Typewriter becomes a daily practice

#Women are probably so soft and resilient#

The struggle in the main building is on the front line of cultivation. Realm: After reading the latest volume of "Who Killed Me", I felt very sad. I thought of my mother. She is a mortal. I don’t know her, she can only do some rough work, but I really rarely see her cry, she is always very gentle to us, when I was young, I always thought she was the most omnipotent person in the world. [miss her]

Monthly income of [-] spiritual stones on the first floor: The title of the original poster is very good, it is like this, the woman is really amazing, she is softer and more fragile than you imagined, and stronger and indestructible than you imagined. [admire]

The nonsense on the second floor: Speaking of this, I have to brag about the founding ancestor of our plain female school. I think that in the beginning, male cultivators almost accounted for a large part of the cultivation, and the proportion of high-level female cultivators was very small, but that was the case. Our founding ancestor, Tianyuan, was stunned to rely on his strength to recruit female monks from all over the world as his disciples, and then he created the vegetarian school in one fell swoop. Since then, many women have started to be monks with their heads high and their chests high, not just as attachments to high-level male monks . [Patriarch Tianyuan is the best]

Ruyan Rumeng on the third floor: Yes, indeed, I am not the only one who wants to praise Tianyuan Patriarch. Liu Feibai, the once famous writer, wrote a classic storybook based on Tianyuan Patriarch——"I Want to Climb" "Heaven", and there is a sentence in this script that describes the ancestor of Tianyuan. I think it is very well written, and I will quote it here-Stop saying that women are not heroic things, and they sing on the walls of Longquan every night.

Nanfang Youmu on the fourth floor: Patriarch Tianyuan is indeed worthy of admiration, but not to mention such a famous figure as Patriarch Tianyuan, but also the seniors and sisters around me, they really admire me very much. A man is ashamed of himself sometimes. They are really good in many small things. I hope they can get what they want and soar all the way. [blessing blessing]

Little Taozi on the fifth floor: I also want to talk about my younger sister. My younger sister is not as powerful as those upstairs. She is probably the most ordinary little girl. She will cry in pain when she is injured, and she will feel uncomfortable when she encounters setbacks occasionally. I had to hide and cry by myself, but I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation for a while, and I wanted to give up several times. She was always by my side, encouraged me, and told me that it was okay. At that time, I really felt that she was very happy. powerful! [My sister is the best sister]

Panpan on the sixth floor: I want to talk about my sister. My sister is very confused and talented. Sometimes she may not get what she wants even if she works hard. But she also has her own persistence. She likes painting very much. I will paint all night and all night. Many people say that she is not good at painting. No one can understand it. She must not be able to enter Taoism. Don’t waste time. But she just kept painting and then entered Taoism. I really admire her from the bottom of my heart. she.

Feel like a duck to water on the seventh floor: Wow!Why do you all have sisters and sisters? As a pure Buddhist practitioner, I am so envious. I haven't seen a female monk for almost 100 years. [good good good good]

The moonlight on the eighth floor is so beautiful: Hahahahahaha, how can your painting style be so prominent on the seventh floor? [laughs]

The Ninth Floor's Ascension to Immortal: In fact, not only the plain nun sect, but also many small nun sects have done very well. Now the entire cultivation world, female nun can already occupy half of the sky. As a female nun, I can only Said that I was really lucky to be born in this era, and I am very grateful. [laugh]

After Tan Shaomo finished reading this post, he put down his newly bought Yuntan, and then glanced at Answer Ji who fell asleep after reading and reading. His sleeping face was peaceful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. What makes you so happy.

Looking at the book, Tan Shaomo couldn't help but raise his lips. The title of the book is "How to Write a Good Story", and Tan Shaomo didn't even know that he saw it in the hands of Answer Jiji for a book with a title like this. How many books have you read? Answer Ji is very serious about writing the storybook. Tan Shaomo thought about it, and the young man said with burning eyes: "I will try my best not to make readers regret coming to me. world."

So even if he has a speed of tens of thousands per hour, sometimes it is very slow to publish new volumes, because he will constantly revise, modify, and delete, delete, and delete, so even if he has read a lot of books, he will still take out two volumes a day. He reads books every hour, so even if there are many people who praise him in the cloud forum, he will still see some criticisms and write down the ones he finds useful in his small notebook.

