When the old and ancient Lizhai wooden door opened in front of him, the Sihai Hall Master knew that he had come the right time.

It is early winter now and the weather is relatively dry, but when the two huge wooden doors are opened in front of you, the keen master of Sihai Hall only felt a magnificent atmosphere of water coming.

"It's almost here."

If you feel it carefully, this misty spiritual energy is so pure and mellow, it can only be nurtured in the blessed land of the cave. When you step into the village gate, Xingyan saw the lush greenery in Cuili Village, and the green mixed with the houses and wards of the houses and wards that make people forget that it is winter. But just after a brief look, Xingyan realized that the scene in front of him was very suspicious. Looking around, he saw that the mountains in the distance were dangerous, the ditches in the nearest were messy, and the water in the remaining mountains would never be gathered.

Aware of this situation, Xingyan couldn't help but say in his heart:

"Fellow Daoist Shui Jing, I'm here!"

When he arrived in the village, he walked through some ditches and obstacles, Xing Yan saw the whole picture of Cuili Village. It turned out that the Jiuli tribe lived beside the mountains, surrounded by continuous hills to the south. The old patriarch said that it was Bilianzhang. Among the hills and ravines that were winding in the north of Bilianzhang, the Jiuli tribes in the village found a flat floor and built various dome thatched houses. Looking around, the houses seemed to be in the shape of a boat.

After walking through some dense thatched huts crowded together, Xing Yan soon saw a large pond. The water in the lake at the foot of the mountain was clear and green, the water surface was microwaved, and the surrounding embankments were slightly disc-shaped, with many willow trees planted on it. Now these willow ballot boxes are still green.

Suddenly I saw this water pond in the Li Family Village, Xingyan couldn't help but look at it carefully. Seeing him lingering and forgot to walk, the old patriarch was quite proud. He happily told him that the pond was called "Bi Shui Pond" and was the first scenic spot in their new village of Li Family.

"Good name!"

After hearing the patriarch's words, Xingyan praised casually, but still looked at the lake view carefully. He wanted to find the place where the water essence was hiding. This pond was the most suspicious. However, after a closer look, he found that this pond was normal. When he raised his feet and continued to move forward, Xingyan quietly looked at Qiongju, and when he saw her, he shook his head gently with him.

"Is this guy tired?"

Unexpectedly, the old patriarch had such good eyesight, and Xiao Qiong's slight movement did not escape his eyes. He heard him ask Xingyan that he had to nod and say yes. So the old patriarch sued and took them to a thatched cottage west of the pond to rest. When Xingyan followed him to the hospitality cottage, he looked up, but was stunned:

"Yixuetang?"

It turned out that there was a wooden plaque under the eaves of the dome grass wardrobe with the three words "Yixuetang" written on it, and the characters were quite new. Seeing him in such a surprised expression, the old patriarch did not ask much this time, but his expression was gloomy, sighed, and murmured:

"This Yixuetang is my grandson-in-law's original residence...you can live there first."

For some reason, the old man was so excited that he was very excited. Seeing the three words Yixuetang, he became a little depressed. After that, he only said a few casual words to entertain guests, then said goodbye and turned away.

"Huh~"

As the chaotic footsteps outside the house gradually faded away, Xingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, this mysterious mountain village here finally let itself in openly. As the saying goes, "hazardlessness", Xingyan felt that this alien clan was not simple, so he decided to settle down first. Therefore, when the old village chief brought the farm dinner, he finished the meal until the lights were held, Xingyan, Qionghu, and Xueyi did not go out, but chatted in the thatched cottage. Not long after, he heard

The clapper of the night in the mountain village rang. Seeing that the night was deep, Xingyan asked Xueyi to take Qionghu to rest in the inner room. He inspected the house and found that there was nothing unusual. He set up a few peace talismans, and then fell asleep on the wooden bed in the outer room. Fortunately, although this mountain village thatched cottage seemed to be uninhabited for a long time, the bed was neat and seemed to be often taken care of by someone. Therefore, Xingyan was not afraid that the two delicate girls in the hall could not sleep for a while.

That night, I fell asleep peacefully. In Xing Yan's ears, at most I could hear the whistling of the mountain wind at night, and there was nothing unusual about it.

