Qian Liu looked at the white cloth package, and there was hesitation in his eyes. In the end, she handed the long sword to the strong man who led the way, caught it with both hands, looked up and said, "Please wait for a while, Lord Shen." The little woman went to tell her aunt. ”

It seems that he was really deceived by the five plucked liars. Shen Yun clenched his fists helplessly: "There is a girl with labor." ”

Miss Qian was very embarrassed, so she turned around and ran into the village with her package in her arms, as if she was running away from the wilderness.

Shen Yun couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. A twelve or thirteen-year-old yellow-haired girl, can you expect her to be a little steady? Also, the sword that the little girl took out is also an extraordinary product, and it seems that her family has a bit of martial arts background. It is no wonder that the little girl has reached the martial arts realm of a junior martial artist at a young age.

With his cultivation, he only needs to take a look at the village to know where Chen Ying's home is.

However, the aura here is very thin, and there is no sign of monk activity. He had never been in the habit of peeping into other people's privacy, so he still didn't look at the village, nodded slightly at the two strong men, and turned sideways again, with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountain scenery on the side of the road.

This time, he didn't have to wait long. In less than half an hour, another plain figure flew from the village.

Before the people arrived at the stone archway, an eager voice had already come: "Master Shen, where are the ashes of the deceased husband?"

Needless to say, this is Chen Ying's widow, the fifteenth grandmother of the Chen family. Shen Yun turned around and heard the sound of the past.

A senior martial artist, with a strong true qi in his body, he is only one step away from the Martial Sect. In today's world, patriarchy is prevalent. If a woman is not particularly well qualified, it is difficult for her to have the opportunity to learn martial arts as well as a man. Therefore, there are very few women with martial arts cultivation like Mrs. Chen. It seems that Miss Qian is indeed a family student. Shen Yun's heart moved, and he raised his eyes to look at people's faces.

It's really her!

Although six years have passed, and it was only a glimpse at the beginning, the monk's memory has always been vivid. Besides, time has been very merciful, and six years have not left any mark on her face. Shen Yun recognized at a glance that Mrs. Chen was the lady who had a relationship with him at the Yongshun Port wharf that day and had a child by her side. Later, Hong Tianbao wrote back from Luo Zhou, saying that the lady was Qian Shizun's sister. And the little girl she was carrying by her side was Qian Liu, the only daughter of Qian Shizun.

What a coincidence. Unexpectedly, Chen Ying was Master Qian's brother-in-law. And the little doll who made a face at herself back then has also grown up, and now she is a junior martial artist's cultivation. If Master Qian has a spirit in the sky, he can feel at ease when he sees a successor. Shen Yun retracted his gaze and sighed with emotion.

After a while, Mrs. Chen rushed closer.

From the perspective of a mortal martial artist, her light skill can be regarded as a quasi-first-class level. But it can't be compared to the innate martial artist at all. Seeing this, Shen Yun secretly made a decision - Qian Shizun was a mentor who showed him the way before his death. When he learned of the evil news of Master Qian's death, he saved the intention of taking care of Master Qian's family. Now by chance, he met Qian Shizun's only daughter and sister in Chenjiayu, and he intentionally fulfilled his wish back then.

Thinking like this, a softness suddenly appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and Shen Yun stepped forward and clasped his fists and saluted: "In Xia Shen Yun, I have seen Mrs. Chen." ”

Mrs. Chen hurriedly stood up and stabilized her figure, and when she saw this, she realized that she was very reckless, so she hurriedly returned the salute with her fists, and apologized: "The old man is rude, please forgive Shen Zhuangzi." "She followed the etiquette of a martial artist, that is, she was getting along with Shen Yun as a high-ranking martial artist, not a woman in the inner courtyard. Therefore, he acted heartily and crisply.

It's just that her face still looks very young, but she calls herself "old body" in an old-fashioned manner, and Shen Yun sounds weird.

"It doesn't matter. Shen Yun waved his hand, took out a square box that was also wrapped in white cloth from the treasure bag, and offered it with both hands, "Mrs. Chen, this is General Chen's ashes." ”

When Mrs. Chen heard this, her apricot eyes instantly turned red, and tears welled up.

"Thank you. She took it with both hands, and the tears suddenly fell like beads with broken threads.

Shen Yun lowered his eyes, and then clenched his fists and persuaded him: "Mrs. Chen mourns." ”

As he spoke, there was another chaotic and hurried footstep sound.

Shen Yun looked over. After a while, I saw a large group of people walking quickly. There were men and women, and there were more than 30 people. At the head was an old man with gray hair. Judging from his dress and majestic look, he should be the patriarch.

Behind him is Qian Liu. She supported an old woman who was faltering and over half a hundred years old. The latter's gray bun had no hair ornaments other than a plain silver hairpin. The clothes are also very plain.

Thinking of the situation of the Chen family reported by Zhao Xuan, Shen Yun guessed that this old woman should be Mrs. Chen's widowed sister-in-law.

Uncle's ashes returned home, even if she no longer asked about the world, she should come out to greet her.

Shen Yun retracted his gaze and stood aside.

Next, two strong men greeted each other. Sure enough, the old man at the head was the patriarch of the Chen clan.

The patriarch saw Mrs. Chen tightly holding an inch-square, white cloth wrapped package in her arms, crying uncontrollably, and the whole person was immersed in boundless sorrow, and he knew that this time it was true. First, he made a long bow to Mrs. Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Fifteenth brother, you have finally returned home." When I straightened up again, I was already in tears.

Hearing this, suppressed cries rang out in the crowd.

The patriarch walked up to Shen Yun: "Lao Yu is the patriarch surnamed Chen. Shen Zhuangism's Bo Yuntian, he did not hesitate to escort the fifteenth brother back, please be worshiped by the old man first. Then he lifted his robe and knelt down and kowtowed.

How could Shen Yun accept his courtesy? Hurriedly stretched out his hands to support the person: "Oh, Master Chen, don't be tormented. ”

With this help, he realized that the patriarch had secretly carried some internal force on a pair of arms.

Suddenly, it was clear in my heart: it turned out that this patriarch wanted to take the opportunity to test his depth.

The patriarch is nothing more than a high-ranking martial artist. With such a cultivation, he can't even see whether he has fists and legs and kung fu companions. I thought that he had come from Lingzhou for a long journey, but he had no wind and dust all over him, and he was suspicious in his heart, so he used three points of internal force to give it a try.

Thinking like this, Shen Yun didn't show it on his face, and firmly supported the patriarch with both hands.

Immediately, the patriarch found that his arms seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move.

There is internal force!

When he thought that he couldn't see the depth of the other party at all, he immediately understood-don't look at the other party's appearance of only twenty-five or sixteen, but his martial arts cultivation was far above his own. Moreover, the other party obviously reserved his strength to show goodwill.

All right. The strong man is coming, even if there are other plans, there is no one in our clan to stop them.

The patriarch shuddered, and hurriedly withdrew his internal force and sent people to the village. The attitude is more respectful than before.

"The arrival of the adults is a blessing for the little people. ”

The crowd was quiet. Except for Mrs. Chen, who was still immersed in grief and couldn't help herself, and Qian Liu's face was now clear, the rest of the people were stunned - according to what the patriarch said, this Shen Zhuang master is young, but he is a great powerhouse.