Du Lanzhen pushed open the door of the house, and met the gaze of Shangyuan Xiaolang, she had taken off the veil, and the moment she saw her, the broken tile and firewood door was no longer important.

Nodding gently at him, Duran really didn't speak. She was originally melancholy and depressed, and she wanted to open the door to be quiet in the yard, but when she met this half-grown child, she was used to seeing the look of amazement at her beauty, but she was troubled by the rare quiet. She just wanted to be alone at the moment, but she had no choice but to meet someone else.

She has learned the script of the Bone Clan, and has successfully deciphered the ancient Jane. As she expected, this is a brief inheritance, which briefly tells some of the techniques of the Bone Clan, and mentions some secrets of the Bone Clan by the way. Duran is really not stupid, on the contrary, she has a high level of understanding, and she quickly understands what Gu Jian is saying. However, what she needs at this moment is not a legacy, but an opportunity to build a foundation.

There were also things she didn't want to mention, things called nostalgia, as if she mentioned them as if they were vulnerable. Theoretically, she has no hometown, she has left the place where she grew up since she was a child, and there is no place to place all her soul when she was young, perhaps this is the normal state of monks, the soul has no place to return, and there is nowhere to go from all over the world. Monks often say "break the dust", nostalgia is not respected, and even family affection is extremely diluted, but when the future is uncertain, there is nowhere to look back, won't they be confused?

Xu Chen Zhenjun did not allow his disciples to return to their hometown before building the foundation, although it was not a hard rule, but Du Lanzhen strictly abided by it, on the one hand, she felt that if she did not build the foundation, she would have no face to go back, and on the other hand, she didn't want others to see the weak side of her heart.

But at this moment, she really rose a feeling called homesickness, faint, maybe just confused.

Yuan Xiaolang was still looking at her blankly, and Du Lanzhen smiled at him, "How old are you?" She is not usually a character who likes to chat with strangers, but at that moment, her heart is very soft.

"I'm seven years old. Yuan Xiaolang was stunned for a long time before he realized that she was talking to herself.

Yuan Xiaolang followed his parents to flee from his hometown, originally planned to defect to a father's deceased, the deceased had no money to come out to catch the exam, or Yuan Xiaolang's father paid for it, who knew that now the person pushed back and didn't want to admit it, and the family of three had no choice but to nest in Xuanyuan Weng's dilapidated nunnery for the time being.

Although Xuanyuan Weng is a monk, mortals don't know him, but he is just an ordinary old man. But does he really have a heart for seclusion? I'm afraid that he will cover up his endless pursuit with a peaceful and indisputable appearance.

There are countless cultivators in this cultivation realm, who is not like this? Even herself, who seems to be indisputable, is not so innumerable that she has asked for countless things, and it is difficult to stop?

"It's getting late, go back to sleep. Du Lan Zhen smiled softly at Yuan Xiaolang, he nodded stunnedly, and actually went back. Duran really looked at his back, raised his hand and stroked his cheek, and the more powerful her beauty became, the more terrified it became.

Duran was so scared that one day, she would be defeated by beauty. Maybe one day when people talk about her, they can only mention that she is a beauty, and they don't remember what she did.

She couldn't stand it.

The nunnery is still deserted, and this world is more lively than one day.

"It's almost the New Year!" Yuan Xiaolang reminded Du Lanzhen with a grin.

She was stunned, since she entered the fairy gate, she had not been exposed to this word for more than ten years. How can cultivating immortals be the sun and the moon?

"Miao Jun will send rice on Chinese New Year's Eve. Yuan Xiaolang told her secretly.

"Is he finally willing to help? That's good. "Miao Jun is the one who was helped by Yuan Zishi at the beginning.

On the day of Chinese New Year's Eve, Yuan Zishi's family waited early, Xu in order not to appear too impatient, Yuan Zishi himself sat on the bed, Ling Yuan Xiaolang guarded at the door, the door was not fully opened, but only half-open from the inside to look out.

After a while, Yuan Xiaolang suddenly exclaimed and rushed into the hall, "Someone is carrying rice." ”

Yuan Zishi listened, almost immediately jumped up from the bed, regardless of the image, rushed to the door, just in time to see someone passing by the door. Yuan Zi's heart sank, and he was still lucky, thinking that the person who came didn't recognize where he lived, so he chased after him and asked, "Where is this rice sent?"

Seeing that his clothes were old and shabby, the person who was carrying the rice replied impatiently, "Zhang Yuanwai's gift to the pavilion is also." ”

Yuan Zishi didn't know what it was like to feel in his heart for a while, so he was speechless, so he had to return to the nunnery silently and instructed Yuan Xiaolang, "Look at it again, someone will give me rice." ”

Yuan Xiaolang stayed at the door as he said, and the previous expectations had unconsciously faded a little, and there was no longer the childlike fun that Yu was looking for in the door. After a while, he entered the house again, "Someone has come with money." ”

Yuan Zishi ran out of the house again, this time he deliberately guarded the door, only to see the person with the money walking towards him step by step, until he came to the front, did not look at him, went straight forward, Yuan Zishi was cold, and said sadly, "Who are you sending money to?"

"Li County is also a tourist of the order. The man replied without looking back.

Yuan Zishi had no other thoughts, only to return with a miserable face.

