Master Xiu is cultivating

The cleaned bowls and chopsticks automatically shake off the water droplets, and they are neatly placed in the cupboard, waiting to be dried and disinfected.

Seeing that there was really nothing to do, Chu Xiao took off his apron with a thought, and went upstairs.

When Chongyun heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he had just finished a round of enlightenment.

He slowly opened his eyes. Ordinary monks no longer need to clean their bodies like ordinary people, let alone existences of their level.

He sat behind the table, and then heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and the sound of water inside stopped.

"Master—" Chu Xiao's voice seemed to come from inside with the warmth of water, "I forgot to bring a change of clothes."

You forgot to bring your clothes after taking a shower, and you still need to call him like this?

Chong Yun shook his head, it was Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knew it.

However, he got up cooperatively, glanced to the side, and saw Chu Xiao's clothes on the bed, so he reached out to pick them up, and walked outside the bathroom door.

Their bathroom door is a frosted glass door, and when the water vapor rises, the shadow reflected on the door becomes more hazy.

The door was ajar, before Chongyun came outside the door, before he opened his mouth, a slender arm stretched out from inside.

The arm was still stained with water, grabbed his hand, and pulled him in.

In the steaming bathroom, Chu Xiao's body leaned against him, staring at him in the heat of the room.

Chong Yun raised his hand to caress his cheeks stained with water, seeing his short hair, his eyes dimmed, and he leaned over to kiss him.

The sound of water sounded again, covering the ambiguous sound inside.

I usually take a shower for more than ten minutes, but in the end I didn't finish washing after two hours.Little Mozun only focused on watching his own cartoon downstairs, and didn't care what the two fathers were doing upstairs.

After everything was over, the bathroom door and window were opened, dissipating the passion in the room.

In the bedroom, Chu Xiao was lying on the bed with his hair still wet.

He didn't want to dry his hair, he just wanted to stay on the bed and not move.

Chong Yun stroked his hair with his hand, and steamed the water droplets on his hair with Yuanli like he did when he was young.

Chu Xiao lay on his lap, his hair dried instantly, Chong Yun looked at the strands of hair protruding from his fingers, Chu Xiao's white hair was like flowing snow when it grew long, with a softness that entangles people's hearts , but when he cut his hair short, it stood up in such a vigorous way, which was very much like his character.

His eyes were lowered, and his body was also wet in the bathroom. His long hair was not tied up, but was scattered behind his back.

He was wearing a bathrobe and sitting by the bed, with his hands on Chu Xiao's back, he heard him say: "I want to see my parents, I've been back for so long, I go to the supermarket to see them every day."

Chu Xiao said and closed his eyes, "But I have been absent from this world for four years, and I don't even remember what I looked like."

He used the original face for 21 years, but now he has used this face for more than 5000 years.

He stayed in another life for so long, and his parents seemed to have gotten used to his absence, Chu Xiao didn't know whether it was a surprise or a burden for them to go back like this now.

He felt the hand on his back gently patted his back, and heard Chongyun's voice, comforting him: "It's not your fault."

He will disappear in this world, and it has nothing to do with Chu Xiao himself. Chu Xiao is also very aware of this. This is all the problem of the Supreme Creation, but it is very painful.

He turned over on Chongyun's lap, lying on his back with his head resting on his leg, and said, "Master, do you think I should go back?"

The point of amber between his eyebrows has disappeared, Chongyun's fingertips stopped on his smooth forehead, and his eyes traced his eyebrows and eyes.

Chu Xiao felt that he could see the answer in his cold eyes, but before his master could answer, he felt a call from another world.

Although the reincarnation of heaven and earth was re-established because of his position, there are some things that cannot be perfected by the rules themselves.

Both of them are now distracted in various worlds, and the deity can move between these distractions at will. Chu Xiao sighed and said, "I have something to deal with first."

Chong Yun nodded and said, "Go."

Chu Xiao then closed his eyes and let his body here fall into a deep sleep.

Chu Xiao originally thought that he would go back to deal with something, and he would be back soon, but he didn't expect that the matter was still a little tricky. When he came back after finishing the deal, several days had passed.

He opened his eyes on the bed, looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, and realized that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chu Xiao got up from the bed, opened the door and went downstairs, and found that there were guests at home. Master Xindao doesn't like to socialize with others so much, how could there be guests at home?

When he came downstairs, he saw clearly who the guest was, and he stopped. He saw his father sitting on the sofa, talking with his master familiarly.

Father Chu is a professor. He was nearly forty years old when his youngest son, Chu Xiao, was born, so he is now retired.

