[Shen Jian] Plum rain

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01

Immortals are also invisible, moving and closing, coming out and entering nothing, immortal and immortal.A hundred years in the world is just a snap of your fingers, watching the battles turn and the stars move, the time sequence changes, and the old appearance of Guanjiangkou has been changed in a hurry, but the mansion of the Yang family is still standing amidst the vicissitudes of life, with its appearance unchanged.

In the early morning, when the sky was still hazy, a hairy hand quietly opened the gate of Yang's mansion, and then a fluffy head poked in, looking all over the courtyard with a pair of shining golden eyes. The garden was full of green bamboos and a pool of little lotuses, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.Just as he was thinking, someone suddenly pressed his shoulder from behind, pulled out his monkey head from the crack in the door, and covered his mouth and nose tightly with great foresight before he could make a sound.

The hairy monkey moved nimbly, took a quick step back, and when he saw the person in front of him, he turned a smile on his face: "Chen Xiang, it's you, you scared my old grandson to death."

With a stuffy smile on the corner of Chen Xiang's mouth, he pretended to be surprised and asked: "Nagging, what wind brought you here?"

It's a disappointment to mention this.Sun Wukong jumped onto the stone lion at the entrance, twisted the ears of the stone lion with his hairy hands, and swayed back and forth: "Old Sun was reciting scriptures well in Mount Emei, but I don't know who is a good-natured person, shouting at the entrance of Lao Sun's cave. "

"Shout what?"

Sun Wukong was angry: "It was called 'Erlang God is looking for a girl on a blind date, she is fair and beautiful' blah blah blah... When I heard it, it was outrageous, but it was a new thing anyway, so I hurried over to have a look." After talking for a long time, Finally when it came to the serious business, he tensed his legs, and finally stopped torturing the stone lion, and asked, "Chen Xiang, is your uncle really going on a blind date? He also wants to get married and have children? You Yang family has you? Isn't it enough?"

After all, seeing Chen Xiang's distressed face, Sun Wukong suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, your surname is Liu, and strictly speaking, you are not a child of the Yang family. If he really wants to pass on the Yang family, he has to give birth to him... I am Said, he went to find a woman to have sex with."

Hearing what he said, Chen Xiang didn't get angry at all, and just sighed slightly: "My mother really thinks so. My uncle spoiled my mother again, and agreed after talking two or three times. But I think my uncle agreed to her and didn't It's not because my surname is Liu. He regards me as his own son, and he doesn't care if I am Liu Chenxiang or Yang Chenxiang."

The more Sun Wukong listened, the more strange he became: "Then why did he promise Sanshengmu?"

A thought went round and round in Chen Xiang's heart, turning into a love thread several times, lingering and mixed with a little pity and pain, and it became tighter and tighter with each breath.

But it was interrupted by a few dog barks.

Roaring Sky Dog rushed out of the door, moved its nose, and smiled when it saw Monkey King: "It really is you, Monkey King! The master asked me to ask, what is the stinky monkey doing here?"

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian have never dealt with each other very well. Usually, when they see each other, they usually face each other with swords and swords. , there are so many different nicknames for each other; and often every time there is a fight, inspiration suddenly strikes, and some weird nicknames that others cannot easily understand are made up. Knowing that the other party is calling me, I deserve it faster than anyone else.

This can probably be regarded as a rare tacit understanding.

Now there is another phrase "smelly monkey", which was yelled by Xiao Tiangou, which is clearly a dog's power.Although Sun Wukong was bored, he couldn't come here in vain, so he bowed his hands and smiled softly at Xiaotiangou: "Hello, Dog King, please show me the way. I want to meet your master and ask him something."

Xiao Tiangou felt very comfortable when he was called "King of Dogs". Moreover, when the Monkey King came, Yang Jian had no intention of refusing to see him, so he brought Monkey King into the mansion.It just so happened that Yang Jian just took a morning bath, finished grooming and dressing, and walked out of the backyard. Monkey King smelled a cool and soft scent of saponins in his face.

The scent of saponins is fresh and tranquil, and thanks to the insensitive nose of the Monkey King, the moment he saw Yang Jian's face, he smelled it thoroughly, and when he saw the half-wet hair on his shoulders, his handsome monkey face turned half red ——The other half is that he deliberately squeezed his nose and talked, making himself red.

He waved his hand and said, "You can't smell it, you can't smell it! Three Eyes, your water skills may not be much better than Old Sun's, but you always like to stay in the water. I really don't understand what you think."

