"Chen Sheng, don't think it's great to catch a fish!" the young man walked behind and yelled at the guy behind him who was smiling and groaning.

"Calm down, it's a shame to show the girls who admire you. Chen Sheng spread his hands helplessly and looked at the big fish in the young man's hand.

Chen Wang put the fish into the fish basket and said viciously: "This fish is mine, don't even think about it." ”

The young man glared again and said, "I have a big appetite!"

Chen Sheng's face was full of helplessness, and he just caught a glimpse of the ghost head and ghost brain out of the corner of his eye.

The little guy jumped out all of a sudden, pointing at King Chen's nose, "The surname is Wang, and he is secretly fishing from his brothers, watching and fighting!"

After that, he was about to pounce, but was frozen in the air by a helpless guy with a spell, and turned his head to see that the minions who were originally following him had already stolen away.

"I've said it hundreds of times, my surname is Chen, and I have the same surname as you. ”

King Chen shook the fish basket and said with a smile: "If you want to eat fish, call me Daddy!"

Chen Shisan was furious, and he was about to pounce again, but was grabbed by Chen Sheng, and finally found something strange, and ran away quickly with a ghost scream.

The young Chen Wang stretched out his hands, "It's over, this kid will definitely say that I am haunted when he goes back." ”

Chen Sheng glanced at him and said angrily: "Isn't that better, there will be no beautiful girls peeking at you in the middle of the night in the future." ”

Then Chen Sheng ran all the way under the pursuit of the young man, and met an old acquaintance at the entrance of the village.

"Mr. Chen!" the third aunt held a wooden basin with some clean clothes in it.

Chen Wang chuckled, "Going to do the laundry?"

The third aunt was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and nodded: "Yes, there are a few rough old men in the family, they are very dirty, and their clothes must be washed frequently." ”

Chen Sheng held back a smile, this lying trick was inevitably too rough.

King Chen remained silent, smiled lightly and nodded, and passed by the woman.

The third aunt stared at the young man's back, wanting to speak and stopping.

"That woman obviously has a request for you, why don't you wait for her to speak?" Chen Sheng chased after him and asked with a light smile.

King Chen turned a deaf ear.

Chen Sheng had no choice but to say, "I don't eat that fish." ”

Only then did the young man relent, and told Chen Sheng a secret story, it was a disaster caused by the disciples of Zangyue Mountain, and the disciple who was bullied in the village was the first thing he did after he went down the mountain after completing his studies, and he used the methods of the immortal family to kill or humiliate all the villagers who had bullied his family.

In the end, the rest of the village had to live in the shadow of that man, and it was not until a fellow disciple came down from the mountain ten years later that he realized the strangeness.

Since then, there has been a rule in Zangyue Mountain that is not a rule, and Zangyue Mountain cannot accept disciples at the foot of the mountain.

And a certain old man, in order to establish a system to test the hearts of the disciples in the sect, worked hard and went to various states to find natural treasures.

Chen Sheng listened quietly, and sighed in his heart, he had never experienced these things in his previous life, and he had never even heard of them, but now he seems to know all the things inside, which is intriguing.

After Wang Chen finished speaking, he ignored the stunned guy and walked on his own.

Cultivators often sprout from a very small place and eventually grow into a towering tree.

On the way to the avenue, I saw a small knowledge.

As long as that guy can gain a little bit from his words, then he Chen Wang will eat this fish with peace of mind, and it is not even enough.

The envoy stared at the water mirror, and only divided a little bit of his mind on Chen Sheng, and Lu Su had Lu Su to deal with the chaos in the outside world, and his life was leisurely.

The old man watched the two teenagers running around with their heads in their arms, enjoying themselves.

"Liu Jindan, you bastard, didn't you say that there is no fifth-order gold-swallowing rat?"

The black-robed young man took the lead, followed by a large black gold-swallowing rat behind his buttocks.

Liu Jindan was still behind, and he was bitten by several first-order gold-swallowing rats, and it was no big deal to have a robe to protect him, but it hurt to gnaw it.

As for urging Zhen Yuan to kill those gold-swallowing rats, he didn't dare to kill Liu Jindan, because a fifth-order gold-swallowing rat in the depths of the nest walked slowly, and the red light flashed in his eyes.

The two teenagers listened to the squeak behind them, and their scalps were numb, especially Liu Jindan, who didn't dare to really kill them.

The Gold Swallowing Rat Clan can be said to be the most united race in the cultivation world, and if you kill one, you have to face the hunt of the entire race.

Give the two of them the courage to do this kind of death-seeking thing in a gold-swallowing rat nest fed by a group of rats.

"Blood demon!" Lu Sugang cut off most of the body of a water monster and shouted at the blood demon beside him.

