I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Xishan is probably the mountain with the most buildings and the most magnificent style in the valley. The mountain can be divided into six parts. The foot of the mountain is a meeting hall for monthly debriefing and occasional meetings, and the top of the mountain is a huge "Singapore". The important news sent back by means of fireworks and carrier pigeons from various communication points outside the valley will be collected here for centralized classification and storage.

The large mountain forest between the meeting hall and Xinge is divided into four blocks in the shape of "field". In the middle is a [-]-storey library building. The southwest, northwest, southeast and northeast four blocks are used to teach children in the valley. There are four schools of organs, appraising treasures, and martial arts.These four skills correspond to Jiyuantang, Huanji Pavilion, Yuxinglu and Jingjuemen. Children in the valley can choose one of them or practice both.

Ji Qinglin didn't have much interest in the meeting hall at the foot of the mountain, so the two arrived at the mountainside via the suspension bridge and simply bypassed the word "Tian" in the middle and went directly to Xin Pavilion on the top of the mountain.

This Xinge is divided into three floors.

The upper layer has no roof and is used to receive and record news from outside the valley.Rows of pigeons on the poles come and go, and the people under the poles only need to collect the paper rolls they carry.

The watchtowers on the highest points on both sides are used to record the firework communication, and the people on the stage only need to translate the patterns of the fireworks display into words and the work is completed.These tasks are not too difficult, so for many years they have been done by the homeless elderly who have been taken in by Yanaka.

The middle layer communicates with the upper layer, and is used to filter and classify the received messages, eliminate repeated or obviously wrong messages, check similar messages, and then classify and summarize the really useful messages. If there is a major event, it will be reported, and if there is no major event Then record it for future use.

The lower layer goes deep into the ground and is the largest layer among the three layers. It is used for information storage. The paper scrolls placed in the middle layer are sorted and arranged neatly in chronological order by means of multiple mechanisms.

Ji Qinglin originally thought that these mechanisms were the masterpieces of Shi Buyu, but unexpectedly, Xie Wuyi explained that Shi Buyu had only created a prototype back then, which was improved by generations of craftsmen taught by Siji Valley. The sophistication seen today.

Looking at those huge but flexible mechanisms, Ji Qinglin couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion: the world always loves to worship gods, but they don't know that everything created by human beings with their wisdom and hands is already the most miraculous miracle in the world.

After coming down from the top of the mountain, Xie Wuyi took Ji Qinglin to the four schools.

It was not yet noon, and almost all the children and teenagers in Yanaka were gathered in the school.

Ji Qinglin was a new face to them. Seeing him walking with Xie Wuyi at this moment, they couldn't help but peek at the two of them from the corner of their eyes and then whispered together. Teach Mr. Xi to tap his head or pull his ears.

Ji Qinglin couldn't help laughing, and Xie Wuyi also felt helpless, so he had no choice but to take him directly to the library in the middle without stopping.

This library building has twelve floors, like a tall tower, the bottom is wide and the top is narrow, and the number of books decreases from bottom to top, but the contents of the books are getting more and more obscure.

Starting from the sixth floor, some books have appeared in characters that Ji Qinglin has never seen before, and going up, those scrolls and bamboo books are as mysterious and difficult to understand as if they came from other countries.

"these are……?"

After reaching the top floor, Ji Qing couldn't help but asked blankly while holding a scroll of bamboo slips like a heavenly book on his deathbed.

Xie Wuyi said: "Ancient books from various countries thousands of years ago."

Ji Qinglin nodded knowingly, carefully re-rolled the bamboo slip and put it back to its original place.

The top floor of the library building is the highest place in the Valley of Four Seasons except Xinge. Looking out from the window, you can have a panoramic view of the entire valley.

Just as Ji Qinglin walked to the window, before he had time to look around the valley, he heard a slight "bang" sound coming from a distance.

