The mulberry tree is in the shade, and there are many purple-red fruits hanging on it, and the faint sweet fragrance is scattered.

The big trees are covered, and in the shade below, there are village elders chatting, or playing chess, or enjoying the coolness, or drinking, and bursts of noisy sounds come with the wind.

Chu Liuxian walked on the simple village road, through acres of fields, close to the village.

The closer he got, the clearer the cacophony reached his ears.

It is nothing more than a short period of time for parents, boasting about how they were when they were teenagers, and those who play chess say that they had clear ideas at that time, and they did not play chess unless they were rapid......

Chu Liuxian stepped into the village, stepping into the idyllic scene under the moon, and felt that the whole person was calm.

There is no noise of cars galloping suddenly, there is no wealth of clothes and purple, and some are just fields and countryside, pleasant and tranquil.

Chu Liuxian is a young man after all, he has the depth of the city in his heart, and the danger of mountains and rivers in his heart, and he is not very yearning for the joy of this forest and spring, and he pulls it out after a little indulgence.

Soon, he noticed a strange thing.

In a small village, under the big trees like Luo Gai, no matter what the villagers are doing, they are either old men or old women, there are no young adults, and there are no children and young children frolicking.

This is like a village made up entirely of old people.

Chu Liuxian's approach, his close village, and even when he walked under the big tree Luo umbrella and stayed next to the old man in a pair of chess, no one looked at him from beginning to end, as if he was transparent.

"Interesting. ”

Chu Liuxian smiled, and simply didn't care about the purpose of coming, and set his eyes on the old man and the chess game.

Two old men played against each other, one with a lupine scarf and a goatee, with a self-contained face, like a vassal and elegant pedant in the countryside, and the other with a bare chest and abdomen, and the roots of his beard exploded like thorns. His chest hair was knotted like straw, like a butcher who kills a pig.

In this way, two old men who were not close to each other sat and played chess, completely forgetful, and did not notice at all that there was an additional person next to him, and his mind was immersed in that square inch.

After Chu Liuxian looked at the two old men, he set his eyes on the chess game.

The chess pieces are made of cold and warm jade, and the chessboard is made of catalpa wood, and the sound of falling pieces is sonorous and crisp.

When Chu Liuxian watched the battle, the two old men had just finished the last fight. Get off the seat again and start a new round.

At first, Chu Liuxian didn't care much about it, but gradually immersed himself in it, and his heart was full of smoke.

"Master!"

"Two tattooed masters who can be called national hands. ”

Chu Liuxian only looked at a few steps, and knew that the chess strength of the two old men in front of him was far above him, and unconsciously, he was attracted by the chess game.

After a moment's effort, thirty second-hand chess pieces passed, and the old man of the "butcher" was triumphant, twisting his chest hair and grinning; Tear off the goatee and count without knowing it.

Obviously, it was the "butcher" who had the upper hand in the chess game.

Chu Liuxian couldn't help but get involved, thinking about how he would fall if he sat in the position of "pedant".

Little by little, time passed. A long exam turned out to be an hour later.

Chu Liuxian had never taken the exam for such a long time, although he had no clue at all, and his chest was suffocated. Dizzy in the head, vomiting in the abdomen, still not feeling the passage of time. I don't feel irritable either.

The "butcher", who thought he was irritable, could also rely on his temperament, and he did nothing other than give a few white "pedant" glances to show his dissatisfaction.

The whole village seems to be shrouded in tranquility and inaction, and even the impatient person will become patient and calm like water.

For a long time, just when Chu Liuxian thought that this hand would be tested for a long time until dawn, a light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the "pedant", and the whole person almost fell on the chessboard, and then screamed, picked up a chess piece and slapped it down.

"Smack~~"

The drop is crisp and its sound is melodious.

Chu Liuxian and the "butcher" were both shocked, not for the sound of the falling son, but for the "pedant" move.

"Wonderful!"

Chu Liuxian couldn't help blurting out because of the elixir: "The head of the town god, one son solves the double signs, wonderful!"

The "pedant" twisted his beard and smiled reservedly.

The "butcher" had an earthy face and could not believe it.

Immediately, the "butcher" grabbed a handful of chess pieces and sprinkled them on the chessboard, which was an admission of defeat.

However, chess can be lost, and people obviously can't lose.

The "butcher" looked indignant, and said: "What kind of shit luck did you go, old poor and sour, and you were blinded by you, what is it called? En'en, the town god is good, one son solves the double sign!"

"Are you still a son? I think it's a knife, stuck in Lao Tzu's heart, and it's really angry with me. ”

The "pedant" is not annoyed, let alone entangled in shit luck or anything, and said leisurely: "What else can this son be if he is not a son?"

The "butcher" was indignant and shouted: "You say that it is a 'son', can it be the same as other 'sons'?"

The "pedant" was also interested, and threw the feather fan on the chessboard: "Well, you negative dog, how can you bark." Zi Fei Zi, aren't scalpers still bulls?"

