The young man was angry, his right hand pressed on the Han knife hanging on his waist, Bai Ye's feet moved, the breeze blew, and the next second he stood in front of the young man and patted him on the shoulder where he was drawing the knife, and the young man snorted and staggered to the ground.

The young man looked frightened, his pupils shrank sharply, and said, "Are you a human or a ghost?!"

He had heard that there were miraculous monks in the world, who could move mountains and seas and do anything, but he had never seen them, and he never believed that there really were monks in the world.

The self-esteem in his heart gave him a 'clear and high' well, and he sat in the well like a frog at the bottom of the well and watched the sky, not knowing that there was a sky outside the sky.

The well frog talks about the sea of heaven, and the summer insect talks about the frost. Shi yes, too!

The role of the young man couldn't arouse the interest of Bai Ye's mockery, so he turned around lightly and walked back to the Liancheng brothers and sisters, slightly one step behind and handed over the stage to them.

Bai Ye's action resolved the situation of the Liancheng brothers and sisters attacking their fellow villagers, and also let these ordinary people really know the true existence of the monks.

Su Buqi slowly walked over to help the young man with his back bent, and he almost fell on the young man without helping him, and the young man jumped up like lightning and shouted: "Uncle, don't touch the porcelain! I don't have any money!"

Su Buqi stupidly withdrew the 'helping hand' that stretched out, showed a smile of 'you kid is on the road', and said: "Chen Ergou, my uncle has told you so many fairy stories, you have to suffer a loss to believe it, just like your dead father, you don't cry when you don't see the coffin." ”

Chen Ergou's face turned red, if it weren't for Su Buqi's touch, he would definitely beat him, and he held back a sentence for a long time: "Saints are also human beings, and they will also die, so they may not be taller than us!"

"Alas, you kid ......"

Su Buqi looked at him and sighed, the children can't be taught, the saints are all in front of him and don't hurry up to apprentice, if he was young, he knelt down without saying a word.

Chen Ergou clenched his fists and resisted the urge to hit people, snorted and stopped talking, and secretly said, "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!", and silently stood at the back of the crowd.

In the final analysis, it is the ancestral shrine built by the Son of Heaven for the Liancheng family, and it is the home of the Liancheng brothers and sisters.

Chen Ergou's provocation was just a small episode, and the five people in the white night didn't take it to heart, just an ordinary man, and he couldn't move.

The saying that Heaven is unkind and regards all things as dogs should not be said by the mouths of poor people, and that Heaven is not biased and rich is the best kind treatment for the poor.

Ten years of cold windows want to outperform the accumulation of others? Fate is actually very fair, and mortals should have the consciousness of mortals.

Bai Ye hugged his hands and watched coldly, the stronger his strength, the more mortals were like ants.

At this time, the field was solemn to the extreme, extremely depressed, and the people who left the city did not dare to breathe!

Lianchengjue led Lianchenghuo to the front of the huge incense burner in the middle of the courtyard, pulled out six bright yellow incense sticks and handed them to Lianchenghuo, the two brothers and sisters looked up at the tablet in the ancestral hall and took a heavy breath, before they all raised their feet and walked into the ancestral hall.

The god of the father and the city of a hundred miles, and the god of the mother of the city.

At a glance, seeing the two black jade tablets on the altar, the two brothers and sisters burst into tears in an instant.

Leaving home at a young age, five or six years have passed in a hurry, the two brothers and sisters are not the hairy boys of the year, they have experienced the heat and cold of the world to understand the difficulty of their parents, but they are separated forever when they meet again, and the son wants to raise but does not wait.

Sad six senses, sinking eight sufferings, there is no great sage, who saves the wisdom bridge.

"Dad!" "Mother!"

Lian Chengjue and the two knelt heavily with their hands in incense, at this moment they did not look like monks, but a childish child who had returned home after many years away from home, unlike other people who bowed three times and bowed nine times, the two brothers and sisters just looked at the names on the two tablets and were fascinated, remembering the ordinary life of a family of four in childhood, crying and laughing, and seeing 'Daddy' again.

