Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

Chen Chaosheng walked around the mausoleum for a long time.

The surroundings were quiet, and he sat on each bed, no longer sleepy.

At this time, he really regretted blocking the door so tightly that it would be troublesome for him to go out by himself.

"bother."

He touched the firm thin callus on his index finger and began to miss his natal sword.He chose that sword from the thousands of swords in the sword mound, but his sword left him and ran away.

Has his sword been bullied outside?

His sword is dumb and doesn't talk to people very much.It was because of this that Chen Chaosheng chose him. As soon as he entered the sword mound, other swords came to seduce him, some calling him master, some calling his husband and wife to unite with other swords. There are also those who call him daddy directly.

"Chen Chaosheng, I am your long-lost son—" The sword was pressed against his back, and he roared fiercely.

At that time, Chen Chaosheng thought he had entered some kind of pansi hole, and he would not even walk, he crawled away on all hands and feet, and his white hair was messed up by these swords.

His senior brother also laughed at him for decades.

It seems that a sword without a sword repairer is really cheap.

When others enter the sword mound, the sword will avoid it by itself.Chen Chaosheng's entry into Jianzhong is like catnip meeting a cat.

His aptitude is so good, he belongs to the hexagram that God gives food to eat.Swords that are so good that they are of the highest grade want to make a contract with this sword repairer.

And he is very lazy, everyone knows that making his sword will not be practiced for ten hours a day like other swords.Doing Chen Chaosheng's sword is more healthy, and he can practice it for three hours at most.

His dumb sword hung there without making a sound, and the sunlight fell on the black iron on the tip of the sword, Chen Chaosheng knew it was his sword.A man who doesn't like to talk doesn't need a talking sword.

His natal sword seems to be too far away from him.

He could only perceive a little bit, and there was a bit of information that Jian sensed in his divine sense, but he couldn't get in touch at all.

He walked up and down the wall repeatedly, growing more impatient.

Go to the place where the wall is still weak.

Chen Chaosheng vaguely remembered that this seemed to be under his master's bedroom, and wondered if his master's bed would fall out because of his broken wall.But now, he has no other choice but to make a decision.

"Broken." Chen Chaosheng said softly.

First there was a gust of wind, gushing in with the sun's rays.

The wall covered with murals opened at the speed of the sound, and small stones fell like a goddess scattering flowers. The hot air caused Chen Chaosheng's white hair to scatter indiscriminately.

Chen Chaosheng was burned by the sun.

"Zhuo, the ancients!" A little boy dressed in nondescript clothes pointed at Chen Chaosheng and shouted.

Chen Chaosheng was stunned.

"That brother is cosplaying, don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Chaosheng just walked out of the cave, looked around for a week, and found that something was not right.His master only had one bed, but what he saw in front of him were all steel buildings rising from the ground, and a group of men and women in strange clothes pointed at him and spoke a lot of new words.

"The wall is rotten! Why is the 5a-level scenic spot also engaged in tofu projects." Someone pointed to the entrance of the cave.

"This manis using Chinese kongfu, wow."

Chen Chaosheng hastily made a tactic, his hands trembled for a while before he used the illusion, barely covering the entrance of the cave.

If it weren't for the "Zhuo", he was finally sure that he was still in the territory of Huaxia.The accent has changed a lot, but the meaning has remained the same.

There were crowds of people on the side, chattering, and looking towards him, pointing.

"Young man, you are so handsome. You also came to see Chen Chaosheng's mausoleum?" A middle-aged woman came forward with a basket, smiling all over her face.

Chen Chaosheng took two steps back unconsciously.

Zhuo, why are there so many people in Master's bedroom?

Could it be that his master returned to vulgarity to give birth to so many offspring?

Chen Chaosheng gasped, it was really terrifying.

The aunt wiped her sweaty face: "Young man, don't be afraid, the aunt is not a bad person."

Chen Chaosheng was a little afraid of her enthusiasm, so he took two steps back.There was a lot of people here, and only that person yelled, and then he was surrounded by these aunts, and no one paid attention to him.

"Little girl..." Chen Chaosheng said awkwardly.

Chen Chaosheng Sidu, these are all his juniors.

He was not used to the feeling of being surrounded by people, which made him dizzy.

He wanted to lie back in the coffin.

Several aunts rushed forward, as if they had decided that Chen Chaosheng was an easy victim: "Young man, you look very fashionable, and my little brat likes to do it too. What do you call it to kill Pu Lei?"

Chen Chaosheng was clamped by several people, and at this moment, he felt like crying but had no tears.

"I want to go home..." Chen Chaosheng whispered.

