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Chapter 152 Disrespect

Although what Chang Sheng said was a bit vague, Mu Ze understood it instantly. Chang Sheng was because he was too emotional and could empathize easily, but Mu Ze was because he was in a big family and the strange things he had seen were really...

There were too many. He only needed one face-to-face meeting to understand things like Yan Rong's family.

Why do casual cultivators often envy those monks who are backed by sects and aristocratic families? Resources are only one aspect. Don’t think that monks are all devoted to the Tao and don’t need to worry about those messy things. On the contrary, if you don’t need anyone’s help,

It is indeed possible to have no desires and desires. But in life, where is the time when there is no need for help from others? In most cases, what the sect family teaches monks is other aspects of things. For example, this kind of meticulous observation, and how to

Getting along with others. Although you can do this yourself, it takes more time and energy. But if you have a sect family, you don't have this trouble.

Today's Yan Rong has already seen the problem of this family at the banquet, but he will not say it.

"Indeed, these two little friends are really good to their eldest brother. It would be great if my brothers and sisters were like this." Then they can start fighting.

Chang Sheng always felt that Senior Mu Ze seemed to be speaking sarcastically, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell, so he had no choice but to go back.

The next day, the weather was fine and the sun was very bright. Changsheng heard that it was very lively outside early in the morning, so he went out to take a look and found that it was Senior Yanrong who was posting books at home.

In the wide square, there are rows and rows of books, and many people are walking back and forth among them. The scene is quite spectacular.

Seeing Changsheng from a distance, Yan Rong came up to her with a smile and took her to visit. Changsheng was indeed very interested in these books, and the Yan family's collection of books was very rich in content, covering everything from the world to the north, customs, strange stories, and strange stories.

Although you can directly use magic to keep these books dry, the feeling is different from drying them out. It may be due to a sense of ritual.

"This is the history book of the Qinglun Small World. It records various major events that have happened in the entire small world in the past 200,000 years. If Yong'an is interested, you can read it. There is also this book, which contains some small techniques that can be used in daily life.

Fa, very interesting..."

Just when Yan Rong was gently introducing these things to Chang Sheng, there was a sudden noise outside the door of Yan's mansion.

Everyone was not deaf, so they naturally wanted to go out and take a look. As a result, they saw a group of high-spirited young monks riding on spiritual beasts. Those young monks were all friends of Yanjun, and they were excited about getting a new batch of spiritual beasts.

Now, I asked Yanjun to go out and play together.

The matter itself is actually nothing, but Changsheng looked at those spirit beasts and found that their auras were impetuous and they did not seem to be very docile. If these young monks were the spirit beasts they signed a contract with, it would be fine. The spirit beasts would definitely not harm them.

.But this kind of spiritual beasts that are tamed and tamed are a bit dangerous. Especially from their words and deeds, it can be heard that these spiritual beasts have just been tamed not long ago.

Yan Rong naturally noticed it. The five years he had traveled outside were not in vain, and he had plenty of experience. At this time, he was a little worried about Yan Jun's safety.

"Ajun, are these spiritual beasts just tamed? How about you wait for a while before riding? I'm worried that you will..."

Yanjun was in a hurry to go out with his friends. How could he listen to Yanrong when he was in the mood? Especially now that his friends were looking at him with winking eyes, it made Yanjun feel that he had been slighted. He immediately became impatient.

Open your mouth.

"Oh! How could something happen to me? How old am I? Brother, you just worry too much and are very nagging. Okay, okay, don't talk so much, just take care of yourself, okay? I'm leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jun sat astride the spirit beast and left with his friends at lightning speed. Because the speed was so fast, the wind blew up pieces of dust and fell on the monks standing at the door.

Yan's father and Yan's mother frowned at this scene, with a faint smile in their eyes.

"Why is this child so naughty..."

When he turned around and saw Yan Rong's silent expression, he comforted him.

"It doesn't matter, he has been like this for a long time. Young people don't have special tasks, and he is sure of the waiter. Don't be angry, he just has such a temper, he means what he says but doesn't mean what he says. You are the eldest brother, so let them go.

"

Yan Rong did not speak, but quietly turned around and continued to post books. However, Chang Sheng, who was posting books with Yan Rong, always felt that this day would not be so peaceful.

Sure enough, within half an hour, Yan Yan came over slowly. She followed senior Yan Rong for a long time and finally spoke with a smile.

"Brother, I think, I want to buy a 'six-star hairpin', but I have spent all my spiritual stones... Can you help me? Okay? Just this time, really only this time! I promise!"

Changsheng still doesn’t quite understand why Yan Yan’s spirit stones are not enough, so instead of looking for his parents, he comes to find senior Yan Rong. Senior Yan Rong has just gone out to practice for five years, how many spirit stones can he have? But if it’s just once or twice, that’s fine.

Yes, they are all brothers and sisters after all.

Chang Sheng inadvertently turned his head and saw a guard who often followed Senior Yan Rong. Although he was a guard in name, his cultivation level was extremely advanced, and he was no different from a worshiper. At this time, the guard's face revealed

A look of disapproval made Changsheng very confused.

Yan Yan seemed to really want that hairpin and lingered beside Yan Rong for a long time. Yan Rong was so frustrated that he finally frowned and spoke.

"When I go out, I spend spiritual stones everywhere I go. And I have to practice myself, so where can I get idle spiritual stones? But what if your hairpin..."

"No need! I have my own way."

However, Yan Yan suddenly became unhappy and angrily rolled up her sleeves and was about to leave.

"Brothers from other families are very friendly to their younger siblings. They bring a lot of gifts without saying a word. Brother, you have been away for five years and you haven't helped me when you came back. I'm just..."

When Yan Yan left angrily, Chang Sheng unexpectedly remembered the various strange things that Senior Yan Rong brought to the two siblings at the banquet yesterday. Those things almost took out Senior Yan Rong's storage bag.

Empty. Aren't these enough?

Although the people around who were posting books did not speak at this time, their eye contact was almost sparking. Yan's mother, who was posting books, spread out the books and comforted Yan Rong with a smile.

"They are still children. Ah Rong, do you still remember that you were like this when you were a child? That time your father and I went out for a trip and came back, and you had to ask us for gifts. At that time, we accidentally forgot about it, and you cried.

A whole half day. Do you still remember?"

"……Can not remember."

Seeing Senior Yanrong's nonchalant answer, Changsheng finally understood where he had always felt the subtle sense of dissonance.

The Yan family is indeed very kind to senior Yan Rong, but, how should I put it, I always feel that they seem a bit...not very respectful? This specifically refers to disrespect for senior Yan Rong.


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