The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

Chapter 153 Silkworm's

The little old man wiped his hands, took out a small glass box, rubbed a few small ants with a stick and stuffed it into it.

A few little ants actually started fighting decently.While playing, I also make appearances from time to time following the rhythm...

The little ant was playing more and more brilliantly, Xiao Xianbao applauded excitedly, Bai Zhizhi and Bai Jiaojiao also watched with their big eyes sparkling.

The little old man sighed while letting the ants go, and said quietly: "General Lian... is also a poor man. He took six sons and thousands of Lian's troops to the border to resist the beast tide. In the end, six sons and thousands The soldiers stayed in the beast tide.

"When General Lian came back, he was wounded all over his body and almost died, but he was also charged with the crime of reckless achievement and greed for merit, and his eyes were gouged out.

"It's ironic, General Lian... It was the scum just now who protected against the beast tide. After General Lian's accident, his wife and youngest daughter remarried to the surnamed Li who is said to have made meritorious service... "

Speaking of this, the little old man let out a long sigh: "It's sad...it's a pity, it's a pity that even the youngest daughter of the hero of the world has fallen into the hands of political opponents...

"Tsk tsk tsk—as for those ungrateful bastards over there, they are too dirty, you just treat them as farts..."

"Yeah! That uncle is upright, he looks like a good guy!"

The little old man said all the way, and the little Indica Baoer nodded all the way.The little old man chuckled, "You kid can still read pictures?"

Xiao Xianbao closed his hands together, and the double-faced Buddha image behind him appeared directly, which startled the little old man.

"Hey! Still a little master!"

Xiao Xianbao was very proud: "That's right! Good people and bad people can't escape the eyes of this master~"

After speaking, Xiao Xianbao looked at his two aunts as if seeking proof.

Bai Zhizhi and Bai Jiaojiao hurriedly nodded their heads, both of them could see their merits through secret techniques, and the golden light of merits on that uncle's body was so dazzling.

The little old man looked at the three little heads in front of him, his eye sockets were sore, and he laughed again: "Yes! Yes! Yes! The little master is right!"

As the little old man spoke, he tapped the small glass box with a stick, and the little ants inside immediately changed their formation again, a group of small white ants and a group of small black ants, posing to attack the group of little red ants.

The little old man sighed faintly and said: "Just like this ants fighting, a group of white ants and a group of black ants are fighting this red ant together.

The red ants are cruel and powerful, and the black ants are brave and fearless, but the only one who came back... was the white ant who was greedy for life and afraid of death...

It's really like... how the hell is it?Who cares..."

Seeing the sad expressions on the faces of the children, the old man blushed slightly, smiled again, and chattered, "What are a group of children doing like this.

"The old man has set up a stall under this bridge for hundreds of years, you are the first to come out to kick those unlucky children for General Lian, what a relief!
"That group of ungrateful dogs, ever since they were incorporated into Zhenya City and arranged to live by that small river, they have bullied General Lian for hundreds of years...

"General Lian's wife has a distant relative here. Based on the news of General Lian's youngest daughter, she hangs people to help them with her life. All the dirty work is delegated to General Lian. General Lian is unwilling to leave here..."

"Is there no one to care about?"

"Who will take care of this kind of housework? A hundred years ago, there was a monk who couldn't see it, and took care of it...but after the monk came back..."

There was a strange expression on the old man's face, "When the monk came back, he refused to say anything, so he asked General Lian if he would like to go with him. He could find him a good place to spend the rest of his life, but General Lian didn't want to go with him. Wish. Here is his accent, the general's six sons..."

The old man wiped away his tears, "Oh! I made you laugh. To tell you the truth, the old man watched General Lian grow up. You children are good boys, good boys...

The old man has nothing to thank, this is for the four of you to play with..."

The little old man took out some old bamboo slips without names and handed them to the four of them.Tremblingly, he began to pack the ants back.

Mo Jiuling took the bamboo slip and looked at it, his eyes trembled, he was very surprised, he looked at the old man in surprise, took a storage bag and a jade tablet from his waist and stuffed them into the old man.

"If you have difficulties in the future, you can take this sign to the stronghold of the Xuanyin Sect to ask for help. It is also useful to use this sign to go to the Immortal Sect, Brahma Sect, and Wanjian Sect."

The little old man glanced at the middle-aged man who was leaning on the railing, seemingly indifferent to everything, took the storage bag and the sign tremblingly, and thanked him repeatedly.

Bai Zhizhi looked at his uncle, then pulled out a special food ring from his hand and handed it to the old man, and the other two followed suit.

The four of them thanked the old man and bid farewell. Just after walking a few steps, the blind middle-aged man suddenly yelled hoarsely: "Connect!"

A few beams of light rushed towards the four of them and landed firmly in the hands of the four of them.

The four caught it firmly, and the hoarse voice said coldly: "Go back and see!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his mouth and refused to speak any more.

The little old man looked at the things in the four people's hands in surprise, then looked at his general with mixed joy and sorrow, wiped his eyes and urged them to leave quickly.

"Go, go, they are all children, they are all children..."

A few people held something and hesitated for a moment.They didn't refuse, but Qiqi gave a big gift and left...

Putting away the signs with complicated thoughts, the few people didn't bother to go shopping anymore, bought a few packs of spiritual fire specially for spirit beasts, and went directly back to Brahma Sect.

When we crossed the bridge again, the old man and the middle-aged man had already left, and there was only a line of small ants on the ground. When they saw four people coming, they quickly formed a line of small characters "There will be a period later!"

After finishing the wording, the ants' thin legs dug into the ground, and then scattered in all directions.

Bai Zhizhi used his little finger to pick at the place where the ants had dug, and sure enough, he picked out a small piece of paper, which was the kind of ordinary white paper used for armor on ants, with a few lines of small characters secretly written on it.

"Thank you, children, thank you for believing in General Lian.

For so many years, General Lian has waited too long, too long for the word "believe"...

Inside those few small locks are some small things of our Canchong family.Now we can't use it anymore...

You can take it back and share it with yourself. You can also arrange the exercises yourself, learn them by yourself, or carry them forward if you want to. Good boys, I hope to see you again in my lifetime! "

The inscription is a few vigorous and simple characters - Canchongshi, Feishengli.

　The thousand-year-old Mo Jiuling's eldest child... so good~ so good~

　　
　
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