In front of the woodshed on one side of the village.

Qi Wuhuo noticed something was wrong and instinctively slashed for a moment, but turned around and saw nothing.

Only the children who ran around and played with branches looked at the young Taoist with curiosity and envy, or the straight branch in the young Taoist hand, with their eyes lit up. The last brave child asked, "Big brother, are you here to find someone? Are you a guest in the village?!"

The young Taoist nodded.

The treacherous child said, "Then, that..."

"Do you know sword skills?"

Qi Wuhuo originally wanted to say yes.

But I thought of the calmness of my senior sister despising all the sword immortals in the world at the beginning.

The voice paused slightly and replied, "It's just a little."

Then, looking at the envious gazes of the children, he smiled, bent down slightly, his sleeves drooped slightly, stretched out his hand, sent the branch over, and said with a smile: "I'll send it to you, let's play..."

"Okay!"

"Thank you, brother!"

The children were very happy and left playing.

The young Taoist stood up and watched them go away. From a distance, he heard the old man's voice: "Ha, little Taoist, you got up early, are you better? Yesterday, Japan came to guard you outside, but the rain was too heavy. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had to go back earlier."

"I'm afraid you catch a cold, so I brought some clothes over. If you don't dislike it, just change it..."

The old man from yesterday came over, but was surprised.

Seeing that the young man's robe was refreshing, he was not soaked by the rain as he had guessed.

Qi Wuhuo said:

"Thank you Mr. Zhou. There is actually a place in the woodshed that can avoid rain, so you didn't get your clothes wet."

"However, I didn't expect it to rain suddenly today."

Qi Wuhuo suddenly remembered that when he left the fortune teller yesterday, the young man with a wet and fishy smell on his body. Qi Wuhuo left early, but only heard the young man who said yesterday that he wanted to let the fortune teller calculate whether there is rain today? If it rains, a few cents of rain will be poured in the DC area.

Going further to the back part, Qi Wuhuo didn't hear it.

The old man sighed: "Yes, who could have thought of it?"

"But God's temper is like a little furry child of five or six years old. He looks like a little hairy child after a while. It's going to rain and mother get married. No one can stop him. It's just this rain, which is really a bit strange."

Qi Wuhuo said, "Strange?"

"yes."

The old man replied, "I have lived here for decades. I know the climate here very well. Yesterday the clouds were so heavy and the humidity was heavy. The cold rain in winter was almost soaked in my bones, but the rain was a little bit less, and there was a little thunder and a little bit of lightning, and the bluffing smell."

The middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "Dad, you are here again."

"It is a method of the gods to judge the weather when it comes to clouds."

"Even if you have watched it for a lifetime, you can't say you can see it correctly..."

The old man blew his beard and glared, slapped his thigh, and said:

"I know about the time it will rain and how much it will rain for my old cold legs for more than ten or twenty years!"

"I couldn't even walk when I hurt yesterday!"

"It only rained so little!"

"This must be something wrong. Why? Could it be that after just a few days, my body has become so much worse?"

Once a person gets older, he will always be a little childishly stubborn, so his son has to coax his father and say:

"Yes, yes, dad, you're right, yes."

"It's because God has rained less."

"There are fewer!"

After coaxing for a while, the old man stopped mentioning this matter and asked his sons to move the things he brought in. During these days, it was only by the help of them that the girl's mother, Lian Shulan, could survive. Qi Wuhuo helped to move the things in and clean up, and then had breakfast together at the old man's strong invitation.

A column has a flat stone slab, which is the farmer's table.

The top was not flat, and there were some small potholes. When the palms were brushed over, their hands were filled with water. The few people didn't care. They were carrying a steamer with a relatively rough texture, with steamed buns that were big on fists, including dishes fried from farmhouse fires, spicy cabbage, fried bacon, and pure fried chili.

Several people put the bowl on the table, and the old man asked his daughter-in-law to bring a bowl of vegetables in for Lian Shulan to eat.

