The architecture and style of the village are quite ancient. Most of the houses are built with rammed earth and topped with thatch. It seems that it is the busy farming season, and most of the villagers are working in the fields. From a distance, they are hard-working figures facing the loess and facing the sky.

"Is this the ideal place for Gao Huajun before his death?" Ye Xingyuan was a little confused. The saint disciples were unique and their wishes came true after they died. They could live in their ideal place for a long time. Of course, the majesty of the saint cannot be achieved by imaginary purposes, otherwise they would definitely choose to follow the saint forever.

But if you want to be second best, Gao Huajun likes such a simple and hard-working countryside?

Mrs. Li sighed, "Everyone has ambition. The last wishes of our ancestors are just a place where we are studying when we were young. They have a thorough knowledge and do not care about fame, wealth and honor, but only seek peace of mind."

It was still because his own practice was not enough, Ye Xingyuan smiled. He was a common man after all. If he wanted to die now and could have his own ideal country after death, he would definitely have all kinds of prosperity and enjoyment, and it would not be as willing to be as indifferent as these people.

The young and strong in the village, even women and children, have gone to the fields to work, and there are no people at the entrance of the village. There is only a honest young man riding on the roof of a house, as if he is repairing the house. As if he is hot and dry today, he sweats like rain, but he does it very carefully and seriously.

Ye Xingyuan and Mrs. Li looked at each other, walked to the room, and asked politely: "Brother, we are a foreigner. We walked here because we were confused. I wonder where this place is?"

There was nowhere to be found, so I could only find a way to inquire by myself. The young man looked down and replied with a smile: "Where are you from? This is Shuangjing Village. There is still two days to go to Liangdu, and you have to cross the Taichong Mountain opposite. If you go to Liangdu, you will definitely not be able to arrive today, so you should rest in the village."

Liangdu Zhu Ning'er had never heard of this strange place name, so she turned her head and looked at Ye Xingyuan in confusion. Ye Xingyuan and Mrs. Li were both well-read history books, and they didn't know the meaning of this place name, so they both nodded.

As expected! The country after Gao Huajun's death was in the Warring States Period three thousand years ago. Liangdu was the capital of Zhao State. After the sage preached and the Human Emperor unified the world, it was renamed Liangzhou and has been used to this day.

Gao Huajun was originally from Zhao. Then the so-called Shuangjing Village should be Gao Huajun's hometown.

This is the ideal place he was thinking about before his death, and it finally turned into reality. Where is Gao Huajun?

Ye Xingyuan thought of the sound of the sound of the young man and heard the question. He said vaguely: "We came from Wei State and were going to Liangdu. We originally only walked on the official road, but because we were greedy for the scenery in the mountains. We accidentally walked here. Fortunately, we were advised by my brother, and I wonder if there was an inn in the village?"

The young man said generously: "Where is there any inn in the wilderness village? You can rest for a while and drink water. When my parents come back, I will leave you at my house for one night after I report it."

He was attentive and hospitable. However, he was quite wise. He was not the head of the family, so he had to report to his parents first to keep guests. Ye Xingyuan felt moved, as if he felt something was wrong. Mrs. Li pulled the corner of his clothes and pointed quietly on the roof.

Ye Xingyuan was looking up and then suddenly heard a bang, and a flame suddenly rose on the thatched roof. In an instant, it became more and more prosperous, wrapping the young man inside.

"Not good!" Ye Xingyuan exclaimed, "Brother, don't panic. I'll save you!"

He circled around the house, trying to find the ladder where the young man went up the roof, but couldn't find it. Just as he was shocked, the young man in the sea of ​​fire was holding two hats in his hand and pounced on his fan. He rose up like a big bird and drifted away with the wind. After only a few sways, he disappeared and left a burning fire house.

"Is this Gao Huajun's Fenghuo Escape?" Ye Xingyuan didn't know what was going on at this time. The scene in front of him was the story of Gao Huajun, a famous historical story of the wind avoiding fire. Unexpectedly, this allusion originally existed only in the book, was actually staged in front of him.

Mrs. Li smiled bitterly and said, "It should be impossible. I didn't expect that this young man was Gao Huajun himself, and I never expected that the ideal place he had been framed by his stepmother."

Is this person a tendency to be abused? Ye Xingyuan complained in his heart, and it was not a big mistake for him to think at first that who would have recalled the time when he was abused over and over again? Was it the happiest time in Gao Huajun's life that he was almost burned to death?

The time and place have been clear. Gao Huajun's country after his death was his youth. At this time, his stepmother had given birth to a second son for his father. Because he hated him, he set up various vicious plans to kill Gao Huajun.

However, Gao Huajun has Su Hui and has been blessed by heaven and earth, and escaped by chance. In the scene just now, his stepmother tricked Gao Huajun and asked him to repair the roof alone at home, then quietly went up the room to pull the ladder and set fire to the house.

