The next day, Wang Ruoli took Kou Xin and a group of guards, and rode a horse in civilian clothes against the quiet morning light.

In less than an hour, it was already approaching the vicinity of the Red Maple Mountains.

Walking along the official road, Wang Ruoli found that there were always threes and twos on the road, and there were pedestrians wearing various weapons passing by, and like himself, they gathered in the direction of the hill at the junction of Xialan Town and Luoshui Town, it seems that the purpose of these people is self-evident!

The group had just crossed a stone bridge, and quietly, from a village in the distance, there was the sound of Langlang reading, the voice was clear and full of enthusiasm!

Wang Ruoli couldn't help but look sideways, only to see a half-zhang wide quiet road, from the wide official road, zigzag to the distant village, along the way the clear water murmuring, fertile fields horizontally, and a few maple trees posture clinging, interplay this country field, under the warm morning sun, like a paradise located at the foot of the red maple mountain!

Wang Ruo got off the horse and approached, only to see a mottled and grayed stone tablet erected at the intersection of the path, with the words "Xiaofeng Village" written on it.

Kou Xinlama, who was accompanying him on the side, approached and said, "Young master, it's not too early, we still have to rush to the mining area and meet with Liang Zhangshi!"

"Wait a minute!" Wang Ruo floated, looking at the small village in the distance and was slightly distracted, he remembered clearly in his heart, when he got the red maple leaf, the words that appeared on it were written, the red maple demon lord was born in Xiaofeng Village since he was a child, and then because the village was destroyed due to the disaster, he was alone in the rivers and lakes.

Of course, that was thousands of years ago, and it was not uncommon for villages to be rebuilt. It's just that for no reason, Wang Ruoli always felt that there was a trace of strangeness in this village, and let himself be filled with a sense of curiosity, curious to enter the village and take a look!

At this time, a woodcutter in the village came back from chopping wood, but he saw that the woodcutter was tall, carrying an iron axe at his waist, a bundle of firewood on his back, his clothes were slightly shabby, and although the trousers on his calves were pulled high, they were covered with mud like the straw sandals on his feet.

The woodcutter walked directly past Wang Ruoli and them leisurely, and without looking at it, he walked on the country road, the speed was not fast, but the pace under his feet was calm!

"This uncle, are you a villager in this village?" Wang Ruoli wanted to call the woodcutter and asked, "May I ask when this village was built?"

I don't know if the woodcutter was deaf and didn't hear, or if he didn't want to pay attention to Wang Ruoli at all, and still walked straight forward without hurrying.

"It's so rude......" When Kou Xin saw it, his anger surged up, and he was about to attack.

"Kou Xin, accompany me into the village to take a look!" Wang Ruoli grabbed Kou Xin and ordered the guards behind him, "The others will wait here first!"

"Yes!" the rest of the guards replied.

Wang Ruoli took Kou Xin, followed the path, walked into the village, and saw that the village was peaceful and peaceful, at this time a group of free-range black ducks were happily playing in the small pond, and there were several farmers in the farmland next to the village were weeding and watering, and a yellow-haired earth dog, showing his humble head from a pile of haystacks, looked at Wang Ruoli and the two, barked a few times, and seemed to hide back in the haystack in fear.

The village is simple and clean, but there is nothing special, along the stone path in the village, following the sound of reading, Wang Ruoli and the two soon came to the village school.

I saw the study school that greeted the eyes of the two of them, the courtyard was clear, fresh and pleasant, even the fallen leaves and dust had been cleaned, and a large pile of yellow ashes were piled up in an inconspicuous corner.

What is particularly striking is that the study hall is densely planted with various blue and purple flowers and plants, and the whole study hall seems to be surrounded by a sea of blue and purple.

Fuchsia hyacinth, blue-purple moonflower, pinkish-purple phalaenopsis, purple faceflower, translucent cornflower......

A beautiful woman wearing a bright blue tulle dress is holding a watering can, concentrating on watering the flowers, indulging in the sea of flowers, and the waist-length long hair pouring down, and the surrounding flowers and plants are so harmonious, as if standing among the flowers and fairies!

"Little brother, why are you staring at people like this, people will be shy!" The beautiful woman in the blue dress noticed that Wang Ruoli and the two were staring at herself, and her expression was suddenly a little embarrassed, her face was slightly blushing, and her eyes seemed to be dripping water, but this shy appearance added to her charming charm, "Sister...... Isn't it pretty?"

