Chapter 638 Even if I Am About to Die, I, Chen Xun, Can Pull You Back Now!

In the courtyard.

A wisp of mist and rain lingered, and Chen Xun's figure suddenly appeared. A voice came from the house immediately: "Moo~"

"Brother is back!"

"Brother Xun!"

Three faces with bright smiles sat by a special stove to welcome Chen Xun back.

Chen Xun walked slowly into the inner room with a gentle smile, saying: "I went to discuss Taoism with the old gentleman. Today I finally realized something and benefited a lot."

The big black bull ran up and sniffed Chen Xun, with doubts in his eyes. It didn't understand some of the old blind man's paintings. It still preferred more intuitive paintings.

"Wow, it seems that brother really met an opportunity." Nangong Heling's eyebrows were curved, holding Xiao Chi in his arms, "The Taoist master is right, brother is a person with long luck."

"Sister He, you are right, I agree!" Xiao Chi growled, his eyes were quite firm.

Chen Xun waved his hand, found a seat and sat down casually, and said calmly: "Where do so many opportunities come from? This old man has been here for so long, and I haven't seen anyone get an opportunity."

"Moo!"

"But big brother, others don't understand, me too..."

"If it was in the past, I wouldn't understand it either. Didn't Lao Niu and I just take a look and walk away? Who would care? Who knows how many opportunities we have missed in the past."

"Hehe."

"Third sister, don't think that any opportunity will fall on your head. Your big brother is just a natural thing. It's just a fate with the old man. He is just a mortal. We are connected in painting, that's all."

Chen Xun was very calm, and took out the health tea cup and drank it, "Old Niu, am I right?"

The big black cow nodded heavily and mooed. It makes sense, and the cow's tail also shook.

"I'm going to paint. Hey, I'm inspired." Chen Xun smiled and stood up, staggering outside. The world in the rain had a different smell and freshness, as if it had been cleansed.

The big black bull opened his eyes slightly and chased after him. He wanted to see what Chen Xun had painted.

In the room, Xiao He smiled: "Fourth brother, it's great to follow the eldest brother~"

"Sister He, that's a must!"

"Second brother said he would take us to build the sky track in the future. He and the eldest brother have discussed it."

"Woof~~Roar~!"

Xiao Chi's eyes lit up, and he flopped on the ground and roared, "No problem, I'm very strong."

"Anyway, we won't separate."

"Roar!"

Xiao Chi and Xiao He started chatting again, but Xiao Chi talked a lot and densely. In just a few years, too many things have happened in the mortal world.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu brought out two rocking chairs and sat in the yard in the heavy rain, laughing. They even clinked glasses, unconventional, and full of a sense of freedom.

Time also passed away gradually in the sound of the pattering rain.

…

The years in the mortal world are like the excitement and noise brought by the instant explosion of fireworks. People cheered and chased that beautiful moment when the fireworks bloomed.

However, the passage of time ruthlessly took away the fireworks, leaving only the remaining smoke of memories. In the blink of an eye, the years have dissipated like smoke, and another ten years have passed.

Qiongyang Town, Shuangshu Lane.

Zhou Guanghan married five years ago. She married an ordinary family, just a few streets away, not far from the lane. She only came back less in the past six months.

Her husband treated her very well. He was a very motivated man, and Chen Xun had once selected him.

However, on the wedding day, he wanted to host the wedding, but the man's family didn't allow him to... He had to take his family to a banquet and gave some gifts.

Zhou's father and mother were getting older, and Zhou Guangdai also married into a good family in the big city, but it seemed that... their lives had not changed much.

However, they didn't expect anything in return. They just wanted to raise the three of them and make them polite. Now they can still make a living by setting up a stall.

Zhou Guangyi hasn't been home for two years, and no letters have come. It's like he has evaporated from the face of the earth. No one knows whether he is dead or alive, and where he has gone.

Zhou's mother also had a lot more white hair overnight. Although she had already prepared herself mentally, it was not so easy to make a living in the world, and she didn't know what had happened to Guangyi over the years.

Chen's family, courtyard.

Nangong Heling's face was not made up. Although twenty years had passed, her face was only a lot more vicissitudes, but she still looked like a young woman, which made many people envious.

