Su Bian Cultivation World

"Did you go to see your parents just now?" As soon as Luo Jiujiang stepped into the hall, he saw Zhen Shuangliu tending a pot of flowers in front of the window. It seemed that he had eyes in the back of his head, and he felt Luo Jiujiang behind him. Cut the flowers down.

"Yes." Luo Jiujiang bowed to Zhenshuangliu first, thinking of the scene just now, he was still a little bored.

The Luo family has all moved to the Spirit Snake Realm, and Zhen Shuangliu personally redraws the location of the clan for them, and the style and layout of the pavilions are quite different from before.If it weren't for the fact that he could still see a few familiar elder brothers from time to time, Luo Jiujiang would really have the illusion that he was a guest at someone else's house.

But he had just entered the hall, and the discomfort caused by that strangeness was completely ignored by him, and disappeared without a trace.Only the figure in the ocher robe remained in his eyes. Although the other party tried his best to conceal it, the trembling arms and the splashed tea stains still showed his excitement.

"Father." Luo Jiujiang stood three steps away and shouted softly, feeling timid due to the closeness to his hometown, there were times when he couldn't move any more.

He has already been able to end the life and death of the golden elixir beast with a single blow, split the death ground and take revenge on the gluttonous master, one of the nine clans; "He didn't even frown when he was trained, but now, he can't take a step forward.

Visible to the naked eye, my father was old.

How long has he been out?three months?four months?During this short journey of less than half a year, the head of the Luo clan has already had a piece of gray silver on his temples. Although there are not many wrinkles on his face, his back is slightly hunched.

Even the bastard who can shirk responsibility the most in the world, dare not say that the patriarch Luo's aging has nothing to do with Luo Jiujiang's accident.

"Father, I..."

Patriarch Luo took a few steps forward, and firmly covered Luo Jiujiang between his arms, like a giant umbrella made of steel and iron to keep out the wind and rain.This is a protective posture, as if Luo Jiujiang was still the little urchin who pulled his father's beard and made a brush yesterday.However, he then patted Luo Jiujiang's shoulders and back vigorously, as if admitting that Luo Jiujiang was already a man who needed to take responsibility on his shoulders.

This is a hug from a father.

"It's good to be back." Patriarch Luo is usually not a clumsy person, but now he seems to have become an idiot who can only repeat four words, "It's good to be back."

The father and son took the seat hand in hand, Luo Jiujiang just glanced at his father and then lowered his head, pretending he hadn't seen the slight redness in the other's eyes.

"It's because I'm unfilial. I haven't heard from you for a long time, which made Dad worry."

"I don't have anything." Patriarch Luo sighed, "Jiang'er, when you grow up, your cultivation base will be as high as your father's. You are a person who will have great promise, and father can't delay you... But your mother , she only has you three children, your eldest brother and second brother entered the sect early, and you have been the only one who has been with her since childhood..."

Luo Jiujiang lowered his head and listened, feeling sour and astringent in his heart as if he had been rolled in vinegar and pepper, and he would shed a lot of unspeakable and spicy taste when he squeezed it.

Although Patriarch Luo said that "your mother only has you three children", he has a close relationship with Luo Jiujiang's mother, and has never accepted a concubine Ji. The three of them are brothers, and Patriarch Luo also feels pain if he loses one of them. The treasure of the heart?

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When Luo Jiujiang's mother received the news of her son's return, she ran over with her skirt in hand, just in time to bump into the father and son who were looking for her in the backyard.

The mother hugged Luo Jiujiang almost regardless of her appearance, and began to sob and cry on the garden path. She gasped softly back and forth, and wet Luo Jiujiang's clothes from shoulders to butterfly bones.The voice of the always gentle and amiable woman was choked with sobs: "If you really have troubles... What do you want mother to do? What can mother do..."

Luo Jiujiang coaxed his mother almost all morning and had lunch with her before his mother calmed down completely, and she could smile at the right time when she heard him tell anecdotes along the way.However, when he mentioned that he was going to visit the master again, his mother shed tears at him again.

His father has always been serious and solemn, unsmiling, but his mother is gentle, loving, kind and considerate.No matter who it is, it is the softest place in Luo Jiujiang's heart. However, today he saw his father's aging and his mother's tears.

"Don't embarrass the child, Jiang'er has something he wants to do." The patriarch Luo half-teared his wife away from Luo Jiujiang, and he comforted his wife softly: "Wanwan, Jiang'er has grown up ..."

"Will he be my child when he grows up..." Mrs. Luo cried so hard that she almost lost her breath: "I regret it, I regret it..."

She regretted that she gave birth to such a smart child.

Mrs. Luo would rather make Luo Jiujiang stupid herself, instead of seeing girls on the island picking up shells for fun, she immediately thought of her mother, and immediately went to pick out a handful of colorful shells for her.

Jiujiang can walk slowly. He can only move step by step while holding onto the base of the wall when he was two years old. He also draws a long ending sound when he speaks. It doesn’t matter if he can’t distinguish between repeated words and single words. He smiled and said to her, "Mother, I want to drink water." Even when he was ten years old, he didn't want to practice knives, so he hid behind her and pushed her to speak nicely to his father.

