Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

Chapter 7
Baishan Village.

Taking the name of the mountain, as the name suggests, it is a small village built on the side of the mountain.

Ling Song carried a small bundle on his back, handed Ling Su his right hand, and the two walked towards the village together.

The mountain villages composed of thatched huts, adobe houses and bamboo buildings are obviously not aesthetically pleasing.

There is no such poetic and picturesque feeling of "carrying with the Tian family, childishness opening the Jingfei. Green bamboos enter the quiet path, green radishes brushing the clothes", only the reality of low eaves, Artemisia weeds, chicken excrement and cow dung everywhere.

The toddler would not open the door to say hello to them, but hid behind the fence, looking at them quietly with vigilant eyes and curiosity.

For Ling Song, everything around him is very strange.

Following Ling Su's pace, she subconsciously got closer.

It was not too late, and there were mostly old people and young children around Ling Song's age in the village. Almost all the rest of the people were working outside or went hunting in the mountains and hadn't returned yet.

"Are you... the little offspring of the Ling family at the west end of the village before?" The siblings passed through the front village, and finally someone recognized Ling Su.

It was an old man with crutches and a stooped figure.

He stood at the door of a low soil embryo house, and greeted Ling Su through the chai gate of the small fenced yard.

"It's me, Grandpa gui, I'm back." Ling Su responded with a smile.

The old man was dressed in black coarse cloth, his gray hair was only fixed with a wooden hairpin, his sideburns were messy, and there were a few strands of hair hanging down in front of his wrinkled forehead fluttering gently in the breeze.

The vicissitudes of life and old appearance make people easily think of the word "the dying years".

"I remember you went out with someone two years ago, right? You said you were going to the city to ask for a living. I haven't seen you for a long time. You are taller than before. I almost didn't recognize you just now. Next to you is..."

The old man looked at Ling Song who was beside Ling Su, and couldn't help being curious.

Could it be that this kid has only been in the city for two years, and he not only begged for a wife, but also had a daughter?

It shouldn't be, the time is not right.

"Oh, Grandpa GUI, this is my younger sister. Her name is Ling Song, and her nickname is Nannan." Ling Su introduced, and motioned for Ling Song to call someone.

Ling Song said timidly, "Hi, Grandpa!"

"Hey, good."

The old man nodded subconsciously, but his eyes were even more surprised.

When did Ling Su have a younger sister?

Looking at the backs of the two brothers and sisters walking away, the old man was full of self-doubt: "After the couple of the Ling family died of illness, isn't there only one young child left? Could it be that I remembered wrongly?

Well, the older you get, the more useless you become..."

……

The Ling family's old house was on the west side of the village, next to two big locust trees, and consisted of three low, small earthen houses.

There is also a small courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence in front of the house.

In terms of activity space alone, it must be much larger than the sundries yard in Qushui City.

It's a pity that since Ling Su left, this old house has become an ownerless property.Not only was the bamboo fence in the small courtyard torn up and down by people, but the thatch on the roof was missing a piece in the east and a gap in the west.

I don't know if it was "borrowed" by someone, or it was blown away by too much wind.

At the gate of the small courtyard, Caimen had already fallen on the ground, covered with moss, and even a few clusters of unknown mushrooms grew.

Ling Song followed Ling Su and walked into the small yard with many weeds.

She opened a pair of black eyes and looked around. The ground under her feet was soft, and the whole yard was empty except for weeds.

When her brother opened the door and walked into one of the rooms, she quickly followed him in.

The room was densely covered with cobwebs, and the tables, chairs and benches were either covered with thick dust, or had a dark blue color with a layer of slippery moss because of the rain leaking from the roof.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing Ling Su coughing lightly and fanning the dust with his hands, Ling Song followed suit.

The siblings inspected each of the houses. The three earthen houses were all supported by a few logs, and the walls were made of bamboo mats, hay and clay.

It is so thin that there are even gaps in some places where light passes through.

Looking at these scenes, the young Ling Song understood for the first time what is meant by "defeat".

Of course, she didn't dislike it.

After her parents disappeared, she wandered around in the city, suffered too much, and received a lot of stares. Now she finally met Ling Su who was willing to take care of her, and all other external things were not important.

