Chapter 15 Am I an ominous villain? (First update)
"Fu Dou?" Luo Ning was a little startled after identifying Xiao Hei's bloodline through the Ling Daozhu.
If it weren't for Ling Daozhu's induction, he would never have imagined that this cute little black dog with a milky voice could actually be the legendary and notorious Fu Dou.
Ancient books record that if a meteor in July happens to fall into the belly of a female dog that is one month pregnant, the female dog may give birth to a big monster: a fierce dog will fight!
I never imagined that there really are dogs like this in the world.
From records in ancient books, we know that the conditions for the birth of this object are extremely harsh, and it is of course a rare species from heaven and earth.
Fu Dou has a very ordinary appearance, just an ordinary black dog.
But it is good at breathing flames, often brewing monstrous seas of fire, killing countless people, and committing endless crimes. It is a demon with ominous signs!
Therefore, the master chosen by Fu Dou is a ferocious god who brings harm to the world, and is definitely not an ordinary evil person.
"Am I... an ominous villain?" Luo Ning felt strange as he looked at Xiao Hei, who was shaking his head and wagging his tail, rubbing his head affectionately against him.
Xiao Hei likes to follow him, almost inseparable, and firmly believes that he is the master.
Could it be that it can smell out that it is a person who is causing harm to the world?
The Luo family was originally a migrant family. Nineteen years ago, Luo An and his first wife Tang Wan came to Maple Leaf Village to buy property and settle down. They were only a generation apart.
It seems that the records in ancient books are not credible and are just absurd legends.
He doesn't know what calamity is, but he knows that it is not a trivial matter and should not be publicized.
"Brother." Luo Li burst into tears and smiled, raising his tear-stained face, "What kind of monk are you?"
Xiao Hei's eyes...for some reason, gave Luo Ning a sense of innocence, ignorance and cunning.
Cried with joy.
He just drifted away, into the spring breeze and into the green mountains.
"Daddy, come back soon!"
Her eyes were clearly brighter, like the brightest star in the sky.
What does monk mean? Even Luo Li, a country girl, knows it clearly.
Luo Li knelt down in front of his father's spiritual tablet and prayed like a little adult: "Dad, my brother is already a monk, you have to bless me...Does dad know what a spiritual cultivator is?"
Luo Ning patted his sister on the back and said, "Don't cry when I'm away. From now on, you don't have to spin and weave, raise silkworms and feed pigs. Brother, I must make you the eldest lady of the Luo family."
The little mouth is also very sweet. We have only known each other for a day, and the second brother is older and the third brother is shorter.
Green, bright, gentle... full of the brilliant youthfulness of a cardamom girl with a sense of fragmentation.
But she was as smart as ice and snow. Thinking of her brother's previous role as Marshal Wen, she immediately understood.
She put the clothes with the scent of sunshine and soap locust in Luo Ning's hands. She stood up on tiptoes, stretched out her little hand, and gently wiped a little blue paint from Luo Ning's ear, "This."
Luo Ning is not embarrassed, she is the one who is embarrassed.
I still remember that when my father left, he was carrying a blue baggage and riding a donkey.
Fortunately, Luo Ning knew through Ling Daozhu that although Xiao Hei was of the Dou bloodline, he still had a long way to go before he could grow into a great demon, and it was by no means smooth sailing.
Su Xian has always been knowledgeable, and his expression changed when he heard this.
On the shrine in the main room, there is a spiritual plaque that reads "The spirit of my late husband Luo An".
It was clear that her body was trembling a little, like a dormant butterfly when frightened.
At least until the age of three, it won't cause any harm.
She was smiling brightly, but there were tears in her eyes.
It made Su Xiandu feel that her younger sister who loved reading and had a gentle temperament was no longer popular.
Like a delicate and fragile blue and white porcelain.
"Li'er." Luo Ning felt the warmth and happiness he had not seen for a long time in his heart. He reached out and touched the tip of the girl's nose, "Your brother and I are already monks."
Under the sun, the boy's smile is like a painting, the bright moon is like a river, and it is like a tree in the spring breeze.
But you can ask about Xiao Hei’s origins.
Luo Li understood, and his petal-like mouth couldn't help but open slightly, "Lingxiu? What the hell..."
Under the morning light, the man with poor clothes and simple luggage set out on the road alone on a donkey.
Li Dingguo and Su Xian were also a little sad.
It was said that he would return home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he had been gone for eight years and had not been heard from since.
But clearly...
No news.
As for Fu Dou choosing the eldest brother, whether the eldest brother is a bad person... He doesn't believe it!
The eldest brother has a sensible sister.
He didn't say another word, only one thought: "Keep it secret."
"Brother, Cai!" Luo Li cheered cheerfully.
Dad has not returned home for eight years.
Therefore, the Luo family does not have an ancestral hall in this village. Luo An's spiritual tablets can only be offered at home.
"Brother, what did you say?" The cardamom girl tilted her head slightly, as if she didn't hear what her brother said clearly.
Luo Li hugged Luo Ning tightly, "Brother...嘤嘤...if my parents knew..."
She knew that there were Confucianism cultivators, martial arts cultivators, Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators...
"Brother, you can take a shower now." Luo Li came to Luo Ning holding a change of dry and clean clothes.
"Brother, what's weird about Xiao Hei?" Su Xian couldn't help but ask.
"Cai!" Luo Li stretched out his thumb and touched Luo Ning's forehead, then left Luo Ning's arms and happily entered the main room.
Really stand out!
Where is my brother?
Luo Ning looked a little weird, "It's Ling Xiu. Well, he is practicing Taoism through acting..."
Although she is young, she does all the work at home.
Li Dingguo saw Su Xian's expression and understood.
"...The child will find his mother and the family will be reunited..."
Because of the memory of the original owner, he also has some feelings for his father Luo An.
Brother, he is a monk.
Psychological illusion?
Luo Ning said softly: "Hai Dou."
"Don't worry, madam, I will return home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ning'er will be obedient and take care of your sister. Daddy will buy you maltose when he comes back."
The surprise that had been brewing suddenly burst into bloom. The cardamom girl jumped like a rabbit and hugged Luo Ning's neck. Her childish little one... hung all over Luo Ning's body.
That spring morning, her 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.
The question is, how can a good old guy like me, who sweeps the floor and hurts the lives of ants, possibly be a bad guy?
This time, Luo Li really heard it clearly.
She even had to wash Li Dingguo and Su Xian's clothes.
He took three steps and turned back, waving goodbye to his wife and children, reluctant to leave, his smile filled with sadness of parting.
Under the sunlight, her little face with a bit of fine hair on her face was slightly furry, and her bright and childish eyes were also a little furry.
Luo Ning could only kneel down and said to this father who was still deeply impressed: "Dad, the child is leaving with his sister."
"Sister, I am already a monk." Luo Ning smiled casually and touched Luo Li's hair.
Luo Li was startled when he heard the words, and for a moment he was lost in confusion. His face was a little cute. Then his eyebrows were raised slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.
He didn't know why Luo Ning could tell that he was a genius in alchemy without identifying the magic weapon. This must be his eldest brother's secret.
"Husband, come back soon and have a pleasant journey."
In such a world, if you don't return for eight years... you can only bury your bones in a foreign land.
"Dad... where's the maltose you promised?" At some point, Luo Ning smiled with tears in his eyes.
This chapter doesn't seem to have any plot, but it's definitely not hydrology.
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