Chapter nine hundred and sixty-eight fishing woodcutter farming reading (monthly ticket 2000
dusk.
The farmer hummed a little tune and cut rice leisurely in the field.
The rice fields are staggered, and when viewed from the air, they gradually form a standard Tai Chi yin and yang fish.
The spiritual energy in the eyes of Yin and Yang leisurely rotates in the air and sinks into the farmer's body, forming a perfect cycle of work and practice.
Farming is a kind of spiritual practice.
In another sense, agriculture can also be regarded as a part of the Immortal Palace. Although he himself is not cultivating the ancient new path, he has worked hard to build the Immortal Palace, and his practice is of course moving closer to this.
His name is Xu Buyi.
The village name is Xu Erzhu.
An old farmer, he is also the head of Xianji Village and the master of Wandao Immortal Palace.
A big yellow dog squatted on the edge of the field, lazily watching him pretend to farm, completely bored.
If the Lord of the Immortal Palace doesn't do what he does and comes to guard the tomb, doesn't it mean that all the female ghosts inside have already run away with the men? Why don't you still guard the tomb?
In fact, even if it is a tomb, Huang Gou has no idea what it is worth guarding. He has been guarding it for thousands of years, farming every day, and almost forgot how to fight in fights. He was almost beaten by someone overstepping his rank... I'm afraid he is sick.
?
If it weren't for the loyal Dahuang who saved your face, you would have lost your face.
While he was cursing, Dahuang suddenly became alert in his heart and bared his teeth towards the void.
Someone is approaching?
A vague voice came from the air: "Farming is very interesting, my husband. This rice field is cut like a Tai Chi Yin Yang fish."
Xu Buyi said casually: "It was Xiao Qin at the end of the village who said this is called Liu..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Yi appeared in front of him with an expressionless face.
Xu Buyi: "...Sixty-six great fortunes."
"Uncle Xu, you're still alive." Qin Yi smiled and hugged him, not caring that he was covered in mud.
"...Have you ever greeted me like this?"
Qin Yi ignored him and squatted down to touch Rhubarb: "Rhubarb, you're not dead either?"
rhubarb:"……"
"It's been more than twenty years since everyone has survived and the wrinkles on their faces haven't changed. I'm really happy." Qin Yi said with a smile, "Is Little Taohua married?"
Quiet.
After looking at each other for a long time, Xu Buyu rolled his eyes: "So how can we hide things? After a few years, you will see everything when you come back. Who told you not to come back for so many years? Look at you!
You're so fragrant, you've focused all your attention on women, you're still a peach, aren't you a peach yourself?"
Qin Yi: "..."
Is it my fault? You had the ability to say it in the first place, but now it’s an afterthought?
Besides, you really have no other chance to tell me?
Qin Yi squinted at Xu Buyi for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Uncle Xu, your breath is a bit familiar."
Xu Buyi took a step back.
Qin Yi continued to touch Dahuang's head: "Dahuang, is Tianjizi's calf meat still delicious?"
Dahuang: "Woof."
"Why are you pretending? If I don't believe you, you can't speak."
"Woof woof woof." Dahuang turned around and ran away: "It's none of my business, I'm just a dog."
"What a shameless thing!" Xu Buyi smacked at the back of his yellow dog, turned around and patted Qin Yi on the shoulder: "Come on, Xiao Qin, I'm hiding something from you, but this palace master
Are you not okay?"
Qin Yi looked at him sideways and said nothing.
No wonder he felt that the palace master could talk to him so casually, and he looked very familiar. He was casually handed over positions such as inspectors and the like, just like treating an illegitimate child. To be honest, if he, Qin Yi, was a man who could wield power,
Yes, just by relying on this title of supervisor, he can pretend to be a powerful person and become the powerful general manager of Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace. Of course, he has no interest in that.
I really didn't expect that the boss of the sect that I officially joined after leaving the mountain was actually my boss in the village.
Is the world playing tricks on me? Why don't you just say it, young man, do you really think there are so many people in this world? In fact, they are all my vest, how about I change my account to chat with you now?
"Okay, okay, come and sit at home." Xu Buyu took Qin Yi and walked towards the wooden house at the entrance of the village, and said with a smile: "By the way, do you want to meet the villagers again?"
"Are all the people in the village bosses?"
