Walking into Chen Shisan's house, Chen Shengjing found a stool and sat down, looking at the woman who was busy in the kitchen, still unable to see her face clearly.

It seems that the mother of his life is really mysterious!

Sighing in his heart, Chen Sheng held his chin with his palm, quietly watching the fireworks of this ordinary family.

At the dinner table, the woman lowered her head to eat, gently and quietly, compared to Chen Shisan, she seemed much restless, sometimes scratching her back, sometimes scratching her ankles.

As the twilight deepened, the woman carried Chen Shisan, who was asleep, into the house, covered the quilt and returned to her room, doing some needlework, and picking up flowers in her hands.

Chen Sheng looked at it for a long time before he smiled and got up to leave, and when he walked out of the courtyard gate, he saluted the gentle woman slightly.

After Chen Sheng left, the woman hurriedly put down the needle and thread in her hand, gasped for breath, and came to her son's room to see Chen Shisan, who was sleeping peacefully.

Watching the lights go out outside the courtyard, Chen Sheng was about to leave, and turned his head to face the man who had changed into a robe.

"Who are you?" The man was holding a spirit sword, wearing a plain white robe, and a full moon was embroidered on his cuffs and chest.

Chen Sheng recognized the robe, which was a moon-catching robe that could only be worn by the disciples of the Tibetan Moon Mountain.

Seeing him look at the robe on his body, the man who was disguised as an ordinary family had a slight condensation in his eyes, and shouted: "If you have a grudge with me in Zangyue Mountain, you don't need to implicate the villagers." ”

Chen Sheng was dumbfounded, it seemed that this disciple of Zangyue Mountain had regarded himself as a thief.

This kind of thing, even with the presence of the Falling Feather Immortal Venerable, also happens from time to time at the foot of Zangyue Mountain.

The man is the person selected by Zangyue Mountain to protect the village, his eyes are full of eyes at the moment, looking for flaws in Chen Sheng's body, and the palm behind his back releases a paper crane.

Chen Sheng stretched out his hand and intercepted the paper crane with the secret method of Zangyue Mountain, and was about to defend himself when the spirit sword broke through the air.

The man who changed into a plain silver robe and became extremely handsome stepped forward, holding a sword in one hand and a talisman in the other.

Chen Sheng touched his face with his hands, and was the most difficult disciple on Zangyue Mountain.

Chen Sheng didn't dodge or dodge, he stabbed the sword in his chest, and the long sword pierced through his heart.

The man of Zangyue Mountain withdrew his sword in a daze, covered his mouth, and the talisman in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

"You still bless the village with this temperament?" Chen Sheng smiled lightly, returned the spirit sword to the man, and walked forward.

The man who had returned some tastes bowed and saluted: "King Chen, who is in the hidden vein of the Moon Mountain in Xiazang, dare to ask the seniors?"

Chen Sheng listened to the headache-inducing hidden vein, grinning his teeth, and he had really suffered too much.

After the headache, he became a little curious about this bold man Chen Wang, who was not very cultivated, "Who accepted you into the hidden vein? ”

Treating the disciples of his own sect, Chen Sheng spoke naturally and unscrupulously, and even helped him reach out to pick up the talisman, handed it to King Chen, and said with a smile: "The surname is excellent." ”

The man held his head high, his face full of pride.

Chen Sheng shook his head again and said, "It's this king character, it's a little too big." ”

King Chen's face immediately fell, and then he stared at Chen Sheng, solemnly respected: "The predecessor is really a master, but can you bother to tell me, is this word good or bad?"

Chen Sheng was dumbfounded, looked at the man and said: "It's not good, it depends on whether you can carry it, but now you can't carry it, so it's definitely not very good." ”

Chen Wang nodded like pounding garlic, he was indeed not doing well, and it could even be said that he was mixing very poorly.

The disciples of the Hidden Vein are already transcendent in the Hidden Moon Mountain, and most of them are guys with outstanding talents or outstanding talents in some aspects.

This man, who was able to enter the hidden vein because of the shadow of his ancestors, was miserable almost every day, so he had the idea of taking the initiative to go down the mountain and protect the village.

Chen Sheng hugged the back of his head with both hands, walked in front with the demeanor of his predecessors, and said to himself: "Let's not talk about your name, as far as you can see me, you are far better than many people." ”

Staring at the familiar full moon, Chen Sheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and danced in the wind in a Taoist robe.

King Chen's eyes flashed, and he caught up with the mysterious but unfathomable senior, and asked the most stupid question.

"Dare to ask the name of the senior?"

Chen Sheng turned around and made a half-truth joke, "Chen Luoyu." ”

The man King Chen was furious and stretched out his hand to hold the sword, this time his eyes were extremely resolute.

Chen Sheng was helpless, "My name is Chen Sheng." ”

After repeating this name several times, the more Chen Wang thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

This senior is inevitably too thick-skinned.

The man who didn't know the truth of the name followed behind, burying his head and worrying.

Chen Sheng suddenly turned his head, and solemnly said to the young man who was not worried about the country and the people, but only about a small village: "I will not make a move on the villagers." ”

King Chen, who got the promise, breathed a sigh of relief, although the cultivation of this man who had too many names and caused insufficient fortune was not high, he really integrated with the whole village.

Chen Sheng and the man went one after the other, taking advantage of the moonlight, but they stood in front of the low door for a long time.

Chen Wang's face was gloomy, and his tone was not good: "How do you know that I live here?"

Chen Sheng smiled and said that King Chen had a good reputation in the village. He inquired about Chen 13 with a string of sugar gourds.

