Since Li Mu obtained the small bronze bell and was able to travel between two realms, he has spent more than a year in the Yin Dynasty.
During this period of time, his cultivation improved rapidly, and his body was full of energy and blood. Reflected on the external manifestations, his eyes were clear, and his hair grew rapidly and was full of luster.
His hair grew rapidly when he entered meditation practice, but stopped growing after it reached a certain length. The wigs and other wigs that Li Mu bought before were no longer needed. His current long hair has become the same as that of the people of the Yin Dynasty.
Generally the same.
After returning to modern society, Li Mu directly pulled up his long hair to form a bun, and the Red Flame Divine Spear turned into a hairpin and inserted it into the bun.
His hairstyle is often seen on the screen, but in real life, it is rare after all.
Now that Yuan Qinghua saw it, her curiosity was immediately aroused. She carried a rolling pin and approached Li Mu: "You brat, lower your head quickly and let mom see your hair! Oh, Xiao Mu, why are you growing so long again?"
How old are you?"
Yuan Qinghua was tall, about 1.74 meters tall, but standing in front of her son, she was still a bit unattractive. After she asked Li Mu to squat down, she looked at Li Mu's hair carefully, and then gently tugged on Li Mu's hair with her fingers.
A strand of hair, with an envious look on his face: "Xiao Mu, what conditioner did you use? How come your hair is so good? There aren't even any split ends!"
Because of his cultivation, Li Mu has now grown a little taller and has reached about 1.9 meters. However, now such a tall and tall man with a height of 1.9 meters is as docile as a cat in front of his mother, squatting on the ground aggrievedly.
Yuan Qinghua pulled her head and looked at it like a toy.
"What are you doing? Go ahead and cook!"
At this time, the door of the hall opened, and a middle-aged man with a height of 1.9 meters came out. This man had a big face, big ears, big eyes and thick eyebrows. He stood under the eaves in front of the door, his body as tall as a javelin, and he looked very imposing. p>
He is Li Mu's father, a former hardcore ancient martial arts enthusiast, now Li Haichuan, the 106th generation descendant of the Li family bone setting and the head of the Li family clinic.
Li Haichuan stood at the door and glanced at Li Mu: "Back?"
Li Mu hurriedly stood up: "Well, I'm back!"
Li Haichuan nodded, turned around and entered the room: "Have a good rest for a while. I have something to ask you after dinner."
Yuan Qinghua snorted: "Virtue!"
She smiled at Li Mu and said: "Xiao Mu, we don't care about him, your dad is getting more and more boring now, he's like a stinking stone."
Li Haichuan's voice sounded again in the room: "If you're not busy, go ahead!"
Yuan Qinghua stuck out her tongue at Li Mu and whispered: "I'm going to cook. Mom will cook dumplings for you later!"
Li Mu said: "Mom, let me help you cook!"
Yuan Qinghua waved her hand and said: "Where are you in the kitchen, gentlemen? Quickly wash your face and rest for a while."
Li Mu had no choice but to turn around and enter the main living room.
The people in Lao Li's family are all chauvinists, and Li Haichuan's chauvinism is particularly serious. He has never been in the kitchen and has always believed that men are responsible for outside and women are responsible for domestic affairs. This is the general principle.
He never does housework at home, such as washing and cooking, buying oil, salt, soy and vinegar, and purchasing rice, flour, grains and oils. These household chores are all left to Yuan Qinghua.
However, Yuan Qinghua herself is also a traditional woman, and she has true love for Li Haichuan. In her opinion, these housework tasks are things that should be done, and she does not feel any pain at all, and she actually does them with gusto.
Even Li Mu couldn't stand some of Li Haichuan's practices, but Yuan Qinghua didn't think there was anything wrong.
After arriving in the living room, he found Li Haichuan sitting at the coffee table, holding a purple clay pot and pouring tea into the teacup.
After pouring himself a cup, he looked at Li Mu: "Would you like some tea?"
