Half a month has passed since the rainstorm, and the river has become crystal clear and flows quietly in the sun.

The wide river channel is like a huge mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

On the edge of the river, a young man sat with an old man, the former with a wry smile on his face, and the latter with a guarded and frightened expression.

"Grandpa Jiao doesn't have to be afraid, if you really want to talk about it, I can also be regarded as half a member of the Cangyun Dao Sect!"

Ye Guichen was really worried that he would frighten the old man, so he hurriedly explained.

"Huh?"

The old man obviously didn't believe it, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all.

"Grandpa Jiao, look!"

Ye Guichen didn't say much, and began to use the "Cangyun Sutra" exercise to operate the spiritual power, and after a while, a cloud of smoke rose in the palm of his hand.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing this, the old man's look of vigilance disappeared, and was replaced by an excited expression that could not be concealed: "Although I have never practiced, I have heard my ancestors talk about the situation after the cultivation of the Cangyun Sutra. ”

"With ...... It's the same as what you show as a child! ”

The old man was a little uncontrollable, and even the title of Ye Guichen affectionately became "child".

"Grandpa Jiao, now can you believe that I'm not an outsider, right?"

Ye Guichen was quite touched, it was the first time he had seen a smile on his face since he had known the old man for so long.

"Letter...... Believe, naturally believe! ”

The old man raised his trembling hands and grabbed Ye Guichen, and said, "Child, was your injury caused by the people of the two holy places in the legend?" ”

As if remembering the tragic situation when he saw the night return in the past, tears welled up in the old man's eyes: "According to the Jiao family's ancestors from generation to generation, the Cangyun Dao Sect suffered a catastrophe because of an amazing treasure. ”

"But kid, you'd better not go out again, if those bastards find out, I'm afraid ......"

The old man intuitively believed that Ye Guichen revealed his identity because he showed the Cangyun Sutra exercises, and was injured by the two holy places.

"Grandpa Jiao, it's out of the way."

Ye Guichen hurriedly comforted him, so he took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, do you still know any other news about Cangyun Dao Sect?" ”

"I don't remember!"

The old man shook his head slowly: "The ancestors have passed away for thousands of years, and even if there are other last words, they have been passed down from generation to generation. ”

Ye Guichen was slightly disappointed when he heard this, he wanted to learn more about the secrets of the Cangyun Dao Sect through the old man, but it seemed unlikely.

But he can also understand what the old man said, the Jiao family has banned the practice of the Cangyun Sutra for generations, and the descendants of the future generations will definitely not pay too much attention to the affairs of the Cangyun Dao Sect.

That's it, anyway, as long as you return to Yunwu Mountain, you can ask Old Man Gu for clarity if you have any questions.

Thinking of Gu Yunran, his heart moved slightly, and he asked again: "Grandpa Jiao, can you tell the name of the ancestor of the Jiao family?" ”

The old man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Ye Guichen to ask this question, but he still replied: "The ancestor has a single name of the word 'yang'. ”

"Jiao Yang!"

Ye Guichen secretly remembered in his heart, maybe Gu Yunran would know about this person.

He saw that the old man rarely spoke, so he stayed here to accompany him, and the two of them sat for a long time. It's a pity that until dark, he couldn't ask about Brother Qingqing.

"Kid, let's go home and celebrate tonight!"

The old man's pale face was a lot more bloody, and he took the initiative to pull Ye Guichen back.

As soon as he arrived at the house, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Qingqing, cook a few more dishes tonight." ”

"Grandpa...... If we cook a few more dishes, we won't have anything to eat tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? ”

Qingqing was surprised, she found that her grandfather's state tonight was different from before, it was rare for the old man to speak, and she also wanted to fulfill her grandfather's wishes, but when she thought of the actual situation, she had to remind in a whisper.

"What are you afraid of, grandpa is happy today!"

