Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 717: Listening to the Spring Rain in the Small Building
Feng Qingyan did not stop and hurried westward.

After meeting the five young beggars, he finally saw human traces on earth. However, the demons he met were all skinny...

Like a wild dog, looking for food everywhere.

However, due to the existence of dead soil, plants on the earth are very scarce and most of the land is not suitable for growing food.

So food was very scarce.

He sighed.

At this moment, he was thinking, is there a way to make the demons leave this place? If they can really leave, can Ku Tuo Tian accept their existence?

But now he has only walked a part of it, and he doesn't know whether the demon land is all dead land.

Maybe there is still a place to survive?

He walked tens of thousands of miles and saw only a few villages here and there. On the land filled with death, half-dead crops were grown.

The greenness of these villages combined is more than the hundreds of miles of forests we encountered earlier.

If the hundred-mile forest could be cultivated properly, it should be able to support a city of one hundred thousand or even several hundred thousand people.

Unfortunately, no one had discovered the existence of the forest before.

Facing the eternal dead soil beneath the earth.

There was nothing he could do.

He could save one or two people, or even one or two hundred people, but he couldn't save the entire demon race...

He sighed and continued to head west.

The land of the demons seemed infinite, and he had already flown tens of thousands of miles, but he had not yet reached the end. And the demons he met on the way only added up to tens of thousands.

One town, hundreds of small villages.

All live in poverty.

For some reason, as he watched, he felt inexplicably sad.

At this moment, he was passing by a dilapidated village, which seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. He saw that there were only scattered weeds growing in the whole village, and it was no longer possible to cultivate crops. The original villagers had moved away.

Ok?
When he crossed the ruined village and walked a few miles away.

He saw that in a valley below, there were actually fields being cultivated and a skinny and short old man was working hard to turn over the fields with a wooden hoe.

In the field next to it, there was a little girl of seven or eight years old, pulling out some scattered weeds.

The crops in the fields are half dead...

Whether it was the little girl or the skinny old man, their clothes were all very worn out and they looked skinny. Moreover, after every few strokes with the hoe, the old man had to stop and rest for a while before he could have the strength to continue turning the soil.

Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the sky.

The crops in the fields that had been cleared in the valley did not grow very well, and many had died for no apparent reason.

Of course Feng Qingyan knew.

This is because the death energy has seeped out.

Not far from the valley, there is a cave with signs of life, which seems to be the residence of the old man and the girl.

"grandfather--"

When Feng Qingyan was distracted, he heard the anxious cry of the little girl.

When they looked over, they saw the old man had fallen to the ground at some point, and the little girl was running towards him anxiously, tripping over the overturned dirt from time to time.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl pulled the old man and shouted in panic, but the old man did not move, "Grandpa, are you hungry? Woo woo--"

At this moment, the little girl seemed to remember something, so she ran towards the cave and came back holding a pottery basin.

The water in the clay basin spilled out from time to time.

When she ran over, half of the water in the basin had spilled out.

"Grandpa, water, drink some water."

The little girl held the clay basin and poured water into the old man's mouth.

After the old man was fed with water, he slowly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and said, "Grandpa is fine, it's fine."

"grandfather."

The little girl cried, "Grandpa, I, I will find you something to eat."

"No, Grandpa is not hungry." The old man shook his head and said weakly, "It's a pity that this good land is becoming less and less suitable for cultivation."

The little girl continued to feed water into the old man's mouth.

The old man drank slowly, and drank up all the water in the pottery basin. There was some spirit in his eyes, and he said, "Grandpa will be fine after resting for a while."

"Oh."

The little girl nodded and took the pottery basin back to the cave.

But at this moment, the old man didn't know what the little girl was looking for in the cave. About half an hour later, the little girl brought out a small basin of paste, ran towards the old man with excitement, and said, "Grandpa, there is food."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he became furious and asked, "Did you cook all the seeds?"

The little girl was stunned.

She seemed to have never seen her grandfather so angry.

“Did you cook the seeds?”

The old man threw away his hoe and ran over. Looking at the paste in the pottery basin, his face became even uglier and he asked angrily, "Did you boil the seeds?"

"I-I don't know..."

The little girl said fearfully.

