surnamed Wang

Chapter 610 Taoyuan Village

In front of Wang Bingquan and his wife, there appeared a peach blossom forest full of pink, with a range of more than a hundred feet and no other miscellaneous trees. As the breeze blew, pieces of peach blossoms drifted away and fell on the green and tender grass. Yang Dingchun at home lost his mind.

There is a small road in the middle of the peach forest. Although it is covered with petals, the line separating it from the green grass shows that people often come and go.

The two walked forward on the small road, Wang Gingquan kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking about, Yang Dingchun turned around to admire the beautiful scenery while walking forward, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man's expression, and asked:
"Why do you look so preoccupied?"

Wang Gangquan raised his head, with a smile in his eyes, and stretched out his right hand to the woman. The latter froze, and stood there in a daze, letting the other party slowly touch his hand to the top of his head.

Picking off a piece of peach blossom from the opponent's hair, Wang Bingquan said thoughtfully:

"Do you feel that this place is different from the outside world?"

"what?"

Yang Dingchun didn't react for a while, Wang Bingquan continued:
"The wind here is warm, the grass is green, and the whole peach forest exudes a strong fragrance of flowers, which is different from the lush but lifeless environment outside."

Only then did the woman understand what the other party meant, and her pretty face turned pinker than peach blossoms for a moment. I don't know if the man did it on purpose or he really didn't see it. She looked up into the distance and said:
"Listen carefully, there seems to be a cock crowing over there."

Yang Dingchun turned his head in a daze, and there was indeed a rooster crowing faintly in the mountain wind.

"Let's go, we are very close to the goal."

……

The peach trees stretched as far as the eye can see, and the thick petals under his feet were extremely soft to step on. Yang Dingchun simply took off his boots, revealing a pair of white jade feet and stepping on the peach blossoms.

After continuing for a while, Wang Quanquan suddenly stopped in front of him, frowned and turned around and said:

"Do you smell a sour smell? It's been there since just now. It seems that the stinky mandarin fish has been covered in stinky tofu soup for two days."

"you!"

The woman's face turned red in an instant, and she was speechless for a while, as she was always articulate, and tears began to roll in her eyes. Wang Gangquan knew that he was making a big joke, so he quickly lifted the sole of his shoe and said:

"Damn it, it turned out that I stepped on dog shit. It looks quite fresh, but it just means that we are getting closer to our goal."

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Dingchun's face instantly turned from flushed to pale. She walked over barefoot. Doesn't that mean...

The woman really didn't have the guts to look at the soles of her feet. When she raised her head, she met the man's half-smile gaze. Just as she was hesitating, the man turned around and ran away, letting out an extremely piercing laugh.

"asshole!"

Only then did Yang Dingchun realize that he had been tricked, so he casually summoned the golden spear he had seized from Gu Zhulu, and threw it viciously at the opponent's back.

……

The two chased after each other, and they reached the end of the peach forest without knowing it.

A large open area in front is divided into fields of different sizes. There are blue wheat seedlings growing in the fields, and many figures are busy in them. Not far away, the houses are neatly arranged, and each house has a small courtyard with mulberry and bamboo plants. Flowers, some even dug a small pond.

On the ground in the village, the children are playing and playing, followed by their own domestic dogs, one by one sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails to follow the little master, just like a leisurely pastoral scene.

Looking at this scene, Wang Gangquan was in a daze for a while, and the woman couldn't help admiring:

"This scene is so peaceful."

Wang Gangquan nodded and murmured:

"Xanadu."

"How do you know the name of this place?"

Yang Dingchun turned her head with curiosity on her face. This matter is not a secret, but it only exists in the stories passed down from generation to generation by the Yang family. Even before she really came here, she always had doubts about it.

Wang Gingquan didn't explain too much, and walked towards the village with strides, Yang Dingchun quickly followed, and said from the side:

"I'll come to ask later, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Gangquan nodded, but really didn't even say "um".

……

When the two came to the entrance of the village, they happened to meet an old man walking back with a hoe on his shoulders. They didn't need to investigate, and they could tell at a glance that the other party was an ordinary mortal.

Yang Dingchun stepped forward and cupped his hands and said:

"Excuse me, old man, is this place Taoyuan Village?"

The old man raised his straw hat and carefully looked at the pair of young people in front of him. It was the first time he had seen a stranger after living for decades. He nodded and said:

"Yes, I don't know what the two little brothers are doing?"

Yang Dingchun seemed quite happy to hear the title "little brother", and asked with a smile:
"Old man, are there any people in the village who don't need to work and can live comfortably?"

