Ling Tian fainted in the wheat field inexplicably, Ling Hu and the others also felt strange, but they didn't find anything abnormal, except for the sudden cold just now, they thought that Ling Tian was frightened when they saw this kind of scene, and they didn't go to their hearts, they picked up Ling Tian and went home.

After being in a coma for several days, the family saw that Ling Tian was breathing smoothly and his complexion was normal, not like he was sick. Thanks to the powerful recovery power of the Emperor Eagle Soul, a few days later, he woke up, his head was still mushy, and it took several weeks to return to normal, Ling Tian knew at a young age that immortals would also deceive people, especially the immortals with dead faces.

There is a fairy who took Zhou Xi, the news spread quickly, ten miles and eight villages are fried pots, many people are with sycophants to Mr. Zhou's house to congratulate, before and after, all kinds of congratulatory gifts, and many people send their dolls to Mr. Zhou to study, some people fanned the flames and said how Mr. Zhou tongued lotus, the baby who taught even the gods admired, and even added fuel and vinegar to say that Mr. Zhou was immortal as soon as he taught, and he could live a long life when he listened to a few words, the immortals all sent their disciples to listen to Mr. Zhou's witty words.

One after another guests stepped through the threshold, he locked the door in a fit of anger, and a note was pasted on both sides of the door, "The cocoon stands alone in this life, and there is no wine to taste the closed door" The two words "thank you" were written on the beam, and everyone was turned away, and he hid in the house of someone in the border village.

Those who came to see that the door was locked, and the congratulatory gifts they carried were not embarrassed to take back, so they were placed at the door of Mr. Zhou, and the door was blocked for a few days, accumulating more and more, and then the visitors needed to open the gifts, only to see the words on the door, so that it took a few months to stop, and the congratulatory gifts on the side of the road were piled up like a hill. The visitors saw that Mr. Zhou was so unkind, so they stopped coming.

Mr. Zhou distributed everything to everyone in the village, and moved back to his own house without keeping any of them.

The people in Linbian Village are not very familiar with Mr. Zhou, and they don't even know his name, earlier he wandered here, ragged, down, and down, and the people in the village saw that he was pitiful, so they gave him some food to eat, the people were pure and good, and people did not have any bad intentions, so that Mr. Zhou slowly liked this place, so he took root here.

The village gave him the house of the deceased old man to live, on weekdays, he saw that his mouth was full of pearls, a belly of ink, and his body was relatively thin, and no one expected him to be able to farm and hunt, the croppers admired the learned, although Mr. Zhou was a little pedantic, but was regarded as the general nature of the reader, everyone often brought various things to Mr. Zhou, over time, so that Mr. Zhou was a little embarrassed, so he taught the children in the village to read and write, the village saw it, and the things were sent more, they all understood that they could not afford to hire a teacher in this poor and remote country, and the men in the small village respected the cultured, and knew that they were a head shorter than others, people rely on the ink in their stomachs to eat, and they have more ability than their own strength.

There is no private school in the village, and there are no teaching equipment, the diligent people have made some of their own, and built a few big houses for Mr. Zhou, and the ordinary daily necessities are also fully prepared, which makes Mr. Zhou even more embarrassed, teaching is also conscientious, in addition to teaching, he sat on the side, without saying a word, fiddling with a broken jade pendant in his hand.

There are some good things in the village, the eldest lady looks like he is fair and clean, unlike the children of the Zhuang family, he talks and behaves like a big family, the village is admired and learned, so he wants to be a matchmaker, Zhang Luo is a beautiful daughter-in-law, I heard that there is a teacher in Linbian Village in other places, and he is also happy to marry the girl, but he is stuck here in Mr. Zhou. Every time he mentioned this matter with some aunts, Mr. Zhou was full of bitterness, shook his head and said, "Lotus white rabbit, go east and west, white rabbit, go east and west....."

The eldest ladies were also puzzled, finding a daughter-in-law and having something to do with the rabbit, but looking at Mr. Zhou's expression, they were very disgusted by the matter, and gradually they stopped mentioning it, the year Ling Tian was born, Mr. Zhou had lived here for more than ten years.

