Jia Mo

The gravel road creaked under her feet, and Fu Lan carried Qi Yin on her back through the fence, with the towering trees above her head, the leaves fluttering, like hiding many pigeons with flapping wings.Fu Lan went back to the house, put her on the bed, swiped her index finger, and the charm on the wall dimmed a bit, leaving a little bit of warm orange light.

The kid fell asleep halfway through the story, so Fu Lan had to carry him back.The dim halo softened his brows, eyes closed, tired and peaceful.Fulan squatted by the bed and looked at Qi Yin. After being separated for nearly 13 years, mortals have a bad memory, especially childhood memories. When she was young, she pulled his skirt and called Qi Yin, and she still shed tears in his arms. I don't remember any of it.Fulan looked at him quietly, a little depressed.

Qi Yin seemed to have dreamed of something, frowned slightly, and called softly, "Brother..."

Fu Lan was taken aback.

The black cat jumped to Qi Yin's pillow and said, "Stupid, my baby dreamed of you."

Fu Lan brushed Qi Yin's hair behind her ears, and nodded slightly.

Well, the puppy dreamed about his little brother.

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The belated bells scattered into the forest, startling a group of white cranes and flying high.

Qi Yin yawned and got up, washed his face and rinsed his mouth in the yard, there was no washbasin or towel, so he had to make do with a wooden bucket, although this bucket was also tattered, with half a piece of wood missing on one side.Except for theirs, the other cottages were empty, and there was silence on both sides of the dirt road. Some brothers forgot to close the door, and they could vaguely see a place of pots and pans inside.After being dazed for a while, I remembered that they had morning classes. Qi Yin and Fu Lan had just arrived, and it took two days before they started to follow everyone in class.

While yawning, she went down the mountain to eat breakfast in the vegetable garden, and Fu Lan walked ahead with the cat on her shoulders.The dead cat was very lazy, and was unwilling to go on a longer journey by itself, and asked Fulan to carry it.Today it is carried on the left shoulder, and tomorrow it is carried on the right shoulder. According to the fat cat, it is to prevent Fu Lan from growing into high and low shoulders.

After walking for half an hour, I finally arrived at the vegetable garden, which was square and full of white and tender Chinese cabbage.It is clearly not yet the season, but it has grown white and big, with dewdrops rolling on the white jade-like stems, and it is completely ready for harvest.

It is said to be a dining room, but there is no one there. There is only a stove and a few greasy square tables. It seems that you have to cook by yourself.Fulan put on the straps, pulled out a Chinese cabbage and hugged it to the stove, fetched water to wash the rice, washed and chopped vegetables, nothing happened.Qi Yin sat on the bench, this was the first time he was served in so many years.You don't need to cook, just open your mouth and wait for the meal, which makes you feel a little uncomfortable.

Qi Yin himself doesn't remember any of the past events that Fu Lan talked about last night.He was so young at that time, he didn't even remember his mother, let alone these two monsters.

Since arriving at his aunt's house, he has never been back to Wujiang, and he has never met his fellow villagers before, and no one has told him about his mother's time in Wujiang, so there is no way to verify whether what Fulan said is true or not.Seeing that Fulan's expression and tone didn't seem to be fake, but soon after Fulan returned to southern Xinjiang, his mother moved around, and even went to his aunt, and put him on eighteen colored glazes to cover up his breath, obviously to hide from these two demons.

He remembered that his aunt said a few things about his mother, most of which were to make fun of his mother's nagging, saying that every night before going to bed, she would block the door with a box and table, ask ghost fire Taoist priests to paste all over the walls, and lead her everywhere. Qi Yin, it was at that time that Qi Yin ran around with his mother to work and get tanned.

"New here?" A man suddenly turned into the doorway, wearing a patched light blue Taoist robe, with disheveled hair, a dark face, a scar on his face, from the left eyebrow across the bridge of the nose to the right face Zing, if the cut was deeper, his entire skull would be broken into two halves.

