Zhou Fei did not move.
She is like a traveler who has come back after a long journey. She may not be unhappy, but she is very tired. She is so tired that she does not want to speak when she sees her relatives who care about her every day. As if indifferent.
Zhou Fei stood by the water for a while, and saw the fine waves slap the rocks on the shore back and forth. Some of the fishing nets fell into the water. strange luster. After a long while, she lightly poked the ground with her broken cover, took out a small porcelain bottle, and said, "I found the legendary 'Zhuming Firetail', which was ground into powder before I brought it back. I don't know if there is any Useless."
Zhou Fei got the map from Zhou Yitang and ran to dig Liang Shao's tomb upside down.
Liang Xiangye was also miserable. Before his death, he was exhausted. After his death, there was no peace. The grave was dug up more than once. When Zhou Fei went, he couldn't even find his bones. The "three longs and two shorts" are very bleak. Fortunately, the visitors who came first were very purposeful in finding things. Most of the funeral objects did not move. Zhou Fei took out all the things related to the Great Medicine Valley, and sent them to Penglai. , sent it to what should be followed.
Over the years, Zhou Fei has followed the book "Hundred Poisons" by Lu Run, a prodigy who has gone astray in the past, and has traveled through countless strange places in the world. A connoisseur of precious herbs, the results always seem to be unsatisfactory, and it is difficult to cure the symptoms.
Sometimes Zhou Fei would also think, if she was Xie Yun, would she be willing to hang her breath like this and spend most of her life in a coma
Just thinking about it makes her feel crazy.
Zhou Fei often felt discouraged when her thoughts were so sluggish, but she was also a little paranoid in her nature. Although she was discouraged, she never gave up. After a night of depression, she could still "resurrection" the next day.
Xie Yun's awake time was very short. At the beginning, he was forced to wake up by the three elders on his island when he was healing with internal force. He was almost unconscious. The "Jiaoxiang" made by Jiaodan has just turned a corner, and has been able to get up and move around for a while now, but unfortunately... Zhou Fei hurried to catch up, but still didn't catch up.
Zhou Fei said softly, "I haven't found the kind of inner strength that Master Tongming said."
The old fisherman was not surprised. He pulled the fishing net in his hands attentively, and said without raising his head, "I heard that your footsteps were a little heavy when you came in, and you seemed to be hesitant, so you knew there was no result."
There are actually four people in the legendary "Penglai Immortal". In order to save Xie Yun, a senior passed away without the knowledge of the other three, and has passed away. Now, there is only one eminent monk, Tongming, and the other one who is in the dark. Guozijian, Master Lin, who loves misunderstanding children, and this old fisherman.
This old man dressed as a fisherman is named Chen Junfu. His name and appearance are unremarkable. Not many people know about it, but the things he makes are very famous. Later, it fell into the invulnerable "Mu Yunsha" in the hands of Zheng Luosheng, the master of Qinglong.
Legend has it that this person has a pair of hands that can turn stone into gold, and he is good at everything, such as organs, weapons, and treasures.
Compared with Master Tongming, who always speaks in a Zen machine, and Master Lin, who is less than four or six years old, Zhou Fei is more willing to chat with this old Chen.
For more than three years, even though Zhou Fei was born with a hopping temperament, she has calmed down after repeated disappointments. She sat with the old fisherman and said dejected words, but there was no turbulence on her face, as if she was just chatting with him at home. Same.
Zhou Fei asked, "Old Chen, what if I can't find it in the end?"
The old fisherman took out a strangely-shaped shuttle and started weaving another layer of net at a hand speed that could not be seen clearly. Mole's satin is even thinner.
Although Chen Jun's hands were fast, he spoke very slowly. He said quietly: "The first time Lao Lin saw you, he wanted to play tricks. At that time, you had nothing to do with him. Now it's only two or three years. I don't dare to mess with you anymore, do you know why?"
Although Zhou Fei is a martial arts idiot, there are times when she doesn't want to discuss martial arts. Hearing the words, she said sullenly, "I don't know, boxing is afraid of young people? Maybe it's because of his old man's 'faith' that he recites too much, and the more he lives, the more he goes back."
