The quiet village is full of peach blossoms. The fragrance of peach blossoms is clearly mixed in the wind. Even though hundreds of flowers have fallen, a few plum blossoms have bloomed.
This scene symbolizes the end of the flower season and seems useless to the peach blossoms.
Whose children are playing under the peach tree, whose birds are waiting for the winter to linger on the thick branches, whose daughter is sitting in front of the door with one hand on her face, alone and in a daze.
After hearing the woman's voice, the young man didn't make much movement. At this moment, as long as his life was not in danger, he just wanted to sleep.
The aches and fatigue all over his body, as well as the pain coming from his bone marrow, left him without any curiosity.
Only after slowly supporting the wall of the barrel, and then climbing out of the water to put on the clothes on the table, did the young man really begin to examine the layout of the room.
Of course, the first thing I saw was the barrel, because it was so big that it almost occupied half the room.
The room is made of mahogany, the barrel is also made of mahogany, the table is also made of mahogany, and even the tea sets on the table are also made of mahogany.
The young man's eyes were clear for the first time because he saw the medicinal materials floating out of the barrel.
"There is also Shengxian Zhi, which is closest to the fairy grass."
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The young man murmured the names of the spiritual herbs, his eyes shining from time to time.
"Aren't you hungry?" The young man only marveled at the value of the spiritual grass, but he didn't notice the woman who had already opened the door and walked in, her brows furrowed and slightly angry.
The young man was awakened by those words, and then he remembered how seriously injured he was. It turned out that all those precious spiritual herbs had been used on him.
And the person in front of me is the lifesaver who spent so many precious medicinal materials.
Thinking about this, the young man realized whether he should see who his benefactor was.
That was a woman. Even though she was young, she could still be seen to be very beautiful, at least very beautiful, like a peach blossom falling in the water.
The young man looked guilty and said, "Did you save me?"
The woman had no expression on her face and said: "You don't need to thank me, even a random person in the village will save you."
The young man's face suddenly turned red and he smiled bitterly: "That clothes..."
The young man wanted to say that the clothes fit him well, but unexpectedly the woman said casually: "Those clothes belong to a scholar in the village. He has a brain problem and can't think of hanging himself because he is alone."
So his clothes were given to me by the village chief. I just saw that your clothes were torn and there was no way to mend them, so I gave them to you to wear. I didn’t expect them to fit quite well."
The young man touched his nose and found that there was no taboo against wearing clothes of the dead, but the word "scholar" made him think endlessly.
The woman suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "Why are you carrying a black sack? There is no mouth on it."
"Black sack?"
"Could it be a storage bag?" The young man subconsciously touched his waist and his expression suddenly changed. The storage bag that had been with him for many years was gone.
The woman put away her smile and silently pointed to the ground behind the door. The storage bag was still lying casually in a corner, which looked extremely ugly.
The young man smiled lightly to cover up his embarrassment. What he thought was a valuable treasure turned out to be worthless in the eyes of others.
The woman sat on the threshold, looked up at Su Fan with her young face, and asked, "What's your name?" As she spoke, the woman motioned for the young man to sit down as well.
The two of them sat side by side, and the threshold seemed to be very large, so it didn't look crowded when they sat down.
After the young man sat down, he unconsciously looked at the scene outside the door. It was actually a village, not the Tianyuan Gate with high mountains.
The terrifying thoughts from before suddenly rushed into his mind. The terrifying golden seal seemed to come from heaven, and the black eagles seemed to come from the Netherworld to kill him.
If it weren't for the gray gas in the storage bag, he might have died at that time. After the gray gas swallowed up the Black Eagle and broke through the golden seal, he became unconscious.
When Zai Ci opened his eyes, he came into this wooden barrel, and his experiences along the way were completely unclear.
The young man was silent for a long time, then smiled and said, "My name is Su Fan."
The woman frowned slightly and asked curiously: "Where are you from?"
Su Fan smiled and said: "Tianyuan County, Longshi Village."
The woman looked at Su Fan blankly, showing doubts.
Su Fan smiled and said, "What's your name?"
The woman said: "Han Xiaoyue, cold cold, moony moon."
Su Fan suddenly laughed, and Han Xiaoyue hurriedly asked: "Is it funny?"
Su Fan explained: "No, I think of a friend, his name is Lin Xiaofeng."
Han Xiaoyue nodded slightly, obviously not interested in this topic.
Su Fan continued: "You just asked me if I was hungry. Could it be that you were waiting for me to eat?"
Han Xiaoyue chuckled and said: "Originally I was waiting, but I saw you didn't come out for a long time, so I ate it by myself... Do you want to eat it?"
Su Fan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need."
Han Xiaoyue said: "There's nothing you can do about it, it's already past the meal time."
Su Fan asked curiously: "Is there a fixed time for eating?"
Seeing Su Fan's confused face, Han Xiaoyue explained: "The food in the village is distributed by the village chief, and it will be gone after a while."
Su Fan nodded slightly, thinking that there was such a good thing, so he didn't have to work at all and could still have food to eat.
Han Xiaoyue seemed to understand what Su Fan was thinking, and said with a smile: "Meals are for those who can contribute to the village, women, children and the elderly. Those who want to get something for nothing can only starve, but Taohuaxi has not appeared yet."
Such people."
Su Fan silently recited the name "Peach Blossom Creek" and suddenly realized that Han Xiaoyue had something else to say. He nodded awkwardly and stopped talking because he thought it would be better to listen.
Han Xiaoyue smiled and said: "But for an outsider like you, the village chief will give you food and you don't have to work. The village chief is a very nice person."
Unknowingly, the sun was setting in the west. From time to time, people in the village went to work in the fields, but they showed strange expressions when they passed by Su Fan.
Su Fan was a little uncomfortable at first, but after Han Xiaoyue explained that it was because there were very few people coming back to the village, it was just strange. After that, Su Fan was finally able to ignore it.
"Are you alone? There is no one else at home?" Su Fan suddenly thought that Han Xiaoyue was the only one in the small house for so long, and asked unconsciously.
Han Xiaoyue sighed and said, "Aren't I living a good life on my own? Who else do I need?"
Su Fan didn't know how to answer him with this old-fashioned tone. This was not like the words of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
Han Xiaoyue suddenly said: "However, the village chief does take good care of me. By the way, he was the one who rescued you here."
Su Fan said: "Who is the village chief?"
Han Xiaoyue said with a smile: "The village chief is an old man, amiable and treats me very well."
As she spoke, the woman's eyes turned to a person not far away.
The man happened to be walking along the path towards the cabin, and his face didn't seem happy.
Han Xiaoyue suddenly exclaimed: "It's over, the village chief said that no one can see you."
Su Fan smiled bitterly and looked at the old man who had walked in, but that man didn't seem to be amiable.