Although he looks like a clingy child who will never grow up, the stories he writes can always touch the soft part of his heart. Thinking of this, Tan Shaomo's eyes softened, and he couldn't help but bow his head in answer A kiss fell on Ziji's forehead, gently, thank you for your hard work, my little Ji.

Then Tan Shaomo got up and picked up Da Ziji, and gently put Da Ziji on the bed, and sat on the side of the bed, looking at Da Ziji's sleeping face, he was a little fascinated for a while.

At this moment, there was once a private post that Tan Shao Motan insisted on opening, and the conversation was so spirited and half-devil.

The most handsome demon on the eighth floor of 780: Recently, the number of sound transmission symbols received by Da Da has obviously decreased a lot. At first, I thought that Da Da was busy coding and conceiving new articles, and then one day I went to the street and inadvertently Seeing such a scene, I feel that if the boss doesn't come back, his cub might be abducted by other women!Silently attached a picture of the photo stone [picture of Da Da hugging a woman who is taller than him for a long time]

Ji Yujin from the ninth floor of 780: I have never heard of such a woman as Da Dajiang, who appeared without a trace. By the way, the boss left too suddenly at the beginning, so I couldn't contact him at all, and I couldn't contact her. Do you know if he will come back or not?

The handsome devil on the 790th floor: I am actually a little envious of Da Da, I feel that he is about to leave the order soon, and has his own soft Taoist partner, envious, I also want to find a Taoist partner! [crying]

Ji Yujin on the first floor of 790: Such a woman of unknown origin, I am very afraid of being cheated by Dada, otherwise it is impossible for Dada not to tell us at all. Have you ever heard about this woman?Anyway, if I hadn't seen this you posted, I would have no idea.

Luo Yuehua on the second floor of One Thousand 790: What you said makes sense!It is said that a woman should look very good-looking when she looks at the side face, so she can't be from the Hehuan sect, and then she was picked by her. Essence and Yang? [horrified face]

Ji Yujin on the third floor of 790: This is probably the most likely and worst plan. I wanted to ask Dada to eat the new products of Yunyun Dessert Shop two days ago, but he said he was very busy. Next time Make an appointment again. [I'm so pretty and answering never rejects me]

Luo Yuehua on the fourth floor of 790 [-]: So, it is very possible. If we are like this, you can make an appointment to see the answer, and I will also make an appointment to see if the answer is paying attention to us?

Ji Yujin from the fifth floor of 790: Yes, if there is no reply within [-] quarters of an hour, there must be a problem.

Three quarters of an hour later...

Luo Yuehua on the sixth floor of 790: How is it?Did the answer answer you?Let alone refuse, I don't even have a reply, the same city sound transmission talisman will arrive within ten breaths.

Ji Yujin from the seventh floor of 790: I don’t have either. I’ll go and see him.

Luo Yuehua on the eighth floor of 790: I'm going too!

However, what Luo Yuehua and Ji Yujin didn't know was that three quarters of an hour ago, Da Ziji was still sleeping, Tan Shaomo was still watching Da Ziji sleeping, and was enjoying watching, when a sound transmission talisman appeared on Tan Shao In front of Mo's eyes, there was another sound transmission talisman, on which there were spirit and strange aura, and the aura of magic. Tan Shaomo frowned. One and a half demons, named Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua.

After Tan Shao Mo opened the sound-proof cover and listened to the two sound transmission symbols, his face darkened.

Ji Yujin: Answer, let's go eat delicious food together. By the way, there have been a lot of female scammers recently. They all wear plain clothes and look good, but their hearts are dark, so you have to be careful.

Luo Yuehua: Answer, after two days in Dingjiang City, the theater troupe from Yuchun Garden will come to perform. Shall we watch it together?I saw you hugging someone the other day, am I wrong?How do you feel like you haven't dated us recently?Is it because the female cultivator picked up the essence and invigorated the yang, is there anything wrong?

What kind of female liar, what kind of heart is black, what kind of essence and nourishing yang, once you hear these words, it doesn't look like a serious friend!

Tan Shaomo silently decided to sue, but Tan Shaomo waited for the dishonest friends in his eyes before he woke up.