However, just as the three of them were sleeping in the Sihai Hall, some strange changes occurred on the hillside at the edge of the deep mountains and forests in the distance. If the Sihai Hall master got up at this time, he would definitely see that on the dark mountain in the far distance, at midnight, a nearly transparent green light ball suddenly appeared slowly, floating in the dark night. If Xingyan looked at it at this time, he would find that the faint light and shadow, except for the different colors, the light and color were light and the other light and transparent floating situations were extremely similar to the "Tao Soul" light and shadow he saw on the Qiandao Cliff of Luofu Mountain.

However, at this time the light ball was not as leisurely as the Taoist souls in Luofu Mountains. If you look carefully, you will find that the dark light like a firefly was trying hard to fly towards the Shuixi Caotang where Xingyan lived, but it seemed that it was blocked. It was floating in a constant way, but in the end it still did not break free from the shackles in the dark, and slowly drifted further and further until it disappeared invisible.

Of course, the boy in his sleep didn't know about this. The next day, Xingyan, Xueyi and Qionghu went to the lake to wash their faces together, and asked each other, and they all felt that they slept very sweetly last night. When they woke up early in the morning, they felt refreshed. When they were comfortable, Xingyan couldn't help but praise:

"This mountain village house is indeed different!"

Breathe in the cool breath of the mountains in the morning, and then look at the white mist on the ridge of the hillside in the distance. The boy who grew up in the mountain village since childhood felt as if he had returned to his hometown.

After skipping gossip, Xingyan took Qiong Wan and Xueyi wandered around the village on this day. While walking through the ditches and alleys, Xingyan asked Qiong Wan and Xueyi to pay attention and try to cover up their aura to prevent disturbing the water elf. Xingyan himself looked like a teenager who was tempted to play with without any intention. When walking, he was obsessed with the scabbard, looking no different from those playboys in the village party who boasted about pretending to be a guise.

They wandered around for a day until dusk fell, and the three of them in the Sihai Hall still found nothing. Except for seeing the trees planted in the village, all the green and green appearances that were not consistent with the season, the water inspirations that best leaked the traces of water essence were always present and appeared and worked hard all day long. Not to mention finding a place where water essence hides, Xingyan had no idea what place was where water essence had been.

As he spoke, the sun set towards the west mountain, and the sky above him was as bright as yesterday, with extremely gorgeous clouds and clouds. It was a bit strange to say that although Xingyan and his two girls had walked through many famous mountains and rivers this year, it was rare to see such brilliant and colorful clouds in the evening. Now the clouds and clouds burned everywhere in the sky, so gorgeous and passionate that Xingyan and the two girls stopped together, stood on the east side of the blue water pool, and looked up to the west. After a while, the glow did not fade and darken, but instead became more intense, with red light everywhere, rolling towards the sky here. It seemed that a huge fire was ignited in the heavenly palace, and the entire sky was to burn through.

"So beautiful!"

It is rare to see such a beautiful sunset. Xingyan looked at it for a while and couldn't help but exclaim. However, just when he was complimenting, he suddenly heard someone snorting coldly behind him:

"snort!"

Xingyan was surprised when he heard the sound. He quickly gathered his eyes from the fire-shao Yunxia and turned to look behind him. This glance scared him! It turned out that before he knew it, many villagers in strange clothes were surrounded by him, and several of them were glaring at him; while more people were looking at the fire-like Xixia, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Um?"

Looking at the frightened and angry expressions, Xingyan was surprised and was about to ask, but he heard a long sigh beside him. Xingyan looked in the sound and saw the thin old patriarch, squinting his tiny slits of his eyes and his face was covered with sorrow. Seeing him like this, Xingyan felt a move in his heart. He asked:

"May I ask Mr. Zu Li, what happened in this village?"

During this day, he already knew that the old patriarch called "Su Li Lao", and was the oldest old man in the village. He was said to be in his 100-year-old. Hearing his question, Su Li sighed again, then waved his hand and called the others aside.

"I'm going to tell you that my little brother is coming, a disaster in our village is coming!"

