The two little girls seemed to have discovered a new world, asking questions about Jiang Chen, fully satisfying their curiosity.
At this time, Jin Qi was still practicing hard. Ma Wenshan, who was next to him, had finished tasting the second piece of work "Smelly Woman" and was about to open the third piece when he glanced at Jin Qi.
"If you don't have that understanding, don't practice. Why not let me teach you how to appreciate ancient paintings."
Jin Qi ignored Ma Wenshan.
"Grandpa, who do you think is the most sympathetic person in history? Is there anyone who makes you sad for a long time after his death?"
Jiang Churan couldn't help his curiosity. Although he knew that this question might make his grandfather uncomfortable, he still asked it.
Chu Huaixiang glanced at Jiang Churan in surprise. She didn't expect this little girl to be so cruel and ask such tricky questions.
"Yes, I have."
Jiang Chen gently patted the shoulders of the two little girls with both hands and looked deeply at the night sky.
Without letting Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang wait for too long, Jiang Chen said calmly,
"I wonder if you know a man named Zhang Jiao."
"Yellow Turban Thief?"
"The Great Master of Taiping Dao?"
Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang asked in unison.
"Well, it's him. He was my most outstanding disciple back then. What a pity."
Jiang Chen stopped what he was doing, gently pushed the two girls aside, and stood up with his back to them.
This was the first time Jiang Churan had seen Jiang Chen's back look so lonely.
Even though Jiang Chen had the face of an old man in the past,
The waist and back are also straight, without any bend.
But the silent figure in front of me,
It actually bent slightly.
A trace of unbearability flashed in Jiang Churan's heart,
"Grandpa, why don't you stop talking and let's talk about some happy things, like my dad."
Jiang Chen didn't speak or turn around. He just gently raised his hand and immediately dropped it.
After a while, Jiang Chen's faint voice came,
"Zhang Jue, throughout the millennium, no one is as talented as Zhang Jue."
"I still remember what Zhang Jiao said to me before leaving."
Jiang Chen clicked his finger, and a young man wearing Taoist robes suddenly appeared in the air, looking at Jiang Chen firmly,
"Teacher, in this world, only high-ranking officials can eat meat and rice, while ordinary people like us can only live on the streets.
Head, running around for a full stomach all day long.
If the world remains unchanged, when will the common people be able to prosper? Since my teacher has taught me the path to immortality, I am willing to use my skills to break this prison for the common people and give them a bright future.
Teacher, I ask you to forgive me for being unfilial. The people are in such dire straits that I really can’t stay with you anymore, so I ask you to punish me.”
The young man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed several times to Jiang Chen.
There was only a sigh in the air, without too many words.
The young man understood the meaning of sighing,
Get up decisively,
Only a decisive figure was left.
The figure disappeared, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang,
"Back then, I thought that letting him suffer some setbacks would dishearten him. I never expected that he would be so decisive. In order to cut off the lifeline of the big man, he sacrificed himself."
"After Zhang Jiao's death, I closed the door and closed the mountain. It took a hundred years to recover."
Jiang Chen let out a long sigh. As an immortal person, he really couldn't understand why Zhang Jiao made such a decision back then. Even after walking in the human world for a thousand years, he still couldn't understand it.
"grandfather."
Jiang Churan stepped forward and hugged Jiang Chen. The young man spoke loudly just now, and his resolute expression for the sake of the world deeply touched Jiang Churan.
Originally, Jiang Churan just wanted to know his status in his grandfather's heart. He never expected that it would cause his grandfather so much sadness, and that the trauma that took a hundred years to be healed would be provoked by himself so easily.
Especially since I used words like Yellow Turban Thief to describe that person.
"Old man, do you have any items about the great virtuous master here? I can ask grandpa and the others to study them carefully and try to restore the virtuous name of the great virtuous master."
Chu Huaixiang also stood up. History is ultimately written by the victors, and such a character should not bear the title of "monster".
"No need, future generations will be able to judge for themselves. Although Zhang Jue came out for the sake of the common people in the world, he ultimately brought chaos to the world and plunged the Central Plains into a century of melee."
Jiang Chen shook his head, wondering if Zhang Jiao would be so determined if he knew what happened next.
"Okay, more than two thousand years have passed. Although grandpa can't forget it, he has completely let it go. Don't cry."
Jiang Chen patted Jiang Churan's back.
At this time, Jin Qi was really serious about practicing.
"Go to hell and practice yourself."
Jin Qi threw the "Qi Control" technique on the ground, startling Ma Wenshan who was concentrating next to him.
"What's wrong with you kid? Why are you so startled? Why don't you practice anymore?"
Ma Wenshan said angrily.
"Teacher Ma, you really don't know how difficult this thing is to practice. If you don't talk about the words above, I struggled for a long time. Just talk about the luck process written above. I can't figure it out at all. No, I still have to go to Jiang
Old man."
Jin Qi explained, picked up the mental technique on the ground again, and ran out in a hurry.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems it's time to find another apprentice, this one is already useless."
Ma Wenshan shook his head, sighed, and devoted himself to "Cool" again.
"Old man! Old man... Master."
Jin Qi was running over yelling, but stopped unconsciously when he saw the scene in front of him.
Jiang Churan was hugging Jiang Chen, and Chu Huaixiang was gently comforting Jiang Churan. They were a strange group.
"Forget it, old man, I'd better not disturb you for now. You continue, continue."
Jin Qi moved his steps carefully, planning to leave this place of right and wrong.
"stop!"
After finally finding a way to escape, how could Jiang Chen let Jin Qi run away? With their fingers together, Jin Qi flew in front of Jiang Chen uncontrollably.
"Okay Xiaoran, stop hugging me, Jin Qi is here to watch the fun."
"He dares!"
Jiang Churan raised his head,
Hey!
He really dared.
"I don't dare!"
Jin Qi struggled desperately, but how could he escape from Jiang Chen's grasp.
Jiang Churan immediately released his hold on Jiang Chen and punched Jin Qi in the stomach.
Just as Jin Qi was about to cover his stomach, Jiang Chen sent a message,
"Hold on, is it because you can't get into "Qi Control" at all? I'm going to pass on a spiritual energy to you now. You should experience it carefully and don't resist."
While Jin Qi was stunned, Jiang Churan threw several punches in a row, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions just now.
Chu Huaixiang's eyes lit up, what a good idea.
She turned around and got a cup of tea, waiting for Jiang Churan to quench her thirst when she was tired.
Poor Jin Kai is neither immobile nor immobile,
Painfully and happily enjoying the flow of spiritual energy in the body.