I'm not really a dude.

Chapter 271 Treasure Hunting in the Barren Mountains - The Prodigal Son Sword
"joke!"

The little old man looked at Su Xun sideways, and said with a smile: "Thinking that my prodigal son Jian lived a happy life, if he went to the outside world now, he might accidentally meet my descendants.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for them to recognize my great-grandfather? "

Prodigal Sword?
Saw his episode.

I heard that this person is romantic and merciful, and the flowers he picked can build a garden.

He was indeed a serious mentally ill patient.

According to his previous character design, his biggest weakness is lust.

But when a beautiful woman like Luluo appeared in front of him, he was not moved, so what could it explain?

For unusual people, use unusual methods.

Reverse his thinking.

First of all, he knew that he was sealed in this mountain, and he didn't know when he would be able to come out.

And in this mountain, there is not a single beauty, let alone a beauty, there is no living person.

Even if he could move freely in the mountains, it would be lonely for a prodigal son.

If he is lonely for too long, his originally flirtatious temperament will make him have abnormal thoughts.

For example, changing the laws of nature.

Judging from the attitude of making Xiongshi one V one, it shows that he has changed from a lustful personality to a personality loyal to love.

Looking at the small river he transformed, the left bank is neat and tidy, and the stones are also arranged regularly.

Not to mention the flowers, plants and trees, they are neatly trimmed and full of energy.

How many years does it take a person to do such a thing?
The water on the right side is deep, the inside is irregular, and water plants are overgrown.

Moreover, a large area of ​​flowers and plants on the shore had withered, which was obviously unpleasant and had been maliciously damaged.

Even the fish in the water dare not swim to the right easily.

But he himself was unkempt and unkempt.

According to various signs, he now seems to be an intermittent psychopath, accompanied by certain obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Then, his weakness is himself!
Thinking of this, Su Xun smiled, looked at the prodigal son sword and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go out of the mountain, I can call a group of women in."

"what!"

Prodigal Zijian panicked, and when he heard the words "a group of women", he became dizzy, had chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Hastily waved his hands and said, "How dare you! I, Shituoling, can't accommodate human women."

He looked at Lu Luo and said, "Unless it's a snake demon like her, otherwise, I'll kill the other."

Sure enough, Su Xun already knew his fear of women.

How many women he has had, these 3000 years have made him afraid of women.

"I see!"

Su Xun let out a muffled smile, and said to Lu Luo, "Fairy, let's ignore him for now, Elder Sister and the others will be here soon."

Su Xun said this, on the one hand, he was no longer afraid of his power.

On the other hand, he knew that a woman was coming, which would definitely stimulate his nerves.

What happens next is a gamble.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

Sure enough, Prodigal Zijian went mad when he heard the words "big sister".

Eight identical hairy men turned out to surround Lu Luo and Su Xun.

But at this time, the prodigal son sword standing directly in front of Su Xun surged in momentum.

He stretched out his hand to call, and saw that the carriage was broken layer by layer, and with a "click", a very delicately carved dark brown wooden board flew out of it.

There are also three strings on the board.

At this moment, the demon magnet on Su Xun's waist vibrated.

Take a closer look at the qin with only three strings, the words "Tianmoqin" are impressively engraved on it.

My good fellow, there is nowhere to be found in iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

It's a pity that the body of the Heavenly Magic Qin seems to be damaged.

"Chongzheng~"

Pianos sounded from all directions.

Right in front of him, the prodigal son sword plucked the strings of the zither, while laughing wildly: "You really don't know how to live or die, and I told you to stay in the bridal chamber, but you just want to touch Lao Tzu's brow.

Today, I want you to become a pair of mandarin ducks. "

Soon, the sound of the piano became intense.

And Su Xun also began to feel the restlessness and fiery emotions brought about by the sound of the piano.

"There's something wrong with the piano sound!"

Su Xun said loudly to Luluo: "Fairy, quickly transform into a prototype, so that he has nothing to do!"

"it is good!"

As Luluo said, she had already started to use her spiritual power.

The sound of the piano is indeed difficult for people to restrain themselves, and it is very difficult to transform it.

At this moment, the Xuji branch moved, and the red light in the center flickered.

All the demonic power of the red hairpin was released, and the beautiful figure that appeared in the air made the prodigal son's blood surge for a while.

"Peony~It's a peony~"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the prodigal son sword looked at the red hairpin, excited and excited.

He withdrew all his shadows and walked towards the red hairpin: "You are the heroine of the hairpin catastrophe, Miss Peony...

