The person who spoke walked slowly forward in green clothes and cloth shoes, with silver silk crane hair, and crutches. The man, though his pace was slow, his face was full of ravines, and he showed his old appearance. But his eyes are still blazing and unfazed.

When Sishui saw this person, he hurriedly clasped his hands and said respectfully: "I've seen the village chief!"

Everyone else greeted them respectfully.

The village chief nodded slightly to everyone, and then said to Sishui: "You come to the ancestral hall, I have something to say to you." With that, he turned and left.

Sishui didn't dare to slack off, and immediately followed.

After a quarter of an hour's walk, the village chief led Sishui into front of a courtyard.

The building of this courtyard is taller than ordinary houses, the walls are all made of bluestone, two stone lions stand on the left and right in front of the door, and a large pond is artificially hewn behind the cinnabar-colored gate. At a glance, you can also see several red and white koi swimming in the water. Behind the pond there is a huge stone incense burner, and three incense sticks stand in the giant furnace and burn wisps of green smoke. Thick incense ash has already accumulated in the furnace, and I don't know what year or month.

Sishui stood in front of the door, looked up, and saw that there was a fast wooden sign hanging on the eaves, with the word ancestral hall written on it.

It turns out that this is the ancestral hall in the village. Thinking about the courtyard where Daddy Chen lived, several houses were made of loess, and the roofs were only thatched. Most of the people in the village are similar to Chen's father, and the house does not have too many bricks and tiles.

A barren village, the construction of the ancestral hall is extremely elegant. Sishui secretly sighed in his heart.

"Please. ”

The village chief reminded when he saw Sishui lose his mind.

Seeing this, Sishui hurriedly followed.

After entering the ancestral hall, the village chief dismissed all the onlookers who were doing good things, and ordered the doors and windows to be closed, and took Sishui through the atrium to the back hall.

There is only a small ventilation window in the back hall, and the room is dim. Unhurried, the village chief took out the fire fold from his sleeve and lit it up one by one along the candlesticks on both sides of the wall.

At this time, Sishui saw clearly that there were dense spiritual positions in front of him. He secretly counted in his heart, and there were more than 100 of them. He understood that the deceased ancestors of the villagers would worship their houses. The people enshrined in this ancestral hall should only be those who have made great contributions to the village. With so many spiritual positions, isn't the history of this stone village thousands of years old.

After seeing that there was no one around, the village chief asked, "Do you know why the bandits from Cangmu Mountain attacked the village?"

Si Shui looked suspicious and said, "The juniors don't know! But, listen to the conversation you talked with the bandit leader before." They're looking for something, right?"

The village chief took out an object from his chest, handed it to Sishui, and said, "You know this thing." ”

Sishui took it and took a look, this thing was in the shape of a lotus petal, the whole body was dark green, with sharp edges and corners, and it looked like a wooden card. But when you start it, you have a vibrant feel that it doesn't feel like wood. The surface is smooth like jade, and a strange pattern is engraved on the back.

Si Shui pondered for a moment, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Isn't this my wooden card? Is it the one that Daddy Chen searched out of me after he rescued me? After I lost my memory, all the things I carried on my body were handed over to Daddy Chen for safekeeping. How could it be with you?"

As he spoke, Sishui frowned and glanced at the village chief coldly.

The village chief was first stunned, then patted Si Shui's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'll show you another thing." ”

As he spoke, the village chief turned around and looked at the many spiritual positions in front of him.

After a moment, his eyes flashed, and he held one of them with both hands. Then, with a slight twist of his hand, he turned the spiritual position around in a half-circle.

At this moment, there was a noise on the wall on the side, and a dark grid suddenly appeared.

Sishui's expression moved, and then he returned to normal.

The village chief stepped forward and took out a box from the dark grid. The box is actually made of rosewood wood, with gilt borders at the four corners, and the top is engraved with the pattern of double dragons playing with pearls.

This box is priceless, I don't know what it contains. Sishui was secretly surprised in his heart. However, he still maintained an indifferent look on his face.

The village chief glanced at Sishui, nodded silently, opened the box, and handed the contents to Sishui.

"This !!"

Sishui was dumbfounded, and was stunned by what he saw in front of him.

I saw that this thing, in the shape of lotus petals, was white all over, and there was a strange pattern on it. That's right, the pattern is exactly the same as the wooden sign on Sishui, but the color and material are different. This one is more like a stone plaque, and it feels heavier. But it's clear that there must be some kind of connection between these two things.

"Do you think these two things are similar?"

The village chief's voice sounded softly from the side.

Sishui came back to his senses at this time, and after calming down, he nodded and replied, "That's right." Moreover, I think these two things should be one, maybe there are still a few pieces missing, and together they are a whole. ”

After speaking, he rubbed his hands together, and then asked, "I don't know where this stone tablet in the village came from and what it was used for?"

