On the day of the hair ceremony, Lin Zhao got up early, made a fire to cook, and made three large bowls of duck egg noodles for the family. After that, he sent Xiao Jiu'er to the school, and asked Xiao Shitou to hold the fishing rod and fish basket.
After getting out of the fish creek, I put on the cleanest and most decent clothes, tidied my hair very carefully, and then walked towards the front street.
Book store.
The bookshop was very lively on this day. There were already circles of adults there early in the morning. There were a lot of children aged fifteen this year, close to a hundred people.
Lin Zhao came early, and Qin Suihan, the owner of the bookstore, nodded to him from a distance. Lin Zhao made a Confucian scholar's hand-over-hand salute, and Qin Suihan nodded again.
Soon after, more and more teenagers came to hold hair-tying ceremonies, both men and women. Most of them were brought by their parents. Everyone hoped that their children would become the best among men. The people of Tianchi Town
Likewise, when the adults brought their children to the bookstore, Lin Zhao just looked at them from a distance, with a mixture of envy and indifference in his heart.
A young man stepped forward, spoke to Lin Zhao, and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, I heard that you have been able to enter martial arts recently?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded.
The young man patted his chest and said with a smile: "I entered martial arts three years ago. Now I am a second-level martial artist. After the hair ceremony, I will go to the army to serve as a senior officer. You... have suffered for so many years.
, I’m finally able to practice boxing. In fact, it’s God’s blessing. Let’s practice boxing well in the future. A first-level martial artist might be able to become a corps commander in the army.”
Lin Zhao, who had always kept his aura down to the level of a first-level martial artist, did not take it seriously and smiled: "Yeah, I think so too."
Another girl came over, wearing a Chinese New Year flowered cotton jacket, a little taller than Lin Zhao, and said: "Lin Zhao, do you think that when you walk under the white tree, the white tree will resonate with your heart and drop spiritual fruits?
?”
Lin Zhao frowned: "I don't know, Li Xiaoya, why are you asking?"
"No reason."
The girl raised her mouth, and there was a mocking look in her eyes that was inappropriate for her age. She lowered her voice and laughed: "The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. So Lin Zhao, you don't have to expect at all. Look at you, a five-year-old
At that time, the Qilin Fire Seal fell from the sky, and then it killed your father, and then your mother was also seriously ill and died due to your Qilin Fire Seal. Do you think Master Baishu will care for such a disaster star like you?"
Lin Zhao smiled faintly: "Ugly people tend to make mischief. This is true."
"Hahahaha~~~"
The young man on the side laughed: "Li Xiaoya, what Lin Zhao said seems to make sense. You are an ugly woman with a vicious mouth. You are destined to be unable to get married after you tie your hair. I think you might as well leave Tianchi Town after you tie your hair."
, go south to the Great Shang Dynasty, I heard that Buddhism is popular there, you can go there and make a living as a nun."
The girl was so angry that she stamped her feet, turned and walked away.
The young man patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder: "It's okay. This kind of poisonous woman needs no supervision and education. Don't argue with her. If you are really angry, find an opportunity to put a sack in her and give her a beating. I will help you.
."
Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "I said I'm too lazy to argue with her, so forget it."
"Um!"
…
At this moment, there was a dense sound of iron hoofs outside, and the cavalry from the Tianchi Army's death camp lined up in the street. Soon after, Chu Huaixi stepped into the small courtyard in military armor, followed by Chen Yu
, Huang Tingyu, all the adults in the town immediately saluted: "See you, Commander Chu! See you, Your Highness Yu!"
Chu Huaixi flicked his sleeves and said with a smile: "Excuse me, I'm not late, am I?"
"No."
A respected old gentleman from the school, wearing a Confucian shirt and leaning on a cane, stepped forward and said, "Shuai Chu, are we starting now?"
"let's start."
Chu Huaixi sat down on the chair under the white tree. Chen Yu and Huang Tingyu were standing aside. From a distance, Chen Yu saw the boy and Lin Zhao in the queue of girls, and immediately shook his pink fist at him.
Indicating to cheer up, Lin Zhao's heart moved and he nodded repeatedly.
"The ceremony begins!"
The old man wearing a Confucian shirt shouted loudly, and then said: "Zhang Naiyan, the son of the Zhang family, come forward and salute!"
"yes!"
A thin young man in white clothes walked forward under the earnest eyes of his parents and knelt in front of the old gentleman. Two young academy disciples quickly tied his hair. Immediately, the old gentleman stepped forward and placed a rolled-up book on his face.
He tapped the top of his head three times and said: "Okay, stand up, hold the bamboo stick in hand, cup your hands three times under the white tree, and pray that the white tree will bring blessings!"
"Yes, sir!"
The young man stood up, took the light bamboo stick from an academy disciple, walked under the white tree, and bowed respectfully three times. Suddenly, when he bowed for the second time, a tree on the lower level of the white tree approached.
The orange fruit shook, and fell from the sky with a "pop" sound, landing in front of the young man.
"It's an orange fruit!" Someone chuckled: "It's just so-so. This generation of rookies from the Zhang family seems to be nothing more than that."
The young man was also quite disappointed, but he still respectfully picked up the orange fruit and turned back to the queue of young men giving the hair-tying ceremony.
…
Next, the old gentleman looked through the roster and continued the hair-tying ceremony.
When the teenagers prayed to the white tree, most of them dropped the orange fruits at the bottom. Occasionally, a few dropped the green fruits in the middle, which made everyone exclaim.
