[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Su Mengzhen and Zhong Yanqiu lived in that small village for several years. Sometimes Su Mengzhen sat in the yard surrounded by the flowers and plants he planted. He opened a small vegetable garden beside the yard and planted some Both he and Zhong Yanqiu are not good at farming the common vegetables such as radishes and cabbage in the north, and when they are exhausted, they are just talking on paper. Therefore, although they are quite dedicated in serving them, the vegetables in the vegetable field are still listless and lifeless.

The sound of books came from next door, and the voice of the child was tender and soft. There were not many people. All he wanted were children aged seven or eight. In the village, such an old child could already be used as half a labor force, and there were only a few families. Willing to send children to study.

People in the village are in awe of knowledge, but when they have access to knowledge, they give up sending their children here thinking "I've been illiterate for so many years, it's not the same".

Su Mengzhen didn't force it, and she enjoyed teaching the few children under her command.

There is also a row of wooden shelves in the yard, and the dustpans above are drying medicinal materials, and the whole yard is filled with a faint fragrance of medicine. The sun is at its best, warming the body, Su Mengzhen half-closed his eyes, All of a sudden, he felt that the bloody storms in the rivers and lakes and the intrigues in the court seemed to be the events of his previous life. It was as if he was born to live in this small village, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, teaching a few children Reading and literacy, the only trouble is why the vegetables in the vegetable field are always so small.

There is nothing wrong with this, but occasionally, at a certain moment, he will feel a little dazed and at a loss, plus a little bit of exhaustion from nowhere.

"You feel tired." Zhong Yanqiu said casually while flipping through the herbs.

In the phrase.

If you have never seen the vastness of the outside world, and you only see a few small villages in the mountains, then even if you stay here for a lifetime, you will not have the slightest complaint, because for them, there are only a few mountains in the world , a few villages in the mountains, plus the small poor town at the foot of the mountain.

But Su Mengzhen's world is far more than just one or two mountains and one or two villages. He always stands on a high place and sees a more magnificent and vast scenery than anyone else.

It's natural to be bored, young people in the Jianghu are old in the Jianghu, once they enter the Jianghu, how can they get out?

"We've stayed here for too long." Zhong Yanqiu said, "I'm a little tired too."

However, the "here" he said did not refer to this village, but to this world.

He rarely stays in one world for too long.

"...It's time to go." He silently omitted the subject, and only lightly announced the subsequent decision.

"Then I'll go and pack my things." Su Mengzhen nodded with a smile, got up very naturally and began to think about how to properly arrange the affairs after they left. Are you going to leave me behind?"

Zhong Yanqiu shook his head, lowered his head and turned over the herbs.

His ability stems from his unstable soul, which means that even if he wants to stay in a certain world, the world will expel him when the time comes, and he has to admit that it is in his nature to enjoy such a world. of life.

In different spaces and different times, he is like a ship without an anchor, even if it docks occasionally, he still involuntarily chases the wind and the distance.

He didn't know if Su Mengzhen would like this kind of life, maybe it would be fresh and exciting at first, and maybe it would gradually turn into exhausting torture.

But before that, Su Mengzhen's illusion of liking him should disappear.

Human beings are always easy to like the new and dislike the old, especially when it comes to the lover on the pillow.

Zhong Yanqiu is very self-aware of how boring he is.

With that in mind, he closed his eyes and accepted Su Mengzhen's approaching kiss, rubbing his ears and temples, and entangled his lips and tongue.

In the past few years, they seem to have done a lot of what a lover should do except for the last step. The initial novelty has gradually evolved into the current natural intimacy.

Maybe the enthusiasm will fade faster than he imagined.

Zhong Yanqiu turned his head to look at the sky, and took away Su Mengzhen's hand that was resting on his belt.

The sun is high, and there are children studying next door, so it is not suitable for prostitution in the daytime.

Su Mengzhen licked the corners of her lips, not in a hurry.

The so-called long future, he does not lack the patience to wait.

Now, let's do a good job in the aftermath first.

He didn't intend to sell the house in the village, but he just found someone to turn it into a private school. He also sent word to the subordinates of Jinfengxiyu Building to find two talented scholars with real talents to sit in the school. Among the few children in my family, there are two talents that are not bad, and if you study hard, you can get some fame in the exam.

Half a month later, the business in Northern Xinjiang was booming, and Li Qiushui, who went to the door of the house to play "If you don't serve me comfortably, I will cut off your military rations" with his family's relatives, was received by God. The package of the master and brother who has been missing for several years.

A month later, Wu Xingyun and Bao Zheng, who were visiting their eldest son and daughter-in-law in Kaifeng Mansion, also received packages from Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen.

Another month later, Wu Yazi's package, which had kicked Pang Tong out of his room countless times while squatting on the southeast coast, also arrived.

There was nothing good in the package, mostly odds and ends, such as straw wood carvings, and some dried fruits and mountain products, which fully proved that their master and senior brother lived quite comfortably in the mountains these years.

Except for them, Bai Jintang, who has lived in the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower for many years and everyone has to greet Bai Ye when he goes out, has a contorted expression on the letter urging him to find a wife and have a baby early, or else he will really die. Bai Yutang, who stepped on the door with one foot, turned his head and walked out again.

It seems that my brother is not in a good mood, he should go to Mao'er to stay for two days first.

Zhong Yanqiu hung the red sleeve knife on his waist, and gently stroked the handle of the knife, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong? If you leave, you will never come back."

The Red Sleeve Knife trembled slightly, as if responding silently.

"Then let's go." Zhong Yanqiu looked up at the "lines" intertwined in time and space, and his figure was shaking vaguely, like ink drops in water, gradually disappearing into nothingness.

From Zhong Yanqiu's point of view, jumping in time and space is not such an uncomfortable thing. His body and soul have already adapted to the erosion of the "wind" in time and space, and even because of his cultivation base, he has some difficulties in this world. For the sake of diligence, he didn't feel any discomfort even if he was distracted from protecting the red sleeve knife that was lodged with Su Mengzhen, and he was a little more comfortable than before.

But for Su Mengzhen, who was awake for the first time to experience the jump of time and space, this journey is undoubtedly long and painful. It is not uncomfortable to shrink in the red sleeve knife, just like wearing an extra thick coat , in the harsh "wind" of space, covering such a thick shell relieved him a lot of burden.

What does it feel like to jump in time and space? It’s like jumping off a cliff of unknown height, the air is drained, nothing can be heard in the ears, and the sound of unknown sound is heard, and the sight is dizzy and colorful. , the color is so colorful that it seems to have turned into a thick black, and there are endless waves of wind and waves that want to devour people.

Then, as if passing through a thin membrane, as if poking his head out of the water, the air was filled again, and his body bounced out involuntarily, lightly, and Su Meng leaned against Zhong Yanqiu's body with a loose mouth. Panting, my ears are still buzzing, I can't see anything clearly, everything is flashing with colors that are so bright that I can't open my eyes.

He instinctively looked around to determine his position, but before he could turn his head, the alarm sounded sharply from the sense of crisis in his body, and Su Mengzhen subconsciously held the red sleeve knife at Zhong Yanqiu's waist with his backhand and drew it Unsheathed, the bright water red splashed blood-colored flowers.

Zhong Yanqiu looked at the three-tiered and outer-tiered people who were facing enemies, and smiled helplessly.