"The Corpse" says: Although the son of a tiger and a leopard has not been written, he already has the energy to eat cows.

Yu Tongtong has gained a lot of weight recently, her chubby cheeks look rounder, and two flesh lines are frowning on both sides of her lips. He flattered his mouth, and his chubby face began to shake with his mouth. He frowned and asked in confusion: "Teacher, I have a question. I can see that you are different from ordinary people. From my father's attitude towards you and the attitude of the villagers to you, I can see that you are different. Moreover, your family background and status are definitely higher than us, and we rural villagers, and those of us who farm for a living every day. At first glance, it is the noble young master trained by Zhongming Dingshi Family. Teacher, I have no other meaning, but why are you willing to treat me?"

Long Junchen listened to Yu Tongtong's words, although the latter had not finished speaking, the meaning was already very obvious. He narrowed his eyes slightly, took the initiative to take the conversation, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to say, be on an equal footing? Or take special care? Don't you like this kind of treatment?"

"Well, that's what I mean." Yu Tongtong nodded seriously and naively. Only simple curiosity was left in her extremely clear eyes. At this moment, Long Junchen felt that Yu Tongtong had become the thin young man in the town.

In fact, Long Junchen himself couldn't say it very much. He was not only close to the boy in front of him, but also had the urge to live with him for a long time. He felt that he had the same feeling as he was with him. He was always awe-inspiring to this land, including the dragon blood magma around him, and the grass and trees around him, and was indecipherable.

"On an equal footing? Haha, maybe, this word is very interesting, but only if you have enough strength can you say this. The more you move forward on this road, the more you have, the difference between status, the difference between men and women, and age, they are all false and meaningless. As for me, don't be too careful with you, I just want to get close to you." Long Junchen pulled a leaf and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently, letting the green slurry stay between his white, red and tender lips and teeth, and a very enjoyable expression appeared on his face.

Yu Tongtong scratched his scalp helplessly as he heard Long Junchen's inexplicable words, and said softly, "Oh" after thinking about it, shook his chubby head for a moment, and then said: "Teacher, I once heard that the world outside is full of gods and demons, and the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, which is bizarre, but as long as a person in the practice and has a determined heart of Tao, he will walk in this storm and waves, and fly to heaven by chance and hard practice. Teacher, is this really true?"

Yu Tongtong blinked curiously at the eyes that were squeezed by the fleshy face, but Long Junchen saw a different light from his eyes. This light, if it was small, it was curious, if it was big, it was greed, if it was desire, it was... Long Junchen always felt that there was some secret hidden in this child, but after contacting it for so long, he never realized what this secret was. And this feeling became stronger after taking the fat boy with the dragon blood magma. Long Junchen remembered the ox-eating energy. Perhaps, this was something innate brought by his bloodline.

Long Junchen knew that he was leaving recently. He wanted to know the secret behind Yu Tongtong, especially where the loneliness and sorrow that came from innately in his eyes, and the ruthless aura that flashed from his eyes from time to time after being at the Dragon Blood Magma. Long Junchen had no way to know all these doubts.

Yu Tongtong beside Long Junchen, but he could not forget the scene in the dragon blood magma that day. Under the white air and the red mortar rolling, there was a huge night pearl. Long Junchen didn't seem to see it, but he saw it. This night pearl shone a bright light like day in the deepest part of the magma. Under the reflection of the daylight, in the magma, a white-haired old man about ten feet tall sat cross-legged in the extremely hot magma.

A head of white hair was like a water grass. As the steaming heat slowly swayed, the old man who closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation was vigorous. With the light emitted by the peacock's egg-sized night pearls, the old man's left and right hands, feet, and neck were vaguely confined by five iron chains as thick as arms. Four iron balls weighing thousands of pounds were poured into the tail end of the chain. The iron chain wrapped around his neck was deeply embedded into the rock wall behind. The old man looked calm, as if he could not feel the cruel high temperature and the shackles weighing thousands of pounds.

Yu Tongtong widened his eyes and thought to himself, is there any prison in this world that is even more incredible and cruel at the same time? And the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light burst out from his turbid eyes, as if he was staring at him. Yu Tongtong was a little shocked, but when he glanced at the teacher beside him, he saw that the latter had no expression on his face, his arms wrapped around his chest, and his face was indifferent. I don’t know if it was really invisible or he turned a blind eye!

Yu Tongtong was thinking about the strange things that Long Blood Magma saw that day. Long Junchen was also in a state of vagueness at this time, and remembered the chess game that day-

Yu Tongtong looked at the leaves falling from the sky. For some reason, he ended his teaching early today for the first time. It seemed that he had encountered something urgent. There was a yard behind the school where Yu Tongtong usually went to school. A short small wood door opened to the north to lead to the bamboo forest. Every time after class, his teacher would ask him to play chess with other teachers' students. In fact, Yu Tongtong was reluctant to play chess because he still wanted to go to the mysterious dragon blood magma and see it again. After the teacher took him there last time, a fire in his heart seemed to be ignited. He couldn't calm down and had a desire to find out at all times.

The teacher asks him and other students to practice chess games every day, wanting to see if his chess power has improved. According to Long Junchen's words, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are very intuitive and useful ways to polish the heart of Tao. Especially when playing chess, you must not only be calm and meticulous, but also have computing power beyond ordinary people. This is a very popular skill in the world of Taoism. Calculation and deduction, whether it is the analysis of the battlefield pattern or the inference of the trajectory of the heaven, the necessary computing power is very useful.

Yu Tongtong now has an indescribable feeling about his teacher, which can be called respect and fear. I don’t know if the teacher has been jealous of him recently, or if he has some resistance to the teacher because of something. When Yu Tongtong came to the yard behind the school, the cool breeze was blowing and the grass was rosy. A gentle and gentle young man sat upright with a proud look on his face. I think it was a chess basket that Long Junchen found from where he didn’t know where he was. As for whether it was a chess basket, Yu Tongtong didn’t care, because he had never lost after playing so many days.

Yu Tongtong greeted Long Junchen very respectfully, then glanced at the proud young man with contempt as if he was flirting with a book and changing his face. He sat carelessly opposite the young man, while Long Junchen sat next to him, always watching chess without saying a word. Seeing Yu Tongtong's impetuous manner in his heart, he frowned.
Chapter completed!