Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 49
The next day.

Jiang Qiongxing got up early in the morning, asked the innkeeper how to get to the nearby villages, and set out on the road confidently.

In addition to Shi Yueren's letter, she also specially prepared some meeting gifts, hoping to leave a good impression on the future teacher.

The suburbs are full of low-rise bungalows and farmland, which can be seen far away at a glance. After walking along the dirt road for two hours, Jiang Qiongxing faintly saw cooking smoke curling up ahead.

It should be here.

She cheered up and quickened her pace to walk forward.

Near noon, the farmers who went to work in the fields came out of the fields one after another, and walked home in twos and threes. The sun shone on their dark skin, and the sweat glistened.

Jiang Qiongxing quickened his pace, stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, does Zhou Shengfan live here?"

The farmer, who was wiping his sweat with a cloth towel, paused, and said bluntly, "Zhou Shengfan? I haven't heard of it."

what?
Unexpectedly, there would be such an answer, Jiang Qiongxing was stunned.

Could it be that she went wrong?But Uncle Shi said that the village is just to the east of the capital.

"Really? He is a cultivator, so he should live near here." She asked again unwillingly.

If not, she might have to go to another village to try her luck.

Hearing her words, another farmer, who was fanning himself with a straw hat, said "Oh" suddenly, and said to his companion with a cloth scarf around his neck, "She is looking for Zhou Laosan."

"Hey, you want to find him. If you said Zhou Laosan earlier, it would be over!" The farmer turned his head and looked around Jiang Qianxing, "Why are you looking for Zhou Laosan? Did you hear that he came from a fairy? I advise you not to bother, he is no longer a fairy."

Jiang Qiongxing opened his eyes wide: "Where do you start with this?"

The farmer with the straw hat put the hat back on his head, and tugged at his companion who was about to speak: "The gossip woman is the one who talks behind her back. If you want to find him, go to him. When you enter the village, go straight along this road. The last household is Zhou Laosan's house."

After speaking, they just arrived at the entrance of the village. They turned into another road and disappeared after three or five steps.

Jiang Qiongxing stood where he was, full of confusion, so he had to go to the door to find out in person.

It stands to reason that mortals are respectful, if not trembling, when facing immortal cultivators. What did Zhou Shengfan do to make these ordinary farmers speak so disdainfully when they mentioned him.

She firmly believed that the immortal cultivator recommended by Shi Yueren was by no means someone with bad conduct.

At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky, the hottest time of the day, every household was busy eating lunch, and there were hardly any people on the road in the village.

Jiang Qiongxing followed the farmer's instructions and walked all the way until he saw a family at the end, and gradually slowed down.

The condition of this house does not seem to be very good. She just saw that most houses in this village are covered with tiles, but the roof of this house is still thatched.

There are more question marks on her head.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how down-and-out a cultivator is, it shouldn't be worse than ordinary people.

Sure enough, I went the wrong way, right?

But it was all here, Jiang Qiongxing still stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Hi, is there anyone?"

"Which one?" A female voice quickly rang out from inside the door.

"Excuse me, does Zhou Shengfan live here?"

There was a moment of silence inside the door, and then footsteps could be heard.

The dilapidated courtyard door opened, revealing a woman dressed as a peasant woman. Although there were signs of age on her face, she could still see her youthful beauty.

Seeing a ten-year-old child alone outside the door, the woman did not show any contempt or suspicion.She smiled slightly, and said softly: "He is my husband, he is still in the field, he will be back soon, if you are looking for him, why don't you come in first?"

Jiang Qiongxing is naturally more respectful than obedient.

Entering the yard, she found that the family was even more shabby than it looked from the outside.

The yard was empty, unlike the other houses that just passed by that had chickens and ducks. The walls of the yard looked crumbling. The walls of the only thatched cottage were mottled.

The woman poured her a bowl of water: "The humble house is rough, sorry."

Jiang Qiongxing thanked him and took it, and glanced at the bowl in his hand.

It is rough pottery commonly used by ordinary farmers, but it is well washed and the water is crystal clear, which shows that this family is a meticulous person.

She took a sip of the cool water, put the bowl on the wooden table at hand, and asked, "Aren't you wondering what I'm here for?"

The woman took the half-woven bamboo basket and continued to weave: "I can probably guess that since the young master can call my husband's name, he must be someone he knew before. If I guess correctly, you should also be an immortal cultivator."

Her attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, unlike ordinary people who are either flattering or awe-inspiring, but as if she is used to cultivators.

"Could it be you too?" Jiang Qiongxing was curious.

The woman shook her head: "I'm not, but I used to work in a sect, so I have a little more knowledge than others."

Jiang Qiongxing came to a sudden: "No wonder you married a cultivator."

As soon as Zhou Shengfan was mentioned, the woman's eyes became a little warmer, and she was about to speak when there was movement outside the door.

"Squeak-"

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a tall figure appeared outside the door, staring at Jiang Qiongxing as soon as he raised his eyes.

"Husband!" The woman went up to meet her, "Why did you come back so late today?"

"I didn't pay attention and delayed for a while." Zhou Shengfan said calmly.

He handed his farm tools and straw hat to his wife, and walked towards Jiang Qiongxing: "Who is this?"

"This young man is here to look for you, so I invited him to come in and sit for a while. You guys chat slowly, and I'll get you something to eat." The woman said, putting away the farm tools and straw hat, and walked lightly to the kitchen.

Facing Zhou Shengfan's gaze, Jiang Qiongxing stood up instinctively, and said a little cautiously: "Do you remember Shi Yueren? He introduced me."

This Zhou Shengfan is extremely tall, a little taller than Shi Yueren, even though he looks 50 to [-] years old, his body is still straight, probably because of his single eyelids, he looks very difficult to mess with.

Hearing this, he nodded slightly: "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Qiongxing took out the letter written by Shi Yueren and handed it to him.

Zhou Shengfan took it, scanned it ten times at a glance, without any change in expression, and handed it back to her: "Please go back, I can't help you."

Unexpectedly, he would be rejected so quickly and flatly, Jiang Qiongxing froze in place, and only after a while did he remember to ask: "Why?"

"As you can see, I'm just a farmer. I'm no longer a cultivator, so I can't teach you." Zhou Shengfan said.

"But..." Jiang Qiongxing was about to say something more, but he stopped him when he raised his hand.

"It's time to eat." The woman came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand, smiling.

Jiang Qiongxing's eyes fell on the bowl in her hand, and there were only a few steamed buns in the bowl, nothing else.

Zhou Shengfan took two casually, put the straw hat back on his head, picked up the farm tools and went out: "I'm going back to the field first."

"Aren't you going to rest for a while?" The woman frowned worriedly.

"No, there's no time." Zhou Shengfan's strides were huge, and before he finished speaking, he had disappeared outside the door.

(End of this chapter)