I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 820: 1 Jiazi

After Yi Lin and Jiannanchun Yujian left.

Uncle Chenbei looked at the back of the two leaving with deep emotion.

He was feeling that time was like water, and there was no trace.

But the uncle didn't sigh for too long.

In sixty years, he has seen too many things in the handyman class.

Whether it is a young talent or a mediocre junior.

Too much, too much, too much.

Uncle Chenbei hummed a small tune, and easily lifted Yi Lin's shoulder pole, ready to go up the mountain.

At this point, the morning light fell, and the remaining handyman disciples didn't even know that another disciple had left the handyman class, ignorantly washing, eating, and preparing for the day's work.

Just now.

Suddenly,

Wan Lai was all silent.

Except for Uncle Chenbei, all the handyman disciples, strangely stopped their hands.

They are motionless, their eyes, breathing, and heartbeat are all strangely still, just like sculptures.

A woman with white hair, like a waterfall, with a crested jade hairpin in her bun, stood behind Uncle Chenbei at some unknown time.

Uncle Chenbei paused for a while, slowly put down his shoulder pole, turned around, and looked at the woman who appeared behind him.

The woman wore a tulle and couldn't see her face clearly. But in those eyes, there seemed to be the sun, the moon and the stars, and the inner connotation of divine light.

Uncle Chenbei looked around for a moment, and sighed: "I haven't seen you, why are you here?"

"have not seen you for a long time."

The woman's tone was indifferent.

"Hey," Uncle Chenbei chuckled, "As the saying goes, life is easy to die, and the face is easy to grow old, but I look at you, still beautiful as a flower, but the old man is very jealous."

The woman wore a plain white Taoist robe. She heard that, her eyes did not make waves, but she slowly raised her hand. As the woman raised her hand, the white and delicate skin on the back of her hand unexpectedly appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles and loss of luster.

It seemed that in these short few breaths, the woman was once again washed by the torrent of time and quickly aged.

But this weird scene didn't last long. The woman's old skin disappeared in an instant, regaining her youth. The woman whispered: "If the senior brother is willing, the junior sister is willing to face it in an old-aged posture."

When Uncle Chenbei heard this, he shook his head quickly: "No matter, it's better to be young."

The woman lowered her hand gently.

The two were silent.

The atmosphere is awkward.

When Uncle Chenbei wanted to say something to alleviate the embarrassment, the woman said again: "Junior sister is looking for someone to inherit the master's mantle."

"The person you are fancy, but is that frosty?"

"Yes."

"The baby is not bad, but it's a little bit off."

"How about Lin Yi?"

"Extremely high understanding, good temperament, and unsatisfactory qualifications, it is considered a good seed." Uncle Chenbei grinned: "What I can't see the most is that he seems to have a short life, not like a monk who can prolong his life. Weird."

The woman nodded, as if she just asked "Lin Yi" casually, and didn't take it too seriously.

After that, the woman turned around and wanted to leave.

Chenbei asked again: "Do you want to take Lin Yi?"

The woman stopped, her veil floated, revealing the corners of her lips.

"You know, I don't accept male disciples."

Chenbei hesitated for a moment, but still said in his heart: "But because of him?"

"Brother knowingly, why bother to ask?"

"Perseverance."

Chen Bei sighed lightly.

"It is this obsession that makes Junior Sister live to the present."

"But it is this obsession that will kill you after all."

"For five thousand years, after the Qijue Empress, no one can break through the Nine Heavens. If letting go of the obsession can make the junior sister live three or two hundred years longer, this obsession can't be let go."

"stubborn."

"Thanks a lot."

"..."

The woman is gone.

In this way, it seems that it is really just reminiscence of the past.

The next time I meet, maybe it will be another one.

After the woman left, Chenbei picked up the pole again, carrying two empty wooden barrels, and followed the path up the mountain.

Chenbei seems to be in a good mood today, humming a song while climbing the road.

If Yi Lin is here, you will find that Chenbei's mouth is humming, it is clearly Yi Lin's usual humming minor tune with the flavor of modern pop songs.

Songs like "Let go of that girl", "Love is a gust of wind", "Make my tears flow through the night" and so on.

Humming, the forest misted, hit Chenbei's face, condensed into dewdrops, and slid down the folds on his face.

If you don't know why, you might think that the old man is crying.

Or... he was really crying.

