snake coffin

Chapter 791 I still remember
In fact, I was quite surprised when I saw Hu Yise.

After all, what happened in the attic of Huilong Village has always been a ridge in my heart.

Long Fuqian's death, the birth of He Gu and Zhang Hanzhu, and Long Ling said that those Long family daughters who returned to Long Village all had the same blood as her, and in the end, Long Ling leaned against the wall of the attic The primordial poison surging in my body makes me feel that these things are not simple at all.

Originally, I really wanted to know what Hu Yise saw in the attic of Huilong Village back then.

But he started persuading me again with his nagging, which really annoyed me.

If it was changed to when I first came into contact with these things, he appeared and said to give me some advice, I would definitely accept it.

But the day before, my eyes counted that order, which made me feel very guilty.

Later, Ah Wen seemed to guide him, but he also began to have other purposes.

So now I am very disgusted with people like them.

Instigated to eat the noodles, no longer pay attention to Hu Yise.

Although Moxiu doesn't need to eat, he still eats noodles in order to stay in character, and from time to time he helps Abao pick out the noodles in his bowl.

All of a sudden, the whole stone table was filled with the fragrance of noodles, and there was the sound of our family of three sucking noodles.

No matter how well-mannered Hu Yise is, no matter how embarrassed he is, he still can't sit still because no one cares about him at all.

So he looked left and right, and could only smile with a feigned heartiness, eating noodles with bamboo chopsticks.

Not to mention, he is really well-behaved, because we eat quickly and he eats very gracefully.

After eating, Mo Xiu packed up the bowls and went to wash them. I took Abao into the bamboo house and found a storybook to read to him.

But the family of three had a tacit understanding, and no one paid any attention to Hu Yise, nor did they drive him away.

He was not embarrassed at all, and just walked around the bamboo house, touching this and that from time to time, and trying to sit on the living bamboo chair led by Cangling.

He looked at the group of black snakes drawn out by Mo Xiu for a while, pinched his beard, and when the snakes twisted and turned, they also turned left and right.

Seems like a lot of fun to watch, and doesn't care about our snubs at all.

After Mo Xiu washed the dishes, he came in and made the bed. He even cut a few bamboos and quickly made bedside tables and stuff.

People who came and went like this ignored Hu Yise, and he was not embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, Cang Ling felt that Mo Xiu had chopped bamboo again, and came in a little impatiently, and was startled when he saw Hu Yise appearing out of thin air.

However, he also knew that those who could avoid his perception and enter Qingshui Town would be very powerful, so he did not dare to attack randomly, let alone scold them.

After all, when Hu Yise appeared, even Mo Xiu sounded very respectful.

So Cang Ling circled around Hu Yise, as if estimating who he was.

Hu Yise looked like an immortal, and bowed to Cangling: "I am a poor Taoist..."

But before he finished speaking, Cangling knew that his gatekeeper bamboo was not ready, so he disappeared without giving Hu Yise a chance to introduce himself.

You must know that those who can live for a long time are born to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Cang Ling, who survived the last battle of the gods, is naturally more sensitive to survival than anything else.

Seeing that Cang Ling disappeared immediately, Hu Yise hadn't finished his bow, but he took it back indifferently, still watching the black snake group slowly turning around.

After A Bao and I finished telling a few fairy tales, Mo Xiu completely made the bed, and A Bao thought about going to the bamboo forest to meditate. When I sent A Bao out, Hu Yise was still circling the snake.

Moreover, he looked contented and contented, neither in a hurry nor impatient, as if he was admiring flowers.

Such a temperament is really a good seed for cultivating the Tao.

I led the streamer and sent Abao to the bamboo forest.

Those snake babies have already fallen asleep, but they are also very alert. As soon as I appeared, they immediately wagged their tails to show their closeness.

Cang Ling probably knew that he had done something wrong, so he was a little embarrassed. On Abao's original bamboo platform, he led a living bamboo to build a hut, and there was a quilt or something, which was well spread.

I took A Bao in, covered him with a quilt, and patted his shoulders to coax him to sleep.

Maybe it's because I haven't been coaxed to sleep like this for a long time, but Ah Bao kept blinking and looking at me.

