When Xiudao put the book back on the desk and pushed the door out of the house with the paper, the village chief leaned against the wall outside the house, and was smoking a cigarette at this time, and he was not too surprised to see Xiudao come out, "You know everything?"

"Got it. The monk nodded.

"Have you read the prophecy too?" asked the village chief.

"Looked. The monk showed the paper in his hand.

"Let's talk about it. The village chief took a deep puff of his cigarette and looked at the monk.

"Who gave you this prophecy?"

"Nobody gave it to me, it appeared on my desk out of thin air. ”

"Out of thin air?" thought about it, it was also common sense, what if it was strange to see people. "Did you believe the prophecy at the beginning?"

"I don't believe it, it wasn't until you were brought back by Ling'er that I started to believe a little. ”

"Since you believe it, then why?"

"Why are you still with Ling'er?" the village chief looked at the cultivator and added what he hadn't finished.

"Yes. The monk nodded and asked. "And you know the secret, and you read the prophecy, why?"

"First of all, I am a father, and Ling'er's happiness is more important than anything else. The village chief looked at the cultivator and replied earnestly. "And you passed the test I gave you at the beginning, and then the prophecy also said that it was the will of God. Speaking of this, the village chief smiled slyly, "What's more, you are the key to this matter, and it has nothing to do with what I do." ”

The words before the cultivation were quite touching, but how could it be a little, "You are really..."

The village chief smiled and patted Shudao on the shoulder and took a puff on his cigarette, "Do you remember the serpentine demonic beast you hunted?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" "What happened that night, the monk will never forget for the rest of his life.

"Don't you ever feel weird?"

"Not at the time. "To be honest, I really don't think there's anything strange about cultivating the Dao.

"Well, so now there is?" the village chief looked at the cultivator with some strange eyes.

"You just said that. The cultivator gave the village chief a strange look.

"Hey, you kid," the village chief glared back at the cultivator, "we've never had a monster in Sneg Mountain." ”

The village chief's words surprised the cultivators, you must know that demonic beasts have a strong sense of domain and will not leave their territory easily, "What do you mean?"

"Not what I meant, it's you. The village chief finished the last puff of his cigarette, patted Shudo on the shoulder again, and pushed open the door of the house, "You go back." Remember what I told you, don't let Ling'er know. ”

"I know. Shudo thought as he watched the village chief return to the house, and when he returned to the cabin, Ling'er was lying on the wooden bed, looking at his sleeping children. Hearing the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, she looked up and knew that it was the monk who had returned, and turned her gaze back to the two little ones.

Xiudao gently walked behind Ling'er and hugged her into his arms from behind, "Thank you for your hard work, Ling'er." ”

"It's not hard, I'm happy now. "Ling'er habitually has to drill into the arms of the monk. "Look how cute these two little ones are!"

"I'll take care of you. Xiu Dao put his face next to Ling'er's face and said seriously.

"Well, I never doubted it. Ling'er rubbed her face against the cultivator's face and smiled happily.

"Rest. The monk walked down with the bell in his arms. "Tomorrow I'm going to go into the mountains, I'm going to go for a few days. ”

"Well, you stay safe. Ling'er whispered.

"Yes, my wife. The monk smiled and kissed Ling'er on the lips. "Lian'er and Hua'er will leave it to you. ”

"Don't worry," Ling'er kissed back.

Due to the narrow wooden bed and the fact that the baby was nearby, nothing else special happened that night.

The next morning, Xiudao quietly got up, kissed Ling'er and children respectively, and went out into the mountains. Ling'er took a pair of children to live back to the village chief's house, the village chief once again enjoyed a family fun, and the almost 2-year-old Lian'er made the village chief love it, with a pink little face, and a mouth that didn't know what to say was extremely cute.

Ten days later, Xiu Dao came back from the mountains, and under the information of the villagers, he knew that Ling'er lived in the village chief's house, and he missed them for a few days, and his steps involuntarily quickened.

