I Have a Luck Altar

The old man who called himself Chen Youtie was indeed very reserved, as if he was a little afraid of Chen Yuan, a nobleman in a splendid robe, even though Chen Yuan had shown goodwill as much as possible.

But the other party still spoke very little.

He would only say something when Chen Yuan asked.

However, Chen Yuan didn't think too much about it, because this is the real face of the bottom of the world today.

Along the way, Chen Yuan asked many questions on the sidelines, learned a lot about Chenjiacun, and even asked about the current situation of Chenjiacun.

Chen Youtie didn't seem to have much defense against him, and almost told him everything.

With his answer, Chen Yuan gradually sketched out the origin of Chenjiacun.

It is similar to what I learned in the county before. This Chen family village was not born and raised here, but moved here hundreds of years ago.

But when it was, Chen Youtie couldn't tell.

Now there are almost a hundred families, most of whom are old and weak, women and children, and rarely intermarry with outsiders, because Chenjia Village not only has people with the Chen surname, but also many foreign surnames.

As for why it is called Chenjiacun, no one can tell except the elders in the village.

Chen Youtie is not so old on the surface, in fact he is only in his fifties, and he looks old only because he does farm work all the year round.

As for the silent woman on the donkey cart, she was Chen Youtie's begging woman from another village last year. She was handicapped and seldom spoke. She even walked for half an hour without raising her eyes.

Chen Yuan just glanced at it at first, and then stopped paying attention.

After figuring out some general information about the Chen family, Chen Yuan asked insincerely how the harvest has been in recent years, and did not explain why he came until he was about to arrive at the village.

Ask if there have been any outsiders in the village in the past two years.

Chen Youtie thought for a while, shook his head slowly, and told him no.

He is the first outsider in the past two years.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yuan asked again if there were any people in the village who had gone out in the past few years and returned in recent years.

This time Chen Youtie gave Chen Yuan an affirmative answer.

It is said that there is a gentleman surnamed Wu in the village. He is capable. He went out for a few years, and only returned to the village for the first two years. He likes to fish in the back mountain when he is free.

Their family also ate the fish from Mr. Wu, it was delicious.

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yuan had a feeling that the person he was looking for should be the "Mr. Wu" that old man Chen said, but why is the surname Wu?

Even if he is an uncle, shouldn't his surname be Chen?

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Yuan asked where the back mountain that Chen Youtie was talking about was located.

"It's here."

Chen Youtie pointed to the small mountain village with some cooking smoke ahead and said.

When Chen Yuan looked around, there was a piece of tranquility and peace, as if it was a paradise.

"Thank you, old man."

Chen Youtie smiled and touched his head, saying:

"Don't dare to thank, dare not thank"

Chen Yuan glanced at the unkempt woman on the donkey cart, and said:

"I learned some medical skills in my early years, and I think I can cure my aunt's stubborn illness."

Chen Youtie rubbed his hands, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, but hesitated and didn't know what to say, Chen Yuan nodded at him, walked to the side of the woman, and slowly raised his hand.

An invisible vitality instantly enveloped the woman's whole body, and he found the problem in just a moment, and then he cured it very well, directly penetrating the woman's persistent illness with the weak vitality of heaven and earth.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan took out a bottle of medicine for treating injuries. This product is not a panacea, but something for regulating the body. The woman's constitution is too poor, so she can only take care of it slowly.

"One tablet for half a month, take it in water, and you will be cured within three months."

Chen Yuan put the medicine bottle on the donkey cart.

"How much silver?"

"It's a handy job, it's thanks to the old man for showing the way just now."

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't want money, Chen Youtie hurried to the side of the donkey cart, intending to pick up the eggs that he had just bought at the market and gave them to him, but Chen Yuan's figure had disappeared just as he looked up.

"Yingzi, you can see that nobleman has just gone."

"Fly away."

The unkempt woman still held a money bag in her hand and pointed into the distance.

"This is meeting a god."

Chen Youtie murmured while looking at the few taels of silver in the money bag.