The man Chen Wang nodded, he knew a lot about the heart of Chen Shisan, and he was a bastard who could sell himself for the sugar gourd.

A flash of light flashed in the depths of Chen Sheng's eyes, and there was really a scene of a young man pinching a sugar gourd in his hand and eating it while walking.

Shaking his head and abandoning his thoughts, Chen Sheng suddenly turned around and asked, "How old are you?"

King Chen was stunned, and after a moment, his face darkened, and he said an extremely young number in a muffled voice.

Chen Sheng laughed when he heard this, if it weren't for the fact that he was afraid that he would be able to laugh out of his tears, and finally stared at the man with an ugly face, he reluctantly put away his smile.

King Chen pushed the door in, and the guy who was extremely anxious, should say that he was a young man, took out a bench from behind the door.

"Do it!"

After Fang Cai's laughter, the young Chen Wang had no fear of Chen Sheng, so the weather changed when he stopped talking.

Chen Sheng bent down, passed through the door, and landed on the stool, very close to the young man.

"King Chen, will you feel bored guarding such a village?"

Hearing this, the young man sneered: "Planting in the field and fishing in the water, where will it be boring." ”

Chen Sheng squinted and smiled when he heard this, and he really understood why this person was so popular.

Chen Sheng looked away, and happened to see a window door, revealing an extremely thin gap.

A girl in red was lying on the bed and probing her brain, trying to see who the man was talking with at night and what he was talking about.

King Chen turned his head, the window and door closed abruptly, and the girl in red's face was crimson, and her heart was pounding.

Chen Sheng raised his hand and pointed to the moon in the sky. said with a smile: "The people in the sky, the moon and the world should be cherished." ”

The young man turned his head and pretended to be stupid.

Chen Sheng was helpless, holding his chin with his palm, full of emotions.

Why did the vision change suddenly, and why was this person the only one in the village who could see him?

With all kinds of doubts, Chen Sheng sighed.

The young man turned his head and asked, "Seniors sigh, but are you missing the person in your heart?"

Chen Sheng laughed, slapped it solidly, and scolded with a smile: "Little fart child, don't inquire about this." ”

Wang Chen patted the dust on his robe, frowned suddenly, and suddenly went into the house, changed into the most convenient clothes, and then sat next to Chen Sheng again.

"What? want to do it with me?" Chen Sheng smiled lightly, catching a glimpse of the young man rolling up his sleeves, his palms exposed.

"That's natural, my Tibetan Moon Mountain disciple doesn't have the reason to be beaten in vain!" King Chen's body slammed into it, snatched the bench, and groaned.

Chen Sheng took a deep breath and scolded with a smile: "You guy, you deserve to be a disciple of the hidden vein." ”

King Chen put down his sleeves, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "That's a wonderful thing, I won't beat you today." ”

Hearing this, Chen Shenglang laughed for a while, and then fell on the ridge of the roof, squinting at the moonlight.

The moonlight here is very beautiful, and the young man is thinking about his sweetheart.

Seeing this, King Chen smiled indifferently, took the bench and went back to the house, and walked through the door to look at the window and door that opened again.

Sighing lightly, the corner of the young man's mouth smiled, and his steps were brisk.

Naturally, taking this grand scene into her eyes, the girl in red's face became more and more crimson, and she couldn't sleep for a long time holding the futon.

Early the next morning, Chen Sheng landed in front of the girl's door, staring at the delicate woman with a nervous face and a love letter in her hand.

The girl, who was joked by the villagers as a red plate, ran quickly, picked up a fishing rod, and Chen Wangjiao, who hung a bamboo on her waist, smiled, stuffed an object shyly, and ran away quickly.

There was no war, and the young man who was as low-key as possible was stunned, pinched the thin letter paper, and asked Chen Shengdao: "What's the situation?"

Chen Sheng spread his hands, caught a glimpse of the red plate hiding behind the door out of the corner of his eye, stepped out, and forced the young man to accept it.

The woman who poked her head out happened to see this scene, she couldn't see Chen Sheng, she just thought it was a young man who took it, and after being delighted, she glanced at Wang Chen again, covered her face and ran away.

Chen Sheng looked at the young man's head full of doubts, sighed helplessly, and went to Chen Shisan's house.

didn't take a few steps out, and heard a burst of children's fighting, led by Chen Shisan, holding a slender bamboo pole in his hand, followed by a group of younger brothers behind his buttocks.

A group of people shouted and drank, but when they met the black-faced man behind Chen Sheng, they immediately dispersed.

Leaving the only one who was more courageous, Chen Shisan, glared at King Chen, who was approaching, and said with a stiff neck: "What are you going to do?"

The young man who was in a mess in his heart raised his hand, knocked heavily on Chen Shisan's head, and passed by.

Chen Sheng glanced at the child with a bulging bag on his head, tears in his eyes but the corners of his mouth were pursed, laughed, and kicked the young man in front of him on the buttocks.

If there is revenge, it will be avenged, probably like that.

The two big and small Chen Shisan passed by, and the little guy suddenly shook his body, tears fell, and finally cried.

Chen Wang, who was walking in the forefront, pursed his lips and smiled, the fish basket swaying around his waist, and he was shocked by no fish.

The scorching sun and the hidden moon hung in the air, and the two teenagers walked one after the other to the stream outside the village.

Chen Sheng's feet were soaked in the water, which made Chen Wang quite dissatisfied, and finally threw a fishing rod over.

As a result, a rod hooked a rare big fish, Chen Sheng wrapped his sleeves in his hands, and stood with his hands in his sleeves, his illusory body shining under the double light of the sun and the moon.