The bitter-faced monk and others were hiding somewhere and could not be found. Hu Shi was imprisoned, and the specific disposition has not been revealed yet. The most serious thing is an attempted murder. If the Gongsun family keeps going around, maybe he will be killed in a few days.
Release it.
But after forcing these people out of the secret, Zhan Changfeng felt relieved. He wanted to kill each other anyway, so it was better to show it openly.
Gongsun and the Yi family had no room for change.
After Zhan Changfeng went into silence and opened the door, the inn waiter's hand was raised and he had not yet knocked.
He put away his slightly surprised expression, handed over a letter with both hands, and said with a smile, "Sir, someone just sent you the letter. I brought it up for you."
"Good work."
Zhan Changfeng went back to the house and opened it. It was a reply from Qingbaishan Social Studies, asking her to go to the Social Studies on the 15th for a detailed discussion.
Qingbai Mountain Social Studies is located in Qingbai Mountain on the outskirts of the city. There is Qingbai Village at the foot of the mountain. Zhan Changfeng planned to go to Qingbai Village in advance to take a look. If she wanted to study in Qingbai Mountain, she had to consider where she would live.
The road to Qingbai Village was a bit far, so Zhan Changfeng bought a horse, went out of the city gate, and followed the route on the map to find the village.
This place has beautiful scenery and pleasant air. Looking from a distance, the houses are located along the undulating terrain, with black tiles, white walls and bluestone roads.
It was the busy farming season and there were few people in the village. She dismounted and walked for a while holding the reins before she was stopped by a young boy, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
Zhan Changfeng turned his face and looked at the child. The child was frightened by the long scar on her face. He ran into the house with his mouth slumped. After a while, an old man came out and huddled behind the old man and said something.
The old man patted his head, looked at Zhan Changfeng, and asked, "Are you a student from the mountain?"
"Not yet. I would like to ask my father-in-law where the village chief's home is. I would like to find a place to live in your place."
"Oh, prepare to go up the mountain to study. There is still some open space here." The old man pulled out the child and gave him a handful of candies, soothing him and telling him not to be afraid. "Take this young lady to look for it in the fields at Dongtou."
Grandpa Village Chief, is that okay?"
Holding the candy, the child glanced at Zhan Changfeng timidly and nodded. Then he seemed worried and whispered in the old man's ear, "Brother Big Bear said that bandits only have tattoos, scars, and eye patches. If I get kidnapped,
What should I do if I leave?"
Zhan Changfeng, who was regarded as a bandit, "..."
The child was so embarrassed that the old man was amused.
"Don't worry, you're too skinny to even cook a pot of soup." The old man patted his back, "Go quickly and I'll bake scallion pancakes for you when I come back."
The child chose scallion pancakes as if he was about to die, "Come with me."
He jogged for a few steps and looked back at Zhan Changfeng. He jogged for a few steps and looked back at Zhan Changfeng.
Zhan Changfeng always kept a distance of ten meters from him, which made the child feel at ease a lot, and he ran away quickly and slowly.
After going down a slope, fields gradually appeared on both sides. Looking up, the rows of field ridges were like guillotines cutting the colorful paddy fields into flat shapes, square and square.
This paddy field is so gorgeous that even the people planting rice in it seem to be in an illusory and dreamlike situation.
Zhan Changfeng leaned down and fished out a handful of red, yellow and yellow pebbles from the field.
"This is an insect-repelling stone. Rice is most afraid of insects. Once it gets sick, we will have to cry from the beginning of the year to the end of the year." Fan Zhili joked loudly, looking at Zhan Changfeng and seeing how his body and bones were straight and his expression was amazing.
Condensed and gentle, with a unique demeanor, I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"It's because I'm lonely and ignorant." Zhan Changfeng saw him holding the child, with bare mud feet, a long beard braided around his neck, and a handful of seedlings in his hand, and he saluted, "I guess I must
I am the village chief. I want to go to Qingbai Mountain to study, but I have no place to stay, so I would like to ask if there is any space available for rent, sale or transfer in your village."
Fan Zhili thought for a few times, "When will you enroll in school?"
"Let's make an appointment tomorrow."
"It's so urgent," Fan Zhili said, "There are indeed some empty houses in the village. How about this? If it's convenient for you, you can stay at my house tonight and I will help you find the heads of households who are interested in selling them."
"Okay, then I'll bother the village chief."
"Okay, you wait here first, I'm almost done with my work, and I'll go back with you."
Fan Zhili went back to work in the fields, while Zhan Changfeng observed the postures and techniques of transplanting rice seedlings, and occasionally asked a question or two, which was not boring at all.
Ling rice is more sensitive to soil temperature than ordinary rice and is less susceptible to pests. They still grow purple Ling rice, which is harvested once a year. Although the profits are high, the risks are also high.
