Piao Astronomy    Part 7 Chapter 35 Don’t step on my dead grass!

This sentence came out. Chu Tenghu, who had his head lowered and had not spoken, quietly raised his head, looked at Chu Yang with his eyes, and then lowered his eyelids. "《》.com

At this glance, jealousy was as crazy as a knife!

Although Chu Yang's cultivation level has not yet recovered, his current spiritual consciousness is almost completely integrated with the soul of the first generation of the Nine Tribulation Sword Master, and he is truly the best in the world!

Of course, I noticed the origin of this gaze and also noticed the badness in this gaze.

But how could Chu Yang take him in his heart now? Yun Danfeng turned around and placed the three Chu Tenghu brothers behind his butts.

You are not in my eyes, let alone you boy?

He said to Chu Feiling, and in Chu Feiling's proud smile, Chu Yang followed Chu Xiongcheng into the inner hall, and after leaving, he turned on a quiet path.

"Yang Yang, I'm very skillful in treating my injuries just now." Chu Xiongcheng shook his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yang with a smile.

"Of course I was not skilled at first, but after a night of practice, I finally became skilled now." Chu Yang said cautiously. He cleverly said that he had first treated other people's injuries as "practice". If Chu Xiongcheng asked, he would say: It was not very good at that time, and he was not sure...

Block the road ahead of time.

Chu Xiongcheng didn't expect that his grandson was playing tricks and asked in a low voice: "I care whether you practice or not. Grandpa only asked you, is there any part of your business the night before yesterday?"

"What happened the night before yesterday? What happened?" Chu Yang was surprised and suddenly realized: "Grandpa is saying... what happened to the attacks of all major families?"

Chu Xiong stared at him like an eagle and falcon, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you or not?"

Chu Yang shouted in great accusation: "Grandpa... If I did it, can I still hide it from you? This is a big matter that concerns the life and death of the family! I really didn't do it. It's not my business."

I thought to myself, I really didn't do it, it was done by the sword spirit.

Chu Xiongcheng snorted and said, "Then how did you learn about this treatment?"

"When I was in the next three days, the miraculous doctor Du Shiqing once gave me a medical pharmacy; in the middle three days, in the extreme northern wasteland, I accidentally broke into a cave. The stone walls in the cave were carved with the methods of breaking and resolving all evil techniques from ancient times to the present and the way to resolve the evil practices. Holy Hall.com"

Chu Yang didn't blink for a moment, and said sincerely in a heart-stopping tone, a wronged face. It was a kind of depression that was suspected of doing good things! Even tears were about to flash in his eyes.

Mr. Chu couldn't bear it immediately. Oh, what did I force my grandson into... It seems that it wasn't him. He comforted: "Since it's not you, then you will avoid the limelight during this period. Even if someone suspects, there will be me who will make the decision for you!"

Chu Yang said naively: "Are they not grateful at all for saving them? Instead, they have to deal with me?"

Mr. Chu stroked his beard and sighed: "What a pure and honest child. Things are so simple in this world. Being rewarded by someone's grace should be repaid with a spring, and repaying such a thing for life is no longer... The current world is strength."

Chu Yang said angrily: "This is so unfair!"

Patting his shoulder, Old Master Chu said earnestly: "When you grow up, you will understand."

Master Chu muttered, feeling confused: "How could this happen...How could this happen...How could they do this..."

Mr. Chu sighed, feeling that he was really a failure. The reality he said polluted his grandson's pure and flawless heart...

This is a huge blow to the child's pure and good character. I hope this child can recognize this evil world as soon as possible...

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The path gradually became desolate, with lush weeds on both sides and wild flowers swaying. Rows of tall trees standing straight up. Each plant was surrounded by several people, with lush branches and leaves. It was densely packed with bird nests. The ground was covered with fallen leaves. A thick layer was paved. Walking on it, it was rustling and sounding. I don’t know how many years have I not cleaned it.

Walking on this desolate path makes people feel a sense of being quiet and far away from the world.

In this wonderful feeling, neither of them was willing to speak, and walked forward silently, only the sound of their own footsteps sounded...

Both of them have this feeling: it seems that this frequency can extend to the end of the world. (《》.com.

Jian Ling sighed with some regret and said, "I saw that this is where the strong should live. Stay away from the vanity, stay away from the hustle and bustle, be alone, accompany the heaven and earth, day after day, year after year, hard to comprehend the wonderful truth of life, martial arts and heaven, until his flesh and blood withered with the flowers, plants and trees, turned into the breeze of soil, and returned to the earth..."

"Everyone in the world knows that the strong are dominant, the clouds are turned into clouds, the rain is turned into a drift, and the storm is unparalleled. But who would have thought that behind this mighty and domineering is a thousand-year loneliness, the irresistible loneliness..."

Chu Yang felt a sourness and melancholy in his heart, and asked softly: "Does... they don't have wives? They don't have a beauty that will accompany them for the rest of their lives? They don't have unforgettable... feelings?"

