Emperor of Nine Suns

Chu Chen looked at the people coming and going on the street, men, women and children looked very relaxed, but he smelled a hint of danger in the air!

Could it be that in this mortal world, I met Ling Xuan's master's sweetheart, if it was really him, ten myself and Tong Meng would also die. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

Chu Chen quickly closed his eyes, released his spiritual sense and hovered over the entire town like a big bird. A three-dimensional hologram of the town suddenly appeared in his mind, every detail was clearly visible, and every plant and tree became Incomparably clear. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

After a cup of tea, Chu Chen opened his eyes, and let out a long breath.

"How is it?" Tong Meng, the younger junior sister beside her, was full of concern.

"There should be no danger. I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, so I'm nervous." Chu Chen smiled.

Hearing this statement, Tong Meng breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to bring danger and misfortune to her hometown because of her return.

The small town of Luwang is not very big, with a radius of only tens of miles. So soon, the two came to a slightly low tile-roofed house. But seeing that the door of the room was ajar, some cock crowing sounds could be faintly heard from inside.

When he walked to the door, Tong Meng suddenly became nervous, looked up and down carefully the clothes on his body, a pair of small hands kept clenching and loosening, and even his body trembled slightly.

Feeling so close to home...

Chu Chen smiled slightly, took a step forward, and slowly pushed open the quaint gate in the small courtyard.

"Sister Tong's family, it's really hard to sell embroidery now, it's not that I lowered your price..."

The courtyard door was pushed open, and in the simple courtyard, two people were arguing softly.

A woman looked about 40 or 50 years old, with a thin body, wearing simple plain clothes, her face was sallow, and her complexion was not very good.

The other woman was in her fifties or sixties, with a slightly fat body. She didn't look too young, but her face was still smeared with makeup and she was wearing fancy clothes.

The two were slightly discussing the market situation of embroidery, and then saw the door open, and two handsome figures like gods pushed the door and walked in.

The difference between a monk and a secular person can be seen from the appearance alone. A person who cultivates the Tao, because he has absorbed the aura of heaven and earth for many years and tempered his spiritual consciousness, so the overall temperament will appear extremely light and unstained. miscellaneous.

In addition, Chu Chen and Tong Meng themselves are Bùcuò, with a delicate and lovely face like a porcelain doll, and a handsome and elegant sword-browed and star-eyed one, who are really eye-catching like fairy children.

Therefore, seeing these two people entering the door, the two women who were talking softly in the courtyard were stunned for a moment, and after seeing their faces clearly, the somewhat thin woman's expression suddenly brightened: "Meng'er, you are back!"

"mother!"

Tong Meng called out softly, rushed over and hugged her, and immediately burst into tears.

"Don't cry, I didn't even cry as an old woman. You are a cultivator, why do you still shed tears like before? I can see you again before I die. I'm too happy. How can you cry?" Mrs. Tong was also a little excited. The eye sockets suddenly became moist, and he wiped his eyes lightly.

The red-eyed Tong Meng hugged her adoptive mother even tighter.

Mrs. Tong gently held Tong Meng's face, looked at it carefully for a while and said with a smile, "My Meng'er is really getting more and more beautiful. When I first saw it, I didn't even dare to recognize it."

"Mother is getting younger and younger."

"You little girl, I asked you to cultivate immortals, but you cultivated so sweetly." Mrs. Tong pinched Tong Meng's face, and then asked softly, "You are so busy following the immortals to practice Taoism, why...you have time to come back."

"Mother, even a fairy has to go home to visit relatives." Tong Meng chuckled and said something charmingly.

"Is this Meng'er? Oh, I haven't seen you for three years, and she's already so beautiful, I almost don't dare to recognize her."

Seeing the reunion scene of mother and daughter, the slightly fat woman next to her sighed softly, and immediately burst into smiles.

"Auntie Li."

Hearing this, Tong Meng turned to look at the fat woman, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, "Today I am reunited with my mother, if Aunt Li has nothing important to do, she will go back, so that our mother and son Speak well."

Chu Chen next to him was slightly taken aback. Junior sister has always been kind to others, no matter who she talks to, she always looks polite, why is she acting so rude at this time?

"Yes, yes, I will go back."

Tong Meng's unceremonious tone did not anger the fat woman at all. She looked Tong Meng up and down with a wide smile, and the wrinkles on her face were all huddled together.

When he walked to Chu Chen's side, seeing Chu Chen Yushu Linfeng's dignified appearance, Li's aunt smiled slightly: "What a handsome young man, are you married yet? Do you want my aunt to introduce you to a girl? A famous lady, Xiaojiabiyu, everything you expect ..."

"Auntie, please go."

Before the fat woman finished speaking, Tong Meng's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, and the impatience in her voice was already very obvious. Aunt Li's family froze for a moment, and couldn't help but hurried out.

Chu Chen found out that Junior Sister was not generally disgusted with this fat woman. It seemed that she often took advantage of Mrs. Tong.

She practiced in Biquan Xianzong for three full years and only came back once, so the adoptive mother of the younger junior sister seemed extremely happy, and enthusiastically invited Chu Chen to sit in the wing room, then dug out a bag of tea from the bottom of the box, and burned a new pot After the boiling water was brewed, he brought it to Chu Chen respectfully: "Shangxian, please drink some tea."

People in the small town are far away from the world of monks, and they can't tell the difference between monks and real gods at all. Therefore, in the hearts of simple old people, all people who practice Taoism are gods in the sky, and they must not be neglected.

"Auntie, you really broke me!"

Chu Chen hurriedly got up and took the teacup with a hole missing. The cup was rough, but the fragrance of the tea was attractive.

"Sit down for a while, I'll cook for you." Mrs. Tong walked towards the kitchen as she spoke, and Tong Mengmeng followed her up and down to help.

When the elders of Biquan Xianzong brought Tong Meng to the mountain, they saw that Mrs. Tong was living in poverty alone, so they felt compassionate and left some money to support her.

It was thanks to the blessing of the elder of the outer sect that Mrs. Tong bought this house from someone who was about to move, and she finally had a shelter from the wind and rain.

So Chu Chen was bored and looked around. This house was a typical farm courtyard.

There are two side rooms, one for the main room and the other for the bedroom; a small courtyard, a kitchen, and two side rooms next to it, one is a firewood room, which is reserved for storing some sundries. Another side house is reserved for feeding some chickens, ducks and pigs, which looks extremely simple. The little junior sister looks delicate and weak, delicate and lovely, with a fairy air, but she is not ambiguous at all when she does her work.