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Volume 1: Yan Cunzheng Chapter 33: One Immortal and One Mortal Fate

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    Xiao Shitou squatted at the front with his knees on his hands. Under the crowd, Xiao Shitou lost his balance and fell to the road.  "Little boy, get up!" The official's stick immediately came down on Xiao Shitou's head. Xiao Shitou screamed, hugged his head and shrank up, shouting for help.  "Stop!" With a clear shout, the officer's stick stopped. Xiao Shitou felt that the pain was no longer on his body. He raised his head and saw an immortal who seemed to be shining all over his body under the sun, lowering his head and looking at him.  : "It's okay." Xiao Shitou was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer. He only had one thought in his mind, this person he looks like his brother!  It¡¯s not that they look alike, but they feel alike.  "Brother He, help him up." Fei Jianzi said. He originally planned to fly directly into the city guard's mansion, but this old crane was old and weak. He was already exhausted from flying all the way, so he stopped at the city gate.  Nearby it had to be lowered.  Lao He lowered his head and shook his head left and right. The dirty clothes made him feel like he had nowhere to eat. Finally, he reluctantly bit the clothes on the back of Xiao Shi's neck and picked him up. The little stone scratched in the air.  In a circle, I don't know whether it was surprise or joy, and I screamed, swinging the buns in my hands.  "Let him down." Zi Baifeng stood on the roadside and looked up at the Feather Crane Immortal. His eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest fear or admiration. He seemed to be just looking at a mortal.  From the scenes shown on the porcelain pieces, Zi Baifeng knew that there were such people in this world.  And he himself had similar power, so he was only curious, but not surprised.  Fei Jianzi lowered his head and looked over. Zi Baifeng, who was wearing simple Confucian clothes, looked at him calmly and indifferently. He was obviously just an ordinary boy, but his eyes were unexpectedly dull. There was no admiration that ordinary people would have after seeing this.  And longing, that look is level, it can even be said to be looking down.  It¡¯s like being a bystander watching everything in the world high above the clouds.  With just one glance, it was like seeing through Fei Jianzi's life of more than forty years.  At that moment, Fei Jianzi thought that if he went to the mountain gate to cultivate immortality with him in such a state of mind, it would probably go against heaven.  Just the next second, he shook his head with regret.  From the young man's body, a faint spiritual energy evaporates like mist. This is a sign of deep spiritual roots. However, in such a world where the spiritual energy is exhausted, such a person who is always exuding spiritual energy, the spiritual energy gathers.  The speed is probably not as fast as it can escape outwards.  This young man is afraid that if he does not live to be twenty years old, he will die due to the exhaustion of his spiritual energy.     Pity.  Stopping the wooden sticks waved by the officials - in fact, they had already stopped moving forward, Fei Jianzi asked: "What is your name?" "Zi Baifeng." Zi Baifeng replied, he looked up at this and  The immortal who seemed to be about the same age said, "What about you?" Ha Fei Jianzi smiled. This was the first time since he came down from the mountain that someone had asked his name, and in such an equal manner.  "Feijianzi." Watching Feijianzi leave, Zi Baifeng's brows wrinkled involuntarily.  Seeing Feijianzi, he remembered a "jade tax" that had been recorded in Xiayan Village's accounts.  In fact, the taxes in Xiayan Village are lower than those in other villages, because Xiayan Village also has a special tax, which is the jade tax.  Once every thirty years, each household pays three pieces of jade or one piece of fine jade.  When Zi Baifeng helped Mengcheng settle its accounts, he discovered that this tax covered a dozen jade-producing villages under Mengcheng's jurisdiction.  With fifty households in each village, more than 3,000 pieces of jade are produced every thirty years. Where have all these jade stones gone?  The record says "surrender to the Immortal".  However, this thirty-year jade tax was paid just ten years ago. Ten years have passed, and now Xiayan Village has only slightly recovered its interest rate.  I hopeit's not for the jade tax.  Zi Baifeng frowned and wanted to go and verify, but he saw not far ahead, Fujun, Luo Qianshan and others were standing outside the door, welcoming the arrival of the immortal.  There are three posts and one post on every side, and one sentry every five steps. They are heavily guarded, as if they are facing a formidable enemy.  For a while, I¡¯m afraid no one can ask him for verification.  "Brother, brother" Xiao Shitou pulled the distracted Zi Baifeng and pointed forward: "Uncle is here." Not far ahead, Zijian was standing on the street, looking blankly at the crowded crowd.  , don¡¯t know what happened.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ Zhu Zhu was sweating profusely while pulling a pallet? As he ran quickly down the official road, Zhuzhu's mother was lying in the cart behind her. This morning, before Zhu Zhu set out to look for jade, Zhuzhu's mother fell ill again.  "Zhuzhu, please slow down, don't be anxious, it's not important, motherslow down" Hearing her son's heavy breathing like an ox, Zhuzhu's mother felt heartbroken for her son and muttered softly in her mouth.  