It doesn't matter how stupid this child is, if she is lazy, she is not afraid of acting like a baby.No matter what, it's better than when I was only 15 years old and wandered around the world alone without relatives and no reason. When I came back, I came back with a mature breath honed in blood and fire, and spit out "Gaotie Realm" and "Blue Dragon Realm" one after another. Wait for a name that sounds intimidating.

This is her child. When it was born, it was small and soft, with big black eyes open. It imitated her to stick out its tongue and smile at her. She shook it in her arms and fell asleep obediently. The sweet feeling when holding Jiujiang 15 years ago seems to have happened yesterday, but in a blink of an eye, her child has grown so tall that she was not protected well and suffered a lot outside.

Yes, the child loves his mother, and he only talks about the good and not the bad, but how can Mrs. Luo not see how much his child has changed?

In the end, it was the patriarch Luo who helped the madam who had cried until she was paralyzed back into the room, and while supporting his wife, gave Luo Jiujiang a "go away" wink.When Luo Jiujiang was caught by his mother when he forgot to wear a bellyband and did not wear a golden lock when he was a child, and was nagged by Hao Yitong, the patriarch Luo saw him and rescued him like this.After so many years, this is the most procrastinating time when Luo Jiujiang "took the opportunity to escape".

He finally walked out of the Luo clan, but he couldn't help but look back.

Behind him are his parents and his family.

Master vaguely hinted earlier that Qianling directly pointed out that "nine ethnic groups meet frequently" and other issues. He was not a wood carving or stone sculpture, and he didn't notice it at all.He just holds his own.

No matter what he will face in the future, the warmest and bitterest things he experienced in that house just now are all worth protecting with his life.

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"If you don't want to, go back and stay with your parents for a few days." Zhen Shuangliu saw that his expression was in a trance, his mind was out of control, and it was rare that there was no displeasure on his face, "You are a person with parents. due morality.”

"I am Master's disciple, and it is my filial duty to serve Master's knees." Luo Jiujiang forced himself up and smiled, thinking of what he had just seen in that vast family land, "Master Treating Jiujiang too generously."

He refers to the wider and more spacious clan land, the satisfied and contented faces of the clansmen, the more expensive and luxurious furnishings in the hall than before, and many things he has never seen before, in places he does not know , Preferential treatment for members of the Luo family.

Zhen Shuangliu raised her eyebrows, as if she didn't know what he was sighing.He emphasized in a natural tone: "Jiujiang, you are my only apprentice. If even you deserve it, then no one will have the face to get anything from my teacher."

As if thinking of something, Zhen Shuangliu paused slightly, and sighed: "You have at least left a family for Master to take care of and care about..."

But Cangjiang, he left Zhenshuangliu with a line of writing, a handful of sand that he missed, half a life that was replaced by a body... and there is a certain alien bamboo horse who was a rival in love before.

Shaking her head with a self-deprecating smile, Zhen Shuangliu turned back and walked to the short table, bent down and picked up a bowl of alcohol on top of it.

He beckoned Luo Jiujiang to him, handed him the wine bowl himself, and took a new bowl himself: "You've always been smart, you probably already know about Cangjiang."

Luo Jiujiang nodded.He didn't deliberately inquire about Master's past, but combined with Mr. Gongyi's few words, the two names on the genealogy, and a few conversations and mutual attitudes between Mr. Gongyi and Master, he did piece together the fragments of the past. Nine is not far from ten.

"Cangjiang is your master. On the day you worshiped me as your teacher, I asked you to burn a handful of paper for him." Zhen Shuangliu said slowly, with a smile on his brows, as if he also recalled Luo Jiujiang He showed his sharpness when he was just a fledgling.

"I once told you that you don't need to pay attention to any red tape to learn from me, and it is still the same today-Jiujiang, come and offer a bowl of wine to your master, and let him see what a good disciple I have obtained."

While talking, Zhen Shuangliu turned around and took off the black cloth covering the tablet on the short table.

The three characters of "Que Cangjiang" written in gold powder are deeply placed on the black wooden signboard, with a clear and obvious sense of existence.

Luo Jiujiang was stern, first spilled half of the wine a few days ago, and then said: "The boy is cheeky, and he has a lot of glory from the seniors. From now on, I will be filial to the master, and...well, I will also take care of Mr. Gongyi. It is still the same as before. Same, let me toast you a glass of wine, if you have any other wishes, or you want to talk about homework, please come to me in your dreams as much as you can. Jiujiang knows everything, and if you have a request, no matter what I can do or not, I will do it Never make half-word excuses."

After speaking, Luo Jiujiang brought the bowl to his lips and swallowed the spicy and mellow wine in one go.

"Okay." Zhen Shuangliu nodded, and put the black cloth back on the tablet.He pressed Luo Jiujiang's arm that was still about to reach for the wine, patted it warningly, and replied: "Do you still remember that my teacher once promised you that if you can get the first place in the competition, I will send you off?" A good knife?"

Luo Jiujiang's eyes lit up.

Seeing his expression, Zhen Shuangliu couldn't help but smile slightly: "Follow me." He said: "Come and see the knife that Master prepared for you."