Li Yan looked at the scenery around him and reached out to pat his waist. A jade slip appeared in his hand, which was the map on the jade slip.
His consciousness sank into it, and for a moment he raised his head. After observing his surroundings again, he chuckled and looked back at the two women.
"Master Bloodleaf is right. We are only thousands of miles away from Qingshan Pass, but there is no teleportation array nearby anymore. However, we can fly away very quickly from now on."
Thinking about the teleportation in these days, the teleportation of hundreds of thousands of miles often only takes half a day. That speed really makes Li Yan feel incredible. It only consumes the amount of spiritual stones, but it makes Li Yan heartbroken.
The sect's hundreds of thousands of miles teleportation array cannot be activated at all with low-level spiritual stones. Six medium-level spiritual stones are needed to activate it. Li Yan has known this for a long time, so before going, he exchanged eight pieces of it with the sect. Shrunk in half again.
What Li Yan didn't expect during the rest of the journey was that the identity of the Demon Sect was so respected and favored.
Although those three second-rate sects do not have teleportation arrays of hundreds of thousands of miles, they do have teleportation arrays of tens of thousands of miles. Even teleportation of tens of thousands of miles requires thousands of low-level spiritual stones to be consumed each time.
However, not a single spiritual stone was collected from these three sects. This made Li Yan realize for the first time the benefits of being in a super sect.
Among the subsequent small sects, those small sects and small families also did not collect the Thousand Mile Teleportation Array.
Although one transmission costs nearly a thousand low-level spiritual stones, which is already an extremely luxury for the small sect, they have no choice but to refuse to accept it no matter what Li Yan wants to give.
"The journey of thousands of miles, even if there is no teleportation, at the speed of Min'er's green gourd, it is estimated that it will take more than half a day."
Gong Chenying's cold voice came from behind. As he spoke, two clouds of mist dissipated, revealing two faces that captivated all sentient beings.
Once here, there was no need to cover her figure. Zhao Min looked around curiously. Although the spiritual energy here was thin, it gave her an extremely fresh feeling.
She has grown up in a place with strong spiritual energy since she was a child, but this is the first time she has experienced a place like this up close.
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 like an ancient goddess has a jade-colored luster, and the extremely black eyebrows spread out on the smooth forehead, setting off a strange and neutral beauty.
After Zhao Min looked around, he blinked his beautiful eyes and saw Li Yan who was looking at her and the two of them 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 hanging in the air.
After looking at each other with Gong Chenying, the two girls stepped onto the gourd again. Li Yan also took a step forward and flew up. After the green gourd circled, it turned into a green light and shot towards the distant sky.
In May, Daqing Mountain is lush and lush, with vegetation as in previous years, with layers of green spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
From time to time, there are wild flowers dotted among the bushes and thorns, some are yellow, some blue, some red, some white, dotted like stars, like the smiles of beauties in the bushes, making the undulating mountains exude the rich atmosphere of late May, 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 stalks are providing thick shade.
The midday sun shines down, the mountains are spacious, and the breeze blows, causing waves of wheat to rise and fall, and the leaves on the edge of the fields to "crash" and make a sound.
It doesn't feel too hot in the mountains in May. The breeze blows, but there is a slight coolness on the body, which complements the sunshine shining on the body, making people feel comfortable.
At this time, in the terraced fields, among the patches of yellow wheat, you can occasionally see silhouettes of people. It is the harvest season, and wheat stacks have been piled up in many fields, waiting to be pulled back for threshing and harvesting.
In a field, a young man was lame, holding a bundle of wheat bundles toward the field. Although his legs and feet were inconvenient, he was not walking slowly. The young man's complexion was dark, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Li Yan's.
On the ridge of the field, he walked a few steps quickly and unloaded the wheat bundle on his shoulder on the field. Then he lifted up the corner of his short-sleeved coarse cloth and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He picked up the porcelain bowl on the field, inserted it directly into the bucket, and scooped up a bowl. A big bowl of cold water, I drank it as soon as I raised my head.
He drank so fast that a lot of water spilled from the corner of his mouth and fell on the front of his clothes, making the sweat-stained 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 sunny these days, so there is no need to be in such a hurry for harvesting."
"Hey, Dad, I know. It's okay. This leg has already healed."
The swarthy young man put down the porcelain bowl and said in agreement. He looked at the old man beside him who had just unloaded a bundle of wheat from his shoulders. Seeing that the old man was panting slightly, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Thinking of the promise he made to his brother, but now he still lets his parents go about their business, he suddenly felt apologetic. This person was none other than Li Yan's third brother, Li Wei.
"Dad, you also said that the weather is fine these days, so you don't need to come. You can stay at home with your mother and take care of Xiao Wu."
The old man beside him was none other than Chang Bo. Over the past few years, Chang Bo had aged a lot. His still straight waist had become gradually stooped, and his face had more wrinkles, but he was still in good spirits.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the only strong worker in the family, but there are fifteen acres of land. How long will it take to harvest like this..."
Chang Bo still had a bad temper, but before he could finish his words, a clear child's voice came from afar.
"Grandpa, grandpa, I... I... I brought you food!"
