Fenghua Valley, located in a secluded place, is in the middle of summer, verdant far and near, and the scenery is picturesque.

On the east side of the valley, there is a courtyard surrounded by bamboo forests, the ancestral hall of the Qi family.

Two or three miles to the west, on the hillside, there are dozens of families, which is Qijia Village.

In the afternoon, the weather was a little hot, there was not a single wind, and the quiet valley seemed to be drowsy.

"Squeak-"

At this moment, the originally quiet ancestral hall suddenly opened the door, and someone rushed out with a child, shouting noisily: "Little thing, don't listen to the lecture, you dare to make trouble, and serve ......."

Mr. Yi called himself a young scholar in his early twenties, with his hair tied in a bun, dressed in a green cloth gown, thin cheeks, sword eyebrows and sideburns, a straight nose, two eyes, and a fair complexion. The child was six or seven years old, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, with three pigtails in the sky, and his ears were twisted, and he refused to give in, grinning and shouting: "Oh, if Mr. dares to beat someone, I will go back to my grandfather to complain......"

In the blink of an eye, four or five more children ran out of the gate, smiling and grinning, full of naughtiness and mischievousness.

The scholar's right hand really held a ring ruler, raised it high, and said angrily: "Sue and sue! Can't clean up your little thing, Mr. Ben rolls up and rolls out...... "As soon as he grabbed the child's little hand, he was about to punish him, who expected the little guy to be very clever, and he actually raised his arm. Then, a red light burst out.

It was a small snake with a foot length and a blazing flame all over its body, and it was sudden and amazing!

The scholar was startled, hurriedly dodged, and in a hurry, even the ring ruler was thrown out.

The child stretched out his hand and blew a whistle, and the little snake spun sharply out of thin air, like a firelight, and fell into his sleeve and disappeared! He smiled proudly, turned and ran away. The remaining children skipped school with giggling, leaving only the embarrassed scholars rubbing their hands together, their faces full of helplessness.

There was a laugh: "Hehe! Shanliwa, who is not afraid of the sky, actually uses the red flame snake as a plaything......

The scholar was depressed, and rolled his eyes: "Qi Sanren, don't gloat!"

In front of the ancestral hall, there was an additional man, half a hundred years old, with gray hair, a clear appearance, and a shabby robe. Xu was old, or he broke his leg and foot, he shook his head with a cane, and said with disdain: "As a teacher, you should teach according to your aptitude and be kind to you! With all due respect, why should you embarrass yourself!"

The scholar was exposed, and hurriedly defended: "It's not easy for this son to eat together, and they ...... each other"

The old man's surname is Qi, his name is ominous, he calls himself a scattered person, it is said that he is a Taoist priest who travels to the party, because he is good at medicine and divination, and relies on the same surname as the villagers of Qijia Village, and ends up on an errand to guard the ancestral hall. The scholar also wandered here and had nowhere to go, so he was left by Qijia Village to be a teacher, and had to deal with a few naughty children all day. These two people are in a similar situation and should be sympathetic to each other, but since they met, they dislike each other.

However, halfway through the words, the figure in front of the door was gone.

The scholar snorted, turned around and picked up the ring ruler, and looked back at it stupidly, before he staggered into the door of the ancestral hall.

The temporary noise faded away, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

A large room facing the gate of the courtyard is the main hall of the ancestral hall, in which several desks are placed, which doubles as a village school. The two wings and a stove room on the east side are the places where scholars and Qi Sanren eat and sleep. Next to the stove room, there are ancient trees to shade, and among the swaying branches and leaves, bursts of cicadas are singing and making noise. In the corner of the courtyard, there are clusters of brightly colored flowers and plants. Secluded and tranquil, and fun in the sultry season.

There is also a small courtyard behind the ancestral hall, and there is a corner gate leading to the hillside outside the courtyard.

The scholar walked through the stove room and saw that Qi Sanren was already busy with dinner. He tilted his head and looked at it, secretly slandering himself.

All day long, it was either wild vegetable soup or wild vegetable cakes, which was so shabby that it was really miserable. How can Mr. Xuetang's commission be meager, even if he is dissatisfied, he can only endure it. The only thing to be thankful for is that partnering with Qi Sanren and opening his mouth every day for dinner saves his own hands.

The scholar wanted to complain a few words, but suddenly felt that there were raindrops falling. The mountains are cloudy and sunny, and it is the rainy season. He crossed the door of Qi Sanren's room and went straight back to his room.

The furnishings in the house are simple, nothing more than wooden couches, tables and chairs. On one side of the wall, hung a short sword with a sheath, more than a foot long, but rusty, looking shabby and inconspicuous.

The scholar walked into the room and collapsed directly on the couch. His eyes inadvertently swept over the short sword, and he suddenly felt a little disturbed, so he simply closed his eyes and silently thought about his thoughts......

Unknowingly, he has been wandering outside for more than two years. The spirit of the past has long been extinguished. When I came to Fenghua Valley, there was finally not much left of the entanglement on my body. Now I have to pretend to be a scholar and live together. I don't know what time it will be or what year it will be......

The rain is getting heavier and the sky is getting late.

A familiar shout came from outside the door: "Mr. Wu, it's time to eat......"

The scholar didn't agree, got up lazily, walked through the eaves, and stepped into the house of Qi Sanren next door, where dishes and chopsticks were already placed on a small table, as well as a pot of soup and four vegetable cakes. He sat down on the stool with his back to the door, reached out and took a bite of the cake, then raised a bitter face and chewed listlessly.

