Fairy is in trouble

Chapter 1 Boys and Girls

The lake is at the bottom of the fog, and there are dark waves. The rain falls in the lake, and it makes a gloomy sound.

Xia Jing doesn't like rain, nor does he like fog.This body has not yet practiced cultivation. Rain will make his skin clammy and fog will make his vision short and narrow.

He likes people coming over the lake.

The rain is like the fine beads strung by the slanting wind, and the fog is like the thin curtain hanging from the sky.On the lake, a beautiful figure held a small boat, parting the heavy bead curtain, and the bow of the boat hit ripples like footprints, heading towards him.

The boat was still some distance away from the river bank. The girl who was punting the boat had already jumped onto the pier. With a sway of her gray-brown raincoat and a flash of her white palm, the cable pile was firmly embedded in the soil.

The wooden boat hit the shore with several muffled sounds. The girl didn't even look at it, stepping on the water and running towards the young man in the fog.

Halfway through the run, her pace slowed down.

Thinking of the purpose of her coming and what she wanted to say, her cheeks felt slightly hot.

She lowered her head, adjusted her coir raincoat, straightened the bamboo hat on her head, let the wind and raindrops dissipate the heat on her cheeks, and walked forward slowly.

I say it's slow, but in fact I just walk more gracefully and make less splash.After a while, the girl finished walking a short distance and stood in front of the young man.

The girl's name is Yun Yiyi, she lives on the other side of the lake, and she and Xia Jing are childhood sweethearts.

"Why are you standing here waiting?" Yun Yiyi's silvery voice was sticky with rain and mist, like sweet rice wine.

"I can see you here sooner."

Xia Jing looked at the girl in front of him. The coir raincoat covered her graceful figure but could not hide her beautiful face.Under the cover of fog and rain, the girl's already delicate face looked even whiter and brighter.

"Let's go and talk in the pavilion." Yun Yiyi smiled and held Xia Jing's hand.

The rain dripped down the raincoat and dripped on their clasped palms, bringing a cold and wet feeling. Neither of them cared about it. They didn't even realize the discomfort. They focused on each other's voice and appearance.

Walking into the thatched pavilion next to the pier, the two took off their raincoats, put down their bamboo hats, and sat side by side on the haystack.

The girl was chattering, talking about interesting things she had encountered recently.She had just returned to the village from the city and had not seen the boy for half a month. The accumulated words and desire to talk in her heart were enough to keep her talking all day long.

Xia Jing just responded, occasionally exclaiming, and supporting the girl's interest.

The fog outside the pavilion gradually dispersed, and the girl's voice gradually became lower. Her eyes were wandering, and her words were no longer enthusiastic.

Warmth brewed in her heart.

After a long silence, the girl raised her snow-white neck and squeezed Xia Jing's hand tightly.

"When the immortal exam is over, can you go to my house to propose marriage?" Her voice was as light as the wind outside the pavilion, blowing with affection as soft as rain.

Xia Jing looked at the girl's face. Her fair face was covered with crimson clouds, and her eyes were as clear as mountain springs.

There was only the sound of raindrops between heaven and earth, and Xia Jing didn't answer for a long time.

Yun Yiyi's face gradually turned pale. She was confused at first, then shocked, and finally panicked.

She hurriedly corrected her words: "I don't want you to talk, can I ask my father to go to your house to talk?"

In the Dali Dynasty, there was no reason for a woman to go to the groom's house to discuss marriage. The girl said this because proposing a marriage inevitably involved a betrothal gift and a wedding banquet, and given the situation of Xia Jing's family, it was difficult to come up with these expenses.

Xia Jing was still silent.

Yun Yiyi's face turned pale again, and she asked cautiously: "Why?"

Xia Jing frowned.

Grievances are like waves, hitting the girl's heart.The mist outside the pavilion was reflected in the girl's eyes, and the dense water vapor rolled into teardrops, rolled over her long neck, and spread on her chest, spreading a chill.

Seeing the glistening tears, Xia Jing was startled, and he raised his hand to caress the girl's face.

The girl threw herself into his arms, and his frown was like a gloomy mountain in the dark night, which made her uneasy and frightened.She had never seen Xia Jing frown before and thought she had offended the boy.

She reached out to caress her eyebrows and begged with choked sobs: "No more kissing, no more kissing, please don't be angry, okay?"

Xia Jing paused with his palms and stroked the girl's hair: "I'm not angry."

