Sometimes Wuchen feels that they are in harmony and have a good relationship. For example, at this time, Chu Shishu saw that he still had to talk endlessly, so he picked up a spoon and scooped it directly into the man's mouth, and then put it in the bowl and continued to eat. Such feelings are not overnight, and they are not deliberately contrived.

Sometimes Wuchen doesn't feel like they are husband and wife, there is no such affection, he is used to sleeping in separate rooms, and he is also used to making fun of himself. Where can a couple be generous enough to let a strange man (although he is a monk) be generously sandwiched between two people.

It's a relationship that is incomprehensible. After eating, Fang Gongzi (epiphany) gave Wuchen some pointers very enthusiastically. Wuchen was very sure that Fang Gongzi knew his thoughts, otherwise this occasional intriguing look really didn't make sense. After thinking about it, I can't understand what kind of heart this Fang Gongzi An's heart is, but his admirable good skin and the aroma of fireworks that don't eat the world are really convincing. Strange to say, people say that the son is either extravagant or bookish. But there is a quiet fragrance of flowers on the body of Fang Gongzi, which looms around him to make people feel calm.

(Wuchen said here that he is really not a pervert.) ）

Under the guidance of two promising cultivators, plus Wuchen's own talent and intelligence, it can be said that dry firewood meets fire, fish meets river, and a day breaks through thousands of miles quickly. It is said that life is mysterious, but that's it, at the beginning, I thought that the stupid boy in the painting met a peerless master who was opened up and dominated the rivers and lakes by opening up the eight veins of the Qi Jing and felt nonsense, but now I don't feel it at all, he even feels that he has met some kind of immortal!

If the master and his old man knew that he could learn to fill qi in three days without dust, learn to practice fire in five days, and be able to go to heaven in seven days, he would definitely cry bitterly, and burn incense and worship the Buddha to praise himself for his success.

At that time, Wuchen was just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child, although he had a throbbing heart, but he didn't know the difficult choice of not having both fish and bear's paws, and he didn't know the tangled grief in Chu Shishu's heart, he was proud of his wonderful fate, he forgot to sleep and eat to be able to discuss spells with Chu Shishu every day, and he was excited to be friends with Fang Gongzi, although Fang Gongzi was always stubbornly sticking to Chu Shishu, but he believed that as long as he cultivated properly, he could compete with Fang Gongzi for Chu Shishu's favor in the future. At this time, Wuchen's heart is arrogant, young and promising, and his childishness is hidden from time to time, and there are not so many ties and choices.

Fang Gongzi found the backyard of the inn and let Wuchen take a step, Wuchen said that he would fight for Chu Shishu fairly with Fang Gongzi in five years, Fang Gongzi was stunned, laughed out of tears, and agreed breathlessly. "Good...... Good...... I'll be waiting for you...... It's a bastard if you don't come......"

Wuchen only felt that Fang Gongzi didn't look down on him, but as long as he worked hard day and night, he would definitely be able to make up for his clumsiness. I didn't know the meaning of his smile at all.

So he worked harder, although he couldn't control too much energy in a month, but it was no problem to make some small water droplets and make a small spark. This is the difference between the change of hostage between ordinary people and cultivators, but you must not underestimate it.

The little monk participates in meditation practice every day, although the progress is not fast, it is already a great opportunity compared to ordinary people. What's even more coincidental is that several junior disciples also arrived here to change their fate, and at a glance they saw Wuchen who was eating vegetarian dishes.

"Big brother!" Wuwu and the irrelevant junior brother walked up to Wuchen and bowed and shouted.

"No, it's not related, you're here too?" Under the joy of meeting the old people, Wuchen pulled them to talk for a long time, talking about the adventures they encountered on the road, and talking about everything.

"Senior brother, when you practiced alone before, you were worried that you would die of us, for fear that no one would take care of you, and something bad would happen to you. Now that there are two adults by your side to take care of you, we are relieved. Feeling uneasy, he touched his chest.

"Don't worry, your senior brother is blessed with a great life, and he won't die so easily. When this practice is over, we will return to Mingzheng Temple and we will talk! ”

Wu Wu and Nothing nodded, talked a few more words and left. And then they practiced.

Chu Shishu looked at the reluctant Wuchen and asked casually. "Eh, why are people all in groups, in groups of two, and you are the only one?"