After retiring, he likes fishing, photography, and antiques. During this time, Chongyun first fished in the same place with him, and then ran into him a few times when he went out to take pictures in the morning, and managed to strike up a conversation with him. .

Father Chu felt that Chongyun had such a temperament, and was so leisurely and elegant, that he was probably a colleague who taught Chinese history and the like, but he was so young and had such a bearing, which was really extraordinary, and he felt rewarding every time he talked with him.

After going back and forth, the two became friends. Father Chu felt that he and this young man had forgotten their old age, but he didn't know Chong Yun's real age. The two exchanged a few words, and when the time was right, Chong Yun invited him to his home as a guest.

Father Chu knew that his real identity was a collector, and he was full of desire to see his collection, so he agreed to the invitation to see his collection.

The things that can be called collections by Chongyun are all creations with a history of thousands of years in another world.The forging techniques and materials of the two worlds are different, but the value is real.

After Chu father saw these things, he only felt that his eyes were wide open.

The two were talking downstairs when they suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs, but they stopped soon, so they both raised their heads and looked upstairs.

Seeing a white-haired young man coming down from upstairs, Father Chu was taken aback, and found that this young man looked very similar to Chong Yun's child.

When they were talking, Little Mozun was sitting next to him. He didn't turn on the TV to disturb the two of them. Instead, he wore headphones and watched cartoons on the tablet.

Father Chu thought to himself, if the little boy sitting next to him and the young man who was coming down the stairs were older brothers, that would make sense, but at Chongyun's age, he shouldn't have such an old son.So when Father Chu thought about it, his nephew looked like an uncle, and this young man was probably Chong Yun's brother-in-law.

He then nodded to Chu Xiao, looked at the young man standing on the stairs, and nodded to himself after a while.

Little Mozun hadn't seen Chu Xiao for several days, and he missed him very much. After pressing pause on the animation, he rushed over and hugged him. He was smart enough not to call him daddy in front of his grandfather.

The little guy is good at observing words and expressions, knowing that his father is not ready to be honest with his grandfather, so he just waited for Chu Xiao to pick him up, then hugged his neck and whispered: "Dad, I haven't seen you for a few days Yes, the child misses you."

Chu Xiao carried him downstairs, and said softly, "Father is going to deal with some things, and he will be back after he finishes."

When he came downstairs, he already understood that Master had purposely approached his father, and got along well with him, so he was able to invite him to his house as a guest.

"Master—" Chu Xiao's voice paused, he changed his name after thinking about it, and said to Chong Yun, "Teacher."

teacher?Father Chu smiled and asked Chongyun, "Is this your student?"

Chong Yun nodded: "Yes, my student."

Chu Xiao felt his eyes fall on him, only felt a burst of ironing, and heard his father say: "What's your name, young man?"

He pushed his glasses as he spoke, looked at Chu Xiao nostalgicly behind the lenses, and said, "Although it looks strange, it gives me a very familiar feeling, as if I have known you for a long time."

The other three people present all understood why he had such a sense of familiarity, Chong Yun said: "This may be fate."

The little devil stayed in Chu Xiao's arms, and gave a concurring "hmm".

Chu Xiao met his father's gaze, and said after a while, "My surname is Chu." But he didn't say his name.

"That's no wonder." Father Chu didn't care about this, and just said with a smile, "500 years ago, we were a family, and in a few days it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you don't mind it, then bring Xiaohan to the house for a light meal."

Chu Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and heard Chongyun say, "How embarrassing this is."

"It's nothing." Father Chu said, "You guys just moved to this city too. My old wife and I are the only two people in my house. It's more lively with you guys."

Both the eldest son and daughter are abroad. The younger son has been missing for several years and has not been heard from. The two old people are still very lonely.

After his father left, Chu Xiao sat on the sofa for a long time, thinking about the way his father just said, he felt a sense of loss.Even after reaching this point in practice and having seen so many things, returning to this original world and seeing his parents, his heart will still be affected.

It's like his Achilles' heel, it's his weakness no matter what time it comes.

Chong Yun led the little Mozun to send Chu's father off, and the little Mozun stood at the door obediently raising his hand to bid farewell to Grandma, just like an ordinary child.Father Chu liked him very much, smiled at him, stood under the steps and waved before leaving.

When the father and son came back, they saw Chu Xiao sitting on the sofa in a daze.

The little devil then let go of his father's hand, walked up to Chu Xiao, and put his two small hands on his knees.

Chu Xiao felt the warmth coming from this small palm, so he raised his hand to touch his son's small face, then looked up at Chong Yun.

He asked: "Master, do we really want to go back?"

Chong Yun walked up to him and stopped: "Your brother and sister are not here, do you want your parents to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone?"

