Chapter 261 End of Volume - Extinction
Half a year later.
Emeishan boundary.
Autumn has already entered in the north, and the land of Bashu is still bathed in the heat of the remaining summer.
A small river flows out of the valley not far away. After several turns, it winds in front of a gentle mound. The wind-ruffled water surface occasionally stirs up a group of waves, which is where schools of fish are playing. .
There is a small courtyard surrounded by fences on the mound, with three tile-roofed houses, a wooden house, and two barns for storing grain. Behind the small courtyard are several paddy fields, and the heavy ears of rice are blown into a golden stream by the wind. A few butterflies flew across the yellow rice waves, chasing the sweet fragrance of flowers carried by the wind.
A figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the small courtyard door. After straightening his clothes, he bent his fingers and knocked on the door.
Dong dong dong...
After a few breaths, accompanied by a burst of soft footsteps, the door creaked open.
Chu Pingsheng stepped into the main room, and standing face to face was the eldest wife who had returned to secular life. She was dressed in plain clothes and had a flat bun, without a hairpin or hairpin. She was very simple, but her face... was still cold.
"What are you doing here?"
"I know the rice is about to ripen, so I came here to help you harvest it, Ah Qing..."
He took a few steps forward to close the distance between the two people. Who knew that Fang Yanqing picked up the sword and stabbed him in the chest.
"Who wants your help?"
Chu Pingsheng pushed away the long sword that blocked his progress and pointed to the Yitian Sword hanging on the wall: "Use it if you have the ability."< br>
"You want me to use it?"
"The question is whether you can be ruthless."
"Huh!"
Fang Yanqing turned around and entered the back room.
“It’s been more than a year since the end of the Lion Slaying Conference, and you’re still blaming me?”
"I am your great-uncle!"
"..."
Chu Pingsheng knew what she was thinking. The good relationship between great-uncle and his disciple suddenly became that of a child, his father, and a child. Damn it, ordinary people are so awkward, let alone the stubborn and stubborn Extinction? She was able to be coaxed by him into growing her hair and becoming a secular person, and she didn't commit suicide for a year, which was already pretty good.
You must know that in the plot of Yi Tian Tu Long Ji, Miejie would rather die than accept Zhang Wuji's kindness.
“Aren’t you and Hu’er having a happy life over the past six months or so?”
Fang Yanqing's expression changed slightly, and her face became less cold.
"You always remember how I made you angry, so think about it, how much did I pay to give you a home and prevent you from living in hatred all day long? I remember when you were pregnant Hu'er, in order to prevent you from aborting the child, I will give myself a sword every day and mix the blood into your fast food."
"Is this... you too?"
At first, she couldn't abort the child no matter what. She thought it was God's will, but she didn't expect that he was behind it.
"That's right. Back then, Su Mengqing was responsible for the kitchen work of Qingjing Courtyard, and she obeyed Ding Minjun, so I lied about my own blood and claimed that it was the blood of an alien snake. After experimenting with its curative effect, At my request, they secretly added ingredients to your fasting meal to cure your obsession.”
"You...you...you..."
She wanted to call him a bastard, and even wanted to be so cruel that she wanted to kill him, but in the end, she sighed heavily, feeling that this might be her fate. .
At this point, what else can she do besides accepting her fate? What's more, as Chu Pingsheng said, this year she had Zi Chenghuan at her knees, and the bastard in front of her, Ding Minjun, and Zhou Zhiruo often came to see her. Although it was no longer the scene of hugging each other when she was the head, her life was very good. Peaceful and peaceful.
In the words of this bastard, this is called family happiness, which healed her mental internal friction.
“Mother, mother…”
The call from far to near broke the deadlock in the room.
"Hu'er is back."
Fang Yanqing quickly walked out of the house and walked into the yard. She patted the dirt on the bag where the children put their books and looked at it in confusion. From the fish basket in his hand, through the pores in the middle of the bamboo slices, you can see two large crucian carps jumping lively.
"I asked you to go to a private school to study, but you went to the river to fish again? It seems that the teacher didn't hit you hard enough yesterday."
"I didn't go to the river to fish, this is what dad gave me Just throw the fish basket you made into the stream and pull it up when you pass by after school to see if you have caught any fish.”
Obviously, the "father" here refers to his adoptive father.
Fang Yanqing said solemnly: "Okay, hurry up and change your shoes in the house. I'll see if you step on the mud."
Chu Pingsheng leaned on the door frame and looked at the yard. The two people, the older one and the younger one, couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. More than half a year after taking the child back from Hu'er's adoptive father and mother, she had entered the state of being a mother. Judging from the roar of the Hedong lion, who would compare her with that ten-year-old girl? Contact the Master Mie who made people tremble when he stared at him years ago?
"Hey, Uncle Chu, you are here."
The little tiger looked up and saw him, and was overjoyed: "Where will you take me to play today?"
The name "Uncle Chu" was called by Fang Yanqing out of anger, but Chu Pingsheng did not expose it and allowed him to call it that for more than half a year.
"Hu'er!"
"What's wrong, mother?"
The child looked unhappy, thinking that she was going to teach him again. After all, he went with Uncle Chu last time After hunting in the mountains, his clothes and trousers were all worn out. When he came back, he was not only spanked, but also deprived of two meals. He was so hungry that he ate all the fennel beans that his private school teacher had mixed with alcohol. He stayed up for half the night, so he drank water. .
"He...is your father."
"Mom, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"He is your father."
"You said Uncle Chu... is my father?" A child in his early ten years He couldn't accept it for a moment. He looked at the person at the door and then at the person behind him. He never thought that the man he had called "Uncle Chu" for half a year was his biological father.
