Chapter 68: It turns out that the husband will be lonely too
"What about Zhao Yuqing?"
"What?"
"The sword left by Zhao Yuqing."
The old Dragon King shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
"have no idea?"
"Um."
The old Dragon King said seriously: "I really don't know. Zhao Yuqing has always been alone. That sword was left behind hundreds of years ago. I have no intention of paying attention to these things."
Chen Changsheng said: "In that case, this black dragon cannot cross this road."
The old Dragon King nodded and said: "Yes, if we borrow the river channel from Bibo Lake to enter the river, Qiuyue Fang is the only way to go. It is impossible to change the route, but it will not transform into a dragon. But if you want to get through, it will probably be a dead end."
"This black dragon has passed through the tribulation for the fourth time. The tribulation has passed. Thousands of years of expectation have finally come. Who would have expected that something went wrong while walking on the water."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said: "Being able to survive four heavenly tribulations shows that he has a strong heart. Such a fate is really sad."
The old Dragon King paused and said, "Mr. Chen, do you want to help him?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Chen is just a casual cultivator, so how can I help him?"
Chen Changsheng thought it would be good to be cleaner, and he didn't want to offend Zhao Yuqing because of this matter.
It's better not to cause trouble for such ignorant people.
The old Dragon King touched the wine glass, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "If sir wants to help him, then I will treat him as a favor."
When Chen Changsheng heard this, he asked: "Long Jun seems to trust Chen very much."
The old Dragon King shook his head and said, "That's not true."
The old Dragon King was a little hesitant. To be honest, he felt sorry for the black dragon, but the road to transforming into a dragon was inherently bumpy, and it was inevitable that one mountain could not tolerate two tigers.
He still preferred that the black dragon died under the West Bridge Dragon-Slaying Sword.
But if Chen Changsheng really wants to help him, then this matter...
That's another story to say.
Chen Changsheng saw that the old Dragon King's face was calm, and there was no trace of any fluctuation in his eyes.
This old dragon king is indeed an old fox, and his tail is not exposed at all.
But in fact, the calmer you are, the more mysterious this matter is. The answer that goes against it may be the reason why the old Dragon King is hesitant.
Chen Changsheng swallowed all the wine in the glass. He put down the glass and asked, "If Chen takes that sword, will Long Lord swallow Chen?"
The old Dragon King was stunned when he heard his words.
In fact, when Chen Changsheng said these words, he knew that he had no choice.
He can't say 'yes', and he doesn't dare to say 'yes'.
reason……
Just because the person in front of me is Chen Changsheng.
The old Dragon King stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "No."
After Chen Changsheng received the reply, a smile appeared on his face.
He picked up the wine pot and filled the wine glass in front of the old Dragon King.
"Dragon Lord, drink."
The old Dragon King picked up the wine glass, looked down at the wine in the glass, and then looked up at Chen Changsheng.
His expression was no longer as calm as before, but rather complicated.
But in the end, he drank the glass of wine.
The wine glass fell on the table, this time it was a foregone conclusion.
…
After finishing the two pots of wine, the old Dragon King returned to Tongtian River.
Chen Changsheng, on the other hand, returned to Liuyun Temple.
He didn't go to take the sword, even though he heard from the old Dragon King's words that 'Zhao Yuqing' would definitely give him this face, he didn't go to take it either.
Chen Changsheng was also gambling when he said those words.
He wanted to see what kind of role the old Dragon King was with him.
Obviously, the result was just as he expected.
The old Dragon King looked down at him at first, but after experiencing what happened to the Third Prince, he looked at him levelly.
Chen Changsheng had guessed at that time that the old Dragon King must be worried about something. It did not mean that he regarded him as a friend, but that he was someone who could not offend others. He was on guard because of worries.
The old Dragon King drank that glass of wine.
It also means the old Dragon King's compromise.
Chen Changsheng touched his chin and said, "It seems that I was quite influential in the past."
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
No matter how you think about it, it's just a guess. Unless you've seen it with your own eyes, it's never true.
We can only find this answer slowly.
"Maybe Zhao Yuqing knows something."
Chen Changsheng muttered something and said: "The old Dragon King doesn't dare to say it, but this Zhao Yuqing must dare."
He planned to take a dip in the muddy water.
After returning to the mountain gate, Tong Zhihuan was making a fire to cook. The food on the mountain was simple, just a bowl of plain porridge and some wild vegetables.
The wild vegetables are picked from the mountains. They taste a little bitter, but they have a refreshing fragrance and taste good.
"Sir, you are back..."
Tong Zhihuan thought that his husband would come back at night.
Chen Changsheng said: "When did you learn to make a fire and cook?"
Tong Zhihuan said: "When I often walk outside, I always have to learn something, but the food I make is only edible."
Chen Changsheng took a look at the pot and said, "I think it's pretty good."
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and picked up a wild vegetable from the pot. He put it into his mouth and took a bite.
"gentlemen……"
Tong Zhihuan also didn't expect that his husband would take action directly.
He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his husband eating with gusto.
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "It tastes good. When Chen was a child, he often went to the mountains to pick wild vegetables to eat. It's been a long time ago when I think about it."
Tong Zhihuan came to his senses, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Sir, it's fine if you like it."
He never thought there was anything wrong with what his husband did.
The immortals in his impression were all aloof and untainted by the mortal world, but Mr. Chen was different. Mr. Chen would gnaw on peaches, sit in the courtyard and drink wine, and even pick food from the pot with his hands.
.
Tong Zhihuan feels that such a gentleman is the most humane.
This is probably why he feels close to Mr. Chen.
"Sir, did you live in poverty when you were a child?" Tong Zhihuan asked.
Chen Changsheng said: "That's hard to say. Back then I loved vegetable rice. Fresh wild vegetables picked up from the mountains were cut into cubes and stir-fried into the rice. It had a variety of flavors. At that time... I could eat three bowls by myself."
This was the first time that Tong Zhihuan heard his husband talk about the past. It turned out that before he became an immortal, he lived in this world like an ordinary person.
Come to think of it, I'm really curious about Mr.'s past.
Tong Zhihuan couldn't help but ask: "Zhihuan, can I ask where Mr. is from?"
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but pause when he heard this.
He thought for a moment and finally answered: "Sir, my hometown is right in front of me when I am close, and even further than the horizon when I am far away."
Chen Changsheng smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Chen is a little envious of you. Your relatives and friends are still here, and you have a family behind you."
Tong Zhihuan looked at his husband blankly.
He suddenly felt his husband's loneliness.
But he still doesn't understand.
I don’t understand why my husband can tell these things with a smile.
Are you relieved?
Tong Zhihuan denied this idea.
It must be hard to let go...
He sighed deeply in his heart and couldn't help but thought to himself: "So, sir, can you be lonely too?"