Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 15 Am I an ominous villain? (first update)
"Huo Dou?" Luo Ning identified Xiao Hei's bloodline through Ling Daozhu, and was a little dazed.

If it weren't for Ling Daozhu's induction, he would have never imagined that this cute little black dog with a baby-like voice is actually the famous and fierce scourge in the legend.

According to ancient records, if a shooting star in July happens to fall into the belly of a female dog who is pregnant for one month, the female dog may give birth to a big monster: a fierce dog will fight against each other!
Unexpectedly, there are really such dogs in the world.

From the records in ancient books, it can be known that the conditions for the birth of this thing are extremely harsh, and of course it is a rare species of heaven and earth.

Fu Dou is very ordinary in appearance, just an ordinary black dog.

But it is good at swallowing flames, often brewing a monstrous sea of ​​flames, killing countless people, and committing crimes without limit, it is a demon with ominous omens!

Therefore, the master chosen by Fudou is even more vicious and vicious, and definitely not an ordinary villain.

"I'm... an ominous villain?" Luo Ning looked at Xiao Hei who was shaking his head and rubbing his head affectionately against him, feeling strange in his heart.

Xiao Hei likes to follow him, almost inseparable, and firmly considers himself the master.

Can it smell out that it is a person who harms the world?

The question is, how can a good old man like me who sweeps the floor and fears killing ants be a big villain?

It seems that the records in the ancient books are not credible, but just absurd legends.

Xiao Hei's eyes...for some reason, it gave Luo Ning a sense of innocence and ignorance, but also cunning.

Psychological illusion?

Fortunately, Luo Ning knew through Ling Daozhu that although Xiao Hei is of the blood of Huo Dou, he still has a long way to go before he can grow into a great demon, and it will not be smooth sailing.

At least until the age of three, it will not do any harm.

"Brother, what's weird about Xiao Hei?" Su Xian couldn't help asking.

He didn't know why Luo Ning could see that he was a genius of alchemy without appraising the magic weapon. This must be the secret of his eldest brother.

But about Xiao Hei's background, you can ask.

Luo Ning said softly, "Wai Dou."

Su Xian has always been knowledgeable, but his expression changed upon hearing this.

He didn't say another word, only one thought: "Secret."

As for Fu Dou's choice of big brother, is big brother a big villain...he doesn't believe it!

Seeing Su Xian's expression, Li Dingguo also understood.

He doesn't know what disaster fighting is, but he knows that it is important and should not be publicized.

"Brother, you can take a bath." Luo Li came to Luo Ning with a change of clothes in his hands.

She put the clothes with sunshine and soap locust fragrance in Luo Ning's hands.Standing on tiptoe, stretched out her small hand, and gently wiped a little blue paint from Luo Ning's ear, "This."

Under the sunlight, she bullied Saixue's small face with a little fluff, and her bright and childish eyes were also a little fluffy.

Sentimental, bright, gentle...full of the romantic youth of a cardamom girl with a sense of brokenness.

Like a delicate and fragile blue and white porcelain.

"Li'er." Long-lost warmth and happiness surged in Luo Ning's heart, and he reached out to touch the tip of the girl's nose, "Your brother and I are already monks."

Luo Li was startled when he heard the words, and lost his mind for a moment, his small face was a little cute.Immediately, the eyebrows were raised slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Brother, what did you say?" The cardamom girl tilted her head slightly, as if she didn't hear what brother said clearly.

But clearly...

It was clear that her body was trembling a little, like a butterfly dormant under fright.

It is clear that her eyes are brighter, like the brightest star in the starry sky.

"Sister, I'm already a monk." Luo Ning smiled casually, stroking Luo Li's beautiful hair.

Under the sun, the boy's smile is like a painting, and the bright moon and the river are like a tree in the spring breeze.

This time, Luo Li really heard clearly.

Brother, you are a monk now.

The surprise that was already brewing suddenly bloomed, and the cardamom girl jumped like a rabbit, and hugged Luo Ning's neck, a small and childish one... hung on Luo Ning's body.

"Brother, cheers!" Luo Liqiao cheered vigorously.

She smiled brightly, but there were tears in her eyes.

Weeping with joy.

Luo Li hugged Luo Ning tightly, "Brother... oh... If parents know..."

What does monk mean?Even Luo Li, a country girl, knows this clearly.

Really stand out!

Luo Ning patted his younger sister on the back, "Li'er will not cry. From now on, you don't have to spin yarn, weave cloth, raise silkworms and feed pigs. My brother must make you the eldest daughter of the Luo family."

Li Dingguo and Su Xian also sighed a little.

The elder brother has a sensible younger sister.

Although she is young, she does all the work at home.

She even has to wash the clothes of Li Dingguo and Su Xian.

The small mouth is also very sweet.We've only known each other for a day, and the second brother is long and the third brother is short.

It made Su Xian feel that his younger sister who likes to read and has a gentle temperament is not good.

"Brother." Luo Li smiled through tears, raising his tear-stained face, "What kind of monk are you?"

She knows that there are Confucianism cultivators, martial arts cultivators, Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators...

Where's brother?
Luo Ning looked a little weird, "It's Lingxiu. Uh, it's acting and cultivating Taoism..."

Luo Li understood, and her petal-like mouth couldn't help opening slightly, "Lingxiu? What the hell..."

Luo Ning was not embarrassed, she was the one who was embarrassed.

But she is ice-snow smart, and when she thought of Marshal Wen played by her elder brother, she immediately understood.

"Cai!" Luo Li stretched out his thumb and stamped on Luo Ning's forehead, then left Luo Ning's embrace and happily entered the main room.

On the shrine in the main room, there is a spirit card that reads "The Spirit of the Dead Husband Luo An".

The Luo family was originally an outsider. 19 years ago, Luo An brought his first wife Tang Wan to Maple Leaf Village to buy a property and settle down, but it was only one generation old.

Therefore, the Luo family has no ancestral hall in this village.Luo'an's spirit card can only be used at home.

Luo Li knelt down in front of his father's spirit tablet, and prayed like a little adult: "Daddy, brother is already a monk, you have to protect brother...does daddy know what Lingxiu is?"

Luo Ning could only kneel down, and said to the father who was still deeply impressed: "Father, the boy is leaving with his sister."

"...The child will find his mother, and the family will be reunited..."

Because of the influence of the original owner's memory, he also has some feelings for his father Luo An.

Dad hasn't returned home for eight years.

No audio.

I still remember that when my father left, he carried a blue bundle and rode a donkey.

That spring morning, mother Tang Wan took the ten-year-old original owner and five-year-old Luo Li and sent him to the entrance of the village.

"Husband, come back early and have a good journey."

"Daddy come back soon!"

"Don't worry, lady, I will be home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ning'er is obedient and takes care of my younger sister. Dad will buy maltose for you when he comes back."

In the morning light, the poorly dressed and poorly packed man set out on the road alone on his donkey.

He turned his head in three steps, waved goodbye to his wife and children, reluctant to part, smiling with the sadness of parting.

He just drifted away, into the spring breeze, into the green hills.

It is said that the Mid-Autumn Festival must return, but it has been eight years since I went there, and there has been no news since then.

In such a world, if you don't return for eight years...you can only bury your bones in a foreign land.

"Father... Where's the malt candy you promised?" At some point, Luo Ning smiled with tears in his eyes.

　This chapter seems to have no plot, but it is definitely not hydrology.

　　There is another update at night, crab crab.Friends who have channels, hope to help me promote it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)