Late autumn is bleak, the air is solemn and condensed, and the dew turns to frost.
With dry grass and white frost beneath their feet, Zhang Wenfeng and Lezi, who had wild hair, walked in the woods beside the stream, picking and choosing, telling the legend of Yang Shuilan, who transformed from an ordinary woman to the goddess of water overnight. The story is not long and full of twists and turns.
The morning sun shone slantly on the three of them through the woods, making their shadows grow long.
Lezi and the old cripple were dumbfounded and had complicated expressions on their faces. If it were another person, they would definitely not believe it, but they were half-convinced by the strange talk of the visitor.
"She...is Yaxihe...the reincarnation of the Water Goddess..."
Lezi stuttered a little when he was nervous. After a while, he regained his composure and said, "Can I still see her? I want to ask her, ask her something, and get some closure."
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while and said: "You can try it by going to the bank of the Yaxi River. Later in the night, when people are quiet, burn three sticks of incense and recite her name. It is best to go within the next two days, and then
For a few days, she has been living in this worldly world, and it will be difficult to come back after leaving."
"Isn't she the Goddess of Water in the West River? Where else can she go?"
"She is the reincarnation of the Water God of the previous dynasty. Now that she has awakened, it will be difficult for her to stay in the Da'an Dynasty for a long time."
Zhang Wenfeng explained that he guessed that after Yang Shuilan had a conversation with him, she would be willing to show up and have some fun. If the engagement in this life is not terminated, the end of it will be left to some extent.
The old lame man was a little worried and asked: "Brother Feng, can I trouble you to run with me?"
"You guys hire a carriage and go to Xihezhou Town this afternoon."
"Brother Feng, please bother me."
After receiving such an accurate belief and hearing that Yang Shuilan was the reincarnation of the Water Goddess, the old lame man and Lezi did not feel the sorrow and anger of yesterday, but instead felt a strange sense of relief and a little bit of curiosity.
The sun rises and the water vapor disappears.
Zhang Wenfeng, second senior brother and Yue Anyan led ten Huaqi Realm apprentices to the fields to harvest the mature spiritual rice without letting other apprentices interfere. Donkeys and mountain badgers flew up with loads of spiritual rice and sent it to the yard in the backyard of the mountain top. Hu Qiang'er
She and two green weaver girls are responsible for drying.
The old lame man, Lezi, and Wei Xingde bundled all the straw in the field, while the two women and the two apprentices who helped cook were cooking in the kitchen, each performing their duties, and they were busy in full swing.
At the end of the afternoon, I heard the apprentice on duty come to report that a guest had come to visit.
Zhang Wenfeng simply washed his feet and put on his cloth shoes, straightened his robe and hair, walked from the field to the mountain gate archway, greeted Chen Qingqiao, who was a guest, and went up the mountain to serve tea and chat. After lunch, the old man and his son took leave and went to the town.
Get on the carriage and head to Xihezhou Town.
Chen Qingqiao saw that Zhang Guanzhu, who was already in a state of freedom, was still harvesting the crops by himself in the fields. His trouser legs and cuffs were stained with fresh mud. He was still as close and easy-going to him as ever. The smile on his face did not change, and he was filled with emotion.
He didn't want to be disturbed for too long, so he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and said:
"I went out a few days ago and came across an opportunity. I gained a little bit and found an item that I could barely get my hands on. It just serves as a gift for your promotion, Guanzhu Zhang. Please accept it, Guanzhu Zhang."
He and Guanzhu Zhang were close friends, and he had no idea before he came here. He was worried that as Zhang Guanzhu's status increased, the relationship would become unfamiliar and there would be an invisible barrier between him and him. He specially prepared two different gifts, and gave different gifts for different treatment.
the gift.
"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"
If he was trying to flatter someone with a hot face but a cold butt, he didn't want to spend so much money that his body would hurt.
But Zhang Guanzhu treated him as always, so he took out the most precious gift.
