In the wilderness, Li Qingshan frowned and stood still.

The red sun rose eastward, and before it could even spread the light all over the earth, a strong wind suddenly emerged from the sky, rolling up a ball of black clouds like splashing ink, and in a blink of an eye, it was filled with the sky. The heavy rain was like a rush, and the strong wind was pouring over the ground, as if the sky broke the dam, and it was about to flood the entire world.

Without any warning, the morning suddenly became like night. He stood in the middle of the night, unable to escape or escape. He let the wind and clouds rise and the heavy rain wash away, as if venting the pain in his heart, but he was dull and did not hear a sound of thunder.

That breath of depression was like this dark night, and it could not be vented no matter what. It was just like this dark rainstorm, pouring out noisy.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, sentient beings looked up and were surprised by the sudden changes in the celestial phenomena. They felt the ominous signs contained therein. Their mood became dull and depressed, and they could hardly breathe. Many ordinary people had already knelt down on the ground, begging God and worshiping Buddha.

This is the power of the gods, which is connected to nature. When the mind moves, the wind and clouds change color, and sentient beings accept it.

The river water was poured by heavy rain, the houses were shaking with strong wind, and the wheat ears fell down one after another.

Li Qingshan's heart moved and heard many voices, which were prayers full of fear, begging God to change his mind and end the heavy rain.

There are thousands of villages falling within a radius of thousands of miles. If this heavy rain lasts for another three moments, I wonder how many people will be swallowed up by the flood.

"Oh!" Li Qingshan sighed and took a deep breath. In an instant, the clouds and rain dissipated, and the blue sky was as clear as if it were washed away.

So all living beings were inexplicably surprised, cheered and kowtowed one after another, prostrating their bodies.

But he seemed to have sucked all the dark clouds and rainstorms in one breath, and they were all suppressed in his heart. It was still a dark night, and the rainstorms were pouring.

"Can sentient beings pray to God and Buddha, and who should God pray to?"

He sighed so much, took a step forward, disappeared from the spot, and tried hard to get into the memories, hoping to hide from the rain.

When Li Qingshan's figure appeared again, there was an ordinary farmyard in front of him. The low fence walls on both sides were covered with vines, surrounded by a wooden door in the middle, and the faded word "Fu" was pasted on the door. A tree of redbuds in front of the door was blooming brightly in the sun.

"How could she be in such a place?"

It is neither a sect with majestic mountains like Zangjian Palace and steep as the sky. It is not a sect with flowers blooming and beautiful forest secret realm like Baihua Cave.

Li Qingshan was surprised and looked around. It was indeed just an ordinary village, not transformed from an illusion.

Han Qiongzhi is a cultivator who has survived four heavenly tribulations. Even if he does not have his own sect, he must have his own cave. However, this small village cannot be called a blessing in the cave.

The smoke in the village was curling, the chickens crowed and the dogs barked, and the fireworks were filled with fireworks. A wisp of smoke also rose from the courtyard in front of me, and the fragrance of food and her breath came from the door.

"No, she's here."

But this human fireworks are more illusory than any sect cave or famous mountain secret realm, which makes him feel a little nervous, as if he is close to home.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!" Li Qingshan knocked his fingers three times.

Before the lingering sound was over, the door opened and a ball of fiery red came out.

Han Qiongzhi was wearing a big red dress and stood tall in the middle of the door. Her bright red lips were filled with smiles, but she looked surprised but not surprised. She seemed to have expected Li Qingshan's visit and had been waiting for his return.

"You are here! Why are you so wet? Is it raining?"

Han Qiongzhi looked at Li Qingshan, who was so wet all over, and looked a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, and a few faint white clouds hung in the sky.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but smile and pointed to her right hand: "What are you doing? Do you want to murder your husband?"

It turned out that Han Qiongzhi was holding a bloody kitchen knife in her hand. If an ordinary person caught him, he would be shocked.

Han Qiongzhi gave him a blank look, waved the kitchen knife, and said naturally: "Cook!"

Then he turned around and walked into the yard, took out an old hen from a cage at a corner of the yard, took a knife, cut off the chicken's head, and then hot water and opened the hair to the stomach.

She was dedicated and skillful, but she did not use any magic. Even the old hen was not a rare bird or a beast. She was just an ordinary, dedicated old hen who laid eggs for several years.

She was already walking towards the kitchen with the killed chicken. She was so busy that she had no time to entertain Li Qingshan. She just greeted her: "The wine is on the table, pour it yourself!"

There is a square table and two benches in the middle of the yard. There are several plates of side dishes and a pot of old wine on the table.

Food is not a delicacy, it is just a fresh seasonal vegetable and an ordinary dish. The wine is not nectar and jade liquid. It is probably the daughter Hong in someone's cellar. She can't wait for the day her daughter gets married.

Li Qingshan closed the door, sat down at the table, poured a glass of himself, drank it all in one go. He picked up another peanut, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully. Looking at her busy back in the kitchen, her mood gradually calmed down.

It seemed as if the husband who was traveling far away had finally returned. After just a good man, he could finally sit down peacefully and have a glass of wine slowly.

One cup after another, until the wine pot was dry, until the wine was slightly drunk. The wine jar was right at the corner of the table, and it was lifted up to fill the wine pot.

If he hadn't embarked on this nine-day road, he would have wanted that way!

Han Qiongzhi couldn't help but turn red when listening to the sound of cups, bowls and chopsticks colliding in the yard, but she didn't dare to look back at him. Her hands were flying, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, frying, steaming and cooking, and her mind was dazed, as if she was sleepwalking, and she made dishes one by one with her skillful practice countless times.

Some people’s regret is that the girl is in love with her, and she has never really happened to the man she likes.

Some people’s regret is that they have never cooked a table of food for them and were an ordinary couple for a day.

I thought I wouldn't have another chance, but I thought with his temperament, I would never look back.

But he came back, his eyes were exhausted and his expression was almost desolate. It was a look she had never seen on his face. Li Qingshan in her memory was always the young man who was just starting out and full of energy.

She felt a stinging pain in her heart, pretending to be nothing, and asked without looking back: "What's wrong? Why are you back?"

"Come back and take a look." Li Qingshan said inadvertently.

"How did it happen like this?" Han Qiongzhi couldn't help but ask.

"What do you think?" Li Qingshan just wanted to have a quiet glass of wine, not wanting to mention the Pure Land of the Demon Realm and the War of the Gods.

"Hmph, I'm very embarrassed! I'm afraid I'm not driven back by someone after losing."

"Ha, a joke! Your man's name is now unknown to all heavens and worlds, and who knows who..."

Just as he was bragging for a few more words, the buzzing sound that he had tried to ignore became harsh again, and he suddenly lost his mood. He waved his hand impatiently: "Care your meal, women should pay less attention to men's affairs."

Han Qiongzhi suddenly stopped her hands, turned around and stared at him, but her eyes were filled with tears.
Chapter completed!