At this time, Xie Wuyi had also stood beside him. After hearing the sound, the two of them looked towards the direction of Taniguchi at the same time, and saw that the rocks in Taniguchi were slowly separating. After a while, one person walked through the opened mountain gate into the valley.

The man was wearing a light brown coarse cloth shirt with a bundle on his back, as if he had traveled a long way, and he was talking to the boy guarding the gate.

Because of the distance, Ji Qinglin couldn't see his face clearly, but he could be sure that he didn't recognize this person just by his figure.

Xie Wuyi also seemed a little surprised by this person's appearance, frowned and asked in doubt, "Fuqiu?"

After all, he didn't look any further, and directly greeted Ji Qinglin, turned around and walked downstairs.

Ji Qinglin was a little surprised. When he heard the noise just now, he thought that the person who appeared in Taniguchi would be one of Wu Landa and Shijiu who had been recalled by Xie Wuyi's letter, but unexpectedly it was this Fuqiu whom he had never met before.

It was only at this time that he realized that he had almost forgotten that there was such a number one person in Four Seasons Valley.

After leaving the library, Xie Wuyi did not go to the suspension bridge, but directly led Ji Qinglin down the long stone steps of West Mountain.

In a short while, the two of them approached the meeting hall at the foot of the mountain, and Fuqiu was already waiting in front of the hall.

When he saw Fuqiu from a distance, Ji Qinglin couldn't help being a little startled. This person looked about [-] years old, his appearance was ordinary, and his clothes were even more plain, but his demeanor and demeanor somehow made Ji Qinglin feel a little fairy .

While Ji Qinglin was looking at him, he was also looking at Ji Qinglin, but there was no surprise on his face, as if he knew he was in the valley.

When he got close, Ji Qinglin cupped his hands and smiled at him, but before he could open his mouth, he was already a little uncomfortable by the way he looked at him.

At this moment, Fuqiu stood with his hands behind his back with a smile in his eyes, and looked at Ji Qinglin with gentle eyes, but there was still a kindness in the gentleness... Kindness?

In fact, in terms of age, people like Sijigu who are over a thousand years old due to their memories can all be regarded as elders, so it is not wrong to insist on seeing him with the eyes of elders looking at younger generations.

It's just that the two met for the first time this time, and Fuqiu at this time seemed to be only in his thirties, and with such a "comfortable old father" in his eyes, it really made people feel a little speechless.

Before Ji Qinglin got used to the look in his eyes, Fuqiu turned his eyes away from him and looked at Wuchang, without making any greetings, and said directly: "I happened to arrive in Qinan when Ulanda received the letter. I have also seen the tree."

"How?" Xie Wuyi asked.

Fuqiu was silent for a moment, then said strictly: "I probably know its origin."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ji Qinglin again, but this time he did not use that uncomfortable look, but asked with a little exploration: "I heard from Ulanda that you have seen it in Gu Ruo's memory. this tree?"

Ji Qinglin was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Fuqiu continued to ask: "When the carp passed Gu Ruo's memory to you, was it interrupted?"

Ji Qinglin and Xie Wuyi looked at each other, obviously both were surprised that Fuqiu would know about this.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Fuqiu already knew what was on his mind. His eyes fell on the jade pendant around Ji Qinglin's waist and he paused for a moment thoughtfully, then he raised his head and said to Xie Wuyi: "It seems that I may need to be alone with Mr. Ji. chat."

He didn't speak in a negotiating tone, as if he was just informing Xie Wuyi.

Xie Wuyi didn't expect him to make such a request suddenly, and was a little stunned for a moment.

In fact, Ji Qinglin was not the only one who was unfamiliar with Fuqiu, even Xie Wuyi and others in Guzhong were not familiar with Fuqiu at all.

This person is obsessed with water and soil management. He has rarely shown himself in the past 300 years, and spends most of his time wandering around all corners of the country. Make him show up.

For Xie Wuyi and other people in Sijigu, the number of times they have seen Fuqiu in the past 300 years can be counted on the fingers. Therefore, Xie Wuyi has only three impressions of Fuqiu all the time: good governance of water and soil , indifferent to fame and fortune, unpredictable.

