Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth shocking news
After a while, the dragon boat approached the Chen family island and then slowly landed.
The island's forbidden formation sensed the strange flying magic weapon and immediately made a buzzing sound, and the blue forbidden patterns quickly shone.
Chen Mengzhu took out a jade sign and played an encrypted magic trick towards the formation. After the ban flashed for a while, he slowly moved out a passage to allow the dragon boat to pass through safely.
More than half an hour later, Xia Chen and Chen Mengzhu were already walking in the city closest to the coast.
The layout of Chenjia Island is quite similar to that of Wuling, Italy. The monks and children of the Chen family live in the center of the island, while the outer edges are all cities dominated by mortals, forming a small kingdom dominated by the Chen family.
The two walked slowly in the brightly lit night market. Countless people turned around and looked at Chen Mengzhu, with shock and even obsession in their eyes, and stood foolishly.
Many people have never seen such a beautiful girl in their entire lives. She is simply a fairy who is not as good as the world.
No one dared to come forward to harass the girl, not only because of the amazing beauty, but also because of the white clothes Chen Mengzhu wore, she had already told them clearly that this fairy was a monk and the supreme manager of the island, Chen's family.
Monk.
In the eyes of ordinary mortals, the monks of the Chen family are gods and immortals.
They have never seen gods before, but they have never seen such a beautiful god who is so beautiful that he is suffocating.
"There are about hundreds of cities outside the Chen family, and most of them are mortals. Although it is troublesome to manage, mortals are the foundation of monks. The Chen family recruits a large number of talented outer children every year, and there is no certainty.
The number of islands cannot develop, and the external counterparts are not competitive." Chen Mengru introduced.
Xia Chen nodded. This kind of monk and mortal is a necessary structure for almost any practice organization. If there are only monks and no mortals, then it will be like there is no source and will die sooner or later.
"Whether it is the outer children recruited from the outside or the inner children of the Chen family, if they do not break through the fourth level of magical power, they will fade out of the core level of the family. The man may become a manager of a certain matter or a certain city. Although it is a mortal
She still has a high opinion of her eyes, but in fact she has no hope and spends her life in a daze. As for women, she is often exchanged as a bargaining chip for a family and becomes a dual companion or concubine of a powerful monk in another family.
The family gains more benefits, or simply digests them internally to continue the bloodline for the family." Chen Mengzhu sighed.
Xia Chen was silent. If a monk practiced to this extent, it was a kind of sorrow and could not choose independently, then he was even worse than a mortal.
"If I had not broken through the fourth level of magical power, at most I would have been arranged to do so in more than ten years and without any potential." Chen Mengzhu said, "The family would never have kept me empty-handed just because I am the Chen family's bloodline.
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"Will your parents agree?" Xia Chen asked.
"It's the arrangements for my parents." Chen Mengzhu said, "Although my parents are both core children of the second generation of the Chen family, they also spoil me very much. However, there is no room for negotiation on this matter. Without potential, there is no potential, and it is impossible for parents to do not have any potential.
They took care of me for the rest of their lives. They were very dedicated to me, and they were no less resource and hard work than those core children. Unfortunately, I never met their expectations."
"That was not achieved before, not now." Xia Chen corrected her.
The girl smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes flowed infinitely: "Yes, when I met you, my life began to change drastically."
After the two of them walked around the main city of Chenjia Island, they flew towards the Chenjia family.
Although the Chen family is in the center of the island, it is not prosperous. Instead, it feels like a small town manor. Each building is very far apart, and neatly arranged in the middle, which makes it look much more.
A bit of pastoral natural atmosphere.
However, Xia Chen knew that these were all appearances. His divine thoughts had long seen through them. Under the green vegetation, there were powerful formations. Each formation could be different, but it was closely linked and constantly formed.
Complex and larger structure.
Once foreign enemies invade, this formation will show terrible power, no less than having the Yanzhao Alliance formation.
Chen Mengzhu took Xia Chen into a Sifang Manor covering an area of dozens of acres. This is where she lives with her parents. Every second-generation child of the Chen family owns a ** manor with all kinds of functional facilities.
All in one.
A middle-aged woman wearing servant's clothes and a dull face hurriedly passing by.
"Aunt Wei." Chen Mengzhu shouted.
The middle-aged woman paused under her feet, turned around, and immediately showed a look of surprise. She quickly walked forward and bowed: "Miss Mengzhu, you are finally back. Thank God, how come you have become..."
Chen Mengzhu smiled slightly and interrupted her, "I've finally come back? This trial should be faster than ever. Where is my parents, are they in the room?"
Aunt Wei's face suddenly dimmed. She didn't dare to look at Chen Mengzhu, and her voice also became quiet: "Miss Mengzhu... There is very bad news, you have to hold on."
Chen Mengzhu was shocked and had a bad premonition in her heart, but she still calmly said: "Tell me, I can hold on."