A stream of blood qi escaped and landed on the small half of the water monster's body, and the blood demon's face was full of bitterness, "When the time comes, it's none of my business to take the lead and hold him accountable!"

Lu Su smiled lightly: "That's not up to you." ”

Xuan was about to gather the scattered water transport and glanced at the young Taoist.

The young man with a strange face immediately looked away and insisted: "I didn't see anything!"

The blood demon looked up to the sky and sighed, "Do you want to give people a way to live?"

Hearing this, Lu Su approached with a smile, squinted his eyes and said, "I have a way to keep you from dying." ”

The blood demon rolled his eyes, what does it mean not to die, it should not be able to die, and it is okay not to die at the worst.

Without the use of two words, it is too cheap to say that a Jindan monk is too cheap.

Naturally, he still had to say obediently: "Brother Lu Dao, please speak." ”

Lu Su smiled and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

After hearing this, the blood demon looked strange and suspicious, and only said that he had to think about it again.

Lu Su is not in a hurry, and a good meal is not afraid of being late. Everywhere is the top use.

It didn't take long for Lu Su's voice to sound in the forest again: "Blood demon!"

Then a dull voice rang out.

The young Taoist who was watching felt a chill down his spine, staring at the two guys who were forced to act in embarrassment, sighing and not daring to be too loud.

.........

With smoke curling, Chen Sheng sat on the stone bench, looking at the young man who was busy before and after, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to help?"

King Chen just waved his hand, and said angrily: "Get out, it's a good thing that you kid don't make trouble." ”

Chen Sheng was dumbfounded, his status was really falling fast, he was still a senior when he first saw him, and now he has become a brat?

However, Chen Sheng was not angry, at least King Chen's precautions had been relaxed a lot.

Knock on the road of the heart, the way of asking the heart.

Chen Sheng believes that this ordinary-looking teenager will sooner or later show a momentum closely related to him.

The mountains are high and the waters are long, and Chen Sheng is not in a hurry.

However, a girl outside the house was quite anxious, looking at the person she liked in a hurry, laughing and feeling a little distressed.

Because I saw King Chen holding a casserole that had just been taken off the stove, his fingers were hot red.

The little girl complained in her heart, why the elders in the family always didn't let her get close to King Chen, and she was not allowed to say a few more words.

Occasionally, the girl would also complain a little about King Chen, feeling that he was a little too dull to understand her own thoughts.

But it didn't take long for the little girl with an extremely clear mind to figure it out, isn't that what she likes like King Chen?

Chen Sheng held his chin and pretended to sleep, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

When I was young, my mind was the purest, so when the love of the young girl opened, it was even more moving.

As for the young man who pretended to be stupid on the surface, Chen Sheng was too lazy to pierce it, the cultivation of the Great Dao had its own fate, and the same was true of marriage, not to mention that Chen Sheng was still an outsider.

The mountains and rivers are slow, and there is always a day to come.

The young Chen Wang served the fish soup and set up two dishes and chopsticks.

Chen Sheng smiled and quipped, "Isn't it that you won't give me food?"

Chen Wang glared: "Do you eat or not?"

"Eat! Why don't you eat?" Chen Sheng picked up his chopsticks and shot like lightning.

The young Chen Wang was not slow, only one point slower than Chen Sheng, so he only ate a small half of the fish, and finally became disgusted, picked up the still hot casserole and drank it all.

The little girl who could see the peeping in the distance was distressed, and two lines of hot tears had not yet grown, so some round cheeks flowed, salty and astringent.

Chen Sheng smiled and put down the dishes and chopsticks, secretly exchanged with Chen Wang, and deliberately threw them out of the courtyard wall.

When the young man put down the casserole, he heard the sound of the dishes breaking, and glanced at Chen Sheng: "What are you doing?"

When I walked out of the courtyard gate to look, I happened to catch a glimpse of a red shadow jumping up and down into a high gate.

Chen Wang sighed, didn't bother to pay attention to Chen Sheng, and sat on the low courtyard wall by himself, squinting his eyes slightly, his cheeks flushed, as if he was slightly drunk.

Chen Sheng didn't bother the two of them, and beckoned to the girl who poked her head out.

Hongpan held a pair of bamboo chopsticks tightly in his hand, as if he felt something, and nodded slightly.

Chen Sheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and finally found a chance to integrate into the world.

Since then, there have been items lost in Chen Wang's home, ranging from tables, chairs and benches to dishes and rags.

Another day, Chen Sheng was lying on the ridge of the roof, and suddenly a stone was brought over, and Chen Sheng caught it.

"I heard that you are a relative of the Wang family?" The little guy Chen Shisan put his hands on his waist, followed by a few snot children who were younger behind him, each holding a few gravels in his hands, obviously the blow just now was from their hand.

After seeing Chen Sheng nodding, Chen Shisan gave an order, and was immediately smashed by the overwhelming stones.

