Li Yan looked at the scenery around him and reached out to pat his waist. A jade slip appeared in his hand. It was the map on the jade slip. After his consciousness sank in, he raised his head after a moment and observed his surroundings again. , smiled softly, and looked back at the two girls, "The Master Blood Leaf is right, it is only thousands of miles away from Qingshan Pass, but there is no teleportation array nearby, but flying away from now on is also very fast. "
Thinking about these days of teleportation, it only takes half a day to teleport hundreds of thousands of miles, and it takes half an hour to teleport tens of thousands of miles. The speed is really incredible to Li Yan, but The amount of spirit stones consumed made Li Yan frightened. The sect's hundreds of thousands of miles of teleportation array could not activate low-level spirit stones. Six middle-grade spirit stones were needed to do it. Li Yan had known this for a long time, so before coming here He also exchanged eight yuan in the sect and spent nearly 80,000 low-level spiritual stones. His net worth shrank by half again. Fortunately, the master and senior brother gave him another 40,000 spiritual stones.
In the end, six of Li Yan's intermediate spirit stones were consumed in the teleportation from Laojun Peak.
What Li Yan did not expect during the rest of the journey was that the Sprite Sect was so respected. Although those three second-rate sects did not have teleportation arrays of hundreds of thousands of miles, they had teleportation arrays of tens of thousands of miles. , even if it was tens of thousands of miles, it would cost thousands of low-level spiritual stones, but these three sects did not collect a single spiritual stone. This made Li Yan realize for the first time the benefits of being in a super sect.
Later, these third-rate sects and families did not collect thousands of miles of teleportation arrays from small sects. Although it was only nearly a thousand low-level spiritual stones at a time, it was actually extremely luxurious for small sects. But Li Yan refused to give it to them no matter what.
"Thousands of miles away, even if there is no teleportation, at Min'er's green gourd speed, it will probably take more than half a day." Gong Chenying's cold voice came from behind Li Yan, and as he spoke, two clouds of mist dispersed Go and reveal the faces of two living beings. Once here, there is no need to cover the figure. Zhao Min looked around curiously. The spiritual energy here is thin, but it gives her an extremely fresh feeling. She has grown up since she was a child. In a place with strong aura, this is the first time I feel it in a place like this.
She took a deep breath, and there were bursts of earthy and grassy smell in her nose, which made her fair face show an expression of interest. The face carved by an ancient goddess was filled with jade. The color is glossy, and the extremely dark eyebrows spread out on the smooth forehead, setting off a strange and neutral beauty.
After Zhao Min looked around, he blinked his beautiful eyes. Looking at Li Yan who was looking at the two of her with a smile, his pretty face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Then he waved his hand, and the green gourd was already there. Hanging in mid-air, after looking at each other with Gong Chenying, the two women stepped on the gourd again in a lively manner. Li Yan also stepped on it one step later. After circling, the green gourd turned into a ray of light and shot towards the sky.
In May, Daqing Mountain is lush and green, with layers of green vegetation spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain as in previous years. From time to time, there are wild flowers dotted among the bushes and thorns, some are yellow, some blue, some red, some white. The stars are dotted and beautifulThe smiles among the crowds of people make the undulating mountains exude the rich atmosphere of May, late spring and early summer.
At the foot of Daqing Mountain, a small village is located, surrounded by layers of terraced fields. The wheat in the fields has turned yellow, and the rows of trees on the field stems are shaded. The midday sun has dispersed, and the mountains are spacious. , the breeze blows, causing the waves of wheat to rise and fall, and the leaves to rustle. There is not too much heat in the mountains in May. In the breeze, there is a slight coolness on the body, which is complementary to the sunshine shining on the body. Makes people feel comfortable.
At this time, in the terraced fields, among the patches of wheat, you can occasionally see silhouettes of people. It is the harvest season, and stacks of wheat have been piled up in many fields, waiting to be brought back to the threshing field for harvesting. .