At this time, another girl from the Ding family came forward to tie her hair and pray. When she held a bamboo stick and bowed respectfully in front of the white tree, after the third salute, a brown fruit appeared in the middle and upper position of the white tree.
It swayed and fell in front of the girl.
"Brown fruit!"
Everyone was shocked. A knight in the crowd pressed the hilt of his sword and frowned: "I'm afraid the Ding family is about to rise. This generation of rookies is not simple. There were two green fruits just now, and now they are actually out.
A brown fruit, this is a huge blessing!"
"That's right."
An academy disciple nodded and said: "After eating the brown fruit, you will benefit endlessly, and your life will be changed accordingly. It is not an exaggeration to say that you can turn bad luck into good luck. This brown fruit is enough to create a great person for the Ding family."
At least a strong person in the tenth realm of the galaxy, maybe...if the Ding family's luck is prosperous enough, this girl may be able to break through to the middle five realms and see the scenery of the return to truth realm!"
Everyone was talking a lot and had different expressions.
…
In the distance, Chu Huaixi was sitting upright with no expression on his face. On the left, Qin Suihan, the owner of the bookstore, was sitting there reading a book. Today was a big day for the hair-tying ceremony. He was borrowing the space of the bookstore, but Qin Suihan did not
He is not the host of this ceremony, he is just a passer-by.
As for why Qin Suihan was willing to let the children in the small town share the luck contained in the white tree, it was just because of a deal with Chu Huaixi back then. Back then, Chu Huaixi had already occupied the snowy Tianchi and established the Tianchi Army.
, mediating between the north and the south, and at that time, Qin Suihan brought a branch to the snowy Tianchi and asked to build a bookstore here and plant the branch here.
But Chu Huaixi naturally knows that this branch is not simple. It is the last spiritual branch left in the world by the legendary world tree, the highest in the divine world. This spiritual branch contains enough luck and spiritual energy to feed the entire world.
Therefore, Chu Huaixi's meaning is very simple. The Chen Dynasty is willing to lend a place for Qin Suihan to plant spiritual branches. The condition is that every child of the Chen Dynasty's hair-binding age can pray once and share a little bit.
With good luck, this may allow the descendants of the Chen Dynasty to take root and sprout, and maybe revive the national destiny.
Chu Huaixi had his own plans, and Qin Suihan also had his own original intentions, so they hit it off.
Now, this spiritual branch has grown into a towering ancient tree, the white tree, and the white tree bears so many fruits that the prayers of the young people in the town only consume a little.
…
Throughout the morning, the young men with tied hair prayed for success one by one. The white tree was not stingy, and the worst one would drop an orange fruit at the lowest point. It was better than nothing. Because of this, the children in Tianchi Town
They can usually practice spiritual practice or enter martial arts. It is just a matter of time. In this way, the strength of the Tianchi Army will naturally be endless.
If you want to talk about why the Tianchi Army can stand firm on the snowy Tianchi and be able to compete with the four northern tribes such as the demon tribe and the demon tribe, this white tree probably accounts for more than half of the credit.
Lin Zhao is the last one in the queue of teenagers. Because he is an orphan and a child who grew up in the mud, he can only be the last one.
"The last one!"
The old man from the academy wearing a Confucian shirt said loudly: "Lin Zhengxi's son, Lin Zhao, come forward and salute!"
"yes!"
Although Lin Zhao was the last one, he was not impatient at all. He respectfully stepped forward and knelt in front of the white tree. Two academy disciples helped tie up his already long hair, and his whole person suddenly had a light atmosphere.
His heroic spirit is far beyond the comparison of the young man crawling in the mud before.
The old gentleman tapped his head three times with the scroll and said: "Okay, get up, hold the bamboo stick in hand, cup your hands three times under the white tree, and pray that the white tree will bring blessings!"
"yes!"
Lin Zhao stood up slowly, took the bamboo stick, walked to the white tree, and bowed respectfully three times. However, after he saluted three times, there was only the sound of the rustling wind blowing the leaves on the white tree, and there was no movement at all.
"Um?"
An aunt holding green onions in her hand said: "This kid Lin Zhao... doesn't even have the worst fruit?"
"No way?"
An infantryman from the Tianchi Army frowned and said, "This child... his life is too bitter. He really doesn't even have a single fruit?"
Lin Zhao stood stupidly under the white tree, feeling complicated.
Could it be that I am really destined to be a lone star in the sky, and even Bai Shu is not willing to show mercy to me?
…
"snort!"
Chu Huaixi smiled coldly and said to Qin Suihan from the bottom of his heart: "Mr. Qin, this is a bit too much, isn't it? No matter how tough Lin Zhao's life is, at least his father Lin Zhengxi sacrificed his life to fight for Tianchi Town and killed a man.
The Great Demon of the Twelve Realms is blocking the north of Tianchi Ridge. Can Bai Shu not see this contribution? Now Lin Zhao is begging for a little luck, but he is so stingy and unwilling to give it at all? Over!"
Qin Suihan sighed: "This matter is not what I want. Commander Chu really thinks I don't want Lin Zhao to get a blessing?"
Chu Huaixi sneered: "If I had known such a white tree, I would have cut it down directly."
"Chu Shuai, don't say angry words, it's meaningless."
Qin Suihan frowned and saw that the young man was still looking up at the white tree with a longing look on his face.
Finally, the scholar could no longer sit still, stood up, and was about to walk towards the white tree.
…
But at this moment, the ancient sword behind Lin Zhao suddenly seemed to be angry, and the blade echoed sonorously in the scabbard!
"Um?"
Qin Suihan trembled all over and said in horror: "You want to steal the blessing?! This is a bit too much..."
