something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 10 Xuantian Temple

Shangguan Nan pushed open the wooden door and walked out of his thatched hut, with a gloomy expression still on his face. He touched his bald head, which was exactly the same as before, but there was no improvement. Shangguan Nan looked at Wu Xianyu's house with a trace of confusion on his face.

"Who!"

"it's me."

Chu Lang suddenly appeared in front of Shangguannan, his eyes pretending to glance over Shangguannan's bald head inadvertently.

"Master, what is your order to me?"

"I'm going to meet my old friend and ask some questions. Nan'er, take care of the Jiange, and let the disciples not relax and practice hard."

After explaining the words, Chu Lang stood on the Evergreen Sword, and turned into a sword light with a "swoosh" and went away.

Two days later, Chu Lang got a haircut, put away the Evergreen Sword and jumped down.

What came into view was a dilapidated and desolate Taoist temple, a plaque with the word Xuantian hanging obliquely, as if it would fall down at any time.

The door of the Taoist temple was closed tightly, and there was no sound coming from the temple.

Chu Lang straightened his clothes, stretched out his hand and gently opened the door, which made a "creaking" sound.

"Old way, old way!" Chu Lang walked quickly into the temple.

"I haven't seen Chu Xiaoyou for many years, but I still look good, very good, very good."

I saw a white-browed old man with a fairy demeanor stroked his whisk, and smiled at Chu Lang.

"Well, of course I'm having a great time."

"But Xuanji is an old man, you are not doing well here."

"I remember when I came to your place nine years ago, there was still a little incense here, and there were two Taoist boys. Now you are the only one left, and there is no one to take care of it, and the dust is everywhere."

Xuanji looked at Chu Lang, smiled wryly, and said, "The old Taoist eats lightly every day, and the incense has been cut off in the temple in recent years. The parents of the two boys couldn't bear them to suffer with the old Taoist, so they took them home. It doesn't matter if the old Taoist is alone. gone."

Chu Lang sighed: "It's really a waste of their big chance that day."

"Old Daoist, you are really serious. You released the news of Xuantian Temple, what kind of glory and wealth do you want?"

Everyone in the world says that Xuantian Temple is mysterious and unpredictable. Stealing the secrets of the heavens can continue the frontier, seize the good fortune, and reverse the destiny.

But who knew that after practicing this bullshit Daotianji, he was destined to suffer from five disadvantages and three deficiencies.Widowed, widowed, lonely, alone, handicapped, blessed, rich, longevity, all of these make people uncomfortable.

The old man was suffering, but the old man had to bear it silently.

When Xuanji thought of this, he shook his head, took out the broken broom that was randomly placed, and was about to clean the temple.

Chu Lang grabbed Xuanji's broom with one hand, and looked straight at Xuanji.

Xuanji was slightly stunned, and then looked at Chu Lang calmly.

A strange atmosphere quickly spread.

After a long time, Chu Lang put down the broom and respectfully said to Xuanji, "Master Xuanji, can you do me a favor."

"Can't help, can't help." Xuanji said while bending down to pick up the broom on the ground.

Chu Lang snatched the broom again, and said to Xuanji, "Forget that I owe you a favor."

"If you really can't help, little friend Chu, don't embarrass the old man." Xuanji took the broom from Chu Lang's hand and shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, you probably won't be able to help you as an old man anyway, I came to you mainly to catch up on the old days."

While talking, Chu Lang kept taking out plates of chicken, duck and fish exuding a strong aroma from the ring, and then took out two bottles of fine wine.

"Next." Chu Lang threw one of the bottles of wine to Xuanji.

Xuanji quickly caught it, threw the lid of the wine, took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine, and showed an intoxicated expression.

God is pitiful, since the incense in the Taoist temple was cut off, Xuanji hasn't eaten meat for many years, let alone smell the aroma of wine.

Xuanji couldn't wait to drink the fine wine in his hand.

"Good wine, it really is a rare good wine."

"Little friend Chu, I haven't seen you for many years, and his methods have become more and more unpredictable. This ability to conjure things out of thin air is really unique. I just don't know if Xiaoyou Chu can give the old man a few more bottles of fine wine. The old man was just drinking heavily. Before I had time to taste it carefully, the bottle had already bottomed out."

Chu Lang looked at the appearance of the old man drinking just now, and smiled, and then threw a few bottles of fine wine to Xuanji, who couldn't wait to drink again.

"Come, come, don't just drink, eat meat."

"That's what my friend said."

The two sat on the ground and began to drink and eat meat.

After drinking and eating, Xuanji showed a satisfied expression, and then looked at Chu Lang silently.

After a while, Xuanji sighed: "Young friend Chu can go to Donglin City, maybe you can get something, but this trip will not be too smooth, you need to be more careful."

"Thank you, old man." Chu Lang said respectfully to Xuanji.

"Okay, okay, go, little friend, or you will regret it later." Xuanji suddenly began to urge Chu Lang to leave.

Although Chu Lang was curious, he stepped on the Evergreen Sword and turned into a beam of sword light and flew towards Donglin City.

Seeing Chu Lang flying away, Xuanji was about to get the broom, when suddenly a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, Xuanji reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "It's a loss, this time it's a big loss."

At this moment, at the entrance of Xuantian Taoist Temple.

A woman stood in front of the gate, as if caught in the memories of the past.She has clear and ethereal eyes, a clean and beautiful appearance, wearing a light gauze white dress, and the whole body is covered with light smoke and mist, which seems real and unreal, making people unpredictable.

The woman seemed to have made up her mind, gently pushed open the door and walked into the temple.

A smell of wine and meat rushed towards her face, and the woman's nose wrinkled slightly.

"The young master of the Goddess Palace is here, and the old Taoist has neglected, so forgive me." The white-browed old Taoist, who smelled of alcohol, said heartily to Mu Bingyan.

"Dare to ask, but Taoist Xuantian Guanxuanji is in person?" Mu Bingyan saluted the old Taoist.

"It's the old way." Xuanji looked at Mu Bingyan with a smile.

"Can Daoist Xuanji make a fortune for the little girl?" Mu Bingyan tightly grasped the sword with his right hand.

"If you have a fate, you can't hide from it. If you don't have a fate, you can't touch it. If the fate arises, you will gather, and if the fate ends, you will disperse."

"Young Palace Master, please come back!"

Xuanji shook his head and sighed while sweeping the Taoist temple with a broom.

"Does it mean that my fate with him is over?"

Mu Bingyan stared into the distance in a daze, and murmured: "But he said he would come to me, he said so!"

A scene from ten years ago seemed to flash before his eyes.

On the streets of a busy city, a young man and a woman cuddle up to each other.

The young man has sword eyes and eyebrows, and his white clothes are better than snow.

The young girl is dressed in white, and she is unparalleled in beauty.

What a fairy couple!
"Hee hee, Brother Chu, do you like me?" The girl looked at Chu Lang innocently.

A trace of unbearableness flashed across Chu Lang's face, and he said to Mu Bingyan when he was a girl: "I like it."

"Then why do you like me?" The girl looked at Chu Lang slyly.

Chu Lang's face was full of tenderness, and he looked at Mu Bingyan affectionately.

"Even if the world is dimly lit every night,
Not as good as the starlight in your eyes. "

(End of this chapter)