Chen He blushed for nothing else.
- The strength is too poor, it is simply a burden to the senior.
If he didn't have him, he would probably have turned around and beat that guy named Liang Qianshan. Now you don't have to go to Yuzhou to buy a narrow yard and leave it on the wasteland to see who has the guts to pick up the Beixuan secret treasure! !
Chen He is seventeen years old, still a teenager, bold and unscrupulous.
The young man of this age can't wait to be happy with his grievances. He never has revenge. If he has revenge, he will report it on the spot. If he can't report it, he will feel very uncomfortable.
For him, Heiyuan Valley is not a place of seclusion in a paradise, but a place where he grew up since he was a child, and people always have a nostalgia for home. Perhaps Shi Feng had already seen the red dust of Danzi Mo, but Chen He had not reached the time when he liked to live in seclusion.
Shi Feng's realm is very high, and so is his brother's enemy realm.
Chen He couldn't do anything, so he had to keep a small black account - Well, there is no time for cultivation, there will always be a day!
***
The houses in the Thirteenth Square in the west city of Yuzhou are old and somewhat dilapidated. The people here are divided into two categories: poor people who are so poor that only empty shells are left, and civilians with small wealth.
On the second day of moving in, Shi Feng sent a middle-aged puppet at will, and took the so-called maid servants to go around the neighborhood. He didn't care about money, and the items purchased by the puppets were naturally not bad. Neighbors, who were previously noncommittal to new movers, were a little more friendly.
When Shi Feng was idle at home, Chen He didn't have that good luck, and was sent out by his senior brother to "see the world".
Because of his sharp ears and eyesight, Chen He could hear the whispers clearly.
"Looks like a decent family."
"It's probably a squire in the county town. He is very polite! The servants at home also know the rules and don't look around. Look at that little boy, how good he looks, and I don't know if he is married."
Chen He's eyebrows twitched, trying to maintain a smile on his face.
"Don't think about it, such a handsome young man is married even before he gets married. My daughter is just afraid that others will not like it!"
"What kind of depressing words are you saying? Our family has two shops in Xicheng, so you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you are worried that your niece can't find a good son-in-law?"
When the owner of the house next door looked at him again with a smile, Chen He resolutely sat down and said inadvertently that the family was in trouble. state capital.
When he said a word, the face of the owner of the house lightened a bit. In the end, he only said a few words of courtesy, and then he brought tea to the guests.
Scholars these days, no matter how poor they are, they will never marry the daughter of a merchant.
Chen He added the last sentence because he was worried that this family was gone, and another family was trying to beat him. of.
There are people in the world who excuse themselves from getting married, but there are no people who lie and say that they are married. It's incredible to spread this word, and I can't find it if I want to find it in the future, so the neighbors believe it. Don't show your face.
Chen He returned home in a cold sweat. He felt guilty and did not dare to go to his senior brother. He picked up the pen and paper that the puppets had just bought, first drew a picture of the neighborhood in a deep lane, and then wrote down the lies in words as thin as mosquitoes and ants. .
marry...
Chen He's pen trembled, almost smearing the painted paper.
"I will ask Daofeisheng in the future, what kind of relative to marry." Chen He muttered.
Of course he wasn't thinking about what the daughter next door looked like, but about the dual cultivators.
Most of the disciples of the Beixuan School had Taoist companions, and they had a marriage relationship with the loose cultivators of various sects at their peak eight thousand years ago.
Heiyuan Valley is full of old guys who are older than antiques, and they always like to call him a little baby. Chen He hadn't realized about the Dao Companion before, let alone double cultivation or something, he is even in the Jindan period. Didn't fix it
Chen He believed his brother's casual words, and boldly set the goal directly to soar in the future. The Golden Core Stage is only the first step. Dao Companion or something may appear in the future, and there is no way to hide.
Thinking that he might fall in love with a female nun in the future, Chen He felt strange.
Holding the pen, Chen He fell into deep thought.
