After about half a pillar of incense, the three of them went to the outside of Ning Village, when night had come, the village was extremely quiet, the three of them put away their swords and fell to the ground, and the young man in white said: "Let's not go in." ”

After a while, the girl in the yellow shirt seemed to come back to her senses and nodded: "Yes." Xiang Yichen smiled again: "Little brother, go back, remember not to run over there in the future." ”

"En......" Yichen looked at the three of them and nodded, said thank you, and ran to the village.

Looking at the figure of the young man gradually disappearing into the night, the young man in white walked up to the girl in yellow shirt, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior sister, I just saw that you have been in a ghost, what's wrong?"

The yellow-shirted girl frowned slightly, looking at the young man's distant back, as if she was contemplating something, and said for a long time: "If I say that just a moment ago, I felt a trace of immortal energy in his body, do you believe it?"

"Believe in it, believe it, whatever the junior sister says is what it is. ”

The purple-clothed young man walked up, shook his head and smiled, completely treating her as a madman, although a cultivator can condense the immortal yuan, but it will take at least a few hundred years of Taoism to do it, and a teenager in the village can condense the immortal yuan, so what else does he need to do in the Xuanqing Sect? Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to say it.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so let's go. ”

The girl didn't say anything more, twisted her fingers and sealed, and immediately turned into a sword light and went to Xuanqing Mountain, she couldn't figure it out, could it be that she had cultivated so much that she had gone crazy and hallucinated?

......

The small village was particularly quiet at night, and when he came to a stream at the entrance of the village, he saw that the water waves were full of moonlight, flashing and flashing, washing away the mud on his face, and then went to the village.

When I came to the outside of the courtyard, I saw that the candles in the house were flickering and extinguished, and a figure was reflected in the paper window.

The dishes on the table had been heated twice, Yichen walked over slowly, and when he saw that A-Niang didn't speak coldly, he didn't dare to move his chopsticks, and the room was silent.

Twelve years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the Wuniang of the year is in its prime, and now there are a few more strands of gray hair between the sideburns, and after a long time, I saw her raise her head and move her lips: "I'm fighting with someone again." ”

Yichen saw that she finally spoke, so he sat down with a smile, scratched his head, picked up chopsticks, and said vaguely while putting vegetables in his mouth: "No, I accidentally fell into the ditch while chasing wild boars." ”

"Eat. ”

Wu Niang didn't say anything more, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and after a long while, she put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the town to deliver some work, you get up early and send a piece of cloth to Second Uncle Shen of Nancun." ”

"Oh. ”

Yichen muttered, and after a while, he felt strange again, and asked, "It's so decent, and you don't do anything, what are you doing when you suddenly send something?"

Wu Niang glanced at him and said, "Xiaojing is the same age as you, I don't want to talk about it, in another three or two years, will you be a relative?"

"Poof!" Yichen almost squirted out a mouthful of rice, and said, "Auntie, I'm still a child, isn't it too early?"

Wu Niang glanced at him: "It's still early, how many years older is Erniu next door than you? Everyone is now married, what about you? All day long, you either run up and down the mountain, or fight with people, and if you go on like this, which girl will be able to see you in the future?" At the end of the words, she sighed again: "When I go back, I will take out my savings over the years and settle a house in the city, so that you can marry someone in a beautiful manner." ”

Yichen looked at the flickering candle flame on the table, stopped talking, and thought of the young lady next door who was a year older than himself and sometimes quite fierce, for some reason, he shivered inexplicably, and finally shook his head: "I won't go." ”

"Why don't you go!"

Wu Niang seemed to be angry, put the chopsticks on the bowl heavily, made a clear sound of "pop", Yichen also tilted her head, and said stubbornly: "If you don't go, you don't go, I don't get married." ”

"Then what do you want to do?" Wu Niang looked at him with raised eyebrows, held back for a long time, and finally held back four words: "I want to cultivate immortals!"

The room fell silent for a while, and after a long time, an inaudible sigh sounded, and the candle flame shone on the white hair of Wu Niang's sideburns, as if there were more: "Good and dignified, what kind of immortal is cultivated." ”

"Fight!" Yichen said excitedly: "When I learn the spell of Xuanqingmen, I will beat that Zhao Wangsun all over the ground to find teeth, and I can't get up!"

"You ......" Wu Niang gritted her teeth angrily, and knocked him on the forehead with the big end of chopsticks: "Eat!"

"Ouch. Yichen rubbed his forehead, grinned, and then picked up the bowl to eat again, and after the meal, he put the dishes and chopsticks on the table: "Auntie, I'll go back to the house and sleep." ”

"Yes. ”

Wu Niang nodded slightly, looked at his back out of the house, sighed lightly for a long time, and recalled in her mind that night twelve years ago, Admiral Yao Guangzun sent him and named him Yichen, hoping that he would spend his life in this mortal world in peace.

To this day, Xiao Yichen's life experience, she has not mentioned it to anyone, and she will not mention it to anyone, twelve years are fleeting, probably Yaoguang Fairy has long forgotten it, alas......

......

On this night, the moonlight shone brightly, enveloping the entire Ning Village, which was exceptionally peaceful.

