Qin Di thought for half a day, looking for fairy edge is nothing more than three ways.

One is to wait for the rabbit, sitting in the courtyard staring at the sky, perhaps there are gods who happen to pass through the sky.This method is theoretically possible, but in fact it is difficult to succeed.He is now fourteen years old, it is said that to go to Xiu Xian may be a little late, if two years later, perhaps it will be scrapped!

The second is to go to the broken Tao view outside the city and continue to look for the clues that the fairy family has passed, but if no one is recommended, even if it is encountered, it may not be useful.This method is not too reliable.

The third way is to have the courage to ask your grandfather.The old man, as too Fu, too-cherly, knows the state affairs of Vietnam very well, so many years old, the salt eaten is more than the water that the little Qin flute drinks, and may know some of the fairyland sources.

Thinking about it, his eyes suddenly lit up: “Yes, that’s it!Please Grandfather!”

In exchange for the previous little Qin flute, he did not dare to ask, for fear of being scolded by his grandfather for doing nothing.The Qin family of books has never left the family business to seek immortality.This is no less than apostasy, and it is light to be scolded.

However, for the old Qin Di, who integrates the memory, this is a small thing.The old Qin flute has been tested for a long time, tortured, thick with skin, and his face is like a city wall, and he is afraid of what to blame!Not to mention that now the name of the peach blossom drunk, weak body, the future is slim, there are more reasons for the new, unusual, perhaps to find a new way!

So he raised his leg and walked to the Qinfu compound.

Qinfu covers thousands of acres and houses nearly 10,000 houses.Divided into a triple courtyard on the left and right.

The place where the grandfather lived is located in the middle, called the "conservative hall", and the courtyard before and after the seven-in-one, the eaves walk the wall and carving the beams.The door of Zhu Hong, two large stone lions at the door.

Qin flute did not pay attention to the man standing at the door to look at the door, but went straight in, came to the third door, and then trodden to the old man who kept the door: "Linbo, please say a word, I want to see Grandpa!"

The old man is the old servant of the Qin family, named Qin Lin, playing small and following the grandfather, is a family that knows the bottom, this year is also close to 70 years old, but also refused to go home to retire.

The old man with a wrinkled face smiled very kindly and said, "Nineteen young master, you are really here!"The Lord said, "If you come here in these two days, you will come in at any time, and you will not have to tell."

“Grandpa in the library?”

“Fishing in the back!You go around through the side door, you don't have to go to the main hall to see him."

Qin flute flashed his eyes and made a simple look: “Grandpa looks like today?”

The old man smiled slightly: "It's so good, I look at the master but I'm not very happy, I don't know what."Be careful not to make the Lord angry.”

Qin flute thought, the flower accident is the secret of the Qin family, the old man may not be clear, so nodded, through the side door, along the garden cobblestone paved path, curved forward, about the distance, to the vast water.

It is said that the back of the sea, in fact, is the river.

The Qin family is built on the water, and the back garden is Tongtian River, where the spirit is rich, can prolong life, and can also fish for rest.If you get a fishing boat, the fish and shrimp caught are enough to enjoy the Qinfu.

On the spring day, the sun is warm, passing through the golden willows on the river, and the spots are sprinkled on the riverbank.

Tai Fu Qin Gaolan threw away the crowned belt, wearing a loose spring shirt, sitting under the willow tree, holding a fishing rod, half closed eyes fishing.

Not far behind, a black man stood quietly, motionless, as if a stake of wood.

Qin flute quietly walked over, standing quietly beside his grandfather, looking at the old man with some grim face, some surprise in his heart, faintly said: "I don't know what happened?"Is it because of me?”. .

After half an hour, the old man turned his head, looked at him, and said, "Little Nineteen, you don't go to bed, what's the matter here?"

Qin Yi said, “Grandpa is in pain, come and ask Grandpa to point out a clear path.”

The old man frowned slightly: “Oh?What do you want to clear the way?What is the point of my grandfather?”