The rest of the people sat around, and there was no place to sit, so they took a white pottery bowl, and all kinds of dishes were served. Then they took a bun with a little yellowing with alkaline noodles in one hand, and held a bowl with a green onion in the other hand, and squatted beside them to eat. While eating, they talked about the things in the village, talked about spring plowing, and said that there were a few rains this year, and it should be a good harvest.

He said that the children were disobedient, did not study seriously, and his wife would make trouble if she beat him.

Qi Wuhuo had a full meal for family matters. The rice from Uncle Yun’s place was indeed extremely delicious, but these meals could give him an indescribable sense of peace. After eating, the old man asked, “How can this little family’s body be cured?”

Qi Wuhuo said: "Maybe you should focus on resting."

"With acupuncture and medicinal stones, it will be well maintained slowly."

The old man caressed his beard and said, "That's good."

"Where can't get through all kinds of things happening to people in their lives?"

"You still have to survive."

"If you survive, you will be able to get out of the past one day..."

"Then during this period, Taoist priest, please live here. There are still a few houses in the village where people can live." The old man looked at the yard and sighed: "No need to refuse. We all see her discomfort at these times. However, the people in the village are always going to endure things, and there is no way to go."

"We all thank you for meeting someone like Je and treating her."

The old man brought Qi Wuhuo to a relatively small courtyard, with no lock on the door. When he opened the door, there was a table, a bed, and a cabinet in the room. It seemed that no one came at times, and there was some dust inside. The old man apologized:

"This was originally prepared for the guests in the village, or those who occasionally come here to go to business. The merchants come here to settle down, and they get convenience. The people in our village can also buy what they need, and they also get convenience. However, the New Year is coming soon, so the merchants have all returned to their hometowns."

"If the Taoist priest doesn't mind, just stay here first."

"I'll ask someone to clean up for you."

The old man was very enthusiastic, and then smiled and said, "I haven't asked you yet, what's your name?"

The young Taoist replied: "Qi Wuhuo."

"It means that I hope there will be no regrets or confusion in this life..."

The old man smiled: "There is a great artistic conception of this name."

"How old are you now?"

The boy subconsciously replied: "It's fifteen after the New Year..."

His voice paused.

He replied: "After the New Year, I am already sixteen years old."

Qi Wuhuo was not idle, so he also helped clean the house. After about an hour, the whole house that had been idle for about a month or two became cleaner and tidy again. The old man also gave him a few books, saying that if he was idle, he could read books and increase his knowledge and knowledge. Qi Wuhuo nodded and agreed.

The old man smiled and walked away.

I feel happy to guide a young man to read more.

If he was not a monk and a monk.

"He is a good seedling. If you read more, you might be able to get into a scholar."

"It's a pity to practice Taoism."

He talked to his son next to him like this.

He was not in a hurry to go home. He thought that this rain would make his old cold legs hurt so much that he couldn't move, so he pushed a lot of things in advance, but now he didn't seem to feel so uncomfortable. Instead, he was idle and walked all the way to the Lian family. After seeing that he was sucked, Lian Shulan, who had eaten a lot of food, was obviously much better.

There is both relief and emotion in my heart.

I just thought that she had some hope in her heart, so she was getting better.

I was also worried that she would be even more depressed after learning the truth.

I sighed for a long time, but just shook my head and left. When I passed by the woodshed, I smiled:

"I never thought that this woodshed can still shelter from the rain."

Look at it casually.

But I found rain everywhere in the woodshed.

The old man bent down and stroked the firewood. Even the dry firewood was completely wet. When he reached out to grab it, the wood chips fell off.

It can be guessed that it rained heavily last night.

He suddenly thought of the young Taoist answer and the dry Taoist robe.

‘…There is actually a place in the woodshed room to avoid rain, so it didn’t get wet in the clothes…’

The old man couldn't help but be stunned.

……………………

Qi Wuhuo decided to go to the city again today and ask the fortune teller.

This time it is no longer yesterday.

But what happened last year...

When I opened the door, I suddenly felt spiritual. I lowered my head and the bronze mirror in the wooden box around my waist lit up slightly, and there was naturally a magic light and spiritual charm, flowing and changing—

It took a day and a half a day.
Chapter completed!