After a while, he arrived at the village chief's house, and the cultivator pushed the door and walked in, only to see a small figure staggering towards him with a bell-like laughter. Xiu Dao hurriedly picked up the little guy and gently scratched her little nose, "Lian'er, have you been good these days!"

As if she understood, Lian'er nodded her little head, and muttered something that people couldn't understand, and Xiu Dao was amused by her daughter's cute appearance and kissed her on the face. When Lian'er saw her father laughing, she laughed too.

Seeing that the cultivator had returned, the village chief and Ling'er interrupted their chat and walked over from inside. Ling'er wanted to go up and pick up Lian'er, but Lian'er held the cultivation and refused to come down, and after trying a few times, Ling'er had no choice but to give up.

"I've worked hard for you these past few days. Xiudao hugged Lian'er and kissed Ling'er on the forehead. "Where's Hua'er?"

"He's sleeping in it. Ling'er pointed to the room.

"Well, I'll go see him later. Xiu Dao said while teasing Lian'er. Lian'er has to let out a nice laugh from time to time.

"I'll go get you something to eat. ”

"I'm so hungry when you say that. ”

After Ling'er left, the village chief, who had not spoken, spoke, "Did you find it?"

"No, it's not that easy. The mountain is so big that it feels like you're looking for a needle in a haystack. The cultivator said helplessly.

"There will be a way, after all, the prophecy says that you are the key. ”

"What else can I say?" said the cultivator.

"Let's stay for a few days. The village chief said this and walked away.

Shudo and Ling'er and their children stayed in the village for another 10 days before leaving.

After returning to the Xiu family, Xiu Dao picked up the cultivation that had been abandoned for 2 years, and naturally spent less time with Ling'er and his children, but Ling'er did not complain, nor did she complain to Xiu Dao, because she knew that Xiu Dao must have his reasons for doing this.

...

Time flies, it's been 5 years since Shudo and Ling'er got to know each other, and they are still the same, and they go back to Sigre Village every year to stay for a while. This year is no exception, at this time, the monk led Lian'er and Hua'er and Ling'er to walk on the mountain road to Sigre Village, and the mark at the head of the village was already clearly visible.

Xiu Dao was dressed in black, with a handsome and handsome face with a bit of maturity and sophistication, he had already begun to take over the business of the Xiu family and the position of the head of the family, and his cultivation had also broken through the middle level to reach the high level, at the age of 30, he was the youngest high-level martial artist in the Xiu family at that time, and he was also the youngest cross-human high-level person in the history of the Xiu family. Ling'er was wearing a decent long dress, pure and elegant, with a happy smile on her face, and a little young woman's charm in her beauty, which was particularly charming. Lian'er is 4 years old and Hua'er is 3 years old, both of them are lively and active, and they can't wait to enter the village in a hurry and want to get rid of their father.

The village chief had already received the news that they would enter the village, and was already standing outside the village waiting for them.

Xiudao smiled and let go of Lian'er's little hand and put Hua'er on the ground. Lian'er and Hua'er, who were freed, immediately ran towards the village chief like a homing swallow.

"Lian'er, Hua'er, you guys slow down and don't wrestle. Ling'er shouted with concern as she quickened her pace and chased after her. Before he could take 2 steps, he was stopped by the monk on the side, "Let them go, it's okay." ”

Ling'er glanced at the cultivator. "You, you spoil them. ”

"The conscience of heaven and earth, the one I love the most is you. The monk leaned over and whispered in her ear, so bad that he blew in her ear.

A crispy and numb feeling swept through Lian'er's body, causing her to quickly dodge, "You, hate it." ”

Here Xiu Dao and Ling'er are flirting, and the village chief over there has already held Lian'er and Hua'er in his hands one by one, enjoying the kiss of the two little guys, laughing happily.

At this moment, Mount Sneig suddenly shook, and unlike a few years ago, this time it lasted longer. The cultivator protected Ling'er under him, but the expression on his face was very surprised, he actually felt a trace of emotion from the vibration, it was a joy. He hurriedly looked up at Snegg Mountain, and he was surprised to find that there was something in Snegg Mountain that was also looking at him, no, not looking, but staring.