Qin Di opened his eyes, looked at the old man's still bright eyes, and whispered: "Grandchildren want to ask for immortality, ask Grandpa to point to the fairy, I don't know if it is possible?"

The old man heard the words and throbbed his eyebrows, waved his hand, and let the black man retreat, and then said: "Little nineteen, the fairy road is difficult to go, I advise you not to try."

Qin Di has a door!He said, "Grandchildren are weak, not so long-lived, I want to try."

The old man shook his head slightly: "Because of weakness, it is more and more impossible."If you are strong, you may have a chance.I don’t even have a half chance now!My child, you are dead.”

“The grandson’s heart is beating!A warm blood, where can you die!I can't believe you touch it!"

The old man was almost amused by him: “Oh!Even if you want to cultivate the fairy, there is no root!"

Qin Di's face floated with a look of hope: "Linggen?What Linggen?Grandpa, you have not tested, how do you know that your grandchildren have no Linggen?Maybe I have roots!”

The old man looked at him and smiled, "We have a lack of spirit in the country, even with the people's livelihood of the Vietnamese people, there is a lack of Linggen, there is a young man with Linggen, there is not one in a million people!"Even if you have a root, it is just a low root, it is not much use!Repair a half-hanger, in the end is also an empty one!Don't say that the foundation is built, even the middle level of gas can not be reached, can not save your life!"

Qin flute took a step forward, pulled the old man's sleeve, pleaded: "Grandpa, the grandson wants to try it."I often have the feeling of Dan Tian fever, maybe there will be Linggen.Do you believe that you touch my pulse, the spirit is alive, like a beaded, how can there be no Linggen?"

The old man stared at him with eyes, and his expression became serious: "Grandpa is not a fairy, Linggen cannot be touched."Boy, do you really want to fix it?I heard that you have been looking for fairy, not just a momentary interest?"

Qin Di nodded, his face firm, and his mouth said, "Grandchildren really want to cultivate the fairy."

"Do you know that this road is difficult, you really made up your mind?"Have you suffered that kind of suffering?”

Qin Di took out the strength of the teacher and said resolutely: "Son has determination and perseverance!"Must be able to repair the fruit!Let’s fight for the Qin family!”

The old man was silent for a moment, saying, “I don’t want you to fight for the Qin family, but I want you to hide your name.”If you want to cultivate immortality, you must die and get rid of the Qin family, and you can do it too?”

Qin Diyi: “Grandpa, why is this?”

The old man sighed: "I cheated on the road to Xiu Xian, if I was not careful, we will provoke enemies, we are big, but we are weak books, and we can't hurt it!"If you really want to cultivate the fairy, you can only hide your name, and you can't say that you are the descendants of the Ningcheng Qin family!Can you do it?”

“Don’t have to change your name?”

"Change the surname will not, Qin is the Vietnamese surname, surname Qin thousands of thousands, as long as the Pining city Qin family is fine."

Qin Di bit his teeth: “Grandchildren can die!”

The old man was as heavy as water: "Fake death is only to prevent accidents."More importantly, you have to test Linggen, if there is no Linggen, there is no chance to even try!”

“Where can I test the root?”

"It is too early, every ten years at the beginning of March 10, from this 500-mile island Zhujiawan, there is a rising fairy conference."At that time, you can measure Linggen, and Linggen is excellent, you can enter the fairy gate."

Qin Di laughed bitterly: “Ten years?That's too long too!My grandchildren are getting old!”

The old man shook his head slightly: "Child, you are lucky, the most recent one is next year!"

Qin Di heard the words and said, “It’s only been a year!”Can my grandson go?“Is Zhu Jiawan open to outsiders?”

The old man grinned, “To go to Zhujiawan, you must be able to board the ship!”Grandpa kept a token, which is also a ticket to board the ship, which was left to me by a well-known Taoist thirty years ago.If you really want to go, you have a chance to test.”

Qin flue hugged his grandfather’s arm and said, “Thank you Grandpa!”