I open a restaurant in Xiujie

The night is like a silent lake, enveloping people in it.

Ji Chuchen was lying on the bed, staring at the dark sky outside the window without moving. He had an unprecedented sense of tranquility, as if his whole body had sunk into the depths of the lake, and there was no sound beside him. All the messy thoughts were pulled away, just falling, falling... …

But after falling to the deepest part, some pictures emerged.

The girl's blood-stained skirt was shaking in front of his eyes, with tears in her eyes, but her expression was firm and fearless, and she shouted at him: "Go, go!"

Ji Chuchen closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling violently.

That was the maid who had been by his side since he was a child, and had been with him for a long time like an older sister, but the other party blew up the golden core right in front of his eyes, dragging the pursuers behind to die together...

No matter how powerful the five-element talisman is, it is just a technique outside the body. Ji Chuchen summoned the wind blade to deal with those people, and it can only last for a stick of incense.

It's just that during this incense burning time, the seriously injured maid lay on his back and whispered a lot.

She said that a melting furnace formation was found under the cave where the young master lived before...

She said that the new young suzerain's spiritual power fluctuates as if withdrawing from the young master. She is too familiar with the blood aura, and she will never admit it...

She said, the suzerain has issued a sealing order in the sect, strictly forbidding anyone to mention you, young master...

She said, if I can see you again, I will die without regret.Let's go, young master, let's go!Don't let the pursuers see that you are alive...

The sound of explosions slammed into my ears, and the rain of blood poured down, staining the soil dark brown.

Ji Chuchen, who was pushed away by the girl, knelt down on the ground, her long hair was disheveled, and her white clothes were stained with dust.

Five fingers pinched ferocious bloodstains.

The long wind leaped over the beam, as cold as a knife's edge, Ji Chuchen suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.

His eyes were extremely bright, and there was a hint of water in them, but more of them were hatred and sadness that could not be concealed.

The life of the first twenty years is like a joke.

Ji Chuchen always thought that Bai Xiuyue, who robbed him and devoured his blood, was his enemy, but he didn't expect the truth to be more cruel than he imagined.

He is obsessed with swordsmanship, he doesn't have many friends, and there are only a few relatives, but now his father wants to refine him, his younger brother has taken away his spiritual root and blood, and the only loyal maid died for him, Yun Haizong is disappearing Wiping away the traces of his past existence, one pile after another is like thousands of blades, mercilessly piercing the softest corner of Ji Chuchen's heart.

The body is fine, but the heart is already covered with cuts and bruises.

What is the use of the strongest golden pill in history?

What about the youngest Nascent Soul in history?

What's more, Ji Chuchen is just a trash at the moment.

He is a waste who can't even do anything for an important person to die in front of his eyes.

His enemies are dominating the Cloud Sea Sect at this moment, he knows they are there, so they occupy everything about him, but he can only fled back to Luo Town in a flying boat, not even talking aloud along the way Dare to breathe, for fear of being discovered by someone again, causing Yu Xiaotan...

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, Ji Chuchen smiled softly.

"Trash." He repeated softly.

He clenched his five fingers silently and pinched them into the mattress.

But at this moment, someone knocked on his door.

The visitor knocked softly with a "bang bang", calling his name in a clear and warm voice: "Brother Ji? Brother Ji?"

...like a stone thrown into a deep lake.

……

After Yu Xiaotan entered the house, the first thing he did was to light the lamp.

The atmosphere in the room was too depressing, the wind and rain filled the room, Xiao Xiao and Chanming were still outside to join in the fun.But as soon as the candle was lit, there was an orange light on the dark ground, and the small room broke away from the darkness, blended into peace and joy, and blended into the lights of thousands of families.

What's more, Yu Xiaotan was also carrying a cup of Ganoderma lucidum and Dendrobium soup.

He opened the lid of the cup, handed the hot soup to Ji Chuchen, and said with a smile: "Eat something, this is specially made for you."

