I cross the cold pond

When Xu Ziru ran out of the inn, his genius was bright.

Unlike Heshan Village, Pingshui Town has only a few households, and because the fields in the village cannot be worked during the famine years, the whole village of Heshan Village looks very desolate, and there are few people on the street during the day.

There are hundreds of households in Pingshui Town. Before dawn, someone pushed a small cart out of the stall on the street, and the sound of the wheels echoed very clearly on the dark long street.

Xu Ziru is a little older child walking slowly on the street, he is not very worried that someone will go to the street to catch the child at this time.

After all, most people can't open the pot at home. It's unnecessary to bring a child home and have an extra mouth to eat.

Yanqinghe travels fast, from Heshan Village to Pingshui Town, it may take half an hour. If he wants to go at his own speed, he may have to walk for a day and a night.

In his last life, he went down from the Tianji Gate, which should be the first time he went out alone in two lifetimes. He didn't have any money on him. In addition to some daily clothes, there were only two bottles of peach blossom wine in the package, and a mouthful of rations. No.

Fortunately, he can speak well, and he can barely make ends meet by borrowing a table to set up a stall for others.

But it was in a place with people. The worst time, he walked from Kalin City, a barren town known as the frontier town on the south of the Yangtze River, to Yanshui City in the south of the Yangtze River. He didn't choose a good road, and he didn't see a village for five days and five nights.

He was so hungry that he sat under a tree with his chest pressed against his back and doubted life. He caught a glimpse of the grass fluttering in the wind, and squatted on the ground to pick up the grass roots. The grass roots looked like fruits growing in the ground, and seemed to be edible. So he lit a fire and roasted the unknown fruit, and gnawed it blandly for two days before reaching a water's edge.

It took him half a day to learn the ability to catch fish with bare hands.

Therefore, human abilities can only be stimulated by extreme environments.

He lived in Tianji Gate all his life without worrying about food and clothing, and turned into a waste who didn't work hard and didn't know the grain.

It has only been half a year since he went down the mountain, and it seems that Shennong has tasted all kinds of herbs. He can tell with the naked eye which things are edible, which things can barely fill his stomach when he is hungry, and which things are not buried if he accidentally dies.

Going into the water to touch fish, and picking fruits from trees, these things became more and more easy for him to grasp in the end.

He has a sharp mouth, and he goes to other villages to pretend to be a fairy, and tells people fortune by pinching his fingers, and he coaxes people into saying that he is a half-fairy.

Once when passing through a mountain forest in the evening, he was chased up a tree by a wild boar. The wild boar lingered under the tree for a long time, and Xu Ziyou sat on the branch of the tree. One foot hangs down comfortably, and he doesn't care about the wild boar lingering under the tree. He has a leaf in his mouth and blows a little song out of tune.

Blowing until the sun sets, the moon hangs in the sky, and the stars flash faintly.

He thought about Yan Qinghe for a while, and he thought that if Yan Qinghe came to him at this moment with regrets, he would forgive Yan Qinghe for not keeping his promise because of the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Yanqinghe didn't come after all, when the moon was in the sky, the wild boar under the tree finally left, he climbed down the tree, and walked from the forest to the official road alone.

Traveling in the mountains and staying in the sea, it’s okay to be alone for thousands of miles.

He's used to it anyway.

Xu Ziru ran out of the inn, the same as when he left Tianji Gate in his previous life, maybe worse than that time, he couldn't find anything on his body, and he was still dressed in tattered clothes.

If you go to other people's stalls, you may be regarded as a child begging along the road.

Xu Ziru thought for a while, then ran to the nearby gravel pile to pick up a few nice stones, and picked up a small flower that bloomed in the crevices of the rocks.

He hid the things he picked up in his sleeves, and then trotted towards the small stall cart that had just opened.

There was a woman standing in front of the stall, busy with breakfast, preparing to wait for the sun to brighten, so she sold some wild vegetable soup to earn a few copper coins so that the whole family could drink some minced meat porridge, and suddenly she saw herself standing in front of the stall. The year-old child was stunned for a moment, and then he could not bear to mutter twice: "There is nothing for you to eat."

Xu Ziru stood in front of her stall and blinked, not annoyed at being driven away like this, he said, "Auntie, I don't want to eat."

