Why is her master's mind full of big white geese
Jianchou was really unable to understand it. For a moment, he wanted to cut open Fudaoshanren’s brain to see if there were a thousand white geese flying inside.
She was stunned for a long time, and replied stiffly: "No."
Fudao Shanren immediately showed a look of disappointment, stamping his feet and said, "Master, why did you accept such an unlucky disciple like you! You didn't even know to raise a few more geese. It's really a sin, a sin... My Green Leaf Ancestor, how did I meet you?"
The screams were so tragic that anyone who saw them felt sad and anyone who heard them cried.
It can be seen that Chou only noticed one word: "Who is the Green Leaf Ancestor?"
Fudao Shanren rolled his eyes at her and said, "She is a very powerful old witch. You are not allowed to mention her!"
"It was obviously you, Master, who brought it up first." Jianchou said in a low voice.
"What did you say?"
"nothing… "
Seeing how fierce Fudaoshanren was, Jianchou knew that he probably couldn't mention this "Green Leaf Ancestor" anymore, so he quickly shut up.
"I'll go back to the house and clean up."
She turned around and hurried into the house.
It was still dark and deep in the night.
The oil lamp in the room was still burning quietly, and the flickering flame made the light in the whole room flicker.
Jianchou lifted the curtain of the inner room, and a cloud of dust flew up. The furnishings in the inner room were the same as before.
She remembered that when she and Xie Buchen had just moved here, they had received favors from many people. Now that she was leaving, she had to repay these favors.
There was a bronze mirror placed on the ordinary Pisces cabinet, dimly reflecting the shadow of Jianchou.
She saw some scattered rouge and powder on the table, which she had used in the past. She remembered that the girl from the Liu family not far away liked these things very much, so maybe she could leave them to her...
Thinking this, Jianchou sat down in front of the dressing mirror.
She stretched out her hand to let down her hair that was tied up in a bun, and suddenly, a black waterfall fell down.
The smooth hair stuck to Jianchou's cheeks. She slowly combed her hair and tied it into a simple bun again.
There were still clean clothes in the suitcase, so Jianchou took them out and changed the blood-stained dress.
She was wearing a light green dress with the hem fluttering in the air, swaying as she walked.
She looked at herself in the mirror again, vaguely recalling that she had only worn that bun that represented her marriage for three months.
Reaching out his hand, Jianchou slowly turned the bronze mirror over and gently placed it on the table, leaving only the pattern on the back of the mirror exposed.
Without even another glance, Jianchou turned around and went to pack up things in the house.
When Xie Buchen left, he took nothing with him.
Not even a penny.
Jianchou found out, but he didn't know what to feel and could only curl his lips meaninglessly.
She went to find a large piece of green coarse cloth, spread it on the table outside, and put all the packed things on the cloth.
Soon, it was covered with odds and ends, even a small axe.
She put the necessary clothes for changing into another small bag, and some loose change into a purse tied around her waist.
Standing in front of the table outside, the light of the oil lamp had dimmed a lot.
The oil in the lamp is gradually running out.
Jianchou didn't refill the oil on it, but just turned his head to look at the table.
The sewing basket appeared before her eyes again.
Inside, the silver lock with a red rope lay quietly.
Outside, Fudaoshanren howled for a long time, but Jianchou didn't pay any attention to him, so he had to stop in disappointment and wait for her to finish packing and come out.
But after waiting for a long time, I only heard various noises such as ding-dong-dong.
He wondered for a moment: Are there so many things to pack
Really impatient to wait, Fudaoshanren walked in and saw Jianchou standing beside the table, on which was a pile of miscellaneous things!
"My Green Leaf Ancestor, are you traveling or moving? You are already a cultivator, why do you still carry so many things?"
Hurry up and take out a chicken leg to eat to calm your nerves!
Fudaoshanren really didn't expect that Chou was a very smart girl, so why was it so troublesome for her to go out
Jianchou shook his head: "Not all of them are to be taken away."
Her voice was calm, with an indescribable melancholy in it.
He reached out and finally picked up the silver lock strung with a red rope from the sewing basket.
The warm fingertips stroked the cold patterns, and Jianchou felt a burning sensation in his heart.
She blinked her eyes, forced back the tears, put away the silver lock, and said, "I'm fine, Master, let's go."
After saying that, she put the small bag of clothes on her shoulder, and with her other hand she picked up another larger bag, and even the axe.
The corners of Fudaoshanren's mouth twitched constantly: "It's okay to take the bag, but what on earth do you want to do with the axe?!"
Jianchou said calmly, "It's better than holding a goose."
"… "
Wow, this disciple seems to have such a poisonous tongue!
Fudaoshanren felt hurt and didn't want to talk anymore.
Jianchou gently blew out the oil lamp, and a wisp of green smoke rose in the darkness.
Only outside the house, there was frosty white moonlight.
A pile of silver coins.
Jianchou went out, closed the door, passed the goose fence, and finally stood at the door.
Looking back, the courtyard in front of me is very simple.
The surroundings were quiet, with the occasional sound of insects chirping.
The previous twenty-three years of her life passed by quietly without any major ups and downs.
