Rongyu thought about the Chinese wedding that Fu Qianzhi had carefully prepared in the previous life, but he never got to wear the bright red wedding dress in the end.
The resentment is deep enough.
"You are getting better at talking. Never mind whether it was in this life or the previous life, I don't want to marry you now, but you yourself don't agree." Rong Yu said bluntly, "Why flirt if I don't want to marry you?"
Yan Zhao was speechless and wanted to explain that he didn't want to get married, but his unreasonable concerns and panic were so confusing that it would not be convincing if he said it out loud.
Fortunately, Rong Yu didn't need to listen to his explanation and had already gone down the mountain and headed straight for Wen Yichu's academy.
Wen Yichu founded a Taoist academy in Yuexi Town, which means "reading to carry the truth". Reading teaches people the truth, and reading makes people wise. Adults' thinking is already deeply rooted, so at least we should teach children to have a broader future.
It sounds very ambitious, but when you get there you will find it very shabby. Unlike the academies in the bustling city that are magnificent, beautiful, and spectacular, with every brick and tile exuding the atmosphere of knowledge, the Dao Academy is just a small shed with a few tables and benches, without windows or walls to block it, and it leaks in from all sides. Looking straight ahead, there is not even a painted and gilded plaque, but a banner with four powerful brush characters "Dao Academy" written on it, which is considered the facade - needless to say, these words were written by Wen Yichu.
Wen Yichu has a gentle personality, but his handwriting is very strong, which shows that he was full of firm belief when writing these four words.
even so.
Rong Yu looked at the thatched hut in front of him which was not even as big as the cowshed in his Demon King's palace: Isn't this the same as the words "Pingci Academy"
The academy in his imagination should not be magnificent with red walls and green tiles, but should be small and exquisite with green bricks and black tiles.
What's up with this thatched hut
Don’t your butt hurt from sitting on those hard benches
In the past, a chaise longue or a beauty couch were made of the thousand-year-old sacred phoenix wood and covered with soft cloud-like cushions. Rongyu looked at the environment in front of him and hesitated to take a step inside.
Blood Jade Bracelet: They all teach and educate people, how can this be called fraud? Of course, the poor mountainous areas cannot be compared with big cities. Wen Yichu has no money to buy a house, and he is a volunteer who goes to the countryside to teach. Is Hope Primary School no longer a school
Rong Yu: That makes a lot of sense.
He walked into the straw hut and pushed open the door. Wen Yichu usually taught the children to read and write outside, so his residence was inside.
The Blood Jade Bracelet was very pleased. The big devil, who was full of the decadent breath of capitalist revolution, was finally able to go deep into the grassroots to experience the hardship and greatness of the working people.
Wen Yichu's house was very small. When he opened the door, he could see everything in the house - a wooden bed with a gray-blue quilt folded at the head of the bed. A table and chairs, with the tablets of his parents on the table. In addition, there was a set of four treasures for the bedroom and a neatly arranged bookcase, which was probably Wen Yichu's most precious wealth. Although the house was small, it had everything. Wen Yichu was content with his poverty and felt that such a life was very happy and fulfilling.
But in Rongyu's eyes, this means being penniless and unable to survive.
Spotless.
Extremely poor.
Rong Yu: I don’t live here
Blood Jade Bracelet: Yes.
Rong Yu turned and walked away: "Let's go back to the tomb."
This is not as good as Yan Zhao’s tomb!
Yan Zhao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
After going through so much trouble to get home, why do you want to go back the same way
It was not easy for them to get out of the mountains.
Rong Yu said, "I can't live here anymore."
Yan Zhao took a look inside the room and found it was indeed a little shabby... more than a little.
He felt a little sorry for Rong, who usually lived in such a place. It would be fine if she was used to it, but after seeing his gorgeous new house in the tomb last night, returning to this cold and shabby house would be a huge gap, and he could understand it.
"No need to go back." Yan Zhao stopped Rong Yu, pulled him into the house, and closed the door.
As soon as he applied the technique, the room changed drastically, looking brand new. The exquisitely carved bed was covered with a brocade quilt, the tables and chairs were replaced with golden nanmu wood, the mottled walls were as white as snow, and even the bookshelves became more imposing.
