Wang's family in Hengcun, inside the main hall.

Lin Jue came to the door again.

Although the matter of staying in the ancestral hall at night to drive away the demons was over, when he came again, he still got a seat and a bowl of tea. The red soup in the tea and golden chrysanthemums were like good tea.

Lin Jue brought a pheasant caught by a trap in the mountain. It was not a very precious thing in this mountain, but it was much more valuable than the common mountain bamboo shoots, rice and grain. It was his own wish.

"Thanks to the help of the old man, my uncle at home has recovered from his illness and is now fine."

"The merit is on you, not on me, and you and I don't owe each other, so I don't have to thank me specifically." Mr. Wang looked at him, "But in this way, you can study with peace of mind and get fame."

"To be honest, I have decided to leave."

"Out out? Aren't you studying in the village?"

"The village is not talented enough. In recent years, the villagers' journey to study has been unhappy. Besides, the younger generation's parents are gone, so I thought it would be better to go out and see this vast world."

Lin Jue said almost this.

"is that so……"

Mr. Wang is a well-known local genius, so he could naturally hear that the so-called lack of talent is actually a gentle and respectful statement of the old master of Shucun Academy next door. It is just that he teaches and educates people. Even the demons in the ancestral hall should admire him. Over the years, there has never been a reckless and unfilial person among the children of Shucun Village, so naturally no one criticized him too much for this.

Not only that, he could also guess that the reason why Lin Jue left so quickly was probably because his family was poor.

At this time, I looked at Lin Jue carefully, took a breath, took a sip of tea, and thought for a while, and then Mr. Wang said, "If you really have the will to study, but are limited to family poverty and other reasons, you can come to our Hengcun Academy to study. As for the expenses of writing, it can also be funded by my Wang family."

"The old man is too kind. If this is true, it would be a great kindness. I will remember the kindness of my kindness, but I am no longer thinking about studying." Lin Jue said, and just gave a tribute to him, "I just hope that the old man can help me issue a certificate."

"well……"

Old Master Wang is not as persistent as his uncle and aunt, and he is not as kind as his uncle and aunt. It takes Lin Jue a few days to persuade him to eliminate his concerns, but he just waved his hand:

"You can talk calmly with demons, and I think you know what you know. People like you can achieve success in everything you do in this world. If you return to your hometown in the future, no matter whether you succeed or not, you should come to me to have a cup of tea."

"Of course we should come to pay homage to the old man."

"I have a book that I have used by my juniors when I go out to study and take the exam. It is not valuable, so I will use it."

"I won't refuse too much." Lin Jue thanked first, and then said, "The old man is knowledgeable. I will ask you how to get to Qiyunshan?"

"Qiyun Mountain? It's a bit far away."

"I want to go and have a look."

"Well, it's not a bad thing for you to go and worship. I heard that the Taoist priests were very busy some time ago, and now they should be done." Old Master Wang recalled and said, "It seems that I went back to Qiyun Mountain twenty or thirty years ago... You go to the county town first, and when you are halfway through the bridge, you will go to your left and follow the main road to the neighboring county. I won't say much to you, and you can't remember it if you say too much. I don't know if there has been any changes over the years. Please ask if you go to the neighboring county."

"Thank you..."

Lin Jue sincerely thanks.

As for reasons, there are countless officials in this county who come from the Wang family or have received funding from Mr. Wang. For him, it is just a trivial matter.

...

In mid-April, early morning.

Lin Jue has embarked on the road to leaving home.

The boy was wearing a single dress, dressed like a scholar. He was carrying a book on his back. He was a square bamboo basket with coarse cloth as a lining, and a sun-shading roof on his head. It was also a luggage-carrying utensil that scholars often used to go out to study or go to Beijing for exams. There were several books inside, some changing clothes, a self-defense knife, dry food and water tubes and some copper coins.

Anyone who reads this will think that this is a scholar.

There are many people coming to see Lin Jue off in the village.

In addition to the uncle and cousin, there are several neighbors close to each other, the Shu village elder who often deals with Lin Jue, a few childhood friends, and an old master in the academy. What surprised Lin Jue was that there was actually the woman who was working as a temple blessing in the Sangu Temple in the village.

Some of them took a few boiled eggs, some took a small bag of rice and flour, and some took some dry food, and kept delivering him to the pavilion outside the village.

"Lin Jue, if there is no teacher outside to accept you and you can't get through, you can come back soon and keep both rooms in your house for you." My cousin reminded him seriously.

"knew."

Lin Jue agreed.