- He should have no requirements for the appearance of the female cultivator. Really, the appearance is just like a cloud, and the senior brother is so good-looking, where can I find someone better than the senior brother
Chen He, who was inexperienced, couldn't help but use the whispers he heard from the neighbors to measure what his "future Taoist companion" might look like.
Family background? There is no hatred with the Beixuan faction in the three generations, the point is that there is no hatred with the senior brother.
It doesn't matter whether it is a big sect or not, as long as it is not a disciple of Daxueshan (Chen He didn't know that Daxueshan has no female disciples) or a disciple of the Gathering Sect. Loose cultivators can, magic cultivators...should also be able to!
Senior Brother said that all the demon cultivators under Huanjian's subordinates who are officials are not bad. It is impossible for this demon to be all male cultivators! As for the magic cultivator not being able to soar, it is not a big problem. Chen He is not self-righteous enough to think that the Mahayana period magic cultivator can look like himself.
Maybe his future Dao Companion can only reach the Nascent Soul Stage, then by the time of Ascension, Dao Companion will almost end his life, so it doesn't matter even if it is a Demon Cultivator, anyway, he just wants to soar with Senior Brother.
The character of the Taoist...
Chen He pondered, a little undecided.
He didn't know what kind of Taoist companion he would like, as long as he wasn't stupid or made trouble without reason, he should be fine no matter what his character was. Anyway, it's not a secular marriage, so you don't need to find someone who can embroider and cut clothes and cook.
Ah, of course there is an important point, senior brother can't hate her.
Chen He thought of this and shook his head. He also felt that this request was a bit strange, and it must be unfair to the female cultivator, because he seemed to be on the side of the senior brother in everything.
Besides, senior brother doesn't hate her, what if he likes her? Not only does he not have a Taoist companion, but the senior brother doesn't seem to have either! !
In the afternoon, the warm sunlight shines into the room through the window lattice, and the tiny dust flutters finely.
When Shi Feng came in, he saw his junior brother standing blankly in front of the desk in a daze.
Silently walked over and looked at it. There were anecdotal pictures of the courtyard mansion, as well as comments on what the neighbors were doing. They were concise and succinct with comments: The owner next door on the left was doing business, the servants were sloppy, and the leaves could not be swept away. The owner on the right next door is in a poor family, the tea set is not complete, the face is like a dish, and there is absolutely no money to eat two meals a day. A hole, an epiphany, and an allegorical dispel.
Shi Feng laughed, he knocked on the table:
"Nonsense, let you go out and see the world, not let you come back and write a storybook!"
Chen He was startled, hurriedly covered the paper, and quibble: "The story is pretty good, and I can still make money!"
When Shi Feng saw his demeanor, he knew that there must be something else on the stack of paper. The younger brother didn't want to let him see it, so he just talked about him, and he seemed to laugh at the moment, but he didn't break it.
On the other hand, Chen He was in a chaotic mood, with his hands behind his back, covered with paper and worried.
Shi Feng didn't look at him and let the puppets bring things in.
After Chen He went out in the morning, he had bought all the tables, chairs, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and now he arranged paintings on the walls, ornaments to enjoy, and stacks of books that exuded the fragrance of ink. There are also small objects such as pen wash candlesticks and ivory carvings, which are not too valuable, nor are they exquisite, but they are very suitable for the status of "hard study and examination" teenagers.
There are also things that Chen He likes. It is the fresh objects that Chen He saw the most at the market after they entered Yunzhou City. Purple bamboo sheng, Baifu knot, hand-woven bamboo utensils and pot-bellied porcelain dolls.
Yuzhou is thousands of miles away from Yunzhou, and all things from southern Xinjiang are shipped by caravans, so what you can buy is not so glamorous. Even so, Chen He is still a little dumbfounded.
In the end, the puppet brought a deep celadon pot, one foot square, with a round mouth and a big belly. The bottom was covered with finely crushed stones. There were three water lilies. a bubble.
"There is no pond, only this."
Shi Feng put the green pot on the desk with his own hands, and while Chen He stretched his head to look, he glanced at the paper that was covered before.
to marry
Shi Feng frowned.
No one in Heiyuan Valley mentioned Chen He's fate, nor did Shi Feng. After all, no one wants to tell a child that your life is not good, and you will suffer in the future.
