Yun Niang subconsciously reached out to pick up the mushroom, picked it up and skewered it on a bamboo skewer, but failed to get it in after several times.
Yuan Xiang'er held her cold hand and called softly, "Miss."
Only then did Yun Niang look up at her, she was stunned for a long time, Fang said a few words, and she was already in tears.
"Ayao he... is he okay?"
In Yuan Xianger's mind, Yunniang is a gentle, wise, and elegant woman who fulfills almost all Yuan Xianger's fantasies about her mother. She lived a very natural and down-to-earth life, full of tenderness and patience with everything in her life. Whenever she saw Shi Niang, she always had a gentle smile. Yuan Xianger had hardly ever seen Yun Niang really get angry or panic about something.
Because there is such a gentle teacher by her side, Yuan Xianger always feels that she can still be a child, there is a place where she can act like a spoiled child, and there is a home where she can be lazy and casual, and she can even make herself smaller and smaller.
But when she saw Yunniang cry, Yuan Xianger almost instantly regained the composure of an adult.
"Master, don't worry, there's me too. I will definitely be able to find Master back." She said while holding Yunniang's hand.
Yun Niang quickly calmed down and pressed the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, "I'm sorry Xiang'er, I made you worry."
The corner of the blue silk handkerchief was carefully embroidered with a small, leisurely fish.
The same fish was embroidered on every handkerchief and every piece of clothing of the mistress.
Yuan Xianger squatted beside her and told Yun Niang what she knew.
"Master, look, although Nanming is far away, it's not that no one has been there. I am going to Kunlun this time, and I will go there to find a way to get to Nanming. I plan to leave tomorrow. "
Yunniang felt uneasy: "What is that place in Nanming? I've never heard of it before, that place must be dangerous, Xianger, you..."
"Master didn't say it back then, probably because I was still young, but now that I'm grown up, I have the ability to find him." Yuan Xiang'er held Yun Niang's hand tightly, giving her the strength to feel at ease, "This is what I have always wanted to do, I will definitely do things, and I also ask my wife to support me.”
That night Yunniang made an exception to drink a lot of alcohol. She was drunk and dragged Yuan Xianger to her.
"Xiang'er, how can there be immortal people in this world? It's impossible to do, right? But Ah Yao did it."
"I can only live in any place for a maximum of twenty years, and I have to move. Only this time, I really don't want to move. I want to wait for him here, for fear that he won't be able to find us when he comes back."
"When Ah Yao was about to leave, he refused to say anything. I knew he must have paid a price that I couldn't accept, so I couldn't tell me, right?"
"I can't let you go. The only thing Ah Yao told me was to take care of you. Why am I so confused? I shouldn't have agreed. I really shouldn't have agreed."
Yuan Xianger helped her back to the bedroom. "Don't worry, Mistress. I have everything."
After settling down the drunk wife, Yuan Xianger returned to the yard.
Many of the companions were drunk in the dim campfire. The cockroach showed its original shape, most of its tail was wrapped around the eaves, and Han Youzhi was coaxing her to drink the hangover soup on the tip of her feet.
Hu Qing's face is drunk, his eyes are like silk, and he sings love songs with Su Xian.
The young misogynist held the wine cup without changing his face, but Qingyuan beside him was already drunk, talking nonsense to a roasted suckling pig, "Huang, take a look, people How did the apostles do? Only you are so fierce to me every day. If you don't bite me, I can also consider loosening your shackles... shackles."
All that was exchanged was the impatient roar of the lion locked under the stump.
Yuan Xianger brought a large plate of barbecued meat and placed it in front of the apostle, and untied the shackles on his mouth for him. She was ready to activate the Pisces array at any time, but the irritable-looking demon did not bite her.
"Do you want wine?" Yuan Xiang'er asked.
"Come on." The monster replied.
Yuan Xianger opened a jar of wine and placed it in front of him.
"How did you become his apostle?" Yuan Xianger looked at the apostle who was drinking and eating meat.
"I can't beat it." The monster, who was buried in the food, replied in a sullen voice.
Nan He was waiting for Yuan Xiang'er in the yard. He turned into a real body, and the gradual hair on his body shone brightly under the moonlight.
"Would you like to come up? I'll take you for a spin." Nan He said.
"Of course!" Yuan Xiang'er stood up and wiped her hands, then threw herself into the super-large ball of plush.
The silver Sirius galloped through the night, Yuan Xianger lay on his back, put his arms around his neck, and buried his entire face in the soft fur. She closed her eyes and felt the swift flight. The night wind blew, and the cold silver hair brushed across her face.
