr. Shi, and Mr. Shi also accepted some apprenticeship rites.

Of course, these apprenticeship ceremonies are more of school supplies, which Mr. Shi uses to reward students who are diligent and inquisitive.

As soon as the people mentioned Mr. Shi, they gave him a thumbs up.

But what they don't know is that behind the scenes, this Mr. Shi has protected this small city many times.

After the explosion was killed, Uncle Shi activated the chess pieces of the year, and suddenly a huge force was in his hands. However, he is still the Mr. Shi in the hearts of the people.

I don't know how many times, that group of strange people wanted to sneak into Weicheng, but they were all resolved by Uncle Shi. Not only that, but he also showed a strong layout ability and strength, so that those people in black did not dare to come easily.

If it weren't for the urgency of the times, who wouldn't want the years to be quiet.