Chapter 379 Sun Family
While Mo Hua released his spiritual sense to peek, in the most gorgeous mansion in Qianjia Town, a middle-aged monk with a mean face and thin body suddenly opened his eyes and looked slightly shocked.
He frowned and ordered:
"Call Ze''er."
The servant took the order and soon, a frivolous young man walked in and said casually:
"Dad, what''s the matter?"
The middle-aged monk has the surname Sun, and is the head of the Sun family.
The young man''s surname is Sun Ze, and he is the eldest son of the Sun family.
Sun Yi, the head of the Sun family, frowned and said, "There is a monk who uses his spiritual sense to spy on it."
Sun Ze was also surprised and said, "Basic-building monk?"
Sun Yi nodded, "This spiritual consciousness is extremely obscure and profound. If I hadn''t been comprehending the formation and the spiritual consciousness was concentrated, I might not have been able to detect it."
"This person must be a foundation-building monk!" Sun Yi turned his mind.
Sun Ze also frowned:
"Basic-building monks, what are you doing when you go to our Qianjia Town?"
Sun Yi pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"No matter what he does, we treat him with courtesy. If you can''t provoke him, you won''t provoke him. Just send him away as soon as possible."
Then he ordered: "This foundation-building monk must be an alien monk, who uses his spiritual sense to explore the way."
"There is only one road outside Qianjia Town."
"Take some people to welcome them and invite them to visit, don''t offend them."
Sun Ze said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you need such trouble? He comes whenever he wants to come, and when he wants to walk, what should we pay attention to him?"
Sun Yi scolded, "What do you know? Foundation building and foundation building are completely incomparable. Our Sun family lives in a corner, so we naturally need to make more friends with other monks. Even if we don''t make friends, we must figure out what he is doing and not offend him."
"What''s more, this foundation-building monk is probably a big deal."
This spiritual consciousness made him feel deeply afraid.
Sun Ze was scolded and had to obey:
"Okay, dad, I''ll listen to you."
After Sun Ze left, Sun Yi still frowned, unstable, and finally his eyes gradually became cold, "I hope it wasn''t for trouble..."
…
Qiandeng Town.
Puppet always knocked on pine nuts and drove the carriage.
Dabai dragged the car and walked slowly on the streets of Qiandeng Town.
Mo Hua stretched out his head and looked at the formations everywhere.
But the surrounding houses are low and the formation is crude, so there is nothing good to look at.
After a while, several monks appeared in front of the road.
The leader was a young monk with gorgeous clothes and frivolous face, but pretended to be solemn.
Old Puppet stopped the carriage.
The young monk bowed his hand and said with a smile:
"A guest is here, and he will be welcomed by mistake."
The old Puppet looked silly and said lightly: "Who are you?"
This sound is as astringent as a dead tree. It is obviously a human voice, but it is not like a human voice.
The hearts of the Sun family trembled.
Sun Ze hurriedly said, "In the summer of Sun Ze, he is the eldest son of the Sun family in Qianjia Town."
Old Puppet said lightly again: "What''s the matter?"
Sun Ze felt a little uncomfortable with the dry voice and was also a little dissatisfied.
He has always asked questions from others, and he is rarely asked in such a cold tone.
But his father said something first, and he dared not disobey it.
An old man who drove a car was so weird, and the monks in the car were probably even more difficult.
If there is really a foundation-building monk, he will be unable to afford to offend him.
Sun Ze said respectfully: "The Qianjia Town is simple, and I am afraid of being abrupt and distinguished guests. If you don''t abandon me, you can move to the Sun family. My Sun family will also be able to enjoy the friendship of the landlord."
Old Puppet didn’t make a sound.
Inside the carriage, the three disciples of Mo Hua looked at each other and looked at Mr. Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.
The old puppet outside the car nodded and said, "Yes."
For some reason, Sun Ze actually breathed a sigh of relief.
This seemingly wood-like driver always gives him a sense of oppression.
It also made him curious about who were sitting in the car.
Sun Ze was leading the way in front, and Old Kuang drove the carriage and slowly drove into the gate of Gaoguang of the Sun family under the surprised gaze of passers-by.
The carriage stopped.
Sun Yi, the head of the Sun family, personally welcomed him.
But the monks who came out of the carriage surprised them.
First, there is a young boy with a sword-browed eyebrow, and then there is a young girl with a pretty face.
