Fang Zihui began his new life as a herdsman. He changed from a pampered, scholarly young master to a man who rode on a horse and threw a lasso.
It was hard to describe his decision. Perhaps everyone would try to be another version of themselves when they were young? Or maybe it was the reverse psychology of twenty years of hard study. Lou Xiaoyi found it strange. If he had such perseverance, why didn't he try to cultivate?
It was incredible that he could be changed so thoroughly by love.
But to Lou Xiaoyi's surprise, this young master actually persevered. It was early summer when they entered the grassland, and now it was late autumn. Although Fang Zihui was not a good herdsman, he followed the rules and did not drag the others down. This was a visible improvement. In a few years, he could become a real grassland man.
How much knowledge did he still remember?
In the nearby pasture, the herdsmen often saw a stranger riding a horse. They did not know which family he belonged to, which tribe he was from, or how he lived. They had never seen his camp or his food. He was like a ghost, wandering in the pasture.
He came and went like a ghost.
Some herdsmen reported his abnormality to the head of the tribe. The head sent a dozen riders to interrogate him, but after seeing the document from Snow City, they could do nothing. The tribes and the people of the Central Plains had a general trend of reconciliation. Every Central Plains person who came to the grassland would be treated kindly, especially this kind of Central Plains official who was responsible for observing the teaching.
The head of the caravan did not hide his identity, and people in the tribe had also heard of him. So, the matter was left unsettled.
In the past few months, in his eyes, Fang Zihui had been through countless situations. Not only did he have to deal with the daily work of the herdsmen, but he also had to deal with the harassment of some grassland wanderers with bad intentions. But the couple had withstood it. When their relationship was impeccable, their willpower was indestructible!
Lou Xiaoyi, who was watching from afar, sighed. This was not the script he wanted. What he wanted most was for them to be defeated by reality, and then he could bring them back to report on his mission!
But now …
He decided to wait and see for another winter. If the school was properly organized and everything went smoothly, and Fang Zihui truly gained a firm foothold on the grassland, then there was no need for him to waste any more time here.
In fact, most of the ordinary pasture herdsmen were forthright and straightforward. In a sense, they were not as good at playing tricks as the Central Plains people. With Xiaofang's intelligence, as long as he won the respect of the people at the border, and as long as the couple remained unswerving, staying here would not be much more dangerous than staying in Snow City.
These herdsmen had not yet come into contact with the inheritance of cultivation on the grassland. Well, it was not called cultivation here, but the witchcraft. It was somewhat similar to the foundation of body cultivation, but with more mysterious things like secret incantations and worshipping gods. Lou Xiaoyi did not care much about these. He was here to protect people, not to fight with the grassland witchcraft.
In the snowy mountains, he could learn from the grandeur of the snowy mountains, and in the grassland, he could experience the vastness of the grassland. The mirror was born from the heart, and enlightenment came from the scenery. With a heart that was close to nature, he could always find something that belonged to him from the surrounding environment.
He was very satisfied, because the grassland allowed him to open up his mind. This had nothing to do with what kind of orthodoxy was entrenched here. Cultivators should not be so superficial.
This was far faster than when he was in seclusion. A secluded environment would often lead to a stagnant thought process. However, by allowing himself to wander in different natural sceneries, he was able to let his mind fly freely, and it was also his unrestrained swordsmanship!
Soon, it was the end of autumn, and the grass had turned yellow. To the herdsmen, it was time to return to the settlement.
Qing Duo and her family were also returning. They would spend this harsh winter in the warm yurts of the settlement. This time, Fang Zihui and his wife would also have their own tent.
Fang Zihui was a little impatient, because it was finally time for him to show what he was good at. Although he did not look like a scholar from the Central Plains at all, with his current skin and attire, he looked remarkably like a man from the grassland.
The process was easier than Lou Xiaoyi had imagined. The people from the Central Plains had extended an olive branch, and the people from the grassland had also raised an excellent wine. This was originally a process of integration that was tacitly approved by the higher-ups of both sides. Of course, it was not difficult for them, and instead, it was supported by many sides.
Fang Zihui even obtained the right to use a large yurt for the children to study in. Of course, not all of them were children. There were also many young people who were full of curiosity about the outside world. There were both men and women, and it was very lively.
Teacher Xiao Fang became the main character, and Lou Xiaoyi became bored. This was because everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that he was flustered.
Winter was the most lively period for the people of the grassland, because everyone gathered together. Furthermore, the people of the grassland were a people who were good at singing and dancing, and there were endless bonfire parties. It was a place that could cure loneliness the most.
Lou Xiaoyi had to admit that even he had fallen in love with this place. It was a simple and happy place.
Life was just so peaceful. Lou Xiaoyi watched everything that happened to Xiao Fang in this new environment. He never interfered, waiting for him to make a mistake, waiting for him to get tired, and finally waiting for him to give up.
There was always an end to winter. When early spring arrived, the herdsmen began to prepare for their annual herding. They had been stuffing themselves with food for the entire winter, but because of the lack of exercise, they had all become fatter. After half a year of hard herding, they would slim down again.
But before that, there was still the Spring Sacrifice that the grassland people valued the most.
This was the most important festival in the grassland. It had been like this since the beginning of the grassland people. They would pray to the Heavens and thank the Heavens for bestowing them with fertile pastures and sweet water!
This was also a great ceremony that every herdsman had to attend. If they did not attend and went out to herd, it was said that they would be punished by the God of the Grassland, so no one dared to ignore it.
Lou Xiaoyi was also among the herdsmen, heading towards the location of the Spring Sacrificial Ceremony. This was not the Spring Sacrificial Ceremony of the Stab Tribe, but the Spring Sacrificial Ceremony of all the people of the dozens of nearby tribes. It was vast and boundless.
In Lou Xiaoyi's plan, when the Spring Sacrifice ended and Fang Zihui and his family set out for the pasture, it would be the day he left. Because the relationship between the young couple was like glue, there was no unbearable ending that he had imagined at all.
The Spring Sacrifice, he would just take it as a farewell ceremony for him.
The herdsmen gathered from all directions at a place called the Black Deer Plain. This was the sacred place of several grassland tribes in the vicinity. Because the legendary God of the Grassland was the true form of a black deer, all important gatherings in the tribes would be held here.
There were many Gods in the grassland, such as the Black Deer God, the Black Horn God, the Titan God, the Eagle God, and so on. They were all totems of the tribes.
The crowd grew bigger and bigger, from a hundred thousand to a hundred thousand, but they were all in good order. They were not crowded and messy, but seemed to be very organized. This was not discipline, but a kind of restraint of faith.
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