After a while, I couldn't help but said to me: "Grandma, you go back, that Mr. Hu is still waiting for you. If Grandma doesn't want to talk to him, I will take the snake boy and drive him out, okay? ?”

He asked very cautiously, as if he was afraid that I would be offended.

Abao is always sensitive and can clearly feel our dissatisfaction with Hu Yishi.

I smiled at him: "He didn't mean anything malicious, it's just that he has a different stand."

"It's like humans distinguish between pests and beneficial insects. It's not because the pests are bad, but because they are harmful to them, they become pests." I touched Abao's small face.

He leaned over and kissed, and said softly, "We are also pests now, so he also wants to persuade us to be beneficial insects. It's just that it's a little harder to be beneficial insects. Grandma doesn't want to be so tired."

"Whatever Grandma wants to do, I will accompany Grandma." Ah Bao touched the place I kissed, and said obediently to me: "I'm asleep, Grandma should go back too."

He seemed to be afraid that I would delay any longer, so he simply closed his eyes.

But after closing it for a while, he seemed to remember something, and then he opened his eyes and looked at me and said: "Thoughts are concentrated but emotions are forgotten, the body is weak but the Qi is turbulent, the heart is dead but the spirit is alive, the yang is strong and the yin is weak. These few words are Master He Huan's words. My uncle taught me that he is very good at meditating to ward off evil thoughts, and it can be regarded as an introduction to spiritual cultivation."

I looked at him deeply, touched his forehead, and said with a light smile, "A Bao, that's great!"

"Mom is too worried, you can try meditating." A Bao looked at me with weak eyes, as if he was afraid that I would be angry.

I had no choice but to kiss his forehead again: "Okay, I'll try it when I get back."

I have actually heard this sentence.

Perhaps, in her memory, Long Qixu's daughter had heard it.

It seems that in some version of "Shooting the Condors", Ma Yu taught Guo Jing to practice kung fu. Ma Yu is Danyang real person, and he taught Guo Jing these few thoughts at that time.

At that time, Long Ling was probably obsessed with this kind of thing, so he actually took a small notebook and copied it down. Long Qixu, who was checking the homework, found out, laughed at her for a long time, and asked her if she understood.

Not to mention that Long Ling, who was still in elementary school at the time, didn't understand these sentences. I still don't understand them very well.

Unexpectedly, now I heard these words again.

Sure enough, the influence of parents on children is invisible and long-term.

After I kissed the forehead, Ah Bao immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

At first I closed my eyes tightly as a fake sleep, but after a while, as I slowly patted my shoulders with my hands, my breathing gradually became even, and I fell into a deep sleep.

I used my spiritual sense to check and confirm that he was really sleeping, and then I left the small bamboo house.

Cangling was standing on the top of a bamboo tree outside, as if looking up at the sky. When he saw me coming out, he gave me a look.

I led the streamer up, stood on the tip of the bamboo, and followed his gaze.

Where Cangling saw it, there seemed to be colorful beams of light rising into the sky.

Cangling said to me: "Have you read the news? It is said that the cold in the north causes the light to refract, and there are colored beams of light in the air. It looks similar to the aurora, right?"

The four poles of heaven and earth are connected by aurora.

I know what Cangling means. This is a sign of the return of the gods.

Cang Ling stared at the colorful light beams soaring into the sky, and whispered to me: "That Hu Yise really came out of Huaxu's Abyss, I can't even feel him, and your divine sense can't perceive him, right?"

"Can you kill him?" I stared at those beams of light and whispered, "It's over once and for all!"

The bamboo leaves on Cangling's feet rustled, and she raised her eyes to look at me. There was a slight confusion in her eyes: "He Yue, are you really so bloodthirsty? Or do you think he came out of Huaxu Abyss?" , you sucked his vitality, what can you do?"

"You are the same as before, without any change. In fact, there is no difference between you and An Entropy! It's just that in the battle of the gods, you died, and she has always been alive." Cang Ling's tone was filled with slight hatred again. .

With a low smile: "What's more, you don't even remember what bad things you did! Do you think that if you lose your memory and the world restarts, no one will remember what you did back then? I still remember... "

(End of this chapter)