"Good...... It's beautiful!" Wang Ruoli couldn't help blurting out, and then felt rude, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb my sister watering the flowers!"

"Hehehe!" The beautiful woman in the blue dress covered her mouth and smiled, put down the watering can, twisted her waist like a willow, moved her steps lightly, walked a few steps closer, her beautiful eyes blinked, and looked at Wang Ruoli and said, "Where is the little brother?

"Sister...... Sister, don't misunderstand!" Wang Ruoli couldn't resist a little, and hurriedly apologized, "The little brother strayed into here, there is a lot of disturbance, and I hope my sister won't be surprised!"

"It's just that I entered by mistake, oops, I didn't come to find my sister, people will be very sad......" The beautiful woman in the blue dress said while her face was full of shame and resentment, and she turned her face shyly, and the hair that reflected the light of the rising sun was blown by the breeze, and the starry eyes under the hair suddenly flashed a trace of coldness, and she was about to pick a lone human face flower.

"Xiang'er, don't frighten the little brother!" At this time, a middle-aged scribe slowly walked out of the school, eight feet long, with a face like a crown of jade, delicate and elegant, fluttering like a fairy! What an elegant scribe, especially the bright smile, people can't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

"Sir...... How can Xiang'er have ......" The beautiful woman in the blue dress held her peach-like cheeks with her hands, and her mouth was aggrieved.

"This gentleman ......," Wang Ruoli stepped forward and saluted.

"The contemptible man is the teacher of this school. The elegant scribe smiled and said, "The little brother looked at Miansheng, I don't know who it is?"

"Boy Wang Ruoli, my father is Wang Tianyang of the Jingyang Wang's family!" Wang Ruoli said honestly, "The boy heard the sound of reading in the school when he was far away on the official road, and in such a remote mountain, he could have such a son who likes to read, all thanks to the teaching of a gentleman like Mr."

"Where and where, it's just a little bit of a small effort to teach the children in the village to learn characters and read Chinese!" The elegant scribe smiled slightly, and said calmly and quietly, "Jingyang Wang's family, that's a famous family in Jingxiang Country, it's really disrespectful, disrespectful! The little brother seems to have been in the dust all the way, how can he move here?"

"Don't hide it, sir, the kid just passed by the entrance of the village, saw the words 'Xiaofeng Village' on the stone tablet at the intersection, and remembered an old man whose hometown was also Xiaofeng Village, and couldn't help but come in and take a look!" As soon as Wang Ruoli finished speaking, he was shocked that he had lost his words, how could he tell this elegant scribe what he wanted so easily.

"It turns out that it's because of 'Xiaofeng Village'!" Hearing this, the elegant scribe's face changed slightly, and then he smiled slightly, "Could it be that he is an old man from the same village as me?"

The beautiful woman in the blue dress, who was listening to the conversation between the two, sneered out loud when she heard this, like a row of neat white teeth between her red lips with Zhu Dan.

The elegant scribe glared at the beautiful woman in the blue dress with a sneer, and then said to Wang Ruoli with a smile: "Don't just stand, let's go into the back room to talk!

The elegant scribe turned around, looked into the school, and said loudly: "Ah Ming, don't be lazy, boil water and watch tea!"

Wang Ruoli, accompanied by an elegant scribe, walked into the school.

When I passed through the courtyard, I saw more than a dozen children of different ages practicing calligraphy.

When I entered the inner room, I saw that although the furnishings were simple, it was not too bright.

A big man was boiling water in a corner of the back room, and the water in the kettle was already boiling.

"Sir, I'm not lazy this time, this pot of water is boiled with firewood!" The big man turned around and said to the elegant scribe, it was the tall woodcutter that Wang Ruoli had met at the entrance of the village before.

"You don't make a draft when you lie, it's been less than half an hour since you entered the house with firewood on your back, and now the pot of water is already boiling!" the elegant scribe reluctantly gave him a roll of the eyes, "It's strange to believe you!"

"Sir Wise, you have pierced it all at once!" the tall woodcutter scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Little brother, please take a seat!" The elegant scribe took the silver kettle handed over by the tall woodcutter with his right hand, sat down cross-legged, turned over the tea set on the coffee table with his left hand, slowly rinsed and drained it with boiling water, and then took out a delicate small jade box, with a little index finger, and the lid of the box was lightly opened, but the slightest green air rose up.