Wu Tian knew Han Shi's character very well, once he made up his mind, he would never change it easily, if he persuaded him, it would not only be in vain, but it was more likely to damage Han Shi's impression of the Five Elements Sect, after a little weighing, he immediately gave up his intention to persuade him, and instead spoke according to Han Shi's meaning.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to return to the Five Elements Continent one day earlier.

"After you return to the Five Elements Continent, if you meet the Jun family with the blood of the White Tiger, you will take care of one or two for me, this Jun family has been kind to me. Han Shi's tone was serious, and he spoke slowly.

"Among the disciples of the Jun family, there are Jun Wuwu, Jun Impermanence and Jun Wuyi, all of whom have an old relationship with me, thinking about it, they should have already stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm now, maybe go further, and it is unknown to break through to the agility, this matter, please leave it to you. ”

"The young master is serious, and the old slave should obey his orders. Wu Tian looked respectful and spoke.

"Wu Tian, from now on, you can't call yourself an old slave, otherwise, I won't be able to enter the Five Elements Sect for the rest of my life. Han Shi's tone was a little resolute that could not be questioned, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Wu Tian's heart burned slightly, and he hugged his fist towards Han Shi with a smile and said, "The old man is gone, young master, take care." ”

Han Shi shook his head and smiled helplessly, although he didn't call himself an old slave, but the title of the young master had not changed.

Wu Tian's figure appeared in the sky in a flash, he looked in the direction of the Five Elements Continent, took a deep breath, and there was yearning and excitement in his expression.

He has not been back to his hometown for more than 1,000 years.

Wu Tian left.

Looking at Wu Tian's figure, gradually dissipating into the distant sky, Han Shi's heart gave birth to a faint sense of loneliness, the relationship between him and Wu Tian, from the initial mutual calculation, to the collection of soul blood as slaves, to mutual recognition, and then to the level of life and death on the same face.

And now, in Han Shi's mind, Wu Tian has become an elder, and Han Shi has respect for him.

In Wu Tian's eyes, Han Shi seemed to be the descendant of the family, and he had already carried his hopes.

He has also hidden his selfishness in Han Shi from the beginning, to the sake of everywhere now, and even sacrificed his life for him.

Between the two, it is like a year-old friendship.

Returning the soul blood to Wu Tian put down the faint burden that had always existed in his heart, and at the same time, it also gave Han Shi a sense of relaxation.

Han Shi turned around and walked along the riverside towards a berth.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and it was drizzling.

Han Shi gave up a relatively stable big boat, but he got on a light boat and paid the fare, Han Shi stood at the bow of the boat, quietly looking at the south bank that looked hazy in the smoke and rain.

Back then, after he came out of the abandoned land, with the help of the ancient teleportation array, he returned to the Jin Kingdom in the shortest possible time, and when he passed through this Lujiang River, he did not rush through the sky as he is now.

At that time, he was like an arrow!

The boatman who rocked the boat was old, but he was capable, dressed in a robe, and shouted the boat song in the drizzle.

The song of the boat echoes on the vast river, not only does not appear noisy, but makes the heaven and earth have an extremely clean and thorough tranquility.

This tranquility melts in the drizzle and drops on the surface of the river, forming ripples.

Han Shi looked at the circular ripples, appearing, disappearing, and his heart was quiet.

I don't know when, the boat has docked, Han Shi sighed secretly, and walked to the shore.

"Slow down. ”

The old boatman took a hat from the cabin and handed it to Han Shi.

"It's just a drizzle now, and it will be heavy in a while, and this hat will be sent to you. The old boatman had a kind smile on his face.

Han Shi took the hat, took a closer look, and suddenly his heart moved, and a silver ingot weighing ten taels appeared in his palm, which was placed in the old boatman's hand.

"Thank you, old man. ”

The old boatman looked at the silver in his hand, his eyes revealed disbelief, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and said to himself: "It turns out that the story told by Grandpa is true." ”

"What's the story?"

Han Shi put the hat on his head, and this feeling reminded him of the first time he walked into Jingshui Ancient Town, when it was also a rainy day.

The old boatman said: "When I was young, my grandfather once told me that his grandfather, in Jingshui Town, once used a hat in exchange for ten taels of silver, and later the family gradually got out of poverty because of these ten taels of silver. ”

"When I was a child, I believed it to be true, but when I grew up, I knew that stories are stories, I was tired and tired for a month, and I couldn't earn two dollars of silver, and I was already very satisfied if I could eat and clothe me. ”

A smile appeared on the old boatman's face, "It turns out that Grandpa didn't lie to me. ”

Han Shi stood in the rain, looking at the Jingshui Ancient Town not far away, shrouded in a haze, and had a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart, this scene seemed to him, it was like a reincarnation, inadvertently back then, but he didn't expect that there would be a similar scene two hundred years later.