It really shouldn't.

Having a reason to go home, Chu Xiao only felt a little more relaxed.No matter what, this step was taken by the person in front of him, so that he would not have to avoid it all the time.

"Master." He took Chongyun's hand, pulled the person he liked to the front, then hugged his waist, and put his face on his waist, "Thank you."

Chongyun's heart moved, and he raised his hand to stroke his hair. Seeing his son looking up at him, he stroked his little head too.

Now that it was decided to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chu Xiao began to think about what he should bring home.

If he hadn't left in the past four years, he should be graduating now, either doing an internship in a hospital or going to graduate school, and most of the time he returned home with Melatonin and Gold Partner.

But now this is not in line with his status as a cultivator.

After all, he has stepped into the door of cultivation for so many years, it is a habit that has been deeply ingrained, and he often gives away elixir, magic weapons, various benefits, and even intends to send his parents to rebuild his body.

These things, which are commonplace in another world, are not so simple on earth. Chu Xiao can't tell his parents these things all at once, even if he looks at their gray-haired appearance and feels very owed.

Chong Yun looked at his troubled look, and only said: "Take your time."

Yes, Chu Xiao's spirit is refreshed, his parents are still healthy, and the world is peaceful. He still has time to make up for it.

So he still followed the rules here, prepared some supplements suitable for the elderly of their age, purified and tempered them with the method of alchemy, put them in a gift box, and prepared to take them home when the time came.

In his tossing and turning, finally came the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chu Xiao dressed up his son, and together with his master led him through the 200 meters between the two units, and arrived at the unit building where he had lived for 21 years.

He stopped downstairs and looked upstairs for a while, feeling the father and son beside him looking at him together, he only explained: "My family lives on the sixth floor."

Little Mozun thought for a while, the sixth floor was not very high, so he flew up in no time.

He didn't know that his father was thinking: This is still a staircase room, it is already inconvenient for the elderly, and they have to change their sets in the future.Whether it's the elevator room or the duplex on the second floor...

When Chu Xiao realized that he had already started to think about how to decorate the house and what materials to use, he realized that he had already thought too far, and now he didn't even recognize his parents.

Chu Xiao's eyes dimmed, and then he said to the master and his son beside him, "Let's go, let's go in."

The three of them then entered the unit building, Chu Xiao led the little Mozun and walked in front, Chong Yun was a few steps behind them.

A few minutes later, they came to the sixth floor. There are two units on each floor of this building. The door of Chu Xiao's house is on the right, and the door plate says 602.

It is here.

Chu Xiao bent down to pick up his son, and said to him, "Ring the doorbell." Then he reminded, "Grandma will open the door later, what do you want to say?"

Xiao Mozun thought it was his grandmother, but he still replied obediently: "I want to say happy Mid-Autumn Festival to grandma."

"Smart." Chu Xiao kissed his little face, and two blushes suddenly appeared on the little demon's face, which was exactly the same as when Chu Xiao was kissed when he was a child.

Chu Xiao looked back at Chong Yun, he was carrying everything in his hand, Chong Yun nodded to him: "Press it."

Little Mozun put one hand on Chu Xiao's neck, stretched out the other hand and rang the doorbell of Chu's house.

"Here we come—" Mother Chu's voice sounded from behind the door.

Chu Xiao's eyes felt sore when he heard his mother's familiar voice.

The little Demon Venerable had been watching his expression, and when he saw that, he reached out and patted his face, and said, "Daddy, don't cry."

"Here we come." The door opened, and the old lady appeared behind the door, looking at the three people standing in the corridor, "Is it Old Chu's friend?"

Chu Xiao looked at her, unable to utter a word, but fortunately, the little Mozun opened his mouth in time in his arms, and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, grandma."

"Ouch—" Chu's mother's eyes were immediately attracted by his delicate and cute little face and his little milk voice, "Whose baby is this, how old is it? Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, baby."

"Mrs. Chu." Chong Yun said, "I took the liberty to come to the door, sorry for the interruption."

"I won't bother you." Chu's mother was looking at Chu Xiao and thought he was the little devil who was one size bigger. When she saw him, she felt familiar. Only after hearing Chongyun's voice did she come to her senses. Said, "Is it Mr. Chongyun?"

When she saw the handsome young man in front of her who was not ordinary, and seeing that he was older than the other ones, she knew that she was her husband's new friend who was a collector.

Seeing Chongyun nod her head, she greeted with a smile: "Come in, come in and sit in the room."

Said sideways out of the way.

Chu Xiao then put his son down, led him in, and heard the master walk in from behind, saying, "Some gifts are not a respect."

