I wanted to embrace my master and return home

After dealing with some errands, he realized that decades in the mortal world are just a snap of his fingers, and priests and fairies will even spend hundreds of years guarding a plant of divine grass and chasing and killing a big monster, just like how they lived with Tang Jie back then. In order to suppress Tang Jie's faction, I don't know how many immortal soldiers were spent. The people above had no choice but to follow behind to clean up the mess. Lord, Rain Master, Valley God, Heaven Official, Earth Official, etc., and even the God of War.

This was the expected answer, Gu Mou was still feeling a bit disappointed, he gave a wry smile quietly, and said: "Master is always busy, disciple knows that."

"I haven't seen you for many years. You are not the same as before." Shi Minghua seemed to feel his emotional changes, and looked at him softly for a long time, then said softly: "Gu Mou, you have grown up."

These words made Gu Mou's eyes sore, he lowered his head and said, "Yes, it's been so many years, how can it not grow up?"

"Back then, I still had a lot of instructions that I didn't tell you, but now that we're seeing each other again, I feel that those instructions don't need to be said." Shi Minghua smiled faintly, his gentleness was beyond appearance.

It changed back to the same appearance as before, and it was like this again. Shi Minghua used such tenderness to make him deeply rooted in love, knowing that in the eyes of the other party, he was just an apprentice, an understatement in life, even in the eyes of the other party. After being resurrected for so long, he couldn't remember the apprentice who went to see him.

Shi Minghua was always like this, disturbing other people's hearts, but he walked away as if nothing had happened. From now on, only that person is left to dream of him.

"By the way, the child I entrusted to you back then has grown up now, right?" Shi Minghua thought of something.

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentions this sentence, his whole body turns cold.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Shi Minghua also guessed something, he sighed and said, "Is he injured?"

"……he died."

"..."

"He died three years ago." Gu Mou said in a low voice.

Shi Minghua was silent for a long time, and reached out to touch his shoulder: "Although I don't know what his original destiny is, I forcibly changed it. His life will be full of fate, but I didn't expect to die so early."

When Gu Mou heard the words "unfortunate fate", his heart felt as if he had been hit hard, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. He didn't dare to say that Ye Xunliang's tragic fate was all thanks to him, even death caused by him.

Shi Minghua didn't ask any more questions, but was silent for a long time, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, finally shook his head and said, "That's fine, enter reincarnation early, and get back on track as soon as possible."

The goodbye between the two can be said to be a hasty one, and they parted after a few words. They didn't express their heartfelt feelings to each other, and they didn't ask for warmth. They just said goodbye with a few simple words.

After Shi Minghua's figure completely disappeared in front of his eyes, this familiar feeling disappeared in front of his eyes. After a long time, Gu Mou realized that his heart was hurting, and his eyes were wet.

He didn't know what he was crying for, but he clearly felt lonely. The master left and left him again, and he didn't know when we would see each other again.

The two most cherished people around him are gone, who can accompany him through this long day from now on?

Gu Mou was not in the mood to go wandering again, and returned to Tianfu Mountain without saying a word.

The flowers fall in spring, the grass grows in summer, the wind blows in autumn, and the snow is cold in winter. I don’t know how many springs and autumns have passed. The Pavilion of Heaven’s Mansion has been listening to students every three years. Counting from returning to the mountain to the present, these half-grown little boys in front of us have already passed away. Changed five batches.

As if in the blink of an eye, 16 years have passed again.

Another 16 years...

Now, those little thoughts in my heart have long been worn out.

In the eyes of the disciples in Tianfu Mountain, Ming Ting is still a gentle elder, although he treats others kindly, he has his own principles, especially for the disciples who are poor but work hard, he always pays more attention and guides them.

As for Zunzhu Gumou, although they knew that Zunzhu is a person who doesn't like to get angry, and they have never even scolded them, they never dared to get too close to him, and they always carried a sense of majesty.

The disciples of Tianfu Mountain did not dare to make fun of Gu Mou, but they dared to laugh secretly behind his back, because Gu Mou often uttered golden words with a serious face, such as the banquet of various immortal families, and there were other immortal families with him at the banquet. Showing goodwill and flattering, he always reprimanded others with a deadpan face, making people blush, or shutting their ears and not answering, without giving half a mile of face.