The woman said again with some embarrassment: "I don't have anything here, you go find someone else."

Xu Ziru showed a row of teeth when he smiled, and he had a missing tooth in the upper right corner. When he smiled, people wanted to laugh with him for no reason.

The worried woman's frown was slightly loosened, and Xu Ziru bent her eyes and stretched out her right hand, which she was holding with a smile, and the woman was stunned.

Xu Ziru spread out the palm of his right hand, and there was a beautiful and clean stone inside. He spread out his left hand, and there was nothing inside.

Then he clasped the two hands again, and the right hand with the stone swayed slightly on the left hand.

He opened his right hand again, and the stone inside had disappeared.

The woman cried out in surprise.

Xu Ziru opened his left hand again, and somehow the stone landed on his left hand just now.

The woman couldn't hold back her applause, and became happy: "How did you do it?"

Xu Ziru grinned as she shifted the stone back and forth between her left and right hands, until finally both hands lost the stone, the woman looked up and said, "Huh?"

Xu Ziru waved his hand, and a bouquet of bright flowers appeared in his hand. He stood on tiptoe and gave the flowers to the woman who had been full of sorrow just now.

"Auntie, here you go.

Be happy. "

He sent the flowers forward.

The woman took the flower presented by the young child with some slowness, and was speechless for a while.

Xu Ziru stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, then reached out and pointed to several bamboo tubes filled with water hanging on the stall: "This bamboo tube..."

The woman untied the bamboo tube, she couldn't afford food, but water could still be given to the cute child in front of her: "Drink water, come here."

Xu Ziru took the bamboo tube, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up at the woman: "Auntie, can you give me this bamboo tube?"

The bamboo tubes are made by the family themselves, and there are indeed a lot of them at home, so it’s okay to give one, but she is a little curious: "What do you want this for?"

Xu Ziru said: "I want to go home, but it seems a little far away from home. I want a water bottle to drink."

The woman also had three children at home, and one of them was about the same age as Xu Ziru. Hearing this, she felt a little soft-hearted: "Then take it away."

Xu Ziru said, "Thank you, Auntie."

After he thanked him, he made a gesture to leave, but the woman hesitated for a while and called to Xu Ziru, who turned around and looked at her suspiciously.

She untied the small bag wrapped around her waist, and took out something wrapped in kraft paper. She opened the kraft paper and found a piece of wild vegetable bread inside. Xu Ziru squatted beside him.

"Can you take this with you on the way?" she said.

Xu Ziru blinked, took the half sheet of bread, and nodded: "Thank you, auntie!"

The woman said, "Be careful when you go home.

Hope to get home safely, okay?

Xu Ziru nodded, and he also said: "Then I hope that Auntie can also be happy and stay healthy."

After the two said goodbye to each other, Xu Ziru hung a jug filled with water around his neck, and held half a cake wrapped in kraft paper in his hand.

He thought that it would be okay to be a child, and he could earn a living by being cute.

It was broad daylight when Xu Ziru left Pingshui Town, and the road from Pingshui Town to Heshan Village was covered with gravel. He picked a branch on the road and walked towards Heshan Village swayingly.

He thought silently in his mind - there are many children in Heshan Village, except for a few talented and intelligent ones who may be taken away by various sects to become disciples, most of them are ordinary children.

There are too many people, there are too many mouths to eat, and the children cannot be produced. We have to find a way to let the children get some benefits and maintain the normal operation of the charity hall.

He remembered that in his previous life, the Charity Hall was supported by He Zhen alone, and it was very laborious to raise it.

I scratched the free-spirited branches on the ground for a while, thinking - should I let those little ghosts go out to beg for food?

His branches pulled out a long line on the ground, and he clicked his tongue - begging is okay, but now every household is almost unable to open the pot, and it is estimated that there will be less than a steamed bun for a day.

Xu Ziru thought of this and sighed, feeling that he had more things to worry about in his life than in his previous life.

He was still worrying about his livelihood, but he heard the rustling of footsteps behind him. He suddenly sensed the danger, and ran away without looking back.

Before he took five steps, someone behind him picked him up out of thin air.

Xu Ziru looked back in shock, Yan Qinghe looked down at him, his calm eyes were mixed with the madness that was about to come.

Xu Ziru felt horrified, and his mind raced for a long time, completely unable to understand the current situation.