At first glance, Tan Shaomo saw two guys who were both wearing black cloaks and of similar stature. Something flashed through his mind, and his intuition told him that it was related to his missing part of memory, so Tan Shaomo looked at the two guys The tone was flat: "Xiao Ji is sleeping now, if you come to him for dinner and a show, you have to wait for him to wake up."

Ji Yujin's eyes flickered slightly, "Xiao Ji" was called "Xiaoji", the big boss didn't let them call it at the beginning, but this woman called it so smoothly, and when she saw that they were no strangers at all, her tone was flat , a tall and cold temperament makes people ignore her extremely outstanding appearance. No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a female cultivator who can collect essence and replenish yang. With the same thought, Ji Yujin had an idea. The guy couldn't make it, so he sent someone over?

Luo Yuehua who was on the side didn't think as much as Ji Yujin, so he entered the room naturally, picked a chair and sat down and said, "Okay, then I'll wait here for Da Da to wake up, my name is Luo Yuehua , first meeting, dare to ask the girl's name?"

Tan Shaomo said with a relaxed expression, "My surname is Tan."

In the blink of an eye, Ji Yu, who has always believed in his intuition, spoke first before Luo Yuehua opened his mouth to kill him: "It turns out that we are talking about a girl. If you want to come to talk about a girl, you must know the boss. Then Let's rest assured. I'm Ji Yujin. I wanted to make an appointment to have a meal with Dahua, but I didn't receive a reply. I thought he was injured. After all, Mr. Tan entrusted Dahua and me to take care of Dada. As a friend, it is natural to do what you say.”

Luo Yuehua is not a brainless half-devil. Hearing what Ji Yujin said, he knew that Ji Yujin must have sensed something was wrong, and what Ji Yujin meant inside and outside the words was that this woman knew the boss Yes, so Luo Yuehua immediately followed up and said, "It's like this, that's why we want to take a look, and it's also out of concern."

At the same time, because Tan Shaomo's revealed cultivation level at this time is only at the Golden Core stage, which is lower than Luo Yuehua and Ji Yujin, Luo Yuehua secretly sent a sound transmission to Ji Yujin's spiritual consciousness: "This girl Tan It looks like someone who is talking about the big brother, but when he left a message in the private post, the big guy never mentioned that he would keep someone..."

Tan Shaomo, who successfully concealed his true identity, listened to Luo Yuehua's voice transmission verbatim, so he guessed that the boss Tan they were talking about should be himself, and what is the private post?That seemed to be the clue to his missing memory.

So, Tan Shaomo poured himself a glass of Ying juice, and said slowly: "Tan Shaomo is my brother, because my brother can't use Yuntan where he is now, and he doesn't have time to tell you in a private post. He told me about the private posts, but he couldn't open the permissions, and I just came to Xiaoji's side not long ago, and I didn't have time to ask you about the private posts permission, so please pull me in."

A passage was so flawless that Tan Shaomo praised his wit.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yuehua and Ji Yujin looked at Tan Shaomo, the matter of private posts, and the matter of authority, it seemed that they really thought too much, especially when they saw Tan Shaomo's new appearance as if he had just Not long after I bought Yuntan, the doubts in my heart were gradually dispelled, so I dragged Tan Shaomo into the private post.

Tan Shaomo was not in a hurry to read the post, instead he started chatting with Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua as if he was homely. After chatting for a while, Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua were completely relieved, and they started to chat with each other. Farewell, after all, they are very busy!

As soon as they left, Tan Shaomo quickly opened the private post, with a faint feeling of bad premonition.

Xiao Ji on the [-]th floor is so cute: After reading "How to Make Cubs Feel Dependent on Himself" today, I think it is very suitable for me and Xiao Ji. Xiao Ji is like a cub who needs to rely on, so cute.

The little Ji on the [-]th floor is so cute: Xiao Ji doesn't mess around with spirit stones. When he sees what he likes, he just looks at it. He doesn't buy spirit stones if he likes them. He is really a cute and sensible cub.

Xiao Ji on the [-]th floor is really cute; raising a child is indeed not easy, Xiao Ji is very emotional, she often reads the script and then sinks into it, and then cries, it is difficult to comfort her with tricks.

Xiaoji on the 620th floor is so cute: Xiaoji's self-discipline is getting better little by little. Compared with the previous three days of fishing and two days of surfing the net in academic methods, he is now much more self-conscious, which is very good.