The one who lives in the vegetable garden is probably the precept elder, Master Ye Qingming.Qi Yin was about to salute, when Qingming stretched out his hand to block it, and said, "Don't salute me. Let me tell you the truth, Wufang Mountain just sent me an invitation a few days ago to dig me to give lectures. Hanging the southeast branch is a matter of life or death, I patted my ass and left." He sat down opposite Qi Yin with his sleeves in his hands, "So, when your master ascends to heaven, I will go to Wufang Mountain immediately. I am not interested in knowing who you are Anyone, don't call me Shishu, just treat me as someone passing by."

Qi Yin: "..."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Fu Lan and said: "Boy with a white face, make me a portion too, and you will be honoring the old man."

Fu Lan complied obediently, turned around and went out and pulled out a Chinese cabbage and came back.

Ye Qingming pulled a piece of grass to tease the black cat, "You two boys, were you tricked into coming here? Why do you want to practice Taoism if you don't do good mortals?"

"Uh, how do you say that sentence, slay demons and eliminate demons, hold the sword to defend the way." Qi Yin scratched his head, his eyes fluttered with guilt.

Ye Qingming laughed, and said: "Forget it, ten disciples were sent out before Feng Huanshan, five were kidnapped by swindlers, three returned home to do business and farm, and one was reduced to begging on the street for a living."

"Is there another one?"

"I was eaten by a demon while slaying demons."

Qi Yin: "..."

Ye Qingming grabbed Qi Yin's arm and kneaded it from the shoulder to the finger bone.Qi Yin was taken aback, thinking that Master Lao Shizi also had a broken sleeve?He wanted to free his hand, but this guy had great strength, his fingers pinched Qi Yin's bones, causing Qi Yin to grin his teeth in pain.

Ye Qingming touched for a long time, shook his head, and said: "The roots are mediocre, and the meridians are narrow. Like you, it may take a hundred or eight years of cultivation to achieve a little success. However, you have to survive until that age. "

Qi Yin rubbed his arms and said depressedly: "Did you touch the bone just now?"

Ye Qingming nodded.

"Mediocrity is mediocrity, practice for fun, if you really can't do it, I'll bluff and deceive you." Qi Yin said flatly.

He didn't have much hope at first, thinking that he would be content with a roof to keep out the wind and rain.Thinking about it, it really is God's fault. His father, the dog sword fairy, is said to be a rare swordsman genius in Wufang Mountain. The talent was not passed on to him at all.

Ye Qingming poked his head to look at Fulan's pot, frowned, and said, "Why are you cooking rice paste? We don't have any children here."

Fu Lan poured the paste into a bowl, said: "Yes, Xiao Yin."

"Who is Xiaoyin?"

Qi Yin supported her forehead and raised her hand, "Me."

Ye Qingming looked surprised, and said: "You are so strong, kid!"

After breakfast, I will go to the top of the mountain to pay my respects to Master. This is called morning and evening meditation, and I have to go there every morning and evening.Qi Yin reckoned that the other brothers and sisters ignored it, after all, no one came to greet Qingming.But they just came, it's better to obey the rules.

The fat man was still awake when they arrived, and he waited at the door for an hour before letting them in.Qing Shi was still sitting on the rattan chair, his face was white and his cheeks were a little red, like a Buddha with a big belly in a temple.He took a sip of tea as usual, and picked a piece of vine from the back of the chair to pick his teeth. The back of the chair was almost bald.

Three Taoist boys who looked exactly the same stood beside him to serve him, the one holding the towel, and the one holding the tea bowl, with red lips and white teeth, like paper dolls in funerals.Qi Yin felt that these three people were weird, so he couldn't help but look at them a few more times.When he came back to see there were only two, he thought they were twins, but he didn't expect them to be triplets.

Fu Lan and Qi Yin invited Ann, and Qing Shi said with a smile: "I have a heart, I have a heart. Your brothers and sisters haven't come to invite Ann for almost three years." He said with a sigh, "The child is grown up. I can't help my mother."

Qi Yin thought silently, Master, you are a man.

Yun Zhi came in by the side door, holding a broom and a rake in his hand, and distributed them to Qi Yin and Fu Lan respectively.Qi Yin was holding the broom with a dazed expression on his face, did he ask Fu Lan to rake the vegetable garden while he was being asked to sweep the floor?