Li Mu sat down in front of Li Haichuan with a smile and said: "Dad, your tea is a little tasteless. You can try the tea I brought this time."
When he said this, he turned his palm over, and a paper bag appeared in his palm. A faint scent of tea came out of the paper bag, which made people feel refreshed.
Li Haichuan looked surprised. He looked at Li Mu's palm and said, "How did you do it?"
As a hardcore Chuanwu enthusiast, his physique is far stronger than that of ordinary people, his reactions are quick, his eyesight is amazing, and ordinary magic techniques cannot be hidden from his eyes.
But Li Mu just flipped his wrist, and a paper package suddenly appeared in his hand. The speed was beyond Li Haichuan's perception.
Li Mu chuckled: "Dad, have you ever heard of storage magic weapons? I always take these things out of storage bags."
He spoke in his mouth, and kept moving with his hands, gently opening the paper bag, revealing the golden tea leaves inside: "This is the fairy tea I specially collected from the ancient cave fairy mountain. After drinking it, it has the effect of improving eyesight and clearing the mind. I often
If you drink it, you will prolong your life and live to three to five hundred years, no problem at all.”
Li Haichuan glared at Li Mu: "Nonsense!"
Although he didn't believe Li Mu's words, just by smelling the aroma of tea, he knew that the tea was indeed a treasure. It might be private tea from some place and was not available on the market, so he had never seen it.
Li Mu took out a teaspoon, picked a few tea leaves, poured them into the teapot, filled it with boiling water again, shook it slightly, and said with a smile: "Try my tea leaves later!"
These tea leaves are spiritual tea that Hu Yunniang bought from a certain cultivation sect. This spiritual tea contains spiritual energy and can indeed strengthen the body and mind.
This kind of spiritual energy is of almost no use to monks. It is not as expensive as breathing for several days, but it is of great benefit to ordinary people.
At this time, after a few tea leaves were soaked into the teapot, a trace of white gas was seen curling up from the purple clay spout, turning into the shape of a crane in the air. After hovering in the room for a while, it slowly disappeared. Li Haichuan's face changed color slightly: "What's going on?"
Li Mu smiled and said, "I've already told you that this is fairy tea, but you still don't believe it."
Li Haichuan was silent for a moment and said: "Pour me a glass and try it!"
Li Mu: "You still have to wait a minute, the taste is best then."
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A minute later, the hot air ejected from the spout slowly decreased, and the cranes flew out less and less. When the white air no longer took the shape of a crane, Li Mu picked up the purple clay pot and poured a cup for Li Haichuan.
: "Try it."
Li Haichuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. His expression was indifferent and he sat there motionless. But after a while, his face suddenly turned red, his forehead was smoking, and he was sweating through his heavy clothes.
After a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath of black breath, and suddenly turned his head and looked outside the house: "Dad, my son has brought you something good!"
His shout was so loud that the whole house seemed to shake, and dust fell from the walls.
An old voice sounded outside the door: "Your son? Isn't that my grandson? Xiao Mu is back? Do you have a girlfriend?"
Then footsteps came from the courtyard: "We have agreed beforehand that if Xiao Mu doesn't bring his girlfriend back this time, no matter how good the things he brings are, I won't want them!"
A tall, energetic old man walked as he talked and strode into the living room. Suddenly his nose twitched: "Huh? What kind of tea fragrance is this?"
The old man had white beard and hair, a ruddy complexion, a tall figure, and a slight hunchback. When he came into the house, he first looked at the teapot on the coffee table: "What kind of tea is this? It smells a bit weird!"
Then he looked at Li Mu: "Xiao Mu, where is your wife?"
Li Mu looked ashamed: "Grandpa, I'm not married yet, how can I have a wife?"
The old man's face suddenly drooped, with a very hurt expression: "You didn't bring your wife? Then what are you doing when you come back?"
He waved his hand to Li Haichuan: "Get out! Get out! I'm already thirty, and I don't even have a wife. Our old Li family can't afford to lose this person!"
