Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Whole Family Enters a State of High Martial Arts

"This beautiful girl's family is your daughter-in-law, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yang was stunned and didn't know how to answer, and Bai Ya was also dumbfounded, looked at Zhang Yang, and suddenly blushed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Grandpa Qing knocked off the tobacco leaves that had become ashes in the smoke pot, refilled the pot, and said solemnly: "Little girl, I saw you today, and I can see that you are a good boy, and our little Yangzi is also a top man, it is enough for you, you will follow him well in the future, and he will definitely not treat you badly." ”

The two were dumbfounded, originally they came to investigate Grandpa Qing, but now the situation is very strange, Grandpa Qing made his own decisions and assigned Bai Ya to Zhang Yang as his daughter-in-law.

Bai Ya looked at Zhang Yang, smiled sweetly, and hurriedly said to Grandpa Qing: "Grandpa Qing, I just promise." ”

It's just that I complained in my heart, and I publicized this wood, and I repeatedly shirked it, isn't it just that there is a difference between humans and demons, what's the big deal.

Zhang Yang could only nod in the end and said, "Grandpa Qing, don't worry, if we can come together, we will definitely invite you over to drink the wedding wine." ”

"Ahem, make my old man excited." As soon as Grandpa Qing was excited, he choked on the smoke.

For the first time, Zhang Yang found that Grandpa Qing was quite humorous.

Zhang Yang sat on the edge of Grandpa Qing's bed and chatted with Grandpa Qing.

Bai Ya also sat on the side, the room was already laughing, and the three of them stayed inside, feeling that the whole space had become depressed.

Bai Ya looked left and right, hoping to find some clues, but Grandpa Qing didn't have anything here, and he couldn't see any signs of Grandpa Qing's cultivation fluctuations.

"Grandpa Qing, do you know how old that big willow tree is in the county?" Zhang Yang took the opportunity to inquire and probed some secrets by the way.

It's just that he can't be sure of Grandpa Qing's identity, so he can only chat slowly and test it.

Grandpa Qing smacked his cigarette, as if he was very addicted to smoking, nodded and said: "It's been more than a thousand years, and I was watching when people from the Cultural Relics Bureau came to measure the age of the tree." ”

"I don't know how much, I used to hang a sign on the tree, and it was clearly written, but I don't know when it was blown away by the wind, and now no one knows."

Zhang Yang was not surprised, so he chatted for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Yang said: "Grandpa Qing, tell me your stories again, I haven't heard your stories for a few years, and I've almost forgotten them, I want to reminisce about them." ”

As he spoke, he secretly pulled Bai Ya.

Bai Ya understood, and hurriedly prepared to listen to the story, maybe she could know something from Grandpa Qing's story.

"Ahem."

Grandpa Qing knocked off a pot of strange tobacco leaves that had been burned out again: "Little Yangzi, you are so old, what kind of stories do you still hear, do you think grandpa I am the president of the story club, the story has already been told to you, and now I can't tell the story." ”

Zhang Yang was a little disappointed, but Grandpa Qing didn't talk about it, and there was no way.

Grandpa Qing suddenly raised his cigarette stick and signaled to Zhang Yang: "Little Yangzi, do you want to have a pot, this kind of good thing, you can ascend to immortal by taking a deep breath." ”

Curiously glanced at Grandpa Qing's smoking pot, and asked suspiciously, "Grandpa Qing, you can't be marijuana, right?" ”

"Look at your little bit of talent, can you smoke marijuana, grandpa, this is a good thing for me, don't regret it if you don't smoke it." Grandpa Qing laughed.

Zhang Yang simply plucked up his courage, took the cigarette stick, and lit a pot for himself.

"Whew"

Although Zhang Yang wanted to take a puff elegantly, the next moment he found that the moment his mouth was on the cigarette holder, he involuntarily took a big sip.

With a puff of cigarette in his stomach, Zhang Yang's whole person was not good, and he only felt that a mouse was in his abdomen, rolling in it over and over again, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

"Grandpa Qing, what kind of weird thing are you?" Zhang Yang lay down on the bed uncomfortably, rolling around with his stomach in his arms, the smell of cigarettes couldn't be spit out in his stomach at all, and he was uncomfortable at the moment.