It looks like a shabby thatched cottage from the outside, but it is comparable to a royal palace inside.
Rong Yu watched the world change drastically in an instant and sighed again, wishing that some magic skill would be of no use.
He knew the principle, but it was just an illusion, and the house was actually quite simple. But it didn't matter, the visual effect was excellent.
Anyway, with his mortal eyes, he can't tell what it looks like.
However, no matter how much it changes, an illusion is still an illusion, and it can't be realized. The house is so small, and it can't be made bigger. For Rong Yu, who is used to living in a big house, sooner or later he will have to move to another place.
According to the high standards and strict requirements of the Great Demon King, even if a mortal built a palace, he would be despised. But after living in several worlds, he was used to being wronged. He knew that there was no place to live in this poor and remote place. The most magnificent house in the town belonged to the Hu family. He decided to live there reluctantly. As for the Hu family? He didn't care whether they slept on the street or lived under the bridge.
I made up my mind and said: I condescend to choose the Hu family, just to make their humble home glorious.
Blood Jade Bracelet: Your use of the word "Pingbiao Shenghui" can be included in the standard incorrect usage of common words among middle school students.
The Hu family was so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. It turned out that they were extremely honored to be kicked out of the house and thank the devil.
I began to sympathize with the mortals who were targeted by the Great Demon. I remembered yesterday when I asked the Great Demon which one to choose, studying hard or enjoying wealth and glory. The Great Demon replied that he would choose wealth and glory, but he would not ask others to give it to him. He would only occupy the Hu family and control others...
I'm afraid that from that time on, the big devil's claws were no longer going to let the Hu family go.
Rong Yu said righteously: What's wrong? We are the light of justice. Who let them harm the son of destiny
The Blood Jade Bracelet has seen through it: You don't want the Son of Fortune to seek justice, there is no family more powerful than the Hu family in this town!
Otherwise, according to the Big Devil's previous behavior, he should have stayed in the tomb with Lord God for two months, and after coming out, he would have dealt with the Hu family in one day and then changed the map, instead of coming out of the tomb on the first day.
No matter how good the conditions are, a mortal body will get bored after staying there for a long time. The Great Demon King was definitely not satisfied with the accommodation conditions on the first day of the transfer formation.
Instead of actively doing the task.
Rongyu: Hush, I see through it but don’t say it out loud.
Each carrot has its own hole. If you want to occupy the hole, you have to pull out the carrot. If you want to invade the Hu family mansion, you have to drive out everyone inside. Rong Yu initially formulated a carrot removal plan - he would not show up, and let Liu Zhe and Feng Wan do the work.
Whenever the devil gives an order, there will always be countless younger brothers who will serve him wholeheartedly. He only needs to sit back and enjoy his life.
Anyway, he won't live in this house for too long, but in these short days, it's a blessing to have a beautiful illusion.
At that moment, Rong Yu looked at the newly renovated interior and happily hugged Yan Zhao: "Well done."
The hug ended so quickly that when they left, Yan Zhao finally realized it and was still lingering on the warmth they had just felt.
"You must be hungry." Yan Zhao conjured up another table of delicious food, "Eat something."
This is more than just a little food.
Rongyu had been on the mountain for the whole day and didn't even have lunch because he was busy finding his way. Although he hadn't been carried on someone's back and didn't use up much energy, he was already starving.
Seeing the hot and fragrant food, Rong Yu was not in a hurry to eat it like he was yesterday. He found an empty tablet from the corner according to his original memory: "Wait, I will carve a tablet for you."
In addition to teaching and selling calligraphy and paintings, Wen Yichu also worked part-time as a carver. This place is called Yuecheng in general. The towns in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of Yuecheng are not rich. Yuexi Town is the poorest and has the lowest level of literacy. Almost no one can read. If someone gets married, they have to go to other towns and pay a professional carver to carve tablets.
After Wen Yichu came to Yuexi Town, he could read and carve, and he often helped to carve these. He charged less and did not have to travel far to hire carvers like other carvers in other towns, so his business was very popular. He did not think it was unlucky, he just thought it was a small effort and he could help.
