On the fifth day of March, it was cloudy.

Morning light from the East, and gradually illuminate the land, over the high ups and downs of the Tianyin mountains, scattered in the foothills of Xilu City, illuminate this bustling city, remind countless people in the city is the beginning of a new day.

Young Shen Shi naturally wakes up.

Will it be a fine day today?

He looked at the magnificent mountain without expression. After a while, he turned back and sat down at the desk not far away by the window wall. Compared with ordinary people's desks, the desk in Shen Shi's room will be a little longer, and it will be placed upright on the left side of the window. On both sides of the desk are stacked three large boxes, a total of six. They are all made of gray brown rattan. They look strong and square. They almost reach Shen Shi's chest, and I don't know what's inside.

Sitting in front of the desk, Shen Shi calmed down. Then, with a light complexion, he reached out and took a piece of white paper carefully cut into three inches wide and four inches long from the side of the desk and put it in front of him. All the ink, paper and inkstone on the desk were ready. Shen Shi also did it himself, adding water to polish the ink. Later, when he was ready, he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink and began to put it on the paper.

Black ink is now between the white paper, refers to the pen holder, soft road, all the way down without the slightest tremor, it is very stable. And the handwriting moves smoothly, it seems that at this moment he has already practiced many times, and he is very familiar with it. It's just that the young man's appearance of writing is beautiful, but what finally forms on the white paper is not ordinary words, but strange and twisted patterns, which are simple and complicated, and different from each other. Ordinary people can hardly understand the meaning of these strange patterns at a glance, but some people will believe it.

On the other side of the courtyard outside, outside the railings of a quiet corridor, in the cool morning wind, behind the grass and flowers on the green fence eaves, stood a stout man, quietly staring at the young man behind the window in front of him, watching him get up and open the window, watching him smile and slouch, watching him practice painting, watching him smile calmly, and a little bit of a teenager's heart He was so complacent that he stroked those big boxes. Although they were filled with useless white paper, it took him many years to be his most precious treasure.

He looked at the young man quietly, his eyes bright and clear, deep in his eyes, vaguely with some memories and warmth. At this time, Shen Shi came to the window, his eyes turned, and soon saw the man. A smile appeared on his face, and he waved: "Dad!"

He had a good laugh and didn't try to suppress his voice. Shen Tai, Shen Shi's father, waved to Shen Shi with a smile. Shen Shi opened the door and ran to Shen Tai's side.

Shen Tai reached out and touched Shen Shi's head and asked gently, "are you tired?"

Shen Shi shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not tired. I'm used to it."

Shen Tai laughed and said, "Yin Yang, five elements and ten kinds of runes are rare, difficult, complicated and distorted. Even in the realm of cultivation, few people have ever been involved in them. It's not easy for you to persist in painting for seven years at a young age." After that, he seemed to think of something, pondered a little, and then said: "although the art of talisman is only a small way, it is not valued by people in the realm of cultivation, if you can persist in it, it will be beneficial in the future, and it will become a reliance on your cultivation. Dad has been urging you all these years. After all, it's for your own good. Don't blame me in your heart. "

Shen Shi laughs, shakes his head and laughs without saying anything. Looking at the look on his face, it's the same as his father's.

But Shen Tai was at a loss for no reason. Another familiar figure seemed to float in front of his eyes.

After a while, Shen Tai seemed to wake up from a long memory. He shook his head and said with a smile, "let's go. Today is a good day. Let's go to worship your mother and have a good talk with her."

Shen Shi agreed and walked to the front hall behind his father. He just looked up at the sky as he walked. The haze and light gray sky was overcast, just like normal days.

The light smoke is curling and floating among the three pillars of incense. Shen Tai and Shen Shi are standing in a quiet room. In front of them is a incense table, on which there is a spirit card. From top to bottom, the number of "Shen men Bai's spirit tablet" is simply written.

Usually, he is always a chubby man with a smiling face. Now he rarely stops smiling and stands in front of his deceased wife's throne silently, silent and staring at the card.

As for Shen Shi, he stood behind his father and bowed three times to the memorial tablet with his hands folded. His lips moved, as if he was saying something to the dead mother's throne at the bottom of his heart.

There was peace in the quiet room until Shen Tai suddenly opened his mouth and said, "little stone, do you remember what I told you?"

Shen Shi's body suddenly trembled, as if all his muscles were suddenly tense at that moment. He suddenly looked up and looked at his father's back. Shen Tai did not look back, but still stood with his back to him, staring at the spirit card on the incense table.

"Remember..." After a while, Shen Shi answered in a low voice, but he didn't know why."Good." Shen Tai nodded slowly, then said, "it's today."

He turned around, looked at Shen Shi, his only son, his own flesh and blood, and said in a soft voice, "they have taken back the place they gave you to practice in the mountains and transferred it to the Wang family."