Wuchen came back to his senses and explained with a light smile. "That's right, it's true that I practiced with one of my junior disciples. The number of people who practice is a well-allocated pair. It's a pity that one of the junior disciples accidentally broke his leg, so he had to quit his practice and recuperate in the temple. So there was one person missing, and I, as a senior brother, had the responsibility to take care of my junior disciples, so I gave up my junior disciple of cultivation. ”

Chu Shishu nodded and praised. "I do have the bearing and courage to be a big brother. Your master has a good eye. Do a good job, you will be the host in the future! ”

Wuchen looked at her, but he couldn't see the slightest thought of her. Wuchen sometimes felt that Chu Shishu was very cunning, knowing that he was not interested in being the host, but he still said such words of encouragement. The master has always been open-minded, as long as he is willing to go down the mountain and return to the world, the master will definitely agree. I had a plan in my heart, so I gave a fake thanks.

Fang Gongzi came back from the door. When he saw Chu Shishu, he gestured, and Wuchen asked if he didn't understand. "What did you let Fang Gongzi do? What does that gesture mean? ”

"Ah, I asked her to give a bag of silver, which should be enough for your junior disciples for a while."

"Why do you have so much silver, this inn is too, say stay for a few months." A poor and dust-free man who has been around and has simple and clean clothes to the extreme has issued a question that he has not been able to figure out for a long time.

Chu Shishu fell into deep thought, and muttered for a while before he said a serious sentence. "Because you can earn money when you spend it." After speaking, he felt that what he said was too mysterious, and explained: "As long as the artist is bold, there will be a steady stream of money in your pocket."

Wuchen suddenly realized, and Mao Sai suddenly snorted. Listening to the whole audience on the side, what did Chu Shishu say, isn't it completely nonsense? What did this little monk understand, how did he tacitly understand it? Epiphany felt that it was still reasonable and reasonable for them to be able to live as a couple. It's not that the theory that a family doesn't enter a door is perfectly embodied in them.

Another month has passed, and Dustless has advanced to the point where it can bring the water back into the basin. can see Chu Shishu and Fang Gongzi, playing in the water is as casual as playing with a ball, saying that the dragon will turn into a dragon, and if it is said that it will be dispersed, it will be dispersed, and the dust will be hit and the morale will be low. He has always been praised by the master as a young prodigy, and he has the ability to never forget, Shan Fan has read the books once, from beginning to end is good for more than two words, those divine books were handed over to him, he also practiced seriously, and he also remembered that the word was good, why is there such a big gap with them?

How could poor Wuchen think that this cynical Fang Gongzi turned out to be a fairy living in the mortal world, and he couldn't imagine that Chu Shishu, who was in his prime, was already an old fritter who had been in the Chaos Mirror for nine hundred years. No matter how talented he is, he can't compare to a group of old people who have cultivated for hundreds of years. I just felt that I was really stupid, Chu Shishu was just that, she herself said that time was slow for her, and she didn't know that she had practiced for decades before she could practice such a superb cultivation. Can...... Fang Gongzi, he was really like an ordinary person from head to toe. Even he can practice extraordinary mana at a young age and talk and laugh with Chu Shishu, and his achievements are nothing short of them for them, children play at home.

When he finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, he sat down beside the ancient well in frustration, and a sense of powerless anger enveloped his heart. This anger is not the other party's son's, but his incompetence with himself, why he is so stupid, why he doesn't work harder, why he can't compare to others! At the beginning, he was full of confidence and made an oath with Fang Gongzi, but people didn't take themselves to heart at all, and they didn't care about themselves with low mana at all!

The more he thought about it, the more sad Wuchen couldn't help but redden, glanced around, and roared hoarsely as he grabbed the hilt of his sword in the empty space. "Why, why am I so stupid, why can't I improve a little more! Why! ”

"Dust-free." A fluttering word instantly grabbed his heart, causing it to stop beating instantly.

"Dustless, come here." Chu Shishu frowned and looked at his back, but his emaciated body had a pair of good-looking butterfly bones, which even a wide monk's robe could not cover.

Chu Shishu took two steps in a row, quickly narrowing the distance between him and Wuchen. "Dust-free." She softened her voice and said softly. "Dustless, I heard it all."

This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a dustless who is in adolescence with a good face, and his already red face is even more tearless at the moment.