Mr. Li, who was rescued by the villagers, finally left in the fourth year, but everyone in Linjia Village knew that as long as he was alive, he would definitely return here, because he left the most important thing here.

In the past four years that Mr. Li has been a teacher in Linjia Village for three and a half years, with his stubborn body, Mr. Li's knowledge and insight are much stronger than the original teaching Mr. Lin Tianyi in the village, Lin Tianyi is only one of the few scholars in the Lin clan, but unfortunately there is not a lot of ink in his stomach. Let the children in the village have countless fantasies about the wonderful world outside, whether it is the court for the benefit of the officials, or the knights of the rivers and lakes are happy and revenge.

Moreover, because of his young son, Mr. Li often went deep into Qinglong Mountain to collect medicines, and every time he came back, he would give the extra medicinal materials to the villagers, and over time, the simple and kind villagers gradually regarded Mr. Li and his son as villagers.

It's just that he still left, alone.

Since then, the gentleman in Linjia Village, who doesn't talk a lot, but can teach a lot, has disappeared, and the patriarch Lin Mantang's family has added a four-year-old grandson.

No one in the patriarch's family knew what Mr. Li and the old patriarch had talked about, and they didn't have to know, because they had already regarded the poor and lucky child as their own family. Li Hanxiao, this is the child's real name, nickname Xiaoxiao, when Mr. Li left, Li Hanxiao's real name was changed to Lin Yanyue, and he became the younger brother of Lin Jiaoyang, the little chubby duner.

The passage of ten years has not brought much change to this quiet mountain village, but the person who left at the beginning is still silently influencing something.

Linjia Village is a village surrounded by mountains on three sides, the mountains are not very high, but the vegetation is luxuriant, all kinds of game is also a lot, and there is a mountain road at the entrance of the village leading to the outside, the mountain road passes through the side of Qinglong Mountain, Qinglong Mountain is not only high, but also very large, no one in Linjia Village can even say how big Qinglong Mountain is, this Qinglong Mountain is also a holy place for many small villages around, because there are countless kinds of medicinal materials on Qinglong Mountain, people in the village will prepare some, and then pick them when they run out, but these villages have a rule to abide by silently, one is not to exhaust the fish, most of the medicinal materials in the village will leave roots, and those with fruits will also leave one or twoThis is to allow the medicinal materials to multiply, not to be exhausted, but also to leave a residual shade for future generations, and the second is not to take the collection of medicinal materials as a source of income, otherwise so many medicinal materials will be taken out and traded, and the village will already be rich.

This first rule is understandable, and this second rule is a last resort, after all, many rare medicinal materials are valuable outside.

If you want to say that these medicinal materials have an owner, they are not counted, because these medicinal materials have grown in Qinglong Mountain for many years, and in the impression of the villagers, they are born and raised, but if you want to say that they are ownerless, then why are there not so many in the surrounding mountains, and they can even be said to be pitiful.

The reason why they silently abide by this rule is mostly from the older generation in the village from generation to generation, as for the reason, most of the old people will say that this is the legacy of Qinglong Mountain, and the people in the village can use it if they need it, but if they take it out for profit, they will encounter ominousness.

Lin Mantang, the patriarch of Linjia Village, looks a lot older than ten years ago, and now he is sixty-five, gray hair breeds, wrinkles and dark spots begin to appear, but the old man's body is okay, his actions are as usual, and there are not many things in the village.

On this day, two young people, a man and a woman, appeared on the mountain road to Linjia Village, the two were about twenty-four or five years old, dressed in similar clothes, but the color was slightly different, the woman was in a white robe, the man was light blue, and the two were also carrying long swords.

"Senior Brother Wen, why did you come down the mountain with such fanfare this time to recruit new people?" The woman looked beautiful, but her voice was not as gentle as her appearance, and it was a little rough.

"I don't know very well, the master said that this is the decision of the master, you still don't think about it so much, let's think about our task, this time there are fifteen villages under the mountain, we are responsible for this direction, but there is only one village. The young man in the light blue shirt spoke with some concern.

"I really don't understand why these fifteen villages are chosen, wouldn't it be better to go to a big town or a big city to choose people?" the woman said impatiently.

"I think junior sister, you are choosing someone or not, and it is true that you want to go to the big city to play, haha..."

"How can there be...", the senior brother broke her mind, and the woman twisted slightly.

"I've also heard the master say something, many years ago, our sect moved to this Canglong Ridge Qinglong Mountain, chose to practice in seclusion, and the disciples and families who moved here together formed these villages at the foot of the surrounding mountains, so those medicinal materials on Qinglong Mountain will be at their disposal, and our sect will select some talented children from these villages every few decades to replenish fresh blood, and will also exchange some food from the village every year. The young man looked at his junior sister who was listening attentively and continued.

"Really, why don't I know? But I really want to go to the city......"

“......”

It didn't take long, and the entrance of Linjia Village was already close at hand. The two of them and the village obviously out of place attracted the attention of the villagers, especially the two long swords behind their backs, which made the villagers' eyes very vigilant, although there are also people who practice martial arts in the village, but they are all crop handles, and this sword is still rare in the village.

"May I ask who is the person in charge of the village?" Wen Letian hugged his fists at several villagers not far away, and opened his mouth with a smile, and the smile was a signal to the simple villagers.

"I don't know what this young man is?" a clan elder stepped forward and asked with some confusion.

"In Xia Wen Lotte, and the village has some origins, this is a token, please pass it on to the noble chief" The young man finished speaking, took out a letterhead from his arms, and there was nothing else, but the old man's eyes were still in the face of the pattern on the letterhead, shrunk slightly, and then took the letterhead with some excitement, and took the letterhead with trembling hands to confirm something.

The young man's heart moved, it seemed that the old man in front of him should know something, and sure enough, the old man seemed to confirm the pattern, his eyes drifted to the Qinglong Mountain opposite the entrance of the village, and then looked at the young man, and pointed upwards with the index finger of his right hand.

The man was slightly stunned, then reacted and nodded slightly at the old man.

This respected old man, who had lost the indifference he had always maintained, ran in the direction of the patriarch Lin Mantang's house with a letterhead full of excitement, and at that moment he seemed to be no longer an old man, but a prime of life.

The two brothers and sisters looked at the departing old man and looked at each other, not knowing what the situation was, and many villagers who saw this scene together were also at a loss, only a few old people seemed to have thought of something, thoughtful.