On the spot, Chen Xuanjun breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and joy flashed across his eyes.
He drank the warm water in the glass and walked out of the living room.
In the yard, the light rain has not stopped, and Fang Wenxuan hangs the washed clothes in the renovated pavilion.
And Granny Diao, who was seriously injured by Jiang Yuezhong and has yet to recover, is lying on a bamboo chair under the eaves and taking a nap.
His eyes were half-closed and he was snoring vaguely.
Chen Xuanjun intended to make friends with Ziwei, so he simply squatted aside and smoked a cigarette and said: "I have repeatedly warned the old Taoist priest not to hurt anyone, just verify your identity. But he didn't listen to me and acted according to his temper. I was careless.
Negligence, please don’t bear any grudge.”
Granny Diao sneered slightly, as if she was disdainful.
Chen Xuanjun said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, it passes by so fleetingly and leaves no trace."
"Nine years ago, on the day you first came to the Chen family, I personally sent you to this small courtyard."
"To be honest, Fang Wenxuan is your savior. But I am also kind to you."
"You helped her deal with me without leaving any room. Isn't this a bit unjustifiable?"
Chen Xuanjun complained unwillingly: "It's too biased."
The old woman slowly opened her eyes and said in a calm tone: "I repaid your kindness to you seven years ago."
Chen Xuanjun looked confused and confused.
The old woman said: "Seven years ago, your eldest brother Chen Huanyang gathered a group of masters to secretly assassinate you in an attempt to regain the throne of the head of the Chen family."
"There are thirty-nine people in total, and the one with the strongest cultivation level is at the tenth level of force."
"In Beining City Ecological Park, Jiang Yuezhong was not with you. That night, you almost died on the spot. Have you forgotten?"
"I saved you, life for life."
"What I owe you has been paid back. There is no favoritism."
Chen Xuanjun looked solemn and said: "Why didn't you mention it then? So that I could know your thoughts towards me."
"If you could identify yourself in advance, how could I dare to be disrespectful to you?"
"After all, there is a grudge involved. Even if we can't become friends who cooperate closely, we won't become enemies."
"No matter how bad things get, the relationship will be more harmonious than it is now."
The old woman stood on her toes, shook her bamboo chair and said, "I can't give you what you want. It doesn't matter whether you ask for it or not."
"You are too ambitious, and I happen to be of Ziwei's lineage, so I have repaid your kindness, and we are now clear."
"I'm not Jiang Yuezhong, so I can't help you with all my heart."
"The most important thing is that I despise the disgusting ways you conduct yourself."
"I don't like him, so I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."
Chen Xuanjun argued: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. When it comes to scheming and scheming, who can compare with Ziwei's lineage."
"Yes, I have done a lot of bad things, I am despicable and despised by others."
"But among the six branches of China, there are hundreds of forces, large and small, who can emerge from the mud without being stained?"
"The road to the battle for destiny is full of thorns and bloodshed. Failure to succeed will lead to failure."
"Am I wrong?"
He laughed at himself and asked: "If I am wrong, tell me who is right."
The old woman replied calmly: "You are not wrong. I made it very clear. I personally don't like you, that's all."
Chen Xuanjun blew out the smoke ring and said with a smile: "This is really a perfect reason."
The old woman looked at the gray sky and said with a look of reminiscence on her old face: "That winter, I was lying in the grass of Luohan Temple and half-stepped into the underworld. It was Wen Xuan who spent all her strength to carry
I come back."
"She was carrying me on her back, and behind her was an innocent and cute little Yuan."