Forced to smash his head and bleed, Chen Sheng stuck out his tongue and fell straight off the roof.

A group of children scattered birds and beasts, Chen Shisan bravely entered the courtyard, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, and after a while, there was a sound like killing pigs.

"Oh no!

Chen Sheng had to get up with a black face, pinched the little guy's ears and scolded with a smile: "Why are you deceiving people?"

Chen Shisan was in pain, but still stubbornly said: "I'm willing, what's the matter?"

Chen Sheng was unceremonious, picked up a small pebble, and embedded it in the wall with a snap of his fingers.

Even the house of Chen Wang's family is the most dilapidated in the village, and the courtyard wall is the thinnest, but where has a child of a few years old seen such a terrifying scene, Chen Shisan's legs and stomach tremble at this moment.

"Scared?" Chen Sheng squinted and smiled: "How can someone as brave as you be a big brother, and they really obey you?"

The little guy immediately straightened up and said with a little anger: "Of course they obey me, otherwise why let me take the lead in everything?"

Chen Sheng sneered: "They are here to let you come out to apologize, and once you cause trouble, you can only swallow your anger with the situation of your family." Think carefully about why they were the ones who shot, and they were the ones who ran the fastest when they made a fuss. ”

"Impossible, they are my friends!" Chen Shisan really cried this time, and bit Chen Sheng hard and ran away.

After escaping some distance and finding that Chen Sheng had no intention of chasing him out, the little guy stood up again and yelled: "The Wang family's bullshit relatives, you know a fart!"

Chen Sheng laughed after hearing this, shook his head to himself, and smashed a stone into the house.

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the house, and King Chen ran out angrily and kicked Chen Sheng.

"Tell a story?" Chen Sheng patted the shoe prints on his chest and smiled.

These days, he found that the boy was a good storyteller, and his description was vivid, as if he were the person in the story.

King Chen drank a bowl of tea, glanced at Chen Sheng, and decided to start telling a true story:

In the bitter cold land of the extreme north, thousands of miles of snow are covered, and only the owl birds that are special products of the ice field are flying.

The sharp arrow broke through the air, and the owl bird overhead fell in response.

"The general is good at archery!" Even on a sunny day, the guards beside him were frightened by the cold, and a few words trembled and burst out.

The tall general didn't care, and replied casually: "I will reward you with wine." ”

Hearing this, several soldiers were overjoyed, in this kind of ghost place, it was too difficult for them to eat some meat.

Listening to the thousand thanks of his subordinates, the general walked into the account and opened the slave book on the bookcase.

After watching it for a while, he frowned and muttered, "This boy has won again?"

"Not bad!" a green-shirted scribe came out, carrying a jug of wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "It is not far from the Yum promised by the general." ”

"Look at the way you look now, how do you still look like a scholar?" the general spoke sharply, but avoided talking about the young man who had kept him secret.

The scribe dusted off the snowflakes on his shirt, smoothed out a few wrinkles, and smiled, "It should be like this, right?"

Then he urged with a little drunkenness: "Quickly get some meat, it's time to lecture." ”

The general's face was slightly cold, since he was sent to this camp for slaves, this scribe would come to the door every few days to fight the autumn wind, and if he didn't give it, he wouldn't leave.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and roared angrily: "A bunch of sinners, what qualifications do you have?"

The scribe was stunned, and then smiled: "With such a temperament, no wonder you will be relegated to these eighteen layers of hell." ”

The eighteenth sin slave camp is the darkest place in the entire ice field, where countless people with serious crimes are imprisoned, and this general is the guard general here - Han Zheng, the king of Zhenbei.

Han Zheng squinted, and the chill on his face was not weaker than outside the house.

The scribe sighed, picked up the pen from the bookcase, wrote down a word casually, and said: "The words of a saint are a thousand gold, although I am not a saint, this word can always be exchanged for a few catties of grain for you, right?"

"You have written more than 100 words to me before and after, is it true that this king is a good person?" Han Zheng was furious, this was the first time he had called himself like this since he arrived in the north.

"Don't worry, general, there are still a lot of words in my belly, and it will be a long time in the future. The green-shirted scribe stood tall, and a drop of wine fell on the word between his sleeves.

A golden light flashed, and the temperature in the tent rose in an instant.

"This king will give you one more alms. Han Zheng's eyes flickered, and he was reluctant to say.

Ice Plains were scarce, and only once every three months someone came to deliver supplies, and even as a defender, he didn't have much to spare at this time.

As he wished, the scribe bent down slightly and said with a smile: "The general is benevolent, I have thanked the general for the children." ”

Shaking his body and walking out of the military tent, the soldiers in the battalion all stopped and shouted, "Mr. Wen!"

"Warm fart!" the drunken scribe scolded casually, his face full of smiles, as if he was scolding an extremely annoying person.