I Am Immortal

  Chapter 66 Reply

  In front of the firewood house on the side of the village.

  Qi Wuhuo sensed something was wrong, and instinctively cut it, but turned around to look, but saw nothing.

Only the few children who were running around playing with branches looked at the young Taoist with curiosity and envy, or at the straight branch in the young Taoist's hand, their eyes were about to shine, the last one was more courageous The child asked: "Brother, are you here to find someone? Are you a guest from the village?!"

  The young Taoist nodded.

  The tiger-headed child said: "That, that..."

   "Can you master swordsmanship?"

  Qi Wuhuo originally wanted to say yes.

  But I thought of my senior sister's calmness in the opening chapter that she despises all sword immortals in the world.

  The voice paused slightly, and replied: "Just a little bit."

   Then, looking at the envious eyes of the children, she smiled knowingly, bent slightly, her sleeves drooped slightly, stretched out her hand, and sent the branch over, and said with a smile: "I'm here for you, let's play with it..."

   "Yeah!"

   "Thank you big brother!"

   Together, the children were very happy and left after playing.

The young Taoist stood up, watched them go away, and heard the old man's voice from a distance: "Ha, little Taoist, you got up early, but you are better? Yesterday I planned to guard you outside, but this The rain is really too heavy, the old man and I can't take it anymore, so I have to go back earlier."

   "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so I brought some clothes here. If you don't mind, you can change into them..."

  Yesterday's old gentleman approached, but he was surprised.

  Seeing that the youth's humanitarian robe was fresh, it was not wet from the rain as he had guessed.

  Qi Wuhuo said:

   "Thank you Mr. Zhou, there is actually a place in the firewood house to avoid the rain, so I didn't get my clothes wet."

   "However, I didn't expect it to rain suddenly today."

Qi Wuhuo suddenly remembered that when he left the fortune teller's place yesterday, that young man with a wet body and a fishy smell, Qi Wuhuo left early, but he just heard that the young man said yesterday that he wanted to let the fortune teller do the math. Is there any rain today? If it rains, it will rain a few centimeters in the east of the city.

   Qi Wuhuo didn't hear the part further behind.

  The old gentleman said with emotion: "Yes, who would have thought of it?"

   "However, God's temper is like that of a five or six-year-old kid. He changes his appearance after a while. It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. No one can stop it. It's just this rain, which is really a bit strange."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Strange?"

"yes."

The old man stroked his beard and replied: "I have lived here for decades, and I know the climate here very well. Yesterday, the clouds were so heavy, the humidity was heavy, and the cold rain in winter almost soaked into the bones. Yes, but the rain that has fallen is a bit less, somewhat thunderous and rainy, and the taste of bluffing."

  The middle-aged man next to him laughed and said, "Father, you are here again."

   "Looking at the clouds to judge what the weather is like is the method of gods."

   "Even if you've watched it all your life, you can't say you can see it right..."

  The old man blew his beard and stared, slapped his thigh, and said:

   "My old cold legs of ten or twenty years ago, I know a rough idea of ​​when it will rain and how much it will rain!"

   "Yesterday it was so painful that I couldn't walk!"

   "It turned out to be such a little rain!"

   "This must be something wrong, why, could it be that your father and my bones have deteriorated so much in just a few days?"

  Once a person gets old, there will always be some childish stubbornness. His son had no choice but to coax his father:

   "Yes, yes, dad, you are right, that's right."

   "It's God that it rains less."

   "There are fewer downloads!"

After coaxing for a while, the old man stopped mentioning this matter and asked his sons to move in the things they had brought. These days, it was only with their help that the girl's mother, Lian Shulan, was able to live. After coming down, Qi Wuhuo helped to move the things in and tidy up, and then had breakfast together at the invitation of the old man.

   A pillar with a flattened stone slab on it, this is the farmhouse table.

The top is not smooth, and there are some small potholes. When the palms are brushed, the hands are full of water, and the few people don't care. They are carrying a steamer, which is the kind of rough tableware, and there are fists inside. The big steamed buns have dishes stir-fried in the farmhouse, spicy fried cabbage, fried bacon, and pure fried chili.

   Several people put the bowls on the table, and the old man asked his daughter-in-law to bring in a bowl of vegetables for Shulan to eat.

