Chapter 250: My head is broken
Zhong Zhen listened slowly, because she already had a bottom in her heart, and she was not as surprised as she was when she first learned about Grandma's abnormalities from Yao Niang.
Although she doesn't understand why there is such a big difference, as if they are two completely different people, but she has only one thought in her heart, whether it is the former grandmother or the later grandmother, it is her grandmother reads();.
The grandma before she was stupid was a girl from a mountain village who didn't know much about anything, so she knew how to be kind to people and didn't ask for anything in return. The old woman still remembers a time when she sat by the well and cried because she had no new clothes for the Chinese New Year. was seen by the grandmother who came to fetch water, and when she went back, she embroidered a beautiful handkerchief and gave it to her.
There's a lot of stuff like that. But because people are too kind, they are often bullied. Not only will people come to my hometown and ask for money and things, but those small ruffians will always come and forcibly ask for money.
Zhong Zhen thought to herself, if this grandmother was not confused, although life was a little harder, she must be a loving grandmother who would bring up her granddaughter.
However, the same days are given to different people, and some people will be willing to give to others because they have lived hard in the past. Some people, but in order to get ahead, and hate the old self, erasing all the past.
I'm afraid that Yao Niang left without hesitation because the days were too hard, and she abandoned the past without hesitation.
After inquiring about everything, Zhong Zhen left some money, ate a long-lost home-cooked meal and left.
Grandma is not a grandmother, although it is the same body, it is definitely not herself. Zhong Zhen has never heard of this kind of miraculous thing, and there is no record in the books.
Squatting on the ground at night, Zhong Zhen lay in the quilt with half-squinted eyes, thinking slowly.
The Soul Nourishing Wood is not an ordinary object. But since she remembers, she has seen that grandma rarely leaves her hand and has always held it in her hand.
This thing is a treasure for cultivators to advance, if anyone has this thing, the heart demon or something can be ignored at all, as long as the elixir spirit crystal is enough, how to cultivate how you like.
How rare it is. Far more than any treasure in the world. What are the seven love fruits and the like, compared to it, its distance is like the stones on the earth and the stars in the sky.
Someone who can own such a treasure. Not ordinary people.
Zhong Zhen couldn't help but wonder on a whim, could it be that Grandma was a cultivator who tried to advance to the spirit refining stage and failed, although the person was gone, but there was something unknown left behind. fluttered into Grandma's body.
But throughout the ages, only the Xinghua Ancestor had reached the spiritual refining period. I haven't heard of anyone else.
She didn't want to admit that Grandma might be the strange person of Xinghua Ancestor.
I heard some from the master, and then I asked some old news from Demps. Li Huaixu is simply a ruffian among ruffians, a rascal among hooligans, with a thick skin. The strangeness of the behavior is completely beyond the scope of human beings.
However, Zhong Zhen is sure of one thing. Grandma is a man. She never thought that Grandma might be another person, so she had all kinds of strangeness about him that was different from ordinary women. There was not the slightest suspicion.
Although Grandma is extremely weak, she can walk with a big stride, without the slightest twist of a woman. There is also the clumsy cooking skills, pinching a needle as if holding a mallet.
The words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in one hand are really not a little feminine.
Recalling everything in the past, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but sigh.
Grandma is not only a man, but even a person who has never been with a child. However, although he does not know how to coax children, he has a lot of patience and teaches himself all the truths in the most simple way, bit by bit.
He certainly never lacked money, nor did he know how the poor should live, and he could not even learn reads() after years of studying.
He is not always reasonable, sometimes he is very unreasonable, but whenever he thinks that Zhong Zhen is not good at learning, he doesn't talk about love at all, so he picks up his shoes and greets her ass.
Just like a father who loves and protects his daughter so deeply, Zhong Zhen is only nine or ten years old, and he stares at those half-grown young men as enemies, for fear of abducting his little daughter.
There is a little Zhong Zhen who thinks it is very strange, why Grandma has never mentioned cultivation. If he had taught more earlier, he wouldn't have been taken to the Wasteland Tomb Gate by Senior Brother Marlowe.
If you can start practicing since you were a child, you can use what sect and absorb the power of the earth to dig a hole in the ground at home.
Zhong Zhen thought about it, and Grandma didn't want her to become a cultivator, but would rather she be a mortal person, marry and have a baby, and live her life smoothly.
If she had started cultivating in Yunzhi County, I am afraid that she would have been targeted by Master Zhu a long time ago, and when she became his hand, it would not be Senior Brother Marlo's turn at all.
Although I inquired about Grandma's various irrationalities, it didn't help, but I thought through my head, and I couldn't explain the weirdness of this matter.
Zhong Zhen didn't plan to make a hole in her head, so she felt that she shouldn't think about Grandma for the time being, because there were more important things waiting for her to do.
It's like going to Chen Tie to refine a magic weapon that can deter heavenly cultivators.
She hadn't received any information from Dugu Pocheng for more than twenty years, and even suspected that this person was dead, with his habit of fighting with people forever, it was already a miracle that he lived to the soul refining period.
But in fact, according to her speculation, this person was probably imprisoned.
If someone doesn't want him to die, he won't die. As for how long he will be imprisoned, it depends on Dugu's mood in Pocheng, I'm afraid his mood is even worse than Zhu Ziling's. Zhong Zhen thought about his consistent behavior, and really felt that it was ridiculous to spread this matter on his head.
Over the years underground, Zhong Zhen has thought about the whole thing about the soul cultivation wood very clearly. In addition to being a treasure, this thing is also a token, and it is a bet on the bet.
A large group of people are scrambling, according to Lu Jinyu's secret investigation in Zixia Palace, in addition to their own people, there are also several children of the Bai family who have sent people to come.
She was originally just an insignificant person, and it happened that she would be involved in it, not only was she once Zhu Ziling's hand, but she was also Dugu Pocheng's brother.
It was half a month later when I saw Chen Tiehammer and Marlowe again.
Marlowe looked at Zhong Zhen in amazement, "You are still alive, you are still alive and happy, you are in the soul refining period." ”
"Senior Brother Ma has won the award, let's see if I've grown taller."
Without waiting for Marlowe to answer, Chen Tiezhu was the one who rarely interjected, with a rare smile on his face, "Well, I've grown a lot taller, I'm a big girl." ”
Zhong Zhen grinned, "It's already an old girl." ”
Ordinary women marry in their teens, and by the time she is in her forties, she may be almost fifty years old, and she can be grandmothers. Not only was she secretly glad, but she was fortunate that she had good cultivation qualifications, and she had obtained the Hidden Treasure Orb of the Apricot Blossom Ancestor, otherwise she might not be able to reach the soul refining period until she was seventy or eighty years old.
As for how old he is now, Zhong Zhen really doesn't remember at all. (To be continued.) )