The girl's tears fell faster. Xia Jing only denied that he was angry, but did not deny that he did not propose marriage.

She wiped her tears on the boy's chest, clenched her hands around the boy's back into small fists, and thought bitterly in her heart, which vixen deceived her boy?

Is it Erya at the head of the village or Pear Blossom at the end of the village?Or is it the kenaf that has been moved away?
"It's because of the Immortal Examination." Xia Jing stopped the girl's delusion.

This answer was beyond Yun Yiyi's expectations.

The Immortal Examination is a test that takes place once every ten years. During this time, the immortals on the clouds will come to the village, select their favorite disciples, and take them back to the mountains to practice.

The chance of being selected is very slim. In Daonan County, the last time an immortal selected a disciple was more than 120 years ago.

As villagers in a remote village in Daonan County, everyone, including Yun Yiyi, would only occasionally dream about this incident in their dreams, and quickly forget it after waking up.

They dare not hope too much, because of numbness, because dreams are like hedgehogs, and they will prick themselves if they get too close.

They only regard Xian Kao as a festival and an important node in life.Immortals stipulate that only those who have passed the immortal examination twice can get married, take scientific examinations and travel far away from home.

Therefore, proposing marriage after the Immortal Examination has become a common saying between young men and women to express their feelings.They had already acquiesced in the failure of the Immortal Examination.

Yun Yiyi and Xia Jing are 16 years old this year. They have already experienced an immortal exam when they were six years old, and the next immortal exam is just around the corner.

"You will pass the immortal exam tomorrow." Xia Jing said to the girl.

To Yun Yiyi, these words were too exaggerated and dreamy. No one had ever said that to her, and she had never thought about it that way.

But she knew one thing clearly, if she passed the immortal test, she would be taken away by the immortal.

It was too cold above the clouds, but the boy's chest was warm.

She raised her head, looked into the boy's eyes, and said seriously and firmly, "I won't go even if you pass!"

Xia Jing wiped the tears from the girl's face: "I will go too."

Yun Yiyi was stunned with tears in her eyes.

It has not happened in the county for a hundred years for an immortal to choose one person. The young man actually said that an immortal would choose two people in this small village?And it's just the two of them?

She pouted, deciding that the boy was lying to her because he didn't want to respond to the marriage proposal.

"I heard that the person who was taken away by the immortal a hundred years ago had royal blood. I have nothing and am just a little village girl. How could I be chosen!" She muttered.

"The qualifications for cultivation are not given by immortals, and royal bloodline is not the key to the path."

Yun Yiyi was confused, what is practice?What are the qualifications?What is the path?
But the wonderful thing about language is that even if you don’t understand a few words, you can still understand the meaning of the entire sentence.

"If you don't look at bloodline, what are you looking at? Why did the immortal choose me?" There was a sense of resentment in her words, complaining that the immortal didn't know good from evil and came to ruin her good deeds.

Xia Jing thought for a long time, thinking about how to explain it in layman's terms.

He looked at Yun Yiyi's cheek and said, "Because you are beautiful."

These words were like a warm sun, dispelling all the anxiety, restlessness and grievance in Yun Yiyi's heart, and she smiled happily.

"How could an immortal be so superficial?" The girl didn't believe this. What made her happy was Xia Jing's praise.

She was a little shy.

This made Xia Jing feel distressed. He had known that he couldn't explain it, so he just frowned and hesitated for so long.

He could only promise: "If you fail to pass the immortal exam, I will ask my uncle to go to your house to propose marriage."

Finally waiting for this promise, Yun Yiyi hugged Xia Jing's waist tightly, and was so happy that she wanted to shout out of the pavilion, sharing this joy with the sky, lake and distant mountains.

Embarrassment followed closely. Her cheeks were as red as persimmons in October and as hot as stone surfaces in hot summer. She stood up from Xia Jing's arms, not daring to look at the boy's face.

She could hardly control the raising of the corners of her lips and the joyful singing in her throat. She was afraid that Xia Jing would think that she was not reserved, and that her violently beating heart would not be able to bear it.

She wanted to run away, but she had one more thing to do.

Grabbing Xia Jing's lapel, she pulled off the gray jade from the boy's chest and said with shame, "This is our token. If you don't come to propose marriage, I won't return it to you!"

Her threat was without any force, like the cry of a young animal, which made people pity her.Picking up her bamboo hat and coir raincoat, she hurried into the rain, jumped onto the boat, and disappeared into the rain curtain.

