"I'm going too!"

"Don't make a fuss!"

Shangguan Hongyan didn't know if it was out of fun or what, and also proposed to go and collect firewood from the old man together.

Chen Zui refused twice, and in the end, he couldn't help it, so he kept silent and acquiesced.

The two went out in front, and the old man looked at the two of them with a smile in the back, as if he remembered himself when he was young, and laughed softly: "It's good to be young!"

When you show your face, it becomes difficult to hide it again.

The three of them, Chen Zui, Shangguan Hongyan, and the three of them went into Xishan to collect firewood, and the monks in Yingshan Town were puzzled by this.

Some of them couldn't resist their curiosity, so they carefully dropped behind them and peeked from afar.

Chen Zui and Shangguan Hongyan saw these actions clearly, but seeing that everyone was just hiding and not showing up, they acted as if they didn't know anything.

It's a good thing that these people didn't show up, otherwise they would have to frighten the old man.

It is estimated that the old man would never have dreamed that after decades of firewood, one day, there would be people watching him collect firewood.

Chen drunk Shangguan Hongyan and the old man talked and laughed, walking around in the mountains.

When I came across a branch that could be used as firewood, I picked up, broke the branches, and bundled them in the way that the old man taught, completely in the way of an ordinary person, without exerting half of the strength of ordinary people.

And this scene made people peeping from a distance even more puzzled.

Especially the people who were shocked by the Sword Villa and the Sword Villa, not only was it even worse, but the gloom on his face increased.

How these people are, it's not a matter of getting drunk at all.

At this time, he and Shangguan Hongyan were enjoying the praise of the old man.

"The little brother is really good, down-to-earth, polite, and willing to work!" the old man said, "unlike the old man's son, who is in his thirties and almost forty, every time he lets him go into the mountain with the old man, he is either complaining or lazy, only when he sees pheasants and hares will he be more energetic, and the mountains are running around, and there is nothing serious!"

Chen Zui smiled: "Old man, it's not bad for the eldest brother to be a hunter." ”

The old man said again: "It would be good if you could be a hunter with peace of mind, the dealer in the field is not good, and after a year, there are not a few prey!"

Chen Zui smiled, the old man is over sixty, and he still doesn't forget to his son's heart.

The old man suddenly turned to Shangguan Hongyan and said, "Little brother will definitely be successful in the future, Hong girl should cherish it and help little brother more!"

Chen Zui sighed in his heart, this misunderstanding was deep again.

It is not in vain to explain too much.

Shangguan Hongyan no longer looked like when she was in the small courtyard, smiled generously, and said, "Old man, Hongyan knows." ”

Then, glancing at Chen Zui, he said in his heart: "There is no need to wait for the future, he has already succeeded, and there is no young man in the world who is more successful than him." ”

After a round in the mountains, it was close to noon, and finally two large bundles of firewood were collected.

Chen Zui picked it on his shoulder, and the old man smiled and praised: "Little brother, you have to work hard!"

"You're getting too old!"

The three of them returned along the mountain and arrived at Eagle Mountain Town, and the curious people did not hide it anymore, and they watched the three of them one after another.

Where has the old man seen this battle, he can't help but be a little nervous, but his more than sixty years of experience did not make him show panic, Shangguan Hongyan on the side saw this, stepped forward to help him, and then he calmed down.

After a while, the three of them returned to the alley courtyard.

Chen Zui helped the old man separate the wet and dry firewood and stack them separately.

After a pause, the old man asked, "Childe is a monk?"

Chen Zui was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Why does the old man ask like this?"

"The old man has lived in Eagle Mountain Town all his life, Eagle Mountain Town used to be so lively, these days, there are so many people who suddenly come, people with guns and sticks, dressed and walking not as soldiers, then only monks!"

Chen Zui said: "The old man's eyes are like torches, and he can't hide it, the kid is indeed a monk." ”

The old man looked at Shangguan Hongyan and asked, "Is the red girl too?"

"The old man is taking care of it, and Hongyan has been hiding it from you for many days. Shangguan Hongyan owed.

The old man waved his hand and smiled: "It is rumored that monks have the ability to fly to the sky, just like immortals, and it is an honor for the old man to be so respectful to the old man as monks!"

"Virtue is not in ability, you are old and virtuous, and juniors should be like this!"

Chen Zui's words were respectful, and his heart was even more admired.

Although the old man was an ordinary person, his state of mind was not weaker than that of any powerful monk.

At the same time, there is more understanding of the old man's decades of being like a day, collecting firewood in the mountains, and not forgetting his original intention.

His state of mind increased by another point.

Shangguan Hongyan glanced at Chen Zui, she used to salute the old man to cover up her identity, and after being called to break her side, she still saluted because Chen Zui had a friendly attitude and was not good at making a deviant behavior.

But seeing that Chen Zui was still sincerely respecting the elderly, he couldn't help but be curious about him again.

"Who the hell is this?"

The old man smiled and waved again, indicating modesty.

"Grandpa, grandma!"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the door, and the smile on the old man's face became more and more kind.

The three of them looked towards the door, and a little boy in his fifties and sixties pushed open the door and rushed in.

As soon as he entered, he saw that there were people in the courtyard again, and his body slowed down, and then he slowly ran into the old man's arms.

Then another voice came from outside the door: "Dad, mother, what good things did my son play?"

Then a strong man walked in, carrying two hares in his hands, and this person was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Zui and Shangguan Hongyan.

