"Bang Bang Bang..."

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the cave, and Yan Chutian looked at a middle-aged man in tattered clothes, who was more miserable and dirty than himself, and ran in quickly.

Yan Chutian knew his identity, he was the steward of the original owner of his body, named Zhang Chen. The family road fell into the middle, and the originally lively family became extremely deserted in a moment, and then there was news that even the house was sold and mortgaged, and everyone fled with the gold and silver that they could carry with them as much as possible, only Zhang Chen never gave up on them.

Therefore, even if Yan Chutian is not the original owner of this body, he still has respect for Zhang Chen.

"Young Master, you're awake, these... Let's eat!"

Looking at Yan Chutian's raised gaze, Zhang Chen slowly took a few steps closer, and took out a paper bag wrapped in lotus leaves from under his tattered and dirty clothes. When the paper bag is opened, a smell of meat spreads, and half a roast chicken roasted to golden brown is lying quietly among the lotus leaves.

The fragrance of the roast chicken was so tempting that even Yan Chutian couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Seeing his appearance, Zhang Chen naturally did not hesitate anymore, lowered his waist only thirty or forty but was already rickety, and handed the roast chicken to Yan Chutian's eyes.

The roast chicken in front of him made Yan Chutian subconsciously stretch out his hands to grab it, but halfway through it, he suddenly stopped his palm, and then looked up at Zhang Chen again. Looking at Zhang Chen's embarrassed appearance like a beggar, how could Yan Chutian not think of how he should have worked hard in the eyes of others to get such half a roast chicken.

"Uncle Chen, let's eat it..."

As if he had already expected Yan Chutian's answer, Zhang Chen shook his head with a kind smile and said, "No, Uncle Chen has already eaten it, this is the remaining half of the roast chicken for you." ”

However, when Zhang Chen's words fell, his stomach rang uncontrollably, and the lie was self-defeating. This scene moved Yan Chutian's heart even more, and the slightest hint of emotion kept emerging, this feeling... Only in Li Tianyun, who treats him like a master and a father, has it been.

Therefore, Yan Chutian's voice was a little choked, he wiped his dirty palm vigorously on the slightly white neckline on his chest, and then reached out and tore half of the roast chicken from the middle, half of it was grabbed by hand, and the other half was handed back to Zhang Chen.

"Uncle Chen, half of us!"

"This..."

Looking at Yan Chutian's actions, even though Zhang Chen wanted to oppose it, the persistence in Yan Chutian's eyes finally dispelled this thought, and he could only take half of the roast chicken, and a helpless smile appeared on his yellow face.

"Good. ”

Seeing Zhang Chen take over the killing chicken, Yan Chutian smiled, took a big bite of the fragrant chicken, and said with satisfaction, "Uncle Chen, don't call me young master in the future, call me Xiaochu." ”

Perhaps because of the underworld, the original owner of this body is called Yan Chu, and there is only one word missing from his name Yan Chutian.

"Well, Xiao Chu!"

Zhang Chen still smiled and agreed, which made Yan Chutian even more satisfied, and then solved the roast chicken in his hand with Zhang Chen. Half a roast chicken, never let Yan Chutian eat so delicious and satisfied, he understood that this was related to his current situation, and he might never be able to eat such a delicious roast chicken in the future.

As for whether he is the real Yan Chu or not, it doesn't matter anymore. From now on, he is still Yan Chutian, and he is also Yan Chu.

......

The little half of the roast chicken fell into the belly, Yan Chutian wiped the greasy on his hands, and then his eyes locked on Zhang Chen again, and said slowly, "Uncle Chen, take me out tomorrow to have a look, I should also do something, I can't let you work hard for me alone." ”

In any case, Yan Chutian could no longer let Zhang Chen run around for himself, what did he have to do to make this old man who had not even reached half a hundred, but was too old to speak, live a little easier.

And even if this is a mortal world that even the Heavenly Realm doesn't know, he has to try to see if he can get out of here and return to the Heavenly Realm that should belong to him. Otherwise, one day the conspiracy of the Divine Domain will emerge on its own initiative, and then it will be a disaster for the entire Heavenly Realm.

It is impossible for Yan Chutian to watch all this happen, the Heavenly Realm has his beauty, the Cangshen Palace that he is grateful for, his respected master, and the people of the Heavenly Realm all over the world. If a disaster breaks out, it may all disappear in an instant, and he must find a way to stop it!

"Good!"

Hearing that Zhang Chen was inevitably a little surprised, in his impression, although Yan Chu was sensible, the experience of the destruction of his family was too stimulating for him, so he felt disgusted with the world, but now what made him relieved was that Yan Chu seemed to have finally figured it out.

......

There was no word all night until dawn.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yan Chu woke up leisurely, and at this time he found that Zhang Chen beside him had long been gone. This made him embarrassed, it seemed that he was too tired, and Uncle Chen should be looking at his sleeping appearance so that he couldn't bear to wake himself up, right?

Yan Chutian didn't dare to walk around, so he could only wait in the cave, waiting for Zhang Chen's return.

It was more than an hour, and it was close to noon when there was another sound of hurried footsteps outside the cave. He looked at it, and sure enough, it was Zhang Chen's figure, but he looked very flustered at this time, and there was a trace of fear on his withered yellow face.

"Xiao Chu... Hurry up, there are monsters...!"

"Monsters?!"

Yan Chutian's face was shocked, there are monsters, could it be a spirit beast? If it is really a spirit beast, it is really an unimaginable monster for mortals, after all, the cultivators who have just entered the cultivation here are all giants, not to mention the spirit beasts that are more fierce and powerful than ordinary human cultivators.

It's just that Zhang Chen didn't have time to explain more to Yan Chutian, leaving a monster behind, and in a panic, he quickly took Yan Chutian's little hand and ran towards the outside of the cave. Although Yan Chutian is sixteen years old, his body is very petite, and his standing up is less than half of Zhang Chen's, and his appearance is completely different from his previous life, he is very immature, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

With his current appearance, even if it is in the Heavenly Realm, no matter who it is, I am afraid that he will not be able to connect him with Yan Chutian.

Running out of the cave, Yan Chutian caught a glimpse of many figures running around him running between the mountains and wilderness. It seems that the so-called monster has a lot of movement that has alarmed so many people.

Zhang Chen took Yan Chutian and tried his best to flee in the direction of the crowd, and Yan Chutian naturally would not object to this. Now he is a fragile mortal, not to mention encountering spirit beasts, even encountering wild beasts, his life is worrying.

Just escaping, suddenly the two people who were running were hit by a speeding carriage and flew away. The two fell in embarrassment in the mountains and depressions, Yan Chutian was fine, but his knees were a little bruised, but when he looked at it, Zhang Chen's head was actually solid and hit a boulder, and the red blood flowed down, staining half of the mountain rock, making him faint directly.

In an instant, a thick look of anger appeared on Yan Chutian's immature face, and while running towards the unconscious Zhang Chen, his cold gaze shot at the galloping carriage. He couldn't see that the carriage was deliberately ignoring the two of them! and when his eyes were shot, he caught a glimpse of a young man's face with a sneer on the corner of his mouth in the corner of the back door of the carriage.