"This sheep is about to die. Don't waste it. Let's eat the boiled mutton later."
Lu Youyou's eyes were sparkling, and she wished she could give Senior Sister Seven a thumbs up right away.
The Seventh Senior Sister understands her very well, she just wants to take the opportunity to take revenge on this old man, Daojun Yuanyang.
She still remembered how she was skinned and stabbed to death by Yuanyang Daojun. This time, the situation had changed and she was heading for death.
Daojun Yuanyang heard clearly the conversation between Lu Youyou and Luo Xicheng, and he was so angry that he shouted repeatedly.
Luoxicheng, you bastard, you really deserve to be the son of a despicable woman like Nan Fengwu.
Lu Youyou, no, I should call you Leng Fengyue now. Don't be proud, you will not end well sooner or later.
Daojun Yuanyang yelled and cursed angrily, and the sound he made was bleating, and people couldn't understand what he was saying at all.
But Lu Youyou could tell from his hateful eyes that it was definitely not a good word.
Lu Youyou used his spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds to Yuanyang Daojun:
"You look so pitiful now. When I see you, I want to laugh three times to celebrate."
"You deserve what you deserve. I think Seventh Senior Sister is too kind to you. You have done so many bad things, but Seventh Senior Sister has not let you disappear into ashes. Why is he so kind?"
Taojun Yuanyang was so angry at Lu Youyou's words that he vomited blood.
Is Luoxi City kind?
His soul's eternal reincarnation in the animal realm is thousands of times more painful than being wiped out in ashes.
He would rather die than die, rather than live in such humiliation.
roll--
Daojun Yuanyang roared with all his strength, but could no longer attract people's attention.
Luo Xicheng carried Lu Youyou into the house.
The room was full of people. The Ye family couple held Ye Ziwu's hands tightly and couldn't get enough of them.
The old couple kept talking about their longing for Ye Ziwu in the past forty years and what happened at home after he left home.
After Ye Ziwu left the world of cultivation, in order to prevent the Ye family from ending, the couple gave birth to another son the next year.
In the past forty years, this child has grown up, married a wife and had children.
The sons who were born also married wives and had children when they grew up.
People in ancient times married early and had children early. Even though Ye's father and Ye's mother were not yet seventy years old, they were already considered old in the mortal world. This family now has four generations living under one roof.
"Dabao, come here." Mother Ye waved to the five-year-old boy.
The little guy was frightened by the sheep. When he saw many strangers coming to the house, he leaned timidly in Mother Ye's arms and did not dare to speak.
Ye Mu pointed at Ye Zi Wu Dao:
"Dabao, this is your great grandfather."
Dabao looked at Ye Ziwu with his big watery eyes, but didn't say a word for a long time.
"Why don't you kid speak? Please call me grandpa."
Dabao's little face wrinkled into a ball, and he said tangledly:
"Grandma, you are wrong. You should not call me grandpa, but brother."
"..."
"He is younger than my parents and looks so good-looking. How can he be called grandpa?"
The child's natural words made Ye's father and Ye's mother speechless.
Ye Ziwu is nearly fifty years old, but he looks like a high-spirited eighteen-year-old boy.
Everyone was smiling, and the words the children said were adorable.
Ye Ziwu touched the child's face, but smiled and said nothing.
At this time, there was a noise in the yard, followed by screams.
"Ah! What happened to our sheep?"
"Mom, Dad, Dabao, are you at home?"
Hearing the sound, people filed out of the room.
There were four people standing in the yard, two men and two women. One man and one woman looked to be about forty years old. Their skin was rough and dark due to frequent farm work.
The other men and women were in their twenties. Although they were young, their skin was not very fair.
These four people are the sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren of Father Ye and Mother Ye.
When the four people saw the men and women coming out of their houses, they were all stunned.
Is that a person in front of me?
No, it must be a god, right?
Their bodies seemed to be emitting light, making the entire courtyard appear gray.
The appearance and demeanor of these people are all the best among people. They are so good-looking that people can't take their eyes away, and they will make people look at them for thousands of years.
Especially the woman in the crowd, wearing a lotus-colored dress and holding a child in her arms, is breathtakingly beautiful.
What's even more incredible is that the old man and the old lady of the Ye family enthusiastically held the hand of a man in white.
This man is so young and handsome, his smile makes even the sun in the sky eclipse.
The farmers had never seen such masters like them before. They looked at them blankly, a little at a loss.
Father Ye and Mother Ye waved excitedly to the dark man who looked to be forty years old.
"Second brother, come quickly, come here quickly, this is your eldest brother."
Ye Laoer: "..."
His eldest brother? The handsome man in white looks no more than twenty years old. He doesn't look like his eldest brother in any way.
Ye Laoer was stunned and didn't move, but his mind was extremely active. He suddenly remembered his eldest brother, who had never been masked before and was said to have gone to the world of cultivation when he was eight years old.
He looked up and down Ye Ziwu in disbelief.
"He is really my eldest brother?"
"Really, if it's true, your eldest brother came home to see us." Mother Ye's voice was choked with sobs.
It had been forty years since Ye Ziwu left the world of cultivation. She thought she would never have the chance to see him again in this life, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly appear today.
After returning from the world of cultivation, Ye's father and mother missed Ye Ziwu all the time, for fear that he would be bullied in the world of cultivation.
But when they saw Ye Ziwu today, all their worries disappeared. Ye Ziwu had grown up, became more handsome, seemed to be living a good life, and had many monks as friends, so they were content.
Ye Laoer also seemed extremely excited. He dropped the hoe in his hand and came to Ye Ziwu in two steps at a time.
The extraordinary young man in front of him is his eldest brother. Having a monk with strong magic skills as his elder brother is as unreal as a dream. If other people knew about it, they would definitely look at the Ye family with envy.
Ye Laoer wanted to grab Ye Ziwu's hand, but he was embarrassed.
None of the leaves looked thin and tender, and his hands, which had been doing farm work all year round, were dark and rough.
Ye Laoer's dark face turned red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Ye Laoer's daughter-in-law came over with her son and daughter-in-law, surrounded Ye Ziwu, looked at him up and down, and thought it was amazing.
If they remembered correctly, Ye Ziwu should be forty-eight years old, but he looked younger than a twenty-year-old boy in the mortal world.
The Ye family members kept looking back and forth at Ye Ziwu, Lu Youyou and others, feeling that their eyes were not enough.
Ye Laoer called Ye Ziwu big brother and looked at Luo Xicheng and others, somewhat unsure of what to call them.
Ye Ziwu saw his embarrassment and secretly glanced at Luoxi City beside him, feeling bad.
He said to Ye Laoer:
"His name is Luoxicheng, you can just call him grandpa."