Doomsday Boss Busy Farming
Chapter 010, the hair is affected by longevity
Along the way, Chen Jiaer and Yang Fengyue talked about their affairs, while Jiuxiao listened, not understanding how their granddaughter met this girl.
From their chat, Jiuxiao discovered that Chen Jiaer was from Yunqing City, and Fengyue was studying in Nanyuan, two of them were one in the south and one in the north.
The girl came to Sikunshan three days ago. When he first met her, he found that her coat was hooked. He obviously had been wandering around the mountains for a long time.
When she saw him, her eyes shone, and her cliché skills were seriously inconsistent with her appearance.
He felt ashamed of all kinds of ways to inquire about the news. Jiuxiao was skeptical about her identity at first, but the girl was very sincere.
When he asked him about Venezuki, his eyes were full of respect and admiration, and there was no scheming, so he took her home to watch.
I was afraid that she would have something to do with Xunyue.
Now it seems that his decision yesterday was correct, but how did Venezuki meet this girl and have such a good relationship with this girl?
Jiuxiao, who was walking on the mountain road, thought for a long time.
Yang Fengyue and Chen Jiaer each carried a basket with some dry food and drinking water inside.
Once upon a time, on the first and fifteenth day of every month, Yang Wenyue would accompany his master to Si Kunshan as long as he was at home.
Jiuxiao is a practitioner, and the place where he practices is Xingyun Temple on Sikun Mountain.
As for the family affairs that the master had never practiced, she didn't ask much before.
It was later, after the end of the world, that she realized that her master was from a great family, and she was a famous family in the entire Zhongwei.
The three of them climbed up along the mountain path. Sikun Mountain was full of strange rocks, green trees, birds stopped on the branches and sang, and there were faintly dinging springs, and the scenery was very beautiful.
There are few people here, so Sikunshan is still natural.
Xingyun Temple, which they are going to go to later, is a place of practice that is said to have a history of nearly a thousand years.
There is where Jiuxiao first formed a relationship with his practice, and it is also the beginning of his relationship between master and apprentice.
Yang Fengyue walked very slowly, as if she wanted to remember every tree in Si Kunshan.
After the dog pumpkin entered the mountain, there was almost no sign of it.
This is its territory, and Yang Fengyue knew that it would definitely wait for them at the entrance of Xingyun Temple's main hall.
"Master, slow down." Yang Fengyue became a little nagging, making Chen Jiaer, who was beside her, find it very interesting to see.
This is not the Yang Fengyue who was so reckless and trembling in the end of the world, and when others heard the name, they were trembling.
Jiuxiao waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, I'm in a tough state. I've been walking on this mountain road for more than fifty years."
Yang Fengyue smiled. Since she woke up, she had been worried all kinds of things because of the pain of losing a loved one. She didn't want to experience it again.
"Master, we won't go to the west this summer. I want to do a few projects. I will show you the design drawings and then improve them." Yang Venyue began to tell Jiuxiao what he planned.
The girl's voice was crisp and echoed in the deep mountains. The mountain road was quiet, and Yang Wenyue's heart also calmed down.
Jiuxiao admitted that he was only a little surprised why she did this. After hearing her words, he asked, "Are you planning to build Sikunshan into a farm and be self-sufficient? Then, you won't go to school anymore?"
Yang Fengyue looked up at the master, her eyes firmly and her tone was firm: "When I arrive at the hall and worship the ancestor, I will tell you the reason."
Jiuxiao looked at Chen Jiaer beside him and asked, "Miss Chen, you don't go to school anymore?"
"Grandpa, call me Jiaer." Chen Jiaer was a little uncomfortable with this call, and then Zhan Yan smiled. The two deep dimples looked cute. She nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I want to help Chengdu Yue Construction Project."
Yang Fengyue didn't intend to hide it from Jiuxiao. I believe that her abnormal master had already discovered it after she came back.