The rest of the people sat in the square, and those who had no place to sit took a white pottery bowl and filled it with various dishes, and then took a steamed bun that was a bit yellowish from too much soda noodles in one hand, and served the bowl in the other hand. With a green onion in between, I squatted next to it and ate it. While eating, I talked about things in the village, about spring plowing, and said that there should be a good harvest after a few rains this year.

   Said that the children were disobedient, did not study hard, and the daughter-in-law would make trouble if they beat her.

Qi Wuhuo ate a full meal for his family's short matters. The rice at Uncle Yun's place is indeed delicious, but these meals can give him an indescribably down-to-earth feeling. After eating the meal, the old man asked He said, "How can Xiao Lian's body be treated?"

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Maybe we should focus on resting."

   "Combined with acupuncture and medicinal stones, it will heal slowly."

  The old man stroked his beard and said, "That's good."

   "A person encounters all kinds of things in his life, where is there anything he can't get through?"

   "We still have to survive."

   "Survive, and one day I will be able to get out of those things in the past..."

"Then, during this period of time, you can stay with us, the little Taoist chief. There are still a few houses in the village that can live in." The old man looked at the yard and sighed: "There is no need to refuse, she is uncomfortable these days. Son, we all see it too, but the people in the village are always suffering when encountering things, there is no other way."

   "We are all grateful to you for meeting a kind-hearted person like you and treating her body."

The old man brought Qi Wuhuo to a relatively small courtyard. There was no lock on the door. When the door was opened, there was a table, a bed, and a cabinet inside. It seemed that sometimes no one came, and there was some dust inside. , the old gentleman apologized:

"This was originally prepared for the guests in the village, or people who occasionally come here to do business. The merchants come here to settle down, and they get convenience. The people in our village can also buy what they need, and they also get convenience. It’s just that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so the merchants have all returned to their hometowns.”

   "If the Taoist leader doesn't mind, let's stay here first."

   "I'll ask someone to clean up for you."

  The old gentleman was very enthusiastic, and then smiled and said: "I haven't asked for advice yet, what is your name, Taoist?"

  The young Taoist replied: "Qi Wuhuo."

   "It means to hope that there will be no regrets and no doubts in this life..."

  The old man smiled: "This name has a great artistic conception."

   "How old are you now?"

  The boy subconsciously replied: "After the New Year's Eve, it will be fifteen..."

  His voice paused.

  He replied: "After the New Year's Eve, I will be sixteen years old."

Qi Wuhuo was not idle, he also helped to tidy up the house. After about an hour, the whole house that had been idle for about a month or two became clean and tidy again. The old man also gave him a few books by the way, saying that if When you are free, you can read books to increase your knowledge and knowledge, Qi Wuhuo nodded and agreed.

  The old man smiled and stroked his beard and left.

  I feel happy because I have taught a young man to read more books.

  If you are not a monk.

   "He is a good seedling. If you read more books, you might be able to pass the exam as a scholar."

   "Cultivating the Tao, what a pity."

  He said this to his son next to him.

He was not in a hurry to go home. He thought that the rain would make his old cold legs so painful that he could not move, so he pushed forward a lot of things in advance, but now it seems that he is not so uncomfortable. Instead, he is free and walks all the way Arriving at Na Lian's home, Lian Shulan, who had eaten a lot after being needled, was obviously in better spirits.

   There is both relief and emotion in my heart.

  I only think that she has some ambition in her heart now, so she is better.

   And worried that after she learned the truth, she would be even more devastated.

   Sighed for a long time, just shook his head and left. When passing by the woodshed, he said with a smile:

   "I never thought that this firewood house can also shelter from the rain."

   Feel free to look around.

  But found that it was raining everywhere in the woodshed.

  The old man bent down and stroked the firewood. Even the dry wood was completely soaked.

   It can be guessed that it rained a lot last night.

  He suddenly thought of the young Taoist's answer and the dry robe.

  ‘…The firewood house actually has a place to avoid the rain, so I didn’t get my clothes wet…’

  The old man couldn't help being stunned.

  ………

  Qi Wuhuo decided to go to the city again today and ask the fortune teller.

   This time it's not yesterday.

   But last year, what the **** happened...

  When I pushed open the door, I suddenly felt spiritual. I lowered my head, and inside the wooden box at my waist, the bronze mirror lighted up slightly.

   It took a day and a half.

  Yunqin finally sent him a message.

  (end of this chapter)