At this moment, the old man rushed back to the cave frantically. After a while, he came out in a daze, looking at the little girl who seemed to have done something wrong for a long time without saying a word.

"Grandpa, eat quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

The little girl held the clay basin and walked back carefully to avoid dropping it.

"Grandpa is not hungry, you can eat."

The old man stared blankly at the paste in the pottery basin.

"Grandpa, this is what Xiaolou cooked for you. Grandpa hasn't eaten for several days." The little girl licked her lips and stared at the paste in the ceramic basin.

But she had already eaten yesterday.

"It's okay for Grandpa not to eat for a few days. You're still growing, so eat." The old man sighed and didn't blame the little girl for cooking the seeds.

If you keep these seeds, it will be difficult to grow food in the end.

This life is unbearable.

At this moment he was thinking, how would Xiaolou survive after his death?

Xiaolou is only nine years old.

He felt that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

If he could grow food, he would have to survive for a few years before dying. However, in the past two years, it has been difficult to grow food in the area of ​​thousands of miles.

The original villagers in the village had either moved away long ago or starved to death.

Xiaolou's parents starved to death because they left some food for Xiaolou.

In fact, he should be the one who deserves to die the most. After all, he is old and not as young and strong as the young people...

But Xiaolou's parents died.

The responsibility of raising Xiaolou had to fall on him.

He didn't dare leave the village easily. After all, he didn't know how long it would take before he could find land where he could grow crops.

And it is very likely that they starved to death on the way.

Even though the village is no longer suitable for farming.

But, I can still survive.

But now, I really can't survive...

The old man was extremely sad at this moment.

he died.

What should I do with the small building?
"Grandpa, why are you crying?"

The little girl held the pottery basin in both hands, raised it to her grandfather, and said, "Grandpa, eat it quickly, it will be fine after you eat it."

"Woo-"

The old man couldn't help crying out loud.

Old tears.

"Grandpa, I, I was wrong."

The little girl panicked and quickly put down the basin and tried to wipe the old man's tears.

"Xiao Lou." The old man squatted down and hugged the little girl, crying, "Grandpa is dead, what are you going to do?"

"Grandpa won't die."

The little girl cried.

on the sky.

Feng Qingyan watched silently.

After a moment, he looked up at the cursed millstone deep in the sky...

"I, Feng Qingyan, have come back after going through all kinds of hardships, but the world is still bitter, as if all kinds of suffering have been added to me, without a single sweet spot. Why?" Feng Qingyan murmured, "There is suffering in the Kutuo Heaven, and the land of the demons is even more bitter. For thousands of years, suffering has filled the world..."

"There is also dead soil and dead air..." "I, Feng Qingyan, have returned after going through all kinds of hardships, and this is what the world is like?"

"I, Feng Qingyan, have come back after going through all kinds of hardships, but the world is still full of suffering..."

"Someone once said that I came back from all kinds of suffering to save people from suffering..."

"Reverse the ship and save all living beings from the sea of ​​suffering..."

For some reason, he suddenly thought a lot at this moment.

My mind is a little confused.

But it all comes down to one point: "The infinite distance, countless people, are all related to me."

He walked down from the sky.

At this time, the old man also discovered Feng Qingyan, and he was alert but also confused.

Because the clothes of the visitor were spotless, too clean, and they were clothes he had never seen before...

Just like a person in heaven.

"Old man, thirty thousand miles to the east, there is a hundred-mile forest. There are many fruit trees, pheasants, and wild boars in the forest..."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"Thirty thousand miles?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

Could he walk 30,000 miles? If it was only 1,000 miles, he could still consider it, but 30,000 miles...

At this time, the little girl stared at Feng Qingyan curiously without any fear.

"Brother, I think I've seen you somewhere."

The little girl stared at Feng Qingyan and said.

Feng Qingyan smiled, then took out two peaches from the scroll and said, "These peaches are for you, have them."

When the little girl saw the peach, her eyes lit up immediately. She licked her lips and asked curiously, "This is called a peach? It looks delicious."

Feng Qingyan handed it over.

The little girl wanted to eat it very much, but looked at the old man.

After the old man nodded, the little girl immediately took it and said, "Thank you, brother."

"You are welcome."

Feng Qingyan smiled and handed another peach to the old man.

