[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

Chapter 7 The Uninvited Guest

Time flies like an arrow, and autumn passed in a blink of an eye, and the three of them ushered in their first winter together.Although the area of ​​the hut was much warmer than other places, the little girl still didn't want to get out of the quilt. Every morning she was wrapped up like a caterpillar, and she didn't even expose her head.

"You're not afraid of being bored." Zhaohua sat by the window and teased her with his head propped up. The little girl turned over like she didn't hear anything.

Yang Jian got up early as usual. Not only did he practice one set of boxing techniques and two sets of palm techniques, but he also prepared breakfast and served it to the table.The little girl smelled the fragrance, and finally crawled out in a daze, only to be ridiculed by Zhaohua again.

After nearly half a year of recovery, Zhaohua's body has recovered a lot. At least he can walk slowly by himself, and he can even help with some strenuous work.He thought that this kind of life would continue until the two children grew up, got married... and even got old.

For him, a hundred years is just a blink of an eye, but he never expected that the changes would happen so quickly.

The cold winter is only a hundred days, and when the spring rain falls, the flowers and plants also sprout buds.After finally catching a sunny day, Yang Lian couldn't wait to go out to play. Yang Jian had no choice but to accompany her and find some wild vegetables by the way.Throughout the winter, although the three of them were not hungry, they still lacked some fresh fruits and vegetables, and the food also lacked some color and taste.

It's okay to walk around the door, but it's still not convenient to go out for an outing in Zhaohua.But he wasn't sorry. After seeing off the two children, he lay down comfortably in the yard with his eyes closed, and the warm sun shone on his body, making him drowsy.

In his dream, some bastard who had caused him so far came over and taunted him again, making his teeth itch with anger, and he wanted to scratch him.In the dimness, there was a faint breeze in the courtyard. Although it was only for a moment, the air in the courtyard had already changed its tone.

Zhaohua slowly opened his eyes, he raised his index finger and tapped lightly, and said in a lazy tone: "Is everyone here so rude to barge in without knocking? "

The person who came was an old man, who looked about six or seventy years old, but he was full of energy without the slightest sign of a dragon.Hearing Zhaohua's words, the old man just smiled and was not angry. He walked slowly to the fence, tapped on the simple wooden fence three times, and then asked, "So, can the master let the old man into the house?"

I can't even act properly.

Zhaohua sneered, and didn't continue to entangle, just said: "Then, I don't know what the saints here want to do with me, a poor little beggar?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "The purpose of this old man's coming here may not be yours."

Zhaohua seemed to have heard some big joke, he raised his eyelids, and finally sat up straighter, "Then you won't just besiege but not attack, and come to me."

He was smiling, but his eyes were extremely cold. Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of oppression swept over him, and even the old man was shocked, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Who are you? Where do you come from?" He thought and asked the same question. Maybe he had been wondering for a long time before coming here, but he never really paid attention to it. He didn't realize this person's identity until he met him face to face. Be different.

"And who do you think I am?" Zhaohua spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "It's just a little beggar who is lucky enough to get supernatural power and is unknown."

"Can a beggar have such tolerance?" The old man narrowed his eyes, and his whole body gradually shone with a golden luster.But Zhaohua covered his mouth and yawned as if he didn't see it, "Is that why you came to me to say that?"

Hearing this, the gradually bright light dispersed again, the old man stared at Zhao Hua, and finally sighed helplessly, "Yes, the old man is indeed here for you."

Zhaohua raised his eyebrows, his smile became a little dangerous, "In a threatening way?"

As if realizing that it was pointless to put on airs in front of this person, the old man no longer put on a kind and gentle appearance, withdrew his expression, and replied bluntly, "Yes, I will use those two children to threaten you."

Zhaohua blinked, "Do you really think I'll just let them have fun in the woods without doing anything?"

The old man nodded, "You put a protective spell on the brothers and sisters of the Yang family, and ordinary immortal soldiers really can't get close to them."

"Higher-ranking ones are fine. That's what you want to say, right?" Zhaohua stood up slowly while supporting the recliner, and the moment he stood still, strong winds howled, and a large number of rain clouds quickly flew over the forest. gathered in the sky.

"Old gentleman, are you underestimating me, or are you thinking too highly of yourself?" Zhaohua put his hands behind his back, the strong wind blew the trees shaking, the grass leaves fluttered, and the faint thunder flashed in the clouds, as if the next moment It would be like chopping off, "Zhaohua is not talented, but it is still possible to protect two children."

Seeing this, the old man calmed down. He pinched his short gray beard and smiled slightly: "It's really easy to protect two children, but what if it's their friend, partner or...close relative? It’s not going to be perfect after all.”

Zhaohua's expression also turned cold. He looked at the old man in front of him and asked word by word: "What do you want from me?"

The old man smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, the mother of the two children is my sister, so I should be called uncle. I don't want them to have any accidents. If you are willing to replace them, it is not difficult to set them free."

Zhaohua frowned slightly, he raised his hand to withdraw his mana, the sun was shining again in the mountains and forests, and the sound of vegetation also subsided, "What do you mean?"

Although there were some twists and turns, it was still the result the old man wanted. He took a low stool and sat down calmly.

Zhaohua was pinched by others, no matter how upset he was, he sat back with restraint.

The old man was very satisfied, and began to pretend to be kind again, "This starts from the beginning of the world, when Pangu..."

"The point is, I'm not interested in the past." Zhaohua interrupted the old man, and said impatiently: "The two of them are coming back, so you just say, what do you want me to do for you? Talk human, don't Drag the text."

The old man greatly forgave his vulgarity, and directly skipped the foreshadowing and went to the main topic, "There is a pillar of support in the world, and karma will cause the pillar to be eroded. The son of the immortal is a kind of karma, so it is forbidden by the law of heaven. Immortal union."

"And the evil of karma should also be made up for by the karma itself. You mean, the eldest son of the Yang family has already used it to fill the hole for Tianzhu?" Zhaohua said with a smile on his face, "You should Am I a fool? I’ve never seen a pig running or eaten pork. What kind of power can a kid in this world have without cultivation? Even if you throw in a hundred or so, it’s still not enough to give Tianzhu an ink point.”

The old man nodded, "Jian was a little special when he was a child."

"Don't change the subject." Zhaohua sneered, "I guess, although you forbid the union of immortals and mortals, you wait until they have children before ordering their arrest."

The old man stroked his beard but smiled silently.

Zhaohua's anger burst out, but it didn't show on his face, "People are cheap, the more you don't do things for them, the more you want to try. The son of Xianfan is not taboo, or Lian Er is not very obvious, but I can feel that Jian Er's power is very different, different from yours, and it is close to the root of this place. This kind of power is what you want Yes."

The old man's expression changed slightly, but he didn't give a clear answer.

Zhaohua only accepted it as acquiescence, he looked at the old man in front of him, and said sarcastically: "You just want to make a legitimate reason to let a group of children go to suppress Tianzhu. It's almost dead."