The sentence that struck Xingyan immediately shocked him and asked him what was going on. He only heard Mr. Su Li say sadly:

"Ah, if my little brother read history books, he would know that my people in Jiuli were abandoned by God; after the great chief Chiyou was defeated, our tribe was scattered around and lived in a deserted and barren place."

"I think my brother has also heard that my Cuili Village was originally called Huolizhai. Not only because we are from the Jiuli Huoli clan, but also because in the village under the Huoli Peak, it has been burning like fire for thousands of years, and there is no tree growing. The only thing we rely on to live is the Huoli grass, which was born in this hot land, and barely picked it to exchange for some fire grain and vegetables from the Han people outside the village. And that drinking water, because Huoli Village was cursed by the heavens, there was no rain. There was no river well in the village, and there was only a stone pit. It could only occasionally seep out of the cracks of the stone pit for the elderly and young people in the village to prolong their lives."

Speaking of this, probably thinking back to those years of miserable and difficult years. This old man, who was originally very quiet, was already full of fear, his pupils in his eyes contracted, as if he had encountered an evil ghost.

Hearing this, Xingyan couldn't help but sigh. When Mr. Su Li was silent, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help asking:

"Since the mountains and rivers here are dangerous, why don't your village move away? I visited the road and saw that there were also many fat and unlimited wastelands in nearby counties."

"Why!"

After hearing what Xingyan said, Mr. Su Li sighed heavily and said slowly:

"Young Master, you are kind-hearted, but our ancestors of all generations have thought about this method. But until today, our Huoli tribe is still buried in the ditch under the Huoli Peak and cannot go out. These are all because of the sins committed by the ancestors and being cursed by God. Before the situation in the village improved a few months ago, the warriors who went out to investigate the village in the past dynasties had already..."

Speaking of this, Old Su Li's words became a little choked. Xingyan saw this expression and knew the fate of the Huoli people who left the village. He wanted to comfort him, but saw the Old Master Huoli smiled dismally:

"Wow, I have lived for more than a hundred years and watched for more than a hundred years. Now I finally understand that since we are the cursed clan of heaven, we must be in the abandoned land..."

Seeing that he looked tragic, Xingyan quickly changed the topic:

"Why would you like Mr. Su Li? Isn't Guicun now so beautiful as a paradise? Why do you still say that there is a disaster?"

"well!"

Hearing awakened his words, Mr. Su Li sighed again, paused on the ground and said:

"You don't know that the village is so happy now. In fact, it's because of help from others. It's better not to mention this matter..."

When Xingyan heard this, he heard him say "not mentioning it", and he couldn't help but feel anxious. Because Huoli Village received help from others, this person was the water essence of Shangqing. He just wanted to know it in his heart, but when he saw the desolate expression of the old clan, Xingyan shrank back to his mouth. He only heard that Old Su Li continued to say:

"You Han people said it well, 'Damage is the basis of good fortune, and good fortune is the basis of bad fortune'. I thought it was a blessing to help, but I thought it was a disaster star! The old man was old and could communicate with the witchcraft in his clan. A few days ago, I received a warning from God, saying that our clan curse could be eliminated in one or two years, but now he is forced to crack it. The god is furious and wants to bring down the heavenly tribulation to punish—"

Speaking of this, Mr. Su Li was already beating his chest and stamping his feet, and regretting:

"Look at those fire-like clouds, they are warnings before the disaster of heaven; if we do not do as God's will, then this heavenly punishment will come soon!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Su Li, who had been in a state of grief, suddenly leaned down with his quinoa stick and bowed down in front of Xingyan, and said sincerely:

"Please help the old and young people of my clan!"

"Ah! Are you?"

Xingyan was shocked when he saw this. He quickly stepped forward and helped the old man up. At this time, the old man's face was full of tears and cried. Xingyan didn't say much at that moment, and quickly helped him to the nearby Yixue Hall. After he calmed down, he asked the reason in detail. However, this question made him and Xueyi red. It turned out that the rescue that Mr. Su Li mentioned was to invite him to marry Xueyi and Qionghun tomorrow. Follow God's instructions to accumulate blessings and joy!

According to the old man Su Li, Xingyan and Xueyi, Qiongzu were all over his head, "the divine light is so bright that it is so terrifying that people are afraid of people." If they can get married in the village, they will be worth more than a dozen or twenty pairs of the Jiuli couple!

