Asking About Longevity: Chapter 379 Sun family
Chapter 379 The Sun Family
At the same time that Mo Hua released his spiritual consciousness to spy, in the most gorgeous mansion in Qianjia Town, a middle-aged monk with a mean face and a thin body suddenly opened his eyes, his face slightly startled.
He frowned and ordered:
“Call Ze’er.”
The servant followed the order and went down. After a while, a young man with frivolous eyebrows walked in and said casually:
“Dad, what’s the matter?”
This divine consciousness made him feel deeply fearful.
Mo Hua stretched out his head and looked around, looking at the formations everywhere.
“To be courteous for nothing…”
After a while, several monks appeared in front of the road.
Actually, there is no Foundation Establishment monk peeking?
The leader was a young monk in rich clothes and a frivolous face, but pretending to be solemn.
…
First there was a young boy with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and then there was a little girl with a pretty face.
Mr. Zhuang said calmly: "My surname is Zhuang."
Then he ordered: "This foundation-building monk used his spiritual consciousness to explore the way. He must be a monk from outside."
But now that everyone has been welcomed in, it is impossible for him to drive them out, and it is also difficult to admit that he was wrong.
But his father had said it first, and he did not dare to disobey it.
“Which one has the surname Sun?”
"This person must be a foundation-building monk without a doubt!" Sun Yi said firmly.
The young monk raised his hands and said with a smile:
“When a distinguished guest comes to your doorstep, he will be welcomed from afar.”
This seemingly wooden driver always gave him a slight sense of oppression.
But the monks who came out of the carriage surprised them.
In Qiandeng Town.
Sun Ze said dissatisfied: "Why bother? He comes when he likes and leaves when he likes. What should we do with him?"
Sun Ze then said respectfully: "Qianjia Town is simple and crude, so I'm afraid of being intrusive to our distinguished guests. If you don't want to give up, you can move to the Sun family, so that our Sun family can show their friendship as landlords."
Sun Ze counted them again and missed only the ink paintings.
“Neither of them looks like a good person.”
The carriage stopped.
“If you need anything, just tell my servants, and our Sun family will do our best to meet it.”
“Okay, Dad, I’ll listen to you.”
Sun Ze led the way, and Puppet Lao drove the carriage. Under the surprised eyes of passers-by, he slowly drove into the Gaoguang gate of the Sun family.
Sun Ze felt a little uncomfortable hearing the dry voice, and felt a little dissatisfied.
Unless he is a great monk in the Golden Core realm who is above the level of Foundation Establishment.
Sun Ze was also surprised and said: "Foundation-building monk?"
“Could it be that I saw it wrong?”
Logically speaking, this monk in white is most like Zhu Ji, but if he were Zhu Ji, it would be impossible for his aura to be so restrained that he would not notice it at all.
“Take some people to welcome them and invite them as guests without offending them.”
Sun Yi cupped his hands and said, "Your distinguished guest is here, and you don't know what he is doing?"
The two painter brothers were lying on the bed, talking quietly.
“A father, a son…”
Sun Yi, the head of the Sun family, greeted him personally.
The old man was knocking on pine nuts and driving the carriage.
“He is very passionate and has evil intentions.”
Sun Yi raised his eyebrows, put down the tea cup, and said slowly:
If there really is a foundation-building monk, he cannot afford to offend him.
But the surrounding houses are low, the formations are crude, and there is nothing interesting to see.
Although it is a large guest room, it is also exquisitely laid out, with porcelain and screens, sandalwood is burning, and cigarette smoke is curling up.
After that, Sun Yi arranged for everyone to stay and said enthusiastically:
The Sun family’s living room is decorated splendidly.
“That guy named Sun doesn’t look like a good person.”
Bai Zixi meditates gracefully and quietly.
Sun Yi didn’t quite believe it, but still smiled and said:
“Meeting each other is fate. If you come from afar, you are a guest. If you don’t dislike me, you can stay at my grandson’s house for a few days, so that grandson can take care of you.”
The Sun family prepared two large guest rooms for Mo Hua and the others.
Sun Yi looked at Sun Ze with a somewhat obscure expression, "...Then we must entertain him well."
Sun Yi nodded, "This spiritual consciousness is extremely obscure and very deep. It sweeps lightly. If I hadn't been studying the formation and concentrating my spiritual consciousness, I might not have been able to detect it."
Sun Ze said quickly: "I am Sun Ze, the eldest son of the grandson of Qianjia Town."
