In the end, it was Chai Lao who smelled a trace of the residual fragrance of intermittent ointment from Chen Yuan's body, so he stopped complaining and nagging, and then let Chen Yuan go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Taking Chen Yuan around the small building and walking back, Chai Lao instructed: "You have to rest well and recover as soon as possible, so that you can take over my career." ”

This is still a career, how tall and lofty it is for people who don't know to hear it, but Chen Yuan knows it very clearly: Isn't it just sweeping the ground.

But people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Chen Yuan finally responded aggrievedly-now that the dog is not around, he lacks confidence.

Fortunately, it's just sweeping the floor, this job was also done when he was assigned by Ying Tianzong in the twenty-seventh, Chen Yuan comforted himself in his heart, if I go to clean the toilet, I can't fight with this old man.

Bypassing the small building and seeing a hut, Chen Yuan naturally thought that this was the accommodation arranged for him, and walked over without hesitation - he was indeed a little tired from traveling thousands of miles all the way.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan was caught by Chai Lao.

He looked at Chen Yuan and asked in surprise, "What do you kid think, that's where you live." ”

Following what Chai Lao pointed at, Chen Yuan hesitated: "But there...... It should be a firewood room, right?"

"That's right, but there is only one bed in this house, as the saying goes, respect the old and love the young, you can't let the old man sleep in the firewood room. Chai Lao said as a matter of course.

You...... Is that what you said to give me a good rest?

Respect the old and love the young, respect the old and love the young, I respect the old, but I haven't seen you love the young!

Chen Yuan took a long deep breath, and kept telling himself repeatedly in his heart, to be impatient and impatient, isn't it a firewood house, isn't it just a thatched shop, green and natural and pollution-free, I endured it......

It will take some time for Lord Gouyu to come back, and during this time, Chen Yuan decided to keep a low profile and did not have any superfluous plans.

In the past few days of waiting for his arm to recover, Chen Yuan did not go out of the gate, and squatted in the firewood room to recuperate, and even the daily food and drink were sent by the old chai.

The two have intersected, and when they are bored and panicked in their spare time, Chen Yuan will also chat with Na Chai Lao.

After a few days of contact, Chen Yuan's attitude towards Chai Lao has changed a little.

Although this old man is a little selfish, a little stingy, a little stingy, a little snobbish, and a little poisonous......

Well, Chen Yuan thought sadly, except for talking, he couldn't find any advantage in this old man.

But is chatter an advantage......

Ten days later, when Chen Yuan's arm had just grown, Chai Lao couldn't wait to share his career with Chen Yuan - before dawn, Chen Yuan was dragged up and a broom was stuffed into his hand.

It was still that small building, in the square in front of the door, Chen Yuan was listlessly fiddling with his broom, and asked, "Hey, Lao Chai, how much will the sect pay me for sweeping the land for a month?"

"Remuneration?" Chai Lao stopped his movements and said in disbelief, "You know that you are a black household, the kind that is not organized, and you still want to be paid?"

"You must know that your daily food and drink are divided from my rations, if it weren't for my old man's old age and bad appetite, how could you have your share of food, and you still tell me about the payment?"

This day is really unbearable, Chen Yuan thought sadly.

At this moment, Chen Yuan extremely hoped that Gou Yu or Mu Xiyan could come back as soon as possible and save him from the dire situation.

Although Lao Chai often boasted to Chen Yuan that he had eaten more salt than he had eaten, and crossed more bridges than Chen Yuan had walked, Chen Yuan also admitted that there was not much water in Lao Chai's words.

Although I don't know how old Lao Chai is, listening to his daily nagging, you can see that the old man in front of him does have a lot of experience.

One day, Lao Chai suddenly thought when he was chatting, looked at Chen Yuan and asked: "The old man has a magnificent life, and it would be a pity if he didn't leave something for future generations to hang on." ”

"Hey, how about I write an autobiography?"

Writing an autobiography is indeed a good way for Chen Yuan to leave his mark in this world.

This practice is quite popular in this world.

When he was in Ying Tianzong, Chen Yuan visited the Scripture Pavilion many times.

In addition to the classics, most of the collections in the Scripture Pavilion are biographies left by predecessors of various eras.

In my spare time, reading one or two can not only pass the time, but also find the emotional resonance with my predecessors between the lines, and increase my experience without leaving home.

But the problem is that those predecessors who left biographies are either extraordinary in cultivation or noble status, so you have to be an elder pavilion master or something, so you are embarrassed to put your biography in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

As for you Lao Chai, even if you write a biography, who would be interested in someone else's cleaning life.

However, Chen Yuan's basin of cold water did not discourage Lao Chai's interest.

Only one night later, the resolute Lao Chai came with a thin booklet and asked Chen Yuan to help straighten it out.

"Xiao Chen, help me take a look, this is the first book of my autobiography, and it is very important to get off to a good start. Lao Chai said solemnly.

"The first one?" Chen Yuan asked, "Do you still want to make a series?"

"This is only when I am twenty years old, of course, it is only the first book," Lao Chai said quietly, "As for the sum of all of them, I probably plan to write eighty books." ”

"Eighty?"

Chen Yuan exclaimed, and then instantly reacted to a question: "By the way, I've always been embarrassed to ask, how old are you, Lao Chai?"

"Hmm," Lao Chai snapped his fingers, and finally said with some worry, "It's probably more than 1,600 years old, and I'm a little unsure about how long it has been." ”

Chen Yuan was silent.

Born as a human being, there is no exception to the longevity.

Mortals are only a hundred years, building the foundation of three Jiazi, Jin Danshou three hundred, Yuan Ying ten Jiazi, distraction for a thousand years, combined with thirty Jiazi, Mahayana free in the world for three thousand years.

If Lao Chai really lived for more than 1,600 years as he said, it would mean that the old man in front of him, who chatted and farted with him every day and didn't look amazing, was at least a great power in the realm of integration!

Chen Yuan asked a little speechlessly, "Lao Chai, are you joking with me?"

"What do you say?" Lao Chai smiled and did not reply directly to Chen Yuan.

However, Chen Yuan had already gotten the answer he wanted from Lao Chai's eyes.

Think about your own Yingtian Sect, during the merger period, either the sect master or the elder was first-class, but in front of him, the shriveled old man of the merger period, Chengtian Sect, actually swept the floor every day?

The world is crazy.

If the Chengtian Sect can have such strength, why hasn't it unified the world yet!

But in any case, Chen Yuan finally became interested in Lao Chai's autobiography.