Chapter Thirty-Three: The Immortals on the Mountain
The movement of Shi Yu's breakthrough this time was actually quite big. The surrounding spiritual energy poured into his pores crazily, and there were even small whirlpools in the air that were invisible to the naked eye.
Fortunately, Li Xiao is a pure swordsman and does not have much sense of spiritual energy, so he was unable to detect such strange phenomena.
Shi Yu exhaled a breath of thick air and slowly opened his eyes.
After walking out of the hut, I looked up and saw that it was already late at night. A huge white jade plate was hanging on the branches, and it was dotted with stars, which was very eye-catching.
The most likely thing to cause homesickness is the moon in the sky and frost on the ground.
When Shi Yu left home with Han Qianye at the age of ten, he actually didn't have much nostalgia for his hometown. He was more longing for the outside world and looking forward to the scenes of walking around the world that appeared countless times in his dreams.
But now that I have reached this point, I miss the peaceful and stable days of those days.
At that time, the young boy only had two things on his mind: to survive and to have enough to eat.
Even if you eat a very sweet fruit, you will be happy for a long time.
But after hitting the Nine Swords Gate, everything changed.
The young man who had no worries about food and drink seemed to have correspondingly lost the little happiness he had originally had. A young man whose goal in life was no longer to live was approaching the world in his mind. But in those years, apart from practicing swordsmanship and suffering a little,
, he was so smooth.
No matter how mature a young man is, it will be difficult for him to keep his heart when faced with sudden prosperity and wealth.
Although Shi Yu's change is not too obvious, he has changed after all. As for whether this change is good or bad, he himself does not know. He only knows that without the changes of Li Xiao and Han Qianye, it would be difficult for him to adapt to this kind of change.
That's it for a simple life.
Fortunately, the young man did not indulge in it. From the moment Zhu Zhe pierced his shoulder with his sword, he was already that young man, the young man who was still fighting for his life.
However, he couldn't tell whether the little hatred in the young man's heart was towards Li Xiao or Zhu Zhe.
Shi Yu just didn't know.
Fortunately, now, I finally don’t have so many knots in my heart.
The spring breeze blew by, becoming even more biting at night, bringing back the young man's thoughts.
Shi Yu glanced at the full moon that was already high above his head, sighed softly, and returned to the hut.
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There is actually no mayor in Taoyuan Town. The so-called mayor is self-proclaimed by the descendants of officials whose ancestors once held titles in Daxia. However, the imperial court of Daxia had no objection to this. Even the governor in charge of a county even
I came here in person and appointed him as the director of the Taoyuan Pavilion.
The Taoyuan Pavilion was also a new institution in the Daxia Kingdom at that time. It was a pavilion in each town. Its powers were similar to those of a county government. It was in charge of a town. Only matters that the pavilion chief could not handle would be handed over to the county magistrate.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with the fact that the chief of Taoyuan Pavilion in Taolin Town is called the mayor.
The name of the director of the pavilion is Wang Dahe. He has an unpleasant name, but he is a scholar with some knowledge. He studied under the most virtuous and respected gentleman in Taolin School.
It was just limited to this town, and he was the only male in his generation. The inheritance of the family business naturally fell on him, and his studies also fell behind. It was a big regret for him.
Wang Dahe has two sons. The eldest son is called Wang Jixi. He has inherited almost all his advantages. He is diligent, studious, and knowledgeable. The twenty-year-old young man is no less knowledgeable than his father.
The blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, but his son was an Adou who couldn't stand up to the wall. He didn't learn well since he was a child. He made a bunch of bad friends and fought all day long without any care.
With Wang Jixi as his eldest son, he didn't care what happened to his younger son. He just never looked down upon the younger son, but because of his married wife, he loved the incompetent younger son very much, secretly or openly.
Being partial, Wang Dahe let him go.
Over the years, Wang Xiaoyan has caused a lot of small troubles, but never major troubles.
But now, he has gotten into a big trouble.
Not far away from Taoyuan Pavilion is the ancestral home of the old Wang family. It cannot be said to be luxurious, but it is rare in this small town.
In the hall, the head of the family, Wang Dahe, was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his hands. A disaster caused by Wang Xiaoyan made him very anxious.
Wang Xiaoyan knelt down in front of the portrait of his ancestors in the middle hall with trepidation, not daring to breathe. He could feel that his father was really angry this time.
Sitting on the chair next to the altar table in the central hall was a graceful and luxurious woman. In terms of dress, she looked just like the imperial wives, but her words were much more vulgar.
"Oh, sir, isn't he just a storyteller? He knows some tricks to fool people, and his small eyes are so mysterious. How can a man as experienced as the master believe this kind of thing? In my opinion, capture that Shi Yu
, I questioned him face to face and I still don’t believe that he can’t reveal his true nature.”
The woman's words were frivolous, her face showed no concern, and she still had the leisure to pick up the tea bowl and take a sip of tea.
"Ignorant fool!"
Hearing the woman's words, Wang Dahe finally couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at his wife and cursed: "If you hadn't indulged this brat in every possible way, how could he have caused such a big disaster? Do you know what Mr. Shi's identity is? Why are the three of them doing this?
