"Yo, look at you, an unfilial girl, how dare you talk to grandpa like this!" The old man pretended to be angry, holding his hands in front of his chest, looking very cute.

Seeing this, Zhi'an leaned back and laughed, and couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, grandpa, you look like an old naughty boy now." Who knows, the old man of the skeleton directly lifted her off the rattan chair, "Cultivate!" Zhi'an thought he had misheard, "What are you talking about, cultivation?" ”

The old man nodded vigorously, "Yes! Practice! "Oh my God, my grandfather, look at it, it's still dark!" Zhi'an was very helpless, and said that he was still a little sleepy.

"It's in the early hours of the morning, when you seem to wake up but not awake, the more you are at this time, the more you will gain more than you expected. To say that this long life is just a dream, mortals' dreams are shorter, but they are free, the dreams of demons and fairies are longer, but they also have to give up a lot, you take it as a dream, that is, no matter how much you give up, it will not be too heartbroken. ”

"What Grandpa said is that granddaughters are taught." Weaving breathed a sigh of relief, and followed his grandfather to learn the art of cultivation.

Every day that followed, the time of cultivation was different, at first Zhi'an was still not very adaptable, his heart was full of doubts, and then he simply got up in the early morning and waited for his grandfather. In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed, and the old man of the skeleton called Zhi An to him: "Now, you said that you can completely control the cultivation in your body by practicing the art of cultivation, but I know that you still have doubts in your heart, ask." ”

Zhi An hesitated slightly, and then said, "Why is the time of cultivation different every day?" ”

"Haha!" The old man wisped his beard and said, "Respond to all changes with the same." ”

"To remain the same, to change?" Zhi'an still doesn't understand it, what does this have to do with cultivation?

The old man of the skeleton saw the confusion in the weaving peace of mind, and explained: "The time of day is different, then you have to come up with different countermeasures, whether it is late at night or early in the morning or in the afternoon, you should come up with the state you should deal with the cultivation, the art of cultivation is not immutable, if you only practice in one way, you are conformist." That's why how much you get varies depending on the method. ”

"You not only taught me the art of cultivation, but also told me the principles of how to behave in the world." At this point, Zhi'an has not only regarded the old man as a relative, but also a master in his own thoughts.

"Child, your life is destined to be bumpy, and all I have taught you is a few truths, but what you will have to deal with in the future is like a beast. At that time, you were afraid that you would only be single-handed, but you would also have to fight a bloody way for yourself. The old man's eyes were full of sadness, and he was nervous when he saw it. But I can't let my grandfather worry about himself anymore! She took out a look of indifference, and said in the same tone as usual: "What is this? You know, I'm grandpa and your granddaughter! You say yes! ”

When the old man saw Weaving like this, he also put his heart at ease and laughed heartily: "Haha, you kid! Okay, grandpa told you something happy, your friends are about to arrive, go pack your bags! ”

Hearing this long-lost news, Zhi'an was not as happy as he imagined, but there was a little sadness on his face, "Grandpa, if I leave, do you want to stay alone in this place where there is no grass?" ”

"I'm used to it." As soon as the old man raised his hand, he took out the wine jar under the vine, "It's not that there is no grass, you look at the grapes, you have followed me for a thousand years, but it is a good place to store wine." ”

Weaving looked at the vine, but at first he didn't pay attention to it, because the leaves of the vine were the same color as the wasteland, and at first he thought it was a dead tree. But now that you look closely, the leaves are yellow, but they are also vibrant, and if you look closely, you can see bunches of small grapes the size of rice grains growing. "It turns out that the vine is not dead!" Zhi'an realized that his trip to the wasteland was really too unexpected.

Seeing that Zhi'an was so fascinated, the old man explained: "A thousand years ago, this was just a seed, and I was still curious, how could a seed float to me, wouldn't it be a dead end?" But slowly I found that this kind of seed is still taking root and sprouting, but the sprouts are not emerald green, but earthy yellow. This is in response to this wasteland, and also to me, an old man, and then I have taken it as my companion, and it is good to talk every day. ”

When Zhi'an heard this, his heart was even more uncomfortable, it turned out that for so many years, his grandfather could only talk to one vine. "Or, grandpa, follow me back to the courtyard, there are a lot of interesting friends there, there is a kingfisher who doesn't know whether it is male or female, its name is also very interesting, called Yan Zhi, rouge haha! And Ah Shui, Ah Shui is a daffodil, she is beautiful, and she also taught me how to dress up. There is also Xiaobai, although the master said that Xiaobai is a little white tiger, but I still think that Xiaobai is a cat, because Xiaobai is too small! It's that big. Zhi'an gestured as he spoke, and the old man didn't interject, but kept looking at Zhi'an with a smile on his eyebrows.

As he spoke, Zhi'an's eyes filled with tears, "Grandpa, are you really not going?" ”

The old man smiled: "I have been in this wasteland for thousands of years, originally just to guard the tomb, and then it dawned on me, I just want to find a quiet place and imprison myself in it." He wiped away Zhi'an's tears again, "Child, you and I have an unfinished fate, and we will see each other in the future, but at that time, grandpa will be old, are you willing to take care of grandpa?" ”

Zhi'an didn't hesitate, and nodded firmly, "Yes!" ”

The old man smiled with satisfaction, and since he was satisfied, he couldn't drag the three of them anymore, so he said to Zhi'an: "Turn around, you will see the person you think about day and night." ”

Zhi'an slowly turned his head, and saw two people and a tiger standing outside the courtyard, it was the master, Liyuan and Xiaobai! "Master!" Zhi'an stood up abruptly and ran towards Mo Xuan.

When Mo Xuan heard that he saw Zhi'an, he was overjoyed and hugged her tightly, "I'm here, I'm here." "The past few days of running around have made Mo Xuan's face look tired, and his voice is slightly hoarse." How many days have you been doing? ”

Orian was full of tears, "Very good, I'm fine, grandpa has been helping me." ”

Mo Xuan was shocked, "Grandpa, who is your grandfather?" ”

Zhi'an wiped away his tears and looked up at Mo Xuan: "It's the old man of the skeleton, right here!" Zhi'an's tone was very proud, so he turned around again, pulled Mo Xuan and ran forward, and when he arrived in front of the old man of the skeleton, Zhi'an panted and said, "This is grandpa!" Grandpa, this is my master, isn't it very good-looking! This is Liyuan, this is Xiaobai! ”

As soon as Zhi'an finished his introduction, the atmosphere fell into silence, and Zhi'an realized that something was wrong, so he asked, "Are you unhappy?" The corners of the old man's mouth raised, "My granddaughter's master and friends are here, and I am very happy." Orian, go clean up! Zhi'an knew that his grandfather must have something to say to the master, so he answered and entered the house.

But the first thing after entering the house was to lie on the door and listen to their whispers, who knows, I don't know who secretly cast the spell, Zhi'an couldn't hear any sound, helpless, so he had to pack up his things alone.