Douluo's Demon Dao Comes

Chapter 215 Leaving a small village, Li Ao enters the Northern Territory for the first time

The autumn leaves are falling, the heat of summer is gradually dissipating, the cool autumn wind pours down, ten thousand acres of fields are covered with golden ears of wheat, and the figures of men bending over can be vaguely seen.On the side road, a stooped old man walked with a young man.

The old village head laughed and said, "Xiao Ao, look at this grain, it must be a bumper harvest this year."

Li Ao said with a smile: "Old village chief, I really don't know about the food matter, but judging by the momentum, it must be indispensable."

Coincidentally, the man working in the field stood up straight and shouted: "Old village chief, why do you want to wander around my small field today?"

The old village chief had trouble with his legs and feet, and it was not easy to go to the ground, so he could only reply from a distance: "I'm fine today, why can't I?"

The man wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile, "All right, all right, how can this be impossible."

The old village head shook his head with a smile, and continued walking. Li Ao followed without haste, but the old village head still smiled and said, "Xiao Ao, in fact, old man, I have already seen that you and us farmers It's different, you have an aura of nobility, old man, I've only felt it from officials from the city."

Li Ao didn't refute, didn't say a word, followed silently.

The old village head walked for a while, maybe he was tired from walking, so he sat on a stone slab under the maple tree. It was autumn, and there was no maple leaf on the maple tree, only dead branches.Li Ao leaned against the tree, looked at the old village chief quietly, and said, "I come from a maple tree, and I don't know where to go like a dead leaf. Old village chief, what do you say?"

The old village chief smiled, and stretched out his hand like a dead branch to pick up a dead leaf, and gently placed it on the palm of his hand. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the dead leaf floated with the wind.

Li Ao looked at the dead leaf, like a withered maple leaf, or a newborn butterfly, he raised his hand, and the dead leaf instantly shattered.Said: "I heard old Uncle Xu and the others say that Tianbei City seems to be holding some big competition, and I want to participate."

The old village head was about to stand up, but Li Ao stepped forward to help him, but the old village head waved his hand, leaned on a cane, stood up by himself, and said vicissitudes of life: "Daibi, it's been three years, it turns out It's been three years. Xiao Ao?"

Li Ao said: "I am here."

The old village chief didn't know if he heard what Li Ao said, "Xiao Ao, since you plan to participate in the imperial competition, the old man still has a little money at home, so I'll give it to you as money."

Li Ao just wanted to refuse, but he heard the old village head continue to say: "Don't rush to refuse, when you arrive in Tianbei City, you don't need to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation? Besides, there is no registration fee for participating in the Imperial Competition?"

The old village chief smiled, and Li Ao followed. When he got home, the old man dug out a dusty wooden box from under the bed, and opened it carefully. The seal, with nostalgia in his eyes.

"Here's some silver, and that talisman. If you really break through the preliminary round and reach the capital, I think it will help you."

Li Ao held the heavy cloth bag and the gray old talisman, and after a moment of silence, he asked the question that was always in his heart: "Old village chief, why are you so kind to me?"

The old man smiled and said: "Because you look very much like the old man, one of my juniors." Suddenly, the old man's voice lowered a lot, as if whispering and recalling, "If he is still alive, he is now a first-class..."

In the end, Li Ao did not hear what the old man said clearly.

The old man's mood became sad, "Old man, my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can't take you to the entrance of the village."

Li Ao nodded, helped the old man sit on the bed, and was about to open the door to leave. When he got to the door, he turned to look at the old village chief, and saw that the old village chief was still smiling kindly.

On the corridor, Li Ao ran into the old doctor, the old doctor held a bowl of steaming medicinal soup, knowing that the other party didn't like him, he wanted to stagger away, but he heard the old doctor's hoarse voice.

"The water in the imperial competition is very deep. Don't blame me for talking too much. Before entering the king's banquet, it is best to get out of the capital. Especially, you must not intervene in the royal family, otherwise there will be big trouble."

Li Ao looked at him suspiciously.

The old man didn't care whether Li Ao listened or not, he had already done his utmost benevolence by saying these words.Holding the medicine bowl, he entered the old village head's house.

Li Ao walked out of the old village head's house, walked past the small vegetable market, and passed the well. When he reached the village river, he found that there seemed to be a person under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.When he passed by, it was Old Xu, who greeted him, "Uncle Xu, if you don't harvest wheat, who are you waiting for at the entrance of the village?"

Old Xu smiled and said: "Isn't this waiting for you? See what I'm carrying on my back? The sword, I don't hear that your kid is going to participate in the big competition of the devil, and it was made of fine steel overnight."

Li Ao had long seen that the half-human tall thing on Old Xu's back was tightly wrapped in black cloth.Seeing Old Xu handing it over, Li Ao took it, put it behind his back, and thanked, "Thank you, Old Uncle Xu."

Old Xu asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Li Ao said with a smile: "No need, old Uncle Xu, you can still trust your skills."

Old Xu smiled and watched Li Ao leave. The autumn wind blew through the branches of the locust tree, and the dead branches made a chaotic sound, like weeping.

Inside the Wansheng Cliff, the Buddha's light is everywhere, all evils are secluded and far away, the dead leaves in the courtyard have been cleaned up, and the dead branches on the big red maple tree are bare, without a single dead leaf.Sitting cross-legged under the tree that day, a bit of white snow fell, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and the white snow melted in his palm, muttering to himself: "Is it snowing?"

Ru Yue's voice came from the side, "Why, haven't you seen snow?"

Ji Tian shook his head, frowning, looking at the snow-white snowflakes, the water flowing on his palms, even though his hands were red from the cold, he did not take them back. "I vaguely remember the last time I saw the snow, I didn't seem to be alone."

Kisaragi tilted her head, "Not alone? Could it be that you are still a ghost."

This day is full of black lines, "What I said is that I was not alone."

Kisaragi said seriously: "Yes, I'm not wrong, you are not alone."

Veins popped up on his forehead that day, and he secretly said angrily, "What I mean is that I'm not alone, bah, I wasn't looking at the snow alone back then."

"Oh~" Kisaragi looked at the day, her beautiful eyes were filled with a meaning, why didn't you say it earlier.Said: "Then who did you watch it with? Men and women, fat and thin."

This day, she pushed the pretty face that kept approaching like a moon, and said angrily: "I can't remember, it seems to be on a high mountain, and the people next to me seem to have a kind of noble, golden long fir, although the face is a bit blurry, but Made me feel close, like he was my father."

Ruyue touched Jiri's forehead and then touched her own forehead, she didn't have a fever, she was puzzled, Zhan Buddha was born, how could there be a father?
This day, he slapped Kisaragi's hand away angrily.

Kisaragi looked at the red little hand that was slapped, and looked at Jiri angrily.

Today he stared back without fear.

(End of this chapter)