The farmhouse rests early, and soon after dark, the lights are gone, and only the night is shrouded in the whole day, the frogs in the four fields are chirping, the fruit groves dotted with fireflies are filled with the fragrance of fruits, and the small animals that rise at night stretch their bodies, busily looking for food for their hungry stomachs.

Bats glide through the air, owls stand on tree poles, their huge eyes fixed on a vole in the grass that is poking its head out of its hole.

Finally, the vole, which thought it was safe, slipped out silently, and suddenly a weasel and a hedgehog sprang out of the oblique side, brushing shoulders with the owl that had swooped down in the air, and almost collided with each other.

A graceful and beautiful man in a purple costume appeared on the path of the fruit forest, and the little animal listened attentively, as if forgetting the fight, and re-burrowed into the grass.

The purple-clothed beauty stood at the foot of the small slope, looked at the three tiled houses above, stopped, her eyes were full of leisurely memories, and after hesitating for a while, the purple-clothed beauty walked up the slope.

The dog in the kennel looked up at Beauty, whimpered and fell back on his stomach, and the uneasy cooing of chickens could be heard from the coop.

The purple-clothed beauty stood in front of the door and knocked on the wooden door with her wrist.

Yin Shi, who was lying at the end of the bed, was awakened, opened her eyes, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

"Who?" said the old farmer's inquiry.

"It's me! There was obviously something strange in the purple-clothed beauty's voice.

"Xiaoyue!" said the old farmer's wife excitedly, and ran to open the door without even turning on the light.

The old farmer didn't move, Yin Shi became curious, this woman named Xiaoyue seems to have a lot to do with the family, but why did she appear so late? Compared with the excitement of his wife, the old farmer seemed much more indifferent.

"Squeak....... The door opened, and the old woman saw the purple-clothed beauty with tears in her eyes by the moonlight, looking at herself vividly, and couldn't help it anymore, she took her into her arms and cried: "You dead girl, you still know how to come back!"

"Grandma!" the purple-clothed beauty screamed, hugging the old woman and crying.

It turned out to be a granddaughter, not a daughter! Yin Shi then understood, listening to the voice of this woman named Mingyue, it seemed that she was about thirty, and the old peasant couple was always going to count up to seventy, and when she looked at the tough appearance of the old peasant couple, she thought that they were only sixty years old.

The two hugged their heads and cried for a while, and the old woman helped her granddaughter away, looked her up and down, and said with satisfaction: "Okay!

When the lights in the hall were turned on, the old peasant finally got up, and said coldly: "Of course they are good! Does it have anything to do with you? Has she ever come to see you over the years?"

"Grandpa!" the purple-clothed beauty pulled out of her grandmother's hand and bowed to the old farmer.

Hearing the call of the purple-clothed beauty, the curve of the old farmer's stiff face instantly eased a lot, and no matter how hard he tried to freeze his heart, he couldn't resist the soft call of the juniors, the old farmer sighed, but still said stubbornly: "Say, what's the matter here?"

"Boss! Xiaoyue has to have something to do to go home?" The old woman got angry, pulled the purple-clothed beauty into the hall, asked her to do it, looked at it for a while, didn't know what to think, and tears flowed down again.

"Cry! you know cry!" the old farmer who was scolded by the old woman was a little irritable.

The purple-clothed beauty comforted the old woman in a low voice, and after she calmed down, she raised her head and asked, "Grandpa, there are guests at home?"

The old farmer's eyes flashed, and he sneered: "You won't come here for them too, right?"

Yin Shi, who was lying on the bed, was shocked, and suddenly faintly felt that the old farmer's family should not be simple, she listened to Wang Shixian's sleeping breathing, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"If it's a young man and a woman, that's it. The purple-clothed beauty said without hesitation.

"What did they do? Do you still have to work with the Qin family lady to track it down thousands of miles herself? Could it be that the unlucky groom is your Qin family?" the old farmer sneered.

Yin Shiru thundered, and she suddenly remembered that the wife of the Qin family, that is, Qin Junshan's grandmother, seemed to be surnamed Ming! Isn't this ...... She quietly pinched the flesh of Wang Shixian's calf with her hand, trying to wake him up.

"That unlucky groom is not only the Qin family, but also your great-grandson!" said the purple-clothed beauty with a sigh.

The old farmer and his wife looked at each other, feeling that they had been busy for a day and helped two outsiders who hurt their family!

The old woman swallowed her words again, bowed her head and said nothing.

Under the dim light, the hall fell into a short silence, which made Yin Shi in the inner room anxious, but the hateful thing was that Wang Shixian couldn't even pinch it to wake up!

"Girl, if you are awake, will you come out?" said the old peasant gently towards the back room.

Yin Shi was helpless, got out of bed and moved to the hall, and saw a purple-clothed beauty sitting next to the old woman.

Mrs. Qin has always stayed at home, and it is difficult for outsiders to see her, but now she looks like she is thirty years old, her face is like a full moon, dignified and wealthy, and her eyebrows and eyes are vaguely similar to Qin Junshan.

Even if Yin Shi is not a cultivator, she knows that she can still be in such a state at such an advanced age, and the three members of this family are all cultivators!

Mingyue smiled kindly, got up and reached out to pull Yin Shi's hand.

Yin Shi wanted to hide, but his hands didn't know when they fell into Mingyue's warm hands.

"You're really here! What a good girl! The real person is much more amiable than in the photo! No wonder I like my grandfather! Junshan cried and shouted that he wanted to marry you!" Mingyue exclaimed.

"It's our responsibility that the family didn't protect you! I heard that you have to regret this family business?"

Mrs. Qin was surprisingly gentle, and she spoke with a convincing charm that made people involuntarily want to get close to her.

"Yes!" Yin Shi's face turned pale, but she still nodded stubbornly.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Mingyue's eyes, she had traveled thousands of miles to rush here for her beloved grandson, but not to listen to this.

"Wang Xianjun can be inside?"

Yin Shibei bit her lower lip tightly and did not make a sound.

"Wang Xianjun?" the old farmer's eyes flashed, and he said, "Can you be called an immortal, is it very powerful?"

Mingyue nodded affirmatively and said, "It's very powerful!" Song Jingzhou personally passed it on, the tenth master of the Heavenly List, who defeated a group of sixth- and seventh-level cultivators who were chasing him at noon today, and left with this girl from Wan Wensheng, who was ranked fourth on the Heavenly List. ”

The old peasant was taken aback and said, "What kind of Heavenly Rank master? Sixth- and seventh-level cultivators? Did Song Jingzhou die more than sixty years ago? Wan Wensheng is the drunkard who chased after your Aunt Yan?"

"My grandfather has been in the mountains for a long time, and he doesn't listen to things outside the window, so it is inevitable that he doesn't know the changes in the martial arts during this time. Mingyue sighed: "Even I almost can't keep up with the changes in the world." ”

"Hmph!" the old peasant snorted coldly: "For thousands of years, aren't they all like that? What changes can there be? It's true that a generation is not as good as a little! A drunkard can rank fourth on the heavenly list, is it a competition to drink? Even a doll can't compete, and it's not a shame!"