"Hmm..." Xu Bujie thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's a bit complicated. It's not big or small. It's a dream to expect someone from the village to conquer the world. But generally, there is no sound in the sky.
It’s not that easy for our mounts to deal with us.”
Qin Yi was startled. The amount of information...
He had really guessed that the village was full of reclusive super bosses, all of whom had no identity. After all, he had seen some works with similar settings, so it was easy to guess in this direction.
Then his life experience was the result of a game played by a group of big guys. This answer made people very unhappy, so much so that his attitude towards Lao Xu was not very good.
But Xu Buyi's words made him straighten out a little. They are not all super bosses... maybe they have some hidden strength. For example, Xu Buyi may not only be known as the middle and late Qianyuan, but he should not be.
How exaggerated.
It's more like they have some other meaning and are stationed here.
But from another perspective, they should indeed know many things, such as Hanyin Yutian and his mount, who is Jiuying if not Jiuying?
It is estimated that they are really aware of the affairs of the Heavenly Palace, and they may be more likely to be the back-end arranged by Yaoguang.
While they were pondering, they had already arrived at the wooden house, and Dahuang was lying next to them watching them. Xu Buyi flew up with a kick, and Dahuang ran away.
Qin Yi: "..."
Xu Buyi opened the door and found that the room was filled with ordinary farmer's utensils, nothing special at all.
He poured a large bowl of tea and handed it to Qin Yi: "You have drank too much of the Immortal Family's drink. Have you ever remembered what crude tea in the world tastes like?"
Qin Yi took a sip silently and said nothing.
The crude tea in the world...
Now when I drink it, it feels bitter, astringent, and a little sour from overnight.
But actually...it doesn't feel right.
The taste of the world.
I don’t know if Xu Buyi’s casual and careless behavior is also intentionally falling into the mortal world. The fairy palace is too far away, and the mortal world is ahead.
His practice is still hidden now, and it’s not very clear... It’s very likely that it’s Wu Xiang. I don’t know if he was hiding back then, or if he just made a breakthrough in recent years. If he was hiding back then, it would be different from Tianjizi’s embarrassing appearance.
The first battle was...
Xu Buyi moved a tattered wooden pillar, sat on it without any image, lit another cigarette bag, and said with a smile: "There are some things that are not easy to tell you... Wait a minute, please stop staring.
Let's put it this way, at least everyone has an identity that you can know."
Qin Yi asked curiously: "What?"
"There are probably some people in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace you have never seen before."
Qin Yi's heart moved.
Not to mention other elders who live in seclusion, just talking about his chess, calligraphy and painting sect, Uncle Shuxian has never appeared... Could it be that he is also an acquaintance in the village?
Xu Buyi said leisurely: "Are you thinking about the Book Fairy? Yes, he is an acquaintance. Who do you think he is?"
If it corresponds to the attributes of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qin Yi turned around in his mind, and the image of a child riding a bull and playing the flute gradually emerged in his mind.
The shepherd boy's piccolo is the way to play the harp. It's not unusual for a book fairy to bypass the qin way. Could this be a book fairy?
The corner of Qin Yi's mouth twitched. The book fairy in his imagination was a white-haired old man in the scroll, but he turned out to be such a brat that he even snatched the fruit from him.
"This Immortal Trail Village..." Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Don't tell me it's the branch of Wandao Immortal Palace."
Xu Busuo stroked his palm and smiled: "That's half right, at least there is an entire branch of Wandao Immortal Palace here."
"Which one?"
Xu Buyi pointed to his hoe leaning against the door: "The fisherman, woodcutter, farmer, and reader. Your calligrapher also reads."
So that's it... Qin Yi felt something interesting and asked: "Are you a farmer?"
"That's right."
"If I remember correctly, you said you are not the way to the Immortal Palace."
"My basic practice is indeed not the way of the Immortal Palace, because there was no Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Daos when I was practicing." Xu Buyi pointed to his nose: "That was created by me later."
Qin Yi said calmly: "Then what is your basic practice? Heavenly Palace?"
Xu Buyi blinked and looked at Qin Yi for a long time: "This is personal privacy."
Qin Yi clenched his fist and wanted to hit him.
Xu Buyu waved his hand: "This is indeed not important to you. Are you here to explore my background, not your own?"