Fairy Tale

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the grandparents and grandchildren came back.

Lian Yixing hurried in from the door, smiled and greeted the old ancestor who was sitting under the eaves lazily basking in the sun: "Ancestor, take a look, my knife is ready."

As he spoke, he handed a stack of knives to Lian Wanshan like a treasure offering, like petals unfolding, hoping for a smile from his ancestor.

Since the day he came back, he got the news of the downfall of the Lian family. Although the ancestor didn't say anything later, and everything seems to be normal these days, Lian Yi still felt that the ancestor was not doing well.

Even Yi couldn't say why, but he felt that the ancestor seemed a little absent-minded.

Lian Yi hoped that the old ancestor would be in a better mood, but she didn't know what to say about it, so she wanted to interrupt the old ancestor with something new.

For example, she asked her ancestors to light a fire when cooking, or pestered her ancestors to teach her sword skills every day.

Lian Wanshan opened his eyes, and a warm smile flashed in the depths of his eyes. He didn't know what his girl was thinking.

He didn't stop him either, it was his younger generation showing filial piety to him.

In fact, his state in recent days is not as good as it appears on the surface.

Since that day, his mood has been fluctuating, thinking of the decline of the Lian family, and his current situation, even though he has lived for tens of thousands of years, his heart has fluctuated.

After a few days of recovery, he was surprised to find that his remnant soul became more condensed.

What a windfall.

After thinking about it, he felt that this was probably the experience of heaven for him!

Maybe it's because his cultivation is not perfect, and something went wrong during his ascension?

However, the way of heaven is fifty, the evolution of heaven is forty-nine, and humans escape one. Perhaps, Heavenly Dao gave him a remedy and gave him another chance?

Thinking of this, Lian Wanshan's mood seemed to become more solidified.

Refining his mind and refining his mind, it's like he has re-experienced in the world of mortals.

It never hurts to check for leaks and fill in vacancies.

Thinking so, in fact, Lian Wanshan has regained his peace of mind these days.

However, the old man saw that his family took special care of him these days, and he felt that such a life was really good, so he wanted to enjoy it for a while.

Seeing the fifteen flying knives brought by the girl as a treasure, Lian Wanshan detested him as much as he wanted.

"Don't worry, wait until the world of cultivating immortals. The ancestors will help you find iron essence and melt it in. If you are lucky, you will find gold and stone, and ask a good craftsman to help you build it. Maybe you can reach the lower level. Magic weapon level."

"You... Fanqi, you still learn the old man's Flying Knife Art. You are reckless. Do you know what grade the old man's Flying Knife Art is?"

The Flying Dao Jue ranks among the earth-level mid-level. Among the four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang, the heaven-level cheats are all controlled by the sect. Even when their family is a super-cultivating family, they can have such a sword manual, which is enough to be handed down from generation to generation. .

Moreover, this flying knife art is not something that even a child can practice.

It can be practiced to transform into a god. She took a mortal weapon and used it there to piss him off, right?

Think about it, this girl took a lot of good things from him.

I really don't know the blessing when I am in the blessing.

Lian Yi didn't care about Lian Wanshan being furious, she was happy that he was so energetic.

She happily hung fifteen thin blades on her waist in a row, patted them, and retorted: "Old ancestor, you really don't know the sufferings of the people, and you are still a magic weapon. I have learned a little bit these days, Jin Dan It’s something for a monk to show off if he has a fancy magic weapon, let alone me, a little Qi-refining monk.”

It is as if this magic weapon can be picked up casually on the street.

Those iron essences, gold and stones are things that cannot be obtained even if you ask for them.

"Even if you give me a magic weapon, I dare not use it. Isn't that the same as a child walking on the road with gold? It's obviously waiting for someone to grab it?"

She happily flicked the blade on her waist,

I just feel very safe: "Why do you underestimate them? Last time... didn't we just use a knife to kill fish?"

It was about the time when Cao Xuannian was killed last time.

What Lian Yi said was cryptic. After all, the village is no more crowded than the mountain. "It doesn't matter what weapon you use, the key is the person who uses it!"

"I've decided, these fifteen flying knives will be called Liu Yefei."

She sold her father's first-class baker's face, and found the best blacksmith to jump in the line to do it. She drew the picture herself and spent three hundred taels of silver. She is precious.

Lian Wanshan couldn't complain anymore, he waved his hand, not wanting to continue the topic, and instructed Lian Yi: "Go and cook! I'm hungry. I want to eat braised pork today, and the meat should be seven percent fat."

Lian Yi pouted: "You saw the meat I bought again!"

Some time ago, Lian Yi and Lian Wai's aunt, Lian Zhanglan, came back with Lian Yi and Lian Wai's cousin Hua Xiaoduo.

After asking, I found out that my eldest uncle died of a sudden illness, and I didn't come in time to inform the relatives at home to go to the funeral.

After the uncle left, Lian Changlan felt a little sad these days. She had few children, and she had a daughter in her thirties. Now her daughter is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she is still young.

Seeing that the man was gone, the family tried to give her a adoptive son so that they could inherit their husband and wife's property.

How could Lian Zhanglan tolerate it? She was also stubborn. The patriarch and the elders said that they didn't let go.

Taking advantage of the night, he packed up the banknotes at home, and brought the children to join his younger brother.

When he left, he left He Lishu behind, saying that he didn't want the house or the fields.

From now on, Hua Xiaoduo's dowry will not need to come from the clan, it's up to them whether they want to adopt or have other ideas.

Company Commander Lan has no regrets about this. She has been the eldest sister since she was a child, and she has an upright and decisive temper. When she came to join her natal brother, she made sure that no one in the Hua family would come to her.

On the one hand, they did get real benefits, they got the house and fields for nothing, and Hua Xiaoduo's dowry didn't have to be paid.

On the other hand, Lian Changlan is from Lian Changlan's family. There is a third-class chef in the village and a chef from Zuixianlou, both of whom are Lian Changhai's apprentices, and they are also very close to Lian Changlan. They more or less dare not go too far.

Anyway, her husband broke up because she couldn't give birth to a son very early on, and he hasn't fulfilled any responsibilities of being a father these years.

She and Hua Xiaoduo didn't care about those things at all, those banknotes were her dowry and the family property she had built over the years.

However, Hua Xiaoduo's physique is weak, perhaps because of some twists and turns on the road, wind evil entered her body not long after she arrived.

After going to Shou'an Hall, Dr. Liu saw that she was serious, so he left her in Shou'an Hall for treatment. Today, you can go home.

Early in the morning, Qian Xiuer went to sell embroidery products, and the company commander went to work at sea.

Lian Wai specially rented an ox cart in the morning, and brought a few people back with him when the time came.

Lian Yi originally went with them all the way, but she was fast, thinking that her ancestor was at home alone, so she bought groceries and trotted all the way back.

What she didn't notice was that when she was running, her steps were shining brightly, and there seemed to be flashes of inspiration, which happened to be seen by Lian Chenyuan who came to the mortal world.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he saw green under the feet of the passing girl, it seemed that the wood spirit root was better and younger.

Curious, he flicked a little light on his hand, and the light disappeared behind Lian Yi, and followed her back.

Lian Yi didn't notice it at all.