At Chen Xian's insistence, Yue Zheng's family finally decided to live in Chen Xian's house that night.

At this time, Chen Xian stood in front of the door and looked at Lu Xiaochai and his brother and nephew with a smile, and felt a little gloomy in his heart, Xiaochai had found her family, but what about herself? I'm afraid I won't be able to go back......

If you don't save the girl who jumped off the subway and committed suicide...... Perhaps, at the moment, I am still working overtime alone in the office, right? Yes, six hundred years from now, or at this moment...... It seems that my home is always deserted and empty. Maybe that's why I don't like to be quiet even now, right? At that time, I had struggled for half my life, what was I pursuing?

Lu Xiaochai stood in front of the door and watched his brother's family enter the courtyard under Liu Changgen's greeting, so he turned his eyes to look at Chen Xian, but saw that his lover was sullen and pestle on the side, and his eyes were blank and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Her heart softened, so she walked over, took the initiative to take Chen Xian's hand, and called softly: "Chen Lang? ”

"Huh?" Chen Xian was called back to his soul, only to find that Lu Xiaochai was holding his hand with a pair of small hands, looking at himself silently with his eyes cut water.

"Chen Lang, what did you think of?" Lu Xiaochai pursed her lips slightly, her eyes full of concern and worry.

Chen Xian sighed softly, and immediately took the girl in front of him into his arms, and muttered: "I thought of a dream......

Lu Xiaochai was held tightly in her arms by the opposite sex for the first time in her life, she subconsciously wanted to break free, but when she heard Chen Xian's words like a dream, she felt that the person in front of her was unprecedentedly fragile, she pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to wrap her arms around the waist of the person in front of her.

"Nan Ke's dream...... Dream home ......"

"Now...... I know...... You're my home......"

In the past few days that Yue Zheng's family has stayed at Chen Xian's house, it has indeed made Chen Xian feel a lot more lively, especially the well-behaved and clever little Yue Yue, who can't even pull Su Xin's face down on him.

The shop in Taipingfang has also been rented, and Sun Xiaosong is currently hiring a few people to work overtime to produce the soap that Chen Xian said, and he plans to be able to stock up the stock before it opens at the end of the month.

As for Chen Xian's daily life, in addition to insisting on practicing climbing Daoshan once a day in the laboratory, he still runs and climbs the mountain as before, meditates on the top of Ziyang Mountain to practice the "Zhizhi Sutra", and after visiting Xiaochai in the afternoon, he either leads Xiaoli to walk the streets and alleys to deliver invitations, or hard-pulls Su Xin to practice hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, Chen Xian felt the benefits of the White Lotus Sect demon beside him, although this guy kills people without blinking, and loves to pretend to be deep, but he is indeed proficient in martial arts, and several blockages when Chen Xian adjusted his luck were also suddenly penetrated under his casual pointing and palm clapping, the only inconvenience was ...... Every time I practiced with him, I always had to apply the bruises all over my body with medicinal wine.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twenty-second day of the first month.

There are two big red flowers hanging next to the painting wall in front of the Huancai Building, dozens of people are sitting bustling in the main hall, if you look closely, you can see that in the middle of the hall there are Hangzhou prefect Gao An, Qiantang Zhixian Huang Shao, Fuxue professor Fan Xing and other big people, these people are the capital of the great talent Fan Dingbo, the former Hangzhou first genius Jin Wensheng, as well as such as Qian Muduan, Song Ziguan and other small famous talents and Wansong Academy of teaching and learning.

"Why hasn't Chen Xian come yet?" Song Jinfeng stood on the second floor, hurriedly pushed open the window and looked out, then retracted his head, turned back to the woman in a plain white robe and said, "Could it be that you didn't come because you didn't dare to go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot?" Did he really think that I was so ruthless that I would let him do such a thing? ”

"Feng Niang, Chen Lang will definitely come!" Lu Xiaochai affirmed with a smile.

Oiran Xiangyun, who was standing on the side, also nodded and said softly, "He will definitely come......"

Song Jinfeng was so anxious - Chen Xian, this kid had spread so many famous posts, and even the prefect was invited by him, if this kid retreated from the battle, wouldn't it make Xiao Hai laugh to death?

