The bustling and simple people forcibly surrounded the village into a lively market.

"Dong Qiao's family has immortals coming, it is really a blessing from the third generation!"

A man with an iron hoe said enviously, his straw sandals still had a little mud attached to them, some of which had been solidified and dried, and he looked like he had just run from the field.

"The traces of immortals, I just heard about it, but I have never seen it with my own eyes, I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I can still witness it, it is really a hundred years in vain. ”

At this moment, an old voice came from behind the crowd, and after hearing this voice, the slightly noisy village immediately fell silent.

A hunchbacked old man with white hair walked slowly from the crowd, he was on a green bamboo cane, his body was clumsy, and his face had several brown spots and deep wrinkles.

Especially in the corner of his eyes, like a mountain peak and ravine, there is no aura fluctuation around his body, he is an ordinary hundred-year-old man, but there is a trace of vicissitudes in his pupils, which is the traces left by time.

"He Lao, why are you here. ”

Dong Qiao also came out of the thatched hut at this moment, saw the old man in the crowd, and immediately stepped forward to help, with respect on his face.

"Hey, Dong Wazi, you can have such a fairy fate, it is also a kind of creation, you have to grasp it!"

The old man was on crutches with one hand, patted Dong Qiao's shoulder with the other, and said earnestly.

"Emmm He Lao, fellow villagers, you have all misunderstood......

Dong Qiao watched these neighbors crowd into the village, thinking that he might embark on the immortal path, so they came one after another to get rid of the immortal spirit.

"I'm almost the age of not being confused, where is there any fairy fate, it's not me who has a fairy fate, but the little nobleman in my house!"

Dong Qiao immediately said with a wry smile, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

......

Suddenly, the bustling crowd was silent, and their eyes showed disbelief.

"Dong Qiao, hurry, go and see if the melons in the field are ripe, I'll go to your house and sit for a while......"

The old man's expression was complicated at the moment, and he immediately said such a sentence to Dong Qiao, and when he spoke, he was about to walk to the thatched house.

At the old man's move, many villagers also rushed over to see the little noble son.

"Oh, don't bother the little nobleman, he needs to recuperate, not in a noisy environment, if you rush in together to disturb, if something goes wrong, the immortals blame it, who can bear it!"

Dong Qiao watched everyone's actions and reluctantly spoke.

When he said this, his expression was earnest, as if he was bitter. The old man also stopped at this moment and nodded.

"Well, yes, it shouldn't be noisy, after all, it's a distinguished guest of Xianyuan, so you can't be disturbed, so as not to make it seem that we are abrupt, let's go back, if you want to be contaminated with Xianyuan, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

The old man nodded, and there was a hint of wisdom in his cloudy eyes.

"What Elder He said is, let's all go back and come back one by one tomorrow. ”

The villagers of Fengxi are all sensible people, and they know which is more important, so they obey the old man's words and leave slowly......

And Dong Qiao's family has a fairy fate, and the guests spread all over Fengxi Village for a while!

A few days later, in the early morning, Zhou Qian was able to walk on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body was gradually filled, he was sitting on a stone platform at the head of Fengxi Village at the moment, closing his eyes to recuperate, running the spiritual technique, and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Brother Zhou, you got up so early, are you practicing immortal arts?"

Suddenly, a sweet and immature voice came from afar, and after Zhou Qian heard it, he immediately opened his eyes and got up, looking at the petite figure on the village road.

It was a little girl in Fengxi Village, with a ponytail, a little blushing face, her eyes were as clear as a pool of water, and there were small moles at the corners of her eyes.

She was carrying a bamboo basket in both hands, the bamboo basket was covered by a piece of blue burlap, Zhou Qian knew that the bamboo basket was full of eggs, it must be very heavy, so he ran forward at this moment and helped carry the bamboo basket.

"Little potato, don't give me any more eggs in the future, there are so many more at home, I can't finish them." ”

Zhou Qian carried the heavy bamboo basket and immediately spoke softly to it.

"It's okay, Brother Zhou, I have ten old hens at home, these are the freshest eggs, you need to rest, of course you have to eat a little more, by the way, tomorrow my mother said that she will make you a box of chicken soup." ”

The girl looked at the big brother in front of her and said with a smile, her eyes curved into a crescent, very cute.

"Oh, I'm fine, I don't need to, look at me walking like flying!"

Zhou Qian, who was afraid that he would not believe it, immediately ran up, like a whirlwind.

"Wow, really. ”

The little girl clapped her hands excitedly, as if she was about to jump, she thought that Zhou Qian could get better, and her eggs had a lot of credit.

In the next few days, different people came to send things to Zhou Gan, and he also met a lot of friends, such as Little Potato, Big Tiger, Er Zhuang, etc., Zhou Qian did not stay in the thatched hut, and from time to time he also followed them to the fields, climbed the mountain, and hunted.

It was a wonderful journey that Zhou Qian had never experienced in the Zhou family, although it was hard, but relying on his own hands to touch nature, feel the recovery and growth of all things, that feeling was something he couldn't touch in the mansion.

Gradually, Zhou Qian actually developed a trace of dependence on this pastoral life, and had an inseparable emotion with this Fengxi Village, like his second home, and even seemed to forget that he was here to practice.

"Brother Zhou, it's time to go home for dinner!"

"Okay!"

Suddenly, Zhou Qian heard a familiar voice, it was Dong Qiao's daughter, named Dong Ru, an innocent and lovely girl, who had a very good temper with Zhou Qian, and was not afraid of his identity, and seemed to treat Zhou Qian as an ordinary person.

Zhou Qian immediately stood up from the field on the field, carried a hoe, and held a thin grass in his mouth, and immediately headed towards the head of Fengxi Village.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm back. ”

After Zhou Qian put the hoe away, he smiled at Dong Qiao and his wife.

"Well, I'm back, the meal is ready, let's eat quickly. ”

The woman came directly to Zhou Qian's side and wiped his sweat, her tone full of love.

"Well, thank you, auntie!"

After Zhou Qian thanked him, he followed him to the house to eat, although the food was not a delicacy of the mountains and seas, but it was also very rich.

Originally, after Zhou Qian woke up, he was arranged to recuperate at home, but Zhou Qian was a naughty master, and he didn't want to stay at home and do nothing, so he proposed to go outside to take a look, plough the fields, farm and hunt or something.

Originally, Dong Qiao directly refused, after all, Zhou Qian's status was noble, and this kind of pastoral life was undoubtedly dirty and tiring for a noble person like him who did not eat fireworks in the world.

But Zhou Qian's mind has been decided, and even said that experiencing rural life is also a kind of practice, Dong Qiao had no choice but to agree, otherwise, he would not dare to let Zhou Qian go to work in the fields or anything.

But Zhou Qian seemed to enjoy this kind of life very much, going to the fields in the morning and hunting in the afternoon, without the slightest sense of fatigue, which undoubtedly gave Dong Qiao a huge blow......

It's been a month, Zhou Qian has been "recuperating" in Fengxi Village for a month, and he has lived a very full life this month, and he has never experienced that kind of fulfillment before.

And one day, suddenly from the top of the green mountain, there was a loud noise, echoing throughout the green mountain, so that Zhou Qian, who was holding a hoe and plowing the ground, looked up, only to see that on the top of the green mountain, a huge sail flag appeared!

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