After Zhao and Li left, Gou Yifang left the school immediately, and didn't care about the gourds that were watching on the podium. He quickly walked towards the west of the town. He didn't have much time to go to the restaurant to help the kitchen. For him, practicing Taoism, studying, and imperial examinations were all too far away. The rice jar at home and his father's wine debt were the troubles in front of him.

When he walked out of the school's side hall, the Jiang brothers deliberately asked and answered in front of him: "Dog Tail is so anxious to go back, do you know that he does not have the talent for cultivation, or is he in a hurry to go home to see his mother?"

"You are wrong. He wants to see his mother, but he can't go back to his own house. He wants to go to Gu Qingyuan's house."

Then there was the laughter of the whole house, and the so-called childless words among children are often the most hurtful.

Gou Yifang's eyes were slightly red, his little hands clenched his fists, but he did not look back. He had been suffering such cold words since he could remember. He knew that if he turned back to argue, he would only get more harsh slander, and he could only leave quickly.

Finally, when the moonlight had completely occupied the sky of the town, after a day of study and labor, Gou Yifang walked home with his swollen wrists. The house in the town had been sold by a scholar for wine. Now he lives in a thatched hut beside the grave in Shili, the west town.

Half an hour later, Gou Yifang stood outside the dilapidated thatched hut next to the grave, sighed, forcing himself to throw the grievances in the school and some fantasies he had about his practice, and pushed open the door.

There is no one in the room.

"A Da." Gou Yifang called softly in his hometown dialect.

No one answered.

Gou Yifang shouted again, but there was still no sound.

Gou Yifang swallowed nervously. Thinking of the various legends about the graveyard in the town, he tried hard to pick up the kitchen knife from behind the door, walked carefully around the house, and found only some messy footprints pointing to the graveyard.

I looked at the cold and bright moonlight, and hesitated for a moment, but still gritted my teeth and walked towards the direction of the cemetery.

The grave was not big, just a hillside with sunlight on its back. Gou Yifang quickly rushed over the hill. A few obviously dug-out graves along the way turned toward the night sky and exposed black soil, like a rotten abscess from the earth. An old man in black sat on the broken tombstone left by unknown deceased, sucking dry tobacco in one mouthful. The smoke condensed but did not dissipate, and a strange blackness appeared. The moonlight shone in it, reflecting a gloomy light. Several corpses with carrion were kneeling around the old man, as if worshiping the king.

Gou Yifang now knew how the several empty tombs came from when he came, and suddenly felt a burst of gastric juice churning.

The old man lay on his side with a scholar, not knowing his life or death.

"Grandpa, my father is lying beside you. I want to pick him up for dinner," Gou Yifang suppressed his fear and looked innocent, as if he could not feel anything strange to the corpses moving around, the strange old man and the unconscious father.

The old man looked at Gou Yifang with interest and smiled gloomyly: "Okay, your father is drunk too much, come and help him."

Gou Yifang stood there motionlessly, trembling and forced a smile: "It seems that you are having a great time today. I won't discourage the grandfather's interest. Come and pick someone up later."

The old man tilted his head, aimed his toes at the scholar's temple intentionally or unintentionally and shook it, "Okay, you go."

"I'm leaving now." Gou Yifang pulled the corner of his mouth, but his feet didn't move, and waves of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

The old man laughed and said, "You guy, you're still acting like a little bitch. You want to go back to the town to find that guy Zhou Zhe to deal with me, but you're going."

Gou Yifang forced a smile and said, "Why can't I understand what the old man said?"

Looking at the black smoke that was gathering on the old man's head and the rotten corpses that were about to move around, Gou Yifang's heart was gradually filled with despair.

But then, the old man brought Gou Yifang from despair with one sentence: "Are you willing to practice with me, the child of the Gou family?"

I stood there in a daze.

The old man raised his hand and pointed at the black smoke and continued, "You have been bullied since childhood. You have been blinded and rolled your eyes. The resentment of the world is very comparable to that of people. Although you are tolerant and restrained, how can you hide this from me? You are born with intelligence and act unconventional. Following Zhou Zhetianqingsi's rules-abiding approach, how can you surpass Gu Qingyuan? How to raise your head in front of your mother? Why follow me, I will teach you the real practice, the kind of person who has no taboos. After learning, you and your father will no longer have to live in this ghost place, and no one dares to laugh at your mother again. From then on, you will only bully others, and no one can bully you again. How about it?"

Gou Yifang knelt on the ground "thump", his cheeks buried deep in someone's grave, and he cried loudly.

"My husband Ding Yuan, from now on, will be your master." The old man waved his hand to dispel the black smoke and laughed loudly, as if he was demonstrating to someone.

A faint sigh came from the small temple ten miles away.

When the time faded a little earlier, it was getting late, and the town gradually became quiet from the hustle and bustle of the day. The last golden afterglow of the setting sun shone on the dark blue city walls, showing a little ancient and desolate atmosphere.

Zhao Xifeng returned home, took out the spirit card given by Zhou Zhe from the book bag, held it in his hand and played with it carefully.

Today, the moment Zhou Zhe took out the gourd, he felt the position of his heart tremble suddenly, as if responding to some primitive desire, as if the gourd was summoning him to walk forward. Zhao Xifeng felt in his heart that as long as he wanted, he seemed to be able to lift the gourd at any time and drink all the clear water in it.

However, in just a moment, out of some special sense of danger, he found that Zhou Zhe's eyes seemed to lock on all the children in the side hall in an instant. As long as someone showed something strange, they would be immediately noticed. However, Zhao Xifeng did not want to be discovered that he was anything different from everyone, so he had to force himself to resist looking in the direction of the podium. The whole morning afterwards, this feeling of being observed did not fade, so he kept restraining himself from not looking at it, and did not want to devote himself to his studies. As soon as he ended up school, he immediately pulled Li Xuan away. The moment he stepped out of the gate of the school, his cold sweat was soaked.