However, in this great world, there are martial arts masters, martial arts saints, and immortals in the mortal world. The people here are much more receptive than ordinary people.

But Chen Xun is different. He has completely integrated his age. He looks like a 40-year-old, and even has a sense of majesty and vicissitudes.

From a slightly immature young man, he wandered in the alley every day until he was 40 years old, and finally became a very prestigious old man in the alley.

For example, he is qualified to participate in any major event in the alley. If he can survive one more step, he can step onto the big stage of Qiongyang Town and participate in the election of the mayor.

Wherever he goes, the young men in the town have to respectfully call him "Old Xun"!

Nangong Heling is making flower cakes today. The sweet smell fills the whole courtyard. Da Hei Niu and Xiao Chi follow closely, looking eagerly, waiting for the first bite!

She turned around and shouted, "Brother~Brother!"

"What are you doing?!" A response came from under a crane tree. A middle-aged man in linen was painting, but his pen was no longer a paintbrush, but stones, soil, yellow leaves on the ground...

"Guang Yi hasn't been back for two years. Brother, don't you care?"

"Hey, what a big deal. A young man is going out to explore the world. What should he worry about after only two years? Your second brother and I left the small mountain village back then, and we didn't come back until a thousand years later."

"Moo~~Moo!!"

The big black bull roared loudly, with some excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Oh...brother, Guang Yi is not in danger, right?"

"Within fifty years, he will be invincible in the world of martial arts. He can establish a sect and become a giant in the world of martial arts. His eight internal meridians have been opened, his true orifices are unobstructed, and his stick... well, I added some ingredients."

Chen Xun said indifferently, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter, "But what kind of existence he wants to be depends on himself. My spiritual thoughts sweep through this world, and I can't sweep it all in one breath. Very well, there is still sea area.”

Nangong Heling secretly exclaimed, it turned out that her eldest brother really knew martial arts. She thought that her eldest brother had learned medical skills in the mortal world.

However, the extremely powerful person in the Mahayana realm... is a powerful existence in the entire world of immortal cultivation. It is simply simple to teach the martial arts of a mortal disciple.

Xiao Chi rolled his eyes and growled: "Brother Xun, isn't that boy Guangyi going to help the injustices in the world..."

"Moo? Moo!"

"Yes, otherwise what do you think I am doing by teaching that kid martial arts? Besides, he has a good heart. The Zhou family has been very strict in discipline since childhood."

Chen Xun smiled faintly, still busy with his hands, "I hope he won't go the wrong way. If he gets tired of supporting him, he might as well go back to the alley to take care of himself, but don't do evil in the world."

"Hehe, brother, you are so kind."

"Hahaha..."

Chen Xun laughed loudly and continued to add embellishments on his drawing board. The big black cow leaned half out of the room and looked at the drawing board under the shade of the tree.

It has recently taken a liking to Chen Xun's paintings. It's not the scenery painted in them, but the colorful embellishments that make them feel very strange and comfortable.

It's like the feeling of suddenly floating in a small pool of water, which is very pleasant.

Nangong Heling also likes to stay with Chen Xun and watch him paint recently. He always feels that his elder brother has a different kind of friendly atmosphere, and the paintings are also very mysterious.

Although she still can't understand it now, she no longer finds it ugly. Her eldest brother's painting skills are much better than they were then.

Just as they were busy doing their own thing, a few hurried footsteps and shouts suddenly came from outside:

"Brother Chen Xun!"

"Brother Chen Xun!"

"Uncle Chen!"

…

Several shouts came from outside the door, but they didn't come in. They just looked into the small courtyard, burning like ants on a hot pot.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang's old illness has relapsed and she is vomiting blood. The doctors in the alley say she is going to die soon, but Aunt Wang said to come to you as soon as possible!"

"I see."

Chen Xun stood up slowly, his brows filled with indifference. He no longer felt the anxiety and powerlessness he felt a long, long time ago. He walked out of the courtyard door, looked at everyone, and said calmly:

"Let's go, everyone, even if Aunt Wang is about to die, I, Chen Xun, have to bring her back."