Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The name of the village is very simple, it is called Yusang Village. Not only is the place quiet, it does not even exist in the local government's map information.

Since they were mainly members of the Kaiyang Shui Tribe, there were no complicated social interactions. Now that we understood the situation, everyone was familiar with each other and quickly started preparing to build a new house.

The huge foundation stones were moved, and the large wooden beams were carried.

Strictly speaking, the residents here are all monsters, and they all have experience. They all know some masonry and carpentry skills, so building a house is really easy. Even if there are some difficult things, it can be done with a little magic.

In just a few days, a house near the mulberry forest has been built, with a hall, bedrooms, kitchen, and a silkworm room dedicated to raising silkworms.

Furniture supplies were brought all the way back from the market in an ox cart.

The villagers here are also very easy to get along with, regardless of their true identity, but Zhuo Qing can feel that kindness.

After getting familiar with this place, Zhuo Qing's sense of restraint became less and less, and she and Yi Shuyuan personally participated in the construction, even if it was just under Hui Mian's blind command and Ni Hui.

Then Hui Mian is often the one who laughs the loudest.

The house was finally built today.

The sound of "cracking" kept ringing. Someone specially brought firecrackers to set off.

However, Yi Shuyuan and Zhuo Qing were already busy, and the latter became a little nervous again after many days, because Yi Shuyuan said that he needed to prepare a special meal as a thank you gift.

Of course, Zhuo Qing and Hui Mian can't be counted on, and Yi Shuyuan has to rely on cooking.

Yi Shuyuan eagerly stood in front of the stove, rolled up his sleeves to his upper arms, tied his long hair behind his back, and stood on the big iron pot with a spatula in his hand.

"Today, let me show you my skills -"

Yi Shuyuan was talking over there, while Zhuo Qing and Hui Mian quickly stuffed firewood into the two stoves to make the fires brighter.

People resting in the courtyard outside all looked sideways at the kitchen, looking forward to what amazing dishes the fairy could make. Will there be any delicacies from the fairy house?

The ingredients are the freshest river fresh food and an unlucky goose. They have been taken care of and are all ordered by Hui Mian.

However, Yi Shuyuan did not cook immediately. Instead, he waited for the pot to heat up and then put down two large pieces of fatty meat.

Hui Mian became curious as he watched Yi Shuyuan use the spatula to press the fat meat, sliding it in the two iron pots.

"Sir, what kind of food is this?"

"This is not cooking. A new pot needs to be opened. Only with this step can we cook. Zhuo Qing, returning to a peaceful life is not just a matter of words. Playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting are elegant, but there are still many things in life that you need to re-learn. study."

Thirteen Loufang will not teach this.

Hearing what Yi Shuyuan said, Zhuo Qing nodded heavily. She had learned a lot in the past few days.

After opening the pot, he cleaned it again. He poured oil into the two pots, fried the fish in one pot and the goose in the other. After adding enough firewood, Zhuo Qing stood up and watched.

Yi Shuyuan stir-fries the vegetables very quickly. When he gently stirs the fish on the other side with the shovel, it feels like a falling sword. When he flips his hand to stir-fry the goose on the other side, it feels soft but strong.

Then he transformed into a gourd, uncorked the bottles, and poured wine into the two pots. The original aroma of the dishes became even more aromatic with the aroma of wine.

Fill the pan for frying the fish with water until it is halfway filled, cover the pan and ignore it for now, then focus on frying the goose meat, adding the sauce and other ingredients from time to time.

When I opened the fish pot again, the soup was already milky white with golden yellow color.

"smell good"

Zhuo Qing said something, and Hui Mian's paws became a little restless.

This aroma that was far superior to ordinary dishes wafted out of the kitchen. Some of the aquatic people who were working today, and even General Crab, who was both supervising and helping out, couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Finally, two large pots of dishes were completed, one with bright-colored sauce and full of juice, and the other with milky-white soup with green onions floating in it.

Two strong aromas wafted out from the dishes, surrounding the house like two hazy streamers that lingered for a long time.

Looking at Hui Mian and Zhuo Qing's admiring eyes, Yi Shuyuan smiled proudly and shouted towards the door.