The old man's face was suddenly full of displeasure, and he said: "By the way, I still have half a jar of wine buried under the locust tree at the back door, you go and dig it out." ”

"Oh!" Qingqing didn't dare to say anything, and whispered.

Seeing this, Ye Guichen took the initiative to say, "Grandpa Jiao, why don't you let me cook tonight?" ”

"Kid, you can cook?"

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just wait to taste your craft, if you lack any dishes, you can ask Qingqing for it." ”

"Good!"

Ye Guichen said yes.

After the old man entered the house, the little girl ran over with great interest: "Brother Turtle, I will help you when you cook." ”

"It's okay, you play first, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

As soon as Ye Guichen said this, he suddenly paused, and changed his words: "Qingqing, you go and call all the uncles and aunts in the village, and say that my brother will invite them to a big dinner tonight." ”

"Huh?" The little girl was shocked, "But Brother Turtle, if you invite them to a big meal, our family will not have enough food." ”

"Qingqing, don't worry, my brother has his own way."

Night return is easy to say, so he coaxes the little girl away.

He quickly ran out of the courtyard, skillfully took out the cauldron and stand, thought about it, and took out the black stove and placed it at the bottom of the pot.

He filled the pot with water, but only cut off a piece of Ryoma meat the size of a finger and threw it in, and the stand was full of game.

It's not that Ye Guichen is stingy, Ryoma is a spirit beast, and its strength is comparable to that of a strong person in the Tianxuan Realm, the spiritual power contained in Ryoma meat is too strong, and if ordinary people eat it directly, they may explode and die.

That's why he only took a little bit and used it to make the soup.

I think that after the villagers have drunk it, they will be able to live and fight against common diseases.

Ye Guichen squatted on the side to observe the stove, looking left and right and didn't find any new functions in it, but it does match the cauldron well, and it is very good for stewing meat.

In less than half a burnt incense time, the rich smell of meat has filled the entire village.

This night should be the happiest time for the villagers, who not only tasted all kinds of game, but also filled a large amount.

A few men were even more happy, because Ye Guichen took out several large jars of spirits to entertain, so that everyone's praise for him did not stop.

"I said a long time ago that this kid is good, and it is absolutely suitable for Jiao Lao to be his grandson-in-law."

Aunt Zhang didn't know if it was because she was too happy, or if it was wrong, so she suddenly said a word.

Unexpectedly, they actually won the support of the whole village, and they coaxed one after another, which made the Qingqing grandfather and grandson staring at each other, completely confused.

Ye Guichen unexpectedly learned that the Jiao family was the descendant of the powerhouse of the Cangyun Dao Sect, so he was not in a hurry to leave, and deliberately stayed with the old man and Qingqing for several days.

Two days later, Ye Guichen suddenly found Aunt Zhang.

"Aunt Zhang, do you know anything about Brother Qingqing?" He didn't beat around the bush and directly expressed his intentions.

Aunt Zhang already had a very good impression of Ye Guichen, not to mention that she was entertained with good wine and meat by him that night, and now she is about to treat him as her own son.

"You ask Menglong? That's a poor kid. ”

Aunt Zhang didn't hide it, and said with emotion: "Menglong is not a few years older than you, that kid is also honest and honest, and often helps the people in the village, and there is no one in the village who doesn't like him......"

As Aunt Zhang narrated, Ye Guichen finally figured out what happened.

It turned out that in addition to being popular with the whole village, Jiao Menglong also had the dream of becoming a martial artist, and as Jiao Menglong grew up, cultivation almost became his obsession.

Qingqing's parents couldn't help their son, and when Jiao Menglong was fifteen years old, they promised to let him go out to learn art.

After several twists and turns, he finally got his wish and worshiped under the second-rate forces thousands of miles away, that is-Carefree!

But no one expected that Jiao Menglong's choice to think that he would be able to get ahead from now on brought him death, and even made his parents depressed and sick, leaving the young Qingqing to commit suicide in the river.