In early autumn, Duanliu City had a hint of chill in the early morning. Daliang Chen Xiuming suddenly sat up, sweating on his body, and his arms were trembling.

"Are you having a nightmare?" the wife asked vaguely, stretching out a hand and gently patting him on the back, as if he was a child.

"Yeah." Chen Xiuming responded vaguely, his mood gradually calmed down. He could no longer remember the contents of the dream, but he knew that after this dream, he could no longer sleep.

His wife had already returned to her dream, and one hand was still on his back. She had long been used to her husband's nightmare.

Chen Xiuming quietly got out of bed, held his clothes and shoes and tiptoed out of the room, quickly dressed neatly in the cold air.

He owned a large mansion in Duanliu City, which was bigger than Chen Hao's old mansion in Yelin Town back then. When he was a child, he never thought that he would one day live in such a place as his master, but he does have all this now, as well as a beautiful and gentle wife and a smart and lovely son.

He had the habit of having nightmares a few years ago. The most common dream was that Duanliu City was trapped in the sea of ​​fire and burned up everything he had finally had. In recent days, nightmares have become frequent and the content has changed. Every time he wakes up, he can't remember the specific content, but he just vaguely remembers that nightmares are related to his friends.

There are many servants in the Shen family, but Chen Xiuming is used to seeing and doing everything himself. He did not wake up anyone. He opened the side door with his key and walked into the silent and deserted street. He didn't go far and found someone following him.

Although he failed to condense qi and became a pill, he had been giving up his practice for many years and had a significant weight in his figure. Chen Xiuming was still more intelligent than ordinary people. He turned into another street at the intersection, waited against the wall for a while, and suddenly rushed out and picked up the two followers together.

He was found less than one street. Two young stalkers punched and kicked in anger, yelling.

Chen Xiuming has never been a strict father. He happily accepted the beats of his two children, and the last shadow of the nightmare disappeared without a trace. After a while, he put down his son Shen Cunyi and adopted daughter Zhang Xianger and made a serious expression, "As dawn, what are you two sneaking up to do?"

Shen Cunyi lowered his head a little ashamed. He was a typical stupid boy from the Shen family. He couldn't tell the real attitude of the adult. Zhang Xianger next to him knew that this was his adoptive father joking. He raised his head and shouted: "We are little ghosts, you are big ghosts. You will follow wherever the big ghost goes. We have been observing you for several days."

Shen Cunyi's courage always arises after Zhang Xiang'er. At this time, he also raised his head and the excitement that only children can get from the round eyes, "Dad, you want to go to Chenyuan to see the flowers, right? We also want to go there, it's been a long time since we've been there."

"It's only been a month." Chen Xiuming shook his head. "No, if your mother finds out that you two have disappeared early in the morning, she will die of anxiety."

"I left the note and made it clear." Zhang Xianger said immediately. She is a very smart girl. She learns very quickly. She can write good handwriting at the age of six or seven.

Chen Xiuming thought about it and picked up the two children again. "Okay, this time."

Zhang Xianger and Shen Cunyi cheered, and were not honest in Shen Xiuming's arms. They poked each other with their fingers through him, most of them fell on their father's thick necks. They called this "fighting".

The city gate had just opened, and the soldiers saw that Lord Chen Hua was the first to leave the city. They were not surprised at all. They greeted him enthusiastically and saluted Zhang Xiang'er respectfully. The princess had married to the imperial capital, but her influence in Duanliu City did not decrease at all. People she protected could always get different eyes from soldiers and the people.

There were more and more pedestrians outside the city, and Chen Xiuming strided heavily, treating this as a kind of exercise. After half an hour, a layer of real sweat oozed out of his body. The two children had already gotten rid of his arms and ran in front of him jumping.

Chen Xiuming's efforts over the past few years are not far ahead, but now is the season of harvest, but he has to give up.

Chen Xiuming, like the past, stopped on a small high ground and saw the panoramic view of Chen Garden. He could call out the names of each of the colorful flowers and plants.

"The Hundred Sons Alfalfa is time to harvest today..." Chen Xiuming murmured, worried that the people in the garden would forget this important thing.

"Big Dad." This is what Zhang Xianger called Chen Xiuming. "This place is clearly called Chen Yuan, why should I hand it over to Pang Shan?"

"Because everything in the garden belongs to Pangshan, I am just... the one who works for them." Chen Xiuming said with a smile.

"Then why don't you work for Pang Shan now?" Zhang Xianger likes to ask the bottom of the problem.

"Because--" Chen Xiuming was wondering whether he should tell the children these things, "My best friend quit Pang Shan. I think he might need my help, so I can't work for Pang Shan anymore."

"It's Mu Xingqiu." Zhang Xiang'er's excitement faded away. Everyone said that Mu Xingqiu was his guardian, but he only appeared once in the years and left without any special expression. She felt a little bump in her heart, "When I become Taoist Pangshan, I must get Shenyuan and give it to my father."

Chen Xiuming laughed loudly, not pointing out how difficult it is to be a Taoist priest in Pangshan and how many constraints he will be after becoming. Even if Zhang Xianger can really become the first or even the grandmaster, it will be a matter of hundreds of years later, and he can't afford to wait.

