"There is wool!" Yin Zhengyue used modern language without realizing it.
"What is wool?"
"Uh-" Realizing that she had said something wrong, Yin Zhengyue immediately changed the subject and said: "No, that is a fairy tale. There are no immortals in this world, and there are no fairies on the moon. Mom is here to give you something.
Let’s listen to the story!”
"Then who told mother all this?"
Yin Zhengyue's head was covered with black lines, and this brat immediately transformed into a curious baby.
But before Yin Zhengyue spoke, Xiao Momo said again: "Mom, stories about worldly affairs shouldn't be made out of thin air. If other people told mom what I said, there must be some root cause, and they shouldn't be lying to children.
Cause and effect, cause and effect, if there is a cause, there will be an effect. If there is no cause, how can there be an effect?!"
Damn, what did she give birth to?
He kept saying one thing after another, even pulling out the cause and effect.
Isn’t this kind of great wisdom and principle often mentioned only within Buddhism?!
Yin Zhengyue's scalp felt numb for a while. Sure enough, she couldn't treat this child as a normal child.
"Your mother, I lied to you!"
"Mom, you are so bad."
"..."
I almost smoked my girly self, this guy was waving his legs and laughing so hard.
The moon is really round tonight, like a silver plate.
A faint radiance shines on the earth, infinitely beautiful.
Of course, in Yin Zhengyue's eyes, this beauty turned into the little guy's sinister smile.
The best person in ancient and modern times who can tell a story to make her, a modern killer, so angry that she almost smokes is none other than Xiao Momo.
"Mom, what's up there?" Suddenly, Xiao Momo stretched out her finger and pointed at the moon above her head.
Yin Zhengyue ignored him. This guy was thinking of ways to laugh at her again!
Xiao Momo's tone was a little anxious, "Mom, look, look, it's him -"
Yin Zhengyue suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of Xiao Momo's finger.
The robe is wide and puffy in the air, making it look elegant and dusty, but more like the colorful brocade on the immortal's body.
Yin Zhengyue narrowed her eyes slightly and saw that side of her face clearly at that moment.
The moon seemed to be shining beside him, and his body was moving, but it didn't seem like it was moving.
It's the Qingcheng monk, no, it should be the monk who is called Daifa Cultivation.
That long hair can drag to the ground, just like the black satin, blowing behind with the wind.
His feet were like jade, just like the first time I saw them. He did not wear shoes, but stepped on lotus flowers.
Putting your hands together on your chin, the profile looks like a dream, and the figure is ethereal and unreal.
The outline is very clear, with a touch of softness, but it also gives people the feeling of being as sharp and sharp as an unsheathed sword.
There is also a glass-colored bead hanging around his neck, which looks a bit like a relic and is colored glass.
It’s not big, but it’s hard to ignore.
Damn, no matter how you look at this person, he looks a bit like someone who has become an immortal or a Buddha!
"Mom, his cultivation level is too high!" Xiao Momo suddenly said this.
"Do you know what level of cultivation he has?!"
Xiao Momo shook her head, "Mom, I feel a terrible power in him. Mom, I'm afraid -"
Xiao Momo was not acting weird this time, but was actually a little scared. Yin Zhengyue could see the fear in his eyes.
Yin Zhengyue stretched out her hand and squeezed Xiao Momo's little fleshy hand and said, "Momo is not afraid when Mom is here."