(1) Boss Wen and Little Fatty
Half a year later, Nianda said goodbye to Boss Wen, settled the money for the hotel, and was ready to return to Fuyao Mountain. Boss Wen's surname was Wen Jing, and he was the broken inn owner who was born with a big waist and a big waist. After passing darts, he was full of the arrogance of running around the rivers and lakes, and he could eat eight big steamed buns in one meal.
The farewell scene of the two was without any sadness, because the third friend present was too good to mix.
This friend is only three feet tall, and his deciduous teeth have just grown together. At first glance, the difference between the length and width is not big. When encountering a steep slope, you don't have to walk hard. You can just roll on the spot. Heartbroken, weeping sadly, "My lady is not leaving!"
This little friend has countless mothers, ranging from men, women and children. Among them, there is one biological mother, and the rest are recognized by himself - whoever feeds him, he will call whoever is a mother.
Boss Wen covered one ear and roared at Nian Da, "Didn't you say you're here to find someone? Well, find a way to make this ghastly thing stop howling!"
Nian Da raised his voice and tried to cover the piercing cries of the brat, and shouted, "Get him a candy!"
Boss Wen said, "Where the hell am I going to find candy!"
Said, he entered the house angrily, pulled out a piece of braised duck neck from the kitchen, and roughly stuffed it into the chubby mouth: "Eat, eat, eat!"
The little fat man tapped his mouth and tasted something, and suddenly he was no longer interested in Nian Da, and squatted aside and nibbled quietly.
Boss Wen looked at Little Fatty in dismay and asked, "Is he the one you're looking for?"
The old face was ashamed.
Boss Wen: "Yes, I've heard that your cultivators pay attention to reincarnation, but your fellow Daoist didn't practice pot belly exercises in your past life, right?"
Years old: ""
Although it is not in the middle, it is not far away.
The reincarnated child who had practiced pot belly kung fu gave Boss Wen a toothless smile, ran up to him with a duck neck in his mouth, and shouted crisply on his back, "Mother!"
Boss Wen said expressionlessly: "Go away!"
After scolding, Boss Wen seemed to suddenly feel a little emotional, and said: "Speaking of reincarnation, I have traveled to many places since I was sensible, and I felt that something was wrong when I went to the East China Sea. I feel like I’m going home. I heard that there were many monks in the East China Sea area a hundred years ago, you think I’m not the reincarnation of someone else, right?”
Nian Da listened to it and asked tentatively, "Does Boss Wen also want to ask immortals? Why don't I introduce you?"
"Hey, that's what I said," Boss Wen waved his hand and casually touched Little Fatty's big bald scoop, "I feel that even if I cultivate, I won't be able to do much, so after I finish my studies, I still want to start a small school. The owner of the inn, just like now, you always take off your pants and fart when you repair - okay, I stabilized this ancestor for you, you can go, see you by fate."
Nian Da took a deep look at the little fat pier, and finally left without saying anything.
He had come to think of taking Nian Mingming's reincarnation away, but when he saw that the little fat man had no worries about food and clothing in this life, he had both parents, and he was like a fish in water in the streets, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless.
I think for Nian Mingming, flying in the sky and escaping the ground may not be as happy as squatting on the ground and nibbling on the neck of a braised duck, right
Why bother him
(2) Portrait
It was said that after many incidents were settled, everyone returned to Fuyao Mountain and finally settled down. Yan Zhengming ordered people to move some things back from Fuyao Villa one after another.
After a long time, there will be more clutter, and Sect Master Yan is not a particularly organized person. He doesn't remember what mess he has ever had. He is too lazy to clean up, so he sends Cheng Qian to go. After a while, a dozen portraits were dug out—his own.
Yan Zhengming painted countless portraits of Cheng Qian in those days, and most of them were destroyed on the spot because of sadness.
The more Cheng Qian looked, the more he liked it, so he just kept it silently, and then he remembered, Master Tong Ru had not had time to leave a portrait, but Master had one, but he was destroyed by himself, not to mention the fact that he was always there from beginning to end. When a tragedy happened, the teacher Jiang Peng became sexual and wanted to make up for the ancestors.
Cheng Qian's calligraphy is very skillful, but he is not very good at painting, so he ran to ask the head master to do it.
Sect Master Yan listened, and with a reserved stroke, he hooked his fingers and asked him to come over with the dignified feeling of a gentleman. He put forward some unreasonable and obscene conditions, and performed it for Cheng Qian. What a beast with a crown.
Cheng Qian immediately decided to let him stay where it was cool, and immediately blasted the head out of Qing'an Residence.
In the end, he had to make do with the second senior brother, Li Yun readily agreed, and brought a little junior sister who loved to join in the fun, and splashed ink on the penultimate floor of the ninth-floor prayer building.
During the period, the industrious little junior sister rolled up her sleeves, cleaned the penultimate layer of the dust accumulated all the year round from beginning to end, and shook off every portrait of the ancestors, so that she could clean it up.
Suddenly, Shuideng exclaimed: "Yeah, Second Senior Brother!"
Li Yun worked hard on the paper according to Cheng Qian's description, and the painting was in full swing, without raising his head: "What are you doing?"
"You are painting! Little Senior Brother, look!" Shuideng unfolded a portrait that had turned yellow over the years. The senior on the painting was slovenly, with long hair scattered, revealing a small white face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Those facial features were clearly Li Yun is alive.
Cheng Qian looked at it again, and it was clearly written below: Wen Zhu, who was a disciple of the Fuyao sect in a certain year and month, was a disciple of a certain generation. There is a pair of Jiulianhuan around him, so he is called "Nine-Chained Ring" to enter the Dao.
In the inheritance of the Fuyao School, the old senior seemed to have mentioned to Yan Zhengming that the ancestor of Fuyao had "entered the Dao with nine series", and also handed the senior's handbook to Li Yun.
So it just goes back to the original owner
After a long time of trouble, there was only one person in Qiangu Jiulian.
The second senior brother of the thousand-year-old became several masterpieces, and was seen by Yan Zhengming, who came to hear the news.
Yan Zhengming looked at him for a long time, and gave a fair comment: "Second Junior Brother, you can rest for a while, don't bully your master and destroy your ancestors."
Li Yun refused to accept it, and continued to wave Danqing, and painted a picture of Han Yuan in the southern border. One year, he took it to the Mid-Autumn Festival and showed it to Han Yuan with great interest.
After seeing it, Han Yuan felt that his former classmates had been completely shattered, and remembering that he had not been deceived by a real keel so far, he suddenly decided to count the old and new hatred together, and chased Li Yun all the way to the southern border. More to come.
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