"Go home! Take aunt's car, it's cheap! Follow aunt home!" Aunt Ziyi smiled even more happily, "The tourist bus in the scenic spot is very expensive! Five yuan for aunt's car!"

"Why come home now! Buy a souvenir from Chen Chaosheng! Otherwise, it's nothing." The green-clothed aunt whispered in Chen Chaosheng's ear, "I'll sell it to others for fifty, and I'll sell it to you for thirty, Chen Chaosheng. The bronze statue of Chaosheng should be placed in the house, bless you with many children and blessings!"

"Many children, many blessings..." Chen Chaosheng was covered in sweat.

The July sun was shining on the top, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

"If there is no child at home, if you put this bronze statue of him, even a man can get pregnant! I won't be able to get into the second grade. I worship Chen Chaosheng, and I will go to Tsinghua University and Peking University tomorrow!" The aunt plausibly said, "Young man, you haven't taken the college entrance examination yet, come on. Buy one buy one!"

Chen Chaosheng twitched his arm, but did not move: "I didn't..."

He stammered and hurriedly explained: "...Chen Chaosheng is not sending the son Guanyin, he is just an ordinary sword repair..."

"Young man, don't buy hers! Hers fall apart as soon as you touch them. If you want me to say, you'd better buy my Chen Chaosheng biography!" Another aunt squeezed forward, "Chen Chaosheng was born to die, one year old, how many times did he change?" A diaper, how many wives he has had in his life, and the love and hatred between him and his master, it is clearly written on it..."

Chen Chaosheng gave up on explaining.

Open pendulum.

It's too ridiculous.

How can you talk about him and his master?His master is reproductively separated from him. He is a human being, but his master is not.And his master looks like an ordinary starting point grandfather.A teacher for a day and a father for life, how can anyone fall in love with a father who is as old as his grandfather?

When he was traveling in Chang'an City when he was young, his master happened to pass by, and he happened to be standing upstairs admiring the flowers.

When the people downstairs saw his master's old face, they all shouted, "Chen Chaosheng, your grandpa is here!"

Shouting made his master's face turn black.

How can he say that he has a wife?A qualified sword cultivator will devote his whole life to Dao, women will only affect the speed at which Chen Chaosheng draws his sword.

man?Loving a man Chen Chaosheng is not as good as loving himself.

It's really bad manners!People are not old!

These new words suddenly popped up in Chen Chaosheng's mind.It should be learned by his natal sword, which was passed on to him through divine thoughts.

"Chen Chaosheng...not dead yet..." Chen Chaosheng said.

Several aunts surrounded him so that he couldn't move. They were selling bronze statues, autobiographies, and Chen Chaosheng's diapers. Chen Chaosheng's face also turned black.

"Go, go! You can't sell souvenirs in the scenic area!" Finally, a security guard with a mask came over, "Why do you see that the young man is honest and keeps grabbing him to sell souvenirs?"

Several aunts rushed away.

Only then did Chen Chaosheng heave a sigh of relief.

His Taoist robe was scratched by some aunts, and it was covered with sweat pitifully, hanging loosely on his body.

Chen Chaosheng looked back at the hole he blasted.Probably due to the illusion, I only saw gray, which should be something called "cement".

It doesn't feel as good as wood.

"Young man, go over there to buy tickets. You look young, you are still in college." The kind security guard pointed in the direction, "Student tickets are half price, just in time for the Millennium Ceremony of Chen Chaosheng's death. There are too many tourists in the Tianling Mausoleum, and our security personnel are too busy."

Chen Chaosheng thought for a long time, and dryly choked out a few words: "Thanks for your hard work."

"Young man, your accent is quite strange, but it still sounds good." The security guard straightened the badge on his chest, "The wig is just like the real thing."

"Go quickly." The security staff went to work after a few words, "Remember to wear a mask, this is a special period."

Chen Chaosheng glanced at the sun in the sky, and then at the endless crowd, deeply feeling that he woke up at the wrong time.

If a few years ago, there would be no pneumonia at all, at least his natal sword did not wear a mask three or four years ago, and there was no health code, so he just went to the sword wherever he wanted, unlike today, don’t The place where you have to go back to Sizhou, the nucleic acid will be collected within 24 hours, and then the nucleic acid will be sampled.In the next 50 years, it is estimated that it will be over.

Chen Chaosheng touched the Kaiyuan Tongbao in his cuff, finally got some confidence in his heart, and walked to the ticket office on the side.

He has to go to his sect to see, maybe the master knows where his natal sword has gone.A swordsman cannot live without a sword.

