At a little after four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Zixiu got off the car at the intersection of Daqiaozhuang and looked at his watch as a habit.

After getting off the bus, we walked two miles on a country road, crossed a small river full of reeds, and arrived at Xinliang Village, where our home is located.

There was no one on the road, so he continued to chat with Wuyou. Wuyou told him that there are several ways to enter the Immortal Mansion, and you can explore them slowly. What you explore by yourself is direct experience and indirect experience that others tell you.

It’s different. Why is it said that what you learn on paper will only be shallow in the end, but you must know how to do it. This is the truth. Yan Zixiu was surprised and said, do you still understand philosophy? Do you also understand classical poetry? Wuyou smiled and said, you understand a little.

I understand a little bit. Yan Zixiu is very happy because he is also a person who likes to read and study. Now he has friends to communicate with.

Wuyou also reminded that at this stage, it is best to enter the Immortal Mansion in a quiet and uninhabited environment. Although the time flow rate in the two worlds is different, and I stayed in the Immortal Mansion for a long time, it only took a while in real life, but I will still

It affects your reaction speed. Of course, it will be a different matter in the future once you become more proficient in entering and exiting.

Yan Zixiu suddenly thought of a question: "What's going on with this ring?"

Wuyou said: "This is the Qiankun Ring. It is a kind of space treasure with mustard seeds and Sumeru. You can put many things in it."

"What is mustard seed Na Sumeru? Can a small one accommodate a large one?"

"Time and space are not fixed."

"If you don't understand, let's talk about how to use it." Yan Zixiu always puts aside things he doesn't understand at all.

"You guide the body of the Immortal Mansion, which is the aura released by the lotus, and open it."

Yan Zixiu did as he was told, and sure enough he saw a large space, like an open-air storage center, divided into twelve areas, each area the size of a football field. The six on the left were red, and the six on the right were green.

Wuyou explained: "The red ones store ordinary items, and the green ones can store various living things, animals or plants."

"Is it so magical? It's still alive? Hey, I saw the lost Chinese medicine bag. It looks so small inside."

"I collected it for you. Time does not flow in the red realm, so it won't break. If you want things to come in and out, you still need to use your mind to guide the aura. Just touch it. Use it more in the future. The more you use it, the better you will become."

"The medicine bag came out! Sure enough, it came out. Go in again! Go in again! Come out! Go in! By the way, I have to put the nine thousand yuan in it."

Wuyou added: "This ring can become whatever you want it to be."

"Then turn it into a bracelet." As soon as Yan Zixiu finished speaking, the ring turned into a bracelet, with twelve emeralds and twelve diamonds complementing each other. "And then turned into a lotus." The bracelet suddenly turned into a lotus.

The lotus has a blue lotus base, golden fluff, and bright red petals. Yan Zixiu counted the petals and found that there were also twelve petals. "Wuyou, the number twelve often appears, what can you say?"

"You will know in the future."

"Okay, I'm impressed again. So, will this Qiankun Ring be lost?"

"How is that possible! Even if everything is lost, it will not be lost."

"Then I'm relieved, hehe. By the way, Wuyou, no matter what it turns into, it still looks so beautiful, won't it be too eye-catching?"

"You can hide it."

"Can it still be hidden? Hide!" The lotus is indeed gone, but there is still feeling in the hand. "Appear." The lotus appears again. "Become a ring." "Hide." "Appear." "Become a book."

"Hidden." "Revealed."... "What a good baby." Along the way, Yan Zixiu had a great time. Unconsciously, he arrived at the river, and to the south of the river was Xinliang Village.

Xinliang Village was newly built in the mid-1970s, so it was planned in a unified manner. Each household is five feet long from east to west and four feet wide from north to south, making it very spacious. There are four rows in front and eight columns in the village, with a total of more than thirty households.

, with a population of more than 100. The small river that Yan Zixiu wants to pass is behind the village. There is basically no water except in summer, so although there is no bridge, it can be passed on foot.

The reeds in the river undulate with the wind. When Yan Zixiu was a child, when he walked through the reeds alone, the wind blew the reeds and made a swishing sound, which often made him a little scared. Of course it doesn't matter now.

When the reeds are mature, they can be cut and woven into mats and sold for money. Yan Zixiu’s grandfather can weave mats. Every household in Xinliang Village will be allocated some. Yan Zixiu witnessed it when he was a child. Because of the competition for reeds, Xinliang Village was even worse.

There was a group fight with Xiao Qiaozhuang on the other side. At that time, an old lady from the village lay down and pretended to be injured before anyone else touched her. She yelled, but everyone was stunned and there was no fight in the end. "It's all."

What a mess." Looking at the reeds and recalling the past, Yan Zixiu shook his head and sighed.

Once on the river bank, he kept meeting villagers. In the past, Yan Zixiu did not like to take the initiative to say hello to others. He was not in good health, was not in the mood, and did not have that much energy. Today was different, everyone he saw was

Taking the initiative to greet this uncle, aunt, that uncle, aunt, brother and sister-in-law, they kept calling with a smile. Most of the people in the village were relatively simple and responded with a smile. Since Yan Zixiu is now a township cadre, those who are more snobbish are now

Also greeted with a smile.