Chen Junfu stretched out his hand and gently pulled the fishing line, and the fishing line was cut off by him cleanly. He raised his dark face, squinted and smiled at Zhou Fei, and said, "Because other people are either walking uphill or downhill, or standing still, their feet are ups and downs, and they all have their place. You are different. You are not walking on a slope, but a cliff. There is no way between the stone steps. You can only jump up desperately. I had to fall to pieces, this is the way to die and then live - I ask you, have you ever been afraid?"
Zhou Fei was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "En."
It's human nature to be afraid, but she was infected with bad luck by Xie Yun. Every time she was in danger, she seemed to be stuck in the cracks of stones. Useless.
Chen Junfu asked, "What do you do when you are afraid?"
"I just thought that I was actually on the first floor... or on the stone steps higher. When I thought about my confidence, I felt that this step was out of the question." Zhou Fei pursed her lips and nodded at Chen Junfu, reluctantly. He smiled and said, "I see, thank you Old Chen for your guidance."
"What are you pointing out, it's just to teach you to deceive yourself and feel better, let's go." Chen Junfu waved at her and got busy again.
Zhou Fei turned around and walked into the cave where Xie Yun was retreating. As soon as she arrived at the door, she already felt that the heat wave was spreading out, and a peculiar fragrance came out from it. Internal cultivation can achieve twice the result with half the effort - just don't stay for a long time, otherwise it will damage the meridians.
The cave mansion was brightly lit by the wealthy old people from Penglai. There were no torches on the walls, but all the night pearls the size of fists. Zhou Fei was stunned when she entered. On the stone wall, a piece of rhododendron was painted with heavy colors. The painting is very good. The red hunting red can almost be faked. The flame-like red waves came, which made people take a look, and the lingering depression in his chest seemed to lighten a bit.
In the fragrance of Jiao, a person who had lost a lot of weight was lying quietly on it, his pale face was a little bloodier than the painting on the wall, and he was holding a crimson warm jade in his hand.
Zhou Fei walked slowly to his side and sat down, feeling that the whole cave was as hot as a stove, and Xie Yun could still be cooler with the big ice cubes.
She looked up at the painting on the wall and said to Xie Yun, "You painted it? Tsk, you are quite leisurely."
Naturally, the person lying down couldn't answer, but Xie Yun answered - Zhou Fei's eyes swept across the red cuckoo on the whole wall, and found a few lines of inscriptions and signed them in the corner, and first inscribed Bai Lotian's "Looking back at Taoli". They are all colorless, reflecting that the hibiscus is not a flower.” Later, he said, “After a big dream, in the dream, I saw mountains and flowers like emeralds. If I saw an old friend, I was overjoyed.”
Zhou Fei laughed involuntarily when she saw the words "think about it".
Then, when she saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the small table next to her, she jumped down from the stone bed, walked lightly to the small table, and flipped through the letter Xie Yun left her.
I saw a few paintings spread out on the table, the first one was of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl, very childish, slender and beautiful, standing on one leg on a large rock, tilting her head and looking out of the painting, her eyes widened. Flying, looking very arrogant.
Zhou Fei raised her eyebrows in surprise, vaguely remembering that this was the first time she saw Xie Yun in Xi Mojiang Middle School when she was young. She couldn't remember a little, but she didn't expect Xie Yun's writing to be so complete. Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat at first... Unexpectedly, when she saw the inscription, she changed from being moved to being angry - that unfortunate thing surnamed Xie named this painting "Shui Cao Jing's Childhood".
The second picture shows a young girl, grown up, with a handsome face, holding a skull in her hand, and is placing it on a pile of skeletons, next to a pile of dark shadows, only a beam of moonlight shines down, Falling on the girl's back.
This time, Zhou Fei suppressed the turbulence in her heart, and read the question first, and saw that the painting said "The majestic water and grass spirit goes to the cave alone, preparing for the battle of the Black Big Dipper Eight Hundred Little Kings".