This was repeated until it was dark, and no one brought rice or grain. The family stayed up all day until dawn. Duran's true divine sense paid attention to them, knowing that the hope of this family was all on Miao Jun, and he didn't buy any firewood and rice, and an unfulfilled promise delayed the family. Yuan Zishi's wife hugged Yuan Xiaolang and cried.

Although Yuan Xiaolang is young, but he followed his parents to wander, and because of the lack of life, he saw the warmth and coldness of people, before Yuan Zi honestly said that Miao Jun promised to send rice and grain on Chinese New Year's Eve, the family was infinitely happy, feeling that this thousands of miles of wandering, finally had hope, who knew that such a thing would happen. I couldn't help crying with my mother.

The wives are crying, because they are sad in their hearts, and they are also confused in their hearts, and they are confused about the uncertain road ahead. When Yuan Zishi saw it, how could he be calm in his heart? When it came to disappointment, he was only more disappointed than his wife, and his wife was confused, and he was only more confused than his wife, and it was the responsibility of a husband and a father to raise and protect his wife. Miao Jun's behavior is not only treacherous, but also a heavy blow to his sanity, which is crumbling by the impact of pressure.

Yuan got up angrily, ran into the back kitchen, picked up the firewood knife, and sharpened it silently, at this moment he had no other thoughts in his heart, only thinking about killing Miao Jun to vent his anger. Until dawn, he suddenly got up, hid his knife and ran out of the door.

Du Lanzhen saw everything in his eyes, and knew that Yuan Zishi was dissatisfied with Miao Jun's tricks and fooled himself, and he had no hope for life, and he had no reason at all, and planned to die with Miao Jun. She knew everything, but she didn't mean to stop it.

Impermanence of life and death is the value of monks, and it is common to draw a sword without saying a word, since cultivating immortals, Du Lan's thinking has slowly moved closer to monks, and the redundancy of those mortals is no longer her constraints.

Moreover, Miao Jun was favored and betrayed in front of him, and he was placed in the cultivation realm, even if he was killed by Yuan Zishi, it was only normal. As for Yuan Zishi's family, Du Lanzhen didn't have too much sympathy, they were displaced, and finally settled down, but they were completely counting on being helped, they didn't think about self-reliance, they only knew that they were sitting and eating empty, although they were unladylike when they met people, but as long as they were willing to work their own, they would not end up in the current downfall.

Duran really didn't pay attention anymore, but who knew that it didn't take long for Yuan Zishi to come back. Du Lan was really surprised, and suddenly saw Xuanyuan Weng step forward, the two sat down, Xuanyuan Weng asked, "This morning, the son will Xi Shi? ”

Yuan Zishi replied: "Miao Jun's injustice makes me embarrassed!" Du Lan really listened, and secretly said Sure enough, in the eyes of these people, survival or retribution can be carried out but not played. I heard him say again, "This morning I have sharpened the frost in my arms, and I will kill him with pleasure." ”

"When I came to his door, I suddenly thought that he had really offended me, and his wife He Youyan. And there is an old mother in the hall. If he is killed now, what will his family rely on?" Yuan Zishi paused for a moment and considered every word, "I'd rather be responsible for me, not for me!"

I'd rather be burdened by others than by others. Duran was speechless for a moment. Unlike many monks, she still remembers the scriptures taught at home when she was a child, and she never had the idea of being alone, she only has the idea of helping the world at the same time, and Yuan Zishi's idea is a fool in the cultivation realm, but Du Lanzhen can't help but be shocked.

The longer she stayed in the cultivation realm, the more suspicious she became. Is this world of deceit and deceit really the world of immortals that people are pursuing? The world of monks is not only not as beautiful as mortals imagine, but on the contrary, it is even more malicious and undisguised. As long as you are strong, you can do whatever you want, there is no benevolence, righteousness and morality, only human faces and beasts.

But Du Lan really didn't really think that the mortal world was better, she clearly knew that the morality pursued by mortals was just a pursuit, and there was no real saint. Therefore, when she really met Yuan Zishi, she felt shocked.

When Xuanyuan Weng heard this, he actually bowed his head, "My son will have a future Lu, and the gods know it." ”

Yuan Zishi was puzzled, "Why do you say this?"

Xuanyuan Weng Man said, "The son has a thought of evil, and the evil ghost is to the good, and the blessing of God comes." Solid knowledge in the dark room, between the times, do not sprout your heart and do evil, do not create sin and damage virtue. He said and comforted Yuan Zishi, "I saw you go out before, accompanied by strange ghosts, some holding swords, some holding chisels, with their heads exposed, extremely vicious. After a while, you came back, accompanied by a man with a golden crown and jade pendant, with a gentle face and a relaxed attitude. It can be seen that you are coming. As he spoke, he promised to give Yuan Zishi money and rice relief.

Yuan Zishi will be suspicious, and then he will be sullen. When Duran really heard this, he couldn't help frowning. This so-called good fortune has always been an unknown theory of truth and falsehood, and none of the current monks dare to be sure of the truth or falsehood, and Xuanyuan Weng is just an ordinary monk who has not built a foundation, where does he come from the ability to see ghosts and gods? Isn't he a fool to say this? But maybe he doesn't know if he has pity for Yuan Zishi? Du Lanzhen is not interested in knowing much about it.

It wasn't until night that she opened her eyes in meditation.