He can't understand the style of the immortals. No matter what other people think in their hearts, they will always cooperate on the surface, but he doesn't even bother to pretend, and he doesn't even give Sitian Pavilion face. Sitian He didn't go to the wedding banquet of the sect master of the pavilion, and after the birth of the young master of the Yu family, he also didn't go to the full moon banquet of the young master of the Yu family.

This person acted so freely, but he was not sloppy at all when calming down demons and dispatching missions. No matter how disgusted the immortals were with his abilities, no one dared to come out and scold him.

They didn't dare to say too much, because they were afraid that Gu Mou's temper would come and cause trouble, but they didn't know that Gu Mou was no longer the young man who acted recklessly based on his own cultivation. He was now taciturn and nothing was worth him. In my heart, I didn't even bother to get angry, and when I was criticized, I just glanced at people lightly, and then forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

The more he is like this, the more others are afraid of him, and think of him as a monster without emotion, aloof, as if there is no one in the family of ten immortals who can catch his eyes, no one can make him smile, and no one is even worthy of letting him go. He got angry once and said something harsh.

"Not to mention anything else, the Yu family has done a good job of saving face, knowing that you will not go, and you have never missed it for so many years."

Zhang Sichen was fiddling with an invitation card. The edge of the invitation card was covered with a layer of gold powder. The gold powder bounced on his slender fingers, thin and shiny, and the snow-white knuckles were even more shiny.

Gu Mou glanced at the invitation, and found that the invitation was extremely exquisite this time, so he said indifferently: "Have another child?"

"Did you forget? The little suzerain of the Yu family is now old." Zhang Sichen folded the invitation and carefully put it back into the outer box. The box was also very delicate, and it was not an ordinary banquet at first glance.

"Oh?" Gu Mou rarely raised his head to look at him, and after a while, he said in a daze, "So it's been so long."

"Yes." Zhang Sichen knew that he was feeling disappointed, and handed the box to his disciples to keep it away.

Zhang Sirun had just returned from receiving the assignment, when he heard the conversation between his elder brother and the lord at the door, he also interjected: "Little lord of the Yu family? The disciple may not have seen for many years."

"I only remember the full moon banquet at that time. My lord, you didn't want to go, so my brother and I came forward to participate. The child was small, like a meat dumpling. The old pavilion master was very precious, and he didn't give us a single glance. " Zhang Sirun said as he took the handkerchief handed over by his servants and wiped off his sweat.

Zhang Sirun is now an adult, but his golden body makes him look the same as when he was seventeen or eighteen years old. He has little experience, and he always plays well with some tree demons and mountain monsters in the back mountain. His mind is very pure. Gu Mou always felt that Zhang Sichen protected him too much, there is no boy who would not go out for a venture, after going through wind and rain, he never let Zhang Sirun take risks alone, but he himself went through life and death for Tianfu Mountain.

A monk of Zhang Sirun's age, even if he becomes a golden body and maintains a youthful appearance, his eyes can't hide the years, and he can tell at a glance the life and death that this person has experienced, but he is different. No matter how you look at it now, he is still pure and beautiful in the past young man.

"I'm no better than you. You have attended many full moon banquets, and rushed to go to everything, except Yu's house." Zhang Sichen helped him straighten his clothes and said with a smile.

"I know the lord doesn't like the Yu family, so I don't like it either. I'm the same as the lord. If I can't go to their house, I won't go. Let the immortals take a good look at the demeanor of our Tianfuzhige, not everyone I can get involved." Zhang Sirun snorted through his nose, his face full of complacency.

Zhang Sichen smiled bitterly: "Who told you that the Lord doesn't like the Yu family?"

"Can't you see that, even though the Yu family has no enmity with us, what the lord looks down on the most is this kind of pious family of immortals, who say that the Yu family is the number one in eliminating harm for the people, but in fact it is not at all. Don't think about the common people, as far as the commission fees set by their family, which normal people can afford it!"

Gu Mou said lightly: "That's why Sichen was asked to take his disciples to the lower realms every month to experience and relieve the worries of the people, instead of asking you to play."

Zhang Sirun weakly quibbled: "That's also for the purpose of finding out the sentiments of the people, it's fun, and my disciples don't forget to check for information."