... After reading the entire post, Tan Shaomo was in a complicated mood. Did he raise his little Taoist companion as a cub before?So Xiaoji clings to him so much, and relies on him so much, is it really raised by him?Not because you like him?

Thinking of the indescribable obscenity of my own young Taoist companions and the indescribable obscenities in my writing of Xiao Huangwen, and thinking of his saying that "the relationship between master and apprentice is impossible, and the relationship between father and son does not exist", it seems like I am slapping myself in the face, Then I thought about posting a post asking why the little Taoist couple didn't take the initiative to kiss him.

Suddenly, Tan Shaomo felt as if he was a beast. He couldn't control his unspeakable thoughts about the cubs he raised. How stupid.

However, when Da Ziji rubbed his eyes, he walked out of the room with bare white feet, and softly called out to him, "Ah Mo... I didn't see you when I woke up, so I thought you were gone." ..."

Tan Shaomo's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that those white and tender feet were stepping on his heart, so soft and light, that he couldn't help but spurn himself, and at the same time, he was willing to just go down like a beast.

The boss who spurned him, hugged Daziji, who was still a little sleepy, onto his lap, and then with a soft white cloth in his hand, he wiped Daziji's feet naturally, with gentle movements .

Then Tan Shaomo lowered his head and softly asked Zi Ji: "Has Xiao Ji had enough sleep? You also coded this morning, what would you like to have for dinner? I see someone at Yuntan suggested it at Shi Sanxuan's house." New dishes, I have made the Fuding pork slices and boiled cabbage written in your storybook, do you want to try it?"

The answer is Jiwo nodded in Tan Shaomo's arms. He hasn't slept so deeply for a long time. When he woke up, Tan Shaomo had already put him on the round chair, squatted down, put his shoes on, and Tan Shaomo Mo's head was lowered very low, as if he could feel Tan Shaomo's exhaled heat on the instep, and An Ziji couldn't help shrinking his toes, but then his feet were tightly clenched.

Tan Shaomo lowered his head, answering Ziji couldn't see his expression, but he could hear Tan Shaomo's doting tone: "You're so naughty, don't move."

Answer Ji's body froze, a numbness rushed from the soles of his feet to his heart, leaving him defenseless, his eyes wanted to move, but he couldn't help staring at the top of Tan Shaomo's head.

Shi Sanxuan, because the new dishes are out, there is a long queue at the door right now.

Shi Sanxuan thoughtfully provided a small horse with a formation that could never be taken away by others. Those who lined up could sit and wait. They also provided free drinks and fruit plates. The giant video-on-demand stone is placed so that people in line can watch it without affecting pedestrians on the main road.

The play on the on-demand stone is the penultimate act of "The Domineering Immortal Falls in Love with Me". At this time, the fairy in the on-demand stone has handsome eyebrows and cold temperament, but he softens his eyebrows and eyes when facing the heroine, as gentle as water.

Answering Ziji and Tan Shaomo were also sitting in line at the pony, perhaps because it happened to be "The Overbearing Immortal Falls in Love with Me", the two girls in front of them started talking about typewriters with great interest.

Wearing a flowing cloud bun and wearing a long pink dress, the girl with fair skin and delicate features said, "Have you read the new volume of the typewriter two days ago?"

The girl next to her has a baby face and looks a bit immature, but her voice is very charming: "After looking at it, I think the typewriter must have grown up in a very warm family, with a very good family. He cares about his parents so much that he can write these stories."

"Not necessarily, maybe, it's because I don't have such a family relationship that I yearn for?" The pretty girl retorted, "But no matter what, I hope that the typewriter will be happy, and maybe I can add more when I am happy. , Thinking about it makes me happy!"

Hearing what they said, Answer Ziji smiled on his face, but shook his head in his heart. They all guessed wrong. He did not have parents, but he had Ah Mo. He did not write such a story because he yearned for family affection. , but because of Ah Mo, he felt what tenderness and warmth are, so he wanted to pass this warmth to every reader in a thousand ways.

Tan Shaomo looked at Da Ziji's smiling face, but somehow understood why he wanted to raise Da Ziji like a cub in the past.

Some people just make people involuntarily want to care for him, want to hold him in the palm of his hand, want to bring him up, but don't want to see him get hurt a little bit.