After pondering for a moment, the village chief shook his head and said, "This thing was handed down a long time ago. At that time, there was a very powerful spirit master in the village. It is said that this person can cross the void in the void, subdue demons with a sword, and has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. One day, he suddenly returned to the village, handed it over to the village chief at the time, and instructed him to stay with his life. Wait for someone to arrive in the future, and then entrust this thing to him. ”

"Destined person?" Sishui felt mysterious when he heard it, and couldn't help but interrupt.

The village chief smiled slightly, glanced at him, and then said, "That day, after we sent you back, we questioned Chen Laosan. He said that he saved you from drowning three years ago, and he took you in when he saw that you had no memory. Then, he took out what you were carrying with you at the time. I saw your similar wooden sign at a glance. However, there were a lot of people here at the time, so I didn't call you here until today. You stayed here by chance, and you happened to save us. Perhaps, this is fate. This thing is yours from now on. ”

After speaking, the village chief picked up three incense sticks and walked to the candle flame and slowly lit them. Then he bowed three times to the spiritual seat in front of him and inserted it into the incense burner.

After doing this, the village chief breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had unloaded the burden of a thousand catties.

A thing I don't know what it is, a small village. Dozens of generations have been waiting silently, and today it has finally scratched a full stop.

Sishui put away the two signs close to his body, stood in place, silent, and quietly watched the village chief finish all this.

After coming out of the ancestral hall, the sun has half set in the western mountains, leaving only the golden afterglow to stretch the shade of the trees.

Sishui couldn't help but feel a little sentimental as he looked at the curling smoke rising from all over the village. After all, it was the only place he remembered, and now he was leaving.

Even if Father Chen persuaded him repeatedly, he didn't stay to finish his meal before leaving. I simply packed my bags and left. The only regret is that I didn't see Chen Qiao before leaving. Maybe I'm afraid that I can't bear it, so I hide from him.

Sishui traveled on the official road for more than half an hour, and then saw the lights of the county town in the distance. He secretly rejoiced in his heart: if it was a little later, he would have missed the time to enter the city. At that time, he will have to spend the night in this wilderness.

The nearby county seat, called Cangmu City, was coming from afar at this time.

The person who entered the city was dressed in a black suit, with a white jade pendant hanging from his waist, and this ink-colored long sword was also carried on the side of his bag. The man looked hurried, as if he was in a hurry. When the guards in the city saw the swordsman dressed up, they didn't dare to offend, so they let this person enter the city. This person is none other than Sishui, who has changed into a suit. He was dressed before he was killed that day, and when he tried it today, he was not majestic.

Although it has been ten years old, the city is still brightly lit, as if it were day. The voices of vendors along the street come and go, and all kinds of antiques and jade, snacks from the north and south are endless.

At this time, Sishui changed his usual serious appearance, constantly going back and forth between the stalls, like a child. Finally, his gaze stopped in one place. As if he had made up his mind, he nodded to himself, and then strode forward.

I saw that where Sishui's eyes fell, two wooden boxes were placed. The wooden box is about 3 feet 3 inches high and more than 1 foot wide. On top of the wooden box is a stack of blue and white porcelain bowls stacked high, and two wooden spoons are placed on the side. There is a white greenhouse on the top, and a lantern is hung in the corner of the shed, and the lantern is written with the three big characters of 'Yangchun Noodles'.

The Yangchun noodles of this house are as clear as water, the noodles are as thin as silk, and only a little green onion is put on it. Under the lights, the noodle soup is like the morning sun dazzling, and the young buds break through the snow.

The village where Sishui is located is not far from the county seat. Whenever he caught fish and shrimp, Daddy Chen would bring him to the city to sell them. Then I ate a bowl of this time-honored Yangchun noodle, and the fatigue at the end of the day was completely gone. For this side, the two of them can be said to be unable to get tired of eating no matter how they eat. But today, he was the only one who came to eat.

After Sishui sat down, he looked very disappointed, and said in a low voice: "Shop, a bowl of Yangchun noodles!"

"Well! The shopkeeper replied in a loud voice.

Sishui placed the package on his back on the table and unloaded a dark black sword from his waist. He looked at the long sword in his hand stupidly, his hands caressing the scabbard, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

This sword was the same one he used that day, but the appearance of the two was very different. If it weren't for the trust in Daddy Chen, Sishui would have thought that someone had changed the prince with a tanuki.

Although he was conscious of his actions that day, he couldn't control his body. It's like there's another person in your body. Also after that day, Sishui also found that there was a force circulating in his body, but it was very weak. Maybe it's the so-called spirit master's qi sea, I don't know who to ask, and I don't dare to ask.

After a while, the noodles were on the table. Sishui's index finger moved, so he put his thoughts aside and ate it in a big gulp.

"I don't know if there's anyone sitting here. ”

Just as he was feasting on the four waters, a faint voice came from his ears.