After hearing the old man with a sad face, Xingyan was immediately embarrassed. He thought that this marriage was so much, but yesterday he had been through it, and the old patriarch would not take it seriously. Unexpectedly, when he came today, the marriage of the church became a matter of saving the suffering! No matter what, this matter was too sudden for him and the two girls. But judging from the situation in front of him, it was really difficult to refuse.

"Is there really something God has to ask for a dream?"

Xingyan looked at the old patriarch who was good at psychic in front of him and he was quite hesitant. After thinking for a long time, he carefully explained to the old man that he was a Han man and valued etiquette the most. This marriage event could lead to the order of his parents, the words of the matchmaking, and the three matchmaking and six rituals. Now the three of them only have a engagement, and their parents are not around, so it is not advisable to make things hastily.

As he explained it carefully, he was not careful that Mr. Su Li, who saw that he was ruthless, made him kneel down on the ground and refused to get up again. As a result, he had no choice but to agree to his wishes and follow his wishes. He would go to the village to marry the general's ceremony tomorrow. So when he heard his reassurance, Mr. Su Li, who was crawling on the ground, immediately got up, smiled and thanked Xingyan without any hesitation. Seeing him like this, Xingyan was a little amused.

After such a big matter was decided, Mr. Su Li was in a little happy mood, so he talked to Xingyan Xueyi and others for a while. From this talk, Xingyan knew that the Huo Li tribe's words that were not false. It turned out that the Huo Li tribe was very strange. Before the place became beautiful, the man either died suddenly or died suddenly, but the woman left the village without any trouble. Therefore, in previous years, many women from the Li family escaped from the village and married young people from other tribes. In this way, the tribe's tribe's tribe was in trouble.

Without the people who give birth to descendants, the Huoli tribe will really face the disaster of extermination. Therefore, this strict custom has gradually formed among the tribe. Not only are the women in the village killed all those who elope with Han people, but even single men and women who pass by mistake will be executed as adulterers if they are unmarried and mistakenly enter the village. Therefore, according to Mr. Su Li, the two girls who were in marriage who just asked Xingyan to marry him to marry are not only to help the village accumulate blessings, but also to ensure that they do not break the sacred rules of the village for hundreds of years.

After hearing what he said, Xingyan looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. After a few words of agreement, he sent the thin Suli old man out of the house. When night fell, Xingyan found that there were many more steps outside the Yixue hut. It seemed that the people in the village should be afraid that they would give up and slip away in the middle of the way.

Seeing this situation, Xingyan had to smile bitterly and talk about the church to Xueyi and Qiongsu, and was quite apologized. Imitating Qiongsu's tone, Xingyan blushed and told them that tomorrow would be just "pretending to be" and asked them not to be angry about his abrupt promise. Xingyan spoke carefully because he really valued etiquette at that time. This marriage to Xueyi was not a joke. Although this time it was just a false story, accidentally spreading it would damage the girl's reputation. So after speaking nervously, he looked carefully at the reaction of the two girls in front of him.

"It doesn't matter."

The first one was Xiao Qiong. At this time, the lively little girl had become very calm:

"Zhengqiong is my brother's child bride and always wants to get married. Tomorrow is tomorrow, and I have time!"

“…”

Seeing the little girl like this, Xingyan was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to agree. She was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Xue Yi. However, she saw that the pretty woman as beautiful as plum blossoms had already lowered her head, and was stunned for a long time in the swaying candle shadow before a sentence burst out:

"But according to the instructions of the hall master..."

"Well……"

Xingyan was stunned when he heard this because he felt that the words were as melodious as mosquito chanting.

Leave the gossip. No matter what, the Sihai Hall's urgent and poor church was held as scheduled on the evening of the second day.

In order to thank him for his kindness, the most respected patriarch of the village, Mr. Su Li, did not preside over the wedding of the other young couples in the village, but rushed to Yixue Caotang to host the wedding for these kind-hearted people from other villages. At this time, although the winter night was cold and the wind was whistling outside the house, the cottage was filled with red candles, spring was warm, and red brocade was wrapped around the place. It seemed that after the Huoli Village became Cuili Village, the people were rich in their houses and could communicate with the outside world. Therefore, at the special instructions of the patriarch, the Caitang was arranged in an extremely magnificent manner.

