Lanke Chess Edge

When Ji Yuan got the "Sword Intent Tie", he liked it so much that he couldn't put it down. He didn't know how many times he read it in this courtyard, and he didn't know how many times he unfolded the copybook under the tree to dance the sword with the branches.

So of course it is impossible for Dazaoshu not to know "Sword Intent Tie", it is really unexpected that the characters on this copybook are all chattering with each other one by one.

Ji Yuan looked at the trunk of the jujube tree. The so-called grass spirits, in fact, although the flow of vegetation is limited by the earth and can hardly move, it is understood by ordinary people as slow and thoughtless, but in fact, spiritual vegetation is often more powerful than intelligent animals Be smarter and wiser.

Even he Ji was quite surprised when he saw these small characters for the first time, not to mention the big jujube tree, but after all, it was something he was familiar with before, and soon the branches and leaves of the jujube tree began to sway with the wind again, to show that tolerance sex.

Although these small characters are noisy, the education work of the elder Ji Yuan is not for nothing during this period of time, so at this moment in Ju'an Xiaoge, although the small characters still can't hide their excitement, they really have to settle down a lot, okay? Well, this safety is only relatively speaking, if someone gets close to Ju'an Xiaoge, they can still hear some noise.

One, two, three, four...

So the small characters jumped out of "Sword Intent Tie" one after another, even if some were "sleeping" before, they were "pulled" up by other familiar small characters, and then went outside equally excitedly.

It's as if riding on the cool breeze full of spiritual energy inside the small pavilion in Ju'an, more than a hundred small characters are flying around in the small courtyard together. Although "Sword Intent Tie" has been spiritual since it was written, for the small characters, here This is where their consciousness first begins, their true home.

In the past, these small characters were always "hungry", and the ink was wasted after eating them, but after Ji Yuan repainted the ink marks for them last time, they are still "supporting" each one, and have not digested the spirit at all. power, so more energy.

"Okay, you guys stay here, I'll fetch water and fill the tank."

Life requires a sense of ritual. For Ji Yuan, picking water to make tea or cooking at home is considered a sense of ritual.

Of course, Ji Yuan has never been a dead-headed person. The dust in the house was too exaggerated before. If he cleaned it up by himself, he might not be able to do it in a few days or even half a month, so he cast a spell decisively.

At this moment, Ji Yuan took a look at the well in the yard that was always covered with stone slabs, and then thought of the evil things that came out of the well at the beginning. .

Before going out, he waved to the paper crane, and the latter lightly flapped his wings and flew to Ji Yuan's side. Ji Yuan held the pole with his left hand, and stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and lightly tapped on the top of the paper crane's head. The magic power is slowly introduced together.

"Going to Yuhuai Mountain is a way to pass on my greetings, saying that Ji will come to visit within three months. If you intend to go to the Xianyou Conference in advance, you can wait for Ji if it is convenient."

While speaking, he expressed his spirit, and when Ji Yuan put it away, his spiritual thoughts had already passed into Zhihe's body, and the latter quickly patted its wings, indicating that it was about to leave.

"No hurry, I'll give you a ride!"

Ji Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand to support the paper crane, and then a slight whirlwind appeared around his palm, and the wind turned and brought up waves of faint white lights, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"Walk."

Ji Yuan raised his hand.

"Whoo..."

A gust of wind with a range of only one palm swirled, and the aftermath caused the branches and leaves of the jujube trees in the courtyard to sway greatly, while the paper cranes had already disappeared into the sky by the wind.

There are still a few years left in the Fairy Tour Conference, and it is unlikely that the participants in Yuhuai Mountain will leave early. By the way, this is just a reminder.

Ji Yuan smiled, picked up the shoulder pole and went out.

It's almost noon now, there are not many people walking around in Tianniufang, and Ju'an Xiaoge is far away, so Ji Yuan didn't meet anyone when he came with a pole.

It wasn't until the Shuangjingpu side of Tianniufang that it became lively. There were people doing laundry and others washing vegetables, and everyone was talking and laughing. Most of them were women in the workshop, and there were more than a dozen people here to fetch water.

Although the hands are red from the cold in the winter, it does not delay the work at hand.

Ji Yuan's arrival with a pole made these voices quiet for a short while, a bit like when he first came to Shuangjingpu to fetch water.

"Hey, who is that man?"

"What a polite look!"

"Come to fetch water, is that someone from our workshop?"

"I haven't seen it before!"

These belonged to some young girls, and some of them were a little embarrassed but couldn't help sneaking a peek at such an elegant white shirted man like Ji Yuan.

Although the much older aunts and aunts also didn't know them, there were still two or three people who frowned and kept looking at Ji Yuan.

"Hey, Xiaodong's mother, do you think this person looks so kind?"

A woman who was rubbing her clothes asked a neighbor nearby. The woman who was being asked was wearing a flowered cotton jacket and was washing the sheets in her hand with frowns.

"Indeed, this looks really nice, when will there be such a thing in our workshop..."

The woman suddenly stopped talking, watching Ji Yuan walk to the side of the double well, roll up his sleeves, and turn the wheel to fetch water, a memory suddenly came to mind, and his face turned slightly red.