Ji Chuchen had no appetite at first.

He could smell the faint fragrance of the clear soup, and he suddenly felt a rumbling stomach. Seeing that the master had escaped from worries for a long time, his stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, immediately seized the opportunity and cried out hungry, churning repeatedly like a tide in his body.

And Yu Xiaotan said that it was a medicinal diet specially made for him.

"……it is good."

Ji Chuchen finally took over the soup cup.

After taking a sip, the scalding warmth instantly overwhelmed him.

What Yu Xiaotan used was not fresh dendrobium, but the dendrobium rolls that people in the market scalded and softened after picking the dendrobium, rubbed off the leaf tips, and dried it in the sun for many days.

The dendrobium here is authentic, without any impurities, and the taste is also a touch of green grass. Now, with the warmth of the sun, the jujube oozes a touch of sweetness, and the whole soup is like a bowl of refreshing and delicious. Delicious dessert.

Ji Chuchen just wanted to take a sip to express himself, but he didn't expect to take such a sip after another, and it didn't take long for the soup to bottom out.

In fact, people's stomach and emotions are interlinked. When the stomach is warmed up, no matter how cold the heart is, it will melt into a warm current that wraps around the fingers.

Ji Chuchen held the soup cup in his hands, the residual temperature continuously radiated from the outer wall of the white porcelain, warming his cold fingertips.

At that moment, the young man almost had the urge to cry, and he suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky. In the most desperate and painful time, someone could serve him such a bowl of soup. What did the first 20 years matter?

After he drank the soup, Yu Xiaotan's smile became brighter and brighter.

——It seems that Brother Ji is not as sad as he imagined, and he can still comfort him a little bit more.

So Yu Xiaotan said cautiously: "Brother Ji, did you remember something?"

Ji Chuchen's hand holding the soup cup froze slightly, and after a long silence, he responded softly: "Yes."

He kind of wanted to... confess to Yu Xiaotan.

Getting along for more than a month is enough for him to see how pure and kind the young man is, and he has fallen to this point. Besides Yu Xiaotan, who else can he trust?

If Yu Xiaotan betrayed him too...

A thought flashed in Ji Chuchen's mind, and a glint flashed in the young man's eyes, but then he smiled wryly and shook his head, throwing this thought out of the blue.

There will be no such thing.

After the failure of crossing the robbery breakthrough, Ji Chuchen became suspicious and indifferent for a while, but if the object was Yu Xiaotan, he was willing to try again and believe it again.

Believe that the world is not so ruthless to him.

It's just that Ji Chuchen's wry smile fell into Yu Xiaotan's eyes, and he was immediately mistaken for the meaning of "I don't want to say".

Yu Xiaotan was a little disappointed, but he still said: "It's okay, brother Ji, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, just listen to me."

"I have a story that I want to tell you."

……

"Once upon a time, there was a very strong young monk, let's call him Long Aotian. This person has been practicing for a few years and has reached the golden core stage all the way, and he has never encountered any bottlenecks. Brother Ji, you are also a swordsman, very powerful, right?"

"It's a pity that his biological father has passed away, and the suzerain of the sect is only his adoptive father. The more he emerges, the more incompetent he will appear as the suzerain's own son. This father and son have sinister thoughts, and finally came up with a way to make it happen in Long Aotian's eyes. When breaking through Nascent Soul, he destroyed his protective circle, and used ancient sorcery to steal the other party's blood and spiritual roots..."

Yu Xiaotan's story is very good.

It is vivid and full of passion from time to time, especially when it comes to the father and son destroying the spiritual root of "Long Aotian", they are extremely indignant.

While talking, he raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Ji Chuchen.

This is a story that he had been drafting for a long time on the way here. It was processed and adapted based on the original works he had read in his previous life. In the early morning, he was so restless. After thinking about it, he thought that it was related to the young man's abolished cultivation base, so he decided to comfort him by telling a story, telling him that there are really people in this world who have been dug out of their spiritual roots and still make a comeback. A soaring genius.