"Everyone is ready to eat——"

When we ate on the boat, it felt very good to eat around the big pot. Today, Yi Shuyuan also followed suit. Instead of putting the dishes in pots and plates, he moved the two big pots directly to the yard.

In the courtyard, two small platforms were built with mud bricks to hold two large pots. There were also two small stoves on the platform, and the charcoal from the stoves was heated below.

The rice is delivered in buckets from other people's houses.

After these days, we have become familiar with each other, and there is no formality in the presence of immortals and gods. Zhuo Qing's few sincere words of thanks after toasting made everyone happy.

There are too many people and not enough space, so everyone eats standing.

When I moved my chopsticks and ate the fish and goose, some of the people present realized that it was extremely delicious, while others, like the Crab General, immediately tasted something special.

"This dish!" "It's delicious!"

"No, this dish is extraordinary!"

"Eat the nonsense, can the immortal's food be average?"

"Hey, pour some soup, pour some soup!"

"There's only so much, don't grab it."

Under what circumstances is the most delicious meal? Apart from the fact that the meal itself is good, it is all about eating it.

There was no identity distinction at this meeting, and no one used any magic. They just used a pair of chopsticks to grab vegetables and rice according to their abilities.

Of course, no matter how much everyone knows, General Crab, Immortal Mi Li and Miss Zhuo Qing will not take over the place where their chopsticks fall.

Normally, the two pots are indeed not small, and a lot of rice is cooked, but for so many aquariums, such a small amount of food is definitely not enough.

But the strange thing is that after eating, almost all the villagers, except General Crab, felt full and satisfied, and they were also drunk and warm.

Not long after, everyone felt sleepy, said goodbye and went to rest.

Zhuo Qing also felt heat flowing through her body at this moment, and her face turned red. This feeling was a bit like being hit by a love drug, but both her heart rate and her mind were very stable, and there was no restlessness or despair.

Feeling sleepy, Yi Shuyuan no longer asked Zhuo Qing to clean up the dishes. Instead, he helped Zhuo Qing into the bedroom and waited for her to lie down before coming out to handle the pots and pans alone.

He was the only one left in the courtyard. Yi Shuyuan looked around and saw no one. He waved his sleeves and swept away all the stains on the dishes in the tub.

Even the two large pots had a new look, and everything was sorted and flown back to the kitchen.

"Sir, you cheated!"

Hui Mian, who was standing on his shoulder, immediately shouted.

"Alas, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. It is better to use the magic method."

Yi Shuyuan sighed and did not refute Hui Mian's words.

Shaking off the water stains on his hands, Yi Shuyuan put his sleeves down again and looked in the direction of the bedroom in the courtyard.

"Sir, are you going to leave without saying goodbye again?"

"That's not the case."

Yi Shuyuan said this, walked to another room, lit the oil lamp with one finger, then took out a pen and paper and started writing.

Hui Mian jumped on the table and watched Yi Shuyuan write, looking at his husband with contempt.

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes? Can this be considered saying goodbye without saying goodbye?"

As Yi Shuyuan spoke, he lightly slapped the paper, and all the ink dried immediately.

"At least wait until all the silkworms in the silkworm room have laid eggs!"

"Then do we need to teach them how to raise them, how to spin them, how to weave them, and how to make clothes?"

Hui Mian immediately shook his head.

"That's not necessary. Just wait until the silkworms grow fatter. They are delicious both raw and cooked!"

Yi Shuyuan rolled his eyes at Hui Mian, grabbed the letter and stood up.

"Yusang Village is indeed a good place. She has begun to adapt to it, and the people here will help her. But if I stay longer, she may become too attached even as a daughter."

"Isn't this okay?"

Hui Mian asked, Yi Shuyuan glanced at it, thought for a moment and nodded.

"Maybe you're right. It's just a mortal experience, and there's nothing bad about it."

With that said, Yi Shuyuan had left the house, then opened the door of the master bedroom and placed the paper beside the bed with his own hands.

Zhuo Qing's eyelids trembled slightly at this moment, and her hands hidden under the quilt clenched the corner of the quilt.

Although it was night, both Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian obviously noticed this. The former put down the letter and thought about it for a while but still said nothing, but Hui Mian jumped down and reached Zhuo Qing's ear.

"We will definitely come back to see you."