Grandpa Qing smiled faintly and said: "I'll just say, you can ascend to immortal in one bite, you still don't believe it, I'm a baby, and you kid is not satisfied if you take advantage." ”

Bai Ya saw that Zhang Yang was uncomfortable, her face changed, and she hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yang and asked, "What's wrong with you, where is it uncomfortable?" ”

As he spoke, he hugged Zhang Yang's body very worriedly, and his brows furrowed deeply.

At the same time, in my heart, I was suspicious of Grandpa Qing again, but looking at the old man's quiet appearance, he couldn't catch any clues at all.

Grandpa Qing explained: "It's okay, it only takes a while, my baby can be sucked by him, and I feel distressed." ”

Zhang Yang also appeased Bai Ya in time, for fear that his temper would come up, and he might even beat Grandpa Qing.

Although he was uncomfortable in his abdomen, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that a strange force appeared in his abdomen and began to slowly swim throughout his body.

It's the smell of smoke, Zhang Yang won't admit it.

Then, the smell of smoke circulated rapidly in his body several times, and finally all concentrated on his back.

Slowly, Zhang Yang found that the power of the smoke smell melted into his ribs and disappeared.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and Zhang Yang was horrified to find that something was about to grow in his ribs.

The human body itself only has twenty-four ribs, but now, Zhang Yang found that a pair of protrusions had grown under his ribs.

The pair of protrusions, symmetrical on the left and right sides of the vertebrae, were obviously conjured by the force just now.

Looking at Grandpa Qing, Zhang Yang's whole person was stunned, now, one thing is certain, Bai Ya's guess is correct, Grandpa Qing is not a normal person.

Now that he has encountered the changes, he can judge that Grandpa Qing's cultivation is very high, much higher than Bai Ya.

Then the one who escaped from Bai Ya's consciousness is probably Grandpa Qing.

But why does this old man, who has cultivated so high, stay under the big willow tree every day, and he is still in Wuxi County.

There are many questions that can't be answered, and now Zhang Yang feels that he has two extra ribs, although they are very short, but they are in a state of growing again.

Sooner or later, these two ribs will grow long.

Moreover, these two ribs are different from other original ribs, and the ribs are not made of bones, but have models and no substance, that is, these two extra ribs are illusory.

Although Zhang Yang had only just begun to cultivate, he was already able to look at himself inwardly.

"Grandpa Qing."

After a while, Zhang Yang found that his body was back to the same as before, but Bei'er was not in spirit, and there was a faint force in his body that wanted to break through his body and rush out.

After relieving himself, he called Grandpa Qing.

Grandpa Qing seemed to feel very sorry for his tobacco leaves, and he stopped smoking at the moment, so he dragged the cigarette stick in his arms, and said as if he was very precious: "Your kid is comfortable now, but I feel sorry for my grandfather, my baby, it's gone." ”

Bai Ya didn't notice these changes, but the eyes in her eyes also changed when she looked at Grandpa Qing, but she didn't say anything.

Zhang Yang jumped out of bed, bowed to Grandpa Qing and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Qing." ”

"What the hell are you giving me?" Zhang Yang couldn't help it, after all, there were two extra bones in his body out of thin air, which was not normal.

"Come on, old man, I'm an old Chinese medicine doctor, it's normal to help you heal, you just need to live well and come to see me once in a while."

"What I gave you, it's good for you anyway, you'll find out later."

Grandpa Qing didn't seem to want to say more, so he waved his hand at the two and said, "If you're okay, go back first, old man, I'm going to sleep." ”

Zhang Yang touched his ribs, and sighed in his heart, he didn't know what it was, but he was only afraid that it would be good for him, and he believed that Grandpa Qing would not harm him.

He nodded to Grandpa Qing and said, "Grandpa Qing, let's go, I'll come to see you next time." ”

After speaking, he pulled Bai Ya out of the room.

When he arrived at the door, Zhang Yang couldn't help it, and turned around again and asked, "Grandpa Qing, can you tell me how many people will survive after the catastrophe?" ”

After waiting for a while, there was no response from Grandpa Qing.

"Let's go." Zhang Yang didn't dare to disturb Grandpa Qing anymore, so he walked out of the grass with Bai Ya and left the big courtyard.