Also, Chen Jiaer's appearance is also a questionable point.
Rebirth and the end of the world must be told to the master.
Since she had the opportunity to do it again, it would be impossible for her to leave her master to go to school again.
She will protect all this and protect this old man who is dedicated to her.
Jiuxiao thought that after he came back, his granddaughter not only changed his mind, but also became more calm.
When doing things and thinking about things, she is completely impossible to do at her age. She is like a weathered cold plum, waiting to bloom.
No, it's more like a sword that has been sharpened for many years, just waiting to be unsheathed.
Jiuxiao walked and pondered. Could it be that Feng Yue had the opportunity to wake up from a night of dreams?
The truth is not too far from his guess.
After he learned about it, he sighed and thanked for the encounter between Fengyue and Chen Jiaer.
An hour later, the three people arrived at the main entrance of an ancient building. Three powerful words were engraved on the quaint wooden plaque:
Watch the clouds
This is a very ancient building, and you can see the majesty of the hall inside from outside the mountain gate.
The eaves are raised high, and the cute animals are squatting on the eaves. The twelve zodiac signs are arranged in sequence, each of which is lifelike, like a cycle of reincarnation.
Behind this building, there are several smaller buildings hidden, forming a painting, like time, eternal.
Yang Venyue took out the key and opened the closed wooden door. With a "creak", it seemed to open the door leading to the other end of time.
There were some leaves blown away by the wind in the wide yard, and the cute little squirrels jumped happily on the ground. When they heard the sound, they all ran back to the trees alertly.
If Chen Jiaer saw this, she would have run over to catch a few little squirrels to tease her, but she knew the occasion, so she followed Yang Fengyue to the main hall.
Yang Fengyue climbed up the stairs.
There were nine steps in total, but she seemed to have walked all her life.
For her, she has indeed experienced a lifetime.
Jiuxiao looked at her back, pious and awe-inspiring.
Although it was the same in the past, Jiuxiao understood that the expression of Qian Yue today was different from the past.
There is an extra kind of transcendence that will only occur after years of precipitation.
Pumpkin ran out from somewhere and followed Yang Fengyue and the others to the hall.
When I opened the door of the hall, it was very empty. Although they came twice a month, some of the small animals that dominated the house still left traces in the hall.
Yang Wenyue put the back basket outside the hall gate, turned to the side hall to get a rag, and each went to carry a bucket of water to carry a bucket of water, and began to clean the various things in the hall.
Chen Jiaer followed her.
She followed Yang Fengyue, like a small follower.
There is a statue standing in the hall, which is the founder of Xingyun Temple, Lu Xingyun.
After cleaning, Yang Wenyue took the incense and took the paper money. He knelt on the futon under the statue and lit it, burning the incense devoutly. All rituals were taught as taught in memory.
He got up and inserted the incense into the incense burner. Yang Fengyue knelt on the cushion again, closed his eyes, and kowtowed nine times respectfully to the statue.
She silently recited in her heart:
The disciple Yang Fengyue was fortunately protected by the ancestor Xingyun and got this opportunity. The matters that had not been completed in the past life will be compensated for in this life. No one can get the secrets of Xingyun View from Yang Fengyue.
After knocking on his head, Yang Fengyue closed his eyes and silently recited the practice formula left by Master Xingyun. It was not until two incense sticks that he opened his eyes and curled all his sharpness.
After the incense was burned by Jiuxiao, he went to sit outside the hall.
There was the place where he usually sat quietly, and he could see everything in the courtyard and the top of the distant mountain.
Yang Fengyue finished reciting and went to him and sat cross-legged on the futon opposite him, just like many times before.
As if she had a heart of touch, she turned around and looked at the statue of Master Xingyun.
The statue sat upright on the incense table, with a kind and peaceful face. At this moment, Yang Wenyue understood that all the things that he had returned were gifts and gifts given to her by God.
Breeding hair and suffering from immortality.
