Xianjun, please calm down

Uncle Degui nodded, glanced left and right, and approached Da Zhuang and said, "Zhuang son, I ask you, Lord Yuxian is in your... Zongmen ha, what is your identity? You married... Bah, after you get married, will you be offended? If you're just making a living over there, that's fine, but when you get married, your status is different. People from a sect are all acquaintances, and you alone People have no relatives and no reason, and they don't have any high family status. It's wrong to be in the wrong family, this..."

Da Zhuang hurriedly said: "Don't worry Uncle Degui, I won't be offended, Xianjun is fine, he is the elder of the sect, we two live alone on a mountain peak, there is no one else, our suzerain treats me well, he He is Xianjun's elder brother, and he has nothing to say to us."

Uncle Degui stroked his beard and said, "That's okay, where are you going?"

Da Zhuang said: "I'm going to Uncle Wu's house."

Uncle Degui said: "Then go quickly, at this point, your fifth uncle and aunt should not have left the house yet."

Da Zhuang responded, "Hey, then I'll go."

Uncle Degui said: "Go, go, you're back, and you're getting married again. This is a big deal. I'll go to the village head to ring the bell and tell you guys! By the way, are you going to hold a banquet? If it is done, I will ask the Daqing family to help."

Daqing said: "Father, are you confused? Da Zhuang just came back and said, it's not the right day to get married, so what are you going to do?"

Da Zhuang smiled and said: "I really didn't think of this matter. I will discuss with Xianjun later whether I want to do it or not."

Uncle Degui said: "You guys decide to do it on your own. You are all your own family members. If you are not prepared, don't do it. What you brother Qing said is also right. It's not a good day. It doesn't matter if you do it or not."

While talking here, some villagers came out one after another. They were all shocked when they saw Uncle Degui and Daqing talking to a strange little fairy. Although the fairy didn't wear yellow skin, everyone was shocked. I was scared that time, and I was afraid that Uncle Degui and his son would suffer, so I walked over carefully and tentatively, not wanting the little fairy to see them, and greeted each of them with a smile so big that his teeth could not see his eyes.

All the villagers: "..."

A large group of people got together and made a noise for a long time, even more lively than the New Year's Eve. Da Zhuang didn't have to go to the house of his fifth uncle and fifth aunt. With two voices, he seemed very excited, and finally persuaded him. Da Zhuang also talked about getting married. Everyone was very happy, and the fifth aunt was especially happy, calling out "Zhuang is amazing!"

Isn't that amazing?Such a venerable who is high in the cultivation world was taken down by him, a humble hunter, and it couldn't be more powerful.

After making a fuss for a while, the crowd gradually dispersed. After all, it was busy farming season, and every family had a lot of work to do. Da Zhuang said that he would help his fifth uncle and aunt to reclaim the land. Say no, the strong baby is also a little fairy, and he can't be allowed to do such a job anymore!

More than five years have passed, and this pungent woman has shown her old appearance, with wrinkles on her face, and her back is a bit awkward, but what has not changed is that she is still smiling and warm-hearted.

She also asked if she wanted to have a banquet, and Da Zhuang also wanted to do it a little bit. After all, the villagers couldn't go to the real union ceremony, and he also wanted to hold a wedding banquet to entertain relatives and friends first, but he still wanted to Discuss with Xianjun.

While talking, several people walked towards the field of the fifth uncle's house. Just as they reached the end of the field, Da Zhuang suddenly stopped and raised his head abruptly.

"...!"

I saw his fairy monarch with wide robes and wide sleeves, white clothes better than snow, long and smooth black hair gently raised by the breeze, walking towards this side, obviously walking on the country dirt road, but it looks like walking in a fairyland sea ​​of ​​flowers.

Forget it, after all, his Xianjun is good-looking, and he is used to being handsome, but the key question is, Xianjun, you have received a vote of disciple Xiong Jiu, what are you doing here? !

Uncle Wu and the others were also a little shocked, and Da Zhuang went up to meet him and said, "Xianjun, you..."

All the disciples said in unison: "I have seen Mr. Ji Xia!"

Da Zhuang was taken aback, hurriedly greeted, glanced back and forth, and didn't recognize any of them.

Yu Changqing nodded to Uncle Wu and the others, then smiled at Da Zhuang, and said softly, "Aren't you going to help Uncle Wu take over the land? Since you won't let me help, I'll find some helpers for you."

Da Zhuang: "..."

He looked at the dozen or so disciples who couldn't hide their excitement behind his immortal monarch, and he was a little speechless.

Uncle Wu was taken aback, and quickly said: "No, no, no, how can the immortals do this crop work, we can just do it ourselves!"

Just as Da Zhuang was about to speak, he was pulled from behind by his fifth aunt, and he turned his head. Seeing that he didn't understand, the fifth aunt had to reach out and grab the robe at his shoulders and pull him down a little, lying next to his ear He said in a low voice: "You mustn't say that you are going to work in the fields! You and Yuxianjun are not in the same family, so you don't have to let others look down on you!"

Da Zhuang couldn't laugh or cry, the fifth aunt's voice was small, yes, and what she said in his ears was also true, but the group on the opposite side were all cultivators, not to mention the unfathomable Yu Changqing, Even the disciples behind him are all clear-sighted. In their eyes, this whispered word is no different from that shouted out with a loudspeaker.

Yu Changqing turned his head and glanced back.

The few disciples kept their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, and looked like they didn't hear anything. They looked more honest than the surrounding villagers.

Yu Changqing said as gently as possible: "Uncle Wu, you don't have to be polite. These are all disciples of my sect. They are young and strong, and they can be regarded as practicing if they do some work. You just need to give them some pointers. Their understanding is not bad."

All the disciples secretly became excited again: Elder Han Yang praised Young Master Ji Xia and his "natal family" for their good understanding!

Uncle Wu didn't dare to use these little fairies in fluttering white clothes to work, but Yu Changqing looked very gentle and easy to talk, but for no reason it would give people a heavy pressure, making him unable to speak More words of rejection to come.

Seeing him nodding, Yu Changqing waved his hand, and the dozen or so disciples rushed up and surrounded Uncle Wu, listening to him explain the harvesting method, and after listening, they rushed into the field one after another, doing very well. Work hard.

Just kidding, Elder Hanyang is watching!What a performance opportunity this is!There are not enough tools, and the saber is used to make up. The whole scene can be said to be very lively.

The knife in Uncle Wu's hand was "borrowed" by a disciple. He stood by the edge of the ground, a little dazed: Where's Gao Leng?The immortals in my impression don't seem to be like this?