monk family

Chapter 293 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
Every time Fu Shiyi lowered the hammer, it seemed normal, but it carried a kind of aura. Around her, a strange energy field was formed. Grandpa Zhang was someone who had experienced it, so he immediately recognized that Fu Shishi was in a state of enlightenment.

Grandpa Zhang stared and thought for a moment.

A wave of the robe.

All of a sudden, big golden runes appeared out of thin air. They revolved around Fu Shiyi quickly, and were absorbed one by one with Fu Shiyi's breathing.

A look of surprise flashed across Grandpa Zhang's face:
"This girl's spiritual sense is stronger than I guessed. If that's the case, I'll send you a fortune."

Grandpa Zhang closed his eyes, his hands moved slowly as if he was doing Tai Chi, seemingly ordinary, but with every shake of his, more golden runes emerged from the void in the hut.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of hammering iron from the thatched cottage spread leisurely in all directions.

The rabbit running in the sycamore forest suddenly pricked up its ears and turned its eyes slyly, seeming to be more agile, while the singing of the birds on the sycamore tree was more crisp and moving.

The sound of hammering iron can be heard endlessly.

Meiya, who was standing on the top of the mountain waiting for Fu Shishi, also heard it.

It was the first time she heard the sound of iron hammering from the thatched cottage, and she couldn't help being a little dazed for a while: "The sound of iron hammering is even more beautiful than the operas sung by Guo Meiren in the town. This grandfather is really capable."

Meiya subconsciously thought that the iron strike was caused by Grandpa Zhang.

She waited on the top of the mountain until the sun went down and night fell, but no one from Fu Shishi appeared as before, and the sound of iron hammering continued.

"What's the matter?"

Meiya couldn't help being a little worried. She waited for another hour. There was a lot of work at home, so she thought about it and went down the mountain. When she was feeding the rabbits in the backyard, she kept her ears up, listening for Fu Shishi footsteps sounded.

"It's night, and the girl Eleven hasn't come back yet?"

Meiya stood at the entrance of the village holding a lantern.

After waiting for Fu Shiyi to come back for a long time, she guessed that she should have spent the night at the thatched cottage.

however.

For three months.

Fu Shiyi didn't show up again, and every day she could hear the sound of clanging irons on the top of the mountain. Meiya couldn't help being anxious, and mobilized the entire village of Blacksmithing to search for Luoxia Mountain.

But the villagers have heard since childhood that Grandpa Zhang is an old monster who has become a spirit.

Now that Fu Shiyi has also disappeared, coupled with the continuous sound of hammering irons, most of the villagers are unwilling to go. With Meiya's generous rewards from her family, there are less than ten people who are willing to go to the back mountain to find someone.

Meiya stood on the top of the mountain.

Divide people into four waves, and look for them in four directions: east, south, north, and west.

"Meiya, we searched inch by inch, but we couldn't find your Shixi. I reckon you don't want to stay here anymore, you should go back early."

The crowd dispersed.

Only Luoxia Meiya insisted on gritting her teeth and going up the mountain every day to look for Fu Shishi.

The heavy snow passed, and after the beginning of spring, the beginning of autumn came again, and the winter solstice of the next year came as promised. Meiya searched the entire Luoxia Mountain several times, but she still couldn't find Fu Shiyi.

The sound of hammering iron in the sycamore forest has never stopped.

When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes from the mystery, he saw that the square iron in his hand had been forged into a long sword.

The long sword seems ordinary.

But Fu Shiyi faintly felt that there was a powerful force in it.

"woke up?"

A hoarse voice sounded behind her, Fu Shiyi was taken aback, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Grandpa Zhang, and hurriedly saluted:
"Grandpa Zhang."

She has been waiting for his old man here for a year.

It can be regarded as looking forward to him back:
"Grandpa Zhang, my sister specially prepared a teacher apprentice ceremony for me, and asked me to bring it to you, but I don't know if you have any special requirements for apprenticeship?"

Grandpa Zhang waved his hand.

He opened the curtain and signaled Fu Shiyi to go out: "You have been out for long enough, if you don't go back, you will never see your sister again, come back quickly."

Fu Shishi was taken aback for a moment.

Didn't she just come in the morning?
And what does Grandpa Zhang mean by the words behind? Could it be that something happened to my sister? Fu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat. He lifted up his clothes and ran out. At the same time, he didn't forget to say:

"Grandpa Zhang, I will come to apprentice tomorrow!"

Grandpa Zhang looked at Fu Shiyi who ran into the sycamore forest, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. When Fu Shishi came out of the forest, he waved his robe.

The whole sycamore forest disappeared.

Even the thatched cottage disappeared.

Fu Shishi, who was rushing home, realized that Luoxia Mountain seemed different from when she came in the morning. She remembered that when she passed Cangzi Ridge, the warehouse was only as high as her knees, but Now the warehouses have grown to a height of more than six meters. Going forward, I found that the Miaoli tree that entered the mountain was lush and green, and it looked like an old tree that was hundreds of years old.

Fu Shiyi began to feel uneasy.

When she arrived at the entrance of the village.

I found that there was a tall archway in the village, and the words "Datie Village" were still written on it. The road leading to the village was paved with small stones, and it became an official road that two carriages could pass through.

After she entered the village.

I saw the villagers walking towards the end of the village.

But she didn't know any of the villagers here, and she became more and more uneasy. She pulled an old lady who was running forward and asked:
"Auntie, may I ask, is this the Iron Village?"

The aunt was thinking of watching the fun with others, and she was unhappy when she saw Fu Shiyi obstructing her, but she saw that Fu Shiyi was a good-looking person, and a gentle smile appeared on her face immediately:

"Oh, what a pretty little girl, but did you say goodbye? If not, my matchmaker Wang has several good husbands in her hands. Look, look, she looks really fresh. Didn't you run from the town Come to our Blacksmith Village to watch the excitement!"

Once Wang Matchmaker opened her mouth, she didn't wait to stop:

"That's right. You said that the Fu's mansion is haunted by ghosts. It has been haunted for decades. This female ghost may be very powerful. I think it is also powerful, but Zhang Daxian is not. Zhang Daxian is a girl. What are you doing?" , why did your face become so pale?"

Fu Shiyizheng stayed where he was.

Their family name is only Fu in the entire Blacksmith Village, and they live at the end of the village. The matchmaker Wang said that their house has been haunted for decades, and Fu Shishi is about to rush forward.But after walking a few steps, he turned back again.

She took Matchmaker Wang's hand, endured the uneasiness in her heart and said:

"Aunt Wang, I remember Fu Meiya and Fu Shishi's sisters depended on each other for their lives, but what happened to them?"

Seeing that Fu Shishi's nervousness didn't look fake, Matchmaker Wang thought that the other party was a distant relative of the Fu family, so she patted her thigh and sighed:
"Hey, speaking of it, these two sisters are hard-fated. Their parents died young, and Meiya managed to bring up her younger sister, but she got an incurable disease and passed away at a young age."

(End of this chapter)