Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

Grandpa waved his hand, not wanting to talk about the three major families, he said: "Xiaofeng, if someone from the three major families comes to you one day, you must not believe it, we are just ordinary people, don't get involved in Taoist affairs."

Little Bee wondered if Grandpa knew that I was the heir, would he faint immediately...

In order to comfort the old man, he had no choice but to agree.

Fan Canghai had no time to care about the three major families. He asked the old man: "It's not a bad thing to be in a corner. However, our village is primitive and closed, and most of the young people have gone out, leaving the old, young, women and children. Is it going well for so many years?"

Hearing the big monk's question, grandpa thought of the strange big belly of the little bee, and felt a little suspicious, so he decided to chatter with Fan Canghai: "Little Fan, you are a monk, and you must see some things more clearly than the old man. A few years ago, there was a rat infestation in the village, and many vacant houses were full of rats, which is very alarming. After a long time of trouble, the crops have been gnawed to nothing!"

Speaking of these past events, the old man sighed, and the little bee reached out to hold Grandpa's hand. He also experienced those years himself.

Grandpa said: "At that time, Xiaofeng was only 7 or 8 years old. His mother disappeared and no one took him with him, so he had to come back to me."

The little bee lowered her head in shame.

"But there was still a rat problem at that time, and the number of rats that could not be poisoned by any medicine was astonishing. Everyone planned to give up this village, but giving up would be equivalent to being homeless. How can we rural people afford to lose? ah!"

"What happened later? How did you get rid of them?" Fan Canghai asked.

"It became a bit miraculous later. In the second year of the rat plague, an old couple came to the village. An old man with a white beard and his wife passed by our village and asked if they could be taken in. The village chief advised them to leave as soon as possible. , the rats in the village did evil, and people couldn't live anymore. But the old couple did not leave, but lived in the mountains and forests, and disappeared as soon as they entered. I never saw them again, but the strange thing is that they never left Since that day, the number of rats in the village has gradually decreased! In just half a month, not a single rat was seen in those vacant houses! Do you think it’s strange?

Everyone thinks that the white-bearded old man must be some fairy family who came here to help us!The village head organized people to go up the mountain to look for their couple, but they couldn't find them no matter how hard they looked!It is said that this fairy does not leave a name for his good deeds, and we don't even know his name. "

Unexpectedly, a rat plague came and went in a strange way, and no one could prove that it was a good thing done by the old man with white beard.The villagers are willing to believe that he is a fairy, and they are just looking for a spiritual sustenance.

But that forest, in Fan Canghai's view, was indeed a bit strange.The primitive mountain forest is lush and lush, how many mysteries are hidden in it?

A few people who went to the market came back, and Xiaoyou was missing.

As soon as Han Yufei entered the door, he looked at the little bee, obviously noticing the weird belly, and then looked at Fan Canghai, and then chose to turn a blind eye and sit quietly aside.

Mo Xi excitedly handed a mobile phone to Little Bee, and said, "I'll give you the mobile phone of Little Bee, teach me how to play!"

"It's so big and beautiful! How much is it?" Little Bee's previous mobile phones cost several hundred yuan, and she has never played such a high-end one.

"I don't know..." Mo Xi naturally didn't know the money Xiaoyou paid.

Ma Yan said, "Two mobile phones for 3000 yuan."

"Wow! How rich! It's the first time in my life that I use a mobile phone worth [-] yuan!" The little bee shouted exaggeratedly.

Fan Canghai laughed for no reason.

"Thank you, Father of the Fund!" The little bee kissed Fan Canghai in a very foreign style, and the happy look had long forgotten the fear of the big belly just now.

"Little bee, teach me how to play!" Mo Xi couldn't wait any longer. He had been raised by Fan Canghai, so he couldn't understand the excitement of little bee.

So the two men who looked exactly the same paddled and paddled there, watching videos with streaming data, and burst out laughing from time to time.

Grandpa looked at the two of them from the side, thoughtful.

The weather didn't continue to deteriorate, the dark cloud dispersed, and Fan Canghai's thought of crossing the catastrophe did not proceed.

Originally, it was none of his business for other creatures to practice crossing the catastrophe. Any creature has the right to practice crossing the catastrophe by its own efforts.But it happened that the origin of the monster in Little Bee's belly was unknown, and he already had half a guess in his mind, so he paid close attention to the whole story of this catastrophe.