At this time, about the time of You, all the famous figures in the villages had arrived, and it was a gathering of people in the main hall, and the people were talking and lively. The inner hall, separated by a wall, was covered with curtains, and the beautiful curtains were stacked. Under the reflection of the red candlelight, it seemed like the clouds fell into the ground and were wandering away from a room. Qionghun and Xueyi, at this moment, they asked the old mothers to help dress up in the inner hall.

Everything seemed like in a dream; soon the two girls came out in full dress and were led by the two village women to the hall. The groom's husband who was about to "marry" them was already wearing a hat and red dress, wearing a big red wedding robe, and stood at a loss in the middle of the hall. The two girls with fluttering silk skirts followed the bridesmaid to Xingyan, and then, under the guidance of Xi Po next to him, worshiped and lying, worshiped and buried, worshiped and buried, worshiped and buried, worshiped and worshiped, and then worshiped the heaven and earth, and then worshiped the high hall, and then the couple bowed each other, and finally "ritual accomplished" - of course, the parents' hall of Zuiyan was not here at this time, so they worshiped the heaven and earth twice in the middle, and then worshiped each other, and even if the ceremony was completed.

After Mr. Su Li finished his loud "ritual" call, the Qiong Wan covered with a red head, Xue Yi was like stepping on a cotton cloud, and was led into the bridal chamber by the bridesmaid in a daze, leading him to sit at the red paint table, and patiently waiting for the groom to arrive. At this time, the young groom, who was also dizzy, followed Mr. Su Li's instructions and introduced the wedding banquet to the wedding banquet, and exchanged cups with the respected clan elders in the village and accepted their blessings. After half an hour of this, Mr. Su Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid that the newcomer will be anxious." This hot banquet was over.

After the old patriarch gave the order, the noisy and joyful hall suddenly disappeared, and everyone left the hall one after another. When the last person left the room and closed the door from outside, the only one left Xingyan in this extremely festive colorful hall. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, the boy was a little drunk and walked to the inner hall. Next, according to the pre-learning old man Su Li's teaching, he should uncover the veil of the bride and then join the bridal chamber together. Of course, this procedure did not require the old man's teaching; but three or four years ago, Xingyan was still the young man who was wandering around in the middle of the wedding banquet. Naturally, he knew the etiquette of getting married with his eyes and eyes.

Besides, Xingyan came to the inner hall with dizziness and saw a red sandalwood lacquer table in the red-colored Jin Township. The two girls were wearing rosy cloaks and were quietly sitting there waiting for him to arrive. Seeing this in the room, Xingyan laughed:

"Ha~ I must be frustrated with such a large piece of red satin cloth?"

As he said that, he took a few steps forward and wanted them to take off the veil by themselves. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly saw the little girl sitting quietly. When she heard her arrival, she raised her little hand and quietly lifted a corner of the veil, and said seriously under the red silk:

"Brother, after a while, I will lift Sister Xue Yi's veil, don't forget that there is Qiong Wan!"

After hearing this, the young man who was originally just a joke had a heart moved; when Xiao Qionghu finished speaking, Xingyan suddenly realized something, and listened to the room, then stepped over and gently lifted the veil on the head of the woman sitting at the table. Under the candle shadow, there was a bright and charming, beautiful woman like jade, and a pure and pure plum soul, with pink face burning, bright and gorgeous.

Under the red candle, in front of the painting hall, the fragrant and beautiful expression of the thousand-year-old plum soul is like talking, as if telling the young man in front of him that he would exchange his thousand-year practice for his thousand-year-old practice, a pair of red candles in front of him, a pair of worshiping thrushes in front of him, a pair of love and pain in this life, and a life of joy and sorrow...

It's exactly:

The golden buds are filled with the morning sun, the blue breeze crosses the cold pond, the fragrance is warm and the wine is filled with wine, and the spring dream of the jade hall is long.

The sound of the snow flute first dissipates, the shadow of flowers passes through the east wall, the morning moon reflects the painting hall, and a curtain of plum snow lights.
Chapter completed!