Xiaolin inherited her father's cooking skills, and the inn was continued by her and Zhang Ruochen.

The work Zhang Ruochen has to do has become more!

Boiling water, welcoming guests, serving dishes, washing dishes, wiping the table, etc., many things fell on his head.

When there are few guests, Xiaolin will habitually stand under the big locust tree and look at the sunset. I don’t know if he is waiting for someone or just want to see the beautiful clouds.

Finally, on a brightly red evening, the bad news came back to the town.

A disciple of the sect of the young man surnamed Yun came to the town and sent back the relics.

Xiaolin asked around and finally realized that his former lover died in the starry sky battlefield.

After death, no bones were left, saying that they were eaten by some monster!

Xiao Lin didn't know what the starry sky battlefield was, but a strange light appeared in his eyes and said, "Old man, do you say that Brother Yun worked hard to practice and didn't come to pick me up. Is it because he went to the battlefield? What's more important to do?"

Zhang Ruochen really wants to say, silly girl, you are deceiving yourself.

If he has you in his heart, even if he is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, he will keep his promise and come back to pick you up.

But, I thought of myself.

Am I also another boy surnamed Yun?

Somewhere in the starry sky, is there a silly girl like Xiaolin who is waiting for him every day?

Zhang Ruochen sat on a chair at the entrance of the inn, preparing the ingredients to be used tomorrow, using pebbles to rub brown rice, and said, "I heard that once I enter the world of cultivation, I will be unable to help myself. He must be a great hero, doing real big things."

This year, Xiaolin was already forty-two years old.

However, when he heard Zhang Ruochen's words, he smiled as brightly as when he was sixteen years old.

For the first time in so many years, she smiled like this.

When I laughed to the end, I started crying.

I cried all night.

Maybe she also knew that Zhang Ruochen lied to her.

Since then, she never waited under the big locust tree and began to take care of the inn seriously.

It was also this year that she finally got married and married the butcher in the town.

The butcher's surname is Liu, who is already in his fifties. He had a wife, but he was infected with wind and cold and died last winter. The butcher was very nice to Xiaolin. He personally sent the meat to the inn every time, and would give him one or two more kilograms and a few more bones.

A woman and an elderly man who runs an inn are easily bullied.

There is a need for such a man at home.

However, men in the world are the same, and they often look different before and after marriage.

The butcher is addicted to alcohol. Every time he gets drunk, he beats and scolds Xiao Lin.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care about this matter. He just wanted to be a bystander in this world and an old man who was about to die. Besides, everyone has to be responsible for the choices they make, right?

But he was a sentimental person after all. Seeing Xiao Lin crying all day long, he got older and faster day by day, he went over and asked, "Is this butcher unworthy, do you need help?"

Xiao Lin shook his head and touched his slightly raised belly.

After that, Zhang Ruochen stopped asking!

But I don’t know when it started, but Xiao Lin was used to it. Every day, he came to the big locust tree and stared at the sunset in a daze. Perhaps the sunset contained the most beautiful memories of her life.

The day the child was born, the butcher was so happy because he was a boy.

He picked up the butcher's knife and went to the backyard to slaughter the old yellow cow.

First, nourish Xiaolin's body.

Second, the old ox has lived too long, and everyone in the town is spreading it, and it is almost a sperm!

However, the butcher failed to kill the old cow, but was pushed to the ground and trampled to death by his hooves.

Two big white geese shouted happily and loudly, their eyes were very arrogant, and they circled around the corpse, as if saying, "You trash, you can't even fight a cow, and you're so embarrassed to call the butcher?"

Xiao Lin saw this scene at the window on the second floor, but he was neither sad nor happy, and was extremely indifferent.

But later, she followed Zhang Ruochen to bury the butcher and buried it next to Lao Mu. The tomb of Lao Mu was already covered with weeds.

The weather is getting colder every year.

Because the sun in the sky has changed from two to one.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen learned that the boy surnamed Yun died in the starry sky battlefield, he realized that he had not escaped from this world at all, but might be very close to the battlefield.

Poor he thought that he had escaped to the end of the sky and would never interfere in the dispute between heaven and hell again.

The cold weather causes the winter to grow longer.

Sometimes, snow can fall for half a year.

