Chapter five hundred and forty fourth day and night
“Come out of the pot~~~”
Old Man Qin wrapped the sides of the pot with two rags, then lifted up the entire large pot and placed it on top of the brazier. The moment he opened the lid of the pot, the aroma was almost suffocating. He took two pairs of chopsticks and handed them over.
He gave it to the two young men and said with a smile: "Quickly try my craftsmanship. We people in the mountains don't have much delicious food. How about you try it?"
"good."
Lin Zhao took the chopsticks, put a small piece of chicken leg meat into his mouth, and it was indeed very fragrant. He pried off a golden pancake from the side of the pot and held it in his left hand. He took a bite of the pancake and then ate a whole piece.
Mountain wild potatoes suddenly felt like a soul sublimation. There is no doubt that this is the most delicious thing Lin Zhao has ever eaten in the game. It is much more delicious than the snakehead meat in the Twelve Realms!
"Delicious!"
The corners of Lin Zhao's mouth were full of oil, and he smiled and said: "I'm not complimenting you, Grandpa Qin, it's really delicious!"
On the side, Xu Mingan also ate with his mouth full of oil and said with a smile: "This is the most delicious thing I have eaten since I was a child. It is raining so heavily outside, and we are eating such good food in the house. What a feeling...
I have never experienced this in my life.”
“As long as it’s delicious, it’s good as long as it’s delicious.”
Old Man Qin smiled and said, "Then eat more."
"Grandpa Qin, you should eat too!"
Lin Zhao handed a pair of chopsticks to Old Man Qin.
"I have already eaten."
Old Man Qin smiled and said: "Isn't this... not long after we just finished dinner..."
Lin Zhao saw this and had mixed feelings in his heart. It was obviously almost early in the morning, so how could it be the time when he had just finished dinner? It's just that old man Qin was from the mountains and was very simple. This pot of potatoes was cooked
There seems to be a lot of chicken, but in fact it is not much. A wild pheasant does not weigh much, and the meat is not as thick as a domestic chicken. Old man Qin said he had eaten it just because he did not want to share too much, so Lin Zhao and Xu Mingan might not be full.
.
"It's fine."
Lin Zhao smiled, took the initiative to give Old Man Qin some pieces of meat and potatoes, and added a piece of cake to him, saying: "It tastes better if we eat together, otherwise Xu Mingan and I would be the only ones here devouring it, and we would be embarrassed."
have eaten."
"???"
Xu Ming'an glanced at him and clearly didn't see Lin Zhao's embarrassed look. On the contrary, his chopsticks were flying! However, although Xu Ming'an grew up alone in the mountains, he was not completely ignorant of the ways of the world, so he naturally knew Lin Zhao's good intentions.
, so he smiled and said: "Yes, yes, it will taste better if we eat them together."
As he said that, he also picked up a piece of chicken leg meat and put it in Old Qin's bowl.
Old Qin's eyes turned red. Not only were these two children upright, but they were also so sensible. If he really had two grandchildren like this, he would truly have no regrets in his life.
Lin Zhao lowered his head to eat. This pot of chicken was so fragrant. Firstly, Old Man Qin’s craftsmanship was really good. Secondly, this meal was actually more about the human touch of fireworks in the world. This is what Lin Zhao felt he would do in this life.
The reason was that he had never eaten such good food. When they met by chance, Old Man Qin took out the best things at home to entertain himself and Xu Mingan. There was a huge difference between the simple people in the mountains and the sinister people in the mountains outside.
…
After eating and drinking, Xu Ming'an fell asleep on old Qin's wooden bed, while Lin Zhao fell asleep on the recliner. Old Qin knew that the two young monks were sleeping day and night, so he didn't bother. When Lin Zhao and Xu Ming'an woke up,
By the time they arrived, Old Man Qin had already made a pot of fragrant rice, and also fried two wild vegetables for them to eat.
The rain outside stopped. After Lin Zhao and Xu Mingan finished eating, they called out to Wang Yue and continued on their way. However, Old Qin could not be found in front of or behind the house. In addition, Lin Zhao had sensed that he had sensed something in the mountains in the distance.
When the unusual spiritual energy fluctuated, he couldn't help but frown. Could it be that something happened to Grandpa Qin?
"Grandpa Qin!"
Xu Mingan shouted in the village.
Soon after, mountain people in simple clothes came out one by one, and they were all very surprised. When they learned that Old Qin was missing, everyone also shouted and looked for him together. In a blink of an eye, the mountains were full of mountain people holding torches, and they were looking for him together.
Helping to find old man Qin, Lin Zhao couldn't care less. Hong Ye unsheathed the flying sword with a clang, and began to search in the air with the flying sword. However, as night fell, the vision in the middle of the night was really not very good. It was dark.
How difficult is it to find someone in the dark mountains and forests?
Until late at night, finally, a young man with a short bow appeared on the mountainside, pointed to the south, and said: "I found it, I found it, Old Man Qin is on the top of the mountain over there."
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao and Xu Mingan were slightly shuddered, so they went over with a group of villagers.
