Lin Mu was stuffed with a glass of juice by the little ginseng. As soon as he took a sip, he saw Qin Chuan, who was sitting outside holding a computer, go to the ground and start rolling.
"I'm quitting!" Qin Chuan kicked his legs angrily, "Pick and choose! Don't give me my salary! I'm quitting!"
Yan Gui squatted on the ground extremely dignified, and after hearing what Qin Chuan said, he sold the Emperor Wu: "Did you know, the Emperor Wu has already found five dragon veins, and there are still two more."
Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then sat up with a "snack", his face full of surprise, he opened his mouth to ask, but after two seconds the smile on his face faded a little, and asked in a low voice: "Then... Is there any other dragon veins around him? ?"
Yan Gui glanced at Qin Chuan and said, "You think everyone is like you, like a clingy spirit."
Qin Chuan suddenly laughed and scratched his head, as if embarrassed.
He hugged the computer again, full of fighting spirit: "Come on, Party A's father!"
Lin Mu took a sip of the juice and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Get a merit collector for Nie Shen." Yan Gui said, "It's too difficult to collect merit in the Great Wilderness. It's more appropriate to build one in the Central Plains."
Lin Mu was full of question marks: "What kind of merit collector?"
Yan Gui shook his ears, not knowing how to explain.
Di Xiu knew more about the Central Plains than Yan Gui. He thought about it and gave an example: "Mumu, do you know the story of Nezha being enshrined with incense for three years?"
"I know." Lin Mu nodded, "Isn't that a film and television adaptation?"
"Not all." Di Xiu said, "There is indeed such a method."
It is true that people enjoy the incense of the world and use human beliefs and offerings to save themselves. In the early years before human technology developed, there were countless monsters who came to the Central Plains to build temples and temples.
It is to hide in the temple and spy on the wishes of human beings. If it is a good thing, go to help. When humans come to repay the wish, it is considered a merit.
Although it is tiny, it can at least guarantee that it will never be wasted.
Some of the more famous temples today were once stolen by many messy monsters.
It's just that building a temple to collect and worship incense is no longer in line with the times, and what Nie Shen has done is also a matter, so it will be much better to give Nie Shen a pronoun to concentrate his merits.
It is a temple in another sense.
"...To make it so big." Lin Mu was a little stunned, "Is it necessary?"
When he asked, Di Xiu and Yan Gui suddenly became quiet.
Lin Mu looked up at the two elders and hesitated for a moment: "Did I say something wrong?"
"No." Di Xiu gently comforted Lin Mu, raised his hand and patted his son's head, hesitant to tell Lin Mu.
"It depends on Nie Shen's attitude." Yan Gui licked his claws and said neatly, "He has the will to die."
Lin Mu bit the straw and was stunned when he heard the words: "...I think he's very happy to be wandering around today?"
"Because he has nothing to do." Yan Gui said.
He wore the face of a puppet cat, but he showed a little majesty.
"His only purpose is to force the Emperor out of the Central Plains, but we don't allow it."
Nie Shen himself had a bland attitude towards life, and the only belief that supported him to keep him from breaking down was to find the Heavenly Emperor.
The fact that the killing is so serious and still obsessed with it, and even being able to break free from the entanglement of the emperor's house's resentment, is already a very remarkable obsession.
But after coming to the Central Plains, his goal was blocked.
With surveillance and restraint on his body, Nie Shen had nowhere to go or anything to do, and he had no purpose of persevering.
If it wasn't for Yan Gui who felt that this junior was very capable and saw Nie Shen's mentality, so he handed him a rope to lead him away, Nie Shen guessed that one day he would make a desperate attempt to make trouble, and then burp in a corner with no one in.
"And he still has a lot of things he hasn't said. I don't know if he was blinded by the murder and didn't think of it for a while or what." Yan Gui stretched out his little meat pad, just about to give an example, see Lin Mu squatted down, held his little paw, and pinched it.
Yan Gui: "?"
Yan Xuanjing frowned, changed back to his little body, and pushed his father to the other side.
Yan Gui's round cat eyes looked at his son, smiled, and continued: "He never mentioned the fact that Mirage was still alive, nor about Mengze, nor did he mention how he had grievances with Emperor Wu. Get together."
After the mirage died, the fog of Mengze continued for more than ten years before dissipating. At that time, Nie Shen was definitely not a newborn baby.
He was able to say his own name and survived in a no-man's land. Although it was miserable, it also proved that he had a relative ability to protect himself.
Even Yan Xuanjing, who has been trained and thrown into it, has tried frantically on the edge of the burp countless times, not to mention the miserable half-demon.
There were a lot of things that Nie Shen didn't say in the middle. Yan Gui and Di Xiu discussed it quietly out of concern for the grievances of the Emperor Wu, and finally decided to think about this half-demon a little bit better.
It's as if he was obscured by karma, and he forgot a lot of things that shouldn't have been forgotten.
In human terms, a depressed person cannot feel happiness, forgets many beautiful things, and is blinded by emotions and memories.
Let's not talk about other things, at least let's put the matter of how he got involved with the power of Emperor Wu.
Yan Gui looked carefree, but he was quite cautious inside.
Especially now that Emperor Wu's resentment has been detained in Qingqiu Country along with his enormous power, and the person in charge of the suppression is his wife!
Yan Gui did trust his wife's ability very much, but he should still worry about it.
Resentment is a very difficult thing to deal with.
