"Humph! Look, look again, your eyes are almost sticking to Big Sister!”
Yan 'Er pouted unhappily when she saw Zhao Chen staring at her sister, unwilling to let go for even a second. He did not notice that she had been standing at the side for a long time. Her voice was cold and angry.
"Uh…"
The charming atmosphere was instantly broken. The siblings, who had been staring at each other for a long time, quickly looked away. Zhao Chen was as thick-skinned as a city wall, so he didn't feel anything. However, Zhao Feixue, who was still a young lady, couldn't stand it.
At this moment, her cheeks were flushed red and she felt as if her face was on fire. She said softly," That…Brother Chen just woke up. I…I'll go cook some porridge for him…"
Zhao Feixue didn't wait for the others to say anything before she got up and ran out of the door. Along with her was a refreshing fragrance.
At this moment, Zhao Chen realized that there was a man and a woman sitting at the desk against the wall.
" Yan 'er, and Third Uncle…" Looking at the two figures, Zhao Chen could not help but feel a little embarrassed. He quickly pulled himself together and squeezed out a smile to greet them.
"Humph!" Yan 'er snorted arrogantly. She suddenly turned around and walked out of the door, leaving Zhao Chen with a receding figure.
"Brat, you're awake?"
Uncle Hai San smiled like an experienced driver and stared at Zhao Chen with a look that said," You brat, when did you take down these two sisters? Why don't I know anything about them?
Even a fool could tell that the atmosphere just now was not right. The sisters 'behavior was more abnormal than the other.
Ignoring this weird uncle who did not respect his elders, Zhao Chen suddenly remembered the last memory in his mind and said in a daze,"I…I'm still alive? I didn't die?"
Third Uncle Hai saw Zhao Chen's silly look after being struck by lightning. He couldn't help but laugh."What, do you really want to be struck to death by lightning?”
"Speaking of which, it's indeed strange. The weather suddenly changed this morning, and then lightning began to surge in the clouds. It seems like it was just to strike you? Ever since you were struck by lightning, the weather immediately returned to normal. Tell me, did you do something wrong that even the heavens couldn't bear to see, so they punished you?”
Uncle Hai San pulled a chair over to the bed and sat down. His legs were still shaking, and he looked sloppy.
"Go, go, go. You're the one who did something wrong! If God really wanted to punish me, would I still be lying here talking to you?”
"That's true. Such a huge bolt of lightning struck you, but you're actually fine now. You can't even find anything abnormal about your body. This is simply strange!”
Uncle Hai San looked at Zhao Chen as if he was looking at a monster, but he did not do anything else. After all, Zhao Chen had shocked him too much since he was young. He was already getting used to it.
More than ten years had passed, but Uncle Hai San's burly figure was still the same as before, as if time had not left any traces on him.
The only difference was his temperament.
Uncle Hai San was no longer as imposing as before. If he could dress up a little and go out with others, he would be a hunter in the mountains. No one would suspect him.
It looked like he had become weaker, but Zhao Chen knew that this was called being sharp and reserved. If anyone felt that they had underestimated Uncle Hai San because of this, they would definitely suffer a huge loss.
After more than ten years of accumulation, Third Uncle Hai's martial cultivation had also improved greatly.
Only Zhao Chen, Sister Fei Xue, and Yan 'er, who were close to Third Uncle Hai, knew that the latter was about to break through his Conception and Governor Meridians and enter the pseudo-Xiantian realm.
Third Master Hai never married, and only had three adopted children, Zhao Hanyan, Zhao Chen, and Zhao Feixue. In other words, although the three of them called each other brother and sister, they were not related by blood.
Third Master Hai, who adopted Zhao Chen and the other two, was a very strange person.
Zhao Chen remembered that when he was two or three years old, his elder sister, Zhao Feixue, was already four or five years old. She pestered Master Hai San all day long and kept shouting,"Daddy…Daddy!"
However, Third Master Hai had tirelessly corrected the three of them countless times. They could not call him 'daddy' in the future, but called him Uncle Hai San like the other people of the same age.
He even told Zhao Chen and the other two honestly,"" The three of you were just picked up by me." He completely disregarded the psychological endurance of a few children who were only two or three years old at that time.
As for why he said " similar ", it was because everyone else called him " Third Master Hai ", while Zhao Chen and the other two could call him " Third Uncle " more intimately!
Suddenly, Zhao Chen seemed to have thought of something. He straightened up from the bed and asked Third Uncle Hai,"By the way, Third Uncle, how long have I been unconscious?”
Uncle Hai San looked back at the sky and replied,""No more, no less, a full 12 hours! What's wrong?"
Zhao Chen said anxiously," Of course there's something. I've been unconscious for so long. The time to enter the Sutra Depository to choose a cultivation technique has long passed. What should I do then?"”
Uncle Hai San smiled and said," So you're worried about this. Don't worry, I've already spoken to those old guys. You can just go and get it again tomorrow morning. However, you can only pick two books at most. You can't take more, understand?"”
Zhao Chen felt relieved after hearing that. He knew that Uncle Hai San had helped him settle everything. He looked at him gratefully and said,""Well done, thank you!"
"Yo yo yo! It's not easy to hear the word 'thank' from a brat like you!”
Looking at the sky outside again, Uncle Hai San waved his hand and walked out of the door.""Sigh, forget it. It's already very late. You should rest well and recuperate. Tomorrow, go to the Scripture Depository to choose a new martial technique and cultivation method.”
At this moment, a light sound of footsteps could be heard. It turned out that Yan 'Er had returned with a tray in her hand.
Little Yan 'Er took the blue and white porcelain bowl from the tray and said with a cold snort,"Eldest Sister is really biased. The last time she cooked personally was on my birthday. I didn't expect you to be so influential that you could get her to personally make soup for you without asking!”
Zhao Chen smiled and comforted her." Don't be so angry. After all, I'm still a patient. Please understand!"”
"Here! Big Sister personally cooked bird's nest, white fungus, and lotus seed soup. She asked me to bring it over for you. Eat it while it's hot!”
Seeing that Zhao Chen didn't take it, Yan 'Er placed the lotus seed soup and the tray on the chair, then turned around and left.
"This girl, why are you so angry?”Zhao Chen shook his head and sighed. Then, he thought to himself evilly,"Could it be that relatives are here?"
After Yan 'er closed the door and the footsteps faded away, Zhao Chen immediately calmed down and called out,""Empress! Empress! Were you the one who attracted the heavenly lightning this morning? Are you awake?"
In the next moment, a lazy and gentle voice came from the mysterious green lotus between his eyebrows. Moreover, it was not difficult to hear the obvious joy in this voice.
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