Qi Sanren sat opposite, picked up a spoon and filled two bowls of soup, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you open your mouth for such a meal, you should be content, don't think that I should serve you in the old way, and I am not afraid to lose ......my life when I am young."

The scholar didn't think much about it, took the soup bowl and drank it all, then turned around and left with half a cake. When the person arrived at the door, he felt the bitter taste in his mouth, and couldn't help complaining: "My son is not sick or sick, so it is not rare for your decoction ......"

Only Qi Sanren was left in the room, and under the dim light, he seemed a little lonely, that is, his cloudy eyes were listless, but he slowly stroked his beard, and said to himself lightly: "This is a nine-leaf clover, rehmannia root, Dizhi, Shou Wu, Lingshen, plus sweet berries and other boiled products, which have the effect of aphrodisiac fitness! No blame, no sir, I can only blame you for the naked eye, I don't know the wonderful use......

No blame is the scholar's surname.

The scholar returned to the house, closed the door with his hands, did not light the lamp, swallowed the vegetable cake in a few bites, then kicked off his shoes and got on the wooden couch, and lay down on his back facing the sky.

In the more than two months since I arrived in Qijia Village, although it is difficult to live, I can still eat and sleep. At least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and be content! However, every time after a meal, I feel that my whole body is hot, and ......

He reached down and touched it, and as expected, it was hard again. Alas, such a miserable and rainy day does not stop, and it is also tormenting!

After a burst of cranky thoughts, the scholar gradually fell into a dream......

Vaguely, it seems that he is still playing with friends on the outskirts of the national capital.

It was just the right day. I saw that Xiling was blue and blue, the willow bank was silky, the carriages and horses were like weaving, and the spring breeze was slightly drunk. Suddenly, a rider rushed along the embankment, and before he got close, he had "plopped" and fell to the ground, and it was a family member covered in blood, and threw a short sword before he died, and shouted hoarsely: "The master is in trouble, the son is fleeing ......for his life."

It was another dark night, and hordes of soldiers and horses followed. The scholar fled in despair, but unexpectedly came to a cliff. At the same time, several figures rushed forward. And in the distance, someone chased after him in the air, and the flashing sword light was particularly dazzling in the night. He "banged" the punch and knocked over the approaching soldier, raised and kicked the spear that flew away, raised his head and spat into the sky, his tragic expression was full of unwillingness and helplessness, and then jumped off the cliff......

The scholar, or no blame, woke up suddenly, was stunned for a long time, sighed quietly, slowly turned over, and was about to fall back to sleep.

At this moment, there was a "bang, bang" sound, like thunder in the sky, sometimes far away, sometimes close to the front......

Wu Yi didn't care, and reached out to cover his ears. But in an instant, he was shocked again.

The more urgent movement was not thunder, but the sound of knocking on the door of the ancestral hall.

Faintly, someone seemed to be calling......

In the middle of the night, what the hell is going on?

You must know that Fenghua Valley is located in a remote area, and it is rare for outsiders to come here, and the ancestral hall lives alone outside the village, which has always been quiet. It's raining late tonight, who is coming to disturb us? It can't be really a mountain monster or a ghost......

"Bang, bang—"

Blameless was still stunned, and the knocking on the knocker became more and more urgent. He was completely sleepy, lifted his feet to the bed, and in a panic lit the oil lamp, not forgetting to raise his eyes and glance at it.

There was a glass hourglass on the table, and it was midnight.

Wu Yi walked out with the oil lamp, and before he could move, he turned around and took off the short sword on the wall, and his courage was a little stronger, and then he opened the door and left the house.

A gust of wind and rain came, and the lights flickered and went out.

Wave your sleeves to cover the wind without blame, and move forward carefully.

The knock on the door was clearer, and sure enough, there was a delicate voice shouting: "But someone is ......"

The one who called the door turned out to be a woman?

Wu Yi listened to it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. happened to pass by the door next door, he whispered: "Qi Sanren ......" Qi Sanren's house is next to the stove room, the closest to the courtyard door, he should have noticed it a long time ago, but there was no movement. Could it be that others have old ears and haven't heard the sound of the door?

The door opened on its own, revealing a human face in the dim light. At first glance, it looks like a ghost!

"Dead old man, you are scared of me......"

Blameless was caught off guard, he was really startled, he didn't have time to complain, and urged repeatedly: "Let's take a look, someone called the door......

Qi Sanren was unmoved, he stood by himself, stretched out his fingers and pinched them, and said unhurriedly: "When it is a child, a rainy night, the hexagram is like a water rush, which is a sign of great evil!"

The innocent student was pushed, and the door of the house was already "creaking" shut, even if he reached out to push it, he didn't move. He was surprised, and he was puzzled: "What is the omen of great evil......

Xu Shi noticed the light in the courtyard, and the call outside the courtyard started again: "Good Samaritan, open the door! Let my sister rest for a while, she will be rewarded!"

Hey, it's still a pair of sisters, or they missed the stay in a hurry, so they have nowhere to stay, if they don't accept it, how can people bear it!

And the thought just came to mind, and the wind and rain were rushing in all directions. The oil lamp went out suddenly, and the courtyard was suddenly dark.

Blameless was trembling again, and his heart hesitated.

"Oh, sister......"

"Ahem...... Sister, since the master is closed, don't embarrass others anymore......"

An exclamation arose, followed by more weak and helpless words from outside the courtyard gate. In a trance, a pair of poor sisters have reached a desperate end! This is really the end of the world with nowhere to return, and the cold rain adds to the sadness. And when you go out, who doesn't have a time when you are in trouble!

The scholar didn't think much about it, ran to the courtyard gate in the rain, and responded: "Wait a minute, the two girls are ......."