The old man looked strange, pointed to a simple thatched cottage not far away and said:

"Here, he lives there, let the old man talk more, what do you want him for?"

"The junior wants to ask him for a favor."

"Ask him for help?" The old man's face became even more weird, "The old man is also related to him, so I will take you there."

"It's work."

Yang Dingchun bowed to the old man, then raised his eyebrows at Wang Gingquan, as if to show off, a smile flashed in the latter's eyes, and he still didn't say a word.

The three of them came outside the thatched cottage, but the old man didn't knock on the dilapidated fence door. The last time he knocked it accidentally, he was extorted by that bastard for five catties of white flour.

"Is Gensheng at home?" The old man shouted at the top of his voice.

The door was opened with a "squeak", and a slightly scruffy young man walked out while rubbing the ashes on his neck. When he saw the old man, he immediately forced a smile out of his lazy expression:

"Third Uncle, are you here to deliver food again?"

"It's not even the middle of the month yet, so I'm thinking about eating."

The old man looked like he hated iron but not steel, and then introduced to Wang Gangquan and the two:
"His name is Gensheng. He is a well-known lazy man in the village. He hasn't married a wife in his twenties. He eats too much and is lazy all day long. No one wants to marry him. People in the village are afraid that he will starve to death. he…"

Halfway through the old man's speech, he was interrupted by the young man:

"Uncle, if you want to talk about right and wrong, you have to hide something behind your back. I'm still here."

"Why, you know it's embarrassing? If you really have the backbone, just take care of the bit of land left by your parents. I haven't thought about resting for a long time, and you, a young man, are just waiting to die. "

The two people next to him have now understood what it means to co-author "You can live without worrying about food and clothing". Wang Gingquan smiled and looked at Yang Dingchun, his eyes were full of gloating. Find a crack in the ground and drill in.

The debate between the uncle and nephew was still not over, the young man pouted and said:
"I'm going to be a fairy, how can I have the time to plant that shitty land? When the Holy Spirit agrees to accept me as an apprentice, I will return your rice noodles a hundredfold."

"You're still a fairy like this? It's more diligent to go to Sanjiao Mountain every year than to go to your father's grave, but up to now you haven't even seen the face of the Holy Spirit."

"As long as you are sincere, gold and stone will open. Sooner or later, a fairy will be moved by me. Old man, just wait and see."

"Hey you little bastard, see if I don't teach you for your father."

The old man was old, but he was stunned by the young man's beard and stare. He raised his hoe and was about to rush in. Seeing this, Wang Gangquan hurriedly stopped him. Judging from the conversation just now, the boy seemed to know the Holy Spirit. Even if he wanted to beat him, he had to wait. They come up with words.

Seeing that the old man was really angry, the young man named Gen Sheng obviously lost his momentum, but he still muttered:
"I'm a little bastard, so what are you?"

Thanks to the old man's deafness, otherwise he would have to fight with his life.

Fearing that the two would quarrel again, Wang Gangquan hurriedly interjected, "So, the little brother knows the Holy Spirit?"

The young man nodded, "Not only do we know each other, but we are very close."

"Then can I trouble my little brother to recommend it?"

"What on earth do you guys do?"

At this moment, Gen Sheng began to scrutinize the two of them seriously. The young man who spoke was handsome and handsome, and he was like a toad in front of the other party. He didn't like it.But the woman next to him is quite to his liking. Although she is dressed like a tomboy, she has good facial features and picturesque features. Wouldn't it be beautiful if she changed into a woman's dress and married home.

Yang Dingchun saw that the other party was looking at him fixedly, and the halazi was about to flow out, so he couldn't help feeling disgusted, but after more than a hundred years of practice, he still had some xinxing, so he patiently showed his temper and smiled:

"Little brother, we want to pay a visit to Senior Holy Spirit. If Senior is happy, we will be brothers and sisters in the future."

"Girl, I like to hear that. The place where the Holy Spirit lives is not far away, but it's a bit dangerous, but you don't have to worry about it with me."

Gensheng walked out as he spoke, Yang Dingchun glanced at Wang Bingquan, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, the latter smiled and shook his head, and followed.

……

Gensheng is very talkative, and he can chatter with anyone in the village for a long time on weekdays. Everyone has serious business, and most of them will walk around when they see him.

The adults didn't want to play with him, so he went to the children, gave each of them a handful of fried noodles, and asked them to sit under the peach tree at the head of the village and listen to his bragging.

I don't know where he got so many weird stories, and he didn't even tell them for a long time. .

