MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 56 【Huaifeng Mansion】

  Chapter 56 [Huaifeng Mansion]

  Everyone rushed out of the tea shed to see where the immortal left.

  Everyone stared wide-eyed before noticing the moving figure in the distance. If they don't look carefully, they will even ignore it. Combined with the name and the strength of the opponent's feet, they will be 90% convinced of this matter.

   Someone smiled at Duan Jin who was squatting: "You are a fairy who doesn't know each other face to face..."

   There are also people who make up the knife after the fact: "I just discovered that the person sitting in the corner is different from us, definitely not an ordinary person!"

   Someone also tried to comfort him: "There is no need to care too much, it's just that we people are not destined..."

   Noisy room, very lively.

  Almost everyone ran out of the shed, even the tea stall owner ran out, only Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande did not move.

  They sat at the same table with Fang Chang just now, and now everyone ran out, leaving only the two of them sitting at the same table.

  Yu Qingling is a Jianghu girl, more cheerful.

  She smiled at Liu Yuande and said:

   "I heard that there are immortals in the world since I was a child, but I didn't expect to meet them face to face, but I found that this immortal looks very young."

   "The woman's remark is absurd." The scholar Liu Yuande shook his head vigorously, disapproving.

  He thought about his words, and said to the female hero opposite: "It is rumored that immortals can live forever, and their appearance is not old. There are also rumors that immortals can rejuvenate their youth."

   "So, the one just now, although he looks like a young man, if he is really a fairy, no one can tell how old he is."

   Persuaded by the scholar, Yu Qingling said with a smile: "What brother said is true, immortals really can't measure their age by their appearance."

   Then, she cupped her hands towards the opposite scholar:

   "Re-acquainted, my younger sister Yu Qingling, a native of Yangzhou, has been wandering in the rivers and lakes, and this trip is to go to Xingqing Mansion to join Uncle."

  Liu Yuande quickly returned the gift and said:

   "Xia Liu Yuande, a native of Xingqing Prefecture, returned from a study tour in Long'an Prefecture, and is about to return home to prepare for the exam."

   "Haha, it's just on the way, continue walking?"

"my pleasure."

  When the two packed their luggage and walked out of the tea shed, the clouds had cleared and the fog had cleared, revealing a blue sky washed by rain, and the sun shone down, shining a rainbow across the sky.

  The quack Duan Jin outside the tea shed had a look of disappointment all over his face. He still didn't recover, but he also started to clean up his mentality and walked on the official road with everyone.

  The road is muddy after the rain, and the road is not easy to walk, but the trees and grass on both sides are watered by the rain, and they are all green, and the air is fresh and pleasant, which makes Daiyuan Mountain even more beautiful.

  The group of people went back on the road, chatting with each other, and the suspected fairy just now was naturally the focus of attention.

  Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande chatted very well, and they quickly became acquainted.

After talking about an interesting story when he was studying, he heard people around him still discussing the matter of meeting a fairy just now, Liu Yuande said to the heroine next to him: "It is said that there are not only fairies in this world, but also many monsters, but I came to this world twenty years ago. Zai, I have never seen a fairy or a demon, it was really an eye-opener just now."

  The chivalrous girl Yu Qingling laughed: "Like Brother Liu, I have never seen a demon or a fairy, but I know a lot of those masters in the Jianghu, and they are far worse than the rumors."

   "Maybe monsters and gods are the same. They are not as different as in the story. They may be like the person just now, calm and indifferent, wandering around the world."

   As she spoke, she casually broke off a bamboo branch from a lonely bamboo on the side of the road, and played with it in her hand.

  Liu Yuande also came over next to him, took a closer look at the bamboo, and then, together with Yu Qingling, followed the large army in front.

   "Brother Liu, why do you look at that bamboo so much?"

  "It grows very well, and the more you look at it, the more pleasing it is. I just thought that it would be good if it was cut down and made into a flute or a flute."

   "However, it is not easy for a single bamboo to grow in this remote place. Considering that it is difficult to grow, it is better to forget it. Maybe there will be another bamboo forest here."

   "Brother Liu really thinks far, my little sister admires..."

  The two praised each other and walked away from the official road.

  They didn't notice at all, when Liu Yuande said that he wanted to make Xiao and flute, the bamboo in the back shook three times.

  This bamboo does grow abruptly, there is no one of its kind around it, it is full of weeds, shrubs and trees, only this two-finger-thick emerald bamboo sticking on the side of the road is also very different.

   "Human beings are horrible..."

  Zhu thought to himself.

   It is the bamboo spirit that escaped in the bamboo forest on the **** of Yunzhong Mountain.

  Since going down the mountain, the bamboo spirit has been walking day and night for two months, wandering around the world for a few times, and came here.

   It is still intact after several months down the mountain, mainly because it is still smart and knows how to avoid people. Moreover, it has mastered the method of thinning, from the strongest cub in the bamboo forest to a small bamboo **** thick by the side of the road, so that it does not attract attention.

  At the moment it is resting here, preparing to continue heading west at night.

   Unexpectedly, after a few months of stability, it let it relax its vigilance, and even stationed on the side of the road, but suffered a disaster, a branch was cut off, and some people said that they would cut themselves off and make a flute and piccolo.

  Why is bamboo life so difficult? Is there no pure land in this vast land?

   Filled with grievances, the bamboo saw that there was no one in front of the official road, so it quietly pulled up from the soil, ran a few feet into the nearby woods, and then gathered its branches and leaves to continue resting.

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  The place where Fang Chang lived before was not far from Yunzhong Mountain, in a small mountain village under the rule of Xingqing Mansion.

   It took him a lot of time to travel up the mountain, stop and go, to cross Xingqing Mansion and come to Yunzhong Mountain, and he also spent all the little savings he had after becoming a seller after giving birth.

   Now going down the mountain to look for opportunities, Fang Chang is going to go back and look at the place where he lived before.

  From Yunzhong Mountain to Xingqing Mansion, you need to pass through Huaifeng Mansion, then go west along the official road from Huaifeng Mansion to Xingqing Mansion, and walk westward for dozens of miles from Xingqing Mansion to get to the initial town.

  During this section of the journey, Huaifeng Mansion is a must pass.

   I learned from chatting with passers-by that Huaifeng Mansion and Long'an Mansion are both richer and more prosperous than Ninghe Mansion.

   Some say it is because this ancient official road has never entered the city of Ninghe Prefecture, and lack the power of feng shui to make money. Others say that it is because in history, Ninghe Prefecture has often flooded, which has kept Ninghe Prefecture's family fortune from being poor.

  Not concerned about this, Fang Chang took a sip of the sorghum wine in the bamboo tube and looked at the city wall in front of him.

  The entry fee to the city is the same as that of Ninghe Mansion, which is a copper coin, but after a long period of time, the county government earns a considerable amount in this regard.

  He weighed all kinds of copper coins in the bag, and he walked into an inn on the street:

   "Shopkeeper, come to a room."

   "Okay, sir, are you sharp?"

   "No need for now, open a room for me first."

  The shopkeeper is very familiar with the business and does not need to register, but after receiving the deposit, he calls the shop assistant to take Fang Chang upstairs.

  The room assigned to Fang Chang is on the second floor of the house facing the street. The sunlight is very bright. The light passes through the wavy gauze curtains, casting slightly blurred stripes of light and shadow on the table floor and wall cabinets.

   After pressing the bed, it felt soft.

  Fang Chang sat in front of the table and chairs by the window for a while, then got up, ready to go to see the scene in the market.

   Thank you for your condolences, for your incompetence, and for your reward.

  (end of this chapter)