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A knock on the door, but Amu did not get up. At this time, as soon as the door of the wing opened, a woman in a purple dress walked out.

That is a peerless beauty with a worldly face.

People in Liuzhen say that Chenyan is a fairy. The most beautiful woman they have seen and even heard of is Chenyan.

Three years ago, after the Battle of the Demon Ending Demons, Chen Yan never wore the Supreme God-like face again. In the past three years, the Wang family has lived a real mortal life.

Amu had not moved, and the door was opened.

Squeak

The door opened. The one who knocked on the door was the son of Liu Sanbo's family, named Xuexiong. The eleven-year-old child was fat and had a pair of smiling eyes, which was very likable.

"Snow Bear!" Chen Yan smiled.

"Sister Chen Yan, morning!" Xue Xiong's eyes were crescent, "My father asked me to tell Brother Amu that the ancient pine coffin that Baizhuang wanted was no hurry. My father came over to help deliver it tomorrow afternoon!"

"Okay! Please trouble Uncle Liu San. Xuexiong, come in and have breakfast together!" Chen Yan invited.

"No! Sister Chen Yan." Xuexiong smiled, "My mother made me a meat muffin today, and I'm going to rush back to eat it! It's cold, and it won't taste good. I'll come again the other day!"

"Haha!" Chen Yan laughed when he heard this, "Snow Bear, you should eat less, otherwise they should call you Snowball in the future!"

"Snowball is snowball! Haha, let's go." The snow bear ran home with a smile, watching his chubby body bounce, and it seemed that it was just around the corner to become a snowball.

Chen Yan looked at the snow bear with a gentle smile.

In fact, the mortals in Liuzhen have always been peaceful and happy.

Things in the Three Realms, things in hundreds of years later, are out of reach for them. In fact, everything is not in their world at all.

Is that good life?

All have the happiness of ordinary people, and all the suffering of immortals. This is the experience of the smoke over the past three years.

Many things actually increase with the increase of life span, such as pain. The length of life cannot change the proportion of everything.

Joy and sorrow, sometimes regardless of immortality or ordinary.

In the morning light, the purple clothes swayed slightly. The smoke stood at the door and thoughtful in her heart. She did not close the door until the snow bear disappeared.

"Amu, you heard it! The ancient pine coffin in Baizhuang is not in a hurry." Chen Yan smiled and said, "Don't be busy for now, we are ready to have breakfast too."

"Yeah! It's OK soon!" Amu responded, pushing the plane a few more times. Then he stood up the wooden board, raised one eye and looked at it, and then put it down with satisfaction.

After patting the wood chips on his body, Amu entered the wing room.

Earth kang, wooden table. The furnishings in the house are simple but clean.

At this time, Chen Yan had already prepared the meal, porridge, steamed buns, and four plates of exquisite side dishes. Two meat and two vegetables are attractive in appearance.

"Where is Master? Or don't you come for breakfast?" Amu asked casually.

"Where is the backyard!" Chen Yan said, serving porridge to Amu, "Master said, he won't eat it anymore and let us eat it first!"

"Yeah!" Amu nodded, "He doesn't eat breakfast, but he should also pay attention to his health!"

"I will remind you, don't worry!" Chen Yan smiled.

At this time, Chen Yan prepared everything for Amu and sat down to eat with Amu. In fact, for Chen Yan, these foods had no effect.

Chen Yan ate very gentlely, and most of the time he just looked at Amu with a smile.

Over the past three years, Amu not only did not remember everything that happened before, but everything except Chen Yan was even more blurred.

Even Amu is gradually forgetting things in the secret realm of the Waste Soul. However, Chenyan has never been lost.

Sometimes, the best love is companionship. Therefore, Shenyan always accompanied Amu. For Shenyan, it was a kind of satisfaction. These three years were days that had never been seen before. Once, Shenyan and Amu were separated from each other.

Amu ate it in big mouthfuls, which was very sweet.

"Chenyan, I still can't remember the runes that my master taught me. What should I do?" Amu took a sip of porridge and said with some annoyance.

"It's okay, take your time." Chen Yan comforted, "If you can't remember, you can make a good coffin. The people from Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are very satisfied with the coffin you made!"

"That's good!" Amu nodded, then buried his head in the meal. It was a voracious meal, and the wind swept away the clouds. Most of the things were eaten by Amu.

Chen Yan just drank a bowl of porridge and ate a few simple bites of the dishes.

"Chen Yan, I'm going to make the coffin! This year's nine-bit coffin is still a short time. If it can't be done, the master will scold you." Amu got up after eating, and didn't say anything more.

"Don't be too tired!" Chen Yan said.

"Yeah!" Amu responded and went out, Chen Yan began to clean up the dishes.

This is a very ordinary morning. In fact, the people of Liuzhen basically live like this.

Works from sunrise and rest from sunset.

Simple, calm, and even monotonous. But, most of the time, isn’t real life like this?

In the vast world, all living beings. In fact, we are just a wisp of ordinary things and a grain of dust.