It¡¯s just that Zhuzhu is only focused on rushing, how can he hear her mumbling?  He just kept his head down and just ran.  After running for hundreds of miles, even a strong man like Zhuzhu was already out of breath, and smoke was almost coming out of his throat.  An eagle chirped from the sky, and a huge shadow passed over the cart on the ground. Zhuzi raised his head and took a look. A giant eagle was hovering in the sky. In the direction where the giant eagle flew, Mengcheng was already vaguely in sight.  "Mom, we're almost there." But when we arrived outside the city gate, the official road was already packed with people. The pillars shouted hoarsely over there: "Make way, please, please, please help."  "Jean, my mother is sick. I want to take her to the city to see a doctor." Hearing his call, the pedestrians moved around. It was just that the place was crowded, and many vendors managed to occupy a good place.  Where are you willing to let go?  After shouting for a long time, my voice became hoarse and I didn't even take a few steps forward.  "Give me, please, please do it!" Listening to my mother's coughing becoming more and more urgent and weak, Zhuzi's voice even sounded like crying.  "Uncle Zhuzhu, here! Here!" Zi Baifeng walked out of the city gate with Xiao Shitou on his back. Xiao Shitou rode on Zi Baifeng's neck. At a glance, he saw Zhu Zhu who was shouting anxiously and waved a white feather in his hand.  As happy as a windmill.  This feather fell from the big crane and happened to fall into the neck of the little stone. Now it has become his trophy.  Zi Baifeng, on the other hand, was not so discerning. When he saw Uncle Zhuzhu's anxious face, he knew that his mother's illness must have occurred again.  "Uncle Zhuzhu, is the second mistress sick again?" Zi Baifeng ran over quickly and looked down. Uncle Zhuzhu's mother was getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't even cough anymore.  "My mother is sick again. I took her to see the doctor, but she can't get in here at all" Zhu Zhu was so anxious that he almost cried. Now he couldn't care less about hating Zi Baifeng and held on tightly.  Zi Baifeng's arm seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw.  "Uncle Zhuzi, don't worry, we are here to watch over the second mistress. You go in and find the doctor and see if you can get the doctor out." Zi Baifeng said.  "Ah, I'll be back soon!" Zhu Zhu patted his head and ran away without even having time to say thank you. Zi Baifeng shook his head gently and shouted while pushing the cart out of the crowd and pulling it to a small place.  I found a shade place, stopped, stood on tiptoe and looked out.  Xiao Shitou squatted on the shaft of the car, holding a feather in his hand to fan Zhuzhu Niang and said sweetly: "Second Grandma, don't worry, Uncle Zhu Zhu will be back soon, Xiao Shitou will fan you." Zhu Zhu Niang forced a smile, but it was just one sentence  She couldn't tell, she couldn't breathe when she got sick, but Little Shitou fanned herself with a feather, but it didn't help.  Zi Baifeng saw a Cattail Fan behind the cart and held it in his hand.  After picking up the cattail leaf fan, what was covered underneath was revealed. Zi Baifeng was stunned when he saw it.   Zhu Zhu ran all the way to the hospital. The old man who was weighing the medicine looked up and saw Zhu Zhu and shook his head: "Don't come to me again. I told you that your mother's illness is hopeless.  It¡¯s useless no matter how much you pester me.¡± ¡°Actually, this is not the first time that the old man has rejected Zhu Zhu, but Zhu Zhu never gives up and comes again and again with money.  "Doctor!" Zhuzi knelt down with his knees bent, and kowtowed one after another. It seemed that the doctor would never get up if he refused to speak.  "Alas" Seeing that the green bricks on the ground were stained red by the blood on his forehead, the old man sighed softly and said: "It's not that there is no way, but this method is not something you can do  " "Doctor, I can do anything no matter what. As long as the doctor can save my mother, I am willing to work as a cow and a horse for the doctor for the rest of my life" Before Zhuzi could finish his sentence, he knocked his head again, and the doctor began to feel heartache.  My own blue brick.  "Hey, get up quickly, get up!" The old doctor stretched out his hand to pull up the pillar and said: "At this point, ordinary prescriptions can no longer save your mother. I have a fairy prescription here, but it doesn't work, but it still works.  Let me tell you something else" Xiao Shitou got tired after fanning himself for a while. He sat on the shaft of the cart and heard a rustle behind the cart, as if there was something coming from behind.  Xiao Shitou looked around and found that there was a cage tied to the back of the cart. The cage was made of toughMade of rattan and dipped in tung oil, it was extremely tough and could not be damaged even by the white creatures in the cage.  Xiao Shitou lowered his head, took a look through the gap, and exclaimed: "Brother, look, it's a little fox!" Yes, Zi Baifeng had actually seen it a long time ago, and he was distressed now.  That fox happened to be the white fox that came to his house to steal books. Although the white fox was cunning, Zhuzi was the best hunter in Xiayan Village. Unexpectedly, in the process of catching this fox, his thin legs also stood up.  Thanks for all the hard work, I should have known that this guy with thin legs would not give up so easily.  And now that Zhuzi has brought this little fox, he is probably planning to sell it so that he can treat his wife's illness.
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