He kicked his legs indiscriminately and shouted, "Let me go!"

Yan Qinghe didn't even care about being kicked several times by Xu Ziru, he hugged Xu Ziru persistently, with a sickly paleness on his face.

After a while, he frowned and spoke for a long time, as if suppressing his emotions, he asked dryly, "Where are you going?"

The weird aura in his body seemed to subside after this sentence, and after the flag died down, Xu Ziyou realized that he was greatly taken aback by such a banquet.

With a sullen face, he inspected Yan Qinghe's face up and down, trying to find some clues on the other party's face, but when he failed, he said in a cold voice: "Put me down."

Yan Qinghe seemed a little at a loss, which was rare. He put Xu Ziru back on the ground, opened his mouth, and frowned again in pain.

Xu Ziru hugged her water bottle, turned around and continued walking in the direction of Heshan Village.

Yan Qinghe followed behind him silently.

The two walked up to the sky, one after the other, without saying a word.

Xu Ziru was hungry at noon, so he randomly found a rock and sat down to eat cakes and drink water, while Yan Qinghe stood at arms length behind him, silent.

"Weird! It's so weird!" Xu Ziru thought silently while nibbling on the cake.

Yan Qinghe has a weird obsession with him, but under normal circumstances, he and Yan Qinghe should be strangers to each other at this moment.

"Could it be that Yan Qinghe has also been reborn?" The thought flashed through Xu Ziru's mind.

After flashing, he thought again, even if Yan Qinghe was really reborn, he shouldn't attach so much importance to himself, and still follow behind him every step of the way. This is not something his senior brother can do.

What's more, is it possible that things like rebirth are mass-produced?Are people in this world immortal?

Xu Ziru felt weird, and felt that everything around her was weird.

He finished eating half a piece of cake, wiped his mouth, opened the bamboo tube and looked up to take a sip of water. From the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Yan Qinghe standing behind him. He put down the kettle and covered it again, and saw the branch he had thrown aside. He paused .

If you want to know whether Yan Qinghe is reborn, you just need to do something that you have never done in this life but did in the previous life to test it.

Xu Ziru stood up from the stone, picked up the branch he had thrown on the ground, grabbed a handful of grass on the ground, and tied it casually to the branch. He glanced at Yan Qinghe.

Then he pretended to be a tantrum child, and hummed twice as if he had finished his tantrum: "Hey, are you thirsty?"

Yan Qinghe looked up at him and shook his head.

Xu Ziru put on an innocent look: "You don't even need to drink or eat?"

The expression on Yan Qinghe's face softened, and he said, "I don't need to eat."

Xu Ziru let out a "wow", then trotted to Yan Qinghe, he grabbed his own branch and waved it again: "This is my sword."

There was a smile in Yan Qinghe's eyes.

Xu Ziru waved it for a long while, and finally raised his head to look at Yan Qinghe: "You also have a sword behind you."

Yan Qinghe was stunned, he took off the Yunjiao sword behind him, and put it in front of Xu Ziru: "This?"

Xu Ziru pretended to look at his sword for a while. The body of his sword was as white as snow, exuding a faint cold aura. Xu Ziru was very familiar with this sword. thing.

Xu Ziru secretly raised his eyebrows, then raised his "sword", grabbed the weeds he had just tied up, and laughed loudly: "Your sword is not as good as this, nor as good as mine!"

Yan Qinghe stared at the branch on which he was tied with a few strands of weeds, his expression paused, and the expression on his face became more gentle: "Yes."

Although Xu Ziru and Yan Qinghe had an unhappy ending, he was not sure whether Yan Qinghe liked him or not at the end, but thinking about the sword tassel he gave him, he spent so long on it, it should be Quite like.

Xu Ziru raised his head and put on an innocent look: "I'll tie one for you too, okay? What kind of look do you like?"

Yan Qinghe paused.

Just when Xu Ziru suspected that this person could say "casual" and make himself fall short, he suddenly raised his hand and waved lightly on the gravel.

"That's good."

Yan Qinghe said.

Xu Ziru looked over, the pattern of tying the spikes drawn on the ground wasn't complicated, but it definitely looked like no one else could make it up except himself.

Xu Ziru lowered his head, his mind was instantly blurred.

—There must be something wrong.