Chapter 173 Back to the Mountain

Zhao Xuan buried Aunt Hua on a hillside outside Niujia Village, and then returned to Konglun Mountain. After a fire, the whole Niujia Village has been burned to pieces, and no one there can survive. He has no home. The place he can stay is Konglun Mountain. Although he is only a gardener, he has nowhere else to go than Konglun Mountain at this time.

On the way back to Konglun Mountain, Zhao Xuan has been thinking about the sachet given to him by Aunt Hua. The aunt held the whole sachet tightly before she died, as if she wanted to say something to him, but she couldn't say anything. After the aunt's death, he also wanted to open the sachet to see what was special in it, but when he saw that the opening of the sachet was tightly sewn, and when he thought that this was a relic she left for himself, Zhao Xuan was reluctant to open his mouth and put the sachet in his chest pocket. But despite this, he still wondered what this sachet had to do with his aunt. Why give it to him?

Thinking about it, he unconsciously came to Konglun Mountain. At this time, it was already dusk. A dusk drum came from the mountain, and a quiet sound came from a high place, making Zhao Xuan in a trance.

"From now on, will I always be with the morning bells and dusk drums on this mountain?" Zhao Xuan sighed and his eyes became blurred. After taking him back, he immediately flew to the mountain.

When he flew to the fourth step of Konglun Mountain, Zhao Xuan suddenly flew to a path next to him, where was Ziyunguan. Of course, he doesn't want to go there, but wants to go back to the place where one of his gardeners should stay - Fangmu Garden.

As soon as he entered the wood garden, a faint herbal fragrance mixed with the smell of soil came to his face. Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it for a long time before lying on a clean grass. He had been on the road for the past two days, and he had just lost his loved one. He was very uncomfortable. He was so tired and wanted to have a good sleep first.

Before he closed his eyes, a shout came from the door of the garden, "Xiao Zhao, are you back?" It's the sound of Niu Gen. Just now, when Zhao Xuan passed by Ziyunguan, Niu Gen saw him, thinking, didn't this boy go back to Niujia Village? Why did you come back so soon? With doubts, he rushed to Fangmuyuan.

"Ah! Uncle Gen." Hearing Niu Gen's voice, Zhao Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and then his whole body jumped up from the grass.

"What should I do? How can I tell Uncle Gen about Niujia Village? Zhao Xuan was very worried. Do you want to tell Uncle Gen the truth that the whole Niujia Village has been destroyed by the fire, as well as his wife, Aunt Hua and all the others have died? How can he say these words? It feels cruel when you think about it.

Before he could think about it, Niu Gen had come to him and looked at Zhao Xuan's tired look, so he asked, "What's wrong? Is your face so ugly? Did you quarrel with Aunt Hua after returning to the village?

Looking at Niu Gen's smiling face, Zhao Xuan's heart was really mixed. As soon as he wanted to speak, he choked, and tears began to circle in his eyes. But in order not to let Niu Gen find out, he looked up and poured back the tears that were about to flow out of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Niu Gen saw that Zhao Xuan blushed and felt something was wrong, so he asked again.

"No, no, Uncle Gen, I'm fine! It's just that my eyes went into the sand. Look at the wind. Damn it. Zhao Xuan pretended to curse.

Niu Gen looked at the left and right sides, "Wind? Where does the wind come from? Why didn't I feel it?" There is clearly a calm around, but there is no strong wind?

"Oh, let's not talk about this, Uncle Gen, what's the matter with you coming to me?" Zhao Xuan quickly changed the topic.

"It's not a big deal. I just came to ask you if I saw your aunt when I went back? How is she? It's okay! Uncle Gen has a lot of things to do in Ziyunguan. He hasn't been down the mountain for months. No wonder he misses his family. As Niu Gen spoke, his eyes floated to the distance and sighed, "Oh! It seems that my uncle is old, your aunt is not around, and the fat man has also gone to Fengyun Mountain. I'm more and more afraid of loneliness!"

Listening to Niu Gen's emotion, Zhao Xuan felt bitter and almost shed tears again. Fortunately, he kept reminding himself, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Oh! I met my aunt when I went back. She is in good health and has been doing well in business recently. She still asked me to greet you! It is said that you should take good care of yourself and get together with the family when the little fat monk comes back. When he finished these words, Zhao Xuan's heart pounded violently. Although this was made up, he said it flawlessly. Maybe it's because I'm too afraid that Uncle Niu Gen will know about the tragedy in Niujia Village!