While he was talking, on the field ridge in the distance, a two or three-year-old child wearing a blue bellyband and holding a steamed bun bigger than his little hand in one hand was running over from a distance.
As the child ran, his calves bumped and jerked, and he still seemed to be walking unsteadily. During the bumpy run, his speech became somewhat intermittent.
Behind the child, two women were following hurriedly. The old woman in front was not very comfortable with her legs. Seeing that the child was running unsteadily, and there were a lot of weeds and wheat stubble in the fields, she shouted anxiously behind her.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, please slow down. There are wheat stubbles everywhere. Don't hurt you. Do you hear me? Slow down..." Behind the old woman, there was a young and dignified woman, carrying food in both hands. He couldn't move fast, but when he saw the child running so fast, he let out a cry.
After saying "Xiao Wu, walk slowly", he followed behind with a smile.
Chang Bo was talking to Li Wei, and when he heard the voices of children behind him, he couldn't help but turn around hastily.
After seeing the three people coming from a distance, and even seeing the children holding steamed buns and running up and down in front of them, a smile appeared on the old face, and even the accumulated wrinkles on the face instantly relaxed.
"Who do I think he is? It turns out to be my good grandson. Xiao Wu already knows that he feels sorry for grandpa. You... 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 met him and held the child in his arms, loving him even more.
After holding him in his arms, he used his gray stubble to gently prick the white and tender arms exposed outside his bellyband, which made the child giggle.
The group of people came to the end of the field, front and back. Li Wei looked at Chang Bo who was holding the child and teasing him, and couldn't help but said.
"Dad, you put Xiao Wu down. You have been busy all morning. If you ask me, don't come over in the afternoon. Just take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother cook. Xiaoyu and I will work in the fields.
Now that you are here, Xiaoyu will not be able to cook with the children when she is at home alone, but it will take up a lot of people. "
While he was talking, the old woman caught up with him breathlessly and kept talking.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu... Grandma won't like it if you are so naughty. What will happen if you get bumped?"
After hearing this, Chang Bo stopped teasing the child in his arms, turned his head and stared.
"You, a mother-in-law, have a lot of troubles. There are so many things about the boys in the mountains. The third and fifth children have not come here like this. If you scratch the surface, you will cry so much that it makes people upset. How could you not know that in the beginning? Marry a woman like you!"
After hearing this, Aunt Chang couldn't help but become submissive, but she still muttered unwillingly.
At this time, the dignified young woman also came over carrying a food box. She also heard Li Wei's words and spoke softly.
"Dad, what my husband said is that as long as my husband and I do the work in the field, you can take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother be free to make meals."
As he spoke, he placed 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, opened the food box without saying a word, took out a small dish, and sat on the ground to eat the steamed buns in his grandson's hand. got up.
After the young woman put down the food box, she went to Li Wei's side and stretched out her hands to help tighten the wheat bundles on the ground. But then she felt something was wrong behind her and couldn't help but look back. All she saw was Xiao Wu throwing clods of soil into the distance. There are no other sounds.
But he saw Chang Bo eating his meal without saying a word, and his mother-in-law's eyes were dim at this time. She walked over to open other food boxes and looked 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 my worries."
After hearing this, the young woman let go of her worries, but she was still curious, as she had never met this uncle before.
After she got married, she occasionally heard Li Wei mention it. It seemed that he had been a high official in Qingshan Pass before, but later the court was in urgent need of recruitment. I heard that his former teacher was also a high official in the court, but he had left long ago. Elsewhere, there is no news from this trip.
When she was at home, Li Wei wouldn't let her mention her brother-in-law. As long as he mentioned it, the two elders would definitely be depressed for a few days. But just now, the father-in-law said it himself, which was a distraction.
After Li Wei patted his wife's hand, he also limped to the head of the field, picked up a piece of steamed bun, and started eating with a bowl of green vegetables. He looked at his mother, whose eyes were a little red, and just gnawed with Mentou. Looking at his father who was holding a steamed bun, Li Yan also felt sad for a while.
The last time Li Yan brought something was four years ago. Through Li Shan, he brought a belt said to be given by the third army master. Finally, the village chief placed it in the ancestral hall. At the same time, he also brought back a lot of silver. After that, there was no more news about this younger brother.
After having no news for several months, Chang Bo was anxious and asked Li Guoxin to go to the military camp to inquire. The last news he got was that Li Yan and his third army division had been transferred elsewhere by the court a few months ago. Even Marshal Hong of Qingshan Pass had moved elsewhere. There is an appointment to transfer 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 inquired about Li Yan's whereabouts, he could not find out 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. However, this wait lasted for several years.
In the past few years, Li Wei also built a new house with the money that Li Yan had brought to his family. He also married a woman from another mountain village dozens of miles away and had a child the next year.
The birth of the third generation brought joy to the Li family and diluted a lot of depression. Chang Bo personally named his grandson Li Wenwu, nicknamed Xiaowu.
Li Wei looked at his son who was squatting on the ridge of the field, poking at ants and bugs on the ground with wheat oranges, 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 was because he wanted Lao Wu. .
He could only sigh in his 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 women wearing hanging gauze hats. They were standing on an official road, looking at a path sloping into Daqing Mountain!