After another two days of trekking, Song Ning and his companions finally saw the entire Gu Village.
In fact, the location of Guzhai is not that remote. Starting from the nearest county town, you only need to walk more than 80 kilometers of mountain roads to reach Guzhai.
However, although Song Ning and the others started from the ancient tomb, it took them a lot of effort to get there.
The village is kept very clean. It is said that the places where Gu are raised must be clean. If they are dirty, Gu cannot be raised.
The village is full of small bamboo houses with southern characteristics, surrounded by green bamboo and filled with green water. Song Ning fell in love with it as soon as she entered.
Qiao Bo also relaxed his brow.
This kind of place is simply too friendly for someone like him with obsessive-compulsive disorder!
"Ayan is back..."
All the villagers they met along the way greeted Qi Yan and his friends enthusiastically.
"Are they the friends Ayan made this time? Your grandma will be very happy if she finds out..."
"Ayan, your aunt made some flower cakes. I'll ask my boy to bring some to you later..."
"My family brewed some bamboo wine. I'll bring you a few jars later so you can let your friends taste it..."
"Ayan..."
Before Qi Yan even entered the house, he found a table full of food and wine.
Song Ning slurped her saliva. Everything they were talking about sounded like something they were going to eat...
Maybe accepting Qi Yan's allegiance wouldn't be so bad...
“The people here are quite welcoming…”
He Yi kept turning his head excitedly along the way. Whenever someone greeted Qi Yan and the others, he would smile at them with his big white teeth.
Along the way, he won the love of many villagers.
"My people are the simplest villagers. Although we don't raise Gu, it's just a craft passed down by our ancestors."
"The Gu in our hands has never been abused on anyone..."
When talking about his clansmen, Qi Yan talked a lot more.
"arrive…"
Qi Yan stopped and said to Zhai Fang and Zhai Dong: "Go and inform the village chief to gather the tribesmen..."
After the two of them left, he invited Song Ning and the others into his bamboo house.
Qi Yan's bamboo house is the most imposing one in the entire village.
Nestled against the mountains and beside the water, surrounded by flowers and green plants, it not only has excellent feng shui, but also a particularly beautiful environment.
Only Qi Yan's grandmother and a mute aunt lived in the bamboo house. Qi Yan's return made the mute aunt extremely happy.
He kept saying "ah ah..." along the way, and asked Qi Yan what food he wanted to prepare.
"I'm glad to see you, too."
Qi Yan looked at the mute auntie gently, "You make good pastries. Can you prepare a few of your specialty pastries for my friend?"
“Ahh…”
The mute aunt nodded happily.
What could be more exciting than a child’s needs!
After the mute aunt left, Qi Yan brought Song Ning and others out of the back door of the bamboo building, passed a large sea of flowers, and finally stopped in front of a small bamboo house.
Qi Yan gestured to Song Ning and the others to wait for a moment, straightened his clothes, and gently knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
An extremely old voice came from the bamboo house.
"Your distinguished guest has come from afar. Please forgive my infirmity for not being able to welcome you."
Qi Yan's expression changed, and he pushed the door open with both hands, "Grandma..."
"Ahem... I'm fine..."
The old woman lying on the bamboo bed on the left side of the room had gray hair and an old voice, but her skin was unusually smooth.
Song Ning was slightly surprised for a moment, but quickly concealed the emotion in her eyes.
"I have a rough idea of what Qi Yan did...Thank you for your help... ahem..."
The old woman seemed extremely weak. It took her three times as long as an average person to finish a simple sentence.
"Grandma...how could this happen..."
Qi Yan's hands were shaking as he held the old woman's. Before he left, his grandmother was clearly a healthy old lady. How could she be so weak?
"You have tampered with destiny!"
Song Ning looked directly at the old woman, "Is it because of Qi Yan?"
The old woman smiled at Song Ning with difficulty, "Guo Yan can't hide anything from you... ahem..."
"My life span has come to an end... I don't have many days left... Ah Yan is different... He is still young... He should have a great life ahead of him..."
"Sacrificing my life to give A Yan a first-line opportunity is worth it!"
"grandmother…"
Qi Yanhu's eyes were filled with tears, and his lips were shaking badly, "Why are you so stupid..."
"Ayan, don't be sad..."
The old woman held Qi Yan's right hand tightly with her trembling hands. "After this matter in the village is settled, you can leave with me!"
"Go and see for yourself... Stop thinking about transcendence... Ahem..."
"What's so great about transcendence... Marry a wife when you're supposed to... Have children when you're supposed to... Your fate is different!"
"I know... I know everything..."
Qi Yan burst into tears.
"My dear..."
The old woman nodded with satisfaction, then turned her head with difficulty to look at Song Ning.
"The antidote to Peach Blossom Gu..."
The old woman took a few deep breaths and said, "I was lucky enough to have a match before... and it was kept in A Yan's gourd..."
"If you need it... take it!"
"The village... I'll leave it to you..."
"That..."
Song Ning nodded silently. The old man in front of him was already at the end of his life and there was no way to save him.
"Then..."
The old woman looked at Qi Yan with a loving face, "Grandma won't be able to accompany you from now on..."
"You want it!"
"I will!"
Qi Yan's tears kept falling, and the old woman closed her eyes with relief.
"Don't cry, Ayan..."
The old woman's hands dropped weakly, and Qi Yan fell to his knees with a thud.
"grandmother…"
"Let's go out first!"
Qiao Bo pulled Song Ning out of the bamboo house, and He Yi considerately closed the door.
"Um...what does it mean to tamper with destiny?"
He Yi scratched his head and felt uneasy.
"Qi Yan's grandmother helped Qi Yan block some of the bad luck, and he will be like a normal person from now on." Song Ning looked at the mountains in the distance and swallowed the last words silently.
The price of tampering with destiny is huge, and the person who performs the spell will be reborn as an animal for generations...
Therefore, Qi Yan’s grandmother would not say that she would still be Qi Yan’s relative in the next life.
If nothing unexpected happens, they will never see each other again in this life...
“So amazing…”
He Yi glanced at the bamboo house with envy, "Isn't this kind of magic extremely powerful?"
"If it can eliminate bad luck, then it can definitely increase good luck. Wouldn't that make me invincible?!"
Song Ning glanced at him calmly, "You'd better not let your father hear this, otherwise you'll be on your own!"
"The only way to improve your luck is to accumulate good karma and do more good deeds. There are no shortcuts, because no one can afford the price."
"That's what I said..."
He Yi stopped talking awkwardly, "What should we do now?"
"It's time to eat!"
Song Ning rolled her eyes at him and pulled Qiao Bo away.
"After such a long journey, it would be a shame not to have a nice meal!"
"But…"
He Yi caught up with them and said, "A relative just died...isn't this inappropriate?!"
“You can go hungry…”
Qiao Bo gave He Yi a cold look. He was so noisy, why didn't he just shut up?
"I don't!"
He Yi stubbornly refused, "You are not afraid, why should I be afraid..."
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