Ding Yi left Muyuan in a trance. The performances of the monks still flickered in my mind. This day was the day when he had the most close contact with the cultivators and watched the monks perform the most magical powers. The beauty of the Xiuzhen world, the dazzling beauty of the Xiuzhen world, made Ding Yi's heart burn. But Lancôme's statements, those secrets about the 'Truth Society' made Ding Yi a little hesitant, the adult world is too crazy, and the adult world is too complicated. Ding Yi was very resistant to these things that he didn't want to understand.

He was holding a blessing bag in his hand, which was a return gift from Aunt Bing who personally sent Ding Yi out of Muyuan. He didn't even open it to see what the gift was, and now he had only one purpose, and hurried back home.

It's almost late at night now, how to explain to my father and mother after I go back, especially since I went back very late yesterday, and I went back so late today, how will my mother treat herself.

Almost rushing home at the speed of a sprint.

"Hey, boy, what are you running so fast?" A voice came from behind him unhurriedly, Ding Yi stopped, this is the Jiyun City of the Shenwu Empire, here are full of cultivators, and some nobles, whether it is provoked or not, this is not something that Ding Yi can parry.

Ding Yi turned his head, the filial piety alley behind him, there was no half a figure in the dark, looking up at the sky, the stars in the sky were shining, and he couldn't see anyone.

"Hey, look where, I'm here. A voice came lazily from the low wall of the alley. Ding Yi looked fixedly, but it was an old acquaintance, tiger skin.

How could the tiger skin appear here? Was he following him? Thinking back carefully, he didn't seem to have lost his words at the banquet, but after all, he had experienced two mental shocks, could there be something that he shouldn't have said without his knowledge? Ding Yi suddenly sweated profusely, and the hairs on his body trembled.

Whether the tiger skin can really speak, or is it the spirit of the porter Lao Zhang, Ding Yi didn't dare to guess, and he didn't want to think about this question anymore, for Lao Zhang, who had the evidence of his crime, Ding Yi was not only afraid, but also afraid.

No matter what camp Lao Zhang is in, it is not something that a mortal like Ding Yi can touch. Whether it is for himself or his family, Ding Yi has a deep fear of this cat.

The tiger skin jumped directly onto Ding Yi's shoulder from the wall, and gently teased Ding Yi's ears with his tail, but Ding Yi didn't dare to resist.

"Why haven't you come home so late today, are you stealing again?" asked Tigerskin.

Ding Yi hurriedly waved his hand in fright, "No, I just went to a banquet." "If a passer-by hears that he has stolen something, he must not be kicked out of the city by the police department.

"Well, yes, you have the smell of seafood, well, you should have eaten a lot of good things today, I smell it, ah, the banquet you participated in is not low. The tigerskin's nose sniffed wildly at Ding Yi's face.

"It seems that you kid has some adventures today, boy, you can't steal things, now go and learn to cheat. Tiger Skin made another astonishing remark.

Ding Yi's little liver was plopped and fluttered by him.

"No, it's just a friend's party, by the way, do you have something to do with me?" Ding Yi quickly changed the topic.

"Do I have to look for you because of something?" said Tiger Skin, displeased.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Ding Yi hurriedly and cautiously paid for it.

Ding Yi cautiously moved in the direction of home, the tiger skin squatted peacefully on Ding Yi's shoulder and squinted to sleep, until it passed by the knife cut alley, it suddenly woke up, kicked Ding Yi's head, jumped on a black locust tree next to it and disappeared into the long night......

Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief, for this elusive creature, Ding Yi was a little afraid from the bottom of his heart.

On the way home, Ding Yi met his father, Ding Yi obviously saw his father's relieved expression at the moment he saw him, Ding Yi hurriedly rushed over and reported the situation after work today to his father.

Ding Zhaoding was not angry, just listened quietly, and at the end he just asked, "You'd better not go to the ancestral house in the future." I'm sure you should know the proportions. Ding Yi hurriedly said yes.

"Don't tell anyone else about going to the ancestral house today. Ding Zhaoding thought about it carefully and warned his son.

When I returned home, I inevitably suffered from my mother's complaints, but after Ding Yi sent a big blessing bag, my mother's resentment disappeared by half.

However, after opening the lucky bag and taking out a few things, everyone together with Ding Yi was stunned.

After receiving the blessing bag sent by Aunt Bing, Ding Yi didn't open it to see that when a child from a small family like him went with his parents to visit relatives and friends, the return gifts he received from relatives and friends were nothing more than some kind of wedding cakes, candied fruits, candy, and sometimes a red envelope with no more than ten cents in it.

These are all gifts given by relatives and friends who are quite close, but when I opened the lucky bag that Ding Yi brought back today, what was inside?

A jade pendant inlaid with gold-inlaid cat's eye jade, a piece of ambergris, and a short stick that looks like gold and wood. All the people in the Ding family were stunned all of a sudden, because any thing in it was worth hundreds of gold, what happened to Ding Yi, people would give something worth hundreds of gold as a gift to a child like Ding Yi.

Originally, Ding Zhaoding told his wife that Ding Yi was just accompanying Master Duoduo to a banquet, but it didn't make sense to give back such a valuable gift. You must know that just by virtue of the name of Master Duoduo, it is reasonable to say that you can get one or two gold yuan, but these are far more than the return gifts received by Master Duoduo, which is impossible to say.