Afterwards, the person who got off the bus was a young monk with clear eyes and picturesque eyebrows.
This young monk held another monk in white who looked at Feng Shen, handsome and fairy-like, but had no breath on his body, and he didn''t even look like a monk.
Sun Yi was a little confused for a moment. Among these people, who are the foundation building?
Whose sense of snooping?
Sun Yi frowned.
Logically speaking, this white-clothed monk is most like building a foundation, but if he builds a foundation, he will not be able to be introverted and will not be able to notice it at all.
Unless he is a great monk at the Jindan realm above the foundation building.
But it is impossible for a cultivator in the Jindan realm to come to this remote small place in the second-grade state realm.
"Can I see it wrong?"
In fact, there are no foundation-building monks peeking at it?
Sun Yi muttered in his heart.
But everyone has come in. He can''t drive people out again, and it is difficult to admit that he has read it wrong.
He could only bite the bullet and said, "I don''t know this fellow Taoist''s surname..."
Mr. Zhuang said lightly: "Subject to Zhuang."
Sun Yi was stunned. He was an extraordinary surname, with a precious word like gold, and he also had the style of an expert.
I don’t know if it’s a fake person.
But now that things have come to this, there is no need to worry about these things.
Sun Yi bowed and said, "I don''t know what happened when the distinguished guest is here?"
Mr. Zhuang''s tone was still light:
"You can go through the land and take a few days to rest."
Sun Yi didn''t believe it, but he still said with a smile:
"Every meeting is fate, and a guest comes from afar. If you don''t dislike me, just stay at my Sun''s house for a few days, and Sun will do his best."
Mr. Zhuang showed a faint smile:
"That''s disturbing."
"You have to be polite." Sun Yi bowed.
Afterwards, Sun Yi arranged for everyone to live and said enthusiastically:
"If you have any needs, just tell your servants that my Sun family will try their best to satisfy you."
After relocating Mr. Zhuang and his men, Sun Yi returned to the living room and the smile on his face gradually faded.
Sun Ze asked him: "Dad, who is the foundation building?"
Sun Yi shook his head, "I haven''t seen it yet."
Sun Ze was dissatisfied, "If we didn''t build the foundation, we wouldn''t have been in vain. You are still so humble, are they worthy of it?"
"Say less such unsavvy words!" Sun Yi frowned and scolded, "What''s wrong with a real man being able to bend and stretch, but he''s humble?"
The living room of the Sun family is decorated magnificently.
Sun Yi sat down, and a beautiful maid came forward to serve tea. Sun Yi drank a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then slowly said:
"Even among these monks, even if there is no foundation building, their identity will not be unusual..."
Sun Ze''s eyes moved away from the maid''s waist nostalgic, and nodded and responded:
"That''s right, the old man who drove the car, the majestic young man, and the handsome little girl, all have extraordinary temperaments..."
"And the one named Zhuang, who looks like a fairy-like person, is either a real master or a real big liar..."
Sun Ze counted it, but only missed the ink painting.
The ink painting looks a little more well-behaved, and it doesn’t even catch Sun Ze’s eyes.
"Dad." Sun Ze leaned forward and whispered:
"What should we do next?"
Sun Yi raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup, and said slowly:
"I have observed it for a few days. If I can''t afford to offend, we treat each other with courtesy..."
"What if we can afford it?"
Sun Yi looked at Sun Ze with a little obscure look, "...then we should also treat it well."
Sun Ze also smiled.
…
The Sun family prepared two large rooms for Mo Hua and them.
One room is where Mr. Zhuang lives with Kui Lao, and the other room is where Mo Hua lives with three children.
Although it is a large guest room, it is also exquisitely arranged, with porcelain, screens, sandalwood, and cigarettes curling.
There are five or six beds side by side, with blankets on them, soft.
Bai Zixi meditated gracefully and quietly.
The two men of Mo Hua lay on the bed and whispered.
"That person surnamed Sun doesn''t look like a good person."
"Which surname is Sun?"
"Who else has the surname Sun?"
"One father, one son..."
"Neither of them looks like good people."
"That''s right, I laughed too fake."
"Smile but not smile."
"I''m so enthusiastic, I have a ulterior motive."
"Show your diligence if you have nothing to do..."
…
The two of them muttered that Bai Zixi could not practice, so they could only open their autumn water-like eyes and look at them helplessly.
(This chapter ends)