Gensheng seemed to have spotted this good-looking girl, and kept bragging about how familiar he was with Holy Spirit. When he saw her, Yang Dingchun was bored, but he could only pretend to be convinced. With an unsuspecting appearance, he even praised a few words from time to time.

The three of them followed the path and soon came to a mountain wall.

The mountain wall appeared in the open plain, and it looked a bit abrupt. Its shape was like an upside-down triangle, and the surrounding rock walls sloped downward. Unless one had the arm strength of an ape, one could not climb at all.

Gensheng pointed to a dark hole on the cliff and said:

"That's where the Holy Spirit lives. I don't know if you have the ability to go up there."

"Excuse me, little brother, have you ever been up there?" Wang Bingquan raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the cave.

Gensheng, who has always been eloquent, suddenly hesitated. He has indeed climbed more than once in these years, but all of them ended in failure. The whole person fell down.

Just when he thought his little life was going to be here, he opened his eyes and saw that he had fallen asleep under the peach tree for some reason. At first he thought he was daydreaming and had a dream, but after trying several times in a row, it was the same. Only then was he sure that he was saved by the gods.

The legend of the holy spirit has a long history. Although no one in the village has seen it, Gensheng firmly believes in it. Over time, he has the illusion that he is very familiar with the holy spirit, and even thinks that he will become a fairy one day.

After pointing out the location for the two, the young man took the lead to go down the rock wall and climb up. Years of practice made him as light as a monkey. Also be careful.

Wang Gangquan raised his head and looked at the figure of the other party who was sometimes jumping and sometimes hanging upside down, and said with sincere admiration:
"It's truly remarkable that a mortal can do this."

"Using this spirit in farming, he probably made a fortune long ago. His aptitude is not ordinary. Even if the Holy Spirit is willing to accept him, I'm afraid he won't be able to reach Jindan in this life."

Yang Dingchun's tone was slightly disdainful, and he jumped up into the sky after speaking. Wang Gingquan glanced at Gensheng who was crumbling, and then flew towards the entrance of the cave.

The young man carefully climbed onto a protruding stone, and planned to take a look at the other two during the break, but he didn't want to see a figure flying by as soon as he lowered his head. He was very familiar with that handsome face without the slightest trace of fireworks.

Gensheng was surprised, lost his grip on one of his hands, and fell straight down. Just when he thought he was about to wake up from the peach tree again, a big hand grabbed his neck.

The young man glanced at the young man who had saved him, and then at the woman above, feeling ashamed for the first time in his life, when Wang Quanquan's voice came from his ear:

"Don't look, she is almost two hundred years old."

"Ah? Doesn't that mean you can be my grandma?"

"Heh, it's more than enough to be my grandma."

While talking, the two had come to the bottom of the cave entrance, and after passing through a wind wall, Gensheng stepped into the cave for the first time.

……

Yang Dingchun was the first to enter the residence of the Holy Spirit. After calming down his excitement, he knelt down in a respectful manner and said:

"Junior Yang Dingchun, pay homage to Senior Holy Spirit."

The cave is vast, and the woman's echo has not dissipated for a long time, but there was no response for a long time, Gensheng whispered when he saw it:
"Do you think it is possible that the Holy Spirit is not at home at all?"

"Or maybe he's dead."

Wang Gangquan said something in a calm tone that made the faces of the two of them change.

Gensheng discovered something at this time, pointing to a smooth stone wall in front of him and said:

"What do you see over there?"

The two followed his fingers to look over, but they saw a pool in the center of the cave, with a stone bridge built on it, the water quality was clear, it didn't look like no one had lived there for a long time, the end of the stone bridge was what Root was pointing at.

It was a white jade mirror as tall as a person, and the mirror surface reflected the light from the entrance of the cave, reflecting the entire cave abode brightly.

Yang Dingchun got up quickly, and walked to the jade mirror in three steps at a time. She ran her fingers slowly across it, and there was no dust floating on it.

Wang Gangquan and the other two also walked up to them, staring at the blurred scene in the mirror, wondering why the mirror that could illuminate the whole room couldn't reflect people.

Gensheng frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said:
"I remembered. There is a legend in the village that there is a strange mirror in the residence of the Holy Spirit. Except for the Holy Spirit and the chosen ones, no one can reflect the image."

Yang Dingchun frowned slightly. It is said that the Yang family did not, but Taoyuan Village is located at the foot of the Holy Spirit, so it is natural to know more secret information.

Thinking of this, she regained her confidence, stood in front of the jade mirror, lightly pressed her palm on the mirror, and a trace of spiritual energy poured out.

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(End of this chapter)