"I-I won't eat."

The old man immediately shook his head.

"It's just a peach. There are still some in the scroll. Eat it."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Thank you."

Finally unable to overcome his hunger, the old man took the peach, touched it carefully, smelled it, and then took a cautious bite.

He had only heard of peaches but had never eaten them.

He took a bite and savored it carefully, his face full of enjoyment, even though his mouth was bitter. In the bitter days, everything is bitter, but "bitterness" will not make people get used to it, it will still be bitter...

"Are you willing to go to that hundred-mile forest?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Can't leave."

Although the old man yearned for it very much and found it difficult to imagine a forest of a hundred miles, he simply could not walk thirty thousand miles.

"Brother, how far is thirty thousand miles?"

The little girl ate a peach and asked curiously, "Brother, is there really a hundred-mile forest? How much food is grown there? Can't we eat it all?"

"Thirty thousand miles, very far." Feng Qingyan said, "If we grow food there, we won't be able to eat it all, but it will be enough for tens of thousands of people..."

"Tens of thousands of people?"

The little girl was very shocked and said, "I've only seen a few people."

"Old man, if you are willing to go to Baili Forest, I can take you there." Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "Pack up now and don't take anything that you don't need to take with you."

"Brother?"

The old man was stunned.

Feng Qingyan nodded and said, "Do you want to go to Baililinzi?"

"think."

The little girl said.

"Father, clean it up quickly."

Feng Qingyan said, looking around, there seemed to be nothing to pick up.

The old man looked around at the fields, but the crops were half dead and it was difficult to produce food. In fact, if they continued to stay in the valley, they would only die...

Although I am a little reluctant to leave the village where I have lived for dozens or even hundreds of years.

But had to leave.

If the forest the young man was talking about was really a hundred miles wide, it would be like a holy land. Even if he died, he wanted to take a look...

So he packed his things.

Although many of the things were very tattered, he was reluctant to give them away, and the more he collected, the more he had. Moreover, he didn't have a big enough cloth package, so he could only scatter them on the ground...

Feng Qingyan took a look and saw everything there.

In his opinion, they were all useless things, even garbage. However, he didn't say much, he could take them away...

After a while.

He saw the old man even digging up the seedlings in the field and wrapping them up carefully…

Feng Qingyan still didn't say anything.

So the old man simply dug up all the crops, as if preparing to transplant them in the hundred-mile forest.

In fact, what the old man did was good.

"Brother, what's your name?"

The little girl asked curiously.

"My brother's name is Feng Qingyan, what's yours?"

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"My name is Xiaolou."

The little girl said, occasionally glancing at the scroll Feng Qingyan was carrying behind him.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan took out two more peaches from the scroll, which immediately made the little girl's eyes light up.

About an hour later, the old man finally finished packing. When he saw the things he had packed, he felt very embarrassed, but still asked with expectation: "Young man, can you take it away?"

"can."

Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded.

A moment later, he turned back with the old man and the little girl, carrying a "small mountain" on his back, and flew towards the forest of a hundred miles.

He was very fast and covered hundreds of miles in an instant.

It took less than a day.

The hundred-mile forest has already appeared in sight.

As the Baili forest got closer and closer, the old man and the little girl finally looked at the forest. At this moment, they were all staring in shock, looking at the forest with incredible expressions.

The forest was so lush that they could not imagine it.

"This this……"

The old man was so excited that he was speechless.

"Wow, there are so many trees, and there seem to be birds."

The little girl said.

At this time, he took the old man and the little girl and landed in the forest of a hundred miles, choosing a place far away from the five young beggars. He was not sure whether the five young beggars would do anything to the old man and the little girl...

It’s better to separate temporarily.

After the old man and the little girl landed in the woods, they were still shocked as they looked around. They saw that the trees and weeds around them were growing very well and were very lush.

To them, it was incredible.

Feng Qingyan smiled, took a branch, cut out a small wooden sword, and said, "Your name is Xiaolou, right?"

"Ah."

The little girl nodded.

"The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep lane sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty."

Feng Qingyan suddenly remembered a poem from his previous life, so he carved it on the small wooden sword and said, "Xiao Lou, this wooden sword will protect you. When you are hurt, you can throw it out."

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(End of this chapter)