Staring at the direction the girl was leaving, Xia Jing raised his hand habitually and touched it on his chest.

He touched it empty, and the gray jade had been taken away by the girl.

The fog completely dissipated and the rain gradually stopped. The lake took off its veil and revealed its true face to Xia Jing.The sunlight shining between the clouds seemed to have been washed by rain, setting dazzling golden patterns on the lake.

Xia Jing looked at the lake. He always liked to look at the lake when he was in a daze.

In the spring, he looked at the new buds on the lakeside. In the summer, he looked at the grass growing wildly at the bottom of the lake. In the autumn, he looked at the leaves falling on the lake. He only didn't look at it in winter because it was too cold.

Many people prefer winter. The more biting the wind and the colder the snow, the happier they are. Zhao Shitou from the village head is one of them, but Xia Jing is not.

In cold weather, Xia Jing prefers to lie in a warm bed.

He has been looking at the lake for 16 years. Among the 16 years of lake scenery, the scene in front of him can be considered magnificent.

The sun shines down from the sky, driving away the rain and fog, singing its glory in the world. The puddles on the ground are the remnants of the darkness defeated by it, reflecting its majesty.

Because of today's special moment, the scenery in front of him made Xia Jing feel a little more carefree and happy. This was the most beautiful lake scenery he had ever seen in his life.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes obsessed and never satisfied, because he knew that after today, it would be difficult for him to look at a scene or a lake with such concentration and ease.

He thought about 16 years ago.

16 years ago, he gave up his dilapidated body, eliminated the mana he had accumulated for thousands of years, and dispersed the immortal energy that all practitioners dream of. He was reincarnated in this small fishing village and became a mortal, the son of a farmer living at the lowest level.

Being a mortal is more bitter than being an immortal, and the suffering is physical. Being an immortal is just as bitter as being a mortal, and the suffering is spiritual.

From an immortal to a mortal, the things that once troubled him could be temporarily put aside. The fire of mortal desires could not touch his spirit for a while, and he gained a rare period of peace.

Tomorrow, the outer elder of Fuguang Sect will arrive. He will follow him to the mountain to practice. The tide that has temporarily receded in the past 16 years will sweep back again.

He is not a person who likes to endure hardships. He has arranged everything before reincarnation. The Fuguang Sect has a card for him that can help him get through the early stage of practice smoothly.

The clouds dispersed, but the power of the sun has not diminished, but has become normal as the rain and fog receded. Xia Jing turned his head and looked at the haystacks in the pavilion.

The haystack shook twice, and a sturdy young man as big as himself emerged.

"Why did you say that to coax Yun Yiyi!" The sturdy young man clenched his fists and stared at Xia Jing like a wolf.

He is Zhao Shitou from the village head. His father was once a member of a martial arts school in the county town and passed down his martial arts skills to him. Every morning you can see him holding a stone lock and sweating profusely.Winter is no exception.

The wind and snow mixed with Zhao Shitou's sweat have molded his strong body. His eyes are like a wolf, not only because of his expression, but also because of the knotted muscles.

Last year, Zhao Shitou followed his father into the mountains and killed a black bear.

The villagers feared him from then on, and only three people could remain calm under his glare. Xia Jing was one of the three.

"I didn't lie to her." Xia Jing said.

"Didn't you lie to her?" Zhao Shitou raised his voice, and the anger in his eyes became more intense, "How could you be chosen by the immortal!"

"It's not that he was chosen by an immortal. The person who came here is not an immortal, and he has no ability to choose whoever he chooses. And..."

"And what?"

"You will be taken away tomorrow too."

Xia Jing's tone was sincere, but Zhao Shitou only found it funny. He sneered: "I don't know what I look like? Am I worthy?"

Immortals live forever and can call upon the wind and rain.Mortals and immortals are the earth and the sky. How can the earth touch the sky?It is disrespectful and ridiculous for the humble earth to just look up at the white clouds!

When he dreamed, he only dared to think that he was the illegitimate son of the county prince, and never dared to think that he could be chosen by the immortal.

He went to Daonan County with his father. There were more than a dozen young people in the county who were as capable of defeating tigers and leopards as he was. Why was he the most special one?He felt unworthy.

Xia Jing sighed: "There's no need to belittle yourself like this."

His comfort failed to have any effect, but instead became fire oil, fueling Zhao Shitou's inner fire.

"Are you not planning to propose marriage to the Yun family at all?" Zhao Shitou took a big step and asked Xia Jing.

