Penglai Island, rainy season.

Whether it is the four seasons or light rain, or heavy rain, or violent storms, it comes once in a while, which is very poetic and picturesque of the south of the Yangtze River.

The picturesque sky is like a child's face, saying that change will change, at the beginning it was a light rain, and slowly the heavy rain was coming, Jing Yao's sleeves fluttered without any water avoidance, stepping on the autumn rain and light dust strolling.

This rain washed away the anxiety in Jing Yao's heart, the yellow springs were all leveled, what kind of storm can a stinky old man set off?

Isn't it unheard of a powerful monk who has never encountered it, and isn't it possible to be lucky in trouble every time? The path of cultivation is originally to go against the sky, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, and there will be no smooth sailing, but there will be many bitterness and bitterness.

Don't you hear that Gorky said something to make the storm more violent...... Everyone struggles to transform in adversity again and again, and the occasional confusion will eventually be dispelled by the bright glow.

Jing Yao relaxed her body and mind, humming a lyrical tune that was beyond the times, and came to the other world like a dream, just as she was humming a song to herself, a hoarse voice came from the cave not far away: "Child, the autumn rain hurts your body, let's come in and take shelter from the rain." ”

With that, the man poked his head out.

It was an old face full of carved traces of time, deep wrinkles and cloudy eyes were the devastation left by time.

Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, is there still a mortal living on Yingzhou Island? The old man looked at Jing Yao standing still, and thought that the young man was shy, and waved his hand with a smile, and the enthusiastic old woman had a thick smile on her face.

Jing Yao smiled sweetly, answered, and ran over with her skirt, the cave was a little damp, and a bonfire was burning in the center, counting the old man and two seven or eight-year-old children, looking curiously with a pair of ignorant eyes.

Jing Yao was even more confused, it wasn't that she was boasting, there were really not many people who didn't know her now.

Since they live on Yingzhou Island, they should know themselves even more, look carefully, the old people and children in front of them seem to be familiar, and after a little thought, they immediately understand where the familiarity comes from.

When she went to rescue Huang Xiufeng, the secular world was full of mourning, dry bones and corpses were all over the mountains, during which she saved some dying mortals, opened up a time and space channel to send people into Penglai, the old man and the child were also among them, she remembered that the old man's legs were folded, and the child was also disemboweled, and at this time it was intact, since it was rescued by Brother Penglai, but the memory seemed to be erased.

The old man smiled and motioned for Jing Yao to sit close to the bonfire, so that he could dry it faster, and said instructively: "Young people are in good health, and they have to take care of themselves, the autumn rain here is very cold, but you have to be careful not to catch a cold." ”

"Got it. Jing Yao responded obediently.

"Don't blame my old lady for being verbose, my little granddaughter is a few years younger than you, and she likes to jump around on rainy days, and she hasn't been lying in bed for two days, and her high fever hasn't gone away. ”

Jing Yao nodded with a smile, there are always too many words of concern.

"By the way, which village are you from?" the old man added a handful of dry firewood, and the bonfire was a little stronger.

Is there a village on Yingzhou Island? Which village is Penglai Village?

The old man continued: "Seeing that you are not young, do you have a good mother-in-law......?

Jing Yao couldn't cry or laugh, how could anyone talk about matchmaking when they met, Jing Yao, who couldn't bear it, said vaguely: "Uh-huh...... There were just signs of it a few days ago...... That grandma, shall we change the subject?"

The old man smiled and said, "The little girl is shy......"

Jing Yao laughed dryly, and said in her heart Don't look at me with a tender face, I may be dozens of years older than your old man...... Well, what is shyness?

The old man was even more convinced of his thoughts: "Child, people don't have many years to live in this life, and the most important thing is to live open-mindedly...... Alas, I heard that the world outside the village is at war, and we have immortals to protect and live quite peacefully, this is the blessing accumulated by the ancestors to accumulate virtue and do good, and give birth to a child as soon as possible so that those immortals can see if there is a fairy fate, and it is good to contribute. ”

The immortal in the old man's mouth is the monk of Penglai Island, but giving birth to a child is not something that can be done by one person, she had to smile back with an embarrassed smile again, let's not talk about the child, even if Jing Yao wants to find a Taoist couple, I am afraid that no one in this great immortal cultivation world will dare to marry her, oh, Su Tianshang may have an idea, but that will not be able to give birth to a child.

"I still have to start a business. ”

Family...... Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, and the unfamiliar words were familiar again, but did he have a home in his previous life?

The old man's weather-beaten eyes understood something, patted Jing Yao gently, and changed the topic without a trace: "When I went out, I brought some homemade goat milk wine, my own lamb, and cooked rice goat milk wine brewed from my own field, and the children can also drink it, come and have some?"

Saying that, he handed over the wine bag, Jing Yao smiled and took the wine bag, the wine was fragrant, and it melted in the throat, there was no spicy throat burning brewed by the monk, but there was a deep affection for the wanderer returning home.

Jing Yao doesn't like to drink, and every time she drinks it is to commemorate Mingzun, the peerless Tianjiao who walked around the dock in a worker's uniform to find himself, and the wine she drinks now evokes homesickness.

The obscene old nun who fooled her Buddha seal, the head teacher who hated her, and the expressionless orphanage worker, not so good memories filled Jing Yao's entire mind.

Looking at Jing Yao, who was silent, the children had already regarded her as a boring little aunt, and they made up a mess to play around on their own.

The pebbles in the cave became a toy for their laughter, such a familiar game made Jing Yao stunned again, the clean laughter isolated the rainstorm from the outside world, and also blew away Jing Yao's rising nostalgia, and the corners of her mouth were also dyed with a kind smile.

The old man said happily: "The child's laughter is always full of innocence, clean like the sea water on the edge, forever happy, for example, I said that I dreamed that I was flying, and the adults would laugh at you for thinking about the fairy and the devil, and the child would say with envy, 'You are so lucky, I also want to fly'......"

Jing Yao smiled, the curvature of the corners of her mouth became wider and wider, and different opinions represented two moods, so why not choose the view of physical and mental pleasure?

There are two sides to everything, and staring at the bad side will only make you feel worse...... Smiling and smiling, Jing Yao suddenly realized how long had it been since she had laughed like this? Ten years, a hundred years?

After eighty nightmarish years, Jing Yao almost forgot how to laugh......

The old man took out a sleek stone from his bag, the stone has a naturally formed cavity, this kind of musical instrument Jing Yao also knows, in the previous life called it Xun, the sound quality is simple and simple as the sound of nature, and the famous song "Lamentation", "Ghost" and "Long Gate Resentment" played by Xun is ......