Wu Xie returned before the winter festival, which made both parents overjoyed. But when the family was enjoying the joy of family, Aunt Wu also mentioned his life's events without surprise.

After this year, Wu Xie will be twenty-four years old. According to secular tradition, a man of such an age should have a family - his brother Wu Cheng is twenty-six this year, and he is already the father of three children, and the eldest son Wu Yin is already seven years old!

"But I'm an immortal cultivator, I can live for hundreds of years or thousands of years, and I can even fly to the heavens......" Wu Xie hurriedly defended himself, "It's too early to get married when you're only in your twenties!" ”

"How can this be considered early!" Aunt Wu didn't let him go at all, "Even if you can live for a thousand years and ten thousand years, your father and I won't live that long!" Although we have eaten the elixir, we are still getting old day by day...... In a few years, we don't even think we'll have the strength to help you with your children......"

Wu Xie didn't expect his mother to use such a reason, and he choked suddenly.

He was going to say something like "the second elder will definitely live a hundred years" to block back the reason for "wanting to see his grandson alive", but his mother suddenly advanced the time by several decades...... It's like a student who makes up his mind to study hard three days before the exam, only to have the exam a week ahead of schedule......

I was completely caught off guard!

Fortunately, Wu Xie was still prepared after all, and soon found a reason that he felt was more suitable.

"Even if I want to start a family, I don't have a suitable partner. Husbands and wives always have to stay together for a long time, at least each other's lifespans should be about the same. He smiled wryly and said, "It's hard to find a good woman with a lifespan about the same as me!" ”

"What's so difficult!" Aunt Wu obviously had a draft, and said with a confident smile, "Isn't that Zhu girl very suitable?" She is also an immortal cultivator, isn't it a good match for the two of you immortal cultivators? ”

"Mother, you're just talking about it! Zhu Huai and I haven't even spoken a few words, and each other is just nodding friends, why did they suddenly get married? If you want to talk about friendship, I am more familiar with any girl in the village than with her! ”

"The girl who is familiar with you has already married and had children!"

“…… That's not what I'm talking about! ”

"What else could it be if it wasn't this? Do you think you're in a good position to pick and choose? Aunt Wu didn't save face for her fairy son at all, and said very unceremoniously, "If you are just the marquis of our Great Chu Kingdom, or just a rich doctor, then it is naturally easy to find a wife." But you're a god...... Think about it for yourself, how many of the immortals in the world who have a lot of stories are not old bachelors? ”

Wu Xie was defeated again, and there was really nothing to refute.

It is true that as his mother said, among the immortal cultivators in the world, there are indeed a group of singles. There are a large number of old bachelors who have lived for hundreds of years in their Qingyang Temple alone, and they can't see the red luan star in their lifetime......

"We immortal cultivators should abandon the personal feelings of our children and devote ourselves to the pursuit of the supreme avenue......"

"Blow! Blow on! Aunt Wu squinted at him, "A man who can't get a wife can always think of reasons for himself, what to get rich first, what to achieve a career, what is very busy and has no time, what is an adult wandering and has no intention of starting a family...... In the final analysis, it's not that I'm too wasteful to find the right girl! ”

"What about the immortals? Aren't immortals amazing? Do you still pursue the supreme avenue...... Don't you just find an excuse to cover it up like those singles in the world! ”

Wu Xie couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to change his direction and persuade: "But even if I am willing, the girl is not willing...... They are the essence of flowers and trees, and they like the kind of literary and crepe talents in the foothills. Look at me, no matter what kind of appearance and temperament can be seen by others? I can only set fires, and I can't even write a few big characters! ”

In order to escape trouble, he used to be a literary youth, and he did not hesitate to degrade himself to the point of worthlessness - in fact, if you want to talk about literary talent, even if Wu Xie is not as talented as the talented Lin Lu Mountain, he can also be a qualified literati, at least in the entire Qingyang Mountain, except for Yi Yi, who is only eight and seven steps high and becomes a poem, he is the most literary.

"Don't make excuses! You haven't tried it, how do you know if you can't do it? ”

"You don't have to try to know that you can't do it!"

"Then let's try it first!"

Seeing that his mother was resolute to settle this matter, Wu Xie was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he really came up with a more reliable reason.

"This ...... It's not the right age! ”

"Why is it not the right age?" Aunt Wu raised her eyebrows, "You are not mortals, it must be no problem to live for hundreds of years or thousands of years!" What does it matter if you are three or five years apart? ”

"It's too big!" Wu Xie almost jumped up, "She's a monster!" And it's a dryad...... Mother, do you know how old she is this year? ”

"I think I'm about twenty years old, just in time."