The young man was full of sorrow, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, sometimes thinking of the gloomy and terrifying back mountain in his mind, and sometimes thinking of stepping on the flying sword, crisscrossing the world, what a pleasure it was, the thoughts in his heart became stronger and stronger, he didn't want to spend his life in this mortal world like this, he didn't want his mother to work hard all his life, and he had to be oppressed by the Zhao family.

Get up and get out of bed, come to the window, it is midsummer, the moon is thousands of miles in the sky, the Beidou is hanging high, the young man is sitting on the windowsill with both hands, looking at the seven most shining stars in the sky.

That's the Big Dipper, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianquan, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianji, and Yaoguang.

Coincidentally, Xuanqing Mountain has seven highest peaks, which are actually the creation of heaven and earth, natural, arranged in the direction of the Big Dipper, and are surrounded by immortal qi all year round, but the immortal mountain, how can mortals climb it.

The young man sighed, he didn't know why he sighed, now he is no longer an ignorant child, even from the mouth of the village neighbors, he also knows that he is not A-Niang's biological child, but about his life experience, why A-Niang never said a word.

The night passed, and the next day, Yichen was awakened by a nightmare again, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and even the sheets and bedding were soaked, but every time he woke up, he couldn't remember what the nightmare that had haunted him for three years was, and he only vaguely remembered that the blood in the dream was like a river, his eyes were red, and his hands were covered with blood......

"It's this dream again......"

Yichen rubbed his forehead, got up and got out of bed, looked out the window, only to feel that the light was a little dazzling, the shadows of the trees in the yard were slightly oblique, and the cicadas were "squeaking" and screaming.

When I went to the guest house outside, there were a few white steamed buns on the table that had already been cool, and I didn't bother to take them to the kitchen to heat them, I swallowed a few mouthfuls of water indiscriminately, and saw the cloth on the case, thinking of the "young lady" in Uncle Shen's house, he wouldn't go, but why didn't A-Niang come back at this time, and went to the town to deliver work, it is said that he should come back at this time.

At this moment, a young girl's voice suddenly came from outside the yard: "Brother Yichen! Brother Yichen!

"Erya?"

Yichen got up and went outside the house, only to see a teenage girl with a ponytail running in panting, frowning and saying, "Erya, what's wrong?"

The girl choked angrily, swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, and then pointed to the direction of Guling Town, more than ten miles away, and hurriedly said: "Wu Niang and Sister Shen Jing are being bullied in the town!"

"What did you say!"

Yichen's face was slightly startled, and he secretly pondered, no wonder A-Niang didn't come back after noon today, and asked, "Who is it?"

"It seems to be...... It's someone from the Zhao family!"

"Zhao Wangsun...... Bastard!"

Yichen's face was pale, he looked left and right, saw a sharp firewood knife under the corner of the wall, picked it up and hid it in his trouser pocket, and ran out of the courtyard.

Later, when the second girl saw him take the knife away, her little face turned pale with fright, and she shouted in a panic: "Brother Yichen, wait...... I, I haven't finished my sentence yet! They, there are so many of them......" But before the words fell, the boy had already run away.

A dust rushed, and soon came to the town, only to see that the mouth of the west town was surrounded by a flood, mostly to see the excitement, but there was no one from the county office.

"Get out of the way!"

Yichen tried to squeeze into the crowd, only to see that in the center of the crowd, A-Niang fell to the ground, and the clothes that were originally going to be sent to several tailor shops were scattered all over the ground, these were all woven by her hard work day and night for a month, one piece could be exchanged for dozens of copper coins, but now it was trampled on by those evil servants of the Zhao family.

And beside Wu Niang, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in blue clothes supporting her, the girl's hair was like ink, her apricot eyes were round, and she stared at Zhao Wangsun and a group of evil servants not far away: "Zhao Wangsun!

Zhao Wangsun smiled coldly: "Wang Fa, in this town within a radius of 100 miles, the young master is Wang Fa!" At this point, he squinted his eyes and looked at the girl, and said with a sad smile: "Shen Jing, you still don't care about this idle matter, it is better to follow the young master, and you ......will soar in the future."

The girl is Shen Jing, the daughter of Second Uncle Shen, although she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she is already slim and elegant, and she is born with a jade exquisiteness.

Zhao Wangsun smiled coldly and glanced at a family member beside him, who immediately went over and pulled Shen Jing to the other side, Shen Jing was startled, and shouted in his mouth: "Let go of me!"

"Shen Jing ......"

Yichen squeezed in and happened to see this scene, Zhao Wangsun's eyes were sharp, he saw him in the crowd, and laughed coldly: "Xiao Yichen, you are not dead." ”

It turned out that the more Zhao Wangsun thought about it after he went back last night, the more uneasy he became, although he said that he could survive a lawsuit with a few dozen taels of silver, but if his father knew about it, he would inevitably be scolded. So during the day, he asked people to secretly go to Ningcun to inquire, and found that Xiao Yichen was not dead, and he was angry while being stable, and he had to avenge the fall yesterday, and Zhao Yuanwai happened to be in Qingzhou City in the past two days, so he was even more lawless.