Gao Huajun used the power of wind and fire to sway between heaven and earth, and left without any loss.

"What a pity. You must know that he is Gao Huajun. He saved him from the beginning, and maybe he could get his approval, and the token could be obtained." Ye Xingyuan secretly regretted and recalled the records in the book.

The biography of these ancient figures is concise and concise, and of course it is impossible to contain many details. Gao Huajun's thrilling experiences when he was young were just mentioned in a letter.

I remember that after Gao Huajun's "Wind and Fire Escape", his father thought he was dead, and his stepmother pretended to have shed a few tears. But a few days later, Gao Huajun returned again and said that he was swept away by a gust of wind. His father was very happy and did not pursue it.

There is no way to find out where Gao Huajun went in the past few days, and it is even more difficult to find in this country after death. Ye Xingyuan pondered: "No matter what, we already know the traces of Gao Huajun, so we wait in the village and look for him at the same time?"

If you can find Gao Huajun in these few days, you may be able to solve him faster. If it doesn't work, you will have to wait for a few days. However, the time flow rate of this country after death should be different from that of the outside world, and Ye Xingyuan is not in a hurry.

At this time, when he saw the fire in the village, all the farmers who were originally busy in the fields rushed back in a noisy way. Gao Huajun's father Yusou cried loudly when he saw that his house was suffering, and his stepmother also cried with him. The villagers poured water to put out the fire, but they could not stop the fire. When the flames were extinguished, there were only a pile of ruins and charcoal left in front of him.

The stepmother cried and said, "Today's busy farming, I wanted Gao Hua to rest at home, but I didn't want to suffer it instead. It's all my fault!"

She burst into tears and had excellent acting skills. If she hadn't known that all this was her arrangement, no one would have believed that she was a cruel stepmother. The villagers comforted her and stopped crying.

Someone also came to ask Ye Xingyuan and others. Ye Xingyuan pretended to be confused and said that he was a passerby. He wanted to come to help when he saw that the place was in full swing, but he was already one step too late.

At that time, the people were simple and no one suspected him, so a wealthy person in the village invited them to rest in the village. Ye Xingyuan simply said that he would stay for a few more days and also gave them a few exquisite accessories to his family. Although the other party kept politely pushing him, he finally accepted them happily.

Of course, the craftsmanship of three thousand years later was far ahead of that year. The people in these small villages almost regarded them as priceless treasures. Seeing Ye Xingyuan and others dressed very well, they only thought they were noble families, and they were more respectful and polite to them. They wanted to live in the village more often, and everyone was very welcomed.

Even Gao Huajun's biological father and stepmother came to flatter him, probably trying to get some benefits. Ye Xingyuan saw that they had just had a sudden effort and his previous grief disappeared. He also felt that the parents were too affectionate and felt that they were even more disgusted.

Ye Xingyuan said to Mrs. Li: "No wonder people say that with a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. Why did Gao Huajun think that this is his ideal at this time? Even if he can't bear to leave his father, it should be after he influenced his parents?"

Mrs. Li pondered: "This should probably be the key. As long as you can solve this doubt and understand what Gao Huajun is thinking, you should be able to get his recognition. It's a pity that I can't find him in the past few days, so I can only wait for him to come back."

Zhu Ning'er has already played to her advantages. On the one hand, she won the hearts of the villagers, and on the other hand, she arranged for them to search for Gao Huajun's traces. However, in just a few days, someone had already been devoted to her. It can be seen that she was naturally good at bewitching people's hearts and command. As the saint of the Crow God Sect, she is really qualified.

But Gao Huajun still had no news. Most of the villagers believed that he had been burned to ashes. Only Ye Xingyuan and Mrs. Li, who knew history, knew that he must be alive somewhere.

Sure enough, five days later, Gao Huajun appeared at the entrance of the village like nothing happened.

He still had a honest smile, ignoring the expression that others seemed to be ghosting when they saw him, especially the expression on his stepmother's face was even more wonderful. Ye Xingyuan only regretted that he could not see it.

"When the fire broke out, I was swept away by a strong wind and then went to the mountain in the distance." Gao Huajun sincerely pointed to the top of a mountain in the distance, "and then it took a few days to walk back."

His tone makes people unable to believe it, and seeing that the straw sandals under his feet are also broken, they really look like they have walked a long way. Everyone can only attribute it to this, God's will to save people. Gao Huajun will survive the disaster and will surely have good fortune. Many people came up to congratulate him.

Some people also congratulated Yushou and his wife, but Yushou was fine. The stepmother's expression was both awkward and annoyed. Ye Xingyuan wanted to laugh when he looked at it.

Gao Huajun recognized Ye Xingyuan and others, and came over to thank them again, "Thank you for saving me at that time."

Ye Xingyuan shook his head and said, "I haven't helped you, either. You are lucky enough to turn bad luck into good luck."
Chapter completed!