Sunrise and sunset and rest, three meals a day coarse tea and light rice, at that time I don't know the true taste, now the heart ferments endless fragrance, sweet like the gurgling mountain spring in the countryside.

Bai Ye's eyes were sour, the flowers had a reblooming day, no one was young, his family was different, the master and the eldest brother were uncertain, the smoke was far away in Beiliang, and it was not easy to reunite.

Lin Yuxue on the side lowered his head and closed his eyes, his heart was also touched, his hands were clenched, his nails were sunk into the flesh and blood unconsciously, like a piece of wood.

Sentient beings sink into the eight sufferings, and there is little detachment, and this world has long been known as 'hell on earth', that is, the ancient Guanyin Bodhisattva who purified all sentient beings made a great ambition that 'hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha', and he can't make everyone detached, and regret his life.

All living beings are suffering, and love is the most bitter!

I don't know how long I knelt, Lian Chengjue raised the incense above his head and kowtowed heavily, but he didn't lift it, he cried bitterly on the ground, crying silently......

Lianchenghuo was still immersed in the memories of the past, and when he came back to his senses, he just stared blankly at the two black jade tablets, and the names written in gold juice were so dazzling.

Glancing at the brother next to him, Lian Chenghuo stood up straight and walked to the incense burner, inserted three incense sticks, and took a deep breath, "If you give me another chance......

She slowly closed her eyes and didn't continue, if she was given another chance, she would never leave home to cultivate.

She glanced at Lian Chengjue, her brother is a famous Tianjiao in the world, and he can't be a stumbling block on his emperor's road, and he can't be regarded as a stumbling block on his mother's expectations.

"Leaving the city has become better!" Lian Chenghuo stretched out his hand and stroked his mother's tablet, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, he had survived so hard, but he left the biggest regret.

The Liancheng brothers and sisters seemed to have entered another time and space and were immersed in it.

There were more and more people in the courtyard, and the news of the return of the brothers and sisters to their hometowns spread throughout the city, and both dignitaries and ordinary people put down their affairs and rushed here.

It is even reported that several princes and nobles of the emperor are already on the way here, wanting to see the style of the brothers and sisters in Liancheng, and the meaning is intriguing.

Bai Ye told Su Buqi, the highest-ranking here, that Lianchenghuo had returned to the mortal world to live for a long time, and Su Buqi exclaimed that Lian Lian hurriedly arranged for the villagers to clean up the ancestral house of Liancheng's brothers and sisters.

On the willow top of the moon, the Liancheng brothers and sisters walked out of the ancestral hall side by side, bowed deeply to the people in the courtyard, and only raised it for a long time, Lian Chengjue swept through the crowded crowd in the entire courtyard, and the courtyard was also crowded with people, dignitaries and ordinary people crowded together.

At this time, the atmosphere of the ancestral temple of Liancheng was quiet, the air seemed to be stagnant, the audience was silent, and the needles could be heard!

Lian Chengjue arched his hands with secular etiquette and said: "Thank you for your care, the boy has thanked you here, Huo'er will always live in Licheng in the future, I hope everyone can get along in harmony, if Huo'er has something wrong, please be more tolerant!"

"Good!"

I don't know who roared, and one after another rang out, and then a tsunami-like 'good' erupted in the courtyard, like thunder on the ground.

Lian Chengjue bent down and bowed again, then stood up, stood up, looked at the three people of Bai Ye who were crowded in the center of the crowd with a touch of apology, and walked out with Lianchenghuo who was still in a trance with his lips pursed, and the crowd automatically made way for them, and some young adults even climbed the courtyard wall and sat just to make the courtyard less crowded.

Three eight-lifted sedan chairs embroidered with four-clawed pythons fell off the sedan chairs outside the courtyard one after another, and the people who left the city were shocked inexplicably.