The white clouds are lingering and the sea is vast.

The world is silent, and the years are quiet.

It was noon and smoke rose up around.

The large fishing village is close to the seaside, with only dozens of households and is very small, so the life of the fishermen here is very difficult.

Usually, young and strong men go to mining and work, leaving only some elderly, weak, women and children to stay in the village, making a living by fishing or farming.

Zhuo Yunxian walked out of the hut and looked at the people who were working under the blue sky and white clouds, and felt a sense of peace and peace that had never been seen before.

He lived in Dongling City since childhood. Although he had received a lot of cold eyes, he was still worried about food and clothing, lived a good life, and even if he fled overseas, he lived a good life. Therefore, he never thought about running for a livelihood, nor did he know what it would be like to get what he had to earn.

The ancients often said, "Heaven rewards hard work", which is the great principle that conforms to the laws of heaven and earth and is endless.

...

Not far away, a middle-aged man was digging a pit, burying rotten corpses into the soil, and then erected a quick wooden board with the words "Insert the soil for peace" written on it.

This bearded middle-aged man is Xiao Changkong's father, Mushan, the famous "corpse-harvesting man" on the island.

"Brother...well, I should be called Xianchang. Hello Xianchang!"

Seeing Zhuo Yunxian coming out of the room, Mu Shan hurriedly came forward.

Anru had already told Mushan about the 100,000 immortal stones and the acquisition of disciples. Although Mushan felt it was a pity, as a father, he still silently agreed to his decision with his wife in his heart.

He has been like this in his life, and he does not seek wealth and prosperity. He only hopes that his children will not be like him, be a humble "corpse-catching man" and live in vain.

Moreover, he suffered all his life, even if Xian Chang really gave him 100,000 immortal stones, he would not dare to accept them!

Zhuo Yunxian bowed and said, "I'm here to Baihe, thank you for your life-saving kindness from Dad Mu's family."

"This is..."

Mu Shan waved his hand at a loss and said excitedly: "It's okay, it's okay. I think Xianchang is young and handsome, and should not be like a bad person. Moreover, I just want to take advantage of it. I am not very glorious. I can't be grateful to Xianchang. Oh, by the way..."

As if thinking of something, Mu Shan hurried back to his room and brought a long box wrapped in rags over.

"Xian Chang, this is your sword box, I...I haven't opened it."

Mu Shan is an honest and honest person, so he speaks a little while he is nervous.

In fact, after obtaining the Ten-Strait Sword Box, Mu Shan wanted to open the Sword Box out of curiosity, but unfortunately he tried many methods... However, this Sword Box is like a whole, without switches and no gaps, and it is impossible to open it at all.

Zhuo Yunxian did not say it out loud, nor did he care: "This sword box is called Xianyu Shiyuan, which is very important to me. Thank you for your return to the original owner."

After saying that, Zhuo Yunxian took the sword box, gently stroked it twice, and then hung it on his back.

The Ten-Straight Sword Box is placed close to the body, and a trace of coolness surges into my heart.

After experiencing the thunder tribulation, a wonderful connection was created between Zhuo Yunxian and the sword box. His seven emotions and six desires moved with his heart and merged into the sword box bit by bit.

This is a very wonderful feeling, like nurturing a tiny life and then slowly growing up with him.

Seeing that Zhuo Yunxian was satisfied, Mu Shan completely relieved: "Immortal Lord is really welcome. I just made a small effort, but Xian Chang is really lucky. He floated in the sea so much, but he was not eaten by the strange beasts of the sea. He is so lucky!"

"Uh, yeah, I'm pretty lucky."

Zhuo Yunxian was also quite moved. When he rushed into the thunder tribulation, he had the determination to die, but unexpectedly survived. So when he fell into the sea, his body was stained with the aura of thunder tribulation. The strange beasts of the sea clan dared not approach it at all, and even instinctively retreated.

Seeing Mu Shan busy, Zhuo Yunxian couldn't help but curiously said, "Dad Mu, you have recovered these corpses? Everyone is dead, why are you still burying them for?"

"Yes, I just recovered it, but unfortunately I was clean. I probably encountered a pirate killing and robbery, and the body was thrown into the sea..."

"Actually, I don't know what to do for burying them, but the old people often say that falling leaves return to their roots and being buried in the soil is safe, so the bodies we pick up by the corpse pickup must be sold by ourselves regardless of whether there is any money or not..."

"I don't know what their name is, so I set up a board for each of them, hoping that they can be buried in peace and be reincarnated as a good family in the next life."

Mu Shan was nagging while taking action, and the truth was even more visible in the ordinary.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots...become peace after being buried in the soil..."

Zhuo Yunxian savored Mu Shan's words carefully and felt silent. No wonder he had been in the Chaoxing Sea for many years, but he had never felt a sense of belonging to it. It seems that in his heart, Dongling City is his hometown.

"Dad Mu still has so many corpses here, so I'll help you bury them!"

Seeing Zhuo Yunxian rolling up her sleeves, Mu Shan was shocked: "This... how did this make it!? The Immortal Chief has a noble status, so let me do the despicable things like burying corpses by myself!"

“No obstacle.”

Zhuo Yunxian waved his hand and said without hesitation: "The identity of the immortal is not necessarily noble, and the corpse-hunter may not be humble. As long as the things in the world are for life, there is no distinction between high and low."

"But……"

Seeing that Mu Shan was still waiting to be dissuaded, Zhuo Yunxian interrupted and said, "It's nothing, let's get it together, get it early and get it off early. Also, Dad Mu, don't call me Xianchang from now on. If you save my life, just call me Baihe."

“…”

Mu Shan couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Zhuo Yunxian with complicated eyes, and even his eyes were wet and moved: "Immortal... Mr. Baihe, you look different from other immortals."

"Is that right? My mother told me when she was a child that everyone who came to this world is unique, so we are different."

Zhuo Yunxian digs the soil seriously without using any spiritual power. He is silently experiencing the process of death in life and silently feeling the temperature of the corpse.

Mu Shan secretly wiped his tears and continued to dig a hole to bury the body.

With Zhuo Yunxian's help, more than ten corpses were buried quickly.

At the same time, news about Zhuo Yunxian spread. Everyone in the village knew that Mushan had saved a young immortal chief. His real name was unknown. Everyone called him "Mr. Bai". Moreover, this immortal chief was kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and even asked Mushan to distribute a lot of food to every household.

...

At night, the village was brightly lit.

A large group of people gathered at the beach, old and young, talking and laughing, singing and dancing, and it seemed that they hadn't been so happy for a long time.

Looking at the simple smile on everyone's face, Zhuo Yunxian's understanding of ordinaryness became deeper.

This is actually a very humane place.

Don’t worry about the light night when you are drunk, there are jade buildings everywhere on earth.

The moonlight gently caresses the tears of the stars, and a pot of turbid wine comes to my heart.

This was Zhuo Yunxian's first time drinking, and it was also his first time getting drunk, and he felt an indescribable emotion.

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