As long as he can stay by Ling Su's side, that's fine.

"Okay, brother is going to clean up the house." Ling Su put down the bamboo basket, took the small bundle off Ling Song's shoulders, and let her go outside to play in the yard by herself.

Hearing this, Ling Song shook his head firmly: "My daughter can also help."

"Then you can help my brother pull out the weeds in the yard, okay?" Ling Su had obviously figured out her character, and knew that this little girl didn't want people to think she was useless, so he simply assigned her a task.

Ling Song readily agreed, turned around and ran to the yard, and began to "busy".

The courtyard is not big, but Ling Song is only three or four years old.

Full of fighting spirit, Ling Song felt a little tired just after pulling out more than a dozen weeds.

But looking back at Ling Su who was cleaning the house, the little girl gritted her teeth and continued to work hard.

I can't let my brother work hard alone!

Finally, after half an hour, with Ling Song's unremitting efforts, all the weeds in the small yard were pulled out by her, and the whole yard looked much cleaner.

"Brother, it's all done!" She excitedly ran to ask Ling Su for credit.

"Nunnan is really amazing, are you tired? Sit down and rest, brother is about to finish cleaning here, let's cook corn porridge later."

"Hee hee... Big brother, you also work hard!" Ling Su's compliment made the little girl feel complacent.

She put her hands behind her back and smiled brightly with her little belly shy.

Although there is a lot of dirt and dust on his face and a few dead grasses hanging from his hair, it looks dirty, but just looking at the big crescent-shaped eyes makes it difficult to feel disgusted.

Ling Song moved the small stool to the yard and sat down, reached into his bosom to feel it, and took out a small red date from the pocket that was sewn inside.

This is what old man Pei handed to her before.

Ling Song only ate three of them on the way, and she put away the remaining four.

I had just finished pulling the weeds, and there was no place to wash my hands. A few finger prints were inevitably left on the red dates.

But the little girl didn't pay too much attention, she just wiped it with her sleeve and stuffed the red dates into her mouth.

As the red dates are bitten, the dryness of the soil is quickly replaced by the sweetness of the pulp.Ling Song sucked hard, and swallowed the sweet saliva, his taste buds immediately relaxed, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.

It took a full cup of tea for Ling Song to finish eating this red date.Reluctantly spitting out the gnawed fruit core.

She turned her head and looked into the room, and saw that Ling Su was making the bed with her back turned to her, and the slightly bored Ling Song couldn't help turning his eyes to the grimace mask and bronze little ring that had been taken out and placed on the table.

The two gadgets were made by Ling Su himself, and they are the only toys for the siblings, so it is impossible to throw them away when they move.

Ling Song's eyeballs rolled around, and a certain idea suddenly popped up.

Soon, she tiptoed into the room, quietly picked up the mask and put it on her head, then walked towards Ling Su step by step.

Until she came up behind Ling Su on tiptoe, the young man seemed to be unaware of all this.

Ling Song couldn't help being delighted, she pursed her lips to hold back a smile, and reached out to pat her brother's clothes.

When Ling Su looked back, Ling Song immediately jumped forward with bared teeth and claws——

"Wow!"

"ah!"

The vicious dragon roared, scaring Ling Su to hold his chest on the spot, his pupils shocked, and he jumped up on the spot.

The expression is extremely exaggerated.

The young and ignorant little Ling Song doesn't know what acting skills are exaggerated, he only thinks that he has successfully frightened his brother.

She pushed the grimace mask away from her forehead, and laughed so excitedly that she made a duck sound: "Ha quack quack..."

"Oh, it turned out to be you little troublemaker! How dare you scare me, let's see what's going on!" Ling Su "suddenly realized", and raised his hand like a shame to catch Ling Song.

Seeing this, Ling Song quickly screamed, turned his head and ran away.

The two brothers and sisters circled around the table, just playing around in the room that had just been cleaned.

The long-lost laughter made these thatched huts, which had not been lived in for a long time, finally have a bit of human atmosphere.

　There is a bug in the last chapter, Xiaoyaomen is the sect in the original book, but the plot of this book happened "two 10,000+ years ago" of the original storyline, so Xiaoyaomen should not appear, and now it has been changed to Minghe Palace!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)