The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 386 The Last Experience 25
Gai Xia and Gai Qiu were worried, and quietly entered the courtyard. The courtyard has been completely refurbished and many things have been added, it must seem that they have used their sincerity.

Gai Xia and Gai Qiu didn't care about anything else, they saw their Patriarch sleeping on the floor at a glance, they were so shocked that they didn't even dare to breathe, and then they saw a quilt thrown down from the bed.

"Do you sleep on the floor or on the bed?" Chu Mo turned his head and asked.

The Sanren of Yingpu looked at the bed on the ground, they actually wanted to sleep on it, but they dared not say so.

"Sleeping on the floor—" Chu Mo waited for the answer he wanted, stopped talking, and closed the curtain.

After so many days, I can finally sleep well and think about other things.

Gai Xia and Gai Qiu couldn't stand up anymore, how could their Patriarch sleep on the ground, how could this happen?
Also, didn't it mean that the owner of the house was married to that one?
Naturally, the wedding would have to be re-organized, and it would have to be done in a big way, otherwise how could the owner be worthy of looking for it for so many years.

Gai Xia couldn't help but wanted to go in, but he pulled Gai Qiu back, followed by a wink.

Gaisha looked over in confusion, what do you mean?
Gai Qiu pointed to the Patriarch on the ground, why don't we help out?
How hard?

After a while, Gai Qiu brought a jug of wine, and Gai Xia immediately understood that the owner of the house had never drank alcohol for hundreds of years, and once he drank wine, the owner of the house seemed to become another person.

After a while, Gaisha brought some more dishes, and cautiously knocked on the door.

Chu Mo was stunned, someone came at this time, and it turns out that the big family has many rules.

"Patriarch, madam, it's getting late at night, I'll send you some supper." Gai Xia respectfully saw the door open, but Gai Xia didn't dare to look at it. Naturally, they have seen Linxian Sanren too much, and they also know that Linxian Sanren is not easy to mess with. .

"Ma'am, this is freshly hot wine. I'll pour you some to keep you warm." Gai Xia immediately took the wine glass graciously, completely ignoring the bedding on the floor.

Chu Mo smelled the wine, and he wanted to refuse, but now he swallowed it back.

Both Gai Xia and Gai Qiu knew that this Linxian Loose Cultivator had some good wine, but their patriarch couldn't touch wine.

Chu Mo glanced at the wine glass, the wine was good wine, and then saw Gai Xia pouring a glass of wine for the Sanren of Yingpu, Chu Mo didn't say anything, this is someone else's house after all, how can I say, he is the real head of the house.

"Ma'am, we have been with the Patriarch since we were young, and our youngest name is Gai Xia." Gai Xia said courteously, and after serving the dishes, he looked at Linxian Sanren enthusiastically.

In their hearts, Gai Xia and Gai Qiu regard Linxian Sanren as their masters, after all, the Patriarch has been thinking about them for so many years.

When Gai Xia came out again, he quietly gestured to Gai Qiubi, and the two quietly exited the courtyard.

Chu Mo found that there was something different about the Sanren in Yingpu, and she couldn't explain the difference, but the watery eyes had never been as bright as they are now.

"Go to sleep—" I can only talk about it tomorrow.

The Yingpu Sanren didn't obediently put someone on the floor, but went towards the bed.

Chu Mo, who just lay down, just felt the quilt being lifted, and a pair of hands have already stretched in.

"What are you doing?" Chu Mo immediately jumped up, and the next moment his hands hugged her waist tightly, holding Chu Mo in mid-air, unable to get up or down.

"Yingpu, what are you doing?" Chu Mo lowered his voice, she still wants to be a human being, she is not prepared to stay here for the rest of her life, thinking about this Yingpu Sanren made her feel nervous.

"I'm cold—" Yingpu Sanren muttered, his whole body had shrunk in, entwining Chumo like an octopus.

"Yingpu Sanren, you too..." Chu Mo's complexion turned black, could it be that this Yingpu Sanren is a fake, shit, it's a fake at all.

A real Yingpu Sanren would never waste a second glance on her.

Chu Mo pinched Yingpu Sanren's fingers, and pulled them out one by one.

"Yingpu Sanren, don't regret it." Chu Mo gritted his teeth, why did she have nothing to do to repay her kindness, did you beg this Yingpu Sanren to help her prevent immortal calamity, she didn't even know about it, okay?

Feeling the restlessness of that hand, Chu Mo turned around violently, no, she must not have anything to do with this Yingpu Sanren, otherwise, her future career as an immortal cultivator would be extremely bleak.