Shen Shi's breathing stopped in an instant. The corner of his eyes twitched involuntarily. Shen Taichang took a breath and said, "we have no way back, little stone."

Shen Shi lowered his head slowly. After a long time, he said softly, "I understand, Dad."

Staring at his son, Shen Tai suddenly put his arms around him and left him. Shen Shi clenched his teeth, and his face muscles trembled slightly. He said in a low voice, "Dad, it's OK. I'm not afraid."

Shen Tai closed his eyes. Then, little by little, he let go of his arms and lowered his voice. He said in words that only Shen Shi could hear: "you go now. Everything will be done according to what we said before. Wait for me at the butcher's place."

Shen Shi nodded heavily and took a deep look at his father, who had been living with him for more than ten years. Without hesitation, he turned and strode out of the quiet room.

Shen Tai's eyes flutter with his son's figure, until his back disappears, until his footsteps finally go away, then he slowly turns around and faces the spirit card on the incense table again.

Light smoke curled around, as if to make the handwriting of the tablet a little blurred.

Shen Tai tightly clenched his right hand and slowly spread it out. In the palm of his hand, it was a small jade hourglass with a little green color. It was only about half an inch long. The fine white sand flowed and dripped silently inside. However, the appearance looked rather shabby and the luster was very dim. It was a worthless gadget for many years.

He deeply gazed at the jade hourglass, then raised his head, looked at the smart card, suddenly laughed, and said: "Xiaobai, you have to protect our son."

After walking through the quiet back hall courtyard and around several corridors, Shen Shi walked along the corridor road with no expression. He felt the noise coming from the lively sound gradually in front of him. It was the sound that he was familiar with every day when he was growing up. Soon after, around a screen wall, a hanging curtain and door appeared in front of him. When he arrived here, the noise became much louder. Shen Shi stopped and stared there. After a moment, he took a deep breath, bit his teeth, and then stepped over. Suddenly, a wave of sound came.

The plan of a year lies in spring, and the plan of a day lies in the morning. Although it is still the morning now, the first floor of Tianyi, which has been operated by Shen Tai for more than ten years in Xilu City, has just opened. However, the spacious shop is already crowded with people, and there are many guests coming and going.

Shen Shi is located on the southwest side of Hongmeng continent, commonly known as "Yinzhou". It is said that Shen Shi got his name from a huge Tianyin mountain range across the state. Among the 90 prefectures in Hongmeng City, Yinzhou is located in the southwest, but it has a large area. Among the several prefectures in the southwest, it is a prosperous place.

At this moment, the Tianyi floor, which opened early in the morning, is very busy. Under Shen Tai's business plan these years, Tianyi floor is no longer the small storefront that could only sell some secret Taoist Scriptures that were thrown out of the dark gate, and even despised by himself. There are dozens of spacious counters in the spacious shop, including Taoist Scriptures, secret collections, Pharmacopoeia, lingcao, ores, demon pills and talismans There are almost all kinds of spiritual materials related to today's cultivation. There are goods on sale on the first floor of the sky, and there are also some rare spiritual products. Of course, the prices of these good things are extremely expensive.

Shen Shi has been used to playing with his father in the first floor since he was a child. Almost all the people in the first floor are from Xuanyin gate, but for the sake of being a man in the first floor, they are all disciples who can't practice Taoism. Everyone knows the young master of the big shopkeeper, and everyone who sees him says hello to Shen Shi with a smile. Shen Shi looks just like before. He is very familiar with Shen Shi and smiles all the way. His elder brother and sister call him and say hello. Although he is not in a hurry, he is still walking towards the gate of the first floor of the sky.

In the spacious shop, there is light at the door, and figures are shaking in and out, as if they are close at hand.

Shen Shi's heart beat faster, but he could still control his speech and behavior. As he was walking towards the door, suddenly, a woman in her early twenties appeared behind a counter on the left in front of him and waved to Shen Shi: "little stone, wait a minute."

Shen Shi's body was stiff, and there seemed to be a roar in his mind, and then he stopped. He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked over there. Then there was a smile on his face and said, "sister Xiaohong, what's the matter?"

The woman's name is Xiaohong. She is dressed in the same clothes as other people in the shop. Now she is waving to Shen Shi and says with a smile, "Xiaoshi, come and help my sister. There's a guest here who wants to sell lingcao, but I can't make up my mind about it."

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, eyebrows a pick, dry crisp ground reply: "good." Then he strode over.First floor, backyard.

Shen Tai left the quiet room. When he walked into the courtyard, he looked up at the cloudy Tianyin mountains in the distance, with a complex look in his eyes.

Many years ago, he was in the depths of the mountain, and with many friends of the same age, he cherished the same dream, and began to cultivate immortals with hope.

It was at that time that he met the gentle woman.

Later

He suddenly closed his eyes and shook his head, as if to throw an idea out of his head. When he opened his eyes again, his face had returned to calm and indifferent. He took a last look at the mountain quietly, and then turned away.

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