Zhou Fei: "…"
She gritted her teeth in place and glanced back at Xie Yun. I wonder if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Xie Yun still had a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.
For a split second, Zhou Fei suddenly felt that her feeling of dragging her feet was really unnecessary. This layman thought that he could play like this, and it seemed that he was still far from death.
She secretly cursed "Damn" and opened the third painting angrily.
The third picture shows a young girl, who is a little older than the previous girl. The facial features are exactly the same as the first two, but the person is smiling. She is wearing a red dress with flying corners and temples like crow feathers. , with the same look, standing in the middle of a large azalea, carrying a long knife behind his back.
Zhou Fei was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt inexplicably that she really should wear such a red dress.
Immediately, she shook her head again and looked at Xie Yun's inscription on the ruined painting. The inscription said: "The immortal in the painting is."
"It's" something, it disappeared after that, Zhou Fei searched for it for a while, and found two words in the corner: "Guess".
Zhou Fei couldn't help but ask, "Your painting is called 'Guess'?"
Xie Yun was silent, but following her movements, a small envelope fell on the scroll with a note attached to it, saying, "I guessed wrong, it's not you, it's my daughter-in-law."
Zhou Fei opened the envelope in disbelief, and saw that the familiar handwriting of "Lie Hate Building" and "The Voice of Jackdaw" was written neatly and neatly.
"A Fei," he wrote, "I am very happy to hear that you are coming soon. There are many shrimp soldiers and crabs on the coast of the East China Sea, all of whom are of the same family as you. It is very delicious to dip in oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and minced ginger. You can share it with you. so close...”
Xie Yun's letter didn't mention a single word, nor did he thank her miserably for running around. While joking to entertain her, he listed the delicious and fun things in Penglai and asked her to look at the pillow. The small box of her, mysteriously said that there were "exotic treasures" in it, but Zhou Fei opened it according to her words and found a pile of shells that made her laugh and laugh.
At the end, Xie Yun pitifully begged: "The pen and ink have all been placed on the second stone table, I have your pity, the long discussion is very good, just a few words can be used, I hope you can reply one or two, and explain my thoughts in the pen."
Then he added superfluous instructions: "Also: the pen and ink are only for writing on paper, do not use it for other purposes."
Zhou Fei didn't want to do anything with a pile of pen and ink. After reading this sentence, she was instantly inspired. She grinned, rolled up her sleeves, dipped in the thick ink, and came to the ignorant Xie Yun, thinking: "This is But you asked for it yourself."
She stretched out her hand to compare Xie Yun's face, and then decisively swiped her pen. She started to smash flowers on Duan Wang's face with nose and eyes. First, she drew a rounded edge on his face, and then His eyebrows were drawn into two black bars, three beards were hooked on each side of his face, and finally a straight "king" was added between his foreheads.
After painting, Zhou Fei tilted her head and looked at him for a moment, but still felt that something was missing, so she pulled Xie Yun's empty hand over and wrote on his palm, "I need a beating."
Zhou Fei hovered in the furnace-like cave for a while, and when she came out again, the hesitation and exhaustion that she had come from were swept away.
Chen Junfu said without raising his head, "Are you gone?"
"Let's go." Zhou Fei nodded at him, "Chongyang still has to go home. Once Cao Zhongkun dies, my father will probably be busy again. I'll look around again and find a way to get another gall."
"Don't worry, there is enough to burn for a few years." Chen Junfu said, raised his hand and threw a bright object to her, "Take it."
Zhou Fei caught it, and saw that it was a close-fitting soft armor, slender in size, and the tentacles were as light as nothing: "Mu Yunsha?"
"What kind of rubbish is Mu Yunsha?" Chen Junfu laughed, "but it's not a big deal. I have leftover scraps the size of a palm from my fishing net. If I make something that no one else can wear, it's enough for you. Old man How about giving it a name called 'Caixia'?"
Zhou Fei: "…"
No wonder Xie Yun still has a hobby of collecting shells.