"I'm cold—" Chu Mo only came to hear two words, the corners of her lips were covered with cool lips, Chu Mo was slightly taken aback, and somewhat understood what was different about Yingpu Sanren.

Gai Xia and Gai Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and asked him to say, why bother to wait for so many years, and pour a pot of wine for their Patriarch, this matter has already been done, why bother to go around in circles to get some mundane experience.

"I'm cold—" Chu Mo only came to hear two words, the corners of her lips were covered with cool lips, Chu Mo was slightly taken aback, and somewhat understood what was different about Yingpu Sanren.

Gai Xia and Gai Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and asked him to say, why bother to wait for so many years, and pour a pot of wine for their Patriarch, this matter has already been done, why bother to go around in circles to get some mundane experience.

Old Xian also heaved a sigh of relief. In the final analysis, this matter was due to the fact that Yingpu Sanren was too thin-skinned, and he didn't want to tear his face off. Linxian Sanren was heartless, so he naturally wouldn't understand that Yingpu Sanren was so profound. in a subtle way.

The moonlight quietly sprinkled in a dark mountain forest, and slowly circled the end of the mountain, and the horizon on the horizon revealed a slight light.

Chu Mo woke up to the sound of a flock of birds, always feeling that what happened yesterday was a bit like a dream.

Everything seems to be the same, and yet something is different.

Early in the morning, Gai Xia and Gai Qiu were already waiting outside the house refreshed, waiting for any movement inside the house before going in to serve them.

However, after waiting for half an hour, there was no sound in the room.

Gai Xia looked normal, but he was already gossiping in his heart, was it too much last night?
According to Lao Er Xian, now, their Patriarch should have recovered his memory, and his spiritual wisdom has also recovered. Even if the wife can't get up, the Patriarch should also get up.

Chu Mo opened his eyes, dreaming in a trance like an unreal dream, and slowly, the scattered memories in his mind slowly overlapped, like a broken teapot slowly pieced together.

From Jiuquzhou, the prehistoric world before Jiuquzhou, to the mysterious old castle.

It turned out that what Yingpu Sanren wanted to say had been reminded to himself over and over again from the ordinary experience.

And for the first time, Chu Mo didn't start the mortal experience seriously at all, or in other words, from the beginning to the end, she didn't do the mortal experience properly, so those spirits who walked quietly in the mortal experience remained the same. During the experience of the mortal world, he was reluctantly taken back by the Sanren of Yingpu in the end.

Chu Mo turned around, and the Yingpu Sanren in front of him was not someone else, but an old friend who had been looking for her for so many years.

Therefore, with her spiritual wisdom, he can help him block the immortal calamity, and can enter her mortal experience.

Chu Mo turned around and met a pair of clear eyes. There was no fear and confusion, but there was a trace of apprehension, a trace of hesitation to speak.

Chu Mo reached out and touched this completely different face, but the familiar expression was repeated on this different face.

"How long have you been waiting?" Chu Mo asked.

"It's not long. It took 3000 years to collect wisdom from the prehistoric world, and 1000 years to find Jiuqu Prefecture. The time after that can be ignored..." Because she was there.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Chu Mo smiled and looked at the man in front of him. Although he didn't know why he woke up earlier than himself and was able to do everything well.

"It's just that Jiuqu State is no longer the former Jiuqu State. When I found out, there was no trace of the past in Jiuqu State. Therefore, we have been in the mortal world for so many years without that one accident. Working for a goal that no longer exists."

"So?" Chu Mo leaned forward, smelling the fragrance, and the familiar memory suddenly flooded into his mind.

The man who once protected her and centered everything on him has returned to her side.

"I'm in this world, and I resettled a home for you—" Yingpu Sanren smiled slightly, "It's just the same as before..."

Chu Mo stretched out his hand and covered the opponent's lips.

"Young master—" Is this satisfied with the new identity he arranged for her in this world?

"So, there are only two of us in this world?"

The man froze, the other people the young master mentioned, he naturally understood who they were, but, selfishly, he didn't take that world as the first choice, selfishly, he just wanted to...

"The other people are all new ones, and they are all loyal. You don't have to worry about the young master."

The man was taken aback, and immediately understood that what the young master meant was not what he meant, but them, those who were thrown into another world by his selfishness.

"The young master wants to—" They?Is the young master thinking of that world?

The man's lips were blocked again, the man's mind went blank, they...

"It's a good arrangement, it's just the two of us." Chu Mo smiled slightly, never felt that life was so comfortable
(End of this chapter)