"It's really you, second boy!"

"It's the second boy who is back...... Go back and tell the old vegetarian! ”

The people in the village hugged him and pulled Chu Jian to greet him more eagerly.

Ask East and West.

It's just that everyone tacitly didn't say anything about Su Han.

Chu Jianyue patiently replied one by one.

Despite the large number of people, he has always been at ease.

Take care of everyone.

This ability is not insignificant.

Under the crowd's support.

Chu Jianyue followed the path in the village and walked towards the direction of his home.

The news of the return of the second son of the Su family, who was an official, also quickly spread throughout the village.

Almost no one noticed, and the Ming Wang couple who came in the same car with Chu Jianyue disappeared silently behind the crowd.

Chu Jianyue, who was smiling with the villagers, took out his free time and glanced back.

Fu looked at the square inch on the mountain again.

Then he staggered his gaze casually, as if he had never paid attention.

Continue to talk to the villagers in an orderly manner.

……

The top of the mountain.

King Ming supported the princess on one side.

While wiping the fine sweat from her forehead.

The two of them walked all the way up the mountain, stopping from time to time to rest.

Take a look at the scenery on all sides.

When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I happened to see the little Taoist priest sitting under the tree with the child in his arms and looking at the sky

King Ming narrowed his eyes and carefully identified the other party's side face.

There is some uncertainty about the way.

"Are you a closed disciple of the Chen Sect?"

The little Taoist priest did not move.

But his light voice came.

"There is no Chen Zhangjiao here, only the old Taoist."

King Ming made a Taoist hand salute and said respectfully.

"It's Xiuquan's gaffe, and I'm here to disturb Daoist Qingxiu, and I have something to inquire about."

"I don't know if it's convenient, can the little Taoist help pass it on."

The little Taoist priest said lightly.

"It's convenient, Master is behind the view, you can go by yourself."

After a while.

After looking at the soil bag and the wordless wooden card, the Ming Wang couple glanced at each other.

They are all frowning.

After the two of them deeply performed a Taoist sacrifice to the immortals, they sighed.

Turn back to the front of the gate again.

This Ming prince, who sneezed in Yasukuni and the whole country was about to be shaken three times, opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Now that you've seen it, let's go down the mountain."

King Ming choked up, "This ......"

Princess Ming said.

"Xiaodao Chief, ten years ago, when my wife and I went up the mountain, I saw you."

"You were too young to remember?"

……

That day.

The story that the little Taoist priest told Su Han actually has a second paragraph.

Ten years ago, that day.

Hearing the master say that he had a son in his life, the little Taoist priest didn't take it seriously.

Instead, he turned his attention to the whisk in the hand of the old Taoist priest.

The eyes are shining.

"Master, when will you pass this dust to me? Last time you fought Old Man Wen......"

Halfway through the conversation, it came to an abrupt end.

Because the figures of the two people suddenly appeared behind the two.

When the little Taoist priest heard the wind, he closed his mouth directly and turned his head slightly vigilantly.

"Junior Jiang Xiuquan, I have seen Chen Zhangjiao."

"The little girl Ruan Ying has seen Chen Zhenren."

The old Taoist priest's white eyebrows trembled slightly, and he didn't look back, but just asked.

"Chenjiang's descendants?"

Ruan Ying, the famous and elegant princess of Ming, bowed deeply.

"Yes, my father ordered my little daughter to come here to ask for a lesson in the true humane law."

The old Taoist priest shook his head slightly.

"The gun is the head of ten thousand soldiers, and he is a first-class master of the way of guns."

"Why do you need to ask the younger generations to learn the old way, this little way, the old man is confused."

Eyebrows twitched slightly.

The old Taoist priest swept away the heroic young man next to Ruan Ying now.

I couldn't help but shake my head again.

"This is Chenjiang's disciple? It's tight. ”

Ruan Yingqiao's face flushed slightly.

"He is the husband of the little girl, the son of heaven of Yasukuni is the king of Ming, and Jiang Xiuquan."

The old Taoist priest looked at the young Jiang Xiuquan.

is a very handsome offspring, and he is also a soldier.

The heroic spirit is beyond words.

And no wonder the old guy's daughter married him......

"You can't cultivate the old way."

Jiang Xiuquan and his wife glanced at each other.

They all saw the gloom in each other's eyes.

Both of them are clear about the identity and strength of the person in front of them.

Naturally, he believed in the words of the other party.

Since he said that he can't fix it, he can't fix it.

Just as the two hesitated, the old Taoist priest suddenly changed his words.

"The way of the old way is not good, but the way of others may not be."

"If you are really willing to give up your guns and change lanes."

"You might as well wait for ten years, and then go up the mountain after ten years."

Although Jiang Xiuquan and his wife were puzzled by the words of the old Taoist.

But they all heard the meaning of expulsion in the other party's words.

After remembering these words deeply, the two of them resigned and went down the mountain.

The old Taoist priest stared at the backs of the two for a long time.

Said a sentence that the little Taoist priest did not understand many years later.

"Young people are too young, and those who are vigorous are too vigorous."

"There is no hope of breaking for life."

……

The little Taoist priest nodded.

"Yes."

Ruan Ying was relieved to see that he really remembered.

Keep asking.

"Now that the ten-year appointment has arrived, Chen Zhenren is on the occasion of the immortal."

"Can I tell you anything?"

"Whose way should I practice?"

The little Taoist priest looked at the sky with deep eyes.

He said word by word.

"It's probably the way of the trail."

Ruan Ying hadn't come back to her senses yet.

Jiang Shaofu's brows were already furrowed.

He is the first person in the martial arts of Yasukuni and a famous martial arts master on the hero list.

Practice the path of a child who is not yet old enough to have a weak crown.

Isn't this a ridiculous joke?

Even if the person in front of him has an amazing inheritance, the cultivation method can be called the top in the world.

When we first met, the fairy wind was unfathomable.

You can't see through the depths at all.

But he Jiang Xiuquan, the king of a country, and the young government of a country.

I can't afford to lose this person.

Raise your hand and take Madame's hand.

With a light face, he gave a hand salute to the figure of the little Taoist priest sitting cross-legged.

"I'm sorry."

Without waiting for Ruan Ying to say anything, he gave an unquestionable serious look.

He took his wife and turned around and walked away slowly.

Ruan Ying had no choice but to salute as well.

sighed lightly and followed her husband down the mountain.

The two of them came and went quickly.

The ethereal eyes of the little Taoist priest looked in the direction of the two of them descending the mountain.

Whisper to yourself.

"Those who are vigorous are still vigorous."

His eyes froze.

The branches of the old tree hanging over his head broke silently.

The section is as smooth as a mirror, falling with the wind.

The little Taoist priest raised his hand to take the branch and threw it behind him.

At the moment when the branch was about to hit the ground, it was caught by a powerful white palm.

The air then stagnated.

The little Taoist priest continued to look at the sky.

An old voice sounded in my ears.

"You are too merciful, young people don't taste heavy setbacks, they will always just sit in the well and watch the sky."

The little Taoist priest blinked and only said one word.

"He's not young anymore."

……

The story is not over, in fact, there is a third paragraph.

Ten years ago, it was that day.

Seeing that the two of them were leaving like this, the little Taoist priest puffed out his mouth and said.

"Master, I don't like that person."

said.

He stretched out his fleshy little hand and pointed at the back of the young Ming King.

"Oh? But why? ”

The old Taoist priest asked with interest.

The little Taoist priest frowned and said.

"He is too domineering, and his words and deeds are full of arrogance and official authority."

"I'm afraid that others won't know that he is a king."