Ding Yi didn't know what to say for a while. Ding Zhaoding didn't know how to tell his wife, but after all, Ding Zhaoding had eaten more than Ding Yi for decades, and he could still roughly recognize those things, these are all things used by cultivators, and it is not a simple jade pendant, it should be a jade pendant with a complex magic circle that can calm the mind and improve the effect of spiritual power, ambergris must not be an ordinary ambergris, maybe it is some kind of incense with a strange effect, and the magical short stick that looks like gold and wood is estimated to be a prop material for cultivation. In this way, I am afraid that these three things are worth no less than thousands of gold yuan.

Ding Yi looked at his father, which means that my father's things were brought back by me, how can you lie, then you can do it yourself.

Although Wu Shuhui has little knowledge, even so, she knows that these things are far from being a return gift for participating in a banquet as Ding Zhaoding said, seeing her son and her husband exchanging eyes, I am afraid that her husband should know something.

Ding Li and Ding Yun were still analyzing what the gold-like thing was, and they were pushed into the back room by their mother.

"Tell me what's going on. Mom's powerful aura shocked the father and son, and they didn't dare to speak.

"Xiao Yi, you brought the things back, you say. Wu Shuhui glared at her husband viciously, Ding Zhaoding looked at her nose and nose, and didn't dare to speak out to support Ding Yi.

Ding Yi hesitated for a while, and didn't know how to explain to his mother. just looked at Ding Zhaoding, hoping that his father could help fulfill this lie. Ding Zhaoding knew that he couldn't shirk it, so he said to Ding Yi for a while: "You tell your mother the truth." After speaking, he sighed deeply.

In the end, the matter of the ancestral house was still known by Wu Shuhui, in fact, Wu Shuhui had known about the ancestral house for a long time, and as early as when Wu Shuhui was a girl, she knew the story of Ding Xinghe in Jiyun City. She grew up listening to Ding Xinghe's story, which was used as a negative teaching material, shattering the naïve dreams of countless people.

As a celebrity in Jiyun City, Ding Zhaoding didn't know all this, and when the matchmaker told him that someone didn't mind that he was in huge debt and was willing to marry him, Ding Zhaoding's heart was full of gratitude to this kind woman. He gave up hatred, the only thing that kept him alive in the first place. For those who persecuted him and bullied him, he chose to forget.

Wu Shuhui is an ordinary woman, she has known Ding Zhaoding for a long time, and she has known him since she was a student.

At that time, the boy who frequently ran on the road to deliver takeaways, the boy who was always clean and clean, no matter how poor he was. In her eyes, the teenager is always so busy. When bullied, he always kept silent.

The young man is also stubborn, and for the sake of a meagre errand fee, the young man did not hesitate to stay up for a week with the young master who was stronger than him. Because the young master claimed that he didn't bring change, Ding Zhaoding would wait for him at the school gate every day.

Teenagers are also dignified. A rich man took out five cents and asked Ding Zhaoding to drill his crotch, which later rose to fifty yuan, but Ding Zhaoding was still unmoved. In the end, he was hired by a rich family to hire a group of poor students to beat him up at a price of fifty yuan.

Wu Shuhui was in the crowd of onlookers at the time and saw the young man who was called a fool by the rich man. Later, as she grew older, more things about Ding Zhaoding were learned, and she knew that this was the child of the protagonist in that tragic story. Later, she found herself hopelessly in love with him......

Wu Shuhui has never talked about her husband's past, she knows the hardships that her husband paid in order to stay in Jiyun City. She took care of it carefully until she had Ding Li, Ding Yun, and Ding Yi.

Cultivators are a taboo in this family, so whenever she sees her youngest son fantasizing about cultivating truth all day long, she will scold him. is unwilling to let the scar in her husband's heart be lifted again.

Marrying Wu Shuhui is the greatest blessing that Ding Zhaoding feels God has given him in his life. Ding Zhaoding has been running since he was five or six years old, earning money to buy medicine, earning money to pay off debts, he has suffered the most in the world, survived hunger without food for several days, and endured the coldest winter in the northern suburbs.

Ding Zhaoding vowed to give his family a good life and not let his children repeat his fate. Ding Zhaoding wanted to hide this matter and prevent his wife and children from being harmed. And the reason why Wu Shuhui never mentioned this matter in front of her husband and children was because she was afraid of instilling this kind of hatred from an early age, and she was afraid of bringing misfortune to her children in the future.

It seems that this concept of the separation between heaven and man has penetrated into the heart of every 'mortal'. Ding Yi felt that the heavy shackles on his body were getting heavier and heavier. Seeing the attitude of parents towards cultivators. Ding Yi believes that they did not worship cultivators like him, but resisted and resisted from the bottom of their hearts. Ding Yi thought that this might be the normal reaction of the vast majority of ordinary citizens in Jiyun City, which was completely different from what Ding Yi originally thought.

Could it be that those cultivators who are flying around are really not worthy of the worship of ordinary citizens, and don't these ordinary people have an 'extraordinary' heart like him? At this moment, Ding Yi, from the obviously panicked eyes of his parents, deeply understood the true thoughts and helplessness of ordinary people, and Ding Yi also seemed to be mature and sensible in this moment.