The night around the bonfire is a good time to tell a horror story, and the osmanthus hair stands on end, thinking that she has seen a ghost alive, and instead of pinching each other, the two real people compete to reveal their hearts here.

Am I eating too many crabs, am I having auditory and visual hallucinations, or is it the fault that the moonlight is too beautiful?

The crab's pincers crackled open in the fire and died, and the moon swished behind the clouds to show that it would never take the blame.

However, Zhu Chengbi's story is completely different from Ye Zhiqiu's painting style.

Ye Zhenren was concise and to the point, just lightly talking about his experience of destroying the Dan Broken Sword, and his tone was calm as if he was saying that today's rice was burned, let's cook a pot again. But anyone can guess the tragic situation at that time, as well as the hardships and pains he experienced that ordinary people could not imagine.

When Zhu Zhenren talks about the past, it is another style, which can be described as warm at the beginning, flat in the process, and abrupt in the ending.

"I have a nephew who has fairy bones, but it's a pity that he is inferior, and he is stupid and not clever. “

The two people next to her were still listening intently, she had finished the topic and began to gnaw on crabs again. Osmanthus was stunned for a while before she understood what Immortal Master Zhu meant, and said weakly: "Is it because you have been teaching this nephew to practice, so you have a lot of experience and experience in cultivating disciples?"

Zhu Chengbi snorted, until everyone thought she wouldn't say anything, and then said: "My brother passed away early, leaving only this bit of blood and bones." My father and sister-in-law easily pulled him up, but I didn't expect to find out that there was a fairy fate. This kid is an infatuated person, who only wants to practice, and is almost stunned. “

"It's a pity that the fairy bones are innate, and they can't be reluctant. When I was in the lower courtyard, I took care of it, and I was finally able to mix the identity of an outer disciple. But the threshold for the upper court is too high, and he can't get in with such qualifications at all, unless he pays a large sum of spirit stones. “

She glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, "Ye Zhenren is a genius disciple of Yunshan, and he probably doesn't know such a thing. Those who squeeze into the door by paying spirit stones can only be counted as miscellaneous labor, and all the disciples do not have the share they deserve, and they can only pass on some basic exercises. All kinds of medicinal materials and high-grade exercises needed during the period of the upper courtyard must be exchanged for spirit stones or merit points. “

Osmanthus suddenly realized, and thought, "No wonder Zhu Zhenren, you are obviously an inner disciple, but you can't walk when you see the spirit stone and merit value, it turns out that there is such a bottomless pit to fill." “

Ye Zhiqiu scratched his head, "Cultivation is already a fluke, it is good to be indomitable and move forward bravely, but if your nephew is really limited, why should he be so forceful." If you are a real person, please forgive me for saying bluntly, it is enough to have one person in an ordinary family to practice enough to bless the peace of several generations. Zhu Zhenren loves the hearts of the younger generations, but how difficult it is to support the two of them by himself. “

He thought to himself, if your nephew is really ordinary, and the resources consumed are even greater than ordinary monks, the pills and merit values he spent on cultivating all the way to the late stage of foundation building in the upper courtyard are estimated to be enough for you to form a Yuan Infant.

This account is very clear and calculated, and Zhu Chengbi has no unclear reason. He can only point to the end, so as not to make a shallow and deep speech that is not beautiful.

Zhu Chengbi sighed, "There is only this one grandson under his parents' knees, and he has been sluggish since he was a child, so he refuses to disobey his wishes in every possible way." “

She looked at Ye Zhiqiu and Guiyuan's expressions, and smiled a little, knowing that she had suddenly become a poor woman in their hearts who was oppressed by her family to support her nephew who was unable to support her nephew despite her outstanding talents.

Of course, there was not a single word in what she said just now, but only she knew it best. The Heavenly Demon is a ruthless and desireless body, and after the calamity, it is necessary to slowly appreciate the seven emotions and six desires, and the process is far more difficult than the monk's experience of entering the world and cultivating the mind.

And the entangled and complicated family relationship is of course also part of these cultivations.

After sharing secrets together, the atmosphere between the three of them seemed to have eased a lot. Zhu Chengbi felt the emotional changes in his body, and was very satisfied with his new attempt to repair the demon soul.