Yan Qishan died in a place called Xinghua Village in Yuhang. It is called Xinghua Village, but it can actually be called a town, because with the development and growth, the village gradually evolved into a town, and every household here planted apricot trees, many The houses all have white walls and black tiles. During the flowering season, the scenery is stunning, and many literati come to admire the flowers and compose poems.
Xinghua Town is full of aura, and its Feng Shui layout is also very good. The people coming and going have contented and comfortable smiles on their faces. Even the people with patched clothes are smiling and there is no trace of depression.
Teng Zhao frowned and said, "The people here seem quite strange."
Nowadays, Dafeng is considered to be at peace, but not everything is so peaceful. There are always things that stump the heroes with a penny, especially the people at the bottom. There are many people who frown and complain for a few dollars.
But in this Xinghua Town, we don’t see such people. Everyone is happy, which makes people feel a bit fake.
Qin Liuxi also felt that it was a bit inconsistent, but he couldn't explain the details, so he said: "Let's go to Qijia first."
Yan Qishan's friend's surname was Qi, and he was a civil servant. Because he was indifferent to ambitions and disliked officialdom, he did not go to college after passing the exam. He only became a master respected by everyone in the town, and he was also the highest-status figure in Xinghua Town.
Qin Liuxi randomly found an old man who was setting up a stall on the street and asked Qiju where his house was. The old man smiled and said, "Follow this street to the end. The house with white walls and black tiles is on the hillside. .”
Qin Liuxi thanked her and noticed a burn on the old man's wrist. Seeing her watching, the old man rolled down his sleeves.
The master and the apprentice walked in the direction of the guide, not forgetting to pay attention to the people in the town. They were full of life and smiles, and they got along very harmoniously with each other. When they saw the master and the apprentice, they nodded in a friendly manner, with very friendly eyes. Peaceful and warm.
But this made the two of them feel more and more weird.
“Master…”
“It’s okay, Master is here.” Qin Liuxi smiled and patted his shoulder.
The two of them walked out of the end of the street and saw clusters of apricot trees. They were lush and full of vitality. They had excellent eyesight and saw a house surrounded by apricot trees.
“No wonder he’s here. The flowers are really blooming. It’s really beautiful.” Qin Liuxi narrowed his eyes and said.
The village here is named after the apricot tree. It is a veritable apricot flower village. The houses are beautifully built and hidden among the pink and white flower trees. Couldn’t it attract the yearning of countless literati?
Just look at it now, although it is already the end of April, some trees are still sparsely hanging with flowers and have not all withered. Thinking about it in its heyday, it is simply beautiful!
But the more perfect a place is, the more it feels inconsistent, especially for cultivators like them, who feel like it is covered with a layer of illusion.
When he arrived at Qiju's house, there was a chubby child playing with stones in front of the door. When he saw Qin Liuxi and the others, he looked surprised, tilted his head and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Qin Liuxi grinned, holding his stomach and asked: "We are passing by, there are three urgent needs, can you borrow a toilet?"
Teng Zhao looked at her silently. He didn't expect the master to do this. Can't he be fair and aboveboard?
"It's okay." The child with braided hair held the pebbles in his hands and said, "You can come with me."
He did not enter the house either. Instead, he walked around the wall and walked toward the back of the house. He pursed his lips and said, "Well, that's the toilet."
Qin Liuxi took a look. It was a separate toilet. There were several apricot trees and several green vegetables planted around it.
Her heavenly eyes are open and she can see everything at a glance. There is no ghost here.
Qin Liuxi frowned, walked over, entered the toilet, glanced at it, and lit a talisman, silently calling Yan Qishan's soul.
Similarly, he died in the toilet. If the ghost is still hanging around here, he may be ashamed of himself.
There were voices outside. Qin Liuxi walked out and saw the chubby child pulling a Confucian scholar and calling him grandfather.
"Who are you?" The Confucian scholar with his hair tied in a wooden hairpin and wearing plain robes looked at Qin Liuxi and the others.
Qin Liuxi came to Teng Zhao and asked with a faint smile: "But you are praying for a lift?"
“That’s right.”
"I don't want to ask for help. This is my apprentice Xuan Yi. He heard the bad news about Mr. Yan from his master, so he came to pay homage to the place where he died." Qin Liuxi explained.
The praying man's expression darkened, he looked in the direction of the toilet, his lips pursed, and he asked, "Who is your teacher?"
“He is the head of Tangshan School of Zhihe Academy in Licheng.”
The people in Qiju were surprised: "Are you actually a student of Brother Zishi?"
Qin Liuxi nodded and said, "Does a good person know Mr. Xi?"
"Why don't I know? It's because we know Zhongqing and we went to the exam together, so we can be regarded as good friends." The person praying asked: "Is Zishi okay?"
“I heard the bad news that Mr. Yan was bedridden due to an old illness, and Pindao also had an encounter with Mr. Yan, so he came here. I wonder if Mr. Yan died in this toilet?”
"Exactly." The petitioner invited: "Why don't you follow me into the house to have a sip of tea and take a break?"
Qin Liuxi’s eyes flickered: “Then I’ll excuse you.”
Qi's family is not big, and the house with two entrances is very clean. Qiju only has one son and one daughter. The daughter has already been married, and the eldest son has given birth to a grandson, the fat child Qi Xiaobao that Qin Liuxi saw.
Qin Liuxi was holding tea with two complete apricot flowers floating in the teacup. She looked at the person praying and said, "Xinghua Town is not only famous for its apricot flowers, but also the tea is from apricot flowers?"
The praying person smiled slightly: "Yes, everything you can think of can be eaten, such as apricot flower wine, apricot flower cakes, apricot flower tea, apricot flower cakes, etc. These are also the specialties of our Xinghua Town."
“As we walked along the way, the people we saw were all smiling and happy, as if they had no worries and were easily satisfied, which is enviable.”
The petitioner said: "Because Xinghua Town can be self-sufficient and can also export. Our townspeople have no big ambitions. A peaceful and comfortable life without fighting is what we want in our lives. We have no selfish desires and will be naturally satisfied."
Qin Liuxi sighed: "Xinghua Town is not hidden in a paradise, but it looks like a paradise in the world."
I pray that everyone will smile: "The great hermit is hidden in the city."
“Are all the residents here aborigines?” Qin Liuxi asked curiously: “When outsiders come, will they not want to leave?”
"Of course there are people who don't want to leave, but not everyone is without ambitions and constraints." The praying man looked at Qin Liuxi: "You are here, do you want to leave?"
Qin Liuxi stretched out his fingertips, fiddled with the apricot flowers in the teacup, and said, "You can keep them if you want."
Outside, the setting sun suddenly set in the west, and Teng Zhao suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. Looking out, he was very surprised, and the sky suddenly turned dark.
“You shouldn’t have come.” The person praying sighed.
(End of this chapter)