Chapter 246 Control Yourself

Ye Chuheng sat very straight in the stall, waiting for the first customer to come.

He sat there for ten minutes, and no one came over.

In half an hour, ten people walked past his stall, glanced at the stall and walked away.

In an hour, eighteen people passed by his stall, two of whom came to look at the things on the stall, but walked away in a second.

Ye Chuheng, who was originally full of energy, suddenly felt that it was no longer fun.

He also went from sitting upright to lying casually on the recliner, his posture even more relaxed than that of the stall owner next door.

Two massage chairs were placed side by side. Ye Chuheng and Lu Huaizhou lay on them, enjoying themselves leisurely with their eyes closed.

The boss next door was very curious when he saw the massage chairs. He asked, "Excuse me, fellow Taoists, what materials are the ones you sit on made of? Why are they so different?"

He had secretly detected that these two chairs were not magical weapons, and there was no spiritual power or divine power in them.

Just an ordinary chair.

But the workmanship is really special. The ordinary chair is not only finely crafted, but can also move by itself.

He had lived for so many years and had never seen anything so strange.

Ye Chuheng turned his head and said, "This is a massage chair. Huaizhou bought it for me. Do you want to try it?"

The old stall owner sat up and asked curiously, "Who is Huai Zhou? And where can I buy it?"

Ye Chuheng chuckled twice, "Huai Zhou is my wife, she is no longer available for purchase."

"Wife?" the stall owner asked in confusion.

"Oh, that's what Taoist partner means. Huaizhou is my Taoist partner."

Ye Chuheng reached out and interlocked his fingers with Lu Huaizhou, then raised it up to show him.

The old stall owner rolled his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you trying to show off to me that you have a Daoist partner?"

Ye Chuheng pretended to be surprised, "Grandpa, don't you have a Taoist partner?"

The old stall owner lay back down angrily, "Whose child are you? How dare you speak so irritatingly?"

After Ye Chuheng finished showing his affection, he closed his eyes contentedly, "Of course it's the Ye family."

Ye family?

The old stall owner's ears moved, he turned his head and looked at Ye Chuheng again, and then he saw a familiar profile.

He immediately jumped up in fright, "Lord God!"

As soon as he called out, he calmed down. It was not the Lord God.

The Lord's Taoist companion is not the young man next to him.

He suppressed his inner surprise, then pretended to be calm and continued to lie back in the recliner.

But I was thinking about a lot of things.

Why does this young man look so similar to the Lord God?

Is he the master's brother? Or a relative?

No, it can't be a brother.

His age does not match the time when the Lord God descended to the mortal world to experience tribulations.

The Lord God came down to earth and experienced tribulations for more than a hundred years before returning, but the young man in front of him is now just a skeleton less than a hundred years old.

They can't be brothers.

Not a brother...

The old stall owner suddenly opened his eyes.

He is the bloodline of the Lord God!

The old man was so excited that he couldn't help but let his divine power overflow.

Ye Chuheng casually brushed away the divine power that was drifting towards him and reminded him calmly, "Grandpa, control your divine power. You've crossed the line."

The old man couldn't control himself, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

The Lord God actually has bloodline!

Could it be that the Lord God went through this tribulation in order to make up for the lack of family affection?

The Lord God has been in office for ten thousand years, and he has always been alone from the time he appeared until now.

I thought the God Lord had only found a Taoist partner, but I didn’t expect that he also left behind a bloodline!

He got up excitedly, wanting to ask something but unable to bring himself to ask, and finally could only lie back down in disappointment.

Seeing that he was still moving, Ye Chuheng turned his head and asked, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The old stall owner calmly replied, "It's okay."

Then he pretended to be casual and asked, "Which Supreme God's disciple are you, my friend? I have never seen you before."

"Fellow Daoist, you are handsome and graceful. If you had seen me, you would definitely remember me deeply."

Ye Chuheng chuckled softly, "Are you spying on me? But what did you find out?"

The old stall owner had completely calmed down. He waved the fan in his hand leisurely and said, "I'm just asking casually. If you don't want to talk, you don't have to answer."

Ye Chuheng didn't believe it, but he still answered, "I'm not a disciple of any Supreme God. My Taoist partner and I are free and easy, and we don't plan to become a disciple of any Supreme God."

"Oh? Is there not a single Supreme God who can catch your eye?"

"That's not the case." Ye Chuheng turned his head to look at Lu Huaizhou, "If the Supreme God Zi Nue was still alive, I would like to become his disciple."

When Lu Huaizhou heard his words, he coughed several times.

Ye Chuheng worshipped the Purple Nue Supreme God? Are you kidding?

"Wife, don't you want me to serve under the throne of the Purple Nue God?" Ye Chuheng leaned over to help him calm down and teased.

Lu Huaizhou's face was expressionless. "You worshipped the Purple Nue Supreme God, but what about me?"

Do you want to play the master-disciple relationship with Ye Chuheng?

Ye Chuheng gently brushed his lips with his thumb, "You will naturally worship the Purple Nue God's throne with me."

"Wife, we will never separate."

Lu Huaizhou was speechless. "Don't make these non-existent assumptions. Father won't agree with you doing that."

If the Supreme God Zi Nue had not fallen, he would not exist.

"How could that be?" Ye Chuheng lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, "Father will respect my choice."

Seeing their behavior becoming increasingly excessive, the stall owner next door rolled his eyes and used his divine power to create a wall to separate them. "Young people may be full of youthful energy, but they should still be mindful of the occasion."

Ye Chuheng snorted, "We can't help ourselves, single people won't understand."

He just kissed his wife, how could he not pay attention to the occasion?

It was obvious that this old man had never been to the Demon Realm. In some dark places in the Demon Realm, they would just go into battle with guns in hand.

Ye Chuheng had encountered demon cultivators working several times when he went to the demon world before.

Lu Huaizhou pushed him away and said, "Grandpa is right. We should pay attention to our image and not bring shame to our father."

Ye Chuheng pouted, "How do you know he's not like that?"

When he was a child, he saw his father and his father being intimate countless times.

Oh, not looking, but listening with consciousness.

When he was still a conscious being, he often heard his father coaxing affection from his father.

But every time he listened to it, his father would shut down his consciousness.

Later, when he was born, he was transferred to his own palace.

I never heard the sound of the wall again.

Lu Huaizhou patted his mouth lightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense about your elders."

Ye Chuheng held him down and kissed him several times with a wronged look before letting him go.

As soon as he got up, someone came over.

"Stall owner, how do you exchange this treasure?"

The person who came was an elegant and beautiful fairy. She pointed at the starry sky grass on the stall and asked.

The three things Ye Chuheng took out were two Nine-Aperture Immortal Grasses and one Starry Sky Grass.

However, the true appearance of the Nine-Aperture Immortal Grass was covered up by him, and it also looked like Starry Sky Grass.

Now there are three plants of starry sky grass displayed on his stall. Although starry sky grass is rare, it is of little value if it is not used.

After all, the level of Star Grass is not high.

Therefore, those who passed by did not even take a second look at his stall.

Now the female fairy was asking about the Nine-Aperture Immortal Grass that was hidden by the illusion.