In a field, a young man was limping and holding a bundle of wheat bundles toward the field. Although his legs and feet were inconvenient, he was walking slowly. The young man had a dark complexion, and there was a plump mark between his eyebrows. The words are seventy or eighty similar.
He quickly walked a few steps and unloaded the wheat bundle on his shoulder on the ground, then lifted up the corner of his short-sleeved coarse cloth, wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, and inserted it directly into the bucket. He scooped up a large bowl of cold water and drank it without hesitation. He drank very quickly, and a lot of water spilled from the corner of his mouth and fell on the front of his chest, making the already sweaty clothes a little darker. .
At this time, with a "plop" sound, another sheaf of wheat fell on the ground, and an old voice came over, "Lao San, please slow down, the weather has been very bad these days. It’s sunny, don’t worry about harvesting.”
“Hey, Dad, I know, it’s okay. This leg has already healed,” the swarthy young man said as he put down the porcelain bowl and looked to his side before taking it off his shoulder. The old man who was putting down a sheaf of wheat saw that the old man was panting slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry. Thinking that he had promised his brother at the beginning, but now he still let his father follow him around, he felt apologetic. This man was Li Yan's third brother, Li Yan. great.
"Dad, you also said that the weather has been fine these days, so you don't need to come. You can just stay at home with your mother and take care of Xiaowu."
The man beside him The old man is none other than Chang Bo. Chang Bo has aged a lot in the past few years. His still straight back has become gradually stooped, and his face has more wrinkles, but he is still in good spirits.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the only strong laborer in the family, but there are fifteen acres of fields. How long will it take to harvest like this..."
Chang Bo still has the temper of an ox, but Before he could finish speaking, a clear child's voice came from far away, "Grandpa, grandpa, I...I...I've brought you food." As he spoke, a two or three-year-old child sat on a field stalk in the distance. Wearing a green bellyband, holding a steamed bun bigger than his little hand in one hand, he was running over from a distance. As the child ran, his calves bumped and he still seemed unsteady on his feet. He could not speak while running bumpily. There were some interruptions, and behind the child, two women were following hurriedly. The old woman in front of her had trouble with her legs and feet. Seeing that the child was running unsteadily, and there were a lot of weeds and wheat stubble in the fields, she hurriedly shouted behind her, "Little Wu, Xiao Wu, youSlow down, there are wheat stubble everywhere, don't hurt you, do you hear me, slow down..." And behind the old woman, there is a young and dignified woman, holding a food box with both hands, but she can't walk fast either. , seeing the child running in such a hurry, he shouted "Xiao Wu, please go slower" and then followed behind with a smile.
Chang Bo was talking to Li Wei and heard the child behind him. Hearing the voice, he couldn't help but turn around quickly. After seeing the three people approaching from a distance, he even saw a child running up and down with a steamed bun in front of him. He couldn't help but smile on his old face, and even the accumulated wrinkles on his face instantly relaxed.
"Who do I think he is? It turns out to be my good grandson. Xiao Wu knows that he feels sorry for grandpa. Please come here slowly. Grandpa will try the food Xiao Wu gave him later." "Chang Bo hurried forward to greet him. After walking for a while, he hugged the child in his arms. He loved the child even more. After holding him in his arms, he gently pricked the exposed bellyband with his gray beard. The child with white and tender arms was giggling.
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The group of people came to the end of the field again, and Li Wei looked at the child in his arms. Chang Bo, who was teasing him all the time, couldn't help but said, "Dad, you have been busy all morning after you put Xiao Wu down. If you ask me, don't come over this afternoon. Just take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother cook." Xiaoyu and I are just busy working in the fields. Now that you are here, Xiaoyu will not be able to cook at home alone with the children, but it will take up the number of people. "
While talking, the old woman caught up with her breathlessly and said, "Xiao Wu, grandma doesn't like you being so naughty. What should I do if you bump into me?" "
After hearing this, Chang Bo stopped teasing the child in his arms, turned his head and glared, "You are such a poor woman, you have so many things to do. The boys in the mountains, there are so many things, the third child and the Old five hours, that one didn't come here like this, and you cried when I scratched the surface, which made me upset. How could I not have known that I married a woman like you in the first place? "
After hearing this, Aunt Chang couldn't help but become submissive, but she still muttered in a low voice unwillingly.
