"Poor Dao Dao Xuanyang. Chen Yang sat upright and said softly.

"Xuanyang Dao Chief. The old woman bowed slightly to him, which was regarded as a salute.

This old woman doesn't seem to be repulsive to Taoist priests.

If you are an ordinary person, it is estimated that you will be the same as Shu Ya, and you will be rejected directly.

"What do you call the donor?"

"Shu Wenxi. Granny Shu smiled kindly and asked, "May I ask Daoist Xuanyang, what's the matter with looking for Yaya?"

Judging by her tone, she did know the sprouts.

Chen Yang thought at first that she was a goddess or something, but she didn't look like it.

In addition to the heavy yin qi in her body, she has no corresponding ability.

Completely, just an ordinary old woman.

This is very strange, Chen Yang is very puzzled.

"Michichi, please use tea. At this time, Shu Ya came over and brought a cup of tea.

"Thank you, donor. ”

Shu Ya moved a small table and put it on the side, and after a while, a young man knocked on the door and brought a mung bean cake.

Shu Ya put the mung bean cake on a plate, put it on the small table, and then retreated behind Shu Wenxi, with no intention of leaving.

Chen Yang said directly: "Donor, Poor Dao is entrusted by someone to look for buds. Can you tell Poor Dao where the sprouts are now?"

Shu Ya's brows were furrowed very tightly, while Shu Wenxi was much calmer.

"Entrusted by whom?" Shu Wenxi asked.

Chen Yang said: "Yaya's mother." ”

"Nonsense!" Shu Ya didn't hold back and shouted directly.

Shu Wenxi also frowned and asked, "Is what the Taoist said true?"

Chen Yang nodded: "The donor must also know the identity of the bud, and the poor road will not go around the bend with the donor." Ya Ya is an undead spirit, she should be reincarnated and stay in the world, which is not a good thing for her......"

"How do you know it's not a good thing?" Shu Ya interrupted: "Yaya has lived in our family for so long, she has always been very good, and grandma has been raising her as a daughter, what's wrong?"

Chen Yang was a little surprised in his heart, this family is really good.

Actually raised the little ghost as a daughter?

What do you think?

He shook his head and said, "The donor's words are wrong, people and ghosts have different paths, ghosts are ghosts after all, and the yang world is not their destination." ”

"You ......"

"Shuya. Shu Wenxi called softly, and Shu Ya immediately shut up, but still glared at Chen Yang.

Shu Wenxi picked up the plate, pushed it in front of Chen Yang, and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, taste it, their mung bean cake is very sweet." ”

"Donor ......"

"Bud has been with me for more than 50 years. ”

Chen Yang opened his mouth, and his eyebrows tightened.

One person and one ghost, getting along for more than 50 years?

This old woman is still alive and secure?

Shu Wenxi picked up a piece of mung bean cake and put it in his mouth, looked at the sky, and then looked at the big locust tree, with a kind smile on his face.

A little girl about three years old, wearing a beautiful princess dress, did not know when she appeared under the big locust tree, squatting on the ground, digging with a small shovel in her hand.

As if sensing Shu Wenxi's gaze, the little girl turned her head to look over and said with a smile: "Grandma, can you come and play with me in the mud?"

Shu Wenxi smiled and said, "Sister Shu Ya will play with you." ”

Shu Ya hesitated, put a smile on her face, and walked over.

Two people, one big and one young, squatting under the tree, had a good time, and could hear the laughter of the little girl from time to time.

Chen Yang looked at it, and his mood became heavier.

Things were completely different from what he had thought.

He thought that Yaya was raised by someone as a ghost, but now, he was actually being raised as a granddaughter.

Moreover, it is very well raised.

With more than 50 years of nurturing and more than 10,000 days and nights of companionship, if the buds are suddenly taken away, this old man may not be able to withstand this blow.

Chen Yang felt very painful.