"Yes," Xia Jing answered truthfully, "because she and I both want to go to the mountains to practice."

Zhao Shitou didn't listen to the second half of the sentence. He concluded that Xia Jing had no intention of responding to Yun Yiyi's feelings, and his words about being chosen by the immortal were just clumsy excuses.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and anger turned into strength and accumulated in his fists: "So you are lying to her! You don't want to marry her at all!"

Xia Jing understood that he could no longer explain the truth to Zhao Shitou today. He was too lazy to waste any more words and replied coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Shitou opened his mouth. He wanted to use the harshest words and the most righteous principles to refute Xia Jing, but he soon discovered that he could not remember the words in the storytelling, and he had no righteous principles.

The Yun family moved here 20 years ago and he has nothing to do with Yun Yiyi. The Xia family moved here earlier and has nothing to do with him.

He opened his mouth and closed it again, but the wildfire in his heart had reached its peak.

It had nothing to do with him, he was just minding his own business, and that fact stung him.

He cares about this matter because he likes Yun Yiyi, so when he sees the two approaching the pavilion, he hides in the haystack, and when he sees Xia Jing bullying Yun Yiyi, he steps out and scolds her.

What made him even more annoyed was that when he stood up, he didn't want to lift the veil of Xia Jing's ugliness and keep him away from Yun Yiyi, but he wanted Xia Jing to find his way back and treat Yun Yiyi better.

He always felt that he was inferior to Xia Jing, far inferior.

Xia Jing has been a genius since he was a child. He will definitely come back with a full harvest when fishing, and the bamboo baskets he weaves can be sold to rich families. His reading is first praised by the old scholars invited by the village, and then by the county's elite.After passing the Immortal Examination, the Juren Master will accept him as his disciple.

Zhao Shitou didn't understand the imperial examination, but he heard from Yun Yiyi's grandfather that with Xia Jing's talent and learning, he could at least win the imperial examination.Yun Yiyi's grandfather was a scholar invited by the village.

What made him even more sad and angry was that his father touched Xia Jing's bones ten years ago and exclaimed that Xia Jing was a rare talent that could only be seen in a century. If he practiced martial arts, he would definitely become famous.

His father called the elders of the sect and wanted to accept Xia Jing as a disciple, but Xia Jing refused them, saying that practicing martial arts was too hard.

Zhao Shitou therefore felt that he was far inferior to Xia Jing.

Zhao Shitou therefore felt that only Xia Jing was worthy of Yun Yiyi.

Of course he is not the generous saint in storytelling. He will also feel humiliated. This humiliation weighs on his heart, and part of it turns into the motivation for him to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer.

There was still a part remaining in his chest, and at this moment, it was ignited by Xia Jing's simple rhetorical question and exploded in his chest!

He raised his fist and hit the hateful boy in front of him.

His fists were fast and heavy, with the sound of wind and his roar, like galloping horses and thunder!

A year ago on the mountain, he used such a hard fist and such a heart-wrenching roar to kill the black bear with two punches.

A year has passed, and his power has become more powerful and his strength has become more concentrated. If he encounters that black bear again, he can beat the black bear's brains with just one punch!
He didn't want to break Xia Jing's brains. If Xia Jing died, wouldn't Yun Yiyi have to remain a widow for the rest of her life?

He didn't use his full strength.He aimed at Xia Jing's shoulder, not his right shoulder. The right shoulder was connected to the right arm, which was used to hold a pen and caress Yun Yiyi's face.He aimed at Xia Jing's useless left shoulder!

When his fist touched Xia Jing's shoulder, Xia Jing moved.

Xia Jing punched, his punch was very slow and light, without any sound, like drizzle or gentle wind. By the time Zhao Shitou noticed Xia Jing's punch, the rain had already fallen on his face and the wind had blown passed his body.

He fell into the puddle, pain radiating from his abdomen.Only then did he know where Xia Jing's fist had hit.

The pain extinguished his anger. Staring at the young man's retreating background, doubts and realizations arose in his heart.

What puzzled Zhao Shitou was how Xia Jing defeated him?

He could feel that Xia Jing's strength was only slightly stronger than ordinary people. This level of strength should only be able to tickle him, but now it made him fall to the ground, unable to move in pain.

He vaguely realized that the reason lay in the timing and position of Xia Jing's attack.

What Zhao Shitou realized was that Xia Jing was better than him in a fight.

As expected, only Xia Jing is worthy of Yun Yiyi.

(End of this chapter)