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Wang's backyard.

The nine-mouth-mouthed coffin is still bright. In the purple pool, the forbidden map is rippling and the waves are shining. The father-in-law Wang Jue is cross-legged between the nine-mouthed coffin, his eyes are slightly dark.

Wang Jue's appearance has not changed much compared to three years ago, but it is a little older.

The black and white human coffin still rises and falls in the purple pond. The black and white light is like the colors of life and death.

Three years ago, Wang Jue and Yun San worked together to seal the demon. The forbidden map was banned and consumed a lot. In the past three years, the father-in-law Wang Jue has not left Liuzhen, and he has not even been to the tomb of the Heavenly Girl deep in the Snow Mountains of Xianzang.

Most of the time, Wang Jue would wander around Liu Town or sit cross-legged in the backyard. This place has become Amu's forbidden area again.

Back then, the souls of the three realms were all ready, and the souls of Liu Zhen were guided by the souls.

Everything is ready! However, Wang Jue spent a lot of time and the human coffin was not perfect. Once upon a time, Wang Jue was puzzled, and it was not until he saw Amu again that he could slightly resolve the confusion in his heart.

The human coffin may still be separated by an ordinary intention. That is Amu's ordinary intention. People who have been in danger for thousands of years come to break all reincarnation. Perhaps only Amu's ordinary intention can achieve the perfection of the human coffin.

This is Wang Jue's speculation.

For three years, Wang Jue has always regarded ordinary people as the right thing, and even emphasized his practice of the world in the Three Life Art of Immortals and Demons. However, he did not know how long Amu would be perfect and how he would be perfect.

Only exploration, only waiting.

"Master, morning!" At this time, Chenyanqian walked into the backyard.

"Yeah!" Wang Jue responded, then slowly opened his eyes, "How is Amu doing these days?"

"It's still the same!" Chen Yan said softly, "I still make coffins every day, but he still can't remember those runes. I still can't remember everything about the past."

"Yeah!" Wang Jue frowned slightly, "Amu's mortal, maybe it should be considered a disaster. However, everything about him was still a little beyond my expectations. No matter the rune text, he could not remember it at all. The coffin he made was no longer spiritual. Those coffins could not even be compared with the coffins he made when he was a child."

Chen Yan listened to Wang Jue's words and never said anything.

"Amu's talents are disappearing!" Wang Jue took a deep breath, and a dark light appeared in his eyes, "He is becoming a real mortal!"

Mortal! A true mortal.

That is definitely not the Three Life Skill of Immortals and Demons that Wang Jue has practiced. Wang Jue’s mortals are that there are immortals among the mortals and there are demons among the mortals. That is a way to heaven.

And Amu is becoming a completely ordinary person, Chen Yan certainly understands Wang Jue's meaning.

"Master, can Amu survive this disaster?" Chen Yan asked.

"Actually, I don't know either!" Wang Jue smiled bitterly, "You can only try everything. Amuruo is forever, what should you do?"

Amuruo will always be ordinary, what should you do?

In fact, Chen Yan had almost never thought about this question. At this time, Wang Jue asked, Chen Yan thought about it slightly, but he didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly smiled.

That smile seems to have thousands of tenderness and endless sweetness in my heart.

"Master, in fact, the happiness of ordinary people, and the suffering of immortals!" Chen Yan said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Wang Jue nodded with a smile. In fact, this is something that he mortals have already realized in his lifetime, but it is not easy for Chen Yan to realize this in just three years.

You should know that Chen Yan is now a monk in Yong Realm. To allow a monk in Yong Realm to realize the meaning of ordinary people, that is, people understand the happiness of ants.

After experiencing the three lives of immortals, demons, and mortals, Wang Jue knew very well that it was difficult to ascend to heaven. It was not easy for Chen Yan to have such an understanding.

In fact, Amuruo Yong is an ordinary person, and Chen Yan has his own answer. However, she did not say it directly, and Wang Jue did not ask again.

The purple light rippled, and the human coffin floated and sank. The three coffins of heaven, earth, and man were aliens among the nine coffins. Wang Jue and Chen Yan were all looking at the coffin quietly, each with their own thoughts.

There was a brief silence in the Wang family's backyard.

"Chenyan, how many times did Qingzhuang's coffin do this year?" Wang Jue asked suddenly.

"Four!" Chen Yan replied, "The coffin of Baizhuang has also been made in four. The number of nine coffins this year is still one short of. According to the situation in previous years, the last coffin of this year should also be the turn of Baizhuang people to use it!"

"Yeah!" Wang Jue responded, then shook his head gently, "Send the last coffin of this year to Qingzhuang! In the future, there is no need to allocate according to the number of four or five. Do more if you die, do less if you die!"

"Hmm?" Chen Yan couldn't help but be stunned, "Master, how many people in Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are killed, aren't we the only one who can decide? How can we do more and do less and do less?"

"Haha!" Wang Jue smiled, "Chen Yan, Master, I have just realized something."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yan said curiously.
To be continued...