The smell of food wafted from the thatched house, could it be that his adoptive parents were still obsessively watching his return? It was still noon, and the longing under the yellow spring could hardly be faintly flooded.

The white-robed old man squinted his eyes again, and silently led a few people into the thatched house, with a simple layout, cold furniture, and the big yellow dog in his old age was still nesting in front of the stove, listlessly looking at the fire in the stove. The cook is a woman in blue, who is already a, and she still has charm. Of course, this is not the adoptive mother of the Jiang family back then, the adoptive mother is an ordinary riverside woman who will not wear a new dress all year round.

In the inner room, a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt sit, reading a fragment of a book intently, looking like he was full of poetry and books. This is naturally not the adoptive father of the Jiang family back then, the adoptive father is a sturdy man who fishes for a living, except for fishing, there is almost nothing to be proud of.

A young man in white stood in front of the window, holding a piece of Yaoqin in his arms, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be thinking of a bosom friend far away from the end of the world. Of course, this is not the Jiang family Lang back then, the Jiang family Lang was just a child who liked to go to the river at that time, not only did he not know that there were rivers and lakes in the world, but he would not know that there were piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the world.

Xuanyuan Wuwu was not surprised, but Miss Mei'er and Miss Xin'er were puzzled and confused because Jiang Jiaji and these four strange people who had never seen before suddenly appeared in the Spiritual Secret Realm. The white-robed old man seemed to see through their thoughts, and said leisurely: "The wind and dust are always like a dream, why bother to be too stubborn, it's really illusory." The old man had a relationship with his mother-in-law who was unknown to outsiders, and it was reasonable for him to linger in her immortal land for a while this time. ”

At this time, the woman in blue walked into the room from the stove and said: "Everyone in the world has rumored that since the Jiang family has studied under the Emperor of Jiaoyang, he has both civil and military talents, and his machine is unparalleled, he is courageous, and he is handsome and affectionate, and the wind god is graceful. ”

As he spoke, his big eyes lingered on Jiang Zuo Buyi and Xuanyuan Wuwu's faces for a long time. The white-robed old man snorted and said, "are old, and they are still good at amorous style, and you should also reflect on yourself." ”

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt put down the scroll in his hand and said, "Holy man, don't look at incivility, don't smell incivility." The third child, in addition to painting and cooking, it is time to read the sage books. The woman in blue chuckled lightly and said, "It's also what the saint said, doesn't the second brother remember?"

Qin Zhongweng looked at the four of them, kept silent, and at this time his heart moved, and asked: "Forgive the old man for being presumptuous, I have a word to ask, I don't know if it's okay?" The white-robed old man glanced at him, and said slowly: "Could it be that you don't know the origin of the four old men?" Qin Zhongwen said: "Before the old man decided to practice and enter the Tao, he also rolled in the earthly world for many years, and at that time, I heard that there were four immortals in the two worlds of Xianfan that made people look up to the mountains. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man in the white robe: "What makes people look up to the mountains? There is no need to pat the old man and the four of them on the back, we have self-knowledge, it should be a headache at that time, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil." ”

Although Qin Zhongweng was interrupted by the white-robed old man, he felt that this old man was really arrogant and admirable, and said with a smile: "At that time, everyone called the four people the four idiots of the wind and dust, dare to ask the old man, are the four of you the four idiots of the wind and dust that day?"

The white-clothed young man standing in front of the window turned his head, looked at Jiang Zuo Buyi, laughed loudly, and said: "When the wind and dust were all over the world, the later Emperor of the Bright Sun had not yet debuted, and his two teachers hated the two elders and were also polite to us. It's a shame that there are still people who remember, and for this reason, I also have to make a big disclosure. ”

Jiang Zuo Buyi heard him talk about his two ancestors and masters, although the words were not respectful, but they were not rude, and smiled slightly, thinking that it was a tribute.

The white-robed old man seemed to be reminiscing about the past, muttered for a moment, and said: "The old things have long since faded with the weather, and when I mention it, I will sigh in vain." What are you talking about it?"