Talk about the world of mortals in detail

On the Huangquan Road outside Wangchuan Bridge, all the energy up to Yi Baokang had disappeared in the light of reincarnation. Yi Shuyuan tapped his ruler lightly on the frame of the folding fan.

"Pa~"

The voice was crisp but not loud, ripples appeared around Yi Shuyuan, and the power of the netherworld gradually dissipated.

At this moment, the depressing feeling faded away. Yi Shuyuan was still fine, but Hui Mian let out a long sigh of relief.

"call"

Yi Shuyuan put the magic weapon in his sleeve.

Under such circumstances, when performing the Tiangang Transformation, the power of Netherworld Reincarnation is both a boost and a devouring force. Even if one takes Star Luo Pill and three Yuan Yang Pills first, there is no need to mention the fatigue and loss involved.

It's just that although the body is weak, the mood is relaxed.

When the sky changes, success or failure seems to depend on the future.

But the moment Yi Shuyuan put all his magic power into it, he had a clear understanding in his heart that success was just a matter of time.

This is not because Yi Shuyuan's magic power is insufficient. Unlike the little stone back then, which was looking for a place to be born alone, the two elders of the Yi family have already been reincarnated separately, whether they are humans or animals. It takes more than one lifetime to gather together.

The transformation of yin and yang in creation also relies on the power of reincarnation of heaven and earth. The fate of sentient beings is tied to heaven and earth, and they will naturally rise and fall in it. It is useless to wait in the underworld. The sooner we leave, the faster we will meet.

"gentlemen."

"how?"

Yi Shuyuan retracted his gaze from the other side of the Wangchuan Bridge and looked sideways at Hui Mian on his shoulder. The latter hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a smile on his furry mink face.

"do not have much left."

Yi Shuyuan didn't say anything else, turned around and walked back the way he came.

On the way back, Hui Mian looked at Yi Shuyuan from time to time, and occasionally looked back at the Wangchuan Bridge, which seemed to have been invisible as soon as he left.

In fact, Hui Mian just wanted to ask my husband, did he know that you were an immortal at the moment when you were safe and well before reincarnation?

But before the words came out of his mouth, Hui Mian held back and said, "Do you know?" It seems unlikely. If you say you don't know, it doesn't seem possible. There is a clear understanding between the brothers. Baokang must have at least had suspicions.

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Yi Baokang's tomb is also on Shannan Hill in Kuonan Mountain, and the Yi family's life seems to be gradually returning to normal.

It's just that some people who seemed calm and even a little indifferent to outsiders when Yi Baokang passed away occasionally grieved alone at night, like Yi Baokang's first wife Zhao.

But time is the best healer. When the Spring Festival comes, the joy of the New Year finally washes away the sadness. During this Spring Festival, Xihe Village is still lively.

After the snow melted in spring, the Yi family returned to their old life.

On this day, Yi Shuyuan got up early, arranged the bed and indoor tables, chairs and utensils neatly and meticulously, and then placed a letter from home on the table.

It was still dark now, so Yi Shuyuan walked out of the door and closed it gently. He walked to the front yard alone and opened the latch of the door, slowly opening it with a low "creak" sound.

When Yi Shuyuan walked out of the door, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Uncle."

Yi Shuyuan looked back and saw that Yi Yongan, who had also woken up early in the morning, was in the station yard, holding a fishing rod and carrying a fishing basket on his back.

Seeing that his uncle was silent, Yi Yongan asked carefully.

"Where are you going?"

Yi Shuyuan just looked at Yi Yongan like this without saying anything.

The uncle and nephew were silent for a long time. Yi Yongan wanted to speak several times but seemed to not know what to say. It took a while before he said anything.

"I'll give it to you."

"Um."

Just like when they went to Yuanjiang County for the first time, Yi Shuyuan and Yi Yongan walked out of the village together and followed the road in the village.

Yi Shuyuan was fine. Yi Yongan was thinking hard about something to talk about, but he was too stupid to say anything. It seemed that nothing he said was appropriate. I am obviously so stupid, why do I have to be so clear now?

"Uncle, how big was the fish that pulled me into the water that year? If I caught it, would it be enough to feed the whole village?"

The corners of Yi Shuyuan's lips raised, and then he laughed again.

"Hehehehehe."

"Uncle, why are you laughing?"

"Hahahahahaha."

Yi Shuyuan's laughter did not stop, and Yi Yongan seemed to suddenly react.

"I can't catch any fish, right?"

Yi Shuyuan stopped smiling and wanted to nod but changed his mind and said with the smile that still remained.

"The fish is very big, but it's not necessarily impossible to catch. I can only say that you were too anxious at that time!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Yongan slapped his thigh hard.

"Oh! I'll just say it!"

The two of them talked and laughed all the way to the fork in the road, heading to Yuanjiang County on one side and Xihekou on the other.

"Go ahead, the weather is not bad today, maybe a big fish will take the bait."

"well"

Yi Yong'an agreed, but did not go that way. He just stood there. Yi Shuyuan looked at him for a while, patted his shoulder, and then turned and walked to the other way.

"Uncle. Dad is gone, but we are still here. Will you come back?"

"Have a good life and don't worry about me!"

Yi Shuyuan's voice came, and the people were gradually leaving. Yi Yongan stood there for a while, as if the long-standing doubts in his heart that he had not been clear about for a long time were solved. After thinking about it, he still picked up the fishing gear and went there. Xihekou.

At the entrance of Xihe Village, Tutu Gong appeared and bowed in the direction where Yi Shuyuan left.

On the way to Yuanjiang County, Hui Mian got out of Yi Shuyuan's collar.

"Hey, sir, if you really want to leave directly, why do you still go through the front door and let Yong An find out?"

