The bustling main road in ancient times is not as lively as a modern snack street, Linglong accompanied her out a few times, He Weiwei looked around boredly all the way, never interested, walked for a while, she felt a little tired, and got into an inconspicuous teahouse on the side of the street.

It was noon, many people gathered in the teahouse, tea drinkers, chess players, and some people said books, He Weiwei casually found a place to sit down, and soon Xiao Er came to greet him.

He Weiwei likes this atmosphere very much, the sun is shining outside, but it is cool and humid inside, people are not in a hurry or impatient, the storyteller speaks softly and slowly, He Weiwei drinks tea, and gradually has a sense of sleep.

"Sister, come and see, there's a big fish here!" the young man's voice shouted in surprise.

"Shen Xia, how many times have I said, don't get your clothes dirty, otherwise my mother will scold you again when you go back." The girl's gentle voice was reproachful, and she gently wiped the dirt off the boy's face with a handkerchief.

Shen Xia closed her eyes with a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, my mother doesn't care about me, only my sister cares about me." ”

The girl's eyes darkened and she said, "Shen Xia, in fact, my mother also loves you very much." ”

"I don't care. The boy broke free from the girl's hand and shouted, "Sister, bring the things quickly, I will definitely catch this fish today." ”

When He Weiwei woke up, it was already afternoon, and there were not many people in the teahouse, so she stretched her waist, felt relaxed, settled the bill, and walked back.

originally planned to go to Cheng Zhi's room to have a look, but was told by the little brother outside the door that Cheng Zhi was not in the room, and He Weiwei felt bored, so she went back to the room by herself.

Cheng Zhi suddenly got busy, and He Weiwei found that many people came to the mansion one after another, most of them seemed to be cloth scholars, and some of them seemed to be people from the rivers and lakes.

He Weiwei remembered the martial arts conference that Ruyi and Xiaoshu said when she first came, and she wanted to go to see it excitedly, but she forgot about it as soon as she turned around.

Since discovering this teahouse, I have to sneak out and sit in the afternoon almost every day at noon. The owner of the teahouse is a thin and enthusiastic middle-aged man, He Weiwei has been there more times, and gradually become acquainted, the boss's surname is Zhang, and when there are not many guests, he often sits opposite He Weiwei and gossips with her.

The storyteller's voice was subdued, and the listener was very sleepy.

He Weiwei leaned back in her chair and listened vaguely to the storyteller's nonsense.

"The most important thing in this world is the story of ghosts and ghosts, and the story I will tell you today is a story about cultivating immortals.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a family surnamed Fang, there was a girl in this family, the long one was called a flower like jade, although this Fang family is not a rich and noble family, but it is not bad, the girl is particularly fond of this girl, after the girl became an adult, several people from nearby families came to propose, but the Fang family all refused.

The reason is that this girl likes flowers very much, especially peony flowers, she released a request, if anyone wants to marry her, they must bring a pot of the most beautiful and best peony flowers in the world as a dowry, the Fang family has always refused her daughter's request, so she went by her temperament.

These families have found many peony flowers, but this girl is not satisfied once. In the blink of an eye, the girl was eighteen years old, and her appearance became more and more delicate and lovely.

One day, the girl was watering the flowers in her back garden, and when she heard someone knocking on the door, she went to open the door, and there was a handsome boy standing outside the door.

It turned out that this handsome boy was a knight who traveled all over the world, passing by here, and happened to be thirsty, so he knocked on the door and excused himself for water. The family gave the young man a warm welcome. At the time of parting, in order to express his gratitude, the young man saw that the girl was very fond of flowers, and that there was almost no open space in the house, all of which were planted with flowers, so he drew a budding flower bone and gave it to the girl, and the girl hung the painting in her room, and looked at the painting every day.

The girl fell ill because of this painting, she was sick all day long, her family was anxious and helpless, but fortunately, the young man did not go too far, and soon, he heard about the girl's illness, and followed the girl's father's people back to Fang's house, at this time, the girl was lying on the bed, holding the painting in her hand, only to see the flower bones on the painting slowly and slowly blooming, it turned out to be a peony flower, the peony flower was fragrant, and the essence entered the girl's body, the girl's illness was cured at once, and the family was surprised, it turned out that this son was actually a person who cultivated immortals。 ”

He Weiwei was intrigued by this story, sat up early, and listened to the storyteller continue with interest.

"Xianfan is different, the girl is infatuated, but this young man can't break off his cultivation for this girl, fortunately, this girl doesn't entangle, and bids farewell to her son, but she doesn't marry someone else, and she is lonely and old in this life. ”

When the night came, He Weiwei looked at the night sky, and when she came to ancient times, the most she did was to sit on the steps at night and look up at the sky, remembering the story she heard today, the owner of the teahouse sat opposite her and sighed: "A lover can't become a family member." ”

He Weiwei hated the son in the story, obviously passing by unintentionally, but delaying the girl's life in vain. She jokingly said to the owner of the teahouse: "You have a bad story here, I'll tell you a happy story tomorrow." ”

The owner of the teahouse nodded again and again and said, "Okay, okay." ”

Before the story began, He Weiwei encountered a troublesome thing, once when she came back from the teahouse, she met an old man holding a flag on the way, the old man watched her pass by, and said leisurely: "Why did you come to this place that does not belong to you?" ”

But now, she stopped, wanting to see what the old man had to say. She asked the old man, "Where am I supposed to be?"

The old man didn't look at her: "Naturally, this is where you came." ”

He Weiwei asked again, "How do you go back?"

The old man said, "There is a temple in the west of the city, and maybe there is the answer there." ”

Cut! cheat sesame oil money.

It's not like this hasn't happened before.

That was when she and Zheng Kai were not separated, one National Day, they went out to play, and it happened that there was a very famous temple in the local area, He Weiwei was fighting at the fourth level, so she took Zheng Kai to worship, Zheng Kai disagreed with her superstitious method, and said: "You can't spell the word temple, so you are embarrassed to worship?"

But in the end, they couldn't screw her, and the two of them went by car, the temple was on a mountain, Zheng Kai originally planned to hire a car, but He Weiwei didn't want it, thinking that it was insincere, just when the two of them were very unhappy about whether to hire a car, a monk looked like a person came over and said a lot to them, Zheng Kai was upset, and yelled at the monk, He Weiwei deliberately went against him, pulled the monk's clothes, listened to him a bunch of fools, knowing that he was asking for money in disguise, or gave the monk a thousand, and bought a fourth-level must-pass charm from him. Zheng Kai was so angry with her that he left on the spot.

The temple was not completed that day, and the Buddha was not worshipped, but the two of them were angry in vain and spent money.

He Weiwei now thinks of these past events, and she can't wait to slap herself at that time, if she was Zheng Yue, she should have broken up with her at that time, instead of enduring it until graduation.

But after that day, He Weiwei had an idea, instead of sitting here waiting for Chengjun to come to her every day, it was better to take the initiative and find a way to go back. She didn't believe it, and the Lord Fang alone knew her way to go back.

The first thing to go to is the temple that the old man said!

And these days are a good time for her to leave!