And the new volume of stories that caused the two girls to feel so emotional also triggered many people's discussions about family affection in this volume of stories.

When Jiang Deng brought Sister Mei to Po Meng, he looked at Sister Mei's relieved expression, with a bright smile of relief, and instantly felt that Sister Mei was quite pretty. After Sister Mei entered reincarnation, Jiang Deng asked Po Meng : "Meng Po, Meng Po, will Sister Mei have a good time in her next life?"

Po Meng looked leisurely at the large expanse of bright red Bianhua flowers not far away, and said, "Whether you are happy or not depends not on reincarnation, but on her own life. I can only say that she was reincarnated in the realm of comprehension. As the daughter of an elder from a small sect, she thinks her life will not be bad, but whether she is happy or not depends on herself."

Jiang Deng nodded thoughtfully, then smiled at Granny Meng and said, "Grandma Meng, I find that I like being a guide more and more?"

"Oh? Don't you think it's troublesome to be followed by wandering souls?" Meng Po joked, "Why do you like it more and more?"

"Sometimes I might find it troublesome." Jiang Deng scratched his head, "I can't say why I like it, but I just think it's good anyway."

Granny Meng smiled, and touched Jiang Deng's head: "I am also like this, enjoying the life now more and more, seeing them either cynical, unwilling, or very reluctant to come to Here I am, and then I drank the soup I made, and finally opened their new life like a blank sheet of paper, I am their end and their starting point."

Jiang Deng nodded, and Granny Meng said again: "Okay, don't think too much, just now your black and white brother came to ask if you came back?"

"That's right! I have something to ask them too!" Jiang Deng slapped his head, waved to Po Meng, and then ran away without a trace.

I saw Heiwuchang coming from Jiang Deng from afar, waved at Jiang Deng, and when I saw Jiang Deng, I saw a little ink blue hanging on Jiang Deng's body, and frowned: "Little Deng, come here .”

Jiang Deng got close to Hei Wuchang, and then felt a pain in his fart. Jiang Deng covered his fart and jumped away with a "bass--": "Wow! Don't bring such a bully!"

Bai Wuchang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "Hahahaha, Xiaodeng, your brother is helping you, you have wronged him."

Hearing the words, Jiang Deng looked at Hei Wuchang's relieved look, and realized that he might have misunderstood. Then Jiang Deng laughed and asked, "What's going on?"

Hei Wuchang stretched out his hand, and there was a small dark blue light floating in the palm of his hand. Hei Wuchang explained: "This is the ghost chasing charm that was pasted on your body. As long as you appear in the lower three realms, you will be able to perceive it." Where."

Jiang Deng was taken aback for a moment, then realized, and said angrily, "I know! It must have been done by that fortune teller! This time I went to Mortal World, I met a fortune teller with spiritual energy, and I know you, I asked I asked him something, and he said that he would pay him after he finished answering, and he will take the reward later, it must be him!"

After hearing this, Bai Wuchang asked, "What does the fortune teller you see look like? Isn't it pretty, but is holding a torn white cloth with 'Fortune Telling' written on it?"

Jiang Deng nodded sharply, and then heard Hei Wuchang say: "It really is him, Bai Wuchang and I are going to tell you that this person wants you to be careful."

"Is he powerful? Is he dangerous? Is he bad?" Jiang Deng asked.

Bai Wuchang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "It's powerful and dangerous, but it's not bad. It's still a person who suits my taste."

Hei Wuchang followed up and said: "It's not a bad guy, but it's very troublesome. He wants to break the secret, so he always wants to figure out the six ways of reincarnation, and he is very capable. When Brother Bai and I are fascinated, he is often surrounded by him. Sometimes he will help We, sometimes he will help those who are seduced, and the bull-headed horse-face has also met him."

Bai Wuchang went on to say: "Besides, Hei Di and I couldn't beat him together, but Niutou and Ma Mian could barely beat him together. When he helps you, it really makes you feel relaxed. He's making trouble. At that time, it was really a big head, and I almost delayed my soul reincarnation a few times."

Jiang Deng silently labeled this person a "troublesome person who will run away when he sees him", and then asked, "Then do you know what the compensation he usually asks for?"