The South River flies very high, and the land at night looks vast and deep. The river is like a silver ribbon, meandering and paved with occasional lights. It is a town populated by human beings. The stars in the sky seem to be very close, and the splendid Tianhe seems to hover above the sky above, as if it can fly all the way to the starry sky.
"Ah Xiang." Nan He's voice sounded.
"Um?"
"Don't worry, Ah Xiang, I'm still here."
"Okay. Don't worry, I have Nanhe."
Yuan Xianger, who had been tired for a long time, fell into a deep sleep on her slightly swaying back. Nan He often said that she felt comfortable and at ease when she was by her side. For her, it was not the case.
Yuan Xianger listened to the healthy and familiar heartbeat, surrounded by soft hair, and fell into a peaceful sleep.
In the dream, there is a sunny yard, under the sycamore tree, Master Yu Yao looks at her with his hands behind his back with a smile, while his wife is drying the laundry, and in her arms, she is holding a beautiful Sirius.
When they set off on the second day, Yunniang took them all the way to Qiaotou. When they parted, she handed Yuan Xianger a small black sword.
"This sword is called Yunyou. It was left to me by Ah Yao when he left. I have been carrying it with me all these years."
The scabbard was black and dull and unremarkable. But when the short blade was unsheathed, the bone-white sharp blade suddenly brought out the icy sword energy, and a water mark condensed in the air. At that moment, it seemed that even the time was astringent, and everyone present was nervous because of Ling Ran's murderous aura. Many demons have been stimulated to show a half-beast appearance.
Yuan Xianger declined: "Master, since it is something that Master left for you to protect your body, you should keep it well. I have enough Pisces Array here."
Yun Niang bent down and carefully tied the short sword to Yuan Xiang'er's waist, "Since your master gave it to me, it's my thing. Now, this is what my teacher gave you for self-defense, you just keep it well. ."
"Come back earlier, Ah Xiang." Yunniang stood up and stroked Yuan Xiang'er's hair, "Even if you can't find your master... it doesn't matter. There is still a mistress waiting for you at home."
After saying goodbye to Yunniang and everyone, the group set off in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.
"Master Qingyuan, you just left with us, don't you need to explain to your apprentices?" Yuan Xianger asked.
"It's okay, they are actually much more capable than me, and they will go back by themselves. In fact, my master is a little higher than them in terms of cultivation, and the rest is just a name." Qingyuan rode a lion leisurely, to his own. The apprentice was very relieved.
Little did he know that at this moment, his apprentices had finished entertaining local officials, treated the townspeople after the disaster, and were still standing at the ferry in Lianghe Town, waiting patiently.
"Senior brother, Shizun hasn't come back yet, should we continue to wait, or should we look for it?"
"Wait a second, Master shouldn't forget us." Xu Ji looked at the rolling river, his face full of bitter wind and bitter rain.
After leaving Queqiu. The situation along the way was suddenly different.
Because of the flood, most of the towns and villages along the river have suffered disasters.
The ruins are everywhere, starving and dying everywhere. The comfortable and prosperous paradise can no longer be found. The muddy and icy roads and the skinny victims strip the truth and cruelty of the world to their eyes.
Old and weak children who have lost their homes are begging along the way, the doors of most shops are closed, long queues form in front of rice shops and oil and salt shops, and the price of rice and other foods soars.
Although Yuan Xianger and the others wore simple clothes that were easy to move, they were neat and clean, and they all had extraordinary temperament. Compared to the ragged refugees in street cars, this group of people seemed to stand out from the crowd. It always attracts the attention of passersby.
"Xiang'er? Are you... is it Xiang'er?" A surprised voice sounded from behind.
Yuan Xianger turned around and saw a woman with a frosty face. The woman was carrying a boy on her back, holding two girls in her hands. She grabbed Yuan Xianger's arm in surprise and joy,
"Xiang'er, are you Xiang'er? I'm the eldest sister."
When Yuan Xianger left home, the eldest sister Yuan Chunhua was only twelve years old.
More than ten years have passed in a flash, and the eldest sister in her early twenties should have been in her prime. But now, with three children, she was already bent over by life. She is like a flower that has not yet bloomed, and withered before it bloomed. So suddenly, Yuan Xianger didn't associate this haggard-looking woman with her eldest sister at all.
Through the vaguely familiar facial features, Yuan Xianger recalled her childhood in this world, and only then did she realize that the seven years were hazy like a distant dream, which had become blurred in her memory.