Yang Jian ignored it and turned to enter the house.Sun Wukong read the meaning of "follow me" from his actions smoothly, regardless of how right or wrong he read, he followed in without saying a word.There was a not-so-strong sandalwood scent in Yang Jian's room, and Sun Wukong sneezed again when he smelled it, and couldn't help feeling suffocated: "Yang Xiaosheng, what kind of incense do you burn in your room all day long? You don't believe in Buddhism."

Yang Jian finally gave him a cold look: "What do you want from me?"

Sun Wukong finally remembered the business, but he didn't know where to start, so he poured himself a cup of cold tea and drank a few sips, and asked him if he wanted to get married.While speaking, Yang Jian's expression froze slightly. He probably didn't know how such a trivial matter would reach Mount Emei, so he was a little unclear; What did Saint want to say?"

Since Sun Wukong came in, Yang Jian only spoke two sentences with him, and both sentences were questions and answers.Sun Wukong was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he was inexplicably unwilling, so he said simply: "Don't you think that when a man gets married, he will become a mother-in-law, and when he fights, he will be procrastinated. If he looks forward and backward, he will not look like a real man." !"

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and it was Chen Xiang who entered the threshold with hot tea.

"Master," when he arrived in front of Yang Jian, he called "Master" respectfully instead, "The hospitality is not good, don't worry about it with the apprentice. Let's have a cup of tea."

Although it was a cup of hot tea, it extinguished Yang Jian's anger just now.He turned his eyes away expressionlessly, not looking at Monkey King's face squatting on a chair blowing hot air.

"That's all you want to tell me?"

Chen Xiang left with the tea tray, and the moment the door closed, Yang Jian's indifferent voice was heard, and there was a burst of joy in his heart like a deer bumping around for no reason.

He and Yang Jian have lived together as nephew and uncle in Guanjiangkou for a hundred years, and it has been too long since no one has visited Yang's mansion.Although Yang Jian is the food he protects, but if some uncompetitive opponents occasionally appear in life, let Yang Jian's differential treatment be shown to the face, for Chen Xiang, it will naturally be as sweet as eating honey .

"Old Sun is kind enough to remind you!"

"Nothing to do with you."

"...Okay, Yang Jian," Sun Wukong was angry, "When you can't beat Grandpa Sun in the future, don't cry and beg Grandpa to forgive you!"

This time, Chen Xiang didn't hear Yang Jian's reply at all.In the next moment, Sun Wukong broke through the door and flew away as if he had been wronged by the sky. The cup of tea was still hot and smoking on the table.

Standing outside the door, Chen Xiang collided with Yang Jian who was in the room, and she knew that Monkey King was inexplicable.

"Let's go, forget about these trivial matters." Yang Jian took the tea tray in his hand and threw it to the passing paper figurines. "While your mother is still sleeping, accompany uncle to Meishan."

His attitude towards Chen Xiang was naturally much softer, and there was a smile in his eyes when he spoke.There was also a smile on Chen Xiang's face, and before his uncle reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, he took his hand first.

The fingertips were slightly tinged with the coolness after waking up and taking a bath in the morning, holding it in the hand, the palms were scratched slightly, and the bottom of the heart was also slightly itchy.Yang Jian reprimanded him in a low voice for being naive and not delving into this aspect, so he and his nephew set foot on Yuntou and flew to Meishan.

Along the way, the uncle and nephew tacitly didn't mention the uninvited guest this morning. Instead, Yang Jian first thought of the evil black fish spirit that was exterminated some time ago, and told Chen Xiang to find out if there were any gangsters behind him.Chen Xiang agreed, holding his hand without letting go, and said that it was windy and cold, and stuck to Yang Jian's side.Yang Jian's body froze slightly, but in the end he really let him go, and said with a smile that he was only old but not tempered.The two stayed together for a long time, Yang Jian suddenly took a cloak out of thin air, and wrapped it tightly around Chen Xiang.Chen Xiang lowered her head and took a closer look, and recognized at a glance that it was the robe she sewed for Yang Jian a few years ago. Thinking that he was still around, she didn't know whether she should be happy or not.

When we arrived at Meishan, just standing on the top of the cloud, we could see 1000 or two hundred grass-headed gods lined up in dozens of square formations, dressed in battle armor and holding knives and guns, and their movements were in unison; look at each other.Seeing Yang Jian coming with agarwood, the six brothers came in one after another and performed the ceremony of master and servant with Yang Jian.Although Yang Jian treated them like brothers and relatives, they never recognized themselves as subordinates, and Yang Jian couldn't force him to do so. After receiving a gift, he didn't see Ni Tianying, so he asked where Ni Tian was.Old Daoist: "Eagle's nature is wild, probably because training is boring, so he went out to play."