Shen Cunyi pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly: "Look, it's Uncle Chen Hao and Aunt Tao!"

Both children call Xiao Qingtao "Aunt Tao" and it has become a habit and can't be changed no matter how much. Zhang Xiang'er also jumped and waved happily. She liked this Aunt Tao the most.

This was a chance encounter, but Xiao Qingtao did not disappoint the two children. As soon as it landed, it turned out to be two identical paper birds. They could fly slowly at low altitudes and avoid hunting. Although they would break down in a short time, they were the children's favorite toys.

Chen Xiuming greeted the two Taoist priests, then looked at Xiao Qingtao, "I hope Pang Shan did not make things difficult for you. We can all prove that you and Pei Zihan are not the same person."

Xiao Qingtao smiled. She had never lacked protectors since she was a child. When she was in her hometown of Furong Mountain, she was her parents and many cousins. In Pangshan, there were Fangfang and Mu Xingqiu, and in recent years it was Yang Qingyin. But this time she had to face everything alone. Chen Hao and Shen Xiuming were both her friends, but they were not protectors.

Moreover, compared with Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin's whereabouts unknown, she felt that what she was facing was really not worth mentioning. "The Taoist sect will not doubt someone for no reason, I'm fine."

Chen Xiuming had never been to the Old Ancestor Peak, but he knew that the Taoist lord was not as peaceful and fair as he imagined. Non-demons had always been suspicious. The higher Taoist priests were fine, but the lower Taoist priests would not hide the suspicion in their hearts. Xiao Qingtao's life would definitely be even worse. "I really didn't expect Pei Zihan to be such a person! What kind of reaction of the Taoist lord, wouldn't he have to wait? Also, when will the Demon Slaying Cong be officially established? Is there any news about Xiaoqiu and I?"

Chen Xiuming didn't have many chances to meet Taoist priests, so he asked all the doubts in his heart as soon as he met.

Chen Hao answered with a serious expression than ever before, so that the two children would rather chase the paper bird in the distance than get close to him. "The Taoist sect will not wait any longer. Before the autumn ends, war will be started against the demon clan, and the higher Taoists will also participate. I think it will end before the New Year."

"Is it necessary to establish the Demon Slaying Association?"

"Of course, the goal of the Eight Daotongs is to drive the demon clan out of Xijie Kingdom. The rest of the matter will be taken over by the Demon Slaying Association. Next will be a long-term war. The Demon Slaying Association will eliminate the demon clans in the world so that the Daotongs can concentrate on preparing to fight the Demon clan."

"Demons..." For Chen Xiuming, this was a very distant thing, a crisis that his descendants in countless generations need to care about. "I bought suitable land in Dongjieguo and the Holy Fu Dynasty, and I will be able to plant flowers and plants soon, and provide materials to the Demon Slaying Association in a year at most."

Chen Hao smiled, "The Demon Slaying Society and Xiaoqiu will thank you."

"Is there any news about him?" Chen Xiuming felt a little nervous.

“Not yet.”

"I heard that the Eight Daotongs are going to interrogate Xiaoqiu together. Is it true?"

"It's not an interrogation, it's just an inquiry. After all, there was a Xingluo Taoist priest in Yashan who died after fighting with Xiaoqiu. This matter must be revealed." Seeing that Chen Xiuming's face had changed, Chen Hao added: "You don't have to worry. He rescued a lot of people in the territory of the demon clan, especially a Xingluo Taoist priest in Wandishan. He was an eyewitness. The statement provided was more beneficial to Xiaoqiu."

Chen Xiuming hoped that, and breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that the nightmare of each night might end, "What are you two coming out to do?"

"The higher Taoist priests of the Eight Great Daotong want to gather in Shenyuan, and the Demon Slaying Society also wants to be established here, so let's take a look."

Chen Xiuming couldn't help but feel a little proud. The Chen Garden he had managed could actually receive high Taoist priests. I immediately felt something was wrong. "We have decided to start a war. Why did the Taoist lord come here to have a party?"

Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao looked at each other. After all, Chen Xiuming was not a Taoist priest, and some things were not suitable to tell him.

"It's for Xiaoqiu, right?" Chen Xiuming was a little excited. He knew that his nightmare would not be for no reason. The disaster caused by Xiaoqiu was definitely not small. "Chen Hao, Xiao Qingtao, don't lie to me. Is there any news about Xiaoqiu?"

"No... direct news." Xiao Qingtao was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to hide anything from Chen Xiuming.

Chen Xiuming grabbed Chen Hao's arm and said, "Tell me, whether it's rumors or speculation, tell me."

Chen Hao had no choice but to say, "There are some rumors that were all given by the captured demon soldiers, which is not trustworthy at all." Chen Hao paused for a while, and still felt that such things should not be revealed to mortals casually, but Chen Xiuming's palms became tighter and tighter. Chen Hao could not treat him as an ordinary mortal. "It is said that after Xiaoqiu fought with Pei Zihan, he was convinced to take a potion and voluntarily turn into a demon like Pei Zihan."
Chapter completed!