The visitor was Liu Chunfeng, with gray hair and a gray beard. He was a little thin, but he was in great spirits. Especially his eyes, he made people feel that he was a wise person.

As soon as he entered the door, Liu Chunfeng said, "I went to my hometown in Liucun today and came back very late. When I saw Yixing waiting in front of my house, I came over immediately."

He actually felt pretty good about the student in front of him. Although he was not very troublesome, he would not ask questions when he explained the Confucian classics and the general trend of the world. However, he was in a proper manner in his studies and could remember everything he said.

No one can tell what a genius is. At least Liu Chunfeng has not discovered any genius for so many years while teaching in Bailu Academy. At most, he is a person with a smart and intelligent nature and learning and understanding faster than others. This kind of person is naturally the teacher likes it. Yi Yan is not such a person, but a person like him may not be worse than those with smart nature.

In Liu Chunfeng's opinion, what kind of achievements a person will achieve cannot be seen through the speed of learning, but depends on his personality and cultivation.

Perhaps because he was born in a farm environment, Yi Yan's personality contained timidity and tenacity. Cowardice made him silent, and silence made him rich in his inner world.

Character naturally determines destiny, and different personalities will have different choices in the same environment. Wang Su gave him a choice, whether to go or stay, and now Liu Chunfeng also gave him a choice.

After Yi Yan told Liu Chunfeng about what happened in the afternoon, perhaps Liu Chunfeng felt that he could not help during the most dangerous time of his student, so he had to make up for it and said, "You don't have to worry. The county master and I have a little friendship and will not ask you to have something to do at home. Since your father asked Mr. Lin to let you listen to him, this is a good opportunity. You can decide for yourself. However, if you don't want to go there, I can recommend you to study at Bailudong Academy."

This recommendation was a dream for Yi Yan in the past. If he had good grades in Chunfeng Academy, he could recommend it to Bailu Academy. Now Yi Yan skipped the score comparison step directly. Although he was equally excited, he did not agree at all.

Liu Chunfeng also said that he would ask Yi Yan to bury his father and then tell him to think about it for a few days.

In the days that followed, Yi Yan was only dedicated to preparing for his father's funeral.

Invite people to be the Eight Immortals. The Eight Immortals are specially designed to dig graves and carry coffins to the mountain. No one is willing to come.

People in the town disagree that Yi Yan's father buried in the grave. They thought that the evil spirit was too heavy, and burying it into the grave would make the town uneasy. Some people also said that they dreamed of his father who had been dead for many years at night and told him that he could not let Yi Liangkang move in.

Under all the pressure, Yi Yan's grandfather finally made the decision to no longer bury it in the grave, but instead bury it on a lonely mountain opposite the grave. The people in the town agreed, but still couldn't invite the Eight Immortals.

In the end, there was no choice but to ask relatives to carry the coffin and dig the grave.

On the day of the funeral, there were many people watching, but very few came to see the mourning. Except for some relatives in their family, there was no one in the town. There was a custom here that no matter who died in the town, as long as the relationship was not too bad, they would send it to the gift, because most of them had surnamed Yi, and they were passed down by the ancestors.

Of course, no one came to eat their banquet, and there were not many relatives in the family, so the day they went up the mountain seemed very deserted.

However, unexpectedly, on the day when I was going to go up the mountain, a Taoist priest was hired. In Yi Yan, no matter who died in his family, he would hire a Taoist priest. He would teach people how to choose a place to bury and teach those burial procedures, but he did not invite him before.

This Taoist priest was from another place, named Hu Yuansheng. He himself said he was from Maoshan. Yi Yan's family didn't care whether it was true or false, as long as he was willing to do rituals.

Then, on that day, under the auspices of this Taoist priest named Hu Yuansheng, Yi Liangkang was buried in a deserted manner.

Everything is settled.

People die like a lamp extinguishing, and living people still need to live.

At dusk, after seeing off all the relatives, Yi Yan sat in the sunset in front of the door and pulled out the sword. It was not until now that he had time to look at the sword carefully.

The sword was pulled out, and the sun's light shone on the sword, refracting the light and shadows falling into the house. As it swayed, the light shone in his eyes and penetrated into the depths of his eyes.

Holding the sword handle, he felt a little bigger. This is because his body has not grown and has not grown up, so he feels a little bigger.

The sword body was pulled out, and it was bright and white. In the sunlight, there seemed to be bloodstains like smoke in the sword body. Wipe it with your hands and only touched the ice cold. The bloodstains were simply inside the sword body.

Yi Yan was surprised, looked at the sword body, raised it to look at the sunlight, and had a strange charm.

The tip of the sword is sharp and thin, and the whole sword body is slender. When I hold it in my hand, I just feel that the sword should not be hit hard. When I turn it over, I see two words in my eyes.

"Taiping."

Yi Yan said something and saw the two words "Taiping" flying and phoenix dancing, and there was a faint sense of murderous aura. There was no trace of peace, but it was a smell of killing.

