Let's say that Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou walked and stopped, chatting all the way, although they never said that the mountains and rivers were attracted to bosom friends. But along the way, the two got to know each other a lot. Li Zhiyu has always lived by the mountains and rivers, and he doesn't know much about human accidents; but Zhao Qingrou was born in a famous family and has a large family business. Li Zhiyu listened and thought, and he gained a lot from the local people outside. The two of them traveled for more than ten days, but they left the border of Meiping County, turned south from the mountain road, and entered the territory of Yanhai.

It was originally the place where the army of the former dynasty was tun, the terrain was precipitous, the road extended in all directions, and there was a good water surrounding, it was a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Since the first time the Son of Heaven ascended to the Great Treasure in this dynasty, in order to alleviate the contradiction with Wu Yue, he moved 30,000 soldiers out of the Langhai, transferred to the area of Tunfufeng, and moved more civilians in the north here to use it for the purpose of accumulating grain in Tuntian. However, the Taishou of this county thinks that the terrain of the Langhai Sea is dangerous, and it is actually where the joints of the soldiers are located, and if all the generals and horses move out of this Qianhai County, it will be extremely unfavorable to the defensive position of the Chu army. So follow the old system of the previous dynasty, open the army, run the Liufu, one search and arrest the homeless people moved here, the second moved the inland people here, farming in their spare time, three families in spring and winter, five households as a team, and the school field taught martial arts. Although it is a people's tun, it is actually a military reclamation. Therefore, although there are occasional business and travel exchanges, most of them are selling salt and iron incineration military things, and the bustling and prosperous are not as good as Meiping.

Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou have entered the territory of Langhai, and the things they see in front of them are very different from those in Meiping, a neighboring county. Business travel in Meiping County is really common, even if there is occasional hunger and thirst, on both sides of the road, you can also see nearby farmers set up stalls to sell tea, supplier brigades to quench their thirst and rest. However, in the territory of the Langhai, not to mention the daily necessities of selling cloth, silk, oil and rice, even the sale of easily obtained items such as tea is also very rare. Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou walked straight with thirsty lips and tongues, and they snorted. The two of them looked at the fertile fields in front of them, and the seedlings were green and lush, but the surrounding boundaries were rare rivers and rivers, and they had doubts in their hearts. Li Zhiyu has been reading poetry and books for a long time, and he usually only goes to a remote place, and almost all of his knowledge of the outside world comes from books. The young man's eyes were slightly panicked, and he looked at the girl on the horse.

Li Gongzi, who boasted of reading hundreds of volumes of poetry and books, didn't know how to find water sources to quench his thirst, and didn't know how to find flowers and fruits to satisfy his hunger. The girl's tone was slightly hoarse, indicating that she was thirsty.

Li Zhiyu muttered in his heart, but he was not annoyed when he heard the girl's words, and said softly: "Miss Zhao, I am only a shallow learner in the next place, I really don't understand, if Miss Zhao can solve the doubts in the next, I will be grateful." Li Zhiyu said softly, his expression was much less shy than before, and his tone was also calm and natural, which was due to his familiarity with Zhao Qingrou.

Zhao Qingrou smiled softly and said, "You, a scholar, have never read the old horse to know the way? Today, there is this good horse here, but you can't die of thirst." Zhao Qingrou smiled slyly, jumped off the horse, and let go of the reins in her hand. The beauty has long recognized human nature, although it is difficult to get close to people, but the master's orders are extremely well-behaved.

The beauty hissed lightly, moved her hooves slightly, and walked towards the south of Yanhai County. Li Zhiyu and the two followed. Li Zhiyu originally thought that the so-called old horse knew the way was a lie, but today he saw this beautiful horse neighing softly and walking on a single horse, but he had to believe it. The two of them walked for about an hour, only to see the smoke rising in the distance, wisps of rice fragrant, the two looked at each other, and their hearts were full of joy.

Since the two of them left Meiping County, the journey has become increasingly difficult, and all the way is a remote and wild place, even if there are occasional people, it is also a place where most of them are hungry and barren and poor. Li Zhiyu still remembers that the husband of an old peasant woman was forcibly conscripted into the army by the county guards more than ten years ago and was buried in a stalemate in the battle with Wu Yue. Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou were embarrassed to ask for food to quench their thirst, and the two wanted to say goodbye and move forward, but the old woman was bitter and bitter, and the thin corn in the house was boiled in a pot, and Li Zhiyu and the two had a full meal. Zhao Qingrou took out the precious jade pendant on her body and gave it to her, but the old woman refused to accept it, and finally Li Zhiyu and the two said goodbye at night, and secretly put the jade pendant on the old woman's table, which was given to the old woman. Li Zhiyu traveled all the way, his vision was much broader, and the incomprehensible things in the poetry books he had read in the past had also gained a lot during this journey.

Li Zhiyu and the two gradually walked away with this good horse, and saw the smoke rising in the distance, and the two had a relationship in their hearts. After walking about a mile or two, I saw a father and son plowing in the acres in front of me. The middle-aged man is about forty years old, with three long strands of hair on his face, wrinkled forehead, and a dark color on his body. Due to the midsummer weather, it was already a little hot, and the father and son both took off their robes and coats, and sweated like rain under the sun.

The green seedlings are shaking, and the water in the field is slightly rippling, although there is no sense of rippling in the big river, there are also small waves that are round and wide. Li Zhiyu looked at the two people working in the field, and looked into the distance, trying to find the source of the water flow in the field. Helplessly, there are acres of fertile land around it, and there are many mountains in Meiping next to it, although there is an endless vastness here, but there is no quiet mountain forest. Zhao Qingrou watched the father and son farming for a long time, but there was no sign of stopping, and the sun was already high, the sun was like fire, the father and son were still farming, and they only thought in their hearts, but the father and son did not stop.