I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but I didn't expect to see such a beautiful face here today. "

Hongzan didn't speak, her fans were countless.

The one in front of me has no image at all.

But the prodigal son sword is extremely crazy about her. He doesn't know that the blue and white opera has been popular for thousands of years.

The current interpretation is close to the vernacular, and the style of music is extremely vivid.

He only remembered that the heroine of the Hairpin Tribulation was named Peony.

And every new Huadan who performs the red hairpin is called Peony.

What Peony interprets is actually herself.

She has always wanted to change the image of the red hairpin in people's minds, but she has not been able to change it.

But to the prodigal son sword, this is not important, he just simply likes the red hairpin and this eldest lady.

To be precise, what he likes is the girl Peony who plays the role of the red hairpin.

It was also the girl he had been flirting with for many years and had always admired but never got.

Just because Miss Peony doesn't love money.

Seeing the red hairpin, the prodigal son sword couldn't help telling his own story.

He looked at the red hairpin affectionately, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Peony, you are the only woman I admire in my prodigal son Jian's life.

Everyone only knows that you are an actor, but in my heart, you are more sacred than any woman. "

Hongzan still didn't speak, but judging from his expression, he was willing to give him a chance to talk.

Coincidentally, Su Xun held Lu Luo down and signaled her not to speak, so as to delay the time.

The prodigal son sword spoke eloquently.

5000 years ago, the prodigal son's sword had already reached the mortal realm.

At that time, he had a beautiful fiancee named Li Xiaoqin.

Li Xiaoqin was beautiful, gentle and generous, while the prodigal son Jianguang was just a protector hired by the Li family at that time.

Li Xiaoqin was frail and sickly since she was a child, but the prodigal son Jian fell in love with her at first sight, and decided to exchange his lifelong cultivation for a healthy body for her.

At that time, Li Xiaoqin was also very moved.

However, Li Xiaoqin also had a childhood sweetheart who disappeared three years ago.

At this time, with the prodigal son sword, Li Xiaoqin's father planned to betroth her to him.

The prerequisite is that the prodigal son sword must first restore Li Xiaoqin's body to normal and have a certain level of cultivation.

But Li Xiaoqin has other thoughts. She is going to abandon the prodigal son sword after she recovers, and look for her childhood sweetheart whom she loves so much.

One day.

early morning.

Prodigal Zijian ran into Li Xiaoqin's room excitedly and said: "Miss, I have already begged Master for a pill, as long as we take it at the same time.

Then exchange my golden elixir for you, and you will live forever and have a certain level of cultivation like me.

It's just that it may not reach the realm of a mortal, at most the early stage of transformation into a god. "

Li Xiaoqin tearfully said: "Brother Zijian, you gave me your golden elixir, what should you do then?"

The prodigal son Jian Han smiled and said: "I don't care! I have lived for more than 3 years, and I have made so many contributions to the teacher.

Even if my cultivation base falls to the Jindan realm in the future, I can practice again in the remaining 1000 years.

Even if I can't be with you for a long time, I have no regrets if I can be by your side. "

At that moment, Li Xiaoqin's heart was moved, and she leaned into the prodigal son Jian's arms and said: "Brother Zijian, Xiaoqin promises you, love you forever."

Hearing such tender words, the prodigal son sword has been completely dazzled by love.

That night, he did the trick and invited his fellow disciples to exchange golden pills for him and Li Xiaoqin.

From that day on, the prodigal son Jian's health deteriorated day by day, and he looked forward to marrying Li Xiaoqin.

And although Li Xiaoqin got the Golden Elixir of the Prodigal Son Sword, his cultivation level did not reach the level of God Transformation all at once as imagined.

Her own physique couldn't fuse with that powerful golden core at all, and she had a strong rejection.

Li Xiaoqin's father thought of a way for her, and was instructed by a person named Daoist Qingfeng.

It turned out that after their bridal chamber, the two of them could be fused together so that there would be no more rejection.

Li Xiaoqin tasted the sweetness of being no longer weak and able to cultivate to a certain extent.

He begged his father to let them do the fake show and get married.

Three days later, the prodigal son Jian entered the Li family without any dowry and became the son-in-law.

That night, I tried the taste of love for the first time, and I felt out of control.

Infatuated with lingering day by day.

It is strange to say that after three months of love between the two, the cultivation level of the prodigal son sword has climbed step by step, from the peak stage of foundation building to Jindan.

From the Jindan realm to the Nascent Soul stage.

