The uncle is old.

It seems that since that afternoon I said that sentence, why don’t you get wrinkles?

Hua Xiaoyu was shocked to find that not long after, her hateful uncle had an extra wrinkle.

Although her eyes were still bright, every time she looked at that wrinkle, Hua Xiaoyu felt very guilty in her heart.

She thought it was her fault that caused the hateful uncle to grow old.

For this reason, she worked harder and started practicing.

According to her original agreement with the fairy, as long as she reached the advanced stage of Qi training within ten years, the other party would give her another chance to become a master.

And not only will she be provided with beauty elixirs, but they will even be provided with elixirs that can increase her longevity.

However, precisely because of her hard work in practice, she discovered a strange problem.

Whenever she practiced in the yard of her uncle's house, she felt particularly smooth.

Not only will the cultivation speed be faster than at home, but the cultivation process will also be exceptionally peaceful.

"It's really weird."

On this day, Hua Xiaoyu was lying on the armchair, eating preserves and thinking about it. Suddenly, her brows moved and she looked outside the door.

I saw a man with a haggard face and a baby in his arms walking into the yard.

"Who are you?" Hua Xiaoyu looked at the sword and baby in this man's hand, with alertness in his eyes.

"Jiang Ping is a friend of the owner of this courtyard. Is he at home?" Jiang Ping said calmly.

"Uncle's friend?" Hua Xiaoyu looked confused.

As far as he knew, his uncle rarely went out unless he was making wine.

Moreover, apart from sometimes going to a restaurant two streets away, I just stay at home all the time. How can I have any friends?

However, the unshaven man in front of me seems to be the kind of person who has a lot of stories to tell, maybe it's because of this.

"Just wait, I'll call someone." Thinking of this, Hua Xiaoyu immediately ran towards the restaurant outside the door.

Half an hour later.

"Brother Jiang, what do you mean? We haven't seen each other for only two years, and you brought a baby to look for me?"

Looking at the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard, Zhou Yu withdrew his gaze and said in surprise to Jiang Ping in front of him.

"I wonder if the promise we made back then still counts?" Jiang Ping said with a wry smile.

"Of course it counts." Zhou Yu nodded.

Although the Jiang Ping in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than two years ago, he was already a mid-level Xiantian warrior.

But both his heart and spirit had dropped significantly. In this drop, Zhou Yu felt a hint of death in the other party's heart.

"It seems it's because of love." Looking at the sweet baby sleeping in his arms, Zhou Yu sighed in his heart.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou. Brother Zhou has guessed the purpose of coming here." Jiang Ping looked at the baby in his arms, with a bitter taste in his eyes.

"I want to leave my child with Brother Zhou temporarily. If I haven't come back after a year, I will trouble Brother Zhou to send my child to my hometown..."

"Okay." Zhou Yu nodded.

"But I think Brother Jiang seems to be determined to die. If I still have time, I might as well tell the story of the past two years. After all, if Brother Jiang's family members ask about it, I can have an explanation."

"It's a long story. Brother Zhou, do you still remember the demon-killing conference I talked about two years ago?"

Jiang Ping glanced at Hua Xiaoyu, who had turned his ear, and his eyes fell on Zhou Yushen's words.

"Of course I remember. Brother Jiang was not as good as he is now." Zhou Yu poured a glass of wine for him and chuckled.

"It makes Brother Zhou laugh." Jiang Ping shook the wine glass and looked at the ripples of wine in the glass.

After finishing the drink, his eyes began to become trance-like, and the experiences of the past two years began to emerge one by one in his eyes.

"So, the last demon-killing conference that Brother Jiang participated in was mainly to defeat the Rebirth Cult?"

Half an hour later, Zhou Yu said with a look of astonishment.

He never thought that today, nearly eighty years later, he would still have entanglements with the dead believers.

"Could it be that this religion has something to do with my transformation into a god?" Zhou Yu said with a dumb smile in his heart.

After all, he has understood the true and false artistic conception, and if he is willing, he can step into the realm of divine transformation in a single thought.

The main reason why he has not chosen to advance is because he himself feels that transforming into a god with this artistic conception is not satisfactory enough.

Because the understanding of this true and false artistic conception mainly comes from the taste of life in wine, and a hint of the artistic conception of silence.

This was the reason why Zhou Yuhui was stunned, but when this shock flashed through his heart, he subconsciously felt a throbbing feeling.

It seems that the reappearance of the dead believer this time is really related to his transformation into a god.

"Not bad." Jiang Ping didn't know what Zhou Yu was thinking at this moment.

After all, in his eyes, Zhou Yu is just a strange scholar and a trustworthy friend.

The main reason why he was willing to come to take care of his son was because Zhou Yu was the closest to him and he was not a member of the Jianghu community.

"There have been rumors that the dead believers were massacring villages and preparing a blood sacrifice, but there has been no evidence before.

It was not until two years ago that someone discovered that a small town outside Qingzhou had been massacred, with a total of more than 15,000 people killed, that this incident completely exploded."

"The Demon Exorcism Conference was held at Shuiyue Peak in Qingzhou, and I met her at that time.

In the next year, we worked together to kill many dead believers, so we fell in love.

It's a pity that a month ago, the dead believers who had been eradicated suddenly received many foreign aids.

We were ambushed and many of our comrades died tragically. When I returned, I found that the rear was also attacked.

If she hadn't hidden this son in the secret passage, I'm afraid he would have gone with her."

"So, Brother Jiang plans to entrust your son to me and fight them again." Zhou Yu looked at Jiang Ping and said.

"Yes, you have to see people when you are alive, and you want to see the corpse when you die."

"Brother Jiang, do you regret it now?" Zhou Yu looked at this man's firm eyes and asked suddenly.

"I have already enjoyed the world, so why regret it." After hearing this, Jiang Ping thought of the problem in the ruined temple and said with a free and easy smile.

"Although I faced difficulties and was heartbroken for a time, I have no regrets because this is the world I want."

"I'll leave this to Brother Zhou." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ping handed the young son in his arms to Zhou Yu's hands.

"treasure."

"Wow, wow, wow..."

As if sensing his father's departure, the baby in Zhou Yu's arms suddenly burst into tears.

Hearing the cry, Jiang Ping paused for a moment and walked out of the door without looking back.

"Uncle, this man is too cruel. He even left his own son to seek revenge."

Hua Xiaoyu watched this scene, while comforting the baby in Zhou Yu's arms, she blamed him.

She had also lost her father since she was a child. When she saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but feel sympathy for Jiang Ping's youngest son.

I was very angry, but even more complicated.

Especially Jiang Ping's body that seemed to be paused but actually trembled, made her involuntarily think about whether the father she had never met was the same way at the beginning.

There is a reason to leave.

"But the baby is so pitiful." Hua Xiaoyu took out all the candied fruits in her hand and hurriedly coaxed the crying baby.
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