Yi Shuyuan didn't answer, but Hui Mian didn't wait for him to answer and rushed out.

Hui Mian Yufeng flew to the E River, shouting in the sky and into the water as he flew along the river.

"Jiang Zhuer—Zhuer—Jiang Zhuer—"

Not long after, the water exploded on a section of the river, and the current carried Jiang Zhuer out of the water, looking at the sky and wondering.

"What's wrong?"

Hui Mian fell on Jiang Zhuer's shoulder.

“Do me a favor and let Yong An catch more fish!”

Jiang Zhuer thought it was a big deal. When she heard this, she immediately patted her chest.

"It's a small matter, take care of it on me!"

"Okay, I'll leave first!"

After saying this, Hui Mian jumped up again and flew towards the county seat.

In Yuanjiang County, Yi Shuyuan made a special trip to visit Wu Minggao and stayed for most of the day. He did not say goodbye until it was almost dusk. After that, he walked all the way up and out of the county from the north gate.

After more than a mile out of the city, Yi Shuyuan gradually began to change. His old appearance gradually faded away, his skin became thicker, and the feeling of old age in his heart gradually diminished.

When they arrived at the flowing water and red flowers, Yi Shuyuan had returned to the way he was before returning home from heaven.

"Sir, you have changed back and don't pretend to be an old man anymore!"

Hui Mian said this, but Yi Shuyuan shook his head.

"Sir, I have indeed aged at home these past few years. I am not pretending. After all these years at home, the world has changed so much, which is also impressive!"

As he spoke, the wind blew under Yi Shuyuan's feet. At first, he was swaying, carrying Yi Shuyuan swaying, and then the strong wind blew up and lifted his body up from the ground.

To put it into perspective, not counting the trivial tricks like melting into the wind and going to the Yin Division of Yuanjiang County, Yi Shuyuan has not really traveled on the wind for almost twenty years!

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Riding the wind to the sky, immortals traveling thousands of miles, Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes and walked, not asking for speed, it was better to go with the wind. When he opened his eyes again, it was early morning again, and Yanshan Mountain was already at his feet.

Yi Shuyuan looked around and saw that the place where the skylight fell in the distance was Dayong Capital Chengtian Mansion.

After so many years, Xihe Village seemed to have remained unchanged, and Yi Shuyuan did not take the initiative to use magic to calculate the number of days. However, there were many letters from various parties, which made Yi Shuyuan understand that the world was actually changing a lot.

When flying over Chengtian Mansion, Yi Shuyuan saw something special, so he changed his original plan of just passing by and landed on Chengtian Mansion City.

But Yi Shuyuan didn't end up in any bustling street, and he didn't go to the palace.

A breeze blew by, and Yi Shuyuan's figure appeared in the north of Chengtian Mansion City. He walked forward step by step. The pedestrians around him didn't seem to notice the sudden appearance of someone, and unknowingly accepted such a pedestrian, as if he had always been there. here.

There were also many people gathering near the city gate in front, and there were many people shouting slogans. Some heavy wooden large instruments were placed there, as if they were busy with some project.

"Hey yo. Hey yo hey yo"

In early spring when the weather is still very cold, a group of men are either wearing single clothes or shirtless, their strong muscles shiny with sweat.

"Everyone, work harder!"

"Hey yo. Hey yo hey yo"

Amidst the sounds of "clal la la" and chants, more than 20 strong men pushed the six-rod winch together, and the ropes pulled the wooden utensils, slowly pulling a huge boulder that was originally inserted diagonally in a large pit little by little. stand up.

There were many people watching, and many people were cheering.

When the boulder was erected, a group of people cheered.

Yi Shuyuan stood in the crowd and watched with interest. He looked around and found that although there were many ordinary people among the onlookers, there were also many more foreigners with special looks than before.

After the boulder was straightened, someone set up wooden supports, someone used tools to backfill the large hole with the surrounding earth, and the craftsmen compacted it bit by bit.

Obviously, this boulder was placed here on its own initiative.

People were coming and going, some of the onlookers watched for a while and left, and some were probably very idle and stood for a long time like Yi Shuyuan.

By noon, the base of the boulder was completed and the wooden piles were removed, but another table was erected. An official came with a man with his head held high, and the accompanying sergeant also carried the study utensils, like an arm. The long and large pen is particularly conspicuous.

Yi Shuyuan has been standing here, it seems that because of the arrival of officials, more people are watching around, and some people seem to have discovered something else.

"Hey, that person seems to be Meng Shiming?" "Which Meng Shiming?"

"Who else is there? The Emperor has specially awarded the gift of love letter to Jun Meng Shiming! Haven't you heard of it?"

"Oh oh oh, great talent Meng?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that Meng Shiming copied Yanqin's calligraphy in his early years, which is quite charming. Later, when he was received by the emperor, he was able to copy the calligraphy of the master, and he became his own school today!"

"What did he come here to do?" "Writing on the big stone?"

This is what others are talking about, and it may also be the reason why Yi Shuyuan is standing here.

Beside the boulder, the sergeant fended off the onlookers who came too close. A talented young Confucian scholar had already picked up a pen, and many people were grinding ink together and pouring the ink into a ceramic basin.

Meng Shiming stepped onto the table, dipped his thick pen in ink, and stood in front of the huge stone, feeling infinite pride in his heart!

Although Yi Shuyuan watched from a distance, he seemed to be able to feel the surging heart of the young Confucian scholar.

Meng Shiming took a deep breath, and this heroic spirit turned into the magnanimity in his heart, and he had to work hard to write the magnanimity. Only today's Dayong is qualified to write this article!

At this moment, the Confucian scholar waved his brush on the boulder, leaving behind wild words!

There is only one sentence - traveling twenty thousand miles to the northwest, I am in a state of great mediocrity!