Fan Zhili saw that Zhan Changfeng was very easy to ask questions, so he was willing to talk a few more words, "Don't think we are just using up physical energy, but we are also using up our true energy."
He deliberately slowed down the transplanting speed so that Zhan Changfeng could see clearly the focus of his gesture, "This thing is precious and valuable. When inserting it, it is best to wrap the roots with a small amount of true energy to prevent them from being damaged.
"
Zhan Changfeng nodded. He let out his true energy. Innately, this land is really luxurious.
When the bells rang on the top of the mountain, Fan Zhili had just finished planting the rice seedlings and wiped his sweat, "Okay, school is over, let's go back quickly and take you to see the house for sale before it gets dark.
"
Fan Zhili knew every household in Qingbai Village very well. He could tell them which ones wanted to rent them out and which ones had vacant houses. He could simply lead her there.
"What are your requirements for the environment?"
It looks like there are quite a few choices.
"It's secluded. The size of the house doesn't matter, but I can rent it for a year at most."
"Oh?" Fan Zhili raised his head and glanced at her, "Hu Laoer's family has a spare house in Xiatian, but it's close to Bijia Mountain and there are many wild animals, so it's not safe."
"There is also a small building in the Nantou Wading Fort. The original family moved out and left it to me to deal with. The house is a bit dilapidated and it will be troublesome to clean it."
"Can you take me to see it?"
"Of course, let's go to the field first."
Zhan Changfeng's aura was restrained and difficult for ordinary people to notice, but Fan Zhili, who had an innate perfection, could sense that the little fellow Taoist in front of him had reached his acquired peak, so he naturally did not worry about the beast.
I just wonder how someone with this level of cultivation and his age, who is top-notch in the Sixth Academy, ended up in social studies. It’s probably because he missed the selection in the Sixth Academy before.
This house in Shimoda is close to the forest, and there is a stone wall around it, probably to prevent wild animals from intruding.
Zhan Changfeng calculated the Feng Shui direction and took the risk, which was neither good nor bad. "Weeds have just grown on the gravel road. Someone moved away not long ago?"
"Yes." Fan Zhili sighed, "I originally rented it to a hunter. A few months ago, a gibbon came to my house to cause trouble. The hunter chased it for ten miles and accidentally rolled it down the mountain. The next day, it dragged the gibbon with it.
He came back with a broken leg and a white Ganoderma lucidum as big as a basin, and immediately went to the city to become a rich man."
Zhan Changfeng: “It’s not bad to be able to seize the opportunity.”
Fan Zhili saw that she didn't seem very interested, so he diverted to Wading Fort.
"This place is surrounded by mountains and wading rivers, and the environment is quiet. However... because the elderly and children of the previous family often fell ill, the villagers said that this place is unlucky."
"Can I open the door?"
"Okay, okay."
This small building was built half on the shore and half on the lake. When Zhan Changfeng opened the door, his head was blown by the lake breeze at night.
The back door corresponding to the front door was not closed tightly and was left wide open.
The wind flowed from the back door to the front door, and there was no barrier in between. It was obviously causing the draft, and it was normal to get sick.
Zhan Changfeng walked to the back door. Outside was a balcony with a table made of tree stumps. She took a closer look and found that the tree stump was still alive, with short branches sprouting from the sides.
"This tree has grown crookedly, with its head emerging from the underwater bank and lying on the water. It has finally grown upward to catch up with people building houses," Fan Zhili explained. "This half
The house was supported on the tree, but its crown was too big and blocked the sunlight, so it was cut down."
The tree is originally Yin, but it occupies the financial position of this house, adding Yin to Yin. Zhan Changfeng looks at the sky and the earth, but feels a little satisfied.
Fan Zhili followed her and looked into the distance. It was twilight and he could see the quiet and vast lake. The sparkling water rippled slowly, and the end touched the mountains, covering it with a deeper darkness.
He suddenly felt a little gloomy and uncomfortable, "Fellow Taoist, it's better to go to the lower part of the field. It's also close to Qingbai Mountain, so it's easy to come and go."
Zhan Changfeng said, "Let's just go here, it's pretty good here."
Fan Zhili didn't insist and said, "That's okay. I'll go talk to them tomorrow and discuss the price."
"I'm sorry to trouble the village chief."
"It's okay, it's getting late, and the city gate is closed at this time. You can stay at my house for one night, and you can go to social studies tomorrow morning."
He was the only one in Fan Zhili's family, and he murmured that he and his granddaughter were studying in the Qingbai Mountain Society, but they just didn't want to go back home.
Qingbaishan Social University provides dormitories, but they are only for two people, which is inconvenient for Zhan Changfeng. Fan Zhili didn't ask much, as there were many people staying there.