"There is..." Jian Ling sighed deeply and said, "But it is like the fallen leaves on the ground, all gone... The only thing that can accompany them is some memories that never fade in their hearts... Otherwise, how could it be said that the heights are so cold..."

Chu Yang was silent.

"So, before that, only a very small number of strong men could reach the peak together. Such people may not be able to have a pair in tens of thousands of years."

The sword spirit seemed to be alerting something, and seemed to sigh: "So... generally such strong people go through the ruthless way... because, if you are obsessed with love, in these long years, your lover will leave, just the deep affection and friendship of the past, the moon and the whole world... is enough to drive people crazy. How can you survive the long hundreds of years in the future?"

"So, the Nine Heavens Continent, Wuqing Dao Lord is in charge of everything!"

The sword spirit was a little worried: "But you are practicing the sentient beings, reversing the tradition of 90,000 years... I hope you... don't know you..."

After talking about it, the sword spirit had no choice but to sigh.

"My eyes and my heart look at the world, my love and my will will be bitter and sweet; if you don't become the last moon of the ninth heaven, why not be afraid of the difficulty of reincarnation in the world!" Chu Yang said silently.

The sword spirit was silent and sighed.

Indulge in love and love, and keep the world full of difficulties and hardships. I want to be with my lover and my brother. Even if I will eventually be as unattainable as the last moon in the ninth heaven, as long as my lover passes away... I will accompany her in reincarnation!

This is Chu Yang's answer.

"Who doesn't know that friendship is priceless? But... the way of heaven is ruthless. What will happen in the future if you value love so much..." Jian Ling thought silently.

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The two came to the end.

It was a small courtyard, very simple. The surrounding walls were covered with dead grass, layer by layer, yellow and green, so crowded that the wall was not visible. The cracks were stretched open by grass roots, and it looked like the wall was about to collapse.

The wall was even more lush, and it actually jumped up several feet and swayed in the wind.

The two wooden doors were obviously red sandalwood. Seeing these two wooden doors, Chu Yang confirmed: This ancestor was probably not only three or four hundred years old that he guessed, but at least six or seven hundred years old...

Because this hard red sandalwood can no longer withstand the wind and frost in some places, large traces of decay have appeared.

Chu Yang knew that if this kind of red sandalwood was carefully used and placed in the room, it would not change for a thousand years. Although this wooden door was tempered by wind and rain outside, it could reach this point... It is enough to show that the years have passed.

There is only one thing that is strange: why is there not a single person in this ancestor who can live for so long?

Chu Xiongcheng finally spoke: "I'll send you here, you can go in by yourself. The ancestors only want to see you."

Chu Yang said: "Yes."

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door. It was silent inside. Chu Yang used force on his hand. The wooden door creaked open, revealing the yard covered with weeds.

Then Chu Yang walked in one step.

Turning around, he creaked again, covered the wooden door, separated Chu Xiong outside, and closed all the thousands of years of wind, frost, loneliness outside the door.

Chu Xiongcheng was stunned for a long time before turning around and leaving.

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Chu Yang turned around.

The dead grass in the yard is very thick, and the newly grown weeds are very high, which can reach the height of your waist on average. Chu Yang carefully pushed it apart, stepped on the dead grass as much as possible, and walked forward.

A sighing voice inside said softly: "Step on the grass, don't step on my dead grass."

Chu Yang was stunned and acted as he said.

I suddenly felt a little sad.

Step on the grass, don’t step on my dead grass... You can see that this ancestor is a lover. Or, in his heart, these dead grasses that have passed away... without vitality are like his passing years, lovers and brothers?

Chu Yang suddenly understood the real reason why his ancestors refused to let them clean.

It's because he can't let it go!

The grass fell down creakingly at Chu Yang's feet, and then after Chu Yang passed, it stood up again. Although it was a little tilted, it did not hinder its vitality.

There are three thatched huts in the yard. The wooden door is open, and the gaps are covered with moss on the stone steps in front of the door. There is a large bluestone on the left, covered with moss, and a large tank on the right, filled with rain. I don’t know how many years have not been cleaned. The tank has turned dark green, and tiny red bugs are rolling inside...

"Come in." The voice said lightly.

Chu Yang finally took a step forward and entered this place where the saint-level masters who were full of mystery and legends lived for the young people in the world.

It was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and it was actually very clean. There was a bed, a table, and a chair in the room.

Obviously, the ancestors did not intend to host guests here, so there was no place to sit.

This is just his own world.

On the side wall, an ancient painting was quietly hanging, on which a girl with bright eyes and white teeth, with affectionate eyes, silently staring at everything in this thatched house.

The ancestor was wearing a blue shirt and was standing quietly in front of the painting, looking at the person in the painting silently. His back was facing Chu Yang, and his statue was motionless. His back showed infinite desolation, loneliness and loneliness.

Did he come to this portrait for hundreds of years?

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I wrote this chapter today and I felt extremely depressed.
Chapter completed!