Li Zhiyu stood quietly, without saying a word, just watching the father and son plough and rake, and the newly turned land was like fish scales, knotted and connected. The higher the sun, the flue around him, and Zhao Qingrou's stomach growled. Li Zhiyu looked at the girl with a shy expression, so he had to look for the cooking cigarette and leave.

In the distance, I saw an old man running quickly, because he was in too much of a hurry, his body jumped up in the field, and there were more mud marks on his clothes. The old man didn't care much, he just rushed all the way, and occasionally a voice came out. Because the old man was too excited, most of the words he said were repeated, and Li Zhiyu only heard the word "immortal", but he didn't hear anything else.

"Immortals?"

"Immortals, where are there so many immortals in this world. In addition to the half-cut finger old road that made the Nine Heavens Thunder Seal, there is also the old Confucian in Tsing Yi who met in the plum forest like a fairy, as for the others, I never feel like a fairy" Li Zhiyu groaned alone, thinking that the old Confucian in Tsing Yi gave him a bone of "Lu Shu" that day, but he didn't need it very much, if he could give it to Zhao Qingrou.... Li Zhiyu thought of this and imagined thousands of results. He just lowered his head and pondered, but he didn't notice that the old man had finished running on the field trail and came straight to the two of them. Zhao Qingrou's mouth opened slightly, watching the old man get closer and closer, and she didn't know what to do.

Li Zhiyu groaned alone, although Zhao Qingrou was quite a rude person, he didn't care about the old man he saw, and even occasionally stumbled and fell into the field. If you urge the horse to flee at this moment, you can't do it. At this moment, most of the land is fertile land and wasteland, although there are post roads built by nearby farmers, but most of them are only convenient for transporting grain and water, and the land is uneven, but it is difficult to urge horses. Zhao Qingrou was uncertain in her heart, even if she was arrogant, she was also afraid at the moment. The girl clenched her fists tightly, sweat in her hands, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Li Zhiyu, let's run!" Zhao Qingrou suddenly shouted, Li Zhiyu was groaning alone, and he woke up suddenly when he heard this shout, but his mind was swaying. The woman's voice was much sharper than that of the man, not to mention Zhao Qingrou, a young girl, who had excellent physical energy, and at this moment, this shout shocked the father and son who were farming alone in the field to look at what was going on. Father and son looked up at a pair of young men and women on the field path. The father and son looked at Li Zhiyu and the others suspiciously, and then looked at the old man running in the distance, their eyes full of doubts.

"Immortals, immortals...... The gods are coming. The old man said while running, because the old man had been running for a long time, his breath was not smooth, and his words were intermittent, and Li Zhiyu didn't understand it very well.

Li Zhiyu looked at the old man who ran closer, although the big man was drenched and covered in mud, but the old man's face was full of smiles, showing that what happened made the old man very happy, and he didn't have time to breathe all the way. Li Zhiyu saw that the old man looked very happy, as if he was in a state of madness, seeing that Zhao Qingrou was still standing still and not moving, Li Zhiyu stepped forward and protected the girl behind him, just looking at the old man's recent figure. Zhao Qingrou saw Li Zhiyu standing in front of her, and her heart warmed slightly.

The girl looked at the young man in front of her carefully, and her heart was warm. used to think that he would only rely on the wings of others, and would only rely on the strength of others, and his personality was cowardly and unconfident. But now Li Zhiyu is standing in front of him, as if he is sheltering himself from the wind and rain, but the young man's thin body is as tall as a mountain at this moment. Zhao Qingrou's face was slightly red, thinking of her father's reading poetry and books during the day, and the appearance of a soldier in charge of the army, but she felt that the two secretly coincided at the moment.

The young man is weak and self-reliant; the young man is timid and strong.

The old man came all the way to catch his breath, and finally walked to the path where Li Zhiyu and the others were next to Tian Long. The old man said breathlessly: "Peng Cheng, Peng Cheng, the gods are coming, the gods are coming." The man in the field heard this, a pair of slightly dim eyes at this moment burst into light, the original stiff face turned into ecstasy, the man dropped the ploughing tool in his hand, smiled and smiled, there were tears on his face. Li Zhiyu didn't know what to say, if there were really immortals to overcome this suffering, then why were he so weeping.

The field was silent, and there was silence all around, Li Zhiyu looked at the man with tears and snot, and for some reason, he suddenly felt pity in his heart. If you can really find a place to return in reality, why pursue the ethereal "immortals". Li Zhiyu's heart was gloomy, just looking at the panting and muddy old man, wanting to hear his next words.

"Peng Cheng, go back, go back, immortals, immortals are here. The old man said the gods several times in a row, and his face was pious and afraid. There is both the liberation from the sea of suffering, and the fear of being disconnected from reality. The man called "Peng Cheng" took a few steps to the shore, and was overjoyed, and the basket in his hand was thrown down in a panic, splashing a lot of water in the mud. The old man's words listened to by the young man around him were still a little wooden, just holding the sickle in his hand blankly, looking at the people on the shore, but the young man's eyes were unfocused, and his gaze was slightly empty. Li Zhiyu saw that the middle-aged man was walking and approaching, and was about to ask the old man who the "fairy" was, but the man didn't look at the two of them, but just ran in the direction of the old man.

The old man stood still, watching the man walk briskly, covered in mud. The old man said: "Pengcheng, hurry up and go to the east of the village to wash, wash it so that you can meet the gods." Li Pengcheng heard the old man's words, suddenly patted his head, and hurriedly said: "Extremely, extremely." The two of them searched for the path and walked to the east.