Chapter 522

In the ninth month after Qin Huan woke up.

Xianwuyou moved home with Qin Huan on his back and moved to Baichuan town three miles away.

The whole forgotten city is divided into nearly 100 towns, one of which is Baichuan town.

In fact, there are only 11 households in Baichuan Town, with less than 30 people. It's not too much to call it a village.

Qin Huan's new home is a wooden house made of tree trunks. There are two wooden houses, and the other is xianwuyou's house. After living here, Qin Huan really integrated into the life of the forgotten city.

On that day, Qin Huan lay on the rattan chair woven by immortal Wuyou, feeling the coolness of the cold hair blowing by the cold wind. He closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed it.

Although the simple days were not as passionate as before, the quiet time made Qin Huan relax wholeheartedly, and he felt the comfort and peace he had never had before.

"Are you... Are you the" ghost "?" Qin Huan's thoughts returned to chaos, and a young voice sounded.

Qin Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, but saw a head coming together. It was a tiger headed boy. The boy was about eight or nine years old. His face was full of curiosity and fear. He was the hill that xianwuyou said.

I have to say that the last time I glanced at the frightened hill, I had nightmares for several days.

Qin Huan sat and lay hard. Although xianwuyou collected dew for Qin Huan every day, the spiritual power contained in the dew was really limited. It was the limit to recover Qin Huan's surface injury. It was almost impossible to recover his spine.

Xiaoshan saw Qin Huan struggling. Although he still had a fear in his heart, he skillfully stepped forward and helped Qin Huan.

"Do you still think I look like a ghost?" Qin Huan laughed on a whim.

After looking at Qin Huan seriously for a long time, Xiaoshan shook his head and said, "no, I know. Sister ah Xiu said you were injured, but... Now you can match sister ah Xiu carelessly."

Qin Huan's face was stiff now. He didn't know how to answer the mountain for a moment. The conversation turned too fast.

"By the way, big brother, did you marry sister ah Xiu?" Xiaoshan asked seriously, looking at Qin Huan with his big head.

Qin Huan was stunned for a long time. He not only smiled and said, "people are big, little ghosts are big. Don't involve children in adult affairs."

"What do you mean, I can't participate in adult affairs. Hum, as long as it's sister ah Xiu's affairs, I can participate." Xiaoshan said with a firm face.

Then he turned his eyes, glanced around stealthily, and whispered in Qin Huan's ear, "big brother, you've married sister ah Xiu. You don't know. Since you came, sister ah Xiu is much happier than before. Sometimes she can hum songs when walking alone. I heard my mother say that sister ah Xiu likes you."

Qin Huan smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, he was forced to marry by a child... He touched Xiaoshan's head and said, "well, Xiaoshan, I'll think about what you said carefully, okay?"

The hill hesitated for a moment, nodded heavily and said, "OK, I'll wait for you. I'll go to Grandpa mang to learn weaving." then the hill ran to one side.

Looking at the back of the hill, Qin Huan's bitter smile gradually stiffened and his eyebrows not only frowned.

Over the past few months, he has really ignored this problem, or he is deliberately not thinking about it.

Qin Huan had always wondered why xianwuyou took care of himself so carefully. If xianwuyou pitied himself, it was because he wanted to get the answer from himself, but now it has been nine months in a row

"Does xianwuyou really like himself?" Qin Huan frowned.

After a long time, Qin Huan sighed, "I hope I think too much."

Over the years, his desire and pursuit for strength have never changed. He, who is deeply hated by blood, will never waste his time on feelings, both in the past and now.

Moreover, Qin Huan guessed that this forgotten place was probably the same as the eternal world, true or false. Even if he was moved, they would never blossom and bear fruit. On the contrary, they were just sad. Therefore, Qin Huan would not be moved, nor would he want to be moved.

Just like her name, Qin Huan hoped that she would be carefree all her life.

"Grandpa Mang, Xiaoshan just wants to learn to weave. Like sister ah Xiu, Xiaoshan doesn't want to learn about this carving..."

While Qin Huan was meditating, the sound of a young hill came from a hundred meters away. Qin Huan looked slightly, but he saw the hill squatting in a small yard. In front of the hill was an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man, surnamed Mang, is the oldest in Baichuan town. He is good at weaving all kinds of furniture and daily necessities. The things he weaves are deeply loved by the people in the forgotten city, and xianwuyou weaving technology is learned from the old man surnamed mang.

"If you want to make a perfect work, you need all kinds of factors. Weaving just makes its shape, wood shapes its bones, and carving depicts its spirit. Only the combination of the three can make a perfect work, just as all rivers can converge into the sea."

"One of the three is indispensable, but depicting the God is the most critical and important. No matter how well you weave and how hard you shape the bones, if you can't depict the God, it will always be an object, not a work. Therefore, if you want to learn from my manufacturing, you should learn carving first." mang laowen and smiled.

"Only a hundred rivers can converge into the sea..." Qin Huan heard Mang's words. Although the old man's words sounded ordinary, they contained great truth and artistic conception.

"Then why can sister ah Xiu learn? Has sister ah Xiu learned to carve?" the Hill said sadly.

"Of course, your sister ah Xiu's carving is no longer under me." mang smiled.

"Well, I'll learn to carve." Xiaoshan compromised.

Qin Huan laughed.

The quiet days seemed plain, but not everyone could find the beauty in the plain. Qin Huan found it and enjoyed it.

Qin Huan was lying on the rattan chair that day, looking at xianwuyou not far away. She was busy and concentrated. Ten pieces of rattan armor were neatly placed beside her.

It's said that this is woven for a big family guard in the forgotten city. Xianwuyou has been busy for nearly half a month because of the rich reward.

Qin Huan was deeply moved when he looked at Xian Wuyou's thin hands dyed black by trees and vines and his linen clothes wet by sweat.

No matter how busy she was, xianwuyou would collect dew for Qin Huan early in the morning and read books for Qin Huan when she came back. After that, she would start a busy day.

"Worry free, don't collect dew in the future. It won't do much to my injury, will you?" Qin Huan said after immortal worry finished a armor.

Xianwuyou raised his head. The dark gold mask covered his face. Although he couldn't see his face, Qin Huan saw a row of sweat under the mask, which made Qin Huan's heart ache.

"It's all right. As long as I can complete 100 pieces of armor, the Li family will pay me half a kilo of Linggu. When dew and Linggu are taken together, you should be able to recover." xianwuyou said with expectation.

Qin Huan wanted to ask Xian Wuyou why he was so kind to him, but his words were pressed down his throat and hesitated for a long time before he said, "by the way, Wuyou, remember to leave your mark under the armor you woven. Maybe one day, the armor you woven by Wuyou can spread for hundreds of generations."

"Mark? What is the mark?" asked xianwuyou curiously.

"The mark represents you. It can be a pattern or a word. You can use whatever you want," Qin Huan explained.

"Well... If it's you, what do you want to replace it?" Xian Wuyou looked down and thought for a long time before he looked up and asked.

Qin Huan was shocked. He smiled and said, "before answering you, promise me something."

"What's up?" asked fairy Wuyou.

"Take off the mask, will you?" Qin Huan looked at the sweat under the fairy worry free mask and said softly. The fairy worry did not wear the mask at the beginning. It was after that that that she put on the dark gold mask.

"Not good." Xian Wuyou refused.