Hei Wuchang shook his head: "You can't tell, what he wants is different every time, sometimes it's a disturbance, sometimes it's a fight, anyway, just be careful yourself and try to avoid dealing with him as much as possible."

"Here, this is for you." Bai Wuchang smiled and took out a thin outer shirt, "You put it on, and next time this kind of ghost chasing charm will not be able to stick on you, even if it does, you will If you realize right away that you can’t remove it by yourself, you can just come back and ask us for help.”

Jiang Deng nodded, Dang even put it on, and then Jiang Deng eagerly wanted to try it: "Thank you~ I'll go first, and I'll bring you almond cakes later."

Then, Jiang Deng never expected that as soon as he got out of the gate of hell, he bumped into him. Looking at the back of the fortune teller, Jiang Deng slowly turned sideways, silently saying "I can't see me, I can't see me", and wanted to sneak away. Before taking two steps, Jiang Deng felt that his whole ghost was being carried, he was simply bullying ghosts lightly!

"What? You didn't say hello when you saw me?" The fortune-teller chuckled, seeing the shivering look of the kid in his hand, it was a little funny.

Jiang Deng twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a "hehe" smile, and then said very "naturally", "How can I, I just walked directly in this direction, and I didn't see you at all."

The fortune teller let out an "oh", then put down Jiang Deng and said, "Remember, my name is Chen Qi next time, remember to say hello next time I see you, otherwise... okay, where are you going this time, I'll follow You go and see."

Jiang Deng waved his hand: "Brother Chen Qi, don't bother you, I just wander around."

How could Chen Qi fail to see Jiang Deng's dodge, but who is Chen Qi?

The "Great Guider" Jiang Deng resisted the urge to escape directly to the underworld, and silently said to himself, isn't he just a person, what are you afraid of!

Then Jiang Deng really tried his best to see Chen Qi as nothing and walked around as usual. After Jiang Deng walked around for a while, there was a male wandering soul with a long beard who looked rough and a very kind and gentle man. The female wandering souls floated towards Jiang Deng together, Jiang Deng couldn't help being surprised, this was the first time he saw two wandering souls together!

Jiang Deng looked at the two wandering souls who looked like a couple. After seeing Jiang Deng, the rough-looking male wandering soul gestured and asked, "Have you seen our little treasure? Little treasure already has so high?"

Hearing this, Jiang Deng thought that the couple was looking for their own child, and their child was about in their teens, Jiang Deng shook his head, and then said: "I didn't see it, it's because you didn't find your child So have you stayed here all this time?"

The female wandering soul nodded when she heard the words, with some regret on her face: "There is no Xiaobao in our village, and there is no Xiaobao in the big city. My husband and I have forgotten how we died, but Xiaobao has been with us all the time. Together, Xiaobao is also very obedient, why can't I find him?"

Jiang Deng quickly analyzed that they had forgotten their memories before death and only remembered Xiaobao, so they were very worried whether Xiaobao had died too. Jiang Deng thought that he would write down their birthdays and go back to the underworld. Ask Yan Luo Wang, Yan Luo Wang should be able to see whether their little treasure is alive or dead by checking the birth date, and just wanted to ask the two wandering souls and so on.

Chen Qi opened his mouth and said to him: "I am a fortune teller, so I can see that their lives and deaths are related to their children. In other words, the reason why they will die is because of their children."

Chen Qi used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the sound, so the wandering souls of the male and female did not hear Chen Qi's words. Jiang Deng was a little surprised when he heard the words, and asked the wandering souls of the couple suspiciously: "Do you remember anything?"

After hearing this, the male wandering soul showed tenderness and chatter that was different from his rough appearance: "Our little treasure has seven moles on the soles of his feet, with a big dipper growing on them. Our little treasure has been smart since he was a child, and he can read words quickly. Our little treasure's mouth It's so sweet, and also very well-behaved, the teachers in the private school all praised us Xiaobao as going to be a high-ranking official in the future, our Xiaobao..."

From time to time, the female wandering soul added a few sentences: "No, a few times when my husband and I quarreled, Xiaobao would pat his chest and say, mother and father, don't quarrel, it hurts here..."

Jiang Deng heard the couple boasting about their child for three days and three nights, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, and then Chen Qi said via voice transmission: "Then can you figure out that their child is still alive?"

Chen Qi nodded and said, "He's still alive."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Deng to show a happy smile, he continued, "But in the ghost world, he is the king of ghosts."

