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Volume 2 Music Festival Chapter 103 Are cultivators ruthless?

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    Chen Jiahui muttered: "This broken mountain road is so annoying! Although it is the work of the predecessors and is Zhuangzi's best cover-up, it is also too scary. It is dark no matter what time of the day. As soon as you enter, you feel eerie and scary."  , It¡¯s like going to the underworld, it¡¯s really fatal!¡±

    Chen Mo smiled and said: "Mom, I heard from grandpa that you were a female warrior back then. You could kill eight hundred enemies on the battlefield, if not a thousand. Why are you still afraid of such a mountain road?"

    Chen Jiahui was a little embarrassed, but also said with some doubts: "I don't know either. As you said, mountains of corpses and seas of blood are coming, and snakes, insects, rats and ants are not very afraid. The only thing I'm afraid of is growing so big.  One is this mountain road, the other is the old man"

    Chen Mo glanced at the poetic scene not far ahead, which was like an exaggerated version of Chenjiagou outside the mountain. He couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart: "What you say here, be careful that the old man hears it.  ! His realm and various secrets of cultivation are endless! I heard that there is a magic called "Shunfeng Er", which can be heard if someone shouts loudly within ten miles. We are not far from the old man's residence now.  How far!¡±

    Chen Jiahui smiled and said: "I was afraid of the old man in the past, but I am not afraid anymore! I gave him such a grandson who will be the best in a thousand years, what else can he do? Hum!"

    Chen Mo was about to speak, but he heard a subtle voice coming from his ear. When he listened, it was an old voice with the unique texture of a middle-aged person: "Hui girl, don't think that Xiao Mo is here.  Don¡¯t think that because you are forty or fifty years old, I don¡¯t dare to spank you! If you dare to talk nonsense, I will spank you just like I did when you were a child!¡±

    Chen Jiahui was startled. She looked left and right, but she didn't find the speaker. Until Chen Mo pointed to the village with a smile, and then said softly: "'Shunfeng Er' and 'Thousand Miles of Sound', cultivating Taoism"  Hehe, our old man has really mastered it!" This old man is none other than Chen Mo's grandfather and Chen Jiahui's adoptive father, Chen Qianchao!

    Chen Jiahui looked surprised: "No, the old man must be two or three miles away from here, right? You can hear this, and the words can be transmitted so far? Isn't that worse than a dog's ears"

    Before Chen Jiahui finished speaking, Chen Qianchao spoke again, but this time his voice did have a dumbfounding tone: "Girl Hui, you really don't take your father seriously, do you? Compare your father to a dog  Bi, are there any children like you?"

    Chen Jiahui couldn't help but smile "hehe" and said to the air in front of her: "Dad, how can I? This is just a compliment to you. Who doesn't know that dogs have the smartest ears in the world, but now they are obviously not as good as your ears! Yes!  Come on, dad, your kung fu is so amazing, but it¡¯s much better than the kung fu in novels, why don¡¯t you teach me too?¡±

    Chen Qianchao smiled and scolded: "You stinky girl, you haven't given me any peace of mind since you were a child! Hurry up and take Xiao Mo down the mountain and into the house. I'm too lazy to tell you. Do you think this 'Shunfeng Er' and 'Thousand Miles Sound Transmission' are free?  Kung Fu is a waste of energy and energy!"

    Chen Jiahui said "Oh" and eagerly pulled Chen Mo down the slope. Accompanied by the sound of slight footsteps and rapidly moving figures, the two of them headed towards this mountain village that had been hidden for hundreds of years.

    Chenjiazhuang is located in a valley, and it is a peach-like place surrounded by cliffs that cannot be climbed at all. It is almost circular.  When you climb up, you can see that it is a large crater. However, it has been silent for thousands of years, but it has become a good place for warmth in winter and coolness in summer, and it is also very suitable for various creatures to recuperate.

    The entire valley is about ten miles in diameter, and the area is extremely vast. Although Chenjiazhuang's population has multiplied for hundreds of years, it does not occupy much of it.  What's more, with the establishment of New China in recent years, many people have gone out, so now there are almost only the older generation in Chenjiazhuang, and no young ones.

    However, the elderly people always come back here to enjoy their old age. This is a Feng Shui treasure place for retirement!  But in Chen Mo's view, this treasure land is also filled with Chen Mu's spirit.  Fortunately, there are two gatherings every year where young people come back to learn boxing. Otherwise, the whole village of Chenjiazhuang would be too boring, too lonely, and too gloomy with a bunch of old men and women

    The village is full of wooden houses, and bricks, cement, etc. cannot be transported here, so hundreds of quaint houses can only be built with local materials.  However, it is precisely such a natural house that is more in line with the identity of the hermits and the picturesque scenery of this geomantic treasure land. Likewise, it is also very suitable for the identity of Chenjiazhuang's heirs who have been passed down from generation to generation - ascetics.

    Arriving at the entrance of the village, there was a wooden wall surrounded by tree trunks, more than a foot high, some of which were still sprouting buds, as if the coolness of autumn was far away from this place and only the warm wind of spring was surrounding it.  The entrance to the village is a tall, ten-meter-highThe wooden door is more than ten feet wide. It is half open at this time. Looking from the door, nothing can be seen except trees. Only occasionally when the gentle breeze blows, there are occasional trees among the branches.  Expose a small piece of roof or wall of a house.

    Walking into the village, a small path paved with gravels is hidden among the trees, making it difficult to see the whole picture.  There are many fresh wild flowers planted on both sides of the path. It is autumn and the stamens are withering, but in the valley bottom of Chenjiazhuang, they are still blooming.  There are also bees and various flying insects flying around from time to time, creating a wonderful scene of spring and the emergence of all things.

    There are small animals running through the village from time to time, such as squirrels, mountain rats, wild cats, hares, and even weasels. Although it is a village, no matter how you look at it, it is a paradise for small animals.  As for the large carnivores, most of them were slaughtered for meat, because there were various kinds of leather hanging to dry outside many wooden houses, and some of them were wild bear skins, which were quite thick.

    Now the setting sun can no longer reach the village, but no oil lamps are lit. Instead, the diesel engine rumbles at the west end of the village, and all the lights in every house flash.  A few years ago, the old people who were used to being quiet were extremely unaccustomed to this noisy machine, but when the lights came on, they all praised Chen Mo loudly for the good things that this little guy had done for everyone.

    You must know that when a person gets old, even if he has hard work, the parts of his body will wear out a lot, such as the loss of teeth and the aging of eyes.  Especially at night, everything you see is like "seeing flowers in the fog", and it's so misty and uncomfortable.

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