The reason why he didn't give him so much was because he didn't want any disasters to happen because of it. A few taels of silver was just right, and it could be regarded as busy answering his questions before it was all over.

After Chen Yuan Yukong left, he didn't go far away, he just entered Chenjia Village with a hidden breath, and he felt nothing strange along the way.

Instead, there was a broken spear on the stone platform at the entrance of the village, which made him stop for a moment.

Chenjiacun, Houshan.

In the middle of the lake, an old man with white beard and hair and wearing a coir hat threw a straight hook, and a light drizzle began to fall around, moving with the wind, like a beautiful picture scroll.

The old man looked at the lake that was hit by the drizzle, and murmured softly:

"It's not slow to come."

In the void, Chen Yuan spotted the figure on the boat in the lake at a glance, which gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and the memories of the past also came out.

It's uncle!

The sitting figure was exactly the same as the figure in his mind.

Ever since the cover of heaven on his body was broken by senior Mo Luo, many memories from the past flooded into his mind, so he didn't feel strange.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan fell from the void and walked on the water. The surrounding rainwater avoided three feet from his body, and he came to a few feet behind his uncle in a short moment.

Before he could speak, the white-haired old man in a straw hat turned his back to him and spoke first:

"coming?"

"coming!"

"You shouldn't be here."

"But I'm still here."

"Isn't it good to be a head catcher in Ping'an County for the rest of your life?"

"Not what I wanted."

After Chen Yuan answered firmly, he bowed solemnly:

"My nephew has met my uncle."

It was the first time he saw the old man in front of him after his rebirth, but he felt a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart. After all, he, or the original body, was brought up by his uncle.

Kindness is very important.

The white-haired old man put down the fishing rod in his hand, and turned his head slowly, revealing his true face. He had a childlike face with white hair, bright eyes, and a long beard hanging from his waist.

With a somewhat fairy-like temperament, he looked Chen Yuan up and down, and said:

"Something has changed."

Chen Yuan's heart tightened, but he still replied as usual:

"People change, just more or less."

The old man was in a daze, and the figure in front of him was gradually overlapping with the child he had raised, but his temperament was completely different, and the current Chen Yuan didn't show any frivolity.

There was a powerful force all over him.

A bit of him.

"Are you here to find out about your life experience?"

"Is it the remaining veins of the former Chu?"

Chen Yuan stared at the uncle and asked.

The old man shrank his eyes, as if he was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, since the other party has the ability to break through his methods back then, it doesn't seem surprising to know this, so he nodded immediately:

"Yes, you are the direct son and grandson of the last emperor of the Xiang family."

Hearing the accurate answer, Chen Yuan felt relieved for some reason, as if he had let go of some heavy burden.

"Then why was my nephew brought up in Ping'an County by my uncle?"

"It was your mother's request."

"Ok?"

Chen Yuan frowned.

"Your mother hopes that you will be safe and sound in this life. Originally, this old man wanted to give you a name of 'Ping An', but after thinking about it, I gave up. Qianlong came out of the abyss. As a member of the royal family, you are very extraordinary in itself, and the word 'Ping An' Can't hold back."

Chen Yuan was silent for a moment.

Chen Ping?

call.

Really, what a coincidence.

"Who is my mother?"

"You worked so hard to find this place, the old man knows what you want to know, no matter what, the secret has been broken, there is nothing to hide, the old man's original name is Wu Daozi, he is good at Danqing, and he earned the false name of a saint of painting."

Chen Yuan's eyes moved.

Painter, Wu Daozi? !

Of course he has heard of this name, but the rumors in the world have disappeared for decades. Well, thinking about it now, it seems that he should have lived in seclusion in Ping'an County.

And he also had a thought, thinking of the past deep in his memory.

It seems that the uncle really likes to paint, but the things he paints are not flattering.

"This old man is not your uncle, but has some connections with your mother's family, the Chen family. More than 20 years ago, I was entrusted by your mother to ask the old man to use the technique of concealing the secrets of heaven to cover you up.