What's more, for thousands of years, who knows what new changes have been made.
If there is no change, he will not get together with Nie Shen.
If they don't know what has changed in the power of the emperor's house for thousands of years, they would rather directly blow up that power to sacrifice to the sky than touch it twice.
Anyway, the Imperial House will not have an opinion.
And now, Nie Shen, who was sent to them, had had very close contact with the power of the Emperor Wu.
That's why they came up with the idea of building a merit collector for Nie Shen.
After listening to Yan Gui's explanation, Lin Mu knew that the two elders knew something, so he simply nodded and went with them.
He was holding the little toffee in his left hand, and the flower in his right hand, about to find a container to put it in, but when he turned his head, he saw the pot on the edge of the steps.
The pot was obviously filled with new soil, and Lin Mu didn't remember that he had moved this out before going out this morning.
"Who moved this pot? Is it for use?" Lin Mu turned his head and asked.
Yan Xuanjing glanced at the pot, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at the little whistleblower.
"It's for use! It's..." The little ginseng just raised its head, when Yan Xuanjing squinted and stared at it, he was so frightened that he hiccupped.
Lin Mu turned to look at him: "Huh?"
Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Renshen, his eyes were full of threats.
The little ginseng swallowed the words and said aggrievedly: "I got it for myself."
Lin Mu looked at the little ginseng, looked at the pot again, nodded, went upstairs and rummaged through the drawers in the room, and took out the water baby, which was a gift from the flower nutrition supplement, and soaked it.
Water baby is a kind of small particles, which will expand into soft balls of different colors when placed in water, which is transparent and soft.
Children basically like this, including Lin Mu when he was a child.
While waiting for the water baby to soak, he found another mineral water bottle that was empty before he could throw it away, cut off the mouth of the bottle, and inserted this bunch of daisies into it.
He stuffed the little toffee in the pocket of his sweater, only sticking his head out, as if thinking about the dog.
Little Ginseng was sitting on the steps, listening to Yan Guizhi's envoy Qin Chuan changing the background sound to Erquan Yingyue, holding the flowerpot to support his small face, and his face was full of sorrow, and felt that this background music was really suitable for the occasion.
Lin Mu took out a few water babies and put them in the flowerpot in front of the little ginseng.
Little Ginseng was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the cute little balls, and then looked up at Lin Mu.
"Does it look good?" Lin Mu asked.
The little ginseng poked the water baby in the flower pot, nodded, and became happy again: "Cute!"
Lin Mu watched Lin Ginseng get into the glass room with the flower pot in his arms, showed off with the little monster enjoying the glass room, took the toffee out of his pocket, and kneaded it frantically until it looked like a marshmallow, and said: " Don't bully the little ginseng, it's not childish."
Yan Xuanjing, who was seen through, looked blankly at Yan Gui, who was squatting behind the forest and laughed silently at him. After a while, he decided to tear up the contract signed with his father before, and then asked the Emperor Wu for a copy of Yan Gui Sao Out Eight. A small video of my husband, I will pack it and take it back to the Great Wilderness.
Yan Xuanjing slowly retracted his gaze, thought for a moment, and felt that it was not enough.
We should collect more photos of the cute fluffy species that have recently appeared in the Central Plains, and directly send Yan Gui to a dead end.
There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield.
Don't blame me for being ruthless!
Lin Mu didn't even notice the rivalry between the father and son.
He flipped through the small book in his heart and said, "I heard Da Hei say that when you first touched porcelain, I asked him to lie to me with you."
"… "
Yan Xuanjing was held by Lin Mu and looked at each other silently.
Lin Mu looked at the toffee that was rubbed by him until all the hairs on his body exploded, and read without emotion: "Why are you so bad!"
Yan Xuanjing was expressionless and did not dare to say anything.
Lin Mu continued: "You also told me that you can become stronger by being beaten, so you beat me."
Dixiu listened over there, raised his head, and frowned in disapproval - but then let go.
It can't be wrong.
Being beaten can indeed make you stronger.
Yan Xuanjing noticed Di Xiu's gaze, and raised the alarm of Ulla Ulla in his heart, and said very calmly, "Yan Gui taught."
Yan Gui was stunned for a moment. He remembered that when he saw Yan Xuanjing beating Lin Mu, he didn't stop him, and then he thought about his merciless beatings when Yan Xuanjing was a child, but he couldn't think of anything to refute. .
"Then teach me to take off by jumping off a building?" asked Lin Mu.
Yan Xuanjing did not hesitate: "Yan Gui taught."
Di Xiu and Lin Mu's eyes all fell on the weak, pitiful and helpless ragdoll cat squatting on the swing.
"???"
Yan Gui widened a pair of cat eyes.
I am not!
I do not have it!
Don't talk nonsense!
It's obviously Yan Xuanjing's own style of painting is wrong, how could it be my fault!
Yan Gui was full of lies, then the back of his neck tightened, his four claws vacated, and he was hung up by Dixiu's branches.
The old fox was quite familiar with Di Xiu's methods. He glanced at the branch that was coming to cover him, and hurriedly kicked his legs, then turned around and ran away.
As a result, it was wrapped up in layers by Dixiu's branches before it landed.
Lin Mu looked at the branches wrapped into balls, and could vaguely hear the meowing movement inside.
Lin Mu turned to look at his father: "What is this?"
"Maybe he was beaten by his wife in a fantasy." Di Xiu replied slowly, "It doesn't matter, he likes this very much."
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