Peach Blossom Land View

Speaking of which, when Pei Ziyun went out, the girl Guan ordered the female Taoist to place Ye Suer. The outer half of the Taoist temple seemed ordinary. When he arrived at the private garden in the back, Ye Suer couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw a corridor forming a turn, with exquisite trees, mountains and rocks. In the middle is the hall. Behind the hall are five upper rooms, all carved beams and painted buildings. I entered my room and were elegantly arranged. The walls were covered with mulberry paper. The female Taoist smiled and said, "You rest, I will call you during meals."

As he said that, he saw that Nu Guan had put down the paper at this time, but there was a light red talisman paper in front of him, with a small round light on it, but there was a figure. Someone inside said to him: "What's the reason why junior sister uses talisman communication for rare purposes?"

"Senior sister, Zhao Ning from Songyunmen wrote a letter to me to protect one person." The lady-crown smiled and explained in a few simple words: "So she sold a small favor."

"This matter is very small, it's fine if the junior sister protects it. It's not worth it. It's rare to use the talisman shadow to tell me, right?" The figure opposite was silent for a while and said.

"It's my senior sister who knows me. Look at this article. This is written by Pei Ziyun within five steps. It's okay. Look at the description inside-"

As he said that, the female crown read aloud. The Peach Blossom Land is only 395 words. After reading it in a moment, the figure on the opposite side was silent for a long time before saying: "Although this Peach Blossom Land is only a few hundred words, its description is like a paradise."

"It seems to be a blessed land, but it is a description of the small cave heaven."

"This Pei Ziyun is a Taoist disciple?"

The lady crown smiled and said, "If it were a Taoist disciple, what else would I be surprised about?"

"I know this person. Zhao Ning from Songyun Sect is looking for the reincarnated uncle. He is in Woniu Village. He also noticed this son at the beginning. Later, he found that this son was too strong and focused on studying Confucianism to get fame, so he let go - this son never knows the mystery of Taoism."

"And even if the disciples of the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven are not aware of this description, the disciples of the entry are not aware of it. Only the disciples of the True Genealogy know that Zhao Ning will never tell him."

"That's the Daogen and Wisdom Bone?" The figure opposite was silent again, and then he said: "The shadow of the talisman is about to end, so I can't say it in detail. If I leave the seclusion, I will come over and take a look for it myself."

As he said, with a "bang", a small piece of round light on the talisman paper went out, and the girl didn't think it was strange, so she waved her sleeves and smiled: "Haha, I didn't expect that I would have found good talents for my masters and made a contribution."

He was in a very happy mood and ordered: "Today, let Aunt Li serve a few more dishes and tell her that there will be one more person in the temple in the future!"

The girl agreed, without any difficulty. Although the Taoist temple is not small, they are all women, and the master refuses to go to the kitchen every day. Therefore, the daily meals are served by a small restaurant nearby. At this time, just say more, it is nothing more than spending a few taels of silver.

These few taels of silver are naturally not a big deal.

Woniu Village

Pei Ziyun went back in thought. It was almost noon. Even if something happened, people still had to eat. Therefore, there were smoke wafting over the entire village. When they arrived at the door, they subconsciously sniffed... The house was filled with faint wood ash and the smell of rice.

"Mom, are you back?"

Pei Ziyun looked at it and found that his mother Pei Qian, who went out yesterday, had returned home and was cooking.

This is a woman who is only in her thirties but has been exhausted for a long time. She has worked hard to get her mother coughed and started to cough.

A little heat appeared in her heart. Pei Ziyun hurried forward and gently pounded her back. Pei Qian looked back and saw that it was her child, wearing a blue shirt and just came back from outside. Her frown also slowed down.

Pei Qian grabbed Pei Ziyun's neck and asked, "Son, I'm going home this morning and I don't see you. I heard the old aunt in the village privately say that Heifeng stole the village last night and asked for food. He didn't see my son. I was very worried. Now I feel relieved when I see that my son is fine."

After saying that, tears fell.

The same was true for my mother in her previous life. For the sake of her own, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but feel ache when she saw her mother like this.

At this time, Pei Qian stood up and saw that the firewood in the stove was burning, and the hot flames were licking the bottom of the pot. The fragrance of porridge came out from under the lid of the pot. However, the house was barren, and the kitchen was built in a small size without a chimney, and the smoke came out of the pot.

It turned out that my mother took advantage of the time of making porridge and embroidered some fabrics to supplement her household income. She coughed because she was smoked. Only then did Pei Ziyun discover the reason for her mother's cough.

"Mom, I can still put firewood!" Pei Ziyun pushed gently. Pei Qian could not resist his son and had to stay with the embroidered fabrics.

"Ye Suer, I have always been very fond of you. You are so handsome that you can manage the family." My mother said with a smile, but she didn't know what the Black Wind Thieves asked for the beauty in the village yesterday.

"I know you and Ye Su'er have been childhood sweethearts. No matter what happens in the future, you must treat her kindly. I see that you two young men will become married in the future, so my mother will feel at ease." After that, she saw that the porridge in the kitchen was cooked and she was about to go forward and hold the bowl.

