Xiao Lin inherited her father's cooking skills, and she and Zhang Ruochen continued to run the inn.

Zhang Ruochen has more work to do!

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

When there were few guests, Xiao Lin would still habitually stand under the big locust tree every evening and look at the sunset. I don’t know if he was waiting for someone or just wanted to see the beautiful clouds.

Finally, on a dusk with a bright red sunset, the bad news came back to the small town.

Disciples from the sect of the young man named Yun came to the town and sent back the relics.

Xiao Lin asked around and finally found out that his former lover died on the starry sky battlefield.

After his death, no bones were left behind, so he was said to have been eaten by some monster!

Xiao Lin didn't know what the Starry Sky Battlefield was, but there was a strange brilliance in his eyes, and he said: "Old man, you said that Brother Yun was practicing hard and didn't come to pick me up. Is it because he went to the battlefield? What he has to do is more important.

Something?"

Zhang Ruochen wanted to say, silly girl, you are deceiving yourself and others.

If he still has you in his heart, he will keep his promise and come back to pick you up even though he is thousands of miles away.

But, I thought of myself.

Why am I not another young man named Yun?

Is there a silly girl like Xiaolin waiting for him somewhere in the starry sky every day?

Zhang Ruochen was sitting on a chair at the door of the inn, preparing the ingredients for tomorrow. He used pebbles to grind brown rice and said, "I heard that once you enter the world of cultivation, you can't help yourself. He must be a great master."

Heroes, doing really great things."

This year, Xiao Lin is forty-two years old.

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

It was the first time in so many years that she showed such a smile.

When I laughed at the end, I started crying.

Cried all night.

Maybe she also knew that Zhang Ruochen was lying to her.

After that, she never waited under the big locust tree again, and began to take care of the inn seriously.

It was also this year that she finally got married, to a butcher in the town.

The butcher’s surname was Liu. He was in his fifties and had a wife, but she contracted cold and died last winter. The butcher was very kind to Xiao Lin. He personally delivered the meat to the inn every time, and would also give an extra pound or two.

, add a few more bones.

A woman or an old man who runs an inn is easily bullied.

The family needs a man like this.

However, men all over the world are the same. They often look different before marriage and after marriage.

The butcher was addicted to alcohol, and every time he got drunk, he would beat and scold Xiao Lin.

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

However, he was a sentimental person after all. Seeing that the little boy was crying in tears on his deathbed and growing older day by day, he still went over and asked, "Is this butcher in trouble? Does he need help?"

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

After that, Zhang Ruochen stopped asking!

But I don't know when it started, but Xiao Lin got used to it. Every day, she came to the big locust tree and stared at the sunset in a daze. Perhaps the sunset contained the best memories of her life.

The day the child was born, the butcher was very happy because it was a boy.

He picked up the butcher knife and went to the backyard to kill the old scalper.

The first is to replenish Xiaolin's body.

Second, the old scalper has lived too long, and people in the town are spreading rumors that he is about to become a sperm!

However, the butcher failed to kill the old scalper. Instead, he was knocked to the ground and trampled to death by its hoof.

The cheerful and high-pitched cries of two big white geese were heard next to them. Their eyes were very proud and they were circling the corpse, as if to say, you loser, you can't even fight a cow, why do you have the nerve to call a butcher?

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

But later, she followed Zhang Ruochen and buried the butcher next to Lao Mu. Lao Mu's grave was already overgrown with weeds.

The weather is getting colder every year.

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

In fact, after learning that the boy named Yun died on the Starry Sky Battlefield, Zhang Ruochen realized that he had not escaped from this world at all, but might have been very close to the battlefield.

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

Severe cold weather causes winter to become longer and longer.

Sometimes, it snows for half a year.

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

Over the past ten years, more and more people have frozen to death in the small town. It has become colder and quieter, and there is no longer the bustle and bustle that Zhang Ruochen had when he first arrived.

This year, Liu Shitou turns ten years old!

The name Shitou was given by the butcher and has been preserved.

Xiao Lin was very old. She was not yet sixty years old. Her hair was already gray and her face was wrinkled. She had been lying in bed for half a month. She knew that she would not survive this winter.

Zhang Ruochen placed a stove beside her, helped her sit up, fed her the soup, and suddenly asked: "Your body can't take it anymore, but I have a way to help you live longer."

Do you want to try it?"

Xiao Lin said nothing and looked at the big locust tree outside the window.

Zhang Ruochen raised his right hand, revealing a colorful ring, and said, "I have a divine ring. If you make a wish to it, your wish will come true."

A smile finally appeared on Xiao Lin's pale face, and he said weakly: "Old man, I know you are not an ordinary person. Otherwise, how could the cattle and white geese in the backyard become sperm?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled.

"How did we meet... back then... Why can't I remember?" Xiao Lin's voice was hoarse than Zhang Ruochen's, and breathless.

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

"You have a really good memory, yes, dad... dad... I'm going to see dad... I remember, 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, my father was still very young... young..."

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

"You were very young and cute then."

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

"A hundred years of drunkenness, full of spring.

There is a cloud lying high on the east mountain.

Anger, the dust of right and wrong blows in the face and disappears, and it has been used by countless people in ancient and modern times."

"Washing away, the infinite number of people in ancient and modern times...ah!"

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

The green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red several times, but it is a pity that the young people of that year are gone.

After the song, Xiao Lin had completely lost his breath. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. The smile was just like the way Zhang Ruochen saw her for the first time, also in this room.

Zhang Ruochen thought that his heart would never be troubled again.

But at this moment, I clearly feel bitter and even regretful about what I didn't do.

It was at this moment that a throbbing appeared in his body, below his navel.

The throbbing turned into a circle and spread out faster than light.

Zhang Ruochen noticed this throbbing, and even sensed the fluctuations of Wuji's holy will. He was extremely surprised in his heart, how could he still sense Wuji's holy will.

For decades, he had almost forgotten that he had gone to the singularity of Taichu and gone through countless hardships to cultivate this first-grade holy will.

The Tenth Heavenly Universe is the result of his practice of the "Ming King Sutra". The secrets, pale blood and soil, divine seals, and even the regular divine patterns and divine energy were all obtained from the outside world.

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

Only belongs to himself.

The location where the throbbing came from was the mysterious fetus under the navel.

The so-called Xuan Fei is actually the second sea of ​​qi created by Zhang Ruochen's practice of the fifth level of "Xuan Fei Ping Demon Heaven" in the "Ming King Sutra".

Xuan Fei is also called "Xuan Fei" in Taoism.

"The immortality of the Grain God is called Xuan Ni. The gate of Xuan Ni is called the root of heaven and earth. If it persists, it will not be used diligently."
To be continued...