So that the other party can build up confidence.

It's just that Yu Xiaotan was looking at it at this moment, and suddenly felt that Ji Chuchen's face was very strange.

It's like being choked by something, unable to vomit or swallow.

Yu Xiaotan: "...What's the matter, Brother Ji, are you feeling well?"

Ji Chuchen took a deep look at him, and silently swallowed the "heart-to-heart talk" that he had half organized while drinking the soup: "It's okay, you go on, what happened to him later?"

"Later..." Yu Xiaotan blinked, "The spiritual root was abolished, and Long Aotian turned from a peerless genius into a waste all of a sudden. The suzerain took him to search for medicine in all directions hypocritically, but the medicine to cure the spiritual root is rare, and the suzerain again Uneasy and kind, how can we really make him heal?"

"Long Aotian's life suddenly became very bleak. People in the sect were afraid to avoid him. Those who praised him before turned around and ridiculed him. After his younger brother became the new young sect master, he also kept taking He's a stepping stone..."

Ji Chuchen listened quietly, his eyes dimmed.

All of this, he is...too familiar.

The father sighed with regret, Yaozun shook his head repeatedly and said no, the younger brother arrogantly led people past his cave, and the sect's new favorite Bai Xiuyue came to him with a strange smile...

And he trusted these people too much before, so he didn't notice it at all.

...It was him who was too stupid.

Ji Chuchen's sad expression was caught by Yu Xiaotan's eyes, and Yu Xiaotan immediately felt that he had spoken his mind.

There is emotional resonance, it seems that there is drama!

Yu Xiaotan continued to work hard, and his tone became more impassioned: "However, Long Aotian did not give up, he never thought that he was a useless person!"

"He took the initiative to ask to join the hunting team. With his mortal physique, he made suggestions for the team and gradually won everyone's respect. Seeing that his cultivation base was abolished, he still made a name for himself. The malice in his heart gradually became undisguised. Finally, he attacked him directly on a rainy night. Fortunately, Long Ao's fate was unstoppable. He fell off the cliff and was involved in a mysterious inheritance when he narrowly escaped death..."

The more Yu Xiaotan talked, the more excited he became, and he kept pointing to Ji Chuchen with his eyes—there were vivid examples in front of him, so what if his cultivation base was abolished?

Everything that doesn't kill you only makes you stronger!

The boy's eyes were shining brightly, and that firm emotion also infected Ji Chuchen.

Ji Chuchen felt that his heart was about to melt. How painful he was before, how warm and happy he is now——Yu Xiaotan already knew everything that happened to him, but he didn't break it. He only used a pseudonym to comfort him, and posted Heartily fabricated so many plot developments, it sounds almost true!

I was so touched, Ji Chuchen's nose felt sour, thinking Yu Xiaotan, Yu Xiaotan, how could you be so kind to me?

If this goes on, I'm afraid I really can't refuse you.

……

The story continued until late at night.

With "Long Aotian" recovering his cultivation base, improving his aptitude to a higher level, and returning to the sect to slash his enemies, Yu Xiaotan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened his hoarse throat, and said, "All of this, In fact, it’s just the beginning of his road to domination.”

"In the future, he will face more enemies and more challenges. He will become stronger and stronger along the way, and finally become the Qixia Supreme, with countless beautiful beauties, and after a hundred years, he will bring his family to survive the catastrophe and ascend."

"Brother Ji, my story is over, what do you think of this person in the story?"

Is it very strong and brave, does it remind me of myself?

The author has something to say:

Yu Xiaotan (intoxicated): My story is really good, Brother Ji must be very encouraged.

Ji Chuchen (contemplation): I lost my horse, when did I lose my horse?How does he know everything?God, he even specially made up the following story to comfort me, so sweet, I want to cry.