One of the most common changes is that when everyone takes a closer look at him after responding, they will be startled: Zixiu, you look so good, but you are very different from before. Yan Zixiu thought up his answer on the way

, they all replied that they had met a brilliant Chinese medicine doctor and treated them well. This is not a lie. Isn’t the master who can create the Medicine Master Immortal Palace the most brilliant Chinese medicine doctor?

Yan Zixiu's home is in the first row, with the main road in the middle on the left. There are two yards in the east and west. The yard on the east was originally built by my grandparents when they built the new village. Later, my grandparents felt that it was inconvenient to do the bean sprout business in the countryside, so they moved

Returning to Shiheji, the yard was left to the Yan Zixiu family. The two rooms left by the grandparents had long been demolished, and four 22-style main rooms, two east rooms and one facing east were built.

The gatehouse. The west courtyard also has four main rooms, a 31-style building, a kitchen, and a gate facing the south. There is a moon door connecting the east and west courtyards.

As soon as he entered the gate of the west courtyard, Yan Zixiu saw his mother, Cifeng, sitting in the courtyard shelling corn. He shouted: "Mom, I'm back."

My mother, Cifeng, is forty-eight years old this year. She has fair skin and looks very young. She heard the sound and raised her head: "Zixiu is back. Hey, why do you look so good?"

"I met a brilliant Chinese doctor, and he helped me regulate my body." As he said that, Yan Zixiu put his bag on the table in the main room, pulled up a small bench, and went to the yard to help peel corn. Peel the corn.

It is to take off the corn kernels from the dried corn cobs. Usually, you first use a screwdriver to punch it every two or three rows, and then peel it by hand. If someone has planted several acres of corn, then this job is really worth it.

Speaking of corn shelling, there is a joke. When Yan Zixiu was four or five years old, he also wanted to participate in corn shelling, but he was young and incompetent, so the adults separated a row of corn cobs and washed out one row. If this did not work, there was another

Pull out another corn kernel every four or five in the single row. Finally, the corn kernels on the cob will be as sparse as the battlements on the city wall. Then let the boy peel it off. Everyone laughs at him. You have to do a job for one penny.

It cost you a lot of money. The whole process was actually just to coax him to play.

My mother said: "That's really a big thank you to me. Look at what suitable things you have at home and bring some to others in the future."

Yan Zixiu felt a little depressed when he thought about not being able to see his kind master for a while: "I saw him once, but I couldn't find him for a while." He thought to himself that the master is like a dragon that has seen its head but not its tail. He doesn't know when we can see him again.

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Mother asked: "You won't go to work today?"

"I took three days off. No, I feel much better, so I came back to let you have a look so that you and I can rest assured. I will help you with some more work, and I will return to my hometown early in the morning the day after tomorrow.

"Anyway, there isn't much official work these days." In Yan Zixiu's hometown, everyone calls his father "Da". His father, Yan Sheng, works as the deputy director of a winery more than 60 miles away and only comes back once a week or two.

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"Yes, the work is tight, take as little leave as possible."

The two of them chatted while working, and soon it was past six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was getting late. My mother said, "You go to the West Room to get two carrots and a sweet potato to wash, and I'll make tea." Cooking dinner in the countryside is called Shao.

Tea.

After Yan Zixiu washed the carrots and sweet potatoes, he had an idea and asked Wuyou: "Can I use flavor-enhancing spiritual liquid?"

Wuyou said: "Yes."

Yan Zixiu was delighted: "Hurry up and do it."

With a single move of Wuyou's wings, a white jade mutton-fat bottle appeared in the air, and some transparent water mist spilled out, falling on the carrots and sweet potatoes. Yan Zixiu took it to the kitchen, then lit a kerosene lamp and placed it on the corn kernels.

Next to the dustpan, continue to peel the corn.

"Zixiu, it's time to eat." After a while, my mother's voice came over.

"Okay." Yan Zixiu moved the small dining table out, went to help serve the food, and said to his mother, "Mom, a classmate lent me some artificial corn threshers. I will use a truck to go to Guan Road to bring them back tomorrow morning."

In the countryside, roads are called official roads.

"This is a good thing. Shelling corn really takes up a lot of manpower. Everyone is busy and they can't hire anyone they want. It would be much easier if there was a threshing machine."

Dinner was steamed buns, cold carrots, and sweet potato rice soup. Yan Zixiu tasted the carrots and wow, it was delicious. He took another sip of the sweet potato rice soup and wow, it was delicious. He was not a gourmet, so he could not speak such vivid and delicate words.

, I just feel refreshed physically and mentally, and every cell is singing hymns.

The mother saw him eating with gusto, and she was very pleased: This child is in good health, and his food tastes delicious.

"Mom, you eat too."

"Okay." Mother took a bite of carrots and said, "Hey, why are the carrots so delicious today? Huh? The soup is also very delicious."

For a moment, neither of the two women wanted to talk anymore, and they just started eating.


Chapter completed!