Later, he brought you to Ping'an County, brought you up and found a job as a police officer for you. He thought you could live a safe life with this job.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years without seeing you, you will have such changes. "

"Mother clan?"

"Your mother is the daughter of the former Chu Zhenguo General, and married the former Chu prince. Unfortunately, when the marriage was married, the dynasty had come to an end, and this old man has some connections with the Chen family. I have received his kindness. Your mother came to me, old man. Naturally, I have to repay this kindness, and the kindness of nurturing for twenty years can be regarded as repayment."

"Is my mother still alive?"

Chen Yuan asked calmly.

"I don't know. After I handed you over to me, I disappeared. I think so."

"Is it the Sima family's hand?"

It seems reasonable for the current royal family to hunt down the remnants of the previous dynasty.

"He is a strong member of the Xiang family."

"what?"

Chen Yuan's eyes were startled.

"Your mother doesn't want to talk about the specific past, and the old man won't ask too much. I only know that you were hunted down by members of the Xiang family. It seems very important.

But your mother was unwilling to do so, and secretly brought you, who was still a baby, to Shuzhou. "

Chen Yuan frowned, although he told himself before coming here that he was just looking for his life experience, but now that he heard about these things, a strong murderous intent still enveloped his mind.

"That's why your mother found the old man. Otherwise, with the blood involved, even if you run to the ends of the earth, the Xiang family will still feel it."

"Then me now?"

"I don't think so now. After all, more than twenty years have passed. Maybe you have been dead for many years in the eyes of those in the Xiang family."

"Then do I still have relatives?"

"You also have an uncle, who just disappeared decades ago. It seems that he took the initiative to expose the Xiang family and attract the attention of the Sima family.

If you think about it, you have already fallen. Otherwise, with him, the members of the Xiang family would not dare to hunt down your mother and son brazenly. "

"Is he strong?"

"Very strong!"

"Thank you, Uncle, for clarifying the confusion!"

Chen Yuan was silent for a long time, then bowed to him.

If things are really as he said, then his kindness to Chen Yuan is indeed too great. He has no blood relationship, but he is willing to live in seclusion for him for twenty years and raise him single-handedly, just like his parents.

Wu Daozi also accepted Chen Yuan's bow calmly, and said softly:

"I've told you everything the old man knows. Now, it's time for you to talk about your changes over the past few years."

He looked at Chen Yuan with interest and asked.

It's really far from what it was a few years ago.

Before he left, Chen Yuan had just had a calm personality, but he still often went to the place of fireworks with that boy named Wang Ping.

But now, his cultivation has already reached the Realm Realm!

There is a world of difference!

He led Chen Yuan with one hand, so he naturally knew that his original cultivation base was just stepping into the martial arts, so far, it has only been more than two years at most.

Even Chu Taizu was no more than that in those days, right?

So, he was curious.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, and then told about his affairs one by one. In order to prevent him from being too frightened, he made up a lie, saying that not long after his uncle's fake death,

Then he got a Buddhist body training technique by accident, and then his cultivation base skyrocketed, step by step to the position of headhunter.

He lengthened the timeline, making it less frightening.

Later, he was valued by a patrol angel in Fucheng, and he was transferred to Fucheng to listen.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan tried his best not to be so surprised, but Wu Daozi was still very surprised. After listening, he said in a deep voice: "You are indeed of the blood of Emperor Chu. At the beginning, the old man only thought you were extraordinary, but I didn't expect that So much potential, nice”

He praised it.

Because Chen Yuan's achievements are worthy of praise.

In just a few years, he soared into the sky, which fits the meaning of his name for Chen Yuan.

Dive into the abyss!

"Unfortunately, the old man can no longer protect the way for you."

After a long time, Wu Daozi shook his head slowly.

"What do you mean, uncle?"

Wu Daozi smiled, looked straight at the lake, picked up the pole at hand, and then pulled it suddenly, a lively red carp fell into the wooden boat.

"When I was covering the sky for you, I once fought against the powerful members of the Xiang family and injured my source. In order to live a few more years, I sacked my cultivation base.