The so-called three calamities and nine tribulations, without relatives or reasons, and not involved in the mundane, should not be that important.
Love is an indescribable word.
Chen He had indeed reached the age of secular marriage, and it was very common for him to think about the Taoist companion after hearing it. Shi Feng understood all his complicated emotions as somehow telling Chen He that he was doomed.
After watching the fish, Chen He realized that the paper was not covering it. He peeked at his brother's expression, and immediately realized that it was exposed.
He embarrassedly touched the back of his neck, and said to Ai Ai, "That, brother..."
Shi Feng raised his eyes.
"Do you need to think about the Dao Companion?"
What does it mean? Could it be that the younger brother wants to find a Taoist companion for him
Shi Feng was puzzled. As far as he knew, the female nuns that Chen He knew could not be counted on one hand! It seems that there is not even one! If the original old owner of the Qianli Yanlan Pot is counted, there is barely one.
If you don't even have a goal, how can you ask such a good question
"Senior brother, if there is no one you like..." Chen He said hesitantly, "I have many Taoist companions in the Northern Profound Sect, and we will—"
Shi Feng's eyelids twitched, and the thought that passed by in an instant was like lightning, and he didn't catch it at all.
"Let's find a pair of well-connected seniors and sisters to be Taoist companions! Just like us, if there is a dispute in the future, we can understand each other."
Chen He's speech was incoherent, he just thought of this when he had an idea, and he thought it was quite reliable, but it was a bit strange, and the eyes of the senior brothers were also very strange, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Or if we fight, senior brothers, you guys too. If they can come to pull us apart, the most important thing is that if they have a deep relationship, we can still live together forever, and our life will not change..."
Chen He was about to break his fingers and say the benefits.
Shi Feng patted Chen He's head with one hand, and said angrily, "What are you thinking, Taoist companions are looking at fate, not a clay figurine stuck on a straw pole in a market stall. Pick and choose as you please, you can find a female cultivator. , her senior sister is willing to take a fancy to me?"
Chen He raised his head abruptly: "How could anyone dislike Senior Brother!!"
"… "
Shi Feng has lived for hundreds of years, and it is the first time that he has tasted ridiculous.
"Senior brother is the best dual-cultivation object I've ever seen, why would anyone not want it?" Chen He still couldn't figure it out. He estimated that senior brother had at least the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, and he was not far from ascending. Such strength, such a good senior brother. Anyone else hate it? !
Shi Feng couldn't help but help his forehead: "What is the best double-cultivation target you've ever seen? How many cultivators have you met in total?"
Besides being funny, Shi Feng didn't find any ambiguity in this sentence.
"Uh, Heiyuan Valley."
"Is there anyone in Heiyuan Valley who looks under fifty?" Shi Feng asked rhetorically.
"Yunzhou Restaurant." I met a lot of cultivators.
"Which of those people is in the Jindan period?"
"… "
Only Liangqianshan is left, and Daxueshan is still a monk.
I can't say that the official demon cultivator seen outside Yuzhou City!
Chen He lowered his head silently and stopped talking.
"Let's retreat tonight to consolidate your cultivation, don't think about it, you are still early to find a Taoist partner." Seeing Chen He's dejected look, Shi Feng couldn't bear to comfort him again, "It will be easy to find after the alchemy is established. "
When Shi Feng walked out of the door and left the courtyard, a self-deprecating smile appeared in his eyes.
- In the realm of self-cultivation, who would dare to form a Taoist companion with the Gorefiend
The author has something to say: a short story written by Chen He:
I went to visit the house next door. The family was poor and tried to save face. The tea set was not complete. The owner couldn’t get enough to eat every day. , How can there be such a person in the world, I am very puzzled. When it was time to leave, I saw a hole in the shoe under the master's robe, so I didn't stand up because I was afraid of losing face. I understood in seconds, and let go of his rudeness—
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Shi Feng felt that the little thoughts of his younger brother and younger brother were very interesting, and what he laughed at was the epiphany—understanding in seconds.