Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 167 Hardworking Lady, Grinding Tofu (Subscribe, Recommend)
Qingping Mountain, although the peak is emerald green, it has already shown the autumnal look.

On the journey of cultivating immortals, this is just a common scene, just like ordinary people who count the sky and calculate the changes in the weather.

For Zhou Yu, the changes of the four seasons during the year are the scenery every time he wakes up.

After all, often after a retreat, you will find that the beginning of the year is early and the end of the year has come.

And this is just the Qi training environment.

The vicissitudes of life, ten thousand years at a glance, not only symbolize the joy of longevity, but also a kind of inexplicable loneliness.

But ask for something!
"You came back this time, and what you brought back is enough for the family to use for ten years, but at this moment, there is a sense of hurt in your eyes." Zhou Ye stood with his hands behind his back, letting the mountaintop The cold wind blew his clothes and robes rattling, and in his indifferent face, there was a trace of the solemnity of a father, and he said in a deep voice.

"This month, although you've acted casually as usual, you've cared too much about your cultivation, whether it's your mother or your younger brother."

"How long will it take to go this time?" Zhou Ye asked after a while.

"Ten days and half a month." Zhou Yu said quite casually.

"..." Zhou Ye.

Seeing that his father's forehead seemed to go dark in a daze, Zhou Yu added with a smile in his heart.

"Actually, I don't know how long it will be. But before Daoji, there should be time to come back. It's just that the mother and the younger brother don't enter the Xiantian realm for a day, and the child will always be inexplicably nervous."

"As for grandpa, he is only 60 years old now with the fifth level of Qi training, and with these pills I brought back, he can live another 100 years."

"But my mother is different from my younger brother. Martial artists born in nature are too fragile, just like the luxuriant leaves. No one knows whether it will be cold or yellow after tonight."

"When your mother and Hao'er are not congenital, I will stay at home and supervise them. With the current pill, both of them will be congenital within ten years. This is my father's promise to you."

"Father……"

"elder brother……"

"Mother told you to go back and have dinner."

At this time, three roars came from the distant sky, and Zhou Hao was sitting on Liu Yunhe's back and shouting excitedly, behind him was Feng Xiaoping who looked nervous and guarded his safety.

Let a nine-year-old child take care of a five-year-old child, and fly all over the sky on a crane.

If it weren't for knowing that Feng Xiaoping's current cultivation has reached the sixth level of qi training, which is higher than his father, Zhou Ye would definitely hang and beat the person who ordered him.

But even if he knew the truth, he couldn't be happy, instead, there was a bit of bitterness deep in his heart.

It turned out that his arms were not wide enough to protect his child.

Although, in his heart, he still has pride.

"Let's go father, mother is waiting for us to go home for dinner." Zhou Yu said suddenly at this moment, waking up the silent Zhou Ye.

"it is good."

The next moment, the two of them leaped towards the cliff, and then two Cranes roared up and flew towards the villa at the foot of the mountain.

……

into the night.

An oil lamp was burning slowly, and the smoke with the smell of gray coal filled a simple room.

"Sir, it's time to rest." At this moment, a soft voice sounded from behind, but it was a simple but gentle woman walking gently.

The palm of his hand should have looked extremely soft, but it was covered with calluses at the moment, and his slightly rough hand was holding a bowl of steaming ginger tea.

"You have just recovered from a serious illness. According to the doctor, you need a good rest at this time, so that you can recover quickly. Why do you have to stay up late and don't cherish yourself so much." The woman said with a distressed face.

"The illness has recovered a lot. Don't worry, my lady. If you don't believe me, you can fight with your husband and you will know." Wang Sheng said with ambiguous eyes.

"Sir, you are not serious again." The woman's heart was shaken by these words, and under the dim light, her shameful face was even more charming.

Wang Sheng's eyes straightened up when he saw it, but the woman's shy face became hotter and hotter, and he subconsciously wanted to put down the soup bowl and run away.

Snapped!
At this time, he felt his hand tighten, and he was caught by his husband, and he staggered, unfortunately, he was held in his arms.

"Sir, don't..."

"Don't want anything?" Wang Sheng didn't answer, but rubbed the woman's rough fingers with his smooth hand, and said distressedly.

"I took the exam for my husband for three years, failed once, and now I have been ill for another year. In the past four years, the family has no money, and all the relatives and friends in the past have disappeared. It is all supported by the wife alone. The ground tofu has been sold. As a husband... I am really ashamed, ashamed to be the head of this family."

"Husband, don't say that..." The woman was about to comfort her when she suddenly felt a chill on her face.

Looking up, he found that there was a frivolous look in Wang Sheng's eyes, and there was already a sad expression on his face, tears dripped down his face.

"The lady who works hard grinds tofu, the lady who works hard grinds tofu..." Wang Sheng murmured, tears kept rolling down, buried in the woman's plump chest with shame.

"Even so, the husband should take good care of his body. Only in this way can the Wang family regain its prestige." Listening to the husband's self-blame but full of love sentence, the woman's tears kept rolling down, as if to Put all the bitterness of these years into a torch, and burn them all.

That night, Wang Sheng proved himself.

But after the two fell asleep in a lingering hug, his brows suddenly frowned in his originally sweet sleeping position, and black air was entangled and submerged in it.

"Wang Sheng, are you guilty?" In his sleep, Wang Sheng felt as if he had come to a dark hall, and as he asked this question, a bright light suddenly lit up in front of him.

He saw a seemingly elegant but mighty statue appearing in front of him, and it turned out to be in the temple.

Looking at the statue in front of him, Wang Sheng was startled, and the more he looked at the statue, the more familiar he became.

It is a high-ranking official who walked out of Jiangling City 40 years ago, but it is said that he later seemed to participate in the prince's conquest of the heir, not only was he executed, but even his own talent temple was also deprived. Now he is lonely and dilapidated Unbearable.

"Jun Wuhou?" Wang Sheng asked tentatively.

"That's right." Another righteous voice came from inside the stone statue.

"Xiaosheng Wang Mingbai met Jun Wuhou, but he didn't know why Jun Wuhou would invite Xiaosheng to have a dream talk in the middle of the night, and what is the crime?"

Wang Sheng is not the kind of sour person who only knows how to read books, and he also knows that there are capable people and strange people in this world, so after knowing where he is, there is no trace of panic on his face.

"What a scholar, don't be surprised by favor or humiliation. I think it won't take long before you understand the aura of arrogance, and you will be free from evil spirits. It's just a pity that you won't be able to wait for that day." The statue suddenly praised, but in the words, it showed regret .

"Why did Marquis Junwu make such a statement?" Wang Sheng frowned when he heard this.

"Your wife, Wang Liushi."

"What about my wife?"

"If you still want to win the gold medal, you must stay away from your wife. If you don't want to, not only will you still fail the exam, but you will also be in danger of your life."

"It's a bunch of nonsense, you're so panic-stricken, it's getting late, and I ask Jun Wuhou to leave my dream immediately." Wang Sheng said with a cold face when he heard the words.

"You will understand..." Following these words, Wang Sheng suddenly felt that the scene in front of him began to blur and fade away.

When he woke up, it was already broad daylight, and his wife beside him had disappeared.

"Butterfly?"

(Shouldn’t be counted as driving, nervous jpg)

(End of this chapter)