And Li Xiaoqin also reached the Nascent Soul stage in just three months from the early stage of Qi training.

With the reality of husband and wife, Li Xiaoqin once thought that she could forget her first love and start a family with the prodigal son Jian.

She even became obsessed with the prodigal son sword's kung fu techniques, and from the initial disgust with him, to the later obsession.

Both thought they would be happy with each other, and after three years.

Relying on his innate superior talent, the prodigal son sword not only did not stagnate as expected, but broke through to Huashen instead.

This is much faster than when I first practiced.

But Li Xiaoqin, even with the golden core of the prodigal son sword, has reached the Nascent Soul stage, but has been stagnant at this stage.

No matter how much you practice, it won't help.

Five years later, Li Xiaoqin's father passed away, and it happened that her younger brother came back from practicing.

Since her younger brother wanted to inherit the family business, she and the prodigal son Jian moved out of Li's mansion and bought a new mansion.

Li Xiaoqin has no business acumen, and her family business belongs to tea.

She knows only a little about tea.

Relying on the property obtained through the division of the family, the two spent another three years happily.

At this time, Li Xiaoqin was pregnant.

The prodigal son Jian suddenly felt that he was burdened with a heavy burden, in order to let his wife live a prosperous life.

Prodigal Zijian started to make a living by stealing.

But he has principles, he will not steal the property of the poor, he will only steal the property of the rich.

When Li Xiaoqin was four months pregnant, Prodigal Zijian stole a particularly delicate phoenix hairpin for her, thinking his wife would love it very much.

That night, the prodigal son sword washed his wife's feet and massaged them gently for a while.

Li Xiaoqin said softly: "Husband, we have not had rain for a long time, so don't sleep in separate rooms tonight, come to me."

Although the prodigal son Jian also wanted it, but for the sake of his wife's body, he smiled and took out the phoenix hairpin to her, and said: "Madam, although I really want it for my husband, but for the sake of my child, I should endure it.

Since you want me to stay here with you, then I won't go..."

"Do not……"

Li Xiaoqin's eyes had already fixed on the phoenix hairpin at this time, and asked: "Husband, where did this phoenix hairpin come from?"

"This one……"

Prodigal Zijian was at a loss for words for a moment, so he couldn't say that he stole it.

I had no choice but to lie and said: "I bought this in the store, I hope Madam will like it."

"you're lying!"

In anger, Li Xiaoqin slapped her across the face.

He roared angrily: "This gold hairpin is a custom-made model, and it took three months to make it by hand.

Where will it be sold in the market!

Don't think I don't know what you've been doing these past few months.

I know you are doing it for the good of our family, but how can you be a big man to do such things as stealing!
Isn't it true that our Li family has no family business, so you can't learn tea art? "

Prodigal Sword: "..."

Although he was particularly aggrieved, Prodigal Zijian covered his face and smiled apologetically, "Ma'am, it's my fault, I don't have the talent to learn tea art.

I tried it too, but I still don't understand after studying it for several years.

I don't understand these non-cultivational things at all.

Stealing is not entirely a bad thing. What I stole is the ill-gotten gains of some rich people.

Ma'am, don't get angry because of these trivial things, take care of your baby, okay? "

Li Xiaoqin didn't look up at him, just looked at Fengchai, and said: "Tell me, where did this Fengchai come from. I want to come to the door to apologize personally.

This kind of phoenix hairpin is usually a token of love, if it is lost, it will be so sad..."

The prodigal son Jian was a little panicked. It turned out that his wife was thinking about these things.

But if she really went, wouldn't her identity as a thief be exposed?

Only then did Li Xiaoqin look up at the prodigal son sword and said: "Don't worry, when I go, I will say that I picked it up by accident. There is a word for Wang engraved on it. I think this person should be surnamed Wang."

"Ah."

Prodigal Zijian nodded, and said: "It's just ten li away from the east of the city, the mansion of the mansion is said to be the son-in-law, just like me.

Moreover, the son-in-law who came to visit was also surnamed Wang, so no matter whose surname he gave birth to a child, it would be the same. "

"I see."

Li Xiaoqin's brows relaxed, and her voice became gentle again: "Go to bed early, husband. It's still the same, let's sleep in separate rooms."

"Ah."

Prodigal Zijian picked up the footwashing water and walked out.

Li Xiaoqin was so excited that she couldn't sleep, the night was dark and the wind was high, she came out of her body and quietly flew to the palace.

(End of this chapter)