Still alive in the ghost world, and dead in the ghost world are two different concepts. The former is originally a ghost, and the latter is reincarnated to the ghost world. The lower three worlds have their own worlds except the underworld and some special fortune-tellers. It is impossible for ordinary ghosts, ordinary demons, or ordinary people to cross the border, and the wandering couple in front of them were obviously mortals before they were alive. How could two mortals give birth to ghosts?

Unless the child is not their own, but obviously the only memory left by this couple is the well-behaved little treasure.

Jiang Deng reached out and quickly boiled the Wangchuan soup. Maybe the truth about the child they forgot was the reason why they died.

"After drinking this, you can think of the most important things and people in your life, and maybe you can remember where your little treasure went and why you can't find it." Jiang Deng fed the two Wangchuan soup, and the two quickly fainted.

After Jiang Deng settled the two of them, he heard Chen Qi ask: "This Wangchuan soup, can I drink it?"

Jiang Deng shook his head: "You are a living soul and cannot drink. Drinking it is like drinking water. It is useless."

Chen Qi nodded, then stretched out a hand: "Give me a bowl to taste."

Jiang Deng ignored Chen Qi. He didn't know if drinking the living soul would have any messy effects. After a while, Youhun and his wife woke up. Leng.

The male wandering soul smiled and said: "I remembered Xiaobao's birthday again, it was the seventh day of July, and I had forgotten it before."

The female wandering soul thanked Jiang Deng, and then said: "In addition to sweet and sour pork ribs, hot and sour chicken offal, Xiaobao also likes to eat tender bamboo shoots. I forgot this before."

Jiang Deng never thought of the most important thing to them, so he couldn't help saying truthfully: "Your little treasure is still alive, but you can't see him anymore."

"Really? Where is our Little Treasure? We don't see him often, so we can leave with peace of mind when we see him." The female wandering soul said hurriedly, and the male wandering soul also nodded.

Speaking of which, the two wandering souls actually knelt down in front of Jiang Deng, kowtowed and said: "God, let us meet Xiaobao, I beg the god!"

Jiang Deng quickly helped up the two wandering souls and said, "I'm not a god, I'm responsible for taking you to reincarnation."

The two wandering souls were supported to stand up, with expressions full of hope on their faces, Jiang Deng couldn't help but wonder: "Your little treasure is in the ghost world, I guarantee he is still alive, you can't go to the ghost world, So I can't see him."

The two wandering souls fell silent after hearing this, and after a while, the male wandering soul asked: "Then can you go to that ghost world?"

Jiang Deng nodded, the two wandering souls looked at each other, and then the male wandering soul sighed and said, "It's good to be alive, to be alive, what does the ghost world look like? Is the place where you live comfortable? Can you go to Have a look at him? Help us see if he is living well, if he has forgotten to eat, how tall he is now, and is he still sleeping at night? Has he got a wife? We will wait for you here, okay?"

As if afraid that Jiang Deng would disagree, the female wandering soul immediately said: "If you find it troublesome, just take a look at it, just take a look and tell us what he looks like now."

Their souls are about to disperse, but what they are thinking about is always thinking about whether the children they have raised are doing well, and the earnestness with tears in their eyes makes them almost want Jiang Deng to take them to the ghost world for a moment, but even Jiang Deng shared Yin Qi with them, and they couldn't bear it because they had been wandering for too long.

Jiang Deng nodded: "You wait for me here, I will be back soon."

Then Jiang Deng drew a circle for the couple's wandering souls, and quickly floated in the direction of the ghost world. Chen Qi followed, seemingly with ease: "Guide, do you want them to go to the underworld willingly? Just knock them out Can't they? For example, when they faint after drinking Wangchuan soup, wouldn't it be convenient to take them directly to the underworld?"

Jiang Deng floated while setting his position. When Youhun and his wife woke up, he followed Chen Qi's instructions and calculated the couple's birthdays. Those who had any relationship with the Mortal Realm would soon be able to count. come out.

Hearing Chen Qi's words, Jiang Deng shook his head: "Convenience is convenience, but in that case, they are also very likely to be wiped out on the Naihe Bridge, or refuse to drink Mengpo soup, and stay in the underworld until their souls dissipate. What's the use of such words?"