This small farmyard was the end point of her twenty-three years.
And after tonight, she will embark on an unknown road.
What will happen next
She doesn't know.
The moment he turned around, Jianchou seemed to have let go of all the things in the past.
She walked out of the door and saw Fudao Zhenren following out with a big white goose in his arms, so she smiled.
“Squeak.”
She closed the door again.
“Wow.”
Hang the copper lock on the door and press it lightly to lock it.
Jianchou put the key next to the door frame as usual, as if she was just going on a long trip and would be back later.
Fudao Shanren looked at this scene, holding a big white goose in one hand, a broken bamboo pole in the other, a wine gourd hanging on his waist, and a very inexplicable smile on his face.
"Hey, you're feeling complicated, right?"
“Not really.”
Just a little bit.
Jianchou let out a breath slowly, then turned around and resumed her journey back the way she came.
Fudaoshanren pointed to the other end and said, "Your home is at the easternmost end of the village. If we just keep going east, we will be out of the village. Why are you going that way?"
Jianchou didn't answer.
She walked forward.
At this time, the people in the village had already rested, and it was dark everywhere. Only the stars in the sky seemed particularly bright.
The family closest to Jianchou's home is surnamed Xu.
When she and Xie Buchen first moved in, they had received help from this family. Some time ago, Xie Buchen even borrowed an axe from their family to make a stool.
Jianchou bent down and placed the small axe in his hand against the closed door of the Xu family.
Next, it’s the Li family, the Zhang family…
At night, Jianchou's figure lingered in front of door after door.
She also brought out rouge and powder, put them in a small box, and placed it at the door of Liu's house.
Maybe, tomorrow morning when the sun climbs out of the valley and illuminates the entire village, the eldest girl from the Liu family will wake up, open the door, and show a surprised expression
Thinking of this, Jianchou smiled lightly, put down the box, clapped his hands and straightened his back.
At this time, the big bag she brought with her was gone, leaving only a simple small bag.
During the whole process, Fudaoshanren looked at her as if she were a monster at first, but later on he was filled with admiration.
Jianchou returned and walked outside with Fudaoshanren, smiling and saying, "Master, don't you think I'm weird?"
"Not surprising." Fudao Shanren walked lightly and leisurely. "A favor should be repaid, and a favor should be returned. This is the truest emotion, and Shanren likes it."
The most passionate and natural
Jianchou didn't know whether this sentence could really be applied to himself.
She thought, since the master said so, she would just accept it.
The two walked forward and soon arrived at the old tree in the middle of the village.
Jianchou took a look and saw that Fudaoshanren stopped and looked at the red silk cloth for making wishes floating in the air.
He said, "Hang up your silver lock."
"Master?"
Jianchou looked up in surprise.
"Why?"
"After all, it's all in the past, you have to let it go." said Fudaoshanren.
Jianchou subconsciously frowned and shook his head, indicating that he was unwilling, and smiled bitterly: "My unborn child only left me such a small thought, and I can't take it away?"
Fudaoshanren looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly: "Forget it, let's go."
Maybe she will understand later.
Jianchou looked back at the old tree. The moonlight was shining on its branches. The red silk was swaying in the wind. Some were new and some were old, just like countless people and countless wishes.
She silently pondered the meaning of Fudaoshanren's request for her to do this, but in the end she was unwilling to put down the silver lock. She just put aside all these countless thoughts and walked out.
"Master, where are we going?"
"Well… "
Fudao Shanren scratched his head, holding the big white goose, and thought.
"Do you know the Nineteen Continents?"
"have no idea."
Jianchou answered honestly.
Fudao Shanren smiled and said, "Cultivators have great abilities, and the strong ones are capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, so they have never been with ordinary people. The world you live in now is the Great Xia Dynasty, which is a large piece of land surrounded by sea. We call it the 'isolated island on earth'. There have always been immortal mountains overseas. If you cross the sea, you will reach the 19 continents, where cultivators gather and powerful people are everywhere. We are going there. Master has something to do on the way. Let's go."
After saying that, he hugged the big white goose and was about to move forward.
The stars in the sky are still shining.
Jianchou was walking on the mountain path, and the small village behind her was already very far away from her.
She glanced at the big white goose that Fudao Shanren was holding, and with a smile in her eyes, she said, "Master, do you still want to carry the goose?"
"Goose?" Fudao Shanren was stunned and slapped his forehead, "Well, how about I eat it before I leave?"
"eat… "
Jianchou laughed inexplicably, as if he couldn't hold it back.
"Master, I have raised this goose for a long time. Although I gave it to you as a gift, I still have some feelings for it... Um, I didn't tell you that you could eat it just now."
"Ah?" Fudao Shanren was a little confused. "When you asked me to take you in as my apprentice, didn't you say that the big white goose would go with me..."
"oh… "
Jianchou seemed to suddenly realize something, and then his expression dimmed.
"That's right. The big white goose will go with you. Please let it go, Master."
"… "
W-What?!
Fudaoshanren instantly showed an expression as if struck by lightning: "You you you you actually tricked me!!!"
The sad and angry voice instantly spread throughout the entire forest, startling a group of sleeping birds.