There is a small stream to the south of Daping Village, and the direct flow of the stream is divided into several small ditches, which flow around the old man's backyard, where there is a small bucket half-upside down.

At night, there is starlight sprinkled on the ditch, small courtyard, and bucket, and the water is sparkling and silver.

It is a sign that tomorrow will also be a sunny day.

Cheng Zhaozhao carried the bucket into the house, rolled up his sleeves to reveal a white and tender arm, held a rag and carefully wiped the kitchen stove, looking at the places that have been in and out every day for more than a year, his movements couldn't help but be gentle.

Old man Ji was pacing in the kitchen one acre and three points of land, back and forth with his hands behind his back, muttering in his mouth: "The immortal cultivation world is not Daping Village, there are not so many good people. You are a girl's family, you have no backing, you have no ability, if you don't have the ability, wouldn't you be a dog bun and beat a dog?"

Without Cheng Zhaozhao's reminder, Old Man Ji quickly 'bah' twice: "Bad spirits are not good." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao wiped the last corner of the stove and said: "That's where my dad used to live, although I don't know what my dad went through there to take me away to the south, but I remember that every time I talk about that place, my dad always has light in his eyes." So much so that I always wonder, what the hell is Dongling?"

"Where else can it be, the immortal cultivators in Dongling are all a bunch of crazy people. When I was young, I was too impulsive, so I wanted to be an immortal cultivator, and in the end, my wife was separated and my family was ruined. When you get old, you finally have a granddaughter-in-law, but you are leaving......" Old man Ji said with a bitter face.

"You still have a scholar, and he will accompany you. I... I'll come back often to see you old. ”

"Look at that stinky boy, holding a book all day long, either in the academy or in the study, where can you see a human figure. I think I shouldn't have let him read at the beginning, and he would have become a nerd when he reads. Speaking of his grandson, Old Man Ji became angry, stood at the kitchen door with his waist crossed, and scolded at the closed study.

The next moment, the door of the study was pushed open, and the wooden door creaked at the right time.

Old man Ji shrank his head and blocked Cheng Zhaozhao in front of him with his backhand.

"Grandpa thinks his grandson is unfilial. The nerd in Old Man Ji's mouth was standing at the door of the study at the moment, looking at him behind Cheng Zhaozhao lightly.

"Oh, there is. Who said that my grandson is not filial, granddaughter-in-law, did you hear that?" Old man Ji patted Cheng Zhaozhao on the shoulder.

Cheng Zhaozhao held back a smile and pointed to Qianli who was tidying up his feathers in the corner of the door and said, "Old man, no wonder you always like to scold Qianli for being a quail." This shrunken look is really quite similar. ”

Chisato suddenly looked up, glanced innocently at the two people standing at the kitchen door, flapped his wings and jumped away.

jumped to the door of the scholar, and a white shadow quickly rushed out of the study, and the next moment it was in the same place with Qianli.

Qianli changed his previous sluggishness, his eyes were wide open, full of sharpness, and he clucked.

One black and one white rolled in one place, screaming, rattling, and soon rolled out of the yard together.

"Hehe, look at it, these two will fight as soon as they meet, hey, don't fight, don't fight!" Old man Ji grabbed this gap and chased Qianli and Shunfeng out.

Shunfeng is a snow-white little wolf cub with a very cute furry coat. When the scholar went to the mountains to pick up not only Cheng Zhaozhao, but also it. To be more precise, it was because the little wolf cub that he picked up was screaming somewhere in the snowy mountain, so that the scholar found her dying.

For the 'life-saving benefactor', Cheng Zhaozhao naturally likes it very much, and even the name was chosen by her. It's just that Chisato and Shunfeng don't seem to deal with each other since they were children, chasing and fighting as soon as they meet, especially when she wants to tease Shunfeng.

"I'm leaving. In the future, Grandpa Ji will ask you to take care of it. Cheng Zhaozhao stepped forward and officially said goodbye.

The scholar nodded, his handsome face didn't have much expression, he just handed her a book in his hand: "This book is very good, you can read it when you have time." ”

Written in white paper, without a title. Most of these books are copied by the scholars themselves, not from one book, but from many books, and if he thinks they are good, he will copy some of them. Cheng Zhaozhao will ask him for the whole book when he sees the highlights.

"Thank you. This sentence is what Cheng Zhaozhao said most often to scholars.

The scholar's gaze turned away from her and landed on a spot under the coin tree. There was a bare peach branch, stuck diagonally in the soil.

"Did you go to test the spiritual root today?" Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly remembered that the people in the village had gone to test it later.

The scholar nodded: "The whole village ...... No one in our village can get this fairy fate. ”

"Only me?" Cheng Zhaozhao was very surprised, could it be that God heard her vision and gave her this opportunity.

"I once heard my ancestors say that the Cangwu Mountains are complex and dangerous. Daping Village is surrounded by a natural barrier, which is difficult for ordinary outsiders to find, although this place is unique to feng shui, but it is also only an ordinary place. "The scholar doesn't seem surprised that he doesn't have a spiritual root.

Cheng Zhaozhao is deeply aware of the unique feng shui, and has never been sick since she recovered from a serious illness. The body and skin are nourished by the mountains and rivers here, and they become white and delicate.

"It's a pity. ”

"People live for a lifetime, plants and trees for an autumn, and they are immortals and people, as long as they are worthy of themselves, it is enough. ”

Probably because he has been teaching and educating people for a long time, the words of the scholar are all sincere teachings to Cheng Zhaozhao.

"You're right. ”

"Rest well, and get up early tomorrow to hurry. The scholar said as he turned around and went back to the house.

"Later, I will come back to see you. ”

"Yes, but you don't have to force it. The scholar returned to the house, and the candlelight silhouette in the room showed that he was holding the book again and continuing to read.

The scholar is really cold, but also warm. If you choose according to your temperament, I am afraid that he is the most suitable person for cultivating immortals in the entire Daping Village.

No, Zhao Zhao is not a hypocritical person, she has experienced too much life and death at a young age, she is just looking forward to returning to Daping Village one day, hoping to see a scholar marry a wife and have children, and Old Man Ji can have children and grandchildren.

......

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Zhaozhao cleaned up before dawn and burned Old Man Ji's favorite breakfast in the kitchen and warmed it.

There was no movement in Old Man Ji's room, most of them hadn't woken up yet, Cheng Zhaozhao picked up his bags and saw that the candlelight in the study had been lit. I couldn't help but whisper to the study: "I'm leaving." ”

Looking around the whole yard, the study, the kitchen, and the well, carefully imprinted each place in my mind, and the strings of copper coins on the trees swayed as if to say goodbye to her.

Glancing at the bare peach branch under the tree, Cheng Zhaozhao thought about it, scooped a pool of well water from the well and poured it. She wanted to water the dead branches every time, but it was always the scholar who took the lead. This is the first time, but it is also the last.

The fence gate of the courtyard closed gently, and Cheng Zhaozhao bowed to the door, and then strode away.