Rong Yu does not have the virtue of helping others and enjoying life.
He only carved the words "Yan Zhao".
Yan Zhao looked at the young man sitting at the table, lowering his head and concentrating in the candlelight, carving his own appearance one stroke at a time, and his heart moved slightly.
Rong Yu carved very quickly, his handwriting was beautiful, and his movements were very familiar, as if he had carved this word in his mind thousands of times.
The Blood Jade Bracelet was surprised: How come you are so skilled
Originally, if a god possessed this skill, he might be able to replicate it to some extent with muscle memory, but it would not be a 100% restoration. However, Rong Yu at this moment was even more perfect and skilled than Wen Yichu.
Rong Yu: Is it surprising? I have lived for so many years, and I have mastered so many skills that you cannot imagine.
Blood Jade Bracelet: Haven’t you spent all your skill points on eating, drinking and having fun over the years
Don't you know that the Great Demon King can invent 10,000 ways to enjoy life, such as burning the piano and cooking the crane, drinking in the pool of wine and having meat in the forest, all of which are left over from his play. The only thing that the Demon King can't think of is the bracelet.
Rong Yu: You don’t have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty.
Rong Yu carved the words "Yan Zhao" and curled his lips as if in a sarcastic tone, saying: "But I really had no interest in carving at first and was too lazy to learn it. Later it became one of the skills I mastered most proficiently."
Blood Jade Bracelet: This sounds like it has a story.
Rong Yu lowered his eyes and carved: There is no story. But I went to the Sansheng Stone to look for the words of our birth, but I couldn't find them, so I carved one myself.
Legend has it that if a pair of lovers love each other, they can carve their love on the Sansheng Stone in exchange for eternal love.
Then he was exposed by the devil.
The Blood Jade Bracelet trembled: Don’t carve too hard, I think you’re going to carve through the tablet…
I suspect that the Great Demon King wanted to carve the words of Lord God with a knife, but Lord God himself...
Rongyu: Don't be afraid, I know my limits. In fact, I am very happy, and I have fulfilled a wish today.
Blood Jade Bracelet: What’s your wish
Rong Yu Wei Xiao: When I carved your father's name on the Sansheng Stone and there was no response, I really wanted to carve his name on the spirit tablet.
Blood Jade Bracelet:…
Stop talking, I know you really want Lord Qishen to go...
Yan Zhao didn't know Rong Yu's thoughts, but when he saw Rong Yu's smile as she engraved his name, he couldn't help but feel moved, thinking Rong Yu was too gentle...
"Done." After finishing the last cut, Rong Yu placed the freshly baked tablet on the table and inserted a few incense sticks. Wen Yichu used to burn incense for his parents from time to time, so there was no shortage of incense in the house.
Rong Yu calmly invited Yan Zhao to sit down: "Come and eat together."
Yan Zhao sat down opposite, transformed into a soul, and gently inhaled the incense in the incense burner, feeling a sense of fullness.
Rong Yu also picked up the chopsticks and had dinner with Yan Zhao.
If an outsider pushed the door and walked in, he would see a square table in the simple house. On three sides were the tablets of Wen's father, Wen's mother, and Yan Zhao. Smoke was lingering in the incense burner in front of the tablets. On one side sat a young man with hot food in front of him. The young man ate while guarding the three tablets and occasionally said a few words to the air. The scene was weird no matter how you looked at it.
After dinner, Rong Yu pulled Yan Zhao to bed and wanted to hold him in his arms to sleep tonight.
Yan Zhao was afraid that others would catch a cold, so he would always quietly move towards the bed. Rong Yu would close his eyes and always come close to him accurately and continue to rub against his arms.
Yan Zhao whispered, "Rongrong, stop making trouble. Your hands are cold."
"No, I'll hold you for an hour and you are not allowed to let go." Rong Yu buried his head in his chest and said softly, "I can't hold you."
Yan Zhao had no choice but to hug the young man and count down from one hour in agony.
This guy is teasing him...
To Rongyu, Yan Zhao's embrace was cold, but also reassuring.
While Rongyu slept peacefully with the ghost in her arms, the Hu family stayed awake all night.
They're haunted there, too.