This time when Fuqiu returned to the valley, he first talked about the dragon blood tree, then mentioned the memory of the water god Guruo, and now he said that he wanted to have a private chat with Ji Qinglin, which made Xie Wuyi suspicious and frowned slightly Hesitatingly said: "You...but what do you know?"

Fuqiu didn't deny it, and showed that kind of kind smile again, and said meaningfully: "I know, I'm afraid I've always been no less than my ancestor."

Ji Qinglin listened to the two people's riddle-like conversation, looked blankly at Fuqiu and then at Xie Wuyi, and then found a look on Xie Wuyi's face that he had never seen before, like stunned, and like... nervous?

How could he be nervous?

Ji Qinglin couldn't help blinking, this is really rare.

Fuqiu didn't seem to intend to wait for Xie Wuyi's answer, so he looked directly at Ji Qinglin and said, "Master Ji, would you like to go for a walk in the valley with me?"

In fact, Ji Qinglin has almost finished wandering around the valley, but he also knows that Fuqiu's word "walking around" is a drunkard's intention, and he is really curious about what he wants to "talk alone" with himself, so he hesitates for a moment Finally, he turned to Xie Wuyi and raised his eyebrows, as if asking if he should go.

"Do you still need to ask for instructions?" Fuqiu teased.

Ji Qinglin curled his lips, thinking that I am in someone else's territory, so if I want to run around in this territory now, shouldn't I say hello to my master?

Xie Wuyi actually didn't know what Fuqiu wanted to "talk" with Ji Qinglin alone, but he already guessed some possibility from Fuqiu's meaningful words.

Because of this possibility, he seemed to be experiencing a battle between heaven and man in his heart at this moment, but he couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to more or worrying more.

After a long time, he finally took a deep look at Ji Qinglin as if giving up resistance, and said softly, "Go if you want."

Ji Qinglin smiled with satisfaction, pointed to the meeting hall beside him and said, "Then why don't you rest here for a while?"

Xie Wuyi nodded absent-mindedly, but he didn't really enter the hall to wait as he said, but watched Fuqiu lead Ji Qinglin up the mountain along the stone steps worriedly.

Not long after walking, Fuqiu said leisurely: "I heard that your father Lingtang was a famous talent and beauty in this Daluan capital when he was young?"

Ji Qinglin nodded, but murmured in his heart: This Fuqiu said he wanted to "chat", could it be that it's just gossip?

Just thinking about it, Fuqiu asked again: "Have they ever told you interesting things before you were born?"

Ji Qinglin was a little dazed, and after thinking about it for a while, he said uncertainly: "What is considered interesting?"

"For example..." Fuqiu thought for a while and then smiled, "When Lingtang was pregnant with you, did anything unusual happen?"

Although Ji Qinglin was a little puzzled, he searched his memory earnestly, and it took him a long time to vaguely recall a past incident that his father had casually mentioned.

After having four daughters, Master Ji and Mrs. Ji didn't want to have any more children. he.

According to Mr. Ji, the boat they were on lost its way at sea, and after drifting with the tide for several days, they arrived at an unknown snowfield, where it was frozen thousands of miles away, and the clothes and food that the couple and their entourage carried Most of them have been consumed, and they are about to be buried in the ice and snow.

Just when everyone was almost desperate after several unsuccessful attempts to return to the voyage, Mrs. Ji unexpectedly discovered that she was pregnant. She firmly believed that this was God's hint of "life" hope, and encouraged everyone to raise the sails again , follow the direction of the wind to find the way home.

Coincidentally, this time, with the help of God, they really found their way back with the wind, and set foot on the long-lost coast before they ran out of ammunition and food.

After listening to Ji Qinglin's narration, Fuqiu nodded with a smile as if he had finally confirmed something, and asked, "Did they tell you, where is the sea?"