No matter how much preparation a mortal makes, it still cannot fight the weather.

Over the past ten years, more and more people have frozen to death in the town, becoming cold and quiet, and there is no longer the bustle and noisy that Zhang Ruochen had just arrived.

This year, Liu Shitou is ten years old!

The name of stone was taken by the butcher and kept it.

Xiao Lincang is very old. She is less than 60 years old. Her hair is gray and her face is full of wrinkles. She has been lying on the bed for half a month. She knows that she can't survive this winter.

Zhang Ruochen was next to her, and placed a stove, helped her sit up, and after feeding her the medicine, he suddenly asked, "Your body can't stand it anymore, but I have a way to help you live longer. Do you want to try it?"

Xiao Lin didn't say anything, and looked at the big locust tree outside the window.

Zhang Ruochen lifted his right hand up, revealing the seven-colored ring, and said, "I have a divine ring. If I make a wish to it, my wish will come true."

Xiao Lin finally smiled on his pale face and said weakly: "Old man, I know you are not an ordinary person, otherwise, how could the scalpers and white goose in the backyard become sperm?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled.

"How did we meet back then... Why can't I remember it?" Xiao Lin's voice was even hoarse than Zhang Ruochen, and she was as angry as if she was a wandering spring.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It was you and Lao Mu who picked me up from the wilderness."

"You have a good memory, yes, dad... dad... I'm going to see dad... I remembered that time... dad and I... went to the city to buy goods. On the way back... I found you on the way... At that time, dad was still very young... young..."

Xiao Lin's wrinkled mouth was no longer able to speak, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"At that time, you were also very young and cute."

Zhang Ruochen put Xiao Lin back on the bed, then took out the tie that Lao Mu had used from under the bed, and knocked it on the head of her bed, and sang in his vicissitudes of voice:

"A hundred years are like drunkenness, and the heart is full of spring.

Lying high in the east mountain, there is a cloud.

Anger, right and wrong are slapped in the face, and they are gone, and there are countless people in ancient and modern times."

"It's gone, and there are countless people in ancient and modern times... Alas!"

This is a tone that Lao Mu often sang when he was alive.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red for several times, but unfortunately there are no young people from that year.

After a song, Xiao Lin had completely lost his breath. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He smiled like Zhang Ruochen first saw her, and was in this room.

Zhang Ruochen originally thought that his heart would be difficult to cause any more trouble.

But at this moment, I clearly felt bitter and even regretted that I hadn't done anything.

It was at this moment that a throbbing appeared in his body and under his navel.

The throbbing turns into a circle and spreads out at a faster rate than light.

Zhang Ruochen sensed this thrill, and even sensed the fluctuations of the Wuji Holy Will. He was extremely surprised. How could he still sense the Wuji Holy Will?

For decades, he almost forgot that he had gone to the Taichu Singularity and practiced through countless hardships.

The Tenth Level of Heaven is the result of his practice of the "Ming Wang Sutra", the mystery, pale blood and earth, divine seal, and even the rules of divine patterns and divine aura, all obtained from the outside world.

Only Wuji Holy Will is the crystallization of his cultivation and the result of his own martial arts insights.

It belongs only to himself.

The location where the throbbing is the mysterious fetus under the navel.

The so-called mysterious fetus is actually the second sea of ​​Qi opened up by Zhang Ruochen in the fifth level of "The Mysterious Fetus Ping Mo Tian" in the "Ming Wang Sutra".

The mysterious fetus is also called "Xuanpin" in Taoism.

"The immortality of the valley is called the mysterious female. The gate of the mysterious female is called the root of heaven and earth, which is endless and cannot be used diligently."

The God of Ceres refers to the Tao.

It means: the way that evolves all things in heaven and earth is eternal and immortal, and is called mysterious female. Xuan female is the gate that produces yin and yang, and is the foundation of heaven and earth, and is endless, and it is like this forever, endless.

After Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to investigate, he found that the mysterious fetus was empty and had nothing.

The sacred intention of Wuji can no longer be sensed.

Zhang Ruochen did not become worried about gains and losses because of the moment of throbbing, and was still calm. The only thing that worried him was the circular fluctuations that had just spread out.
To be continued...