The mother and son were drinking porridge with pickles. The Pei family was very strict in managing the family, and the same was true for Pei's mother. When eating, she would not speak unless there was something wrong.

After lunch and taking a break, Pei Ziyun hid Ye Suer about what he saw today and said one by one. When he said that the teacher gave him silver and asked him to go to the mansion for an examination, Pei's mother put down her work when she heard about this and started talking.

"Your deceased father was originally a juren of the previous dynasty. At that time, there was no one in the court, so he was transferred to the county lord Bo to suppress the rebellion, but he was killed by the thieves."

"This was a sacrifice for the country, but I didn't want to be framed again, saying that he was a thief and died."

"How can I argue in the chaos? I fled with your uncle. The war was in chaos and the whole journey was not peaceful. Your uncle relapsed while protecting me, and his old injuries relapsed during the escape, and he died."

"Because of panic when escaping, I had only time to bring some savings to the village. When I came to the village, I could only buy some family business. I spent it clean and my life became increasingly difficult. In addition to the scientific books I left behind, I also mortgaged all the family business. Fortunately, I also know the needle embroidery skills, so I barely made a living."

"The new dynasty is in power, and the world is getting better. A few years ago, Mr. Zhao came here because he was poor, and he asked you to become a teacher after the imperial family. He often helped me and my mother and son and taught you how to study every day."

"Today, you have achieved success in your studies. My family will eventually bring honor to your ancestors. Your father can rest in peace under the fountains. If you gain fame and fortune in the future, don't forget Mr. Zhao's help to my family."

Following his mother's account, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but go back to the room. This was a small room with a small wooden window. A wooden couch occupied half of the room. The couch was neatly stacked with white-washed green cloth quilts, and a bookshelves placed on the wall, which were densely packed with books. This was a book that his mother Pei Qian had to bring without gold, silver and softness.

This is the foundation of scholars.

The books on the shelf have been read by the original owner, and there are inkstone paper and pen on the small wooden table.

Pei Ziyun sat on a bench under the couch and swept around. He was in a heavy mood and a little dazed. He remembered the system's tasks and had some insight.

It seems that the original owner is not completely pedantic. The Pei family was originally a family of officials. The father died and the uncle died, and the mother and son depended on each other as their companions. Pei Qian was originally a county lady. For the sake of her son, she suffered a lot and shed tears for her family name. How could the original owner be ruthless and unrighteous and abandon everything to cultivate immortality?

Moreover, this system was originally created by the original owner's spiritual treasure, and it was neither omnipotent nor caring about other places. The tasks released were related to the original owner's regret. Therefore, the first task was to save Ye Suer, and the second was to obtain fame, but most of the test was to obtain fame and fortune. In front of him, he had white hair and wrinkles.

Pei Ziyun spread the rice paper, grind the ink, and after a while, the ink was a little sticky, so he picked up the pen and tried to write an article.

Just a moment, I wrote it out in a piece of text, just savoring the article carefully, the more I read it, the more I became wrong and couldn't see it at all. Pei Ziyun couldn't help but remain silent.

The original owner's quality is not high. He studied at the age of ten, but at this point in time, the past did not count. After five years, he finally barely became a scholar. Although he inherited the original owner's memory, memory does not equal talent. Simply put, it is like reading other people's books.

Now, although I have memories, I can’t win the scholars in the articles I write.

Of course, with memory, I save a few years of study, but if I have to cultivate to the original level of scholarship, I am afraid that it will take another few more years.

How many years can I wait for myself and Pei Qian?

The original owner remembers that Pei Qian went ill seven years later.

Thinking of this, I was silent for a long time, picked up the article given by my master, savored it carefully, and sighed for a long time: "It would be better for me to spend such articles for a few more years."

"That's all you can do is cheat."

"The original owner was pedantic and was actually secretly afraid of his golden fingers, but I was not afraid."

"The system just issues tasks and unlocks permissions. In fact, according to the original owner's memory, the function of this plum blossom is to steal the inspiration and Taoist mechanism!"

Pei Ziyun was in the room, with the window opening to the south. At this moment, the window was half open and half closed. A peach blossom was in full bloom outside the window, and he pondered for a long time.

"The petal of the plum blossom between the eyebrows has bloomed. Although we cannot steal the Taoist weapon, it is enough to steal the inspiration that does not contain supernatural power. At this time, we can find the things that can be placed in the inspiration."

"This has miraculous effects and can quickly increase your knowledge. If you want to pass the exam, you have to start from here."

"I remember Mr. Zhao, who is a Taoist, and is a Mengguan teaching in Ming Dynasty, and has collected a lot of books."

"According to the original owner's memory, printing and ordinary transcription, even if the content recorded is the Heavenly Book of Gold Records, it cannot be stolen, because it does not contain the rhyme of the inspiration."

"Only scholars or Taoists have worked hard all their lives and their own writings are written with their wisdom, they can be used as a entrusting thing and stolen for me."

"Mr. Zhao has a book pavilion, or he has his own needs. I have troubled you today. It is not advisable to go again. You can go tomorrow."

"And I was already very tired when I fought at night, so I just took a day off."
Chapter completed!