“…… She's at least five hundred years old! Wu Xie couldn't help but shout, "And even if the child lives to be hundreds or thousands of years old, and her beard is white, she will still be the same as now...... Dryads can live for 10,000 years! ”

Aunt Wu was taken aback by the word "tens of thousands of years", and her originally full enthusiasm suddenly sank.

She didn't know what the difference was between monsters and immortals, but she thought from the perspective of a simple housewife, since Zhu Huai could live for 10,000 years and Wu Xie could only live for 1,000 years, then if the two parties got married, it would mean that if Wu Xie died of old age in the future, he would be a widow for 9,000 years......

This is a sinful thing! Even your own son can't do such a thing!

It was like being poured a basin of cold water on her head, and she couldn't help but hang her head when she was still in high spirits just now, muttering: "What's so good about being an immortal, you can't even get a wife, you can't ...... a wife" and other words that can anger more than half of the immortal cultivators in the world.

Wu Xie wiped his cold sweat, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief.

After this difficult lunch, he hurriedly found an excuse to wander the streets, so as to avoid his mother, who seemed to be helping him to figure out the marriage.

Wu Jiaji is so big in total, he finished his kung fu in less than half a cup of tea, thinking about why he can't go back now, so he simply drove away with his sword light and came to Anfeng County.

The county is as peaceful as ever, and because the winter festival is approaching, the market is much more prosperous than usual. He strolled through the small town that nominally belonged to his fiefdom but barely lived here for a few days, looking here and there, feeling the cheerful atmosphere of the approaching festival, and his mood couldn't help but gradually feel comfortable.

The key to a decent method of cultivating the mind is to get close to the common people, experience the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world, gain understanding from them, and gradually reach the ideal state of entering the world and being born, and every word and deed naturally fits the ideal state of human feelings.

In the words of Confucius, another world realm, this is called "do as you like, do not exceed the rules".

Wu Xie was walking on the street, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the distance, and looked over curiously, only to see a young man with a strong figure and a mighty face, waving his fists and fighting with several fierce strong men, many people were watching and some people were trying to persuade him.

He could see at a glance that this young man knew kung fu, and he had a little bit of true qi in his body, and he should exercise regularly on weekdays, and his basic fist and foot kung fu was also very solid. But the few strong men who worked with him were also practitioners, although everyone was worse than him, but the sum of several people was much stronger than him.

If it weren't for the fact that this young man had thick skin and thick flesh, and he had true qi to protect his body, and they were only fighting with each other's fists and feet, I was afraid that he would have been beaten down a long time ago.

Since the two sides are just moving their fists, then there is no need for him to be involved - this kind of thing should be handed over to the catcher, not the immortals.

It's just that...... He looked at it from a distance, and always felt that the young man's face was a little familiar, as if he knew him somewhere.

After a while, the catch is coming.

After a little inquiry, the catchers learned that those strong men were down-and-out Jianghu people, and they were sarcastically ridiculed by the shopkeeper for eating overlord meals, and they had to beat people. And this boy is a local, so he can't see it before he fights with them.

In view of the fact that both sides were quite restrained and did not use their swords or swords, this matter was not serious, and those few people estimated that it was just a matter of eating three or five days in prison.

When a few people were arrested and taken away, the shopkeeper who was almost beaten just now came out to thank the young man, and called him "Young Master Qiao" between words...... Wu Xie heard this name, and immediately understood where the familiarity he had just come from.

If this boy grows up a little more, wouldn't it be the juvenile version of Jon!

Calculating the time, Jon's son Qiao Feng seems to be about this old......

Qiao Feng, who had done a good deed, was in a good mood, although he received some punches and kicks, his steps were much brisker than usual, and he walked towards home in good spirits - well, he was going to rub some bruises, and he was hit quite hard by a few punches just now.

When he returned to Jishitang, he cautiously looked left and right, and made sure that his father was not in the hall, so he hurriedly ran to the doctor who sat in the hall, asked for a bone-setting wine, and prepared to go back to the room to make it himself.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Are you Jon's son?"

The sound came suddenly, and I hadn't heard any footsteps before, it was as if it had suddenly come out of nowhere. Qiao Feng was startled, and rushed out a few steps before turning to look at the man.

It was a thick-faced and steady young man, who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, not much older than him. But this person exudes a spontaneous momentum, which makes him naturally ignore the age of the other party and subconsciously regard him as an elder.

"My father is the housekeeper of Jishitang Qiao, in Xia Qiao Feng, I don't know what Your Excellency Lu Dao has to say?"

Looking at Qiao Feng's vigilant appearance, Wu Xie couldn't help but smile: "I see that you have a good character and are quite stable in your work, are you interested in learning some kung fu from me?" ”