"Hmm! That's good." Uncle Niu Gen nodded at ease. When he just turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and immediately turned around. He patted his head and said, "Look at my memory. I almost forgot the business." Because of his homesickness, he forgot his real purpose of coming to Fangmu Garden for a moment.

"What's the matter? Uncle Gen." Zhao Xuan looked puzzled.

"Oh! Uncle Zhang from Ziyunguan asked you to go there. Niu Gen happened to meet Zhang Jifeng on his way to Fangmu Garden just now. Zhang Jifeng was also coming in this direction, but after seeing Niu Gen, he went up and said two words to him and learned that he was also coming to Fangmu Garden. Considering that the relationship between Niu Gen and Zhao Xuan is easier to talk, Zhang Jifeng asked him to help convey the words.

"Why did Uncle Zhang come to me?" Zhao Xuan is not sure.

"This is not clear. Go and have a look! You will know it in the past." Niu Gen urged him to leave quickly.

"Hmm! Then I'll go first! Goodbye, Uncle Gen. After saying goodbye to Niu Gen, Zhao Xuan went out of Fangmu Garden, and his figure soon disappeared into the forest, leaving only Niu Gen with an admiration look in the garden.

After a while, Zhao Xuan came to Ziyunguan and saw the little Taoist priest as soon as he landed. He walked over quickly, and the little Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor at the door reached out to stop him as soon as he saw someone coming. "Brother, what are you doing here?" Because Ziyunguan was relatively close to Fangmuyuan, he recognized the other party as the gardener who managed the garden at a glance.

Zhao Xuan stretched out his head to explore the Taoist temple and replied, "I'm here to find Zhang Jifeng and Uncle Zhang."

As soon as the little Taoist saw that he was a little gardener, he thought that he had something to do and should be irrelevant, so he said, "Master, he is busy now!" It's inconvenient to see you."

"It was Uncle Zhang who asked me to find him!" Zhao Xuan explained.

The little Taoist priest was skeptical, but he still didn't let him in. There are many ancestral things in this purple cloud view, which can't be entered casually.

Just when the two were deadlocked, a deep and thick voice suddenly came from the Taoist temple, "Let him come!"

The little Taoist priest and Zhao Xuan turned around at the same time. As soon as they saw Zhang Jifeng, the little Taoist priest pulled back his hand and shouted respectfully, "Master." Zhao Xuan took this opportunity to run over and came to Zhang Jifeng.

"Uncle Zhang, did Uncle Gen say you were looking for me?" Zhao Xuan asked.

Zhang Jifeng nodded, "Hmm! Come with me!" After saying that, he opened his sleeves and walked to the door of the Taoist temple, and Zhao Xuan immediately followed.

The two came out of the Taoist temple, and Yufeng flew thousands of stone steps and then came to the Qingtian Hall. Entering the Qingtian Hall, I walked a tortuous path and came to the bedroom of the head of Hefeng.

Zhang Jifeng knocked on the door and whispered, "Master, he's coming."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cough in the room, and then an old but energetic voice said, "Let him in."

"Yes." Zhang Jifeng answered and then turned to Zhao Xuan and said, "Go in! The leader is waiting for you inside.

"Oh!"

After Zhang Jifeng left, Zhao Xuan pushed the door open and went in nervously.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw five familiar faces, namely, Hefeng Zhangmen, Xiafei Zhenren, Tianhe Taoist, Blue Meizi, and God Abacus.

Seeing Zhao Xuan coming in, the five people in the room looked at each other, and there was a faint smile on the corners of their mouths.

"Good hello, elders and masters." Several people in the room had different identities. Zhao Xuan didn't know what to call, so he read out a large list of names.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's nervous appearance, several old men smiled more happily, and even the blue eyebrows, who had always been unsmiling, were smiling at this time. Obviously, these old men love the little gardeners more and more from the bottom of their hearts. Although Zhao Xuan was born in a peasant family, his every move is polite. Moreover, judging from the greeting he just came in, this person is still very simple. In addition to spiritual roots, human character is also very important. Zhao Xuan has these two most important points, and it is natural to be loved by several high-ranking people.