Aunt Wei controlled her emotions and whimpered for a while: "Since you left the trial, in a few days, the master and his wife also took on the urgent task of the family, saying that they were going to hunt monsters somewhere, I was just a
The servants didn't know very well... They had been there for a long time, but just five days ago, the bad news suddenly came, saying that the master and his wife... had fallen."
When she spoke the last few words, she couldn't help sobbing.
Chen Mengzhu's face suddenly turned pale. She stretched out her hand blankly, unable to help but want to grab something. Suddenly, she felt like she was unsteady and was about to faint on the ground.
Xia Chen grabbed her hand in time and gently supported her.
Chen Mengzhu glanced at him and then felt a little better, but she still felt very cold, and she kept it to her heart.
"Since it happened five days ago and Miss Mengzhu is not here, how did the Chen family deal with it?" Chen Mengzhu couldn't speak, and Xia Chen spoke.
Aunt Wei looked at Xia Chen in surprise. She had never seen Xia Chen before. She thought she was the follower of Miss Meng Zhu, but she didn't look like this. As a servant, she naturally didn't dare to ask questions.
Tears said, "The remains of the master and his wife are not left behind. The family handled them according to the customs. Since the eldest lady is not around, the funeral was handled by the seventeenth master. Now the mourning hall is still in the hall, the man and aunt are
They are all here, and the Third Ancestor is here too.”
"The Third Ancestor is my biological grandfather." Chen Mengzhu said softly, his voice as ethereal as a paper crane. "Uncle Seventeen only has the fourth level of supernatural powers and has not entered the core of the second generation of children, so he is responsible for handling these foreign affairs in the family."
Xia Chen nodded: "Aunt Wei, take Miss Mengzhu to the mourning hall."
Aunt Wei nodded tremblingly. As an old servant of the Chen family, she could see that the young lady attached great importance to the young man, so she guided the way in front of the two without saying a word.
Soon, the three of them arrived in front of a huge mansion, and the pale light of candles came from it, with a strong and depressing atmosphere.
Aunt Wei looked at Xia Chen and signaled that this was a mourning hall.
"I am an outsider, so it's not convenient to get in." Xia Chen said softly, "Mengzhu, I know that there was a sudden change and you can't accept it for a while, but you are no longer the same you. After you have experienced life and death, you have to take life and death indifferently, so
No matter how big the matter is, you have to be open-minded. All you can rely on is yourself. Of course, I will stand behind you forever."
He shook the girl's hand heavily, and the palms were burning.
Chen Mengzhu's face slightly recovered and she whispered: "I know how to do it, don't worry."
She let go of Xia Chen's hand, turned around and pushed the door and walked in.
Xia Chen looked at her attentively. The mourning hall had an isolation prohibition, but how could he hide his divine thoughts?
The mourning hall was full of solemn people. When they heard the sound of the door, they couldn't help but turn their heads. Seeing Chen Mengzhu slowly approaching with a calm expression, they were shocked.
Although the girl has changed a lot, the atmosphere is not right now, and no one asks, but with doubts in her eyes.
"Granddaughter Chen Mengzhu, I just returned from the trial and kowtowed to my grandfather." Chen Mengzhu saw a majestic white-haired old man sitting in public, and hurried forward to salute and prepare to bow.
The third ancestor of the Chen family waved heavily with a heavy sadness on his face and said, "It's now, what else can I do?" Mengzhu, I didn't expect Xiaoliu to go suddenly. You lost your father, I lost it.
Son, I lived so old that I actually gave the white-haired man a black-haired man..."
He looked at his granddaughter, his eyebrows and eyes were so similar to his son, and he suddenly couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Grandfather..." Chen Mengzhu walked up, took out a white handkerchief, gently wiped the tears for the third ancestor of the Chen family, and said softly, "After experiencing life and death, we monks should take life and death indifferently. Isn't this the case for our cultivators to practice? Who
Maybe you will die at any time. As long as you do your best, you will be worthy of your life. Please be honest and be more open-minded."
The mourning hall was silent, and the cultivators of the Chen family looked at Chen Mengzhu in surprise.
They all thought that the little girl would be back and heard the bad news, and would collapse completely, and then cry to death. Unexpectedly, Chen Mengzhu was so calm and stable, and she also comforted the ancestor of the Chen family. This was really unimaginable.
Can those words really be spoken by an ordinary three generations of children?
The third ancestor of the Chen family was shocked. He stopped crying, looked at Chen Mengzhu's calm face, and couldn't help but be stunned.
At this moment, the little granddaughter, who had basically no contact with him and was not surprisingly surprised, suddenly gave him a strange sense of maturity. It seemed that what comforted him was not an ordinary third-generation junior, but an equal to him.
Powerful monk.
This feeling has never been given to him by the second generation's outstanding children.
Chen Mengzhu walked to the mourning hall, looked at the big chant words on it, sucked a few sticks of incense, lit it silently, inserted it into the mourning hall, and then slowly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Father, mother." Her voice clearly spread throughout the mourning hall, "I am unfilial daughter Chen Mengzhu, come back to see you." (To be continued...)