But as the food intake of the little bee increased, the monster in the belly began to grow again.

Everyone looked very curious, only Fan Canghai and Han Yufei remained calm.

The little bee was looked at by everyone as embarrassed. A man with a fetus in his womb was quite awkward.

Xiaoyou was even more straightforward: "Whose child are you pregnant with?"

"You fuck off."

Xiaoyou, who was wearing a black hat, glanced at Fan Canghai intentionally or unintentionally, and muttered: "No matter how good the technique is, there is no way to make a man pregnant!"

"What did you say?" The little bee felt that there was something in his words.

"No... nothing..."

Fearing that something might happen to the little bee at night, Fan Canghai let him sleep on a straw mat in the living room, and he stood by to watch.

"Fan Canghai, you can't fall asleep looking at me like this..."

Fan Canghai, who was meditating on the far seat, opened his eyes and said, "I didn't look at you."

"Anyway, I don't feel comfortable sitting there..."

"...how do you feel comfortable?"

Little Bee propped her elbows on the side of her head, looked at him with a smile, hooked her fingers, with a charming expression on her face.

Mo Xi had never left Fan Canghai's side since he was a child, and suddenly he slept until midnight and found no one around him, and his elder brother Canghai went somewhere.

He closed his eyes and whispered: "Brother Canghai...Brother Canghai..."

No one answered him.

"Brother Canghai, where have you been? Woohoo..."

"Mo Xi..."

He heard Han Yufei's voice, by the way, his and Xiaoyou's bed is next to him!

"Brother Han, where's my brother Canghai? Where did he go?" He didn't dare to open his eyes, buried his face in the pillow until he caught a glimpse of light between his eyes.

It turned out that Han Yufei had already turned on the light and was looking at him with concern.

In the end, Han Yufei lay down next to him, and Mo Xi was tightly nestled in his arms, but he didn't fall asleep, but looked up at Brother Han from time to time.

"Why, is Mo Xi still scared?" Han Yufei smiled.

"Brother Canghai said you can't laugh, so he lied to me!"

"Brother Han..."

"Ok?"

"Moxi's name...was it you who gave it to me?"

These words seemed to touch the softest part of his heart, he raised his hand to stroke Mo Xi's white hair, and said, "Does Mo Xi like this name?"

"I like...but..."

"But what?"

"Brother Han..." Under the dim light, Mo Xi's eyes showed a hint of sadness. He has always been innocent and lively, seemingly carefree, what could make him so moved?

Han Yufei looked at him with deep eyes, carrying an eternal melancholy.

"Brother Han likes the big demon king Moxi?"

Han Yufei was startled, he didn't expect Mo Xi to ask this question!

"So...Brother Han..." Mo Xi's voice was a little choked up. This question may have troubled him for a long time, but he never mentioned it to anyone.No one thought that he had his own thoughts!

Mo Xi's name originally belonged to the son of the Great Demon King and Demon God.Han Yufei saw him at the age of 4. At that time, he was just a remnant soul, but he looked quite similar to the son of the demon god.

Han Yufei gave him the name "Mo Xi", and from then on, he was also called Mo Xi.

The spirit stone of the son of the demon god helped him to have his own body.

Everything about him belongs to the son of the demon god.

When Han Yufei looked at him, he was actually looking at the son of the demon god.

He who inherited the spirit stone, the son of the demon god, also inherited the attachment of others.

Since then, I can't find myself.

Perhaps, Han Yufei has never thought about this issue, and has already equated him with the son of the demon god, and he will not have thoughts that are different from the great demon king.Because, he is just a remnant soul, a remnant soul of the little bee.

But today, it seems that he is not the son of the demon god.

"Go to sleep, Mo Xi."

Han Yufei didn't continue talking with him. In his heart, he seemed to have reached his own conclusion.

Beginning in the early morning, the weather suddenly changed, thunder billowed, and a vicissitude was unfolding.

Fan Canghai shuttled through the woods with Mu Yunfeng on his back. He had already left the village and went to the forest.

"Are you tired Fan Canghai?" Being carried on his back all the way, the little bee felt a little sorry.

"Just your weight..."

"What, I have 1.8 meters, okay!"

"Only height, not a few taels of flesh."

"Hey, do you like fleshy meat?"

"The meaty ones are also good."

"If I eat meat again, the one in my stomach will explode! You hurry up and kill it!"