Zhang Wenfeng took the wooden box and said with a smile: "What a good thing? You can keep it for yourself. Giving it to me is just the icing on the cake..." Opening the wooden box and looking at the black soil in the box, Zhang Wenfeng closed the lid with a "pop" sound.
Without mentioning the icing on the cake, he directly put away the box and said: "Guanzhu Chen, you have a great chance this time. If you can get a piece of land and soil, then I will accept it without mercy and beat you, a rich man, in the autumn wind."
This kind of treasure is hard to come by and is just right for his use.
The small piece of divine clay he had on hand, even if he used it sparingly, there wouldn't be much left.
Chen Qingqiao was happy to see his friends and know the goods, so he smiled and told about the opportunities he encountered when he went out. He made many friends in the county and had a wide network of contacts. When he went to Shizhu County to perform a mission, he accidentally rescued a landlady who had just woken up.
With his sharp tongue, he was able to recruit the old antique who was looking for life and death, and he also received many treasures as gifts from the landlady.
The divine clay was the most special item, so he gave most of it to Guanzhu Zhang.
Zhang Wenfeng asked Chen Qingqiao to sit down for a while. He went out for a trip. Not long after, he came in carrying a small cloth bag and three saplings. He said with a smile: "Don't think that I don't want to fall out of favor with you. There is a spirit in the bag."
Rice and spiritual jade millet seeds, the two saplings are the cultivated spiritual peach and spiritual plum, and the remaining one is a spiritual tea tree. Just say no, and I will put it back immediately."
He has used wood gas to keep the saplings alive, and transplanting them in autumn will not be a problem.
Chen Qingqiao hurriedly grabbed it and said: "How can there be any reason to put back the things you gave away? I have accepted them all, the more the merrier. Anyway, the gifts have been delivered today, and I am just waiting for you to come and have a drink at your promotion banquet."
"The specific date has not been determined yet, but it will probably be before the year before. I will send you an invitation then."
The two chatted for a while, then Chen Qingqiao took his things and stood up to say goodbye.
After seeing off Chen Guanzhu, he returned to the fields and picked up the sickle to continue his work. He liked the joy of harvest and the contentment.
The wood energy in the rice fields is slightly different in each season, either lively and light, or full of vitality, or mature and steady.
Wherever you pay attention, you will learn, and wherever you apply your heart, you will practice.
After the evening class was over, Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey flew in the air and quietly came to Xihezhou Town to find the carriage parked on the river embankment and the old cripple and his son. The rest of the matter was very simple. Half an hour later, they had fun lighting incense and chanting the name of God.
As expected, I saw Yang Shuilan in the river, whose shape changed drastically as cold as ice.
The once thin and mute girl has now become a water goddess who does not eat the fireworks of the world. She looks majestic and unapproachable. Her words are even more inhumane, and she has completely cut off any thoughts of fun.
How could the words that Lezi originally wanted to question come out of his mouth?
He and Yang Shuilan became attached to each other over half a whole-grain pancake, but now their identities were completely different and their relationship ended. They forgot each other in the world, and stumbled around in sadness. It was obvious that the old lame man who had seen the world was deeply depressed.
In the end, the old lame man broke off the engagement himself, and from then on they went their separate ways without any debt to each other.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't show up. He knew that he couldn't hide it from Yang Shuilan's investigation. To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be tied. It would be great to solve it peacefully without involving each other. The cause and effect of the Water Goddess is not something that ordinary people can bear, otherwise everything will end little by little.
It's a catastrophe.
After breakfast on the second day, the three of them were chatting over tea in the tea room. The old cripple accompanied Lezi and knocked on the door and walked in.
Lezi's attitude is very determined. He wants to learn Taoism, break the vow he made back then, and take the hard way of "entering Taoism through martial arts".
"I sincerely ask the master to accept it. You must work hard and concentrate on martial arts!"
No matter how hard it is, can it be worse than being hungry in a boat?
He was suffocating in his heart. A man was born in heaven and earth, and his head can be broken and his blood can bleed. How could he let a woman who became a god look down on him?