After a few days, the weather gradually turned cooler and it was autumn.
The sky in autumn is a little wider, and it always feels higher than the sky in summer. This may be the so-called crisp autumn air.
He Yidao accompanied Xiao Wu to the small town on the edge of the mountains. He had no memories or sentiments. He was not a person who had never experienced separation, so he was very calm, because a person who has experienced many separations would just look away.
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Xiaowu was a little strange, "Where is your home?"
He Yidao said, "It's in this mountain range."
Xiao Wu asked: "Is this the first time you have left here?"
He Yidao nodded and said: "Leaving for the first time."
Xiaowu said: "But you don't look like a young man who left his hometown for the first time."
He Yidao smiled: "Then what should the young man who left for the first time look like?"
Xiaowu thought for a while and said: "It should be a little memorable and a little sad."
He Yidao said: "This should be what you people think. We young people should yearn for the outside world!"
Xiao Wu thought it made sense and said with a smile: "That's very good."
The two chatted while walking, and sometimes talked about the situation in the main hall of Yunwu Pavilion.
After some conversation, He Yidao discovered that Xiao Wu didn't know the main cabinet very well either.
"Aren't you from the main cabinet?" He Yidao asked.
Xiao Wu shook his head and smiled, "No."
He Yidao asked: "Then where are you from?"
Xiao Wu looked into the distance and did not answer He Yidao's words. Moreover, his voice was a bit flat and there was no tone, "The baggage you brought only contains a few pieces of clothes."
Xiaowu seemed to be talking about a small thing, but also a real thing.
The baggage He Yidao carried indeed only had a few pieces of clothing, and not a single piece of silver. Most importantly, he had none on his body.
He Yidao squinted his eyes. He knew that Xiao Wu's words must have deep meaning, and he also knew that Xiao Wu did not want to reveal his secret.
Just like I don’t want to say that I own the Qiankun Bag.
He Yidao said: "Isn't it enough to bring a few clothes?"
Xiao Wu said with a faint smile: "It shouldn't be enough."
He Yidao decided that he would never spend any money on this trip to the Central Plains.
He is afraid of exposing some loopholes, even though this loophole has already been exposed.
But spending less money is never a bad thing.
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After walking for many days, the road became smoother and smoother.
This may also be the reason for the plains.
Most of the roads were deserted and deserted. While passing by a wilderness, the two of them saw a dilapidated temple.
There were overgrown weeds around the ruined temple, as if there had been no human traces for a long time. However, there were some weeds lying on the ground among the weeds.
The weeds lying on the ground looked like they had been removed intentionally, to create a path.
Because the traces of fallen weeds lead directly to the ruined temple.
Xiao Wu looked at the traces of weeds and said, half puzzled and half sure, "Is there anyone here?"
He Yidao glanced at Xiao Wu's tone strangely. Although it was indeed rare to encounter human traces in such a deserted place, it wasn't necessarily like this.
He Yidao followed Xiao Wu and walked to the vicinity of the ruined temple along the path that had been opened long ago. The gate of the ruined temple had long been decayed, and even the rotten wood was almost gone.
After entering the gate of the ruined temple and arriving at the main hall, He Yidao noticed someone.
He Yidao was in front of the door and opened the door in no hurry, "Friend, we were on our way outside and happened to pass by this ruined temple, so we planned to come over and take a rest."
"Come in, come in!" At this time, a relatively childish voice came from the room.
He Yidao was confused and looked back at Xiao Wu, only to find that his expression had not changed much and he still had the same lazy look.
"Creak!" a sound.
The dilapidated temple here has not been renovated for countless years, and even the door of the dilapidated temple is about to fall off.
He Yidao had a vague answer in his mind, but he was still surprised when he opened the door and saw the people in the ruined temple.
The child in front of me is about six or seven years old in college. His face is covered with a layer of dust, but his big, watery eyes cannot be concealed. He looks like a clay doll.
He huddled under the altar, holding his knees with his hands, looking very helpless.
This child may be smaller than He Yidao, but not by much.
However, He Yidao looks much older than him, which may be the reason for practicing "Hunyuan Yi Jing Jin", because He Yidao is eight years old but looks like a fifteen or sixteen year old child.
"What's your name? Why are you here?" He Yidao asked softly.
Although He Yidao is indeed not much older than the child in front of him, his actual mental age is much older than this child.
"My name is Qiu Hao." Qiu Hao looked at He Yidao who was wearing a black curtain hat in front of him, and felt a little afraid.
Seeing this, He Yidao took off his curtain hat and said to him with a smile: "Where are your parents?"
Mentioning his parents, Qiu Hao's eyes looked a little disappointed, "I have never seen them. Grandpa told me that they went to another world."
He Yidao was slightly startled, thinking that this child's life experience was similar to his own, so he sympathized a little, "What about your grandfather?"
"At home." Seeing that He Yidao had no intention of harming him, Qiu Hao gradually relaxed the vigilance in his eyes. However, when he looked at Xiao Wu behind He Yidao, he was still a little afraid.
He Yidao was confused: "Then why are you here?"
Qiu Hao felt aggrieved: "Grandpa asked Brother Wang Qing to take me to find something, but Brother Wang suddenly wanted to kill me, but I ran out."
At this time, Xiaowu, who had been silent, asked: "Do you have a way to contact your family?"
Qiu Hao shook his head.
He Yidao looked at the aggrieved young man in front of him and felt a little unbearable. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.
"Young Master, I'm here to find you." At this time, a voice came from outside the temple.
Qiu Hao looked horrified: "Brother Wang! Brother Wang, why are you here?"
He Yidao and Xiao Wu looked towards the direction from which the sound came, and saw a man wearing a black mask appearing in front of the main hall.
"Are you Wang Qing?" He Yidao asked.
The masked man glanced at He Yidao, and then stared at Xiao Wu for a while. He didn't answer He Yidao's question.
"Young Master, come back with me. I will take you home."
"I won't, I won't go." Qiu Hao huddled under the altar, obviously very scared.
"If the young master is unwilling, then I will personally invite the young master to go back."
Wang Qing looked at the two people standing next to him, "I hope you won't interfere."
This sentence does not seem to be spoken to two people, but to one person.
"No, have I seen you somewhere before?"
He Yidao stared at the man in front of him, feeling somewhat familiar.