Now the old man is only a little stronger than ordinary people. "

Chen Yuan stared at Wu Daozi's free and easy back, a little silent.

When he hadn't shown himself before, he felt that the aura on Uncle's body was no different from that of ordinary people, and he thought it was because he had reached the state of harmony with heaven and earth.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be self-dissolution.

Although it seems to have a fairy spirit, it is only a foundation building cultivation base.

And these are all for him.

For some kindness of the Chen family.

"Is there a way to restore it?"

After a long time, Chen Yuan spoke.

"No, the old man also looked away, otherwise he wouldn't have left Ping'an County to live in seclusion. Now that you have the style of a great ancestor, your heart is calm. Even if you meet your mother under the nine springs, you can still talk.

Although I didn't fulfill the promise back then to let you have a safe life, it's better now. "

Wu Daozi said with a smile indifferently.

"Why does uncle live here in seclusion? Does this Chen Family Village have anything to do with my nephew?"

Chen Yuan was silent for a long time, and began to change the subject.

He still called Wu Daozi Uncle, and it has been like this ever since.

Wu Daozi looked into the distance, as if his mood had spread far away again, and said:

"This Chen family village is the family members of the Chen family army under the command of your mother's family, the Chen family. After the Sima family usurped power, your uncle settled them here.

And engraved the formation, did you see the broken spear at the entrance of the village? "

"I see."

"Under the true king, whoever comes and who dies."

"Where is the true king?"

"If you don't die, you will be seriously injured."

Chen Yuan: "."

If the uncle hadn't said so, he really didn't see anything strange about the broken spear.

"It's a pity that this place has declined more and more over the past few hundred years. Perhaps in another hundred years, this Chen Family Village will completely disappear."

Wu Daozi sighed lightly.

"The old man also has only a crippled body left, but at any rate, he still has some superficial methods. After protecting you for twenty years, guarding this village for another twenty years, and dying with it, this life is nothing."

"I see."

Chen Yuan nodded, but he didn't say anything more.

Because the uncle's current strength is low, it is not suitable for him to come out of the rivers and lakes again. It is actually appropriate to stay in this paradise for the elderly. As for his injuries,

Maybe there is still hope when he achieves success in martial arts in the future.

In any case, the kindness of nurturing for the past twenty years is real, and if given the opportunity, he will definitely repay it, which can be regarded as making his thoughts clear.

"Your talent is rare. At least in the past few years, I have never seen anyone who can match you. Your future is limitless, and you will surely have achievements in the future. But if you want to achieve great things, you need to be extremely cautious.

Those descendants of the Xiang family, the fellows of the Sima family, are your future enemies, they are not that simple. "

Wu Daozi had already sensed Chen Yuan's ambitions when he told about the past, and considering today's truth, he felt that Chen Yuan would never be dormant forever.

But before you have the strength to push everything across, if you are impulsive, it will be even more dangerous.

"Thank you uncle for reminding me, my nephew will keep it in mind!"

Building walls high, accumulating food widely, becoming king slowly, these nine-character mantras have long been understood by him, and he is also a very cautious character, and he will not act rashly unless necessary.

"That's good."

Wu Daozi smiled lightly and stroked his long beard.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit frozen, Chen Yuan thought about some past and doubts, looked at Wu Daozi's back, and asked casually: "That Master Xuyan of Ci'en Temple was also the back-hand before the uncle left?"

The monk Chen Yuan who helped him felt that something was wrong after he noticed that his uncle's parents had faked their deaths. After thinking about it later, it was probably arranged by his uncle, but he didn't find this when he inspected Chenjiacun traces of people.

So I'm a little curious.

Could it be a wandering monk?

"What master of lies?"

"It's the monk from the Sutra Pavilion of Ci'en Temple who mentioned me when he hunted down the traces of demons and monsters. Could it be that uncle forgot?"

"Isn't that an ordinary monk?"

Wu Daozi turned his head, looked at Chen Yuan curiously and asked.

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly froze.

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