Outside the Camellia Village.

Yuan Zun, who was like a mountain villager, walked step by step towards the camellia village. Although he was not far from the woods outside the village to the entrance of the camellia village, Yuan Zun walked very slowly. While walking, he felt the strong camellia fragrance floating out of the camellia village.

In a while.

Yuan Zun walked through the woods and came to the entrance of Camellia Village. He stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the scene in the village, making his expression relaxed and comfortable.

A small village like Camellia Village, although there are not many people, highlights a faint elegance. Coupled with the unique mountains, rivers, it is even more unique.

"Old man! Where is this? I'm lost by little boy."

Yuan Zun, who was staying at the entrance of the village, saw an old man with silver flickering silk walking towards the entrance of the village. He quickly stepped forward, bowed to the old man, and asked with a respectful smile. Although he knew what this place was, after all, he had to ask for it for the first time he entered this place.

"Young man! This place is called Camellia Village. Seeing you look beautiful and beautiful, you are not from the neighborhood, right?"

The old man was the old village chief of Camellia Village. When he saw Yuan Zun who looked pretty, he asked very politely, but he didn't have any warning and told him, but the old village chief could tell at a glance that Yuan Zun was not a native of the neighborhood, and because the clothes Yuan Zun wore were completely different from them.

"Yes, old man! Xiaosheng came out with the elders in his family. After waking up this morning, he was in a hurry to go on his way, but he got separated from the elders in his family. He was in a panic and arrived here unknowingly."

Yuan Zun said word by word, and the smile on his face gradually became melancholy. If he was separated from his family, he would naturally feel panic and melancholy.

"Young man! Didn't you go and look for it? Maybe you can find your family?"

Seeing Yuan Zun's expression, the old village chief asked again, asking him if he had gone to search for it, and perhaps he could find his family and not stay away.

"I have looked for it several times but there was no news. By the way, does the old man have a place to live in the village? I want to live in the village first and then find news about my family. Is that OK?"

Yuan Zun looked at the old village chief and showed a sad look. Only by living in the Camellia Village first can he integrate into the Camellia Village and complete his own disaster.

"Young man, you lost contact with your family. I feel sad for you, but there is no inn in the village, and every household has someone, so I'm afraid there is no place for you to live."

When the old village chief heard Yuan Zun's words, a embarrassed expression appeared on his face, and he also had some concerns. After all, he was not familiar with Yuan Zun and didn't even know the other party's name.

"Old man! I know your concerns. My name is Yuan Zhun. I only want to stay in one place, even an abandoned temple. I can help my fellow villagers with farming. As long as there is news about my parents, can I leave immediately?"

Yuan Zun said to the village chief Lai that he wanted the old village chief to believe that as long as he could live in the Camellia Village, even an abandoned temple would be acceptable, so that he could better bring closer relationships with the villagers.

Yuan Zun's words made the old village chief fall into deep thought. Although there was an abandoned temple in the village, it would not be allowed to enter the Camellia Village.

After thinking for a while, the old village chief affirmed and said to Yuan Zun: "Okay! I'll help you find a place to stay. You can stay for the time being, and you can leave after finding your family!"

"Thank you, my uncle! Thank you!"

Yuan Zun was instantly happy when he heard the old village chief's words. The old village chief agreed to his request to take his mission to go further.

"Okay, come with me! I'll take you to where you live."

Then, the old village chief turned around and walked towards the village, asking Yuan Zun to follow him. In fact, he could not withstand Yuan Zun's soft and hard request, so he let Yuan Zun live in the village.

After a moment.

The old village chief took Yuan Zun to a somewhat dilapidated courtyard, and the plaque of the main entrance of the courtyard reads the camellia temple.

This dilapidated camellia temple was used for worshipping the god of camellia in the Camellia Village for a long time. During the autumn harvest, the Camellia God brought a harvest to worship. However, now the Camellia Temple is abandoned and there is nothing to come here to worship. But this Camellia Temple is very close to Ling Hao's house.

"Young man, you will stay here in the next few days! No one comes here normally until you find your relatives, so go back!"

Yuan Zun followed the old village chief into the camellia temple. The two stood in the main hall of the temple, and a very strange Buddha statue stood beside them, making them look particularly strange.

"Okay, thank you, my uncle! I will leave after I find my relatives and will never disturb others."

"Yeah!" Yuan Zun showed a certain expression and returned to the old village chief's words. When the old village chief heard Yuan Zun's words, he nodded slightly, nodded softly, ignored Yuan Zun and walked outside the temple.

"Oh~!"

At this time, Yuan Zun watched the old village chief leave and looked around for a while, but he sighed helplessly. The courtyard was covered with weeds and the appearance of no one cleaning made him sigh.

Yuan Zun never thought that one day he would live in such a simple house. It has been many years since he could remember, and for dozens or hundreds of years, he has never lived in it.

Then, Yuan Zun began to pack up. Since the old village chief gave him a place to live, he naturally had to pack up well, at least it would be more pleasing to the eye.

Ling Hao’s family.

Ling Hao was alone again, staying at home, holding the wine pot tightly in his hand. There was always a decadent feeling between his eyebrows, and sometimes he was silent in the pain of longing for love.

"Plum Blossoms! Fifteen years have passed, and our children have grown up," Ling Hao sat at the table and spread out the portrait of his wife Yu Meilong, with a little sadness and sadness in his expression.

Fifteen years have passed, and for countless days and nights, Ling Hao was missing her wife, but the dead never came back, and he could only spend all his thoughts on Ling Long.

In the camellia temple next to Linghao's house, Yuan Zun quickly cleaned the temple. The overall look was much better than before. Although the temple was prepared, Yuan Zun was covered in sweat and smelly smell. Then, Yuan Zun, who had originally cleaned, wanted to find a place to wash it, but he searched for a long time but couldn't find a trace of water.

Yuan Zun was worried that he could not find the water source, so he walked out of the Camellia Temple, stood at the door, looked around on both sides, and subconsciously saw Ling Hao's courtyard, and hurried towards Ling Hao.

"Is anyone here?"

After a few steps, Yuan Zun walked outside Linghao's courtyard and shouted to the courtyard, but there was no answer in the courtyard. He waited for a while, but no one answered, so he walked into the courtyard directly.

Ling Hao sat in the room, looking at his wife's portrait, and was lost in his mind, not realizing that someone had entered the yard, and he didn't hear Yuan Zun's voice either.

Seeing that no one answered, Yuanzun walked into the yard and observed it carefully. He found a water tank in the upper left corner of the yard. At this time, when Yuanzun saw the water tank, he showed a happy smile and walked over.

"Puu!" Yuan Zun picked up the scoop on the side of the water tank, scooped out some cold water, and rinsed his dirty hands.

But when he washed his hands and was about to turn around and leave, he accidentally saw a pile of eggshells. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.

Then he walked up, squatted down, and picked up the broken eggshell. The eggshell made him feel a strange aura, an aura he had almost never seen before, and this eggshell was Xiaobai's eggshell.

To be continued!

(End of this chapter)
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