"The old woman is 84 years old this year, and she doesn't have a few years to live, and all these years, fortunately, there are buds that have been with me, otherwise, I may have left a long time ago. ”

"The donor also has a granddaughter. ”

Shu Wenxi shook his head: "I have no children and no daughters in my life, Shu Ya's mother is my adopted daughter." ”

"Hehe, you shouldn't have told the Taoist about this. ”

Shu Wenxi smiled and said, "Dao Chief, I want to ask you for something." ”

Chen Yang wanted to refuse directly, he didn't have to guess to know what Shu Wenxi wanted.

But looking at Shu Wenxi's eyes full of expectation, he couldn't say anything if he refused.

"Donor, please. ”

"Can the Taoist Elder wait for me to die, and then overdo the buds?"

"Good. Chen Yang nodded and said, "But Poor Dao also has a request." ”

"Chief, please. ”

"Poor Dao came here because of Yaya's mother's trust, and Poor Dao hoped that their mother and daughter could see each other. ”

"It's nature. Shu Wenxi said: "If the Taoist chief doesn't dislike it, you can ask Yaya's mother to live here too." ”

"Let's talk about it. ”

Chen Yang can't be the master of this matter.

He got up and unloaded the bamboo umbrella and said to Shu Wenxi: "Donor, you can talk to Yaya." ”

"Thank you for the reminder. ”

Shu Wenxi stood up with the handrail and walked towards the big locust tree with his back bent.

"Yaya, do you want to kiss your mother?" Shu Wenxi asked in a low voice.

Ya Ya, who was playing, heard the word mother, and her fleshy little hand suddenly paused.

On the cute little face, there was suddenly a hint of confusion and sadness.

"Mother..."Ya Ya's eyes were suddenly moist, and the tears couldn't be stopped.

The valve of memory was opened, like a flood.

Almost all the memories of her life are related to her mother.

"Yaya doesn't cry, my mother has come to see you. Shu Wenxi said softly.

Chen Yang stretched out the bamboo umbrella, Gu Qiqi had already heard their words.

At this moment, he was holding a bamboo umbrella, looking at the small figure under the locust tree, pursing his lips tightly, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Bud Bud!"

She called.

The voice trembled slightly.

Bud followed the voice and looked over.

The mother and daughter, who crossed hundreds of years of time and space, met again as undead.

Gu Qiqi walked over step by step, wanting to hug her, but he was afraid of scaring the buds.

Yaya threw herself into her arms all of a sudden, shouting "mother" in her mouth, and her immature voice was distressing to listen to.

Shu Wenxi and Shu Ya retreated silently.

Shu Ya looked at the mother and daughter under the tree, and then at Chen Yang, and felt a little more grateful to him in her heart.

"Thank you, Chief. Shu Ya said softly.

Chen Yang shook his head and did not speak.

He lamented in his heart: "My lottery opportunity slipped away again." ”

According to the current situation, if he can overtake both of them, he will have at least one chance to draw a lottery.

But now, don't think about it.

"System, am I too indecisive?"

The system said, "Yes." ”

Chen Yang had a black line: "Can you be a little more tactful?"

The system said: "The host doesn't have to think too much, thinking too much will only increase the troubles." ”

Chen Yang said: "Why don't you stop me? Is it appropriate to let the ghosts linger in the yang? After all, I am a person who wants to become an immortal." ”

The system suddenly asked, "What does the host think is a Taoist priest?"

Chen Yang said: "What else can it be, revere heaven and earth, not afraid of demons, and don't force it in case of trouble." ”

The system said: "The host can say this, which means that the host does have a Dao heart. The world thinks that Taoist priests will only subdue demons and exorcise ghosts, fight and kill, and the killing heart is too heavy. Not really. ”

"The Tao is natural, and the Taoist priest just follows his heart and does what he should do. ”

"Taoist priests are also human beings, they will be tempted by red dust, they will have joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, they will be angry at the crown, and they will be moved by compassion. ”

"The host needs to know that immortals were also human beings, and even if they become immortals, they still have human nature. ”

"The host doesn't have to be overly entangled, it's your way, just do what you think is right. ”

Chen Yang silently said to himself: "My Dao ......"