Time is like sand, like flowing water...... Like an arrow, like a white horse passing through the gap...... In the end, it doesn't matter what it is, the main thing is that time flies really fast, which makes people sigh.

Before you know it, the summer has gradually become tired, and after the enthusiasm subsides, it becomes an impetuous autumn struggling unwillingly.

Fengzhou said that it sounded good because it was a large land and rich resources, but compared to other continents, it was just a poor and remote country.

The beginning of autumn is approaching, and it is the dog days, and the weather is extremely hot, making people feel like they are living in a huge oven.

A long procession of hundreds of ordinary people meandered through the narrow passages between the mountain peaks, and many of them were driving the cloud horse carriage, and everyone in the team was sweating like rain and tired in this weather.

The queue is very long, and these people can see at a glance that they are all villagers who usually work in agriculture, but no one will complain, and no one will be left behind, they are all helping each other to hurry.

Moreover, these people are all well-dressed and energetic, and they all talk and laugh with each other, so discordant.

At the front of the procession, on a wagon pulling goods, several farmers sat shirtless and whispered, not knowing what they were talking about, and occasionally let out earth-shattering laughter.

It seemed that they were too nonsense, which made the master who drove the car unhappy, so the other party couldn't help but whip it to the floor, startling everyone else.

Regardless of their reaction, the master who drove the car was direct, and scolded loudly: "You are a few short-lived widows, and it is rare to have a good life in a year, give me some seriousness, if there is a Hazi problem, and the immortals are unhappy, you nine clans are useless to pray to the gods and worship the Bodhisattva together, believe it or not?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, one of the farmers, a slightly younger looking man, immediately said, "Ah......h It's a grunt, Lao Ding, you look panicked, you look at it, the fairy mountain is teasing in Ah Dian, it's going to be through for a long time, it's okay to relax properly, and you don't have to tense your nerves!"

When the coachman called Lao Ding heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and scolded: "Relax, be quiet, don't make noise to others, everyone is tired all the way! Also, it's not a little baby, put all the melon skins you eat with me, don't listen to greetings, it's dirty and sloppy everywhere, don't blame me for being angry!"

"Yes, yes, I know!" several farmers replied impatiently when they heard Lao Ding's words, and everyone couldn't stand the nagging of the old village chief.

Having said that, they continued to chat, and at the same time cleaned up the melon seeds that were scattered everywhere, and the carriage looked much cleaner.

As for Lao Ding, seeing that they had listened, he turned back and continued to look at the road ahead.

I don't know if it's because their conversation seems to be funny, or because the dialect accent between them is very happy, so a happy voice came from the side: "Brother, you usually come and go like this, do you come and go?"

When Lao Ding heard this, the previous displeasure on his face disappeared instantly, and he immediately changed to a kind expression, looked at the middle-aged man sitting beside him, smiled helplessly, opened his somewhat chapped lips and said:

"Hey, these of us are all members of the Lezhuang family for a lifetime, and I am the head of the village, so I have to correct them a little more. Otherwise, after a long time, the little Le will learn from the big Le, the big Lell will learn from the old, and some bad habits will be passed down from generation to generation like a plague, and the impact on future generations will not be good. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded in agreement and said, "This is indeed the truth, it is their blessing to have a far-sighted village chief like you." ”

"Lucky bag looks angry, a half-year-old foot into the mud Lile people, I can't say that I amused to death that day. So I just want to do a little bit when I am still alive to Le, so that future generations can point to the back and scold, after all, some of us ordinary people are not like the previous Ah Dashan Lile immortals who can live forever. ”

As he spoke, the old man raised his eyes to look at the towering peaks in the distant sky, his eyes were full of longing, and that was the destination of their trip.

Of course, the middle-aged man next to him also saw his thoughts, and then laughed again, reached out and stroked the short beard on his chin, and played with his fingers from time to time.

"That's what I said, but brother, you don't have to be so pessimistic, the immortals take turns, they are all from the cultivation of ordinary people, maybe one of your descendants will also become immortals in the future!"

"Hahaha, that's right!" the old man seemed to like to say this kind of thing, and immediately laughed with a happy smile.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and asked, "But I'm curious to ask, what do you mean by dirty and sloppy just now, brother?"

Lao Ding thought he was going to ask something, but when he asked, he shook his head speechlessly and said: "Harm, it can have a sac-like meaning, funny is dirty and messy, dirty and sloppy, sloppy and sloppy, all of them mean the same thing, and the peasant family's speech is like this, this is all the dialect of our small mountain villages." ”

"I see!" The middle-aged man had already guessed, and it was not surprising to know the answer.

Then, he continued to ask, "You give the Linfeng Sword at this time of year...... Will you send you to the windy wonderland?"