Chen Chaosheng squeezed into the long twisted crowd and walked forward.

In front is a young girl, the eaves of the small umbrella always poke his eyeballs from time to time.Behind him was a middle-aged man, and the wheels of the stroller he was pushing kept pressing on Chen Chaosheng's heels from time to time.

But this is not a problem, they Taoists talk about a clean and inaction.

Quiet and inaction.

He was surrounded by a few aunts before, but now he is being carried forward by the queue again.

The small glazed tile house with the vermilion roof is in front, with a banner hanging above it.

"To commemorate Chen Chaosheng's death for a thousand years."

"5A Level Scenic Spot - Sword Immortal Mausoleum"

Chen Chaosheng heard a lot about him.Many of those in line were talking about him.

He heard clearly, and his thoughts wandered a little.Some people say that he is like a fairy, some people say that there is no one named Chen Chaosheng in the world, but Sizhou invented it for the development of tourism, and some people say that Chen Chaosheng is not surnamed Chen, and refuses historical research. He should be a beautiful woman, or the ancestor of Zhu Yuanzhang...

Chen Chaosheng smiled calmly.This feeling actually made him feel bad.He doesn't like others to judge him, good or bad, he doesn't want many people to remember the name "Chen Chaosheng".

In modern terms, it is "privacy".Chen Chaosheng didn't like such prying talk.

No one can judge right from wrong, not even historians.

"Young man, what ticket do you buy?"

When he was in a daze, he walked to the door of the ticket office.

The neatly dressed young girl raised her head and asked him, "Student tickets are half price."

The men and women here are all dressed coolly, styles that Chen Chaosheng has never seen before.His sword transmits something from time to time.

Chen Chaosheng looked at the rules on the side for a while.

The student ticket is 50 yuan and can be purchased with a student ID card.Children are free, and children under 12 are free.Elderly people over 65 are half-ticket, which is also 50 yuan.

Chen Chaosheng inevitably had mixed feelings in his heart.

Going back to your own sect, you still have to pay.

People's hearts are not old, and rituals are broken.

He sighed leisurely.

"Wear a mask." The girl said word by word, "Brother, why don't you have any quality?"

Chen Chaosheng was taken aback by what she said.

The old man queuing up next to Chen Chaosheng's right hand saw him standing there in a daze, reached out with his withered hand, and pushed him: "Can you buy a ticket? If you don't buy a ticket, the old man will buy it. Really, masks don't matter." Take it, be careful that you turn red."

"Red horse?" Chen Chaosheng couldn't help but took another two steps back, and happened to knock on the shed of the baby carriage.

Knocked his ass|butt hurts.

His palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

It was already difficult for him to speak to so many strangers in an unfamiliar setting.

He hesitated and said, "Of course I want to buy a ticket."

"Where's the itinerary code? Show me." The waiter frowned.

Chen Chaosheng was stunned: "I don't have a horse."

"Why is the young man scolding himself?" The old man said angrily, "If you don't buy it, don't block the people behind."

"I really don't have a mother." Tong Chaosheng thought for a while, "My father has been dead for a long time, and has almost nothing to do with me. But at this time, I don't want to talk about my family issues."

"Stand aside." The old man tugged on Chen Chaosheng's wide sleeves, "I am an old man, respect the old and love the young, so let me go first."

Chen Chaosheng carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

The old man had a Chinese character face, with a silvery white mustache curled up, and his lips were slightly whitened by the scorching sun.

The bottom plate is very stable, and it looks like a practicing family.Many disciples in Chen Chaosheng's sect are also like this. After practicing for 80 or [-] years, they should be successful.

"Boy, how old are you?" The old man asked suddenly, "I'm 82, old man. You're talking so much with an old man, don't you just want to get out of the way?"

Chen Chaosheng didn't understand why he had to give way to this person.

The old man was less than a fraction of his age.If he were to be Chen Chaosheng's grandson, Chen Chaosheng would be ashamed if he said it.Even the little yellow dog in front of his sect was 92 at that time.

He took a step forward to make room for the old man, right on a bright yellow line.It's a pity that Chen Chaosheng didn't know what the purpose of this line was.

He fumbled from his sleeve for a long time before he took out a handful of Kaiyuan Tongbao and carefully placed it on the table.

"A senior citizen's ticket." Chen Chaosheng broke the jar and said.

He is an old man, why can't he be exempted?

The author says:

Should Chen Chaosheng speak Middle Chinese orz

Nothing, but my cultural level limits imagination.

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[Propose on the spot!Beautiful young master marry me! 】

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I thought I was living in purgatory.

Little do I know that where you are, is my only light.

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