Towards evening, it was drizzling.

Along a hazy blue stone road, straight into the courtyard with pink walls and tiles, green pines on the side, rockeries stand in the forest, it can be seen that there is an elegant oriental style garden-style villa in the courtyard.

Dressed in a white T-shirt and black baggy trousers, Cheng Qiyue, who looked like a high school girl, walked briskly through the red-painted fenced corridor to a gazebo in the courtyard.

Behind the stone table in the pavilion, there was a tall and thin man in his thirties wearing a black antique robe, with his medium-long hair casually draped, with an indescribable sense of loneliness on his angular face, and his eyes that used to be like falcons were also a little drunk, and there were empty wine bottles in front of him.

When Cheng Qiyue saw this scene, he couldn't help but look at his father in front of him in surprise.

The father is in the family, but he is the proud son of the sky and the descendant of the ancestor, and he has always been very chic and arrogant, giving people the feeling of being fierce and arrogant.

And that proud father now has his hair disheveled and smells of alcohol...... Like a down-and-out drunkard?

Cheng Qiyue looked at his father in the pavilion and couldn't help but say, "Father, are you looking for me?"

Cheng Buxiu glanced at Cheng Qiyue with drunken eyes, and said in a low voice: "Sit." ”

Cheng Qiyue was slightly stunned.

Over the years, her father had become more and more disappointed with her progress in her practice, and his attitude had become more and more cold, and this was the first time that he took the initiative to let her sit down in front of her.

She was a little apprehensive, not understanding what her father meant.

Cheng Buxiu frowned slightly, and was about to scold habitually, but when he saw the uneasy look in his daughter's eyes, he couldn't help sighing, and said in a slow tone: "July, sit down." ”

Cheng Qiyue hesitated for a moment, and then sat down on the stone pier beside his father.

Cheng Buxiu picked up the wine bottle, poured it again, and then asked casually, "How is the progress of cultivation?"

"It is estimated that in a few days, we will be able to get through the 'academy students'. Cheng Qiyue said in a low voice.

"You're thirty-seven years old this Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

Cheng Buxiu nodded slightly, as if he was saying to his daughter, and as if he was saying to himself: "Passing the first heavenly pass at the age of thirty-seven is not bad, mediocre...... Maybe it's not a bad thing either. ”

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Qiyue couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Buxiu smiled a little self-deprecatingly, then slowly shook his head and said: "It's nothing, after you pass the heavenly pass of the academy students and become a 'walking under the moon', you can be regarded as having some self-protection ability, when the time comes, you can relax if you want to relax, you don't need to sacrifice too much for the sake of cultivation." ”

Cheng Qiyue was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little sour.

It's been more than twenty years.

For more than 20 years, she has been working hard all day long for her cultivation, in order to awaken the Dharma Body as soon as possible, to pass the first heavenly barrier of 'academy student', and to disguise herself as a student for more than 20 years, she has also been disguising herself for more than 20 years, just to fight for breath, so she works so hard.

And now, the father, who has always been strict and indifferent, actually said such open-minded and generous words?

"In the blink of an eye, you're thirty-seven. ”

Cheng Buxiu held the wine bottle, looked at Cheng Qiyue with a slight look in his eyes, sighed, and said, "I haven't hugged you since you started practicing, let me hug it, maybe this is the last ......"

"Finally, you...... What the hell is wrong with you?"

Cheng Qiyue's eyes were red, and when he looked at his fragile and lonely father in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

What happened to make my father, who had always been fierce and proud, like this?

Is this a confession?

Cheng Buxiu didn't answer her, just stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hug his daughter, but his arm hesitated in mid-air, but he still took it back, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I haven't hugged you for so many years, I'm still a little unaccustomed to it, and I'm a little embarrassed." ”

"Father, what's wrong with you?" asked Cheng Qiyue with a little choked up.

"Don't ask, I don't want to get you involved. Cheng Buxiu glanced at his daughter and shook his head slightly.

He knew that his daughter might have something to do with that senior Lin, and the calligraphy hanging in his daughter's bedroom was probably given by that senior Lin.

It's just that...... He had also seen the calligraphy, but there was only a hint of Taoist rhyme, not like the female practitioner he met in the calligraphy and painting shop today, who was carrying a calligraphy with great magical powers.

I'm afraid that the daughter's calligraphy was just a random gift from the senior in the face of the ancestor, and it was just a commemorative significance.

