Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

The dinner ended quickly, and ended with Zhu Cindy supporting Chen Changfeng, while the burly man carried Chen Xian'an on his back and supported the old man with a white beard as they left.

When Chen Diji left, there were countless empty wine jars piled up at the scene. He reasonably suspected that today's dinner was not held for him, but that they simply wanted to drink.

"Have you eaten today?" Seeing Chen Diji walking back alone, Chen Xianglong quickly caught up with him. He looked at Chen Diji mysteriously and asked.

"What?" Chen Diji didn't know what Chen Xianglong was asking. He looked puzzled, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"That's it!" Chen Xianglong lowered his voice and explained, "It's the dish that your father prepared for you personally."

As soon as Chen Xianglong said that, Chen Diji remembered that he had almost forgotten everything about what happened just now because of those old men's mischief. It was estimated that not only him, but even Chen Changfeng had forgotten about cooking.

To be honest, he had no idea which dishes were cooked by Chen Changfeng and which were cooked by the chef. He didn't have much appetite today, so he just picked three dishes that looked pretty good and tasted them.

Naturally, he couldn't say that he didn't eat. He nodded calmly, but didn't dare to look at Chen Xianglong, "I ate it."

"How does it taste?" Chen Xianglong looked at Chen Diji with great anticipation. He wanted to see how Chen Changfeng's cooking skills would be perceived by his fifth brother.

What's it like? Chen Diji always felt that the tone was strange. Although he was confused, he was lying anyway. He said, "It tastes... not bad."

At least the dishes he ate did taste good.

"What!" Chen Xianglong stopped walking instantly and shouted when he heard it.

Chen Diji continued walking forward with an indifferent expression. He suspected that he had said something wrong, but since the words had already been spoken, there was no reason to take them back.

Seeing Chen Diji leaving, Chen Xianglong hurriedly chased after him and said, "You actually think the dishes cooked by that old man are delicious? My God, you have the strangest taste among all of us."

"What's wrong?" Chen Diji asked, "Do you think his cooking is not tasty?"

"Of course not." Chen Xianglong's expression was extremely exaggerated. Just when Chen Diji was thinking that his answer was fine, he heard Chen Xianglong change the subject, "It's not that the food he cooked was bad, it's that the food he cooked was terrible!"

"Over the years, it has always been his mother who has given him confidence, but we...we brothers have had enough."

"His food is as good as poison. No! It's worse than poison! If it were served to others, I don't know how many people would be poisoned to death."

Chen Xianglong's exaggerated words made Chen Diji speechless for a moment.

If the dishes cooked by Chen Changan were so bad, then...why did Chen Xianglong insist on letting him taste his father's dishes?

He stopped, frowned, and looked at Chen Xianglong with questioning eyes.

Chen Xianglong suddenly remembered what he said to Chen Diji when he took him there today. He scratched his head guiltily and made up an excuse to escape. "I... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first! You... you should remember where your room is! I won't take you there! Goodbye!"

He fled quickly, and Chen Diji followed closely with his eyes. He did not slowly withdraw his gaze until Chen Xianglong disappeared completely.

There were three of them when they came, but now he is the only one going back.

Zhu San had long disappeared, and Sheng Xin was nowhere to be found. It seemed that he heard that Zhu San had returned to his own cemetery, and wanted to bring back all the treasures that he had hidden in the cemetery.

I don’t know what other treasures Shengxin has, but the world of immortal cultivation is so cruel that it would be better for him to leave the treasures in the cemetery instead of carrying them with him. At least the cemetery is much safer.

"Senior Brother." Chen Diji was walking alone when Zhu Wuhen's voice came from behind him. Chen Diji turned around and suddenly a gust of wind blew. He felt dizzy and it seemed that a dark shadow was approaching.

Oops... it's not my junior brother... who is it... why did he... knock me out...

Zhu San...

Zhu San...

"Zhu..."

"Hmph! Stop shouting. That chicken won't come no matter how much you shout. It's you! The new son that Chen Changfeng wants to adopt!"

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone talking to him, but he saw nothing but a pair of black boots and fainted directly.

*

"boom!"

Zhu San kicked open Chen Diji's door carrying a sack of things, moved his paws, and walked in with great pride, "Son, come and see what your father brought!"

"Ahahahaha...yes, this is the gold I brought!"

"It's really beautiful. I will use these things to make you a golden armor in the future! What do you think?"

He placed a sack of gold on the table, looked back, and found that there was no trace of Chen Diji in the whole room. When he was about to use his spiritual sense to sense, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck and split a tree outside the house.

"what..."

Zhu San looked at the traces left by the lightning and his expression tightened.

It seems... I can't use my spiritual sense anymore! I hope my son is not in any danger!

He was feeling uneasy and just in time he saw the rocking chair out of the corner of his eye. He ran over and sat down on it.

"Phew~ It's still comfortable here." He crossed his legs and rested his head on a pair of chicken wings. "My son's strength is not bad. He should have no problem dealing with some small fish. No need to worry."

"Besides, it's following us..."

*

"I sense that my junior brother has left the Chen Mansion." Xie Chunan found a wooden fish from somewhere and was sitting on the roof, watching it one after another. He crossed his legs and looked a bit like a monk who had returned to secular life.

"Not only you, I sensed it too." Xie Zhaoli frowned, feeling a little worried, "I wonder where they are going to take my junior brother. Should we... go look for him?"

"No!" Leng Yufeng immediately interrupted Xie Zhaoli's thoughts, "The enemy is stronger than you and me. If we need to save them, we should let Senior Zhu San do it."

"Don't forget, he's very strong!"

When they heard Zhu San's name, the three nervous people finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, they waited for a long time and didn't feel any movement. Ruan Moli, who had been silent all the time, became a little impatient, "Why hasn't Senior Zhu San chased after him? Doesn't he usually care about Junior Brother Seven?"

"Senior Zhu San...did he...go somewhere else?"

Ruan Moli made this guess, and Xie Zhaoli immediately expressed his own guess, "Senior Zhu San would never leave Junior Brother Seven. He must have discovered that Junior Brother Seven was kidnapped, and he should have chased after him a long time ago."

"Don't worry about it for now. It won't be too late for us to look for them when we wake up tomorrow morning."

Everyone nodded, confirming this idea.

It's not that they don't worry about Chen Diji, but Chen Diji has always been protected by Zhu San, so they don't need to worry. What's more, that person is stronger than them, so they don't have to worry even more.

However, what they didn't expect was that this time Zhu San not only did not chase after him, but opened the sack with great excitement and counted the gold happily.

"A golden armor!"

"A bed of gold!"

"A golden helmet!"

"A golden rocking chair."

"Ahahaha... I, Zhu San, will build my entire nest with this gold. When the time comes, I will make them jealous to death... Hahaha..."