And Chen Zui and Shangguan Hongyan were also stunned for a moment when they saw this person, they didn't expect that the man in front of them who called the old man's mother-in-law his father and mother was also a monk, although he was only a beginner-level first-level monk.

Chen Zui was the first to react, and smiled lightly at this person.

Shangguan Hongyan also saluted.

Seeing this, the old man's son hurriedly dropped the hare in his hand and saluted the two of them.

The old man was comforting the timid grandson, and he didn't find anything abnormal about the three of them, seeing that the grandson was not afraid, he raised his head and said, "Childe, red girl, this is the old man's uncompetitive son, Ding Dashan." Dashan, come over to greet the red girl of the son. ”

The three of them once saw each other, and Libi Ding Dashan turned around and picked up the rabbit on the ground, and said with a smile: "Dad, look!"

Lao Tzu never had good things to say about his son.

The old man scolded with a smile: "Except for being able to beat two rabbits, I haven't seen you have any ability!"

Ding Dashan smiled innocently, did not refute, and said to Chen Zui Shangguan Hongyan: "Son, red girl, there is no hospitality in the poor mountains, I just beat two rabbits and cook a pot of rabbit meat, I hope the two of you will not dislike it." ”

Chen Zui smiled and said, "It's an honor, Brother Ding, you're welcome!"

Nodding secretly in his heart, Ding Dashan didn't know that the old man had already guessed that they were monks, and he also saw that the cultivation of the two of them was much higher than him, but in order not to worry the old man, he pretended to be as usual.

This calmness alone is not comparable to ordinary people.

In addition, there is a rare filial piety.

Although Ding Dashan only has one realm of cultivation, it is not a problem to fight some mountain deer and wild boars in the mountains.

But in order not to make the old man suspicious and worry about something, he was able to hide his clumsiness, and only occasionally hit some rabbits to honor the elderly.

Ordinary people gain strength, and they are most likely to give birth to inflated hearts.

Ding Dashan can control the use of power after gaining power.

This state of mind is even more unattainable.

Sure enough, good things can be inherited, Lao Tzu is good, and his son is even better!

Shangguan Hongyan obviously saw this as well, and glanced at Chen Zui when Ding Dashan went to deal with the hare.

The look in his eyes was understanding: "If this person is guided correctly, he will definitely become a great power." ”

Chen Zui shook his head at him and smiled slightly.

It seems to say: "Let's take a look first, this person is firm in his heart, it depends on his thoughts!"

The old man introduced the two of them again: "Childe, red girl, this is the grandson of the old man, named Ding Xiaoshan, Xiaoshan is called a person." ”

"Uncle Childe, Aunt Hong!"

Ding Xiaoshan shouted timidly, and his two aura eyes looked at the two of them with curiosity.

Chen Zui smiled and said, "Xiaoshan is good!"

"Xiaoshan is so good!" Shangguan Hongyan also praised with a smile.

Chen Zui stretched out his hand into his arms and took out a pair of bells, which were the innate mid-grade spirit treasure that Qizhou City had robbed the elders of the Yuanlin Sect.

Stretched out to Shangguan Hongyan and said, "Help." ”

Shangguan Hongyan was stunned for a moment when she saw this treasure, and then understood Chen Zui's intention, which was to use her power to hide the spirituality of the innate spirit treasure and turn it into an ordinary thing at first sight, so that no one could find out.

So he took the bell and turned around to do it.

When he turned around, there was an extra cyan silk rope on the bell, as if he had turned around to tie a rope.

Ding Dashan, who was not far away, noticed this and was greatly moved, but now he had to pretend not to see it.

The old man also looked at Chen Zui with some suspicion.

Chen Zui took the bell back from Shangguan Hongyan's hand, handed it to Ding Xiaoshan, and said with a smile: "Xiaoshan, uncle gave you a gift, do you like it?"

Jingle bells!

He shook twice as he spoke.

The old man hurriedly said: "Childe, I can't do it!"

Ding Xiaoshan saw that his grandfather didn't agree, and he didn't dare to pick it up, his eyes looked at the bell, then at his grandfather, and finally looked down at the ground.

Chen Zui nodded again in his heart, at a young age, he could actually control his desires.

smiled at the old man: "Old man, this is just an ordinary gadget, it is an honor to be called uncle by Xiaoshan, and it should be a meeting gift, old man, don't shirk it!"

The old man was suspicious, and Chen Zui Bell handed it to Xiaoshan again, and said, "Xiaoshan, come to your subordinates, grandpa agreed!"

Ding Xiaoshan looked up at the old man again, and the old man nodded.

Reaching out to take the bell, Ding Xiaoshan said happily: "Thank you, uncle, thank you, Aunt Hong!"

Seeing this, the three of Chen Zui, Shangguan Hongyan, and the three of them also laughed.

Sending such a valuable gift was not a temporary idea of Chen Zui, but after being inspired by the old man, his supernatural powers have progressed, and his mood has been improved, so he has the heart to repay, but he didn't think about how to do it for a while.

When he saw the old man's son and grandson, he knew that the reward should fall on whom.

Jingle Bell!

Ding Xiaoshan's child's heart is good, he has fun things, he has a big heart, he holds a bell in his hand, and he keeps shaking.

Chen Zui watched from the side, and suddenly said to the old man half-jokingly: "Old man, your son's name is Ding Dashan, and your grandson's name is Ding Xiaoshan, are you called Ding Laoshan?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.