Qin Xiaobao saw that his mother was holding him for less than three minutes and was about to leave. He really came and went in a hurry, his little nose couldn't help but feel a little sour, but he still let go of his mother sensiblely.
It's just that although the sensible person didn't continue to pester his mother, Qin Xiaobao didn't get up and leave the room to go back to sleep. Instead, he kept staring at his mother, for fear of missing a detail.
He gestured to Feng Xi that he was not tired, do you need his help
After receiving Qin Xiaobao's message, Feng Xi didn't refuse, and he didn't know when she would come back next time, so it was a great comfort to Feng Xi to be able to accompany her for a while longer.
"Maybe you may have seen the thing that mother wants to take. It is a magic weapon handed down by our Feng family. It is used to suppress demons and evil spirits. I have caught monsters that are difficult to deal with before. Cultivation! You have been exposed to these all the time, do you still remember that little tower-like thing?"
As she said that, Feng Xi gestured to the shape of the magic tool she said, "It looks like a mini version of the Leifeng Pagoda? But they have different shapes..."
Feng Xi saw that Qin Xiaobao didn't respond, and asked with some uncertainty: "It's similar to Leifeng Pagoda, you understand, son?"
Qin Xiaobao...
He didn't understand it very well, and he had never seen such a magic weapon in the Feng family, so he shook his head, and then he was sure that the Feng family he had seen did not have such a thing.
Feng Xi was always looking at his son by his side, and asked casually, never thinking about what questions his son could answer. After all, his son is still young and can't read all the words, let alone the books on the Feng Shui secret art of Feng's family and a series of questions. Stack weapons!
So when Qin Xiaobao replied that Feng's family didn't have such a thing, Feng Xi didn't care, "You are still young, so you don't remember well. Before you were born, mother often used it to help me with some tricky things. "
"It's just that I'm a mortal after all. As time goes by, I find that I'm unable to control this demon tower. Maybe it's because I'm getting old. I remember when your mother took it with me to brave the seventy-two illusions to save you, Aunt Hua Sheng." What! Although it was thrilling at that time, your mother and I were really majestic. The ancestors of our family said that I was the most potential mortal.
"Cough... What do I tell you these things, the hero doesn't mention the bravery back then!"
When Feng Xi said this, he was rarely embarrassed in front of his son, and then continued to rummage: "Later, because it was not easy to control, I was worried about causing any trouble, so I temporarily sealed it up. It will be a mess outside, after much deliberation , I still had to activate it, so I was in a hurry to take it, but it was strange... I remember I put all the magic tools under the ancestor altar, why couldn't I find them... "
Feng Xi continued to rummage while searching, Qin Xiaobao looked at the living room messed up by his mother, and struggled for a moment, he wanted to tidy it up, the last thing he saw was that the things in the house were misplaced...
But Qin Xiaobao could tell what was going on now, resisted his impulse to generalize, and grabbed his mother's hand to continue searching.
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Looking around, he said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry son, mom must be careful next time, don't mess up the house, just bear with it for a while, and mom will find you soon."
With that said, Feng Xi speeded up the search, but Qin Xiaobao's hand firmly stopped her, as if he couldn't wait