Such a senior master, even the ancestor was willing to give away the treasure to please him, and even the famous Lu Jianxian sent the Liangyi Gathering Dharma Basin, God knows what kind of person it is?

Maybe it's an immortal, or maybe it's the reincarnation of an immortal...... In short, it must be the power of the immortals who have crossed the five heavenly barriers.

With such a great power, how can you care about your daughter just by giving away a pair of ordinary calligraphy?

Therefore, he didn't think about asking his daughter to help intercede at all.

The worst he could accept was that the senior killed him on the spot, but he couldn't involve the family and his daughter, the only offspring.

"Father's ......"

Cheng Qiyue saw that his father didn't say anything, just drank wine lonely, like a death row prisoner before his execution, he couldn't help biting his lip and whispered: "Father...... Maybe I can help you?"

Cheng Buxiu glanced at his daughter, shook his head slightly, and said: "With your cultivation, if I am not there in the future, I am afraid that you will not have a good time in the Cheng family, but as long as you live a worry-free life, you will be rich and healthy, and ordinary is a blessing...... You need to think twice about what you do in the future, just keep that in mind. ”

Cheng Qiyue took a deep breath and said: "Father, in fact, I know a senior master with great powers, and the ancestor is also an old acquaintance with him, if he ......."

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Buxiu sighed and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I know, you mean the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop called 'He Mingxuan', right?"

"Father, do you know him?" Cheng Qiyue couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Cheng Buxiu was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's okay to tell you, I provoked ...... today." That's the Lin senior. ”

Cheng Qiyue was struck by lightning and was stunned for a long time before he asked in a trembling voice, "...... How did you provoke Senior Lin?"

Cheng Buxiu raised his hand to signal her to stop, and then said lightly: "There is no need to mention this matter again, the mistake has been made, tomorrow I will go to the senior to take the blame, whether I am dead or alive, I will admit it, but I will never implicate you and my Cheng family." ”

"No......"

Cheng Qilian said: "Father, I have also had some conversations with Senior Lin, in my opinion, Senior Lin is not the kind of indifferent and fierce evil way, nor is he too forgetful, but he is friendly, courteous, easy to know and difficult to understand, he should be an open-minded peerless master." ”

Cheng Bu kept hearing this, but shook his head and sighed: "Mortals still live with masks, and such unfathomable power, I don't know how many years have passed, even if there are thousands of faces, it is not strange, and now he is still living in seclusion in the mortal world, even if he disguises himself as a mortal in words and deeds, I am afraid that you can't see any clues, how can you judge his character based on just a few words?"

Cheng Qiyue couldn't help but be stunned.

Cheng Buxiu stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry too much, being a father is just preparing for the worst outcome, and we will know tomorrow." ”

Cheng Qiyue bit his lower lip and said, "Then I'll accompany you tomorrow." ”

"No need. Cheng Buxiu said slowly: "There is no point in you going, maybe the ancestor still has some chances, after all, the ancestor even gave the Qingyang ruler to Senior Lin, but you are such a little girl......"

At this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Qingyang ruler? It turned out to be Senior Lin's place, no wonder ......" Cheng Qiyue's heart moved, and said: "Father, why don't you also apologize for your sins? If you can please Senior Lin, maybe you can forgive your mistakes?"

"Apology ......"

Cheng Buxiu was silent.

He didn't think about this either, because even the Cheng family's treasure 'Qingyang Ruler' was only a ruler for pressing paper in that Lin senior, and even Lu Jianxian's supreme treasure 'Liangyi Jufa Basin' was just a tool for washing pens, and the other party obviously didn't care about the so-called supreme treasure in the world at all.

And before the ancestor left, although he gave him some treasures, they were far from being comparable to the treasures.

"Father, since Senior Lin likes the ordinary mundane life, it proves that he pays more attention to Tao Hui, maybe ...... The treasure that looks ordinary, but is ingenious inside, is more in line with the mind of Senior Lin?" Cheng Qiyue said cautiously.

Cheng Buxiu groaned slightly, and felt that it was also the same truth.

Even if it is a treasure, in the eyes of that senior, I am afraid that it is not much better than ordinary mundane things.

Even if he took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, the other party would not take it to heart.

But if it's an apology that is more in line with the senior's appetite, maybe it's useful.

"That's right. ”

Cheng Buxiu suddenly remembered a treasure that he hadn't taken out for a long time, "Maybe...... This one works?"