Zhao Xi heard Xiao Hai's words, touched Xiao Hai's words and said,

"My sister is not pretty, there are so many beautiful girls in this world?"

When he said this, Zhao Xi's mind appeared with the appearance of Jun Lan and Blood Spirit and others.

The coldness of the blood spirit, the liveliness of Jun Lan, the innocence of Ah Zi and the innocence of Xiaoxi are all beautiful in Zhao Xi's eyes, if Zhao Xi really wants them to give them a ranking, Zhao Xi really doesn't know how to rank.

Of course, Zhao Xi would not tell these things to the little boy in front of him who looked a little naïve, because he had never seen them at all, so naturally he would not know how moving they were.

"How is that possible?"

Xiao Hai's eyes were a little more incredulous when he spoke,

"I haven't seen a girl prettier than you in the village. ”

Hearing Xiao Hai's words, Zhao Xi couldn't help but be dumbfounded, she suddenly remembered that for the little boy in front of her, the village in front of her was a world.

This made Zhao Xi feel a little sad, sad that a person would be constrained by his own environment and not see the wider sky outside.

"Xiaohai, don't mess around. ”

The old man glanced at Zhao Xi and smiled,

"The child's parents are not there, and the whole person is a little bit big and small, I hope the girl doesn't blame him. ”

Zhao Xi heard the old man's words, shook his head and said,

"You're too worried, Xiaohai is fine. ”

"Grandpa, I'm not messing around, except for Ruoshen, there hasn't been such a touching woman as my sister in our village?"

Hearing the word Ruoshen, Zhao Xi's heart couldn't help but tremble.

But before Zhao Xi could react, the old man slapped Xiaohai,

"If God is gone, you can't talk about her anymore. ”

"Grandpa, didn't you hear that mysterious voice in the air just now?"

A little spiritual light flashed in Zhao Xi's hand to gradually heal Xiao Hai's injury, and comforted,

"Be strong. ”

"What sound?"

Hearing Zhao Xi's words, the old man's face was a little more confused, but more indifferent.

Perhaps, for the old man, if God is no longer important, he no longer wants to know so much.

Zhao Xi didn't answer the old man's question, but the confusion in his heart was a little more,

"Nothing. ”

Before they knew it, they came to the old man's house, which was not big, perhaps because the two lived alone.

There were not many furnishings in the room, only two wooden beds and two thin quilts, and even the stone table for eating was pitted and I don't know how long it had been used.

Although the furnishings in the house were unusually old, Zhao Xi found that there was a small open space in the house that was unusually clean.

This is a stark contrast to the rest of the room, and it looks a little weird.

But Zhao Xi didn't ask, just sat quietly, she understood that since the old man asked her to stay overnight, she would definitely arrange everything.

What's more, Zhao Xi could see that this village was full of mortals, and no one could threaten her safety, and this was the real reason why Zhao Xi dared to agree to the old man's stay.

"Girl, I can't get anything good, I hope the girl doesn't mind. ”

The old man only took out two yellow-flour steamed buns, which were not fresh, but they should still be edible.

Zhao Xi, as a monk of the Divine Transformation Realm, is absolutely nothing if he doesn't eat or drink for a night.

But looking at the pitch-black walls around him, Zhao Xi suddenly found that he wanted to eat the yellow-flour steamed buns handed to him by the old man and feel their lives.

"You're welcome. ”

Zhao Xi took the steamed bun handed to him by the old man, smiled and took a bite of the steamed bun, although it was only a light bite, but Zhao Xi almost spit out the steamed bun in his mouth.

The Zhao family is definitely a relatively powerful family in the entire Qinglong Domain, and Zhao Xi, as the little princess of the Zhao family, naturally rarely suffers, as for the steamed buns she ate just now.

In his own home, Zhao Xi couldn't use it even if he fed the dogs, but when he ate it, Zhao Xi realized that the life of ordinary people was so bitter.

Although Zhao Xi had better suppress the discomfort in his mouth and eat the steamed buns, the old man still saw Zhao Xi's slightly ugly face.

And he was helpless about this, so he just sighed and took back the remaining other steamed buns.

"Girl, there are only two beds in the house, you sleep in the inner room, and Xiaohai and I sleep on one. ”

"Got it. ”

Midnight.

Xiao Hai and the old man had already fallen asleep, but Zhao Xi found that he couldn't sleep no matter what.

Thinking of Xiao Hai's praise for himself today, and thinking of the old man's strange expression when he talked about God, Zhao Xi whispered,

"Tomorrow, I'm going to find Xiaohai and ask about the news of Ruoshen. ”

I don't know when, Zhao Xi slept, and she didn't know that in this unknown space, Chen Xuan and Zhao Long were running around looking for her, but whether it was Zhao Long or Chen Xuan, the sky they encountered was blue, and there was no dark night that Zhao Xi encountered now.