When Jiang Deng found Xiaobao, the ghost king, Xiaobao was playing with a pair of safety buckles in his hands, and he was taken aback when he saw Jiang Deng: "Bold! Where are you, little ghost?"

Jiang Deng didn't care, and the fast Wandering Soul couple had been thinking about him and said: "They have been waiting for you, even if they will be wiped out, they also want to see you, and then knelt down and begged me to take them Seeing you, because their souls can no longer bear the cross-border, and they begged me to take a look at you for them, to see how you are doing, how are you, how are you doing?"

Little Treasure's eyes suddenly turned red when he heard the words: "Why are they so stupid? What do I have for them to worry about? Obviously I killed them!"

The Ghost King Xiaobao was originally just a little ghost, and after he practiced diligently to become a ghost general, he was plotted against by other ghosts and fled to the mortal world with serious injuries. When he woke up in the mortal world, he was only two years old The child was so big, and then he was picked up by a couple and raised.

He always looked down on ordinary people, but when the couple coaxed him to eat, spanked him when he was misbehaving, and slapped him fiercely, they cooked him a table of his favorite dishes. Praising him as the smartest will teach him not to be complacent...

He is a hundred-year-old ghost, but he can't help being a child honestly and honestly. He will feel happy when he smiles sincerely because of a compliment from them, and he will also feel impatient because of their non-stop chanting.

Once, he was very impressed. At that time, he looked like a mortal child at the age of eight or nine. He followed a few older children to touch the snails in the pond at the entrance of the village. A few mortal children were competing, and he was full of thoughts about whether he could touch a little more, so that he would be praised by his father and mother for being capable, and then he forgot his shape for a while, and just stayed at the bottom of the pond as a ghost, completely forgetting about it. It is impossible for a mortal child to hold his breath for such a long time.

When he went ashore, he was carrying a basket of fresh fish, and saw his father and mother hurrying up not far away with anxious expressions on their faces. It was the first time his parents got so angry. Shouted fiercely at him: "Kneel down!"

He knelt down on the ground with a dazed expression, and the rattan whipped his body hard. He didn't feel pain, but he felt aggrieved: "Why hit me! I obviously touched so much meat!"

"Disobedient! Didn't you say you can't go to a dangerous place? Why are you so disobedient?!" His father gave another slap when he heard the words. He wanted to refute something, but he felt hot tears falling down his back. Looking up, I saw my mother who was shaking from crying, and my father who was beating him with a cane but his eyes were red.

That night, when he was lying on the bed, his mother cried and wiped his wound, saying: "Your father is really, he is too cruel, Xiaobao, don't blame him, Da Mao and the others came to say today When we were in Baoshen Pond, your father and I were terrified, your father was so big, his hand with the hoe was shaking."

From that day on, he never did anything out of the ordinary. He didn't want his mother and father to cry again.

As time went by, he wondered if he should get married when he grows up, and provide for his parents to take care of him. Until one day his long-lost enemy killed him, but before he could fight back, his father and mother stood in his way. In front of him, shouted to him: "Little Treasure, run!"

In just a split second, he saw the blow that should have landed on him, causing his father and mother to fall to the ground and die. He went back and became the king of ghosts, but stayed in the ghost world and never left until He heard a little ghost say to him: "Even if they will be wiped out, they still want to see you again."

He who is famous in the Western Regions of Ghost Realm said cautiously: "Can you take me to meet them? If they know that I am not human, would they still want to see me?"

Jiang Deng nodded and said firmly, "No matter what you look like, you are their child."

The author has something to say: the poem describing the ancestor of Tianyuan "Don't talk about women are not British things, and sing on the wall of Longquan every night", which is quoted from Qiu Jin's "Partridge Sky: The Motherland Is Sinking" means don't talk about women If you can't become a hero, the Longquan sword hanging on the wall screams injustice every night.

"I'm sorry to be born a woman" in yesterday's chapter was adapted from Taro Terajuuchi's famous saying "I'm sorry to be born as a human", and I originally wanted to write "I'm sorry to be born a woman in the world" "However, there was an ancient group portrait of women whose description was not very good, so it was deleted.In addition, I always thought that this was said by Osamu Dazai, but after reading the big hints in the comments, I realized that Mr. Osamu Dazai was also quoted.

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