“Come, come into the house and see what gifts I have brought you.”
To avoid the eldest wife’s embarrassment, Chu Pingsheng dragged Hu’er into the house, opened the bag and took out I gave him the spinning top and a set of ten clay figurines I bought when passing through Xiangyang.
"Thank you Chu...Dad."
This title... can be said to be quite smooth.
It should be the precedent of parents becoming adoptive parents. The psychological threshold has been crossed. It is not difficult to accept him as the "Uncle Chu" brand biological father.
Chu Pingsheng looked at his eldest son in front of him, then thought about the little daughter on Mount Emei, and recalled Chu Xingzhou far away in Kunlun Mountain, wondering if he should visit his second wife and second son in a few days. .
Well, having too many women is not good either. Tomb of the Living Dead, Guangmingding, Mount Emei, and the main battlefield in Jiangnan where the rebel army is located, running around can tire people to death.
System?
Immortal God King?
Great will?
The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty?
Wutian Buddha?
An indescribable existence?
Anyway, whoever it is, can you give me some sword control skills?
……
No one paid any attention to him.
Just when he was about to complain, he heard a cold snort from outside the yard: "Hmph, should I call you Dai Qisi? Or Granny Jinhua?"
"Mie Mie, you really are. After growing her hair and returning to secular life, she can now be her disciple’s daughter-in-law.”
“Dai Qisi, don’t you think you’d be happy if your crutches were broken?”
Listening to the sounds coming from outside, Chu Pingsheng met the little tiger’s blank gaze and smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, he was still young and could not figure out the relationship. Otherwise, how should he explain to him "disciple" What about the word "granddaughter-in-law"?
And Dai Qisi, who has nothing to do, can't she take good care of her daughter and granddaughter on Mount Emei? Come here to make your presence felt.
"You wait in the room, dad goes out and takes a look."
Chu Pingsheng told his eldest son and walked towards the door of the hall.
"Extinction, I'm here for revenge today, but not to compare martial arts with you."
"What do you mean?"
"You are that kid's wife, I It’s his mother-in-law, extermination, didn’t you expect that I am your elder now, hahahaha...”
Chu Pingsheng stared blankly at Dai Qisi, who had taken off her mask and was wearing a purple shirt outside the courtyard gate. She still had delicate skin and graceful appearance. She was dodged by her strange mental attack.
Xiao Zhaocai gave birth to a child. Although there are many female disciples in Mount Emei, their experience in taking care of children is almost zero. He had no choice but to ask Dai Qisi to take care of his daughter and granddaughter. Come, it creates the conditions for the two women to go head-to-head.
"Chu Pingsheng, come out!"
"Hey."
Chu Pingsheng walked out of the hall with an innocent face and looked at his eldest wife with an innocent face.
"Let me ask you, who am I to you?"
"My wife."
"Then where do I rank?"
"No. 1... ..."
"Since I am the eldest, then it is normal to teach the disobedient concubine a lesson." Fang Yanqing looked at Dai Qisi coldly: "I will follow you as an elder. Found it on my daughter.”
"Extinction, how dare you!"
Dai Qisi was furious and slapped her with her palms. Fang Yanqing jumped up to meet her, and the two exchanged hands with each other several times outside the hospital.
"Dad, what are you thinking about?"
When he sighed, the little tiger patted the back of his hand from behind.
"Son, listen to my father's advice and avoid provoking women when you grow up. If you owe too many romantic debts, you will always have to pay them back..."
…
Three months later.
As a piece of news spread in the world, the name of Chu Pingsheng, leader of the Chu gang, began to “brush the screen” again.
Restaurant.
Teahouse.
Roadside stall.
Battlefield.
Not to mention the gangsters who know his name, even the girls who live in wealthy families know that the 27-year-old Chu Shaoxia is getting married, but compared with the previous few Women, there was a lot of noise this time, because he married three at once, and all the prestigious sects, gangs and families in the world received invitations from the Emei Sect.
On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Cuishan and his son looked at the three names written after "Chu Pingsheng" on the invitation - Yin Li, Yang Buhui, Zhou Zhiruo, you sighed, I sighed, less than a minute The father and son sighed seventeen or eight times.
"Dad, you are talking, are you going?"
Zhang Wuji was very depressed. A cousin and a adopted sister were just packaged and married to that guy, and they were marrying three of them in one wedding. It was quite disrespectful to the woman.
"It's too much. Three brides in one wedding. I really wish I couldn't..."
"Oh." Zhang Cuishan sighed heavily: "I can understand it."
"What do you understand?"
"The whole Emei sect knows that none of the three of them obeys the other, and they have to fight for priority and size no matter what. They married all three of them in one go. I don’t have any worries.”
"Dad, you are still making excuses for him."
"They are willing, but the person involved did not stand up and complain, what can you do?"
"I won't go!"
< br>"Then let me go?" Zhang Cuishan would be frightened whenever there was an occasion for Chu Pingsheng, because there would always be various reasons for everyone to cast sympathetic glances at him, which almost drove him crazy: "We two must One person will go.”
“Given the relationship between the Wudang Sect and the Emei Sect, either Master will go alone, or there will be more of the seven of us going. The eldest brother will definitely not go, and the second brother will have to deal with the affairs of the sect. At least four of the next five will go. My seventh brother is traveling northwest now and can’t come back. All four of us have to go. If you can go on my father’s behalf, he won’t have to go.”
"..."
Zhang Wuji felt miserable, why...
A son went to congratulate his second father on his wedding? Congratulations to him for stealing his childhood sweetheart’s adopted sister? What do you think this is? So fucked.
(End of this chapter)