A genius comes to a small town once? Do you know what the scene is like in the mountains? Those immortal masters can kill you with a snap of their fingers, and you still want to raise an army to punish me? You are trying to destroy my old Wang family's family business!"
The woman was stunned for a moment. She had never seen her husband so angry before, and she was at a loss for a moment.
"Sir, is Mr. Shi really a god?" The woman looked at her slightly unfamiliar husband and asked tentatively.
Wang Dahe snorted coldly and did not answer.
He had some guesses about Shi Yu's identity.
Wang Dahe knew for a long time that there was a thatched cottage on the mountain, and he also knew that there was an extraordinary person living in the thatched cottage.
The reason why he knew this was because a few years ago, he accidentally saw the man in black robe from Yashan. He jumped from a hundred-foot cliff and landed on the ground without any harm.
What is this if not an immortal? Who can an ordinary person do it?
It’s just that he finally chose to bury this secret. Even if he kept it in his heart, he didn’t intend to tell anyone about it. Firstly, he was afraid of offending the immortal and causing death, and secondly, he had never dealt with any immortal before.
It's counterproductive, it's better to pretend that nothing happened.
I thought that this matter would be buried in his heart and eventually rot in the soil. He never expected that his incompetent son would uncover it.
Before that, he actually didn't pay much attention to the young storyteller. He just thought he was a dazed young man who showed off his literary talent with some knowledge.
I never thought that through my youngest son's detailed explanation, I would be related to the god on the mountain.
I come to the town every three days, only to have a glass of wine, go to the small square to tell a story, and then go out of the city, in the direction of the cliff with the thatched cottage.
How can there be such a coincidence in the world? Wang Dahe would not believe it even to death if he was not the apprentice of that immortal master.
Wang Dahe paced anxiously.
Mrs. Wang stopped talking and looked a little embarrassed. Seeing her husband's behavior, he also realized the seriousness of the matter.
The instigator, Wang Xiaoyan, knelt on the ground and didn't dare to come out even if he raised the stone.
"Dad, what's going on?"
A young man's clear voice came from outside the door, and a young man in a scholar's shirt stepped across the threshold.
"Xi'er, you're here." Wang Dahe forced a smile. He always showed enough tolerance in front of his eldest son.
Wang Jixi glanced at Wang Xiaoyan who was kneeling on the ground, then at his unnatural mother, and repeated the question just now, "What's going on?"
Wang Dahe looked bitter and sighed, then told Wang Jixi exactly what happened to Wang Xiaoyan and the storyteller.
Finally, he ended with a sentence, "Mr. Shi is a real mountain man, there is no doubt about it."
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoyan broke out in cold sweat. Although he didn't know why his father was so sure, he would never talk nonsense about what he believed in.
After listening, Wang Jixi frowned slightly, then relaxed, and said with a calm smile: "What do I think it is? Father, you are worrying too much."
Wang Dahe looked at the eldest son with a puzzled look. Mrs. Wang's eyes were glowing again, while Wang's little eyes seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
Wang Jixi said: "Since Mr. Shi is a god on the mountain, he is naturally broad-minded and will definitely not argue with ordinary people like us over such a trivial matter. When Mr. Shi comes down the mountain again, I will go see him and maybe I can not only settle this grudge."
, and we can also forge a passionate relationship.”
"Alas...that's all we can do."
Wang Dahe sighed. It wasn't that he didn't trust his thoughtful eldest son. It was just that he had never dealt with "people from the mountains" before, so he was a little confused.
Wang Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had always had a bad impression of this big brother who was dominating him, he was convinced by what he did.
Mrs. Wang, who was sitting on the chair, was also smiling. She was about to help Wang Xiaoyan on the ground and said: "Okay, okay, Xi'er has said so. There must be something wrong with this matter. The master is hurt for such a trivial matter."
My health is not good."
Wang Dahe glared at her and said coldly: "How about you go and talk?"
Mrs. Wang retracted her hand angrily and sat back on the chair without saying a word. As for what she was thinking in her heart, only she knew.
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In the Taoist Temple outside the small town.
The old Taoist's eyes were shining as he listened to the young Taoist talk about the opportunities he had in the small town.
Senior brother A Xuan frowned slightly. Although the younger junior brother is naughty, he never speaks without hesitation. But what he said today is too unbelievable. If it is not a deception, then only the gods on the mountain can explain it.
This is great news for the old Taoist people who have been seeking immortality and immortality all their lives.
"Where is Mr. Shi now?" The old Taoist looked at the young disciple. The old man who already liked the young disciple could only like him even more now.
The little Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know, he usually goes to the mountains and only comes to the town once every three days."
The old Taoist's eyes shone brightly and he murmured: "Sure enough, the gods are acting like gods!"
"Master, my disciple believes that Master should not have too much hope in this repayment, lest he be disappointed later and hurt his heart and lungs." Ah Xuan is an honest person. His words are hard to find fault with, but he is not polite at all.
The old Taoist didn't care. He nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "When you meet that gentleman, the truth will naturally come to light."
...
By the stream, Shi Yu, who had just fallen asleep in the thatched cottage, sneezed.
He rubbed his nose. Could it be that he caught a cold?
So he covered his body with another layer of thatch and fell asleep again. This chapter has been completed!