I know in my heart that if I succeed in my studies or get rich outside, I will probably come back, and if I don’t help, I will think of some money back. But if my cousin said, if I can’t make it, with my personality, I have to think about it carefully.

"We didn't take good care of you..."

The aunt is a wife and she has covered her face and cried.

"Things are not."

"If it's not peaceful today, you are young, I'm worried that you are like your father..."

"I know it in my heart."

"You must be careful not to go far. Just go around the neighboring county. If it doesn't work, come back soon!"

"I know."

The last thing that came to Lin Jue was the temple blessings of the Sangu Temple.

This ordinary middle-aged woman used a basket to pack some fresh fruits from the season, and what she said to Lin Jue also surprised him:

"This is given to you by my third aunt."

"Um?"

"I slept in the temple this morning and suddenly had a dream. In the dream, my third aunt came back to life. My aunt told me that someone in the village was going to travel far and asked me to give you the fruits on the platform to satisfy your hunger and quench your thirst on the road."

"San Aunt?"

Lin Jue was stunned.

"I don't know whether it's true or not. Anyway, it seems to be true. After I sent my third aunt away, I suddenly woke up from the threshold. Before I woke up, I didn't know that it was a dream."

"this……"

"I'm not grateful to my third aunt yet."

"Thank you, my third aunt."

Lin Jue said something first, then turned around blankly, and said another to Sangu Temple and the distant mountains.

But I couldn't help but think in my heart—

Sangu is the three gods worshipped in the village, and it should have been worshipped for several dynasties, thousands of years.

It is said that there was a family in the village, and there were three girls in the family. In their spare time, they went to a nearby fairy mountain to play, and stole the fairy peaches on the mountain to eat, then turned into carp, and then turned into three mountains. At this time, the three mountains in the continuous mountains behind the village, like a sky wall and a screen.

This incident is widely circulated and has been recorded in the county annals.

Therefore, these three gods are not just worshiping Shu Village. Many local people believe in them, so there is a temple fair.

If the three gods are real, then they often sit cross-legged by the stream on the mountain near Shu Village and breathe in the forest, and may not be able to hide their eyes.

Perhaps it was because they knew that they had breathed and practiced that they asked the temple to send fruits.

Lin Jue was alert.

If this is the case, will they know every time I read ancient books in my room? What does ancient books look like to these gods? What kind of character are the gods in this world?

But the alertness is only a moment.

Lin Jue soon felt that it was unnecessary—

It is really inevitable to avoid such omissions, and there is no remedy now. Although I have learned the method of nourishing qi, how can I resist the gods with a single drama? I am ignorant of the facts in this world. At present, only three gods can know the deep kindness of the gods stuffed into their pockets through temple prayers. Since this is the case, it really seems like a villain if I guess it randomly.

It’s better to be calm, at least feel comfortable.

Pay more attention to these things in the future.

Thinking of this, my heart feels happy.

"Thank you, my third aunt!"

Lin Jue said again and walked forward.

There are fewer and fewer people around me.

At the end of the journey, even his cousin had been persuaded to return, and walked back with a lonely figure. Lin Jue turned around several times like him, until he turned a corner in the bamboo forest, and he was the only one left on the road.

I couldn't help but stop and look around.

There are deep bamboo forests along the road, and the bamboos here are much greener than I remember. This verdant spreads to the mountains on both sides, and the mountains are the same color.

Walking alone in it, I felt that the mountain was small, and when I thought of this vast world, I suddenly felt that I was even smaller.

Even though he had already made up his mind, he couldn't help but feel confused.

The world is vast, and the path of immortality is hard to find.

After stopping here for a while, Lin Jue calmed down and continued to take steps.

It was probably walking towards Qiyun Mountain.

At this April, the weather is not hot, and the bamboo forest is even cooler. There is often a breeze beside you, which makes the bamboo leaves flutter and the birds chirp, and the same sound is heard all over the mountain.

Naturally, I didn’t walk fast without hands with my books in my back. Lin Jue’s purpose today is just a temple between the two counties, so I was not impatient and stopped to rest from time to time.

If you are hungry, take out the tart cake made by your aunt and eat one. If you are thirsty, you are too lazy to get the bamboo water tank in the book, and just find a place with a sound of running water to drink a spring. If you are not hungry or thirsty, take out the fruit given by your third aunt and eat it for a few bites. Anyway, this thing will not last a few days.

It’s true that although these fruits have been on the platform for a day or two, they are really sweet when eaten.
To be continued...