He looked at the sword with the word "Taiping" for a long time. He didn't know what the sword was, how it appeared in his father's hands, why his father could still come back after his death, and why his father was just an ordinary martial artist and became a practitioner.

"I just took the sword brought back by my father and could actually kill the county wizard. Is it because this sword is special, or has I become unique?"

Yi Yan thought about these things, but his doubts were full of doubts that could not be explained.

I thought of the mage's bell, and I went into the house and took it out. Under the sun, the bell body was not very bright, but it was a dark green color, like a copper bell with green rust. However, the bell was not born on the surface, but inside.

The bell was held in the palm of the palm, but it was quite heavy, with a cold feeling. When it shook, there was no sound at all.

Yi Yan was surprised and shook it hard, but there was still no sound.

He thought: "The magic weapon of a practitioner is indeed different from that of a heavy person."

He also thought: "This Taiping Sword and this bell are both magic weapons that only practitioners have. The teacher will definitely not care. Wang Su was not moved at all. The people around Mr. Lin were indeed different."

The sunset shone on Yi Yan's face, illuminating his facial features clearly. His ordinary face was nothing special when people saw it. However, under the sunset, there was a bit quiet and peaceful.

"Brother, are you planning to go to Yunnan with that Uncle Wang?" Sister Yi An came out from outside and asked with her head raised.

Yi Yan reached out and touched his sister's messy and yellow hair, shook her head, and said he didn't know.

"Then you are going to Bailu Cave Academy." Yi An continued to ask. Little Yi Yan's six-year-old Yi Yan seemed to be thinner than her peers. In the words of Yi Yan's mother, she had given birth to two, and the essence and blood on her body were transmitted to her two sons. When she gave birth to Yi An, there was nothing good to eat, so she was born dry.

Yi Yan still shook his head and said he didn't know, then asked, "If An An, where would you go?"

"Me?" Yi An answered immediately without even thinking about it: "I will go to Yunnan."

"Why." Yi Yan was a little curious about why Yi An said that.

"Because my dad was there before, I want to know why my dad died."

She said naturally, her little face turned red in the sunset, and she could clearly see the white skin on her mouth. Yi Yan reached out to lift up the white skin on her lips, but accidentally bleeded. She turned her mouth flat and was about to cry. Yi Yan quickly let go and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, An An is the bravest. Are you afraid of going to Yunnan?"

"What are you afraid of?" Yi An forgot to cry because of this question, but he still had a crying voice in his voice.

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid... I'm afraid of bad people." Yi Yan couldn't say what he was afraid of for a moment. He was uneasy. Whether he went to Lin Gong in Yunnan or to Bailu Cave Academy in Lushan, he had a deep fear. But if he asked him what he was afraid of, he couldn't say why.

"There are bad people, then I won't go there, I'll go to Bailu Cave Academy."

It was obvious that Yi An didn't know what fear was, but her first choice made Yi Yan feel ashamed and said to himself: "My father died outside for no reason, and he still didn't forget to come home to see us after his death. But I didn't even dare to go to the place where he lost his life."

This shame made him determined to go to Yunnan.

"An An, I decided to decide whether Yunnan is good or not." Yi Yan said.

"Didn't my brother say there are bad people there?" Yi An asked.

"You're not afraid of having it." Yi Yan said with a smile, as if he was cheering himself up.

"Then you go there, you must bring delicious food when you come back." Yi An jumped down from the steps and turned around and said.

Yi Yan smiled quickly and said, "Absolutely."

"You have to make money." Yi An said: "Dad will bring the money back every time he comes back, and you have to bring it too."

Making money made Yi Yan a little embarrassed. He didn't know if he could make money after going there, but under the expectant gaze of his sister, he also said proudly: "Brother must have made a lot of money back and I will buy you good-looking clothes."

"There are also delicious." Yi An added quickly, and she didn't forget to eat.

Yi Yan laughed and pinched An An's face without any flesh. This was the most relaxing moment he had in so many days.

The dark clouds pressing on the top of the head are slowly dissipating.

Suddenly, Yi Yan saw someone turning around the corner. The one who appeared in his eyes was Mr. Wang, and the one who turned closely behind was Pastor Charles.

Pastor Charles comes almost every day these days. After learning that Yi Yan and his family could not hire a Taoist priest who did rituals, he took the initiative to ask to be the priest at the funeral. This is not only Yi Yan disagrees, but also his grandfather and uncles disagrees. He would rather a Taoist priest who did not do rituals than this foreigner.

There was only one foreigner in the town. When everyone talked about foreigners, they were all fierce and wanted to drive all foreigners to the sea. However, when they saw foreigners, none of them dared to speak badly, including those in the government office. No one dared to offend him in person. Charles wanted to preach, but no one would believe him. They expressed their feelings with silence and avoidance.
Chapter completed!