As soon as Hui Mian said these words, Zhuo Qing opened her eyes.

Seeing this, Yi Shuyuan could only smile helplessly.

"Then let's say goodbye in person."

Zhuo Qing turned to look at the woman in front of her who looked very similar to her. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't hold back her tears.

"Sister Mili, can I hug you again?"

Yi Shuyuan simply acted more casually, walked to the bed and let Zhuo Qing, who lifted the quilt, hug him.

After a while, Zhuo Qing calmed down, let go of her hand and took a step back.

"Thank you sister for allowing me to be willful this time, and Hui Mian, I just heard it!"

Yi Shuyuan shook his head slightly.

"I didn't say I couldn't come. Let's live a good life here!"

With that said, Yi Shuyuan walked towards the door. Hui Mian jumped onto Zhuo Qing's shoulder and whispered a few words, then rushed towards Yi Shuyuan.

After Yi Shuyuan went out, he paused slightly and said sideways.

"Returning to peace after experiencing suffering may lead to the three-fold nature."

After saying that, he stepped out of the fenced courtyard.

"Huuu. Huuu"

The surrounding mulberry trees began to sway in the wind. As Zhuo Qing watched, Yi Shuyuan walked away in the wind.

Zhuo Qing didn't know how she woke up just now. As soon as Yi Shuyuan left, the sleepiness hit her again. Maybe it was really good to fall asleep at this time.

With this thought, Zhuo Qing returned to bed and fell asleep again. This time she had a dream that felt so real.

Zhuo Qing dreamed that she had not opened her eyes just now, and dreamed that Sister Mili had walked to the door but did not leave.

Dreaming that Mi Li turned back into Long Feiyang at this moment, dreaming that Long Daxia came back and hugged her, and she responded enthusiastically regardless of anything

When the time came, Zhuo Qing woke up naturally.

Looking at the paper beside the bed, Zhuo Qing lit the oil lamp, read it carefully and put the paper away carefully. Surprisingly, she didn't feel too lonely in her heart.

——

Three feet above the water in the canal, Yi Shuyuan, who was walking against the wind, let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a good result after all!"

Hui Mian was on his shoulder, scolding him.

"Sir, look, what books are you leaving? It was so simple like just now?"

Yi Shuyuan frowned. The Yin Chen in his sleeve had turned into a long sword with a white sheath the moment it slipped out.

"Zheng~"

The long sword slowly came out of the body. Looking at the sword, Yi Shuyuan seemed to be able to feel the change in Zhuo Qing's mood at the last moment.

Mi Li's swordsmanship was born somewhat in response to Zhuo Qing's heart.

From tenderness to expectation, blending into the flowing water and brilliance, to turning into the sharpness that breaks the shackles

Until this moment, Yi Shuyuantong felt his feelings, and a new sword intention had already arisen in his heart. It was actually the completion of the immortal swordsmanship!

When my heart was slightly shaken, I saw light rain starting to fall from the sky.

The raindrops made a muffled sound as they hit the anchored boats in the river, and scattered all over the water.

When it hits the sword, the crisp sound it makes is like plucking the strings of a pipa.

"Dang, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding."

It was only at this moment that Yi Shuyuan suddenly realized that today was Guyu, and it happened to be the Shangsi Festival as well.

"Grain rain and grain rain, the patter of rain, the sky is already conveying love, the spring is full of clouds and rain."

While muttering, Yi Shuyuan, still holding the sword in his hand, had changed back to his original appearance.

"Sir, it's raining, it's raining!"

Hui Mian shouted, seeing that Yi Shuyuan ignored him, he knew that he must not be deaf, so he hid in Yi Shuyuan's clothes.

Walking through the rain curtain, Yi Shuyuan did not use water avoidance. He was a little unsure whether he had suffered a disaster in the previous period, and whether he had survived it?

Or, the twenty-four festivals may not really be the twenty-four tribulations.

After all, in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, what would happen even if he fully accepted Zhuo Qing's love?

Can this also be considered a disaster?

Maybe the way of cultivation of others can be considered, but for Yi Shuyuan, the love of the world is also the beauty of the world!

Just thinking of this made Yi Shuyuan think deeply.

If he hadn't faced it calmly without hiding, perhaps that state of heartbeat and fear would be the real doom.