At this time, the dignified young woman also came over carrying a food box, and she also heard Li Wei said softly, "Dad, what my husband said is that my husband and I can do the work in the field. You can take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother be free to cook." "As he said that, he put the food box on the field stalk.
After the young woman spoke, the strange thing was that Chang Bo didn't speak anymore. Instead, he put the child down and opened the food without saying a word. After putting down the food box, she took out a plate of side dishes and sat down on the ground to eat with the steamed buns in her grandson's hand.
After putting down the food box, the young woman went to Li Wei's side and stretched out her hands to help. but then he felt no other sound behind him except Xiao Wu throwing clods of earth into the distance.
He couldn't help but look back, only to see Chang Bo eating without saying a word. After eating, the mother-in-law walked over and opened other food boxes with dull eyes. She couldn't help but look at her husband beside her with worry. She didn't know what she said wrong.
Li Wei sighed softly, patted the back of her hand, and whispered, "It's okay, Xiaoyu, dad just mentioned the fifth child, which aroused his thoughts."
The young woman heard that Yan, then let go of her worries, but she was still unavoidably curious. She had never met this uncle before. After she got married, she occasionally heard Li Wei mention it, as if she had been a high official in Qingshan Pass before, but Later, the imperial court urgently recruited him and heard that his master, who was also a high-ranking official in the imperial court, had gone elsewhere, but there was no news about his departure.
Li Wei would not let her mention her brother-in-law at home. As long as she mentioned the two elders, she would be depressed for several days. But it was her father-in-law who said it just now, which brought it to mind.
After Li Wei patted his wife's hand, he also limped to the field, picked up a piece of steamed bun, and ate it with a bowl of green vegetables. He looked at the man with red eyes. Mother and father, who were just munching on steamed buns, made Li Yan feel sad.
The last time Li Yan came through Li Shan four years ago was when he got a belt that was said to be given by the third army division. Finally, the village chief placed it in the ancestral hall. He also brought a lot of silver. After that, there was no more news about this younger brother.
After having no news for several months, Chang Bo anxiously asked Li Guoxin to go to the military camp to inquire. The last news he got was that Li Yan and Ji Junshi had been transferred elsewhere by the imperial court a few months ago. Even Qingshan Pass Marshal Hong was also appointed and transferred elsewhere.
This happened suddenly and without any warning, causing Li Yan's family to immediately fall into panic. However, no matter how much Li Guoxin asked about Li Yan's relationship, they could not find out the whereabouts of Li Yan at all. Under such circumstances, Li Yan's family had no choice but to wait patiently, waiting for a letter from Li Yan one day. It only took several years.
In the past few years, Li Wei also built a new house with the money Li Yan sent to his family, and also married a woman from another mountain village dozens of miles away. He also had a child in the next year. The birth of three generations brought joy to the Li family and diluted some depression. Chang Bo personally named his grandson Li Wenwu, nicknamed Xiaowu.
Li Wei looked at his son who was squatting on a field stalk and poking at ants on the ground with a wheat orange, and a smile appeared on his face. He actually knew the meaning of his father’s name for the child, Xiao Wu--- Xiao Wu, that’s because he missed Lao Wu.
I could only sigh in my heart, "Lao Wu, third brother, thanks to you, we are now married, but where are you now?"
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Just after noon, three people were walking slowly towards the entrance of the official road outside the small mountain village. The leader was a young man with slightly darker skin, more than eight feet tall, followed by two people wearing hanging gauze hats. The women were standing on an official road, looking at a path sloping into Daqing Mountain.