"Oh, you're too polite." Behind them, Mother Chu closed the door and said angrily, "Just come to have a meal and bring some presents."

Chong Yun's voice sounded calmly: "This is etiquette, there must be no less."

Chu Xiao stood in the porch holding his son, looking at the home he was familiar with, and felt that it was really strange to return home as a guest.

Little Mozun stood beside him, also curiously looking at the place where his father grew up, thinking that this place is very ordinary, just like the place where they live now.

Chu Xiao stood there for a while, then turned around and asked as if waking up from a dream, "Do you want to change your shoes?"

Mother Chu waved her hand and said, "No, you don't need to change your shoes."

Chu Xiao suddenly felt that the world had changed. In the past, every time he went home without changing his shoes, his mother would beat him up.

Just as he was thinking, he felt the little Demon Venerable pull his hand, pointing to a round object on the ground and asking: "What is that?"

Chu Xiao looked down and saw a sweeping robot running past a few steps away, and then came back one by one. There seemed to be a set of such sweeping robots running back and forth in this room, just like Tangmen's Organ piggy.

"This one, baby." Mother Chu only smiled when she heard his question, "It's a sweeping robot. It can clean the floor by itself, and then run to charge it by itself, which is very convenient."

Chu Xiao looked at her, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and said, "Didn't it mean that the current sweeping robots are not smart enough?"

The sweeping robot is really good, at least now he doesn't need his mother to sweep and mop the floor by himself, Chu Xiao has already started thinking about how to use refining methods to make some more useful cleaning magic weapons.

As a result, Chu's mother said: "These are different, easy to use and very worry-free."

such……

Chu Xiao nodded, thinking that the robot that would satisfy his mother who is so unacceptable to machines must be quite intelligent and advanced, maybe his brother bought it from abroad.

Mother Chu led them to the living room to sit down. Father Chu came out from the study and saw the three smiling happily. He said, "You guys are here. The house hasn't been this lively for a long time."

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala was playing on the TV, and the little devil glanced at it and looked away without much interest.

Mother Chu cut a cantaloupe in the kitchen and brought it out. Little Mozun ran over, stretched out two little hands and said to her, "Grandma, I'll serve it."

"Are you coming?" Chu's mother was so rare for him.

Chu Xiao's older brother and older sister were both obsessed with academics and didn't care about starting a family at all. Neither of them had children. Mother Chu's desire to hold a grandson was about to explode.

She gave the plate to Xiao Mozun, and said, "It's a bit heavy, baby, handle it carefully, if you can't carry it, give it to grandma."

Chu Xiao looked at them, let alone a cantaloupe, Xiao Mozun was not afraid even if he was asked to carry a Boeing 747.He came over with a cantaloupe steadily and put it on the table, which won Chu's mother's surprise again.

Sitting on the sofa, Chu Xiao couldn't help showing a smile, and the little Mozun came to his side and showed him a shy smile as well.Although the expression was slight, it was finally no longer a facial paralysis. He finally found a sense of security in this kind of life.

Father Chu and Chong Yun chatted very well. Chu Xiao watched for a while and felt that he could not even participate in their conversation, so he looked at his mother who was feeding the little demon king fruit.

"Hey, take another bite." Chu Yunhan's little friend completely ignited Chu's mother's enthusiasm, and Chu Xiao watched from the side, seeing the little guy's eyes looking towards him.

Because there is no problem of diarrhea or inability to eat on Xiao Mozun, so Chu Xiao has no reason to stop his mother from feeding him, but Chu's mother saw that the small half of melon cut out was almost finished, so she said "Oh With a sound, he said: "Grandma has forgotten to eat later, will baby grandma feed you too much? Do you feel sick to your stomach?"

As he spoke, he rubbed the little demon's bulging stomach worriedly.

"It's okay." Chu Xiao said, "Yun Han eats a lot, and his gastrointestinal function is also good. It's okay."

"That's it." Mother Chu looked at him, then at the well-behaved little Demon Lord, and said, "That's good."

They sat here for a long time and became familiar with each other. Mother Chu's eyes fell on Chu Xiao's hair.

She didn't know that the young man sitting in front of her was her son, but seeing his hair so white, she couldn't help asking, "Xiao Chu, why is your hair dyed like this?"

Although grandma gray is popular nowadays, but Chu Xiao is pure white.

Before Chu Xiao could speak, Chong Yun heard Chu's mother's voice, and said from the side: "He had an illness before, that's all."

Chu Xiao looked at him, and the eyes of the two met. Chu Xiao knew that Chong Yun still remembered this matter.

Although he didn't witness how Chu Xiao's black hair turned into white snow overnight when he was a teenager, he always remembered that it was because of him.