Chapter 277: Sorrow, the old does not go away and the new does not come
The first year of Xuanjing, the middle of August.
After the late emperor passed away, the whole country of Dai Viet was in mourning and no happy events were allowed within a month.
When Tianbao and his group returned to Tubei Village, the ban had ended.
There was great joy in the exile land.
The new emperor ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty, allowing many people in exile who were innocently implicated and convicted to return home.
Joyful villagers can be seen everywhere in Tubei Village, and in every corner one can hear mixed emotions and tears of joy.
The only two exceptions are the Su family and the Huo family.
Because of his identity and background, Huo Ziheng could not leave the place of exile.
The little Su family...Grandpa Su and Grandma Su are already lying down.
Amnesty is useless to their family. The faces of several of their children are on the wanted posters of nine countries, and the wanted posters are still posted on the wall of the border town.
They probably won’t be able to get that wanted warrant off even after a hundred years.
Going back would only bring trouble to Dahuai Village.
Some people cannot leave, and naturally some people miss home very much.
Since the imperial edict was passed to the place of exile, villagers came to Xiao Su's house every day to say goodbye. In a short period of time, nearly half of the village was empty.
The rest have been exiled for a long time. Their relatives are still around, but they have long been estranged from the people in their hometown. Even if they go back, they may not be able to live comfortably here, so they are determined to take root here.
However, there has been no major changes in Fengyun City, and it is still as bustling as before.
The top floor of Wangque Tower is Bai Xiaofeng’s residence.
Bai Xiaofeng sat in front of the guqin, with smoke rising from the Boshan incense burner. It was a rare occasion that he wasn't playing the guqin. His eyes were fixed on the front, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
As his eyes fell, he saw a man in black who was tied up and struggling desperately on the ground. When he realized that he could not break free, he began to struggle up and down, like a fish out of water, trying to break free.
"Are you sure he is not a human?" He turned his head and looked at the girl sitting under the windowsill.
Tian Bao said with a sad face, "I hope he is a human."
After being beaten many times, people at least know how to judge the situation and not make so much noise.
It's not that a person won't change even after being beaten repeatedly.
Her space is now full of dirt pits.
Bai Yu fished out the iron whistle that Tian Bao had disliked after using it once, and handed it to Bai Xiao Feng. "Godfather, take a look at this. Do you recognize it? This kind of iron is very rare. It must come from the same source as the iron in the human body."
The whistle has a silver-black luster, but it is not as heavy as ordinary iron ones when you hold it.
Bai Xiaofeng's eyelids shrank, "Youshan Dark Iron?!"
"What is Youshan Dark Iron?" Tianbao and Bai Yu asked in unison, both curious.
"This is my guess. I saw a related record about Youshan Ming Iron in an ancient book a long time ago, but it was only a few words. This kind of iron is silver-black in color, light in weight, and extremely hard. It can be integrated into the flesh and blood. If it is made into armor, it will be invulnerable to swords and spears. But this kind of iron is too rare and hard to find. So far, this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes." Bai Xiaofeng did not finish his words.
In fact, he had another guess in his mind, but it was too unbelievable and needed to be verified.
Bai Yu's eyes lit up with interest. "It seems the Nine Kingdoms hold quite a few secrets. Such rare iron, used to make whistles and skins for dummies... guess how many 'immortals' there are in this world?"
Tianbao scratched his face, walked up to the immortal who could never get tired of fighting, squatted down, pressed his neck with one hand and held his head with the other hand, and pulled him out.
"!!!" Bai Yu rushed over and hugged her hands, "Tianbao, what are you doing?"
"I'll tear it apart to see what it is."
Bai Xiaofeng, Bai Yu, "..." Can you put it back together after taking it apart? You can just do something with such a good research subject?
The undead man's movements of rising and falling paused almost imperceptibly, and a moment of confusion appeared in his eyes again.
Bai Xiaofeng stood up and took action himself, picking up one bastard each and throwing them out the door. "I'll check, you guys go."
If he stayed any longer, he would be so angry that he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night.
He didn't say anything about Bai Yu. It was harmless for him to pretend to be a dog.
But Tianbao is different, she is reckless!
There is probably nothing in this world that she dares not do, except what he cannot think of!
The two people outside the door looked at each other.
Bai Yu waved his jade fan and said seriously, "Tianbao, don't be so cute next time."
Tianbao clenched his fists expressionlessly, and his joints made crackling sounds.
Seeing this, Bai Yu put away his fan and turned to walk towards the living room, "I'm going to fight with my godfather and snatch the undead from you to dismantle."
As he lifted his foot, he heard the sound of something heavy hitting the door. The man approached with a roar, "If you dare to come in, I will tear you apart first!"
“…” Tianbao grabbed the boy’s collar and ran away.
…
The rice along the Qing River has turned yellow.
In the setting sun, the wind blows and the rice waves ripple, welcoming the little girl home.
Passing through the miasma forest and across the reed marsh, Tianbao slowed down his pace, breathing in the air with the fragrance of rice mixed with a hint of moisture, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on his little face.
Two figures, one big and one small, were squatting at the entrance of the village, with their big heads facing each other, arguing fiercely about something.
Seeing the girl appear on the road, the two men immediately stood up and rushed over.
"Tianbao, tell this little brat to stop following Grandpa around all the time! She keeps talking like a firecracker and never stops. It's so annoying!"
"Sister Tianbao, tell this old man to stop following me around all day. He goes wherever I go. He's such an old man and still wants to be my follower!"
"Who's following me? I'm here to pick up Tianbao. If you have the guts, go play somewhere else!"
"I'm here to pick up my sister too. I came here first!"
"Really? Really? The old man didn't see you when he came!"
"Your eyes are fixed on the sky and you don't look down at the ground!"
"Oh, then why don't you go up to the sky too? Then the old man will be able to see you."
Seeing the two of them completely engrossed in the quarrel, Tian Bao blinked and exclaimed, "Grandpa Du, Godfather said the wuluo incense you made is defective and wouldn't fall down even if fed to a dog. So don't embarrass yourself in front of him."
Du Buqin's face changed suddenly, and he rushed home cursing, "How dare you, you bastard, insult my poison technique! Wait, I'm going to get some good stuff to give him!"
Tian Bao looked at the gloating little girl again, "Little Wheat Ear, my third brother said that you are not good at Kung Fu and I can beat you with just one finger."
Wheatear's smile faded, and he ran towards the village angrily, "I'll hit him with one finger right now!"
Watching the old and the young leave, Tianbao rubbed his ears and finally felt quiet.
There are unexpected guests at home.
A big bearded man sat at the door of the main hall, with a golden sword and a horse on his back, and a majestic posture. There was a black aura all over his body, and his long, already sinister eyes looked even more sinister.
He sat there, and except for Su An and Su Wen, no one approached him within a ten-foot radius.
The rest of the family crowded into the kitchen, where the sounds of laughter and cooking mixed together.
Under the sky full of clouds, ignoring some disharmony, the courtyard is filled with the strong smell of fireworks.
Tian Bao sighed, walked over, and patted the man on the shoulder, "Uncle Bearded, I'm sorry, the old cannot go without the new."
Su Ansu Wen, "Puff!"
The bearded man squinted his eyes, "..."
It actually helped to relieve his depression.
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