Yang Jian nodded and didn't ask any more questions, he just said to walk around Meishan to see how the Caotou God was practicing.He has become a god of killing, and he has experienced the battle of conferring gods. He has long been a murderous master, and he has often come to Meishan to train soldiers. The boss has never worried that he may be accidentally injured, and he tacitly agrees that he does not need to accompany; It was the sixth son, Zhijian, who suddenly appeared and said for the first time that he would go with him.

Zhi Jian probably had something to say to Yang Jian, and it happened that Chen Xiang also wanted to hear what he would say.The three people who were originally in a straight line gradually changed into formations, and Chen Xiang walked up to Yang Jian's side step by step, using his body to keep a distance between Yang Jian and the sharp spear and sword dancing by the grass-headed god, and at the same time quietly pricked up half of his ears.

"Second Lord, do you still remember the third princess of the West Sea?"

This is Zhijian's opening remarks, which stunned Chen Xiang for a while.He had indeed heard that such a character appeared in Yang Jian's life, the daughter of the Dragon King of the West Sea, named Ao Cunxin.Later, when Yang Chan mentioned her occasionally, there was always a bit of sigh in her tone.

"She liked Erye so much at the time, but Erye still refused. Even if the Holy Mother persuaded her, it was useless. At that time, Erye said that a man should have lofty aspirations, not stick to a small family, but focus on power, based on the Three Realms "Zhi Jian turned his head to stare at Yang Jian, "But now, does Second Master have other considerations?"

Yang Jian had a headache for a while.He didn't quite understand why the matter that he had just discussed and decided with his third sister two days ago was being circulated outside today, and it seemed that everyone wanted to come to him to say a few words.But Yang Jian was not as indifferent to Zhijian as he was to Sun Wukong, so he closed his ink fan and sighed: "How many people know about this?"

Zhi Jian's throat choked, and he hesitated, "I know everything." After thinking for a while, he took out a letter from his wide sleeve and handed it to Yang Jian with both hands, "I don't know who put it on us last night. At the door of the bedroom, there are six letters in total." He watched Yang Jian open the letter, and suddenly a strange thought came to his mind: the person who delivered the letter probably put as many as six letters because he didn't know which room he lived in. He knew it was too late and asked Yang Jian to go on a blind date.

While thinking about it, Yang Jian finished reading the letter, and threw the letter into a ball: "I don't know what it means."

Chen Xiang's heart skipped a beat after hearing these cold words, and she couldn't help but turned around and glanced at her uncle quietly.However, Yang Jian didn't seem to notice the guilty look in his eyes, and walked forward slowly as before, with a calm tone: "I will think about this matter again, so you don't have to worry about it."

However, Zhijian seemed to be at odds with this matter, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Has Second Master ever thought about Liu Yanchang?"

This time, not only Yang Jian, but also Chen Xiang was a bit inexplicable.But listen to Zhijian and said: "Liu Yanchang is just an ordinary person, but he treats his wife tenderly and considerately, and treats his children well. He is a good husband and a good father. Second master, you used to spend a few days with Liu Yanchang in Liujia Village, and now you should treat him well." It's not just disgusting—it's time to see his strengths."

At this point, even if Yang Jian doesn't understand why, he should understand Zhijian's implication: "Are you saying that I am not as good as him? Can't be a good husband or father?"

Zhijian lowered his head and stopped talking.

Although what he said was from the bottom of his heart, Yang Jian was a man who didn't like to listen to the truth, especially criticize his truth.Before leaving, he took a look at Zhijian, and ended the conversation in his heart with the seven words "the words are not speculative, more than half a sentence".

So even the military parade was not finished.Chen Xiang hurriedly followed, knowing that his uncle's anger was soaring now, and he shouldn't provoke him; but he also understood that the second half of Zhi Jian's sentence should be, "If the second master really wants to get married, you have to Change your temper first."

A well-intentioned suggestion was suddenly interpreted as a thorn in the side.

Fortunately, Yang Jian's fire came and went quickly.Back at Yang's Mansion, he played a game of chess with Yang Chan, and his nephew was helping him cheat, and his mood quickly returned to normal. He even felt that he had treated Zhi Jian too much, thinking about when he would go to Meishan to coax him again.However, this idea has just been formed. In the evening, a handsome man descended from the sky. If he hadn't stepped on a hot wheel, wrapped in a huntian silk, and held a pointed gun, even Chen Xiang would not have recognized who he was.

"Second Brother Yang!" Nezha shouted after putting away Hot Wheels, "Look, I've grown up! So can you stop getting married?"