I originally wanted to talk about the Linfeng Sword Sect, but the Linfeng Sword Sect has always regarded itself as an immortal in Fengzhou, so the man changed his words as soon as he came, so as not to cause discomfort to the other party.

Lao Ding has lived a long time, so he naturally doesn't care about this kind of trivial matter, and replied with a smile: "Yes, every year the immortals have to recruit fairy children from outside to learn, and some of our things will be given to them, and some of them will be lucky enough to learn from the immortals!"

Speaking of this, Lao Ding suddenly remembered the scene where he met the person next to him on the side of the road yesterday, so he asked suspiciously: "Anyway, how did you live in the old watch? If you don't meet us, maybe you don't know how to walk through Nadeke!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he raised his eyes to look at the mountain peak on the selected side, crossed his legs on the girder of the carriage, and said pointedly: "This is going to start from before...... I'm a person who likes to travel and like to be close to these mountains and rivers......"

The two of them chatted like this, and there was enough sunlight, which was the most suitable time for a good sleep. When the people who had been chatting in the carriage woke up, the sun had turned much redder and was about to fall into the mountains to the west.

When he opened his eyes and saw that only the old man was left in the place where he was driving, the man who had talked back to him before suddenly asked suspiciously: "Hey, Lao Ding, where is the old watch?"

When Lao Ding heard this, he continued to hold the reins in his hand, and said without looking back: "Oh......? He's already gone by himself, saying that he wants to do something, and someone has picked him up!"

"Really?" the man looked around suspiciously, and there were mountains and rivers all around, what could he do in the mountains?

"Did you beat him down? It will soon be dark, and in the wilderness, it is not a mountain bandit or a beast, you can't harm people. ”

When he said this, Lao Ding was suddenly unhappy, and turned around and retorted: "Let you fart the pig, am I from Aparat? People are here to worship Xianmenla, and we just met us when we were playing around, and now we are gone!"

"Okay, okay!" When the man heard this explanation, he thought like everyone else that at this time, there were indeed many people worshipping the Immortal Sect, so he didn't think about it anymore, after all, he was just out of good intentions and worried about the other party!

Seeing that there was no sound behind him, Lao Ding continued to hurry unhurriedly, and from time to time he couldn't help but look at the two bulging water bags on his lap, and the sweet and sour taste in his mouth was still aftertaste, so that his face couldn't help but hang a trace of inexplicable color.

Because no one knows, in fact, he lied.

In fact, he didn't know why the middle-aged man suddenly disappeared.

The two of them chatted very speculatively, chatting all the way, and thirsty drank all the water in the water bag. Later, when he slowed down the carriage and got out of the carriage to get a new water bag from the back car, he was handed a sugar pill to moisten his tongue, and he ate it without much thought, but when he came back, the man was gone.

There was no one to be seen, and Lao Ding was curiously looking for it, wondering if the other party had fallen out of the car or went down by himself to pay tribute or something, when a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Meeting is fate, don't look for me, we had a lot of fun chatting all the way, thank you for the water, brother!"

Obviously there was no one, but the voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling him a lot, but fortunately, several people in the car were asleep, and no one saw his embarrassment.

He thought he was hallucinating, but the voice started again.

"By the way, there is a col two miles ahead, stop there when you arrive tonight, don't go any further, the road over there will be broken, you will walk again tomorrow, there will be nothing to disturb you!"

Lao Ding heard the other party's voice again, and the generation confirmed that he was not hallucinating, because he had walked this road for many years, and he was very familiar with every grass and tree, especially the mountain col two miles ahead that he knew better than anyone else.

"Thank you for the water, old brother!"

The other party left and finally repeated this sentence again, which made Lao Ding feel a little familiar, and in an instant, he paused, he suddenly remembered something a long time ago, and his heart was shocked.

Many years ago, probably almost thirty years ago. At that time, the road also needed to be detoured because there was a mountain in front of it.

At that time, when Lao Ding was detouring, he saw a half-dead man on the side of the road, and after kindly saving him, what the other party said at that time was exactly the same as today's words.

Moreover, the so-called mountain col two miles away also appeared that night. Because, there was originally no road, it was a mountain. Later, that night, a thunderbolt struck down and split the mountain, and the col that would have existed.

The more I thought about it, the more surprised I became, Lao Ding couldn't see anyone around, but when he turned around, he found that the water bag that had been drunk before seemed to be a little bulging.

Curiously picked it up, feeling the heavy weight, Lao Ding opened it again and found that the water in it was not missing half a point.

And, for some reason, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Many years later, there was an ordinary old man in the neighborhood who was hundreds of years old and very respectable.

When someone asks him the secret of his longevity, he will always proudly say, "Because I am a good person, a benefactor of immortals!"