"You are going to attend class with your brothers in two days, this is a tool for your fencing class." Qing Shi said.

"Uh, that..." Qi Yin was full of doubts and asked, "Shouldn't Yu Jian use a sword? How to use this thing?"

"Young disciple's words are wrong." Qing Shi sat upright, suddenly showing a seriousness that is not often seen on weekdays, "The way of the sword is to cultivate the heart of the sword and obtain the intent of the sword. A piece of wood, a brick, or a stone can be used as a sword, why stick to three feet of ordinary iron?"

Is it really not because there is no money to buy a sword?Qi Yin was suspicious.

Qi Yin hesitated for a while, then asked again: "Master, how long will it take to learn the art of controlling the sword? Uncle Qingming said that my bones are not very good, will it take a long time to practice?"

"Bad bones?" Qing-style beard curled up, eyes wide open and said, "Don't underestimate yourself, little disciple, you are born with extraordinary roots and bones, a rare beauty that is hard to come by in a hundred years. Swordsmanship is just for beginners, it's up to you With talent, you can achieve something in a few months."

"Really..." Qi Yin didn't quite believe it, "Then when will Dao Dharma be accomplished?"

"Young disciple, don't be impatient." Qing Shi took off his hat, revealing his shiny bald head, "When you practice like me, you will be the number one person in Sifang Immortal Mountain."

Yun Zhi patted Qi Yin on the shoulder and said: "Master is right. I went to the Wufang Fairy Mountain Conference a few years ago. All the elders were bald and shiny. Even the Pearl of the Night was saved at the conference. Look If you want to climb to the top, you must first go to the top!"

"Is it still too late for me to go back to Wu Tang?" Qi Yin twitched his lips, "Yunzhi, you said that Yu Jian would give me away."

"Of course." Yun Zhi smiled, and stretched out his gloved palm, "Travel expenses are ten taels of silver, no haggling."

"Your grandpa's..."

"By the way," Qing Shi waved his hand, and a book flew out from the bookshelf and landed in Fu Lan's arms, "Xiao Lan, as a demon, it is very valuable for you to turn your back on evil. This "Tao Te Ching" is for you. Reciting silently three times every morning and evening will benefit your cultivation.”

Fu Lan thanked her, and the two went out together.

The sky was bright, Qi Yin stood in the yard with a depressed expression on his face.That fat man had a fat head and a fat face, and he looked like a charlatan no matter what he looked at.What he said was a mess, and he didn't know which sentences were true and which were false.Even Yun Zhi is a liar, so he can't believe it.Looking down at the tattered broom in his arms, he felt even more gloomy about the future.

Fu Lan has practiced the way of demons for so long, she should be very knowledgeable, and asked him if he should be reliable.Qi Yin asked: "Brother Dumb, do you think it's reliable for Master to let us practice swords with brooms and rakes?"

Fu Lan nodded.

"Then it seems that what he said is really good. Every plant and every tree can be a sword. It makes sense when you think about it." Qi Yin scratched his head and said, "Since he didn't lie, it seems that I am not bad at all. Is it really good?"

Fu Lan shook her head, said: "Pingping capital."

Qi Yin: "..."

The black cat yawned and said, "The fat man is probably afraid that you don't have confidence, so he told a little lie to encourage you. Darling, swordsmanship is very dependent on talent, and hard work can't make up for it. Do you want to consider cultivating our demon?" Dao? You only need to swallow a few monsters and eat a few children, and you will achieve great success immediately, hahaha."

"Stop it, I won't be able to cultivate the way of demons even if I die."

Qi Yin struggled for a while, obviously there was a voice in his heart telling him to accept his fate, but there was a budding hope popping up again.Then he asked again, "If I take some elixir for washing scriptures and cutting bones, will it be beneficial?"

The black cat shook his head, "That kind of medicine is very expensive, and you can't afford it if you sell it with the idiot."

Alas, Qi Yin sighed, in the end it was still short of money.