“What if we can afford it?”
Sun Yi thought for a moment and said slowly:
"No matter what he does, we will treat him with courtesy. If we can't provoke him, we won't provoke him. Just send him away as soon as possible."
Sun Yi was startled. It was an extraordinary surname. He cherished words like gold, and he also had a noble demeanor.
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“Smile on the skin but not on the inside.”
But the matter is now over, so there is no need to worry about these things.
Sun Ze was dissatisfied, "If we hadn't built the foundation, our work would have been in vain. Why are they worthy of being so humble to you?"
…
But it is impossible for a monk in the Golden Core Realm to come to the border of the Second Grade State, a small and remote place like this.
For some reason, Sun Ze breathed a sigh of relief.
After settling Mr. Zhuang and others, Sun Yi returned to the living room, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
This young man’s surname is Sun Mingze, and he is the eldest son of the Sun family.
This voice was as astringent as dead wood. It was obviously a human voice, but it didn't sound like a human voice.
Sun Yi, the head of the Sun family, frowned and said, "There are monks who use their spiritual sense to spy on you."
Sun Yi frowned.
It also made him even more curious about who were the people sitting in the car.
The next person who got out of the car was a young monk with clear eyes and picturesque features.
Everyone in the Sun family trembled in their hearts.
“Besides, this foundation-building monk probably has quite a lot of background.”
“You’re welcome.” Sun Yi cupped his hands and said.
Sun Yi shook his head, "I haven't seen it yet."
Sun Ze's eyes moved away from the maid's waist with nostalgia, and he nodded in agreement:
“That’s right, the old man driving the carriage, the handsome young man, and the pretty little girl all have extraordinary temperaments...”
Sun Ze also frowned:
Sun Yi sat down, and a beautiful maid came forward to serve tea. Sun Yi took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then said slowly:
The old man remained silent.
There are five or six beds arranged side by side. The beds are covered with soft blankets.
“There is also the man named Zhuang, who looks like a fairy. He is either a real expert or a real liar..."
This little monk is supporting another monk in white who looks handsome and has an immortal demeanor, but he has no breath in his body and doesn't even look like a monk.
"Observe for a few days. If you can't afford to offend us, we'll treat you politely..."
"Stop saying such ignorant words!" Sun Yi frowned and reprimanded, "A man can bend and stretch, so what's wrong with being humble?"
The old man looked blank and said calmly: "Who are you?"
The old man stopped the carriage.
An old man driving a carriage is so strange, and the monk in the carriage is probably even more unusual.
The puppet boss outside the car nodded and said: "Okay."
The old man said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"Among this group of monks, even if they don't have a foundation, their status is not ordinary..."
Dabai dragged the car and walked slowly on the streets of Qiandeng Town.
“Dad.” Sun Ze stepped forward and whispered:
“What do we do next?”
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.
He could only bite the bullet and said, "I wonder what this Taoist friend's surname is..."
Sun Yi muttered in his heart.
Sun Ze also smiled.
“That’s right, the smile is too fake.”
After Sun Ze left, Sun Yi was still frowning and uncertain. Finally, his eyes became colder and he said, "I hope I'm not here to cause trouble..."
Mr. Zhuang showed a faint smile:
“Then I’m sorry.”
In the carriage, the three disciples of Mo Hua looked at each other and then at Mr. Zhuang.
The ink painting looks a little more cute, but it doesn't catch Sun Ze's eyes.
Sun Yi scolded: "What do you know? Foundation building and foundation building are completely different. Our Sun family lives in a corner, so naturally we need to make more friends with other monks. Even if we don't make friends, we still have to figure out what they are doing. , can’t be offended.”
The middle-aged monk's surname is Sun, and he is the head of the Sun family.
Mr. Zhuang’s tone is still calm:
“When passing through your land, rest for a few days.”
He always asked other people questions, and he was rarely asked in such a cold tone.
One room is for Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Puppet, and the other is for Mo Hua and his three children.
Sun Yi was confused for a moment. Who among these people is the foundation builder?
Whose is that spying consciousness?
Sun Ze asked him: "Dad, who is Zhu Ji?"
“Who else has the surname Sun?”
“Foundation-building monk, what are you doing here in our Qianjia Town?”
“There is only one road out of Qianjia Town.”
Sun Ze was scolded and had no choice but to obey:
…
The two of them murmured. Bai Zixi couldn't practice cultivation, so she could only open her eyes like autumn water and look at them helplessly.
(End of this chapter)