Zhao Xifeng looked at the spirit card in his hand at this moment, and always felt that the eyes on the spirit card were staring at him a little uncomfortable, so he pulled over the mattress, wrapped the spirit card in, and walked out of the room.

The sky outside the door was completely dimmed, and the bright and decaying starlight and moonlight drove the sunset into the other side of the earth, scattering on Zhao Xifeng in strands.

Zhao Xifeng vaguely felt that it seemed that his body cold had been with him since he was a child, and it became particularly serious every night, especially on the night when the starry sky was particularly bright. This was a very deadly cold sky in the eyes of Zhao Wu and the doctors in the town. It was not very uncomfortable for Zhao Xifeng, and it even felt particularly comfortable and cool. So as long as Zhao Wu allowed, Zhao Xifeng always enjoyed the starry sky in the yard on a clear winter night.

Just like at this moment, the boy closed his eyes and stretched his two pink and white hands as much as possible, feeling as satisfied as his moonlight alone.

If Zhou Zhe was present at this time, you could see that these starlights fell on Zhao Xifeng's body and did not reflect or smudge, but turned into tiny stars, seeping into the body through every pore on the skin. A small part flowed through the whole body with the blood, and most of them penetrated into the bones. While quietly changing his bone structure, they quietly settled down, like a mini galaxy.

The moonlight was in the sky, and Zhou Zhe sat on the podium of the side hall of Xuefu, his fingers knocking on the gourd one after another, thinking about something.

Guo You, the guard outside the side hall, stood with his hands down, looked in the direction of the podium with complex eyes, and said slowly: "Mr. Zhou, if I read it correctly, this gourd is the famous mountain and sea gourd in the Tianqingsi Cabinet. Such a powerful weapon is placed in a magnificent way on the podium of a remote town for the enlightenment and practice of a group of children. If there is a mistake, wouldn't it be more worth the loss?"

Zhou Zhe picked up the mountain and sea gourd, poured out a bowl of wine, raised his head to drink, his face turned slightly red, and then he smiled and said, "The old monk refined the town into the barriers, and the seven royal sects and five surnames in Jiangnan have successively settled in. At this moment, there are so many masters in Panlong Town that are comparable to those in the capital. Who dares to make this here easily? The mountain and sea gourd was originally a treasure left by the last time the starlight came to the world, which is of great benefit to these children getting close to the vitality of heaven and earth, but this is only one aspect, and more importantly, I want to use this gourd to find the owner of the star stone of this star tide."

Guo You looked shocked and asked, "Mr. Zhou said that Xingshi, who has no clue from all forces, has already recognized his master? And it is among these students?"

Zhou Zhe nodded and continued, "Not only that, the master and I both guess that the master of the Star Stone this time may be the bloodline left by the senior sister in the world."

"You mean, Princess Yongle still has children left in the world?!" Guo You looked up in shock, and his voice even trembled. Seven years ago, Princess Yongle returned to the court to visit relatives, but was attacked by the four Kui of Baihai at the foot of Panlong Town. At that time, Guo You was in the town and was suppressed by Xinghui with the people of the town. He was not sure what was going on outside the town. However, Princess Yongle has been the most admired royal family member in the hearts of all the people of Great Zhou since childhood. At this moment, Guo You was extremely excited when he heard that the princess might still have children. He wished he could immediately mobilize the power of the whole town and investigate it thoroughly.

Zhou Zhe poured out another bowl of wine and said while drinking it: "Yes, the eternal candle in the senior sister's palace has been destroyed but not destroyed over the years. If it weren't for the senior sister's death, then there must be bloodlines left in the Great Zhou territory, echoing the Liancheng bloodlines. The place where the senior sister came last was here. The master stayed in the town for five years. In addition to exploring the secret of starlight, a large part of the reason is also for this. Our Tianqingsi does not care about the royal bloodline, but the descendants of the senior sister cannot stay outside and suffer."

Guo You asked in a deep voice: "Dare you ask if Master Li has gained something in the years? Yongle's descendants are still alive, which is a blessing for heaven. If Lord Zhou has any arrangements, he can use the place where he can be a subordinate, and I hope he will not see him."

This time, the wine was not poured into the white bowl, but Zhou Zhe directly raised his neck and poured several large mouthfuls. The wine in the gourd was still endless.

Zhou Zhe's cheeks were red when he drank. He remembered Zhao Xifeng's naughty and stubborn appearance, shook his head and said, "I originally had a child, and they looked very similar in all aspects. Unfortunately, I can't match my age. Let's take a look."

The two were silent for a while, speechless for a long time, the royal blood was flowing outside, and the whereabouts of the Star Stone owner were unknown. This turned out to be the real reason why Zhou Zhe continued to stay in the town after the Li Chun.

Zhou Zhe put the mountain and sea gourd back to his original place, got up and jumped off the podium, walked to the courtyard outside the side hall, and was covered in bright light under the moonlight.

Guo You followed slowly and said, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zheng asked me to bring you a message. After Fengqing Festival, the young girl of the head of Huangji Sect will come to the town at the beginning of the spring of the next year. I hope you can get a student status in the school. Please give me some advice."

Thinking of the little girl with pink and jade that I had seen in the capital, Zhou Zhe smiled and said, "I am the daughter of my senior, and I should do my best. But that girl's pride, like Gu Qingyuan, is a person who is destined to support the backbone of Da Zhou in the future. I am afraid that what I can teach her is limited."

Guo You smiled and said, "Sir, I am humble. At least now, Dazhou is supported by many people like you."
Chapter completed!