Today, Shicun is different from the past, every household is busy at home, and few villagers go out.

This was due to an invitation from outside the mountain inviting Ishimura to participate in the annual "fair" event.

Villages within a radius of thousands of miles will bring the specialties of the mountains out to exchange with everyone, bartering for things, and every family is preparing items and going out to exchange for some of their own needs.

Xiao Yao Yi walked to a very simple straw hut with small steps, and shouted, "Old smoker grandpa, are you there? I'm here to get the tobacco." ”

"Xiao Yi, come in," came the old smoker's voice from inside the room.

Xiao Yao Yi, the old smoker's grandfather's residence, has been here a few times, and he wanted to visit the old man more, but the old smoker's grandfather said that there is no need to come, the old man likes to be clean.

I heard the old man in the village say that the old smoker was rescued by the villagers in the river eleven years ago.

The old smoker planted a good hand of tobacco, which is liked by the villagers, usually the old man takes some tobacco and exchanges some daily necessities with the villagers, and the old smoker has no quarrel with the world, and gets along well with the neighbors.

Xiao Yao Yi walked into the old smoker's house, there was no one in the house, and when he walked to the backyard, he found that there were twenty-four wooden stakes in the garden that were constantly shaking, and he had to go through the wooden stakes if he wanted to go over.

Xiao Yao Yi knew that this was the old smoker grandfather testing him.

Xiao Yao Yi tightened his clothes and pants, tied up his hair, raised his heels slightly, and adjusted his breathing.

Seeing a direction, a "boom" rushed out, like a sharp arrow, and broke into the formation.

These wooden stakes can't hurt Xiao Yao Yi at all, even if they hit him head-on, they won't hurt Xiao Yao Yi in the slightest.

But if you carefully find that each stake is only linked with a thin silk rope like a hair, once touched, the stake will fall directly, then Yao Yi will fail.

In the wooden array, Xiao Yao Yi is sometimes like a dancing butterfly, sometimes like a tiger predatoring, sometimes like a giant frog jumping, and sometimes like a snake aisle.

Fierce, soft, such as a beauty dancing pleasing to the eye, and like a Han dancing sword, rigid and soft go hand in hand, incredible.

"Haha, old smoker grandpa, I'm here. ”

Seeing that he had passed the level, Xiao Yao Yi shouted happily, but before he could be happy, a hemp cloth bag smashed in his face.

The little Yao Yi who smashed was disgraced, "Go ahead," the voice of the old smoker grandfather came from inside the house.

"Oh," Xiao Yao Yi held his mouth, picked up the big sack of burlap in front of him, and walked out.

After Yao Yi left, the old smoker looked at the direction where Xiao Yao Yi left, stroked his goatee, nodded with satisfaction, and bowed his head to himself:

"Talent is rare! If you learn the method of spiritual energy, it will be amazing to control this step of crossing the world. ”

"It's a good seedling, it's a pity that the old man is about to leave, otherwise he can cultivate this child well. ”

Then he looked at the fresh wild fruits in the cloth bag on the side, there were dewdrops on the wild fruits, and they had just been picked, and the wild fruits around Shicun were picked empty, and the old man looked at the direction of the depths of the mountain, and fell into deep thought.

Xiao Yao Yi handed over the tobacco to Grandpa Li, and this trip to participate in the "bazaar" was led by Grandpa Li.

Seeing that several carriages were full, Xiao Yao Yi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Grandpa Li, how many things do you have to change to come back?"

Grandpa Li was a little worried, and said, "The more things, the less you change." ”

Looking at Xiao Yaoyi's puzzled eyes, he said, "How can there be such a big bag of precious things?"

Without waiting for Xiao Yao Yi to answer, Grandpa Li whispered again: "This year, there are only more changes, hunting steel, crop seeds, and fabrics, these things can only be used sparingly this year, hey." ”

Xiao Yao Yi thought about Grandpa Li's words, and after a while, he returned to the village chief and rushed to say: "Grandpa the village chief, I will also go to this market, I can move things when I grow up, and I can still call." ”

Then he looked at the village chief's grandfather, who had not let him go out because he was still young a few times.

"Okay, let's go together this time," the village chief agreed to Xiao Yao Yi in a rare and refreshing manner.

"Is the village chief's grandfather going with him this time?" Although Xiao Yao Yi was happy, he heard that the village chief was also going together, although the village chief's grandfather had been to the market in the past, but not many times.

"Well, if I don't look at you, you're going to cause trouble for Grandpa Li again," the village chief tapped Xiao Yao Yi's little head, but his eyes were full of love.

"Grandpa the village chief, I promise to be obedient," Xiao Yao Yi patted his chest and immediately assured the village chief that he would be obedient.

After the villagers of Shicun stocked up on the whole box, they finally felt that they had brought enough items, and under the eyes of the villagers, under the leadership of the village chief and Grandpa Li, a group of more than ten people left Shicun.

The old man sat in the carriage, and the young and strong men led the carriage and walked in front.

And in one of the carriages, at the top of the pile, sat a young man and a young girl.

The young man looked into the distance, his eyes were resolute, his fighting spirit was arrogant, that was the sprout of enthusiastic youth, that was the yearning for the bright world, the vision of the future, and that was the place to realize the picture in people's hearts.

The girl looked at the boy next to her.

The setting sun stretched the figure of the boy and girl at the top very long, until the stone tablet engraved with the word "stone village" at the entrance of the village.

The stele was silent, standing silently, as if sending everyone off silently.