During the days when everyone went out to find medicine, Mr. Zhou also left for a few years, and no one knew what he was doing, but his expression was even more sluggish after he came back, and he was still holding a little doll on his body, and everyone was also curious about what was going on with the child, but Mr. Zhou called him Zhou Xi, since his surname was Zhou, it must be Mr. Zhou's relatives or something, and they were all open and raised the child.

It is only when he is teaching that Mr. Zhou has some expressions, and he always has a gloomy face on weekdays, and no one in the village has ever seen him smile.

Half a year after the Immortal Election, Ling Tian and the other children in the village returned to Mr. Zhou's private school, reading and reading in a regular manner, but there was one less child named Zhou Xi.

After studying the ink, filling the pen, holding the hand, collecting and breaking the hook, chatting about a few strokes, a few lines of dragon wind and phoenix dance words fell on a large piece of paper, Mr. Zhou pasted it on the wall and read it,

Qingying Lingding does not feel pity,

The crane tower looks at each other and the water meets the sky.

Qing'e's sword heart has never been cold,

Douchanjuan in the Moon Cold Palace.

Do you know what that means?" asked Mr. Zhou, looking at the little dolls sitting below.

The little dolls below shook their heads.

Mr. Zhou pointed to the crescent moon mountain in the depths of the white clouds outside the window, his face was slightly sad, and explained: "On the crescent moon mountain on the edge of the sky, there is a group of goddesses and immortals, and the lonely and beautiful shadows are so lovable, but no one pays attention to them, a few cranes flew over their palace, and looked back at the place where the fairy pond is connected to the sky. ”

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, his heart was stunned again, and there was endless sadness in his eyes.

"It's all gone, and that's all for today. ”

The little dolls cheered, and finally they didn't have to tie them to the bench, and they were dull and boring to read and write, and they ran out of the private school like flying. Mr. Zhou looked at the crescent mountain in the distance, shook his head gently, sighed, and sat with a sad face, fiddling with the broken jade pendant.

The original bright red pendant has been a little blackened, but Mr. Zhou is still reluctant to clean, as if there is no original aura after washing, a semi-circular jade pendant, emerald green and warm, broken half, the broken edge has been rubbed, has lost its edges and corners, and has become very smooth, but the other half of the broken does not know where it went.

"Ling Tian, why don't you leave?" Mr. Zhou found Ling Tian on the bench in a daze, and asked with some curiosity.

"Teacher, it's still early, it's okay for me to go back, I want to accompany the teacher for a while, why does Mr. always look at the crescent moon mountain? Have you been to that place?" Ling Tian asked.

"Ling Tian, you are a person with a heart, you have a bad fate for your teacher, and you have no fate to go to that crescent mountain, and you can rely on the crescent moon shadow here as a companion, this life is enough. Mr. Zhou looked at the crescent mountain blankly and said.

"Teacher, the crescent moon mountain is not far away, I remember hearing that there is a fairy palace on the top of the mountain, and some people want to enter it as a disciple. Ling Tian thought about it and said.

"Who said that?" Mr. Zhou asked urgently, his eyes flashing as if he was electrocuted.

"Hmm...... Who is coming? It's Pei'er, yes, it's Pei'er, she said she was going to be a disciple in Asgard, and said that she would definitely be chosen. Ling Tian finally remembered.

"Pei'er?oh!" Mr. Zhou's eyes dimmed again, and he looked dazed, Pei'er had been gone for several years.

"The fairy palace is also known as a teacher, but I have never been to it, and it is a luxury to go to Crescent Mountain, not to mention the fairy palace, the fairy palace is full of goddesses and immortals, and the poems that the teacher wrote just now are imagined by the teacher, and we mortals may not see them in our lifetime. After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, his eyes were a little sparkling.

Ling Tian looked at Mr. Zhou's appearance, feeling a little strange in his heart, he didn't understand why he was always so sullen, his days were carefree, and he had so many partners and delicacies, it was too late to be happy, so what could he worry about.

"Teacher, Ling Tian has retired. Ling Tian also saluted respectfully.

"Go ahead. Mr. Zhou waved his hand, but he didn't even turn his head, and he was immersed in sorrow.

Mr. Zhou didn't have any waves in his heart about Zhou Xi's departure, just stared blankly at the crescent mountain, stunned.