Huang Shao stood up, got up and came to Gao An's side, and said with a smile: "Lord Gao, this Chen Xingzhi doesn't know when he will arrive, wouldn't he snub you if he is so casual." ”

Gao An wore a dark blue satin robe today, he stroked his long beard, and said with a smile: "The old man is very curious about the program of the knife mountain oil pot in Xingzhi, and he is just waiting a little now, so why be anxious." ”

"It's coming—"

Suddenly, the junior who had been probing his brain in front of the door turned around and shouted, "Chen Gongzi is here!" ”

Mi Yu looked sideways at Su Xinqi, who was holding his arm on the table next to him, and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Su, what is the performance you are talking about?" Could it really be the rumored oil pot on the knife mountain and under the oil pot? ”

At this time, he already knew that this Su Xinqi was definitely not Chen Xian's cousin, so he changed his words to be addressed to Mr.

Although it was winter, Fan Dingbo brought a folding fan with him, and at this moment he shook the folding fan and smiled: "I also want to know...... Isn't it that Chen Dacai is going to write a masterpiece today, with the title of Daoshan and Oil Pot? ”

"People who are so brilliant in writing will naturally be able to make such words!" Jin Wensheng shook his head, but hesitated and pondered: "But I don't think Xing will do such a simple thing." ”

While a few people were chatting, they saw a man in cloth walking in with a huge oil pot and stopping at everyone's table, and at this time another person brought a burning charcoal basin and set it under the oil pot.

Su Xin knew that these two people were Gu Gongs in Chen Xian's Na Lao Shizi laboratory, and the one who carried the charcoal basin was clearly what kind of "chief scientific advisor" Sun Xiaosong, but Chen Xian, this kid, practiced climbing the knife mountain all day long, where did he see him practice kung fu such as picking chestnuts from the fire?

Even when he used his true qi to protect his arms, he didn't dare to stay in this hot oil for a long time, did this guy really think that after practicing for a few days, he would become a first-class master?

Before everyone could come to their senses, they saw several people carrying a tall wooden frame walking in from the door.

When a few people struggled to erect the wooden frame, they saw that the height of the wooden frame reached the ring corridor on the second floor, and there were circles of cold and shining knives inserted on the wooden frame!

"This guy doesn't really want to perform on the knife mountain and under the oil pot, right?!" Song Jinfeng, who was standing on the corridor on the second floor, stared at the terrifying steel knife closest to him in a little panic.

Lu Xiaochai also covered her mouth nervously, she secretly made a decision that she would not let Chen Lang do such a crazy act in the future.

At this moment, the room was already noisy, and many people even walked quickly to the wooden frame and the oil pot, and after carefully distinguishing the blade and the oil that was gradually boiling in the pot, they were stunned: "Chen Xingzhi hired that crazy Sun Xiaosong, and now I am afraid that he is also crazy!" ”

"Oh?" After Gao An listened to his personal reply, he also smiled in surprise: "It seems that Xingzhi is really going to perform climbing the knife mountain for us today and getting off the oil pot?" ”

"Chen Xingzhi is here!" Song Ziguan, who was sitting by the door, shouted.

As his words landed, everyone saw Chen Xian striding in from outside the door.

This guy is barefoot today, wearing a strange set of clothes, a white cross-collared shirt on the top, white trousers on the bottom, and a pure black belt around the waist, which looks quite a warrior.

Chen Xian walked and jumped, and from time to time made some strange movements, such as crossing the five fingers of his hands and extending to the top of his head, or suddenly squatting down and stretching out a leg and pressing it with the palm of his hand, and finally his strange footsteps stopped in front of the oil pot.

Sun Xiaosong ran over and took out an elegant jade bracelet from his arms, he looked down at the boiling oil pot that kept foaming, and hesitated to ask, "Do you really want to put it in?" ”

"Hurry up and put the love token inside!" Chen Xian waved his hand.

When Sun Xiaosong heard this, he gently pasted the transparent jade bracelet on the edge of the boiling pot with a bitter face in front of everyone, and let go of his hand after squinting......