"Cultivator? You said that person was a cultivator? But why did he help me and ask me to go back and ask my father? Is it just like what was shown on TV, although my father is a farmer on the surface, he is actually a great power who is tired of being incognito...... Well, it must be so!" Chen Peng fell into a methodical analysis.

"......" didn't want to communicate with the fool, so the witch didn't speak.

In the evening, return home.

Chen Peng found Chen Tiezhu, who was squatting next to the clay pot to add firewood, stared at it for a while, and suddenly shouted: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency if there is more than is lost." ”

Chen Tiezhu turned his head, looking dazed. I thought to myself, what's wrong with this kid today?

"He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills......" Chen Peng still did not give up.

"The wall can't collapse, I'm building it myself! What about you being a paper-paste tofu scum project on TV? Hey, I said that your kid dragged Chinese with me in two years of school, and you are still your old man's ......."

Yes, nothing came out, Chen Peng returned to his house with some disappointment.

But what's the situation with that bald uncle? Judging from his tone, he must know his father, and the big guy said that the bald guy is a cultivator, but how did his father get involved with a cultivator?

This big question mark pressed on Chen Peng's head made him very uncomfortable, since his father deliberately concealed it, it was useless to ask him directly, so Chen Peng had to find another breakthrough.

He found his mother, who was sweeping the floor, and asked about it straight to the point, saying that there was a bald head wearing sunglasses who came to buy medicine every day, could it be his father's friend, and his mother was stunned for a moment at first, and then shook her head and denied it. The look in his eyes was obviously different from usual.

This made Chen Peng's suspicions even heavier, under normal circumstances, my mother would definitely think about it, and then say the names of a few villagers in the village, so directly deny it, my mother must know something!

It seems that my father is undoubtedly a cultivator, and it is still very good to criticize according to the plot! This is too novel, give me some time to calm down first.

"The person who is connected to your blood has no spiritual power in him, so don't do useless things. The big guy's words were like a basin of cold water poured down, making someone cold thoroughly.

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Peng found a low stool and slapped it down, and couldn't help but have a little disappointed expression on his face, yes, my friend is cultivating really doesn't mean that he is, I'm really stupid.

"It's gratifying that you can recognize your position. The witch said.

Because he fell into loss, Chen Peng did not refute this time.

Hey, I thought my dad was such a great person!

Sighing, Chen Peng inadvertently glanced under the coffee table out of the corner of his eye, it seemed that there was a bag there, which he had never seen before.

Out of curiosity, Chen Peng reached out and pulled out the unknown bag. The moment he opened it, he froze, because the bag was almost full of very poor color Ganoderma lucidum and kudzu roots, which he had sold in the past month!

But didn't all the things he sold buy from the bald head wearing sunglasses?

Just as Chen Peng was staring at these things with questions, Li Ying, who came to call his son to eat, was stunned at the door.

"Mom, what is this?" Chen Peng turned his inquiring gaze to his mother. He knew his mother must know what was going on.

When Li Ying saw the bag in Chen Peng's hand, she already knew that there were some things that she couldn't hold, she sighed and said, "It's all your father'......"

At the dinner table, Chen Peng looked at his father with a face, "Dad, do you have to give me an explanation for this bag of things?" he said, pointing to the open bag of medicine on the ground.

Chen Tiezhu's lips moved, as if he was thinking about how to lie, and after some struggle, he also knew that he was stupid, so he had no choice but to pat his thigh, "What, Lao Tzu doesn't mean that you kid does this to make money, you can read the book for me better than anything else, I only came back twice this year, and your mother wants you to come back for dinner early......"

"Getting to the point. Chen Peng reminded on the side. These two people will do tai chi, you push me, I push you.

"That's why I want to hire someone to buy your medicine...... But this person is really good, he didn't overcharge a single one, and he negotiated the matter after smoking a cigarette. After speaking, Chen Tiezhu stabbed his wife sitting next to him.

Li Ying gave him a blank look.

Chen Peng stood up expressionlessly.

Li Ying thought that her son was going to make noise, so she said, "Your father also wants you to come home early......

"Mom, Dad!"

Chen Peng threw himself into the arms of the second elder, his voice choked.

The lights were dim, and the shadows of a family of three hugging each other stretched long in the courtyard outside the house.

Night.

Chen Peng sat cross-legged on the mat as always, practicing his set of quenching skills.

The illusory figure of the witch leaned in front of the window, and the night breeze outside the window blew in, blowing her illusory long hair. In a pair of moon-like eyes, there are no emotional fluctuations.

She glanced back at Chen Peng who was cultivating, and didn't bother him, just looked at the dilapidated fence wall outside.

Why do you feel empty in your heart when you see their family hugging each other boringly......

The next day, Chen Peng didn't go up the mountain, on August 26th, he remembered that today was Su Xiu's birthday, so he took a car to the town early in the morning.

Anyway, what new hobbies has this little ass had over the years? Alas, what a big head!

An hour passed.

While touching his head, Chen Peng walked around the market. There are a lot of things that are suitable for making gifts, but they are all plastic toys for young babies.

"This looks good, I want to buy this for me!"

At this time, there was the voice of a girl begging for a gift next to her.

Chen Peng turned his head to see that it was a young couple, who looked like high school students, a few years younger than him, and I am afraid they were still minors. However, Chen Peng is not concerned about the question of whether they are in early love or not, but the thing in the little girl's hand, which is a butterfly hairpin.

"Okay, buy it for you, my little baby must be cute with this ......" The boy's response was already a background sound in Chen Peng's ears at this time.

After the two left, Chen Peng walked to the place where the little girl was standing before, picked up a butterfly hairpin and looked at it carefully.

The stall owner saw that the business was coming again, and immediately frowned and said: "Give it to your girlfriend, right? This hairpin will give you your girlfriend, she will be happy, you see that little girl is happy just now." ”

"Hehe," Chen Peng smiled a little embarrassedly, "That, no, I'm planning to send it to me...... Sister's. ”

"Haha, that's it!" the stall owner laughed, and then immediately changed his rhetoric and continued: "This hairpin is very popular now, and she must be very happy if you buy it for your sister." ”

Do you only know this one sentence? After a while, Chen Peng didn't say much, took the money and left.

Chen Peng was about to go back to the village, but when he passed by a small stall, he was stopped by a voice from the spiritual world.

"Wait. The witch's voice rang out.

"What's wrong?" Chen Peng asked.

"Do you see the second black thing on your left foot?"

"See, what's wrong? Isn't it just dried medicine?"

"Stupid, if you feel it carefully, there's some pure aura on it. ”

"Who the hell is stupid? I am a quenching body, you let me feel the aura!"

"Who said you can't feel the aura if you quench your body?

Rolled his eyes, but in the face of the power of the dominatrix Chen Peng could only choose to choose from his heart again, and after a fierce argument with the stall owner about three or five yuan, the two sides reached a consensus with four yuan.

On the way back, Chen Peng carefully measured the black thing in his hand, his eyes were full of curiosity, this thing was only half the size of his palm, and the shape was an irregular circle.

This thing has a hammer aura!

Whatever! Dominatrix is happy! As long as you go back and don't let you eat this thing, you can say anything!

After getting out of the car, Chen Peng walked on the path not far from home, took out the gift prepared for Su Xiu and looked at it, hehe smiled, thinking that he would be happy with Xiao Nizi for a while! But as soon as he looked up, there seemed to be two white figures dangling at the intersection, and after blinking, the front was empty.