Clusters of torches were connected on the mountainside. Soon after, under the leadership of the young man, everyone came to a mountain ridge. They saw a low tomb under the trees on the mountain ridge. The tomb was a little old, but it was
There was no weed at all, and just beside the tomb, an old man lay curled up, sleeping.
"Grandpa Qin!"
Xu Mingan hurriedly lowered his body and tested Old Qin's breathing. Everything was normal. He frowned, pushed Old Qin's shoulder and said, "Grandpa Qin, wake up!"
"ah?"
Old Qin opened his sleepy eyes and saw a large group of people surrounding him. He couldn't help but be startled: "You... what are you doing?"
"Old man Qin."
A middle-aged hunter frowned: "It's midnight, and you're not sleeping at home. What are you doing here alone?"
Old man Qin showed an embarrassed look and said: "The two children Lin Zhao and Xu Mingan are leaving soon. As an old man, I feel that... the separation feels particularly bad, so I came out alone, and in recent years I have always been unable to sleep at night.
I'm alone and it's not interesting to be at home, so I came to the old woman's grave. With me here, she won't feel lonely anymore."
It turns out that this tomb is the tomb of Old Man Qin’s wife ten years after his death.
"Grandpa Qin..."
Xu Ming'an's eyes turned red for a moment, and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Sometimes he also felt like this. The person who was the best to him in the world was gone. In fact, the rest of his life was really painful and lonely.
"You old man Qin!"
A woman couldn't help frowning and said: "It doesn't matter if you run out alone, you will cause us all to be scared together with you. You see, everyone has been looking for it for most of the night and didn't even sleep."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone..."
Old Man Qin apologized repeatedly.
"Thank you everyone."
Lin Zhao clasped his fists at everyone and said with a smile: "Thank you everyone for helping to find Grandpa Qin. It's okay. Let's go back to sleep."
He was carrying two swords behind his back. He was the sword cultivator on the mountain. How could a group of mountain people dare to offend him? Even the young and strong hunters did not dare to say anything. On the contrary, several young people imitated Lin Zhao and clasped their fists.
, smiled and said: "If that's the case, then let's go back?"
"Uh-huh."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded. Some good things can take root and sprout and bloom unintentionally.
"Grandpa Qin, isn't it cold here?"
Xu Mingan squatted down and frowned: "The mountain wind is so strong at night, what if you catch a cold?"
"it's okay no problem……"
Old Man Qin was a little embarrassed and said: "It's not...I couldn't bear to let you two go, but I couldn't keep you, so I just went out and hid for a while. And in the past ten years, I have spent more than half of my nights here."
For the old lady, if I am here to talk to her, she will not be alone, and I will not be alone. Think about it, she is lying alone in this cold grave with no one to talk to, how cold it is.
It’s so lonely, it’s so painful.”
Lin Zhao's nose felt sore and he said: "Grandpa Qin, it's okay. If grandma's spirit in heaven knew about it, she would be very happy. She must understand what you mean. It's just that you are not good for your health, and you will get sick sooner or later.
Xu Ming'an, you send grandpa back to rest, and I'll do some Feng Shui practice here."
"???"
Xu Ming'an had a question mark, you are a sword cultivator and you can't handle Feng Shui. Why should I, a Taoist priest on the mountain, do this? But there is no way. Lin Zhao is a Jindan sword cultivator, and his level is too high. Xu Ming'an can't do it.
What else could Jing say, so he helped Old Qin return to his residence. With Xu Ming'an supporting him, Old Qin no longer persisted.
…
When Xu Mingan and Old Man Qin left.
Lin Zhao stood in front of the tomb with his arms folded, but his eyes did not linger on the tomb. Instead, his eyes fell on a red pine tree not far from the tomb. The wind in the mountains at night was indeed very strong, blowing the entire mountain.
They all whined, but here, within ten meters of this tomb, everything was calm, and the whole world seemed to be under the protection of some kind of power.
Old Man Qin has spent more than half of his nights sleeping next to the tomb in the past ten years, but he has no physical problems. This is a big problem in itself. Among the cavalry and soldiers in the army, which one is not strong and strong?
But years of eating and sleeping in the open will leave many root causes of disease, and Old Man Qin has no cultivation, so why should he be an exception?
There is no doubt that someone is protecting him.
Old Man Qin is here with the person who is best to him in the world, and why isn't that person guarding the person who is best to her in the world?
Lin Zhao's eyes fell on the red pine. The aura of this red pine was far beyond that of ordinary forest trees.
Is there really such a story in the world that we never forget, day and night?
He frowned, with mixed feelings in his heart. If this was really the case, what should he, a golden elixir sword cultivator, do? After all, in the eyes of mortals, he was the legendary sword cultivator...
The next moment, Lin Zhao stepped forward and took out five golden mullet coins from his arms. He held all these golden mullet coins in his hands and made a fist. Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual energy from the five golden mullet coins turned into golden water droplets.
It landed on the red pine. For a moment, earth-shaking changes took place within the red pine, and the spiritual energy continued to surge and increase.
"Wow~~~"
After a soft sound, a beautiful girl walked out of the red pine. She knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down her face. She looked up at Lin Zhao with tears on her face: "Thank you Sword Immortal for showing mercy...Thank you Sword Immortal for showing mercy."