At the same time, there were some water attribute cultivators like Zhao Xi, they also entered the night, but their experiences were different.

Some people participated in the battle with a demon beast, and at the moment they were seriously injured and forced to hide in the cave to heal, some people lost their cultivation and felt that they had become a general galloping across the field, galloping in the reckless grassland, and some people returned to their childhood and saw their parents trying their best to take care of themselves.

But no matter how their experiences change, they all have one thing in common, like God!

The monk who had slain the demon beast but was healed from his wounds in the cave was given the scroll of Wakajin, and the general who galloped across the field occupied a place called Wakasui, whose name was Wakami.

By the time Zhao Xi woke up, it was already dawn, and what Zhao Xi saw was a little smoke rising to the sky from the door of Xiaohai's house.

"Sister, you're awake. ”

Seeing Zhao Xi's sleepy-eyed look, Xiao Hai's face was a little more smiling.

Zhao Xi nodded, but his nose moved unconsciously,

"Meaty. ”

When these two words were spoken, Zhao Xi saw the goose meat being fried in the iron pot behind the child.

"Xiaohai, what's going on?"

Looking at the goose meat in the pot, Zhao Xi felt that something was wrong, and asked a little excitedly,

"Why did you kill the goose all of a sudden?"

"Grandpa said that you are not used to eating steamed buns, and asked me to stir-fry some good dishes for you to eat. ”

Although Zhao Xi probably guessed this answer, when he really knew this answer, Zhao Xi was still a little sad unconsciously.

"It's not necessary. ”

Zhao Xi's voice was very low, because she was worried that her words would be heard by the old man, which would make him feel even inferior.

In the past, Zhao Xi felt that those who came to Zhao's Mansion were too humble in front of her, so humble that it was difficult for Zhao Xi to have the slightest good impression.

But now Zhao Xi is indescribably moved, and this unconditional care makes Zhao Xi feel warm unconsciously.

"It's the only thing we can do our hands on. ”

I don't know if the old man heard Zhao Xi's words, but Zhao Xi could feel the sadness in the old man's tone.

"I hope you don't dislike it. ”

When he heard the word disgust, Zhao Xi somewhat understood why those who came to Zhao's Mansion looked so humble when facing him.

There may be compliments and interests involved, but more of them are inferiority, and inferiority itself is not a fault.

"Thank you. ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Xi's eyes had a few more tears,

"How could I be disgusted?"

Seeing the tears in Zhao Xi's eyes, the old man didn't speak, but quietly made it to a slightly shabby chair.

"Girl, do you want to inquire about the news of the gods?"

Zhao Xi remembered that yesterday the old man would be unusually angry when he talked about the word Ruoshen, but today he was able to say this word so calmly, which made Zhao Xi feel a little strange.

But Zhao Xi also knew that now was not the time to explore the reason for the sudden change in the old man's mood.

"Yes. ”

Two words, although simple, speak Zhao Xi's thoughts at the moment.

"She's gone, so long that we've all forgotten she exists. ”

"Disappear?"

Zhao Xi heard the old man's words, and his face was a little more uncertain.

"It's inevitable that a person will die. ”

Hearing Zhao Xi's words, the old man suddenly became excited,

"If she is an immortal, she will not die, and she will last forever. ”

There was a touch of obsession and a kind of fanaticism in his voice.

"Then why did she disappear?"

"Where did she go again?"

"Do you know when she's coming back?"

One question after another made the old man not know how to answer.

"Sister, if you think that if God doesn't exist, then why are you here for?"

Xiao Hai's words seemed to be curious, but they were real rhetorical questions, which made Zhao Xi dumbfounded for a while.

From the old man's excited performance, Zhao Xi could understand that Ruoshen had an important position in the old man's heart, and even had a lofty position in this nameless village.

Zhao Xi suspected that if he said that he came here to get the inheritance of Ruoshen, then he would be directly blasted out.

"I'm here to find out something about God. ”

Zhao Xi hopes to get the Ruoshen inheritance to make himself more powerful, so that he will not become a burden to his brother.

But she didn't know where to look, and this village gave Zhao Xi a little hope.

"Can you tell me the story of when God was still alive?"

Zhao Xi's voice was very gentle, and there was even a hint of pleading.

Although Zhao Xi's words were very sincere, the old man still hesitated, although he was just an ordinary person, he could see that Zhao Xi was extraordinary.

So he was worried that Zhao Xi would bring misfortune to the village, and that would make him a sinner for the whole village.

For an old man who is already old, it is almost unbearable to be charged with a crime.

Xiao Hai didn't have as many scruples as the old man, and smiled,

"We kids don't know how many times we've heard what you want to know. ”

When he said this, Xiao Hai looked at the old man, as if he was asking for the old man's consent.