"If I could kill him easily, I wouldn't have to come out in the middle of the night behind your back."

Listening to what he said, the little bee can still understand, Fan Canghai has this strange problem, he is not willing to kill casually...

"But why do you think it is a good kind?"

"Whether it's kind or not, it can't escape my palm."

It is this kind of full confidence that makes the little bee on his back feel so safe, as if as long as he is by his side, any problems are no problem!The young man involuntarily closed his eyes, hugged him tightly, and savored the warmth of this moment carefully, no matter whether the surroundings were poor or not.

The mountain forest that has never been developed retains the most primitive features, and various plants that cannot be named are intertwined, and almost all the old trees on the top of the mountain.

Fan Canghai jumped on the densely packed tree branches, and his speed was no slower than that on the flat ground.

The thunder and lightning in the sky continued to ferment, and the dark clouds covered the moon.

This side was still running as fast as possible, and with a "crack", somewhere in the distance was struck by a swift lightning strike!

The direction of the lightning strike could not be seen in the dense forest, but the sound was heard in the northeast direction, and Fan Canghai continued to run wildly.

"Ah... my stomach hurts..." the little bee suddenly screamed.

"Hold on."

"Fan Canghai, am I... going to give birth?"

"it hurts!"

"This monster!"

Fan Canghai had no choice but to land on the ground, put him down, put his palm on his round belly, and felt the things inside moving.

"What about Fancanghai? Is it going to come out?"

Fan Canghai didn't have time to pay attention to his nonsense, and still suppressed it with five fingers as before.

The little bee recovered for a while, her face was full of panic, and she was sweating profusely.

Seeing him like this, Fan Canghai couldn't help feeling distressed, and said comfortingly, "It just wants you to go over."

"What's over there?"

"You'll know when you go."

"Is this how women give birth to children?"

Thunder and lightning fell one after another from the sky, each time becoming more intense, illuminating the entire mountain forest as bright as day.

When the eighth thunder fell, Fan Canghai finally brought the little bee to an open field.

The ground here has been scorched in large areas, and many large trees that have been chopped off are still burning.It can be seen that this place was originally a dense forest, but it was flattened by a few thunderstorms and turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"Will this fire start? The forest fire is terrible!" The little bee thought of this first.

"Let me see where the monster is."

Fan Canghai put the little bee down, let him stay in a safe place, and flew over to have a closer look.

At the focal point of Lei Huo, lay a huge mouse whose length was comparable to the height of a human.

"So, it's a mouse spirit!" Fan Canghai sighed.

This mouse spirit still had a little bit of breath left, breathing heavily on its belly.

"If you can withstand the eight thunderbolts, you can be regarded as somewhat capable."

When the mouse heard someone talking, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Fan Canghai folded his arms, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, he said, "If you pass the catastrophe, you will pass the catastrophe, why do you hurt human beings?"

The mouse didn't know whether to say it or not, but it didn't answer.

"Get out of here!"

A strange roar sounded, and a purple electric current surged towards Fan Canghai's back.

Fan Canghai still stood there, seemingly unaware of the danger behind him.

There was a sound of "chi la chi la", and the electric current hit Fan Canghai's body. The man who exerted his strength shouted triumphantly: "You ignorant junior dare to act wild here, my wife Du Jie, what are you watching here?"

The person who spoke was an old man with a white beard, his face was full of violence, as if he was afraid that Fan Canghai would fall into trouble and make up for the big mouse.

He was full of confidence in attacking, but after seeing that Fan Canghai was unscathed, he was too shocked to speak.

The electric current didn't hurt the man in white at all. He stood there fluttering, his eyes full of ridicule.

This human monk, even now, looks like an ordinary person with weak spiritual power.The old man thought he had missed just now, so he flew up and rushed towards Fan Canghai.

His long nails shone coldly like steel needles, quickly scratching at the enemy.

But Fan Canghai cut off his long nails with just a half-dodge, and the old man didn't even see clearly what weapon he was using!

"You actually hid your strength? Who are you?" the old man asked in horror.

At this time, the little bee came over from there. Seeing that there was no danger ahead, he leaned towards Fan Canghai with his big belly.

Seeing the little bee, the old man was startled, and immediately knelt down and bowed: "Brother, the old man is rude, please make amends. Please leave here quickly!"

The little bee looked at the old man and felt familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it.

"So, you did the trick? What did you give my little bee to eat?" Fan Canghai asked.