"Hey, why are you blushing? I can't think of such a number one person in our workshop!"

The woman trembled subconsciously when she was called out, and rubbed the bed sheets with a guilty conscience. She was still young at that time, and she also saw the gentleman come to fetch water several times in this Shuangjingpu.

The people in Tianniufang are simple and honest, and the girls seldom go out, and rarely see some handsome people. Mr. Ji, who lived in An Xiaoge back then, was the fantasy husband of many young girls.

But over the years, the dreams of the girls have long been shattered, and most of them have married elsewhere, either in other workshops in the county, or in other villages and towns in the county. This woman is one of the very few women who married people in the workshop. .

When I was young, I was like the girl now, washing and washing with the aunts, chatting and laughing here, but now the old aunts are old, and I have become an aunt.

In the land of Dazhen, most people's old people can't work when they live to be more than 60. Generally, they can live to be more than 70, and Qin Zizhou is a real old man.

The woman didn't know why she thought so much, and when she realized it, Ji Yuan was already filling the second bucket of water.

"Hey, talk, are you stupid?"

The woman next to her rubbed her shoulders against her neighbor, and it was only then that the aunt who had briefly returned to her girlhood came back to her senses.

"Oh! He, I, I think he looks a bit like Mr. Ji from Ju'an Xiaoge, but I'm not sure..."

"Mr. Ji? Which Mr. Ji?"

The woman next to her married into Tianniufang from other places. Although Ji Yuan also visited Ju'an Xiaoge twice when she married, most of them were actually sleeping. Among the few people in the area, Ji Yuan is hardly active in the eyes of Ning'an County people.

Even when Ji Yuan was most famous in Ning'an County, most people didn't recognize him, and the gossip was spread by "someone and someone" after dinner, let alone now.

But the woman in the cotton-padded jacket didn't answer, because Ji Yuan had already fetched water and stood up carrying the load, so she also stood up subconsciously, shaking off the water from her hands and rubbing it on her clothes.

"Mr. Ji?"

This sound was not too loud but not too light, because the people around were already whispering about Mr. White Shirt, so it was very ear-catching.

Ji Yuan, who had already taken a few steps, paused, and the two buckets filled with water shook from side to side, but the water in them seemed to shake violently, but not a single drop actually spilled out.

Ji Yuan held the hook rope with both hands, looked sideways at the woman, nodded slightly at her, and then hurriedly carried the shoulder pole and grabbed the hook rope and walked away.

"It's really Mr. Ji, really! Mr. Ji is still so refined..."

Because of that glance and nod, the woman in the cotton padded jacket blushed again, but then she laughed dumbfounded, and pressed her cold hands to her face.

"Hey, who is Mr. Ji?"

"Mr. Ji, he is also a resident of our Tianniufang, he is a very good person...you can ask your husband-in-law or parents-in-law, they will know..."

As the laughter from behind became lively again, Ji Yuan had already returned to Ning'an County along the path.

"Hey, time really flies by for ordinary people..."

With this kind of exclamation, Ji Yuan returned to Ju'an Xiaoge and poured two buckets of water into the water tank by himself.

However, Ji Yuan, who was supposed to go back to fetch water immediately, deliberately waited half an hour before going to Shuangjingpu. Sure enough, the woman had already left before this time.

He had eaten stewed noodles and offal before, so Ji Yuan didn’t cook at home anymore. He just boiled a pot of water, but the tea leaves had already gone moldy and spoiled. Pot of boiled water.

It was almost the afternoon when he went to work before Ji Yuan left home and went to the Ning'an County Government Office.

After so many years, I must have accumulated a lot of letters sent to him.

The streets in the county are still the same as before, with little change, many time-honored shops are still in their original locations, and the noise of shouting and arguing is still lively.

When approaching the location of the county government office, the sound of reading from the county school had faintly spread into Ji Yuan's ears. What the students were reading was Yin Zhaoxian's "Theory of Birds—Tong Sheng's Answer", which was already very good after several revisions. enlightenment reading.

Outside the gate of the county government office, Ji Yuan approached slowly, and the guards at the gate had already noticed the approach of the white-clothed gentleman.

Ji Yuan cupped his hands.

"Excuse me, poor man, Ji is going to take the deposited letter, what procedures should I follow?"

An elegant man in white shirt like Ji Yuan, even an official sentry would be a little polite, and he also returned a courtesy.

"Sir, you only need to show the household registration documents. After I have read them, I will bring the documents and go inside to find the Master Registrar!"

"Oh, Ji took it with me."

As Ji Yuan said, he took out a folded piece of paper from his right arm sleeve with his left hand, and then handed it to the official. On it was the seal of the magistrate of Ning'an County and the private seal of the previous generation in charge of household registration, which was the same as that of Ju'an Xiaoge It was done together with the deed.

"That's right, this is it. Please come in, sir. The house with the word 'household' hanging in the corridor on the left is the house, and all the postal items stored there are recorded there."

"Thank you!"

After Ji Yuan bowed his hand again, he entered the courtyard gate.