"You, there are always so many reasons. One day I can talk to you with the lord, and I can go to a teahouse to be a storyteller." Zhang Sichen pretended to be sullen, and raised his hand to knock him on the head.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that the offshoot of the Yu family will return to the family soon." Zhang Sirun said.

Zhang Sichen thought for a while, and said, "Which Yang family's side branch? Their family is only a few people, and the mistress even changed her surname after she got married. Will Sitian Pavilion accept it?"

"I also think, but if you want to come to the Yang family, you won't have a good life after returning to the family. The Yu family married a lady in the past, and said that the lady insisted on marrying, but people with a discerning eye can tell that it is probably for the sake of getting The huge branch chain of the Yang family allowed my family members to adopt foreign surnames, and now that the old head of the Yang family has gone, only the lady whom the Yu family married is left to be the master of the house, so naturally she returned to the Yu family with the Yang family business."

Zhang Sirun curled his lips, and said: "It's quite shameless, what's the difference between selling your daughter for money, and ruining the girl's reputation. When the male master of the Yang family died, he immediately returned to his mother's house with gold and silver treasures. Now that you have become the sole head of the family, don’t you know how to establish your own family?”

Zhang Sichen frowned and said, "No nonsense."

"Oh..." Zhang Sirun spread his hands, and continued: "You only know that little Sect Master Yu has reached Ji, but you don't know that Young Master Yang has only reached Ji in one year."

"Young master of the Yang family?" Zhang Sichen didn't have much impression of this person.

"That's right, Yang Chubao, he has played well with the young master of the Yu family since he was a child, and this time he will come back with the Yang family."

"You young people know a lot about these things. When you mentioned this name, we couldn't remember it for a while." Zhang Sichen shook his head, and couldn't help laughing.

A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Mo's mouth.

"Of course, and although I don't know what Young Master Yu looks like, I have heard some things about him, and it's a true story that most people don't know." Zhang Sirun said mysteriously.

"How do you know things that ordinary people don't know? Could it be that you squat in other people's courtyards every day to listen to their ears?" Zhang Sichen said.

"These are all from the mouths of the uncles and uncles of the Yang family. I just asked a few more questions when dealing with the young ladies of the Yang family." Zhang Sirun said proudly: "I heard that Yujin, a child, It's quite... formidable."

Yujin is the young master of Sitian Pavilion. Three years had passed since his father Jin Yanxi gave birth to him before the old pavilion master abdicated and passed it on to him. He seemed extremely unhappy.

That's right, Yu Yanxi's kind of ignorant son, before handing over such a large family business to him, he always has to think more about it.

"How powerful is it?" Zhang Sichen became interested.

"It's like this. When Yang Chubao's father came to Yu's house for the first time, he learned about Si Tiange's extraordinary status. He is also very thoughtful. The Yang family's family background is not younger than the Yu's family, so he wondered if he could let himself Sending the two daughters of the direct line to marry, slowly infiltrate the Yu family's roots, and have the same idea as the Yu family back then." Zhang Sirun said slowly.

Father Yang couldn't point it out directly, and he didn't know the depth of the Yu family, and he was only greedy for their status in the Jianghu, so after thinking about it, he decided to start with the youngest, maybe he could find out a little about the Yu family's background.

Father Yang took the youngest daughter of the family to visit Yujin's residence. The youngest daughter was born beautiful at such a young age. If the pavilion master takes a fancy to some beautiful young ladies from concubines, they can take in a concubine's room... that's fine too.

Yujin was only four and a half years old at the time, white and tender, more beautiful than Father Yang's youngest daughter, with a crisp and vivid voice of reciting, her hair was combed in a bun, her pair of black eyes were very cute, and she greeted him with a milky voice. Saying hello, saying "Uncle Yang" one by one, Father Yang's heart melted when he saw it.

Such a small child is like a meat dumpling. Father Yang asked him to sit down and brought out a special crab cake outside.

Father Yang patted the crab powder on his collar with a handkerchief, and asked some questions amiably, such as whether Jin'er's father is usually fierce to his mother, Liu Shi, what kind of internal affairs does mother usually take care of, and how busy she is...

After all, Yujin was so small, so she talked about everything while eating the cake.