"It's not just you who have obsessions in my heart."

The bamboo forest in the fog, the path by the stream, sighed melancholy.

Until the woman and Chenbei left.

The rest of the handyman disciples in front of the handyman's house were moving again.

As if the sculpture came to life, it regained its vitality.

They don't know anything about the conversation that happened just now.

...

...

Here, everyone seems to have a story.

Some stories are like a bowl of tea.

Some stories are like a strong wine.

The story of Jian Nanchun is a bit above.

Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun flew in the sky.

After half a year, Jian Nanchun was afraid that Yi Lin had forgotten, so he reminded in a low voice: "Little brother, for the sake of this brother, don't you have to forget our agreement."

It's okay for Jian Nanchun not to speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yi Lin couldn't help taking out the "Jiannanchun No. 2" which had not had time to cut a few more times.

Yi Lin felt a little angry in her heart.

You put Lao Tzu in the handyman class for half a year, and ran away to be happy by yourself. If Lao Tzu didn't toss you, you would be considered dead. How dare you mention "agreement"?

Brother Chun, Brother Chun, do you want to be shameless?

Yi Lin remained silent.

Jian Nanchun sensed that Yi Lin had a knot in his heart, so he took advantage of the opportunity to explain: "You don’t know what you know, Junior Brother Lin, formally enter the front of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and go to the handyman class for three to five or seven years. ."

"The same to you?"

"Of course." Jian Nanchun smiled: "Do you know Chenbei?"

"know."

"Brother me, when he was in the handyman class, he was already there. Twenty years have passed since the Spring and Autumn Period and he is still there. Do you understand?"

"Forget it." Yi Lin decided not to worry about this guy too much for the time being...no time. He casually asked about Xia Xiaoman.

Speaking of it, Yi Lin didn't care about the eldest princess, but the emperor's seal in the eldest princess's pocket. That was a matter of his life and death in this world.

"You said Junior Sister Xia..."

When he was outside, Jian Nanchun was still unhappy, but inside, he called "Junior Sister" and "Junior Brother" very smoothly.

Jian Nanchun simply told about Xia Xiaoman.

Not to mention, Yi Lin still doesn't know.

It turned out that the handyman class was separated by male and female disciples.

The female disciple’s handyman class is on the other side of the Xiankong Mountain. There is no intersection between the men’s and women’s classes at all. This is also for safety.

When Yi Lin knew that Xia Xiaoman, as the eldest princess of Daqing, was also doing the same chores like him~www.readwn.com~, my heart was instantly relieved, and his face also showed an euphoric smile.

"Which cheat book, who gave it?"

Yi Lin thought of Jian Nanchun's tatters in the third month, and asked casually.

Jian Nanchun hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin will not ask about this."

Seeing Jian Nanchun's unspeakable concealment, Yi Lin nodded and stopped asking more questions.

Soon after.

Jian Nanchun's flying sword arrived at the destination.

It is a courtyard located on the main peak.

The Heavenly Sword Gate is suspended in the sky and the scope is vast.

There are many peaks on the fairy mountain.

On many mountain peaks, that is, in mid-air, there are floating small islands with forests, grasses, and peaks.

This landform is magnificent, magical, and amazing.

And this Bieyuan, Yi Lin had seen it from afar when he was investigating in the night without incident.

When Jian Nanchun led him to the gate of the Bieyuan, Yi Lin frowned: "The Bieyuan of the Elder Chuan Gong?"

These words shocked Jian Nanchun: "How did Junior Brother Lin know?"

It stands to reason that the handyman class usually handles miscellaneous places, but at most outside the Xianshan Floating Island, at most it is close to the residence of the outer disciples, Zizhu Forest, Jingxinyuan and other official disciples' training places.

Going further to the inner circle, there is a lot of spiritual energy, and the disciples and the masterless spirit beasts are not allowed to enter.

And the main peak of the Xianshan Floating Island in the core area is the solitary wooden house of the inner disciples, the elder's courtyard and other places, and the handyman disciples are not qualified to come up.

But at a glance, Junior Brother Lin recognized the elder Chuan Gong’s Garden. How could he be so proficient like visiting the backyard garden he planted?

Jian Nanchun slowly typed a question mark in his heart, and was about to ask a question.

Just now.

Behind the old closed wooden door, two unanimous voices came out, mixing together:

"Since it's here, just come in."