This time, Bai Zihua went down the mountain, and he really didn't deliberately help the crisis and solve the difficulties, and acted chivalrous, he was more to understand the warmth and coldness of human feelings and the cold of the world.

However, if he inadvertently encounters it, it is naturally another matter, although he can't use mana, but with his swordsmanship, ordinary martial arts masters are not his opponents, and it is more than enough to be chivalrous and righteous.

After this sinking heart, he discovered those ordinary but touching beautiful emotions among mortals, and of course, there are also evil deeds that make people angry, and tragic things that make people sad.

Along the way, Bai Zihua has joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, and he will also personally participate in some things to understand the common feelings of mortals.

But he is not a real mortal, and unlike those immortals who have been reincarnated and rebuilt, he will not sink in the mortal world, he will be truly assimilated, and he will become ordinary from now on.

After perceiving something, he would also calm down and comprehend, and the broken Dao heart would gradually recondense.

He realized the preciousness of family affection and the beauty of friendship, but he still didn't dare to touch love.

Occasionally, after walking outside for a long time, he would want to stop, and at this moment, he decided to stop for a while.

In an ordinary mountain village, Bai Zihua and a group of villagers are building a house, and the house has reached the final stage.

The bricklayer lays tiles on the roof for the house painted by Bai Zi, and on the ground, he and several other villagers throw a stack of tiles on the roof, and the bricklayer on the roof catches it steadily.

A teenage boy trotted back from the village road carrying a few bamboo tubes, and handed them to the busy people, "Uncle Mo drink water." ”

Bai Zihua took the bamboo tube, showed a gentle smile to the little boy, and said, "Thank you Xiaocheng." ”

Today's white paintings, there is no longer the slightest indifference on the face, on the contrary, it always gives people a warm and warm feeling.

"Continue to Uncle Xiang. ”

Bai Zihua threw the bamboo tube onto the roof, and a bricklayer squatting on the edge of the roof grabbed it with both hands together, and raised the bamboo tube to Bai Zihua with a smile, and then pulled the plug and drank a few sips, and then passed it to others.

A sturdy man next to Bai Zihua who pulled up his trouser leg and tied a bandage on his left calf took a sip of water, handed the bamboo tube to Bai Zi's picture, and said: "Brother Mo Bing, work hard today, when the tiles can be paved before the sun sets, you can live in your own house tonight." ”

Bai Zihua took the bamboo tube, and he didn't dislike it, and after taking a sip of water, he smiled and said: "It's all up to the eldest brother to help, otherwise I won't be so fast on my own, thank you, my leg is okay, right?"

The man smiled and said, "It's out of the way, what are you polite to me? You saved the lives of our father and son, thank you for helping you with this little favor." ”

This small mountain village is called Miaoquan Village, it is named after a mountain spring in the east of the village, the spring water gushes out from the bottom of the rock under the mountain cliff, a spring becomes a stream, the water quality is sweet, clear and clear, and it does not dry up all the year round.

Most of the villagers are surnamed Xiang, the man's name is Xiang Mingchun, he is a woodcutter, and his son's name is Xiang Cheng.

Half a month ago, Xiang Mingchun took his son into the mountains to chop wood, and when he returned to the village, he encountered a tiger on the road, in order to give his son a chance to escape, Xiang Mingchun held an axe to meet the tiger, but he was defeated, and his calf was bitten, and he was dragged into the forest.

Xiang Cheng, who was only ten years old, saw this, but refused to run away, and jumped on the tiger's back to strangle the tiger's neck.

The tiger loosened his mouth and let go of Xiang Mingchun, Xiang Cheng was thrown off his back by the tiger, and the father and son were about to die in the tiger's mouth.

It happened that Bai Zihua traveled here, witnessed all this, and was moved by the affection of their father and son, and immediately drew his sword and killed the tiger, not only saving the lives of Xiang Mingchun and his son, but also harvesting a prey.

Xiang Mingchun thanked Bai Zihua for saving his life, and invited him home, Xiang Mingchun only had a flesh wound on his leg, not a bone, which was not serious, and Bai Zihua was treated with medicine, and the injury recovered smoothly.

Bai Zihua found that the people here are simple and humane, and it happened that he had traveled for a long time and wanted to stop, so he decided to stay in this village for a while, three or five years of indefinite, and when it was time to leave, he would leave.

Knowing that he wanted to settle here, Xiang Mingchun and his son were very happy, and immediately said that the matter of building a house was on him.

Xiang Mingchun called a few uncles and brothers to do small work, and Bai Zihua hired carpenters and bricklayers with the money obtained from selling tigers, and the villagers only needed to take care of two meals, and they were in full swing.

After drinking some water and resting for a while, they should hurry up and start working to lay the tiles before sunset.

At this moment, Bai Zihua found that everyone suddenly looked behind him and stopped moving, and when Bai Zihua was surprised, a delicate call sounded behind him: "Brother Mo." ”

Bai Zihua was shocked, turned around slowly, and saw a cloth dress, Hua Qiangu, who was exactly dressed exactly the same as when he first saw her, standing there looking at him with a smile.

"Xiao Gu, why are you here?" Bai Zihua was stunned for a moment before reacting, he didn't ask Hua Qiangu why he knew he was here, because he didn't need to.

"I'm looking for you!" Hua Qiangu stepped forward calmly and greeted the villagers: "Hello everyone." ”

"Hello girl. ”

The villagers also showed a kind smile to this delicate and lovely girl, and Xiang Mingchun gently touched the white painting, and said, "Hey, Brother Mo Bing, don't you want to introduce me?"

"Uh...... She was...... She ......, "Bai Zihua doesn't know how to introduce Hua Qiangu.

Instead, Hua Qiangu smiled generously at Xiang Mingchun: "Big brother, my name is Hua Qiangu, you can call me Xiaogu, I am Brother Mo's...... Good friend, hehe. ”

"Oh...... What a friend!"

Xiang Mingchun's "oh" word is very long, looking at Bai Zi's eyes with a sense of joke, Hua Qiangu's eyes on Bai Zi's affection, a fool can see it, good friend?

Hua Qiangu didn't mean to make a kind joke to Mingchun, and scratched the back of his head with a silly smile on his face.

At this time, Bai Zihua was in the stage where the heartless Dao heart was broken, and the affectionate Dao heart was gradually condensed, and the arrival of Hua Qiangu and the jokes of the villagers made him feel some inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

When he got along with Hua Qiangu in Hualien Village, bit by bit came to mind, and Hua Qiangu's attachment to him that he had not taken to heart at all, but now in retrospect, he was so impressed.

"Is Brother Mo going to settle here?" Hua Qiangu asked with a smile as he stared at Bai Zihua with a pair of clear eyes.

Before Bai Zihua could answer, Xiang Mingchun said first: "The house has been built, so is there a fake?"

Hua Qiangu said embarrassedly: "That...... Can you take me one?"

This time, all the villagers said in unison, "Of course." ”

Bai Zihua was speechless and held his forehead, and turned back to the villagers angrily and said, "What are you fooling about? Go to work! I won't care about food if you delay the night any longer!"

"Hahahaha......"

When the villagers saw Bai Zihua's reaction, not only were they not annoyed, but they laughed one by one and began to work, which is why Bai Zihua liked this village, and the villagers were happy with each other, like a family.