There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

With a person who is familiar with the environment, crossing the desert to Qiangdi became a very simple matter. The two secretly squeezed into each other, and it didn't take long before they arrived at the gate of Zhongjiabao.

The fort was built on the side of a mountain, and it looked astonishing. No wonder some people said that the Zhong family was the number one cultivating family in the world.

Just looking at the real house, it is worthy of the first family.

However, the general cultivation family is located in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and abundant aura. Why did the Zhong family choose this desert?

Probably because the doubts on Ye Qinghe's face were too obvious, Zhong Ya saw it after two glances, and then couldn't help looking at Ye Qinghe with contempt: "You really don't know anything about human affairs? This is our Zhong family's main family. , all of them are Zhong family members who have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation, or those who don’t want to practice, and they live together, and our sect is established in other places.”

Ye Qinghe has never been to the human world, so it is normal not to know the things in the human world, and he doesn't feel ashamed, so he simply nodded: "I really don't know anything about it."

Hearing what Ye Qinghe said, Zhong Ya was embarrassed to carry him any longer, so he had to step forward and knock on the door of Zhong's house.

The gate of Zhong's house was also high, and Zhong Ya looked very petite standing at the gate of Zhong's house, and his aura was far from being suppressed by the huge gate of Zhong's house.

Zhong Ya didn't knock a few times, the door of Zhong's house opened slowly, and a person appeared inside. When he saw that the person standing at the door was Zhong Ya, he showed a surprised expression: "Young master? Why are you back?" ?”

Zhong Ya frowned instantly, and was about to answer, but Ye Qinghe suddenly stepped forward and said, "Passing by, he said go home and have a look."

Zhong Ya didn't quite understand what Ye Qinghe meant, so he turned his head to look at him, but saw Ye Qinghe winked at him, signaling him not to refute himself.

Although Zhong Ya didn't quite understand, he still nodded his head and said, "Yes, I haven't been back for a long time, and I miss my family."

The person who opened the door for Zhongya sighed, and said: "It has been more than a hundred years since the young master left home and ascended to the fairy world."

Saying that, he opened the door and let Zhong Ya and Ye Qinghe in.

After entering the door, Ye Qinghe found out that the gatekeeper had opened the huge mountain gate by himself. He was very surprised. The Zhong family really produced a large number of talents. It is no wonder that Zhong Ya was so arrogant when he went to the training class.

If it was in the past, Zhong Ya would definitely be eager to take this opportunity to humiliate Ye Qinghe, but now he is full of his parents' business, so he hurriedly took the gatekeeper's hand and asked, "Where are my father and mother?"

"This...Master and Madam..." The gatekeeper paused for a moment, then said, "They are not here."

"What? Not here? Is that in the sect?" But his parents had ignored the affairs of Zhong's family for a long time, Zhong Ya frowned, feeling something was wrong no matter how he thought about it.

He didn't want to wait for a quarter of an hour. He turned around and wanted to go out: "I'll look for them outside the door."

"Hey, young master!" But he was stopped by the gatekeeper. He rolled his eyes twice and said, "The master and madam are not with the sect either. You should stay here now. When we notify the master and madam Ma'am, they will come back to see you of course."

In this way, Zhong Ya had no other choice, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Only then did the gatekeeper welcome the two of them inside.

This Zhong's house looks very big from the outside, but it is actually very big. It took a quarter of an hour to walk from the gate to the main house. ?"

Zhong Ya shook his head and said: "There is a large hair protection array buried under this house, unless it is at the level of my parents, no one else can use mana."

Ye Qinghe got a headache when he heard it, and couldn't help complaining: "Why do you all like to bury things under your feet?"

Zhongya missed his parents, and even his smile turned pale: "There is no way, how can others sleep peacefully on the side of the tiger, in order to make the elders and masters at home feel at ease, the servants here have no mana, even looking at It's the same with all doormen."

Ye Qinghe admired the doorkeeper for being able to push open such a heavy door without mana.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the main house. The gatekeeper brought Zhongya to the gate of a small courtyard, and said: "The little one has to go back to watch the gate. Young master, you can arrange your friends yourself. The courtyard is still the old rules." , your yard can be arranged as you like."

"Okay, you go." Zhong Ya nodded, and after watching the gatekeeper leave, he turned his gaze to Ye Qinghe and said, "Come in with me."

It was only when I got inside Zhong's house that I realized that this place is not so much a house, but a town. Under the high walls are small courtyards, which form a quadrangular shape. The place is small but complete. It looks like a few unrelated families in the neighborhood.

It's unbelievable that they are a family.

Zhong Ya opened the door of the small courtyard in front of them, and made an inviting gesture to Ye Qinghe: "Please come in."

Ye Qinghe didn't expect that one day he would hear the word "please" from Zhongya's mouth. He raised his eyebrows and stepped into this so-called small courtyard of Zhongya.

Zhong Ya probably hasn't come back for a long time, the courtyard is full of weeds, and the path paved with bluestone slabs is also covered by weeds.

But there is no flavor.

The two went all the way in, and when they reached the door of the house, Zhongya pushed back the door, and a stale air came out from inside. Ye Qinghe was thrown in the face, and coughed involuntarily: "Ahem, cough, you What's the situation? You haven't been around for so long, and you haven't cleaned it?"

Embarrassment suddenly appeared on Zhong Ya's face: "The rules of the Zhong family, the house is cleaned after I come back, because there are too many Zhong family members, and they are all immortal cultivators. Living here is too much of a waste of manpower, so I have to come here by myself."

Hearing what Zhong Ya said, Ye Qinghe felt a pang of sympathy in his heart, this is not a home at all, inns and post houses are better than this.

It's no wonder that Zhong Ya has developed such a strange character.

When they got home, Zhong Ya became silent instead, and led Ye Qinghe to sit down at the Eight Immortals table in the house, but he got up and said, "Sit for a while, I'll clean it up."

How could Ye Qinghe think that he was cleaning alone, stood up immediately, and said, "I'll help you."

Zhong Ya looked at him quite unexpectedly, but he didn't refuse.

The two started to clean the house together. Without the help of mana, many things became difficult. When it was getting dark, the two could barely clean the house.

Ye Qinghe was already exhausted, and when he was sitting at the Eight Immortals table drinking water, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Mortals are really strong beings, even though these trivial things in life have consumed most of their lives, they can still Make time to practice, and the human race has a lot of power."