Next to the two of them, an old ox lying leisurely under the tree and gnawing on the night grass turned back suspiciously, always feeling like lying down and being stabbed.

Immediately afterwards, the two old men who were half of their bodies into the loess argued about the question of "whether the ox is a cow or not".

Chu Liuxian was confused on the side, crying and laughing, not knowing what kind of trouble this was.

"This village is too interesting, isn't it?"

Chu Liuxian was very happy to watch the drama here, and at the same time, it also became a scenery in the eyes of others.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't notice that anyone in the village looked up, looked away, and looked at him even once, but he always felt a strange feeling, dozens of invisible eyes focused on him.

The two old men were tired of arguing, so they stopped tacitly, the "pedant" raised his head, glanced at Chu Liuxian, shook his feather fan and said: "This little friend can not only see the old man's tricks in solving the double signs, but also obtain the good name of the head of the town god, and he should also be a good tattoo hand......

Before he finished speaking, the "butcher" on the other side heard his self-esteem, snorted coldly, and glared angrily.

"Pedant" didn't hear it, and continued lightly: "I don't know if Xiaoyou can play?"

As soon as these words came out, let alone "pedant" themselves. Even the "butcher" didn't care about fighting with him, and looked at Chu Liuxian expectantly.

The two old men were obviously used to loneliness, and their eyes couldn't help but show a look of anticipation, like children inviting friends to play together.

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "The juniors can play, but today I didn't come here to play chess, but I came by invitation, and I came to ask the two seniors for advice another day." ”

The two old men showed undisguised disappointment, and the action of picking up the chess pieces also seemed weak and careless.

"yes. ”

The "pedant" sighed: "If it weren't for something. Who can come? Who will come? But the old man thought of it. ”

The "butcher" sneered: "If you are old and poor, you will be sour, don't delay the young man's business." ”

He stood up, walked to the foot of the mountain wall next to the village, crossed his hands on his waist, and shouted at the top: "Lao Di ~~~~"

It was full of energy, rumbling in unison, like a muffled thunder, rolling by.

"The person you're waiting for is here~~~"

Above his head, between the walls of the mountains. The pitch-black caves are bottomless, only the wind blows the mountain walls, whirling into them, which can relieve a little loneliness.

Chu Liuxian looked at the mountain wall. There was a solemn look on his face.

He clearly felt that with the shout of "butcher", there was a faint presence in the cave on the mountain wall, and he didn't know how many breaths were looming. There is also an invisible power that I don't know if it's the gaze or the spirit, which falls on him.

At this moment, Chu Liuxian's feeling was clearer than when he faced so many sect disciples in Tongtian Peak. There is a vague and indescribable familiar feeling.

It was as if he had felt it in the village like "butchers", "pedants", etc.

That kind of familiarity does not come from the breath, but something that is more mysterious and mysterious.

Speaking of breath, since Chu Liuxian stepped into this village, he didn't feel even the slightest breath on the body of the "butcher" and others, and when he closed his eyes, he was afraid that he would feel that the entire village was empty, and there was no one left.

Soon, a figure stepped out of a cave on a mountain wall, and with just one step, fell in front of the "butcher".

Suddenly, the "butcher" was like a duck whose neck had been choked, and his shouting stopped abruptly, as if he had been suffocated alive, and the "butcher's" face turned red.

It was also an old man, with a body as straight as an old pine, a long beard as white as silver falling down to his abdomen, his hands falling down to his knees, and his silver hair was spread out, blowing in the wind, and his domineering appearance was exposed.

As soon as the old man came out, the "butcher" restrained a little bit, and the "pedant" also stopped twisting his beard and self-conscious, obviously he had a lot of status in the hearts of the old people in the village.

"In the middle of the night, be careful not to wake up Sister Chu, otherwise you must look good. ”

The long-bearded old man said lightly, and the "butcher" shrank his neck, as if he was very jealous of that "Sister Chu".

The old man's next words made Chu Liuxian's face stiffen, he wanted to laugh but was not funny, and he was so hard to hold back.

"It's just that I didn't wake up Sister Chu, I woke up Lao Huang. The old man stretched out his hand and pointed at the old scalper who was innocently stabbed again, "It's not good to wake up the flowers and plants." ”

As he spoke, he walked up to Chu Liuxian, and the face of the "butcher" who fell behind him was particularly wonderful.

finally got over the air, and the "butcher" lowered his voice and shouted: "Lao Di, no matter what you say, it's in front of the doll, save us some face." ”

A word fluttering in the back of "Lao Di" made the "butcher", "pedant", and even the rest of the village quiet.

"If you are in the wall without thinking, what face do you have?!"

Chu Liuxian saw that everyone's faces were lonely, and that kind of loneliness was just like the setting sun, which was infinitely good, and it was almost dusk.

"Di Lao. ”

Chu Liuxian had just made a salute, and before he could ask, he felt his arm tighten, and Di Lao took his arm and stepped out in one step, bringing him to the Nine Heavens.

Under his feet, the clouds were like a car, and all of a sudden, he went into the distance. (To be continued......)