And this old boat man is obviously the descendant of the old couple who sold rain gear back then, this coincidence makes Han Shi have an incredible feeling.

This is the reincarnation of fate, but what changes is the fate of others, can he and Qingmei meet again in this reincarnation?

Han Shi walked through the rain and once again walked into Jingshui Ancient Town.

Two hundred years have turned into a gentle drizzle and fallen in the ancient town, which has changed a lot and taken away a lot, but the only thing that has not changed is the charm of the ancient town.

The people here seem to have an indifference with the world, which is the tranquility of the rain, and this tranquility has been integrated into people's hearts.

Walking in the town, looking at the bluestone slab under my feet, a strange and familiar feeling came to my mind, and the memory that had been a little vague two hundred years ago was clear again, and gradually became one with everything in front of me.

This bluestone slab is still the same as it was back then, and it has changed, it is a person.

All this is like a world away!

The corners of Han Shi's mouth showed a faint self-deprecation, the same stone, after the baptism of the years, he is not as good as a bluestone under his feet, at least, this bluestone slab has never changed his appearance.

Han Shi walked along, and the shops along the street were not closed due to the rain, but because of some people who were sheltering from the rain, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

In a liquor shop on the side of the street, Han Shi filled several wine gourds in the storage bag, held the gourds, and took a sip from time to time.

A little bit of wine surged up, making Han Shi's pace slow down, with his cultivation, he only needed to suppress it with a little Yuan Force, and naturally he wouldn't get drunk, but he didn't want to.

Leaning against a somewhat mottled stone wall, Han Shi raised his head to the sky, letting the rain hit his face, he simply unscrewed the lid of the gourd, poured out the wine, and poured it all on his face like the rain.

Qingmei, where are you?

On Han Shi's face, there was rain and wine, but even he couldn't tell whether there were tears flowing from the corners of his eyes!

Heaven and earth gradually became blurred, and in a state that seemed to be awake but as if he was about to fall into a dream, Han Shi staggered forward, he could no longer distinguish between southeast and northwest.

Han Shi, at this moment, is like a lonely bird that has lost its direction, flying blankly between heaven and earth, but he doesn't know where to go.

Rain, heavier.

At this moment, Han Shi is like a mortal, completely lost in this rainy town, the winding alleys are connected with small bridges, Han Shi crosses when he encounters lanes, and crosses bridges when he encounters them.

Gradually, Han Shi realized that there were many beautiful scenery in this town, which he had never noticed.

"Growing up here, it's no wonder that Qingmei is so beautiful. Han Shi stood by the river, and the alcohol gradually subsided.

Inadvertently, his gaze fell on an old house with small blue tiles and white walls on the opposite bank, and the words on the plaque made Han Shi's gaze linger slightly.

"Stone Eyebrow ......"

Standing in front of Shi Meiju, Han Shi's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, these two words touched his heartstrings.

He owes Qingmei, not to mention painting her eyebrows once!

Taking off the hat, Han Shi stepped into the center of the stone eyebrows, and a faint ink fragrance permeated it, making people smell it, and there was a sense of refreshment.

On the wall of the room, there are many paintings of ink and blue, from a distance, you can not see the subtlety, only when you get close, you can find that each painting is full of expressive meaning.

Only in the middle of the room, there is a wooden table on which pen and ink are placed, apparently for painting.

It's just that the owner here is not there.

Han Shi stood in front of a landscape painting, looking at it, and after a while, a person walked in from outside the door, carefully put away his umbrella, and leaned on the ground outside the door.

This person was an old man with gray hair, and after glancing at Han Shi, he withdrew his gaze and paced around the room, nodding slightly from time to time with an expression of appreciation.

Presently, the old man's eyes lit up, and he took a picture of autumn frost from the wall, rolled it up carefully, and then took out two ingots of gold from his bosom and placed them under the blank wall.

The old man carefully put away the scroll, glanced at Han Shi with a slightly puzzled gaze, opened the umbrella, and left quickly.

The old man's movements fell in Han Shi's eyes, which suddenly made him understand the rules of this Shimei Residence.

In addition to the autumn frost picture that has become a blank wall, there are several other walls that are also blank, and it is obvious that the pictures that were originally hung on the wall have been taken.

And under those blank walls, there were several things, Han Shi's eyes swept away, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Among these items, in addition to a large amount of gold and silver, there are also common items such as fruits and eggs.

Han Shi suddenly smiled, the master here must be an extremely interesting person.

He has already seen the rules of this stone eyebrow house, on the surface, it is easy to paint, but in fact, it is easy to change the mind with the mind.

No matter who you are, you can come to Shimeiju with your own heart and exchange for a favorite picture, whether it is a thousand taels of gold or an egg.

What this person values is the mind, and in his eyes, the daughter is no different from the egg, it is the mind.