Yi Shuyuan subconsciously looked around and then looked at the sky, but there was no trace of ghosts or gods, nor any aura of immortals or demons.

It's just the gentle breeze and the slight movement of the grass and trees.

This painting actually came by itself?

"Hey, it's still mine after all. It's such a big painting and it's not easy to hide."

"I, I, sir, leave it to me!"

The excited Hui Mian jumped on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and introduced himself.

"I'll hide!"

Yi Shuyuan rolled up the scroll little by little, and then handed it to Xiao Diao, who carefully held the front end with his paws, and then rubbed the down under his neck.

It was like there was a bottomless pit hidden in that tuft of hair, and the long picture scroll was just sent into the hair, which made Yi Shuyuan wonder.

There was a funny smile on Hui Mian's plush face, and Yi Shuyuan's trust made him happier than seeing the painting coming.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Yi Shuyuan asked this, and Hui Mian immediately showed off.

"This is the art of hiding. I am much more powerful than ordinary monsters. Some of them like to swallow it!"

"Oh, it's amazing. Can you tell me more about it?"

"Hahahahaha, sir, do you think it's awesome too? Let me tell you, I have been practicing for a long time, and I have honed my skills, such as the Tibetan Art."

As Yi Shuyuan walked, Hui Mian spoke at the same time. One was talking brilliantly, while the other was listening very seriously.

At a certain moment, Hui Mian accidentally looked around, and then found that he had followed Yi Shuyuan to the sky without knowing it, and was flying on a breeze.

"Ah - ah -, we are flying -"

Xiao Diao screamed on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder. Apparently this monster had never flown before.

Yi Shuyuan could understand the little guy's mood. He was also very excited when he flew for the first time.

But what Yi Shuyuan didn't know was that Hui Mian was not only excited about flying, but even more excited about Yi Shuyuan taking him to fly away. The martial arts tournament was over and he didn't chase it away.

"Fei - I will practice and attain the Tao -"

Hui Mian waved his claws wildly in the air, while his two hind claws tightly grasped the clothes on Yi Shuyuan's shoulders.

Is it possible to practice spiritually?

Yi Shuyuan looked back at the still bright lights of Yuezhou City, and then looked at the distant sky. He also believed that he could practice Taoism.

Comparing Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian's ease and ease, Yuezhou City is in chaos.

When the Qingzhou warriors chased out of the residential area, they also brought the news out, and the image of the mountain and river fairy furnace was blown to the sky by the wind.

Whether they were in a hurry, joining in the fun, or greedy, I don’t know how many warriors, men, women, old and young, were chasing after me, and I don’t know how many heads were staring at the sky.

At first, some people could still see the painting floating in the sky, but later it turned into a small dot.

Later, the picture scroll has completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

However, countless warriors and even the people of Yuezhou City are still looking around, and many people even find their way outside the city.

Is this true or false?

If it is fake, many warriors have seen it with their own eyes. Even if most of the people seen at close range are Qingzhou people, it is impossible for everyone to act so realistically, and even regret and greed can be acted vividly.

If it is true, a group of warriors and even the best in the world of the younger generation are here, but let the painting be blown away by the wind?

Some people are gradually spreading the word that the Immortal Furnace Picture of Mountains and Rivers is an extraordinary work, but it was just taken back by the Immortal.

There are also rumors that the innate senior has entered Taoism through martial arts and has become a god. He gave guidance to Mai Lingfei and turned into a celestial wind to take away the painting.

Various bizarre rumors and various happening stories have given the entire Yuezhou Martial Arts Conference a layer of mystery——

Yi Shuyuan did not take Hui Mian back to the county government directly, but returned to Xihe Village. There was nearly thirty acres of land, and it was impossible for the Yi family to plant it in just two days.

Yi Shuyuan came back to help, which speeded up the progress of the Yi family's rice transplanting.

The little Diao who always appears next to Yi Shuyuan has successfully aroused Abao's curiosity. He always wants to catch it but always fails.

When we arrived in the village, everything about the martial arts competition seemed to be far away.

Ah Fei did not come to disturb, and Yi Shuyuan did not take the initiative to find out whether the conference had ended. He just focused on the fields during the plowing season.

Finally, after another four days, the Yi family's fields were finally planted.

"Call"

Yi Shuyuan took a deep breath, washed his hands with muddy water in the rice field, and then straightened up. There were only the last few rows of Yi Yongan left.

Hui Mian rested against the teapot and teacup on the ridge of the field, watching the teapot to keep away insects such as crickets and leeches.

Suddenly, Hui Mian opened his eyes and found a nasty guy running over from the other side of the field.

"Hahahaha, here, let me touch you"

Abao ran over excitedly and went straight to the little marten beside the teapot, but obviously the latter moved faster and jumped away after a few times.

"Don't run——"

"Abao, stop chasing, be careful of falling!"

"Don't run, don't run--"

Apparently Abao didn't listen at all.

Hui Mian over there had already run far away. He stood up on his hind legs and tail and looked at the child over there.

Huh, if you're not your grandnephew, let me show you some color. When you go to bed at night, sprinkle some water on your butt!

After imagining this, Hui Mian ran away immediately. The children in this village ran very fast on the field ridge, and they had already caught up with him.

In the field, Yi Baokang and Yi Yong'an had also straightened up, scooping water from their feet and rubbing their hands.

"Everything is planted, this year is much easier than in previous years!"

"There will be a good harvest."

"Brother is right, there will be a bumper harvest this year!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Kuonan Mountain in the distance and faced Yi Baokang Road.

"I'll go to the mountains later. If I don't come back before dark, there's no need to prepare my dinner, and there's no need to worry."

Yi Yongan, who was sitting on the ridge over there, washing his feet, asked.

"Uncle, will you come back at night?"

"Come back."

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan walked aside, stepped onto the field ridge, scooped up water from the ditch and washed his calves, then picked up his shoes and walked along the field ridge.

Everywhere the field ridge passes are rice fields. In addition to working farmers, there are also many wild birds such as egrets and teal ducks.

"Wow."

A group of water birds were frightened and flew away, flapping their white wings and scattering towards the sky. A small marten rushed from the other side and jumped onto Yi Shuyuan's shoulder.

Yi Shuyuan looked behind him, where Abao was looking around the paddy fields with a few children.

"These brats want to catch me? Humph!"

"You are amazing!"

Yi Shuyuan complimented Hui Mian and he was happy and asked quickly.

"Sir, have we gone home for dinner?"

"If you don't go back, go to Kuonan Mountain!"

"Ah?"

Hui Mian's heart suddenly became tense. Are you going to send me up the mountain? Sir, you don't want me anymore? No way.

"Uh, sir, I don't really want to go, I want to play with A Bao"

Hui Mian asked anxiously, Yi Shuyuan didn't know what he was thinking, didn't he hate these children just now?

"Okay, then let's stay here with them."

But just after Yi Shuyuan finished saying this, he noticed a little mink shaking its head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, it's better to accompany your husband up the mountain!"

Yi Shuyuan seemed to notice something because of the contrast in his emotions before and after seeing Hui Mian. Did this guy think that I just wanted to throw it away?

However, Yi Shuyuan didn't say anything, and quickly stepped onto the village road from the fields, put on his shoes and walked towards Beishan.

Along the way, people from Xihe Village saw Yi Shuyuan, and those who recognized him greeted him warmly. Those who did not recognize him would look at him a few more times, wondering who the scholar was.

Until he left Xihe Village, Yi Shuyuan's already brisk steps became even faster.

——

When Yi Shuyuan came to Shannangang, a patch of red came into view.
To be continued...