Cheng Zhaozhao squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Liu Fat, I didn't expect you to be so forgetful!"

"You just know. Liu Pang was very surprised.

Liu Fatzi's shop opened, and it was even more deserted than expected.

Except for the shopkeeper He next door who sent a congratulatory gift, no one else came to take care of it.

In this regard, Liu Fatzi didn't care at all, and said: "Those who can come are destined, and those who can't come must be unlucky, so why force it." ”

"What you're saying is a bit Zen. Cheng Zhaozhao said.

Liu Fatzi had a bitter face when he heard this: "When I was young, my father sent me to the temple to study Buddhism, and if I listen to it more, I will naturally be able to do it." ”

Liu Fatzi is a native of the southern border, where Buddhism is now prevalent, and Cheng Zhaozhao is not surprised that he has such a past.

Chang Le was curious: "Why did your father send you to the temple?"

Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly replied: "I know this, it must be Liu Fat's father who got some hexagram and thinks that Liu Pang has a Buddha fate." ”

Liu Pang listened to Cheng Zhaozhao's joke, but nodded and said, "Those who know me are Zhaozhao." ”

"Really?" Cheng Zhaozhao looked at his face: "It is said that it is born from the heart, and your title of smiling Buddha is really not in vain." ”

Liu Fatzi had a bitter face: "Those days were miserable. Do you know how many things a Buddha has to do every day? Cultivating, listening to scriptures, preaching the Dharma, turning relationships, and doing good deeds are like years for me. Within a few years I was running. ”

"And then, your father didn't punish you?"

Fat Liu covered his mouth, lowered his head and whispered, "Hehe, my dad doesn't even know now." ”

"What?"

Cheng Zhaozhao and Chang Le were both shocked.

Cheng Zhaozhao continued: "Liu Fat, you said that it was when you were a child, how old are you now, you have been wandering around for decades, and your father doesn't know?"

"Phew, what decades. I'm only 20 this year. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao and Chang Le shook their heads at the same time, their faces full of disbelief.

"Well, three out of twenty. Really, it can't be any more, with my boyish face, it's hard to tell that I'm only in my early twenties?"

"Difficult. ”

"It's so hard. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao and Chang Le said together.

Liu Pang was devastated, and his smiling face was almost unbearable: "I'm not just getting a little fatter, can you be kind to the fat man." ”

"Haha, Liu Daoyou. Do you know that Senior Sister Zhaozhao gave up the opportunity to become a disciple of the Divine Sword Pavilion and hurried to see you. Isn't that the greatest kindness?"

Liu Fatzi was greatly moved: "Zhaozhao, it seems that I can repay you with a promise." ”

"Get out!"

......

Chang Le continued to watch the strange spiritual objects in the shop.

Cheng Zhaozhao and Liu Fatzi sat on the edge of the cliff of the shop.

Cheng Zhaozhao asked: "What you said when you came to me, could it be just an excuse to lie to me?"

Naturally, it was her father's business.

Liu Fatzi patted his head at the moment: "I almost forgot such an important thing." ”

As he spoke, he took out a yellow booklet from his storage bag.

The cover on the outside of this booklet was already in tatters, and Cheng Zhaozhao opened it casually, but the inside was also a little broken, with only a few pages.

After reading the contents inside, Cheng Zhaozhao became excited.

She is very familiar with the handwriting inside, and it is Cheng Zheng who taught her to read since she was a child, these words are written very fairly and strongly, and every stroke is so familiar.

From those pages, there are also a few words about her youth.

At the second year of age, Zhao'er faltered, babbling and talking, looking at his smile, like a spring breeze......

At the age of four, Zhao'er is smart and well-behaved, has learned thousands of texts, praises his intelligence, and laughs like a bell......

When she was six, Zhao'er asked where her mother was, her eyes were hazy with tears, and she reprimanded her for saying a lot, and never mentioned it......

At the age of eight, Zhao'er is astute and extraordinary, and her spiritual sense has been revealed, remembering her childhood, as if it were yesterday......

Since then, there has been no record.

Because since the age of eight, they have been separated.

Cheng Zhaozhao's nose was sour, and he forced back his tears to turn to the next page, but unfortunately the next page was incomplete, and there were only a few words in the last section.

...... In the end...... Entrusted with...

What will you lose?

Cheng Zhaozhao tried hard to see a few of these vague words, but he really couldn't make out them.

"Where did you get it from!" Cheng Zhaozhao raised his head suddenly and grabbed Liu Fatzi.

Liu Fatzi was taken aback by her appearance, and hurriedly said: "You, don't worry, listen to me slowly." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao let go of Liu Fatzi, his face solemn.

"Ever since you told me that your father was the former Jindan Elder of the Fengyin Sect, I have paid attention to this sect for you.

There are also many disciples of the Fengyinmen in the fang market of this pinnacle city, and a few of them often come to my stall to patronize. That's what he sold me. ”

Sell?

Cheng Zhaozhao's expression was already tight: "Who is he?"

"An old fellow, I don't know who his name is, but the monks he knows call him Lao Mo.

This man has a very strange temper, he is silent all day long, and he can't ask a fart for a long time.

But he's a good collector, especially the treasures in my stall, he likes them tightly.

It's just that he slammed the door again, and there were not a few spirit stones. It's just thinking about exchanging things. I found this in the pile of broken metal.

At first, he was reluctant to live or die, saying that this thing was coming from the wrong way, but he would never see the light.

It's just that you also know that with my three-inch incorruptible tongue, where is there anything that can't be exchanged?"

"You take me to meet him!" Cheng Zhaozhao had too many questions and wanted to ask this old mill in person.

But he didn't want Liu Fatzi to just shake his head: "I'm afraid this won't work, that old mill has already left Peakless City." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao asked again: "Do you know where he went?"

"Tell you, do you want to find it? You are now a disciple of the Cangjian Sect, and you are not a casual cultivator who can go out casually. ”

Seeing that the light in Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes dimmed instantly, Liu Fatzi said again: "Don't worry, this old mill only said that there was something temporary, and he would come back soon, and when he came back, I would notify you immediately." ”

......

The Dongshan Gate of the Cangjian Sect is a place where low-level disciples are accustomed to walking, because it is the closest to Peakless City.

Chang Le didn't know how to speak all the way, just because Cheng Zhaozhao came back from Peakless City, he became speechless.

Chang Le felt that Liu Fatzi must have made her unhappy, so he wanted to distract her and said:

"Zhaozhao, look. There is a nine-step ladder outside the Dongshan Gate, which leads directly to our Cangjian Sect. I heard that it was built by the Nine Swords Divine Monarch himself back then, just for-"

Chang Le suddenly stopped, staring at the Xuanyi disciple who was climbing up the nine-step ladder with wide eyes.

"Ahh

Chang Le's screams caused Cheng Zhaozhao to come back to his senses.

Seeing that she was so excited to say something, Cheng Zhaozhao looked at her trembling fingers.

The disciple on the ninth-step heavenly ladder was dressed in a black robe, his back was straight, and he was holding a sword in his hand.

It's him?