Hu Qing took Hu Nuan home...home? This is her home? This is her cave?
Halfway up the mountain, the exquisite pavilions and courtyards made of gold, silver, jade and agarwood are eye-catching no matter how you look at them.
Where is her masonry house? Where is her fenced yard? Where is her fresh rural countryside?
Hu Nuan was also helpless: "It became like this when I didn't know it. My master and uncles had to give it."
Hu Qing was silent for a long time.
Seeing that she seemed unhappy, Hu Nuan hurriedly explained: "But I firmly refuse them to send someone to serve me. We do everything in our family ourselves, and there is absolutely no idle work."
Hu Qing sighed and looked at her seriously: "I'm wondering if it was a mistake to let you come to Shuangyang Sect."
Hu Nuan rolled his eyes and said, "Then you come with me now and go home with me to see my grandpa. I miss the sect leader and uncle, and I miss my master even more, as well as Jin Xin, Xiao Yu, Leng Ruo Lanjiu and the others."
The circles under his eyes turned red, tears burst out from his eyes, and he started crying: "I miss my master——"
Qiao Yu: I am very relieved that my disciple has not forgotten me.
Hu Qing hugged her hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I will take you back to Xiaolijie after I decide the route. I have been out for so long, it's time to go back and have a look. Your master may have returned to Xiaolijie to wait for you. ."
As for Canjian Mountain, haha, who would go back to that broken shell?
Yunzhong: Do you think I can’t find you?
Hu Qing hugged Hu Nuan in, and Hu Nuan was put in a chair and twitched. It took a long time before he finally realized: "Mom, have you grown taller again?"
Hu Qing laughed. Speaking of this, she was so proud. How many people could be like her and still thrive when they were hundreds of years old?
He pulled Hu Nuan up and compared him: "That's great, I'm still taller."
Hu Nuan's face darkened and he didn't want to cry at all.
Her mother is very good at ruining the atmosphere.
There was no one else at home, so Hu Qing asked her, "Why didn't you tell me when you were here?"
Hu Nuan: "You're just making weapons. I'm not leaving anyway, so I'm not in a hurry." Then she said with a complex expression, "Besides, I'm too busy. It took me a whole year to come to see my relatives. Plus all the departments in the sect. If everyone on the mountain top recognizes it, they will have some free time in the past few days."
When Hu Qing heard this, he said sourly: "As expected, I prefer you. Principal Jian is very irritated with me, but he is kind to you."
Hu Nuan smiled: "Because I know how to control beasts. And mom, you didn't tell me that you are the only female disciple of Shuangyang Sect. When I come, everyone will be my elders and treat me like a child. All the gifts I receive are in vain." No more."
She leaned over Hu Qing and said, "Mom, the atmosphere in Cunzhong Realm is so good. All the nine sects and nine tribes are so interesting. Everyone praises me when they see me. Mom, I feel so lost."
Hu Qing was worried: "Let's just say, this environment is not conducive to your cultivation."
What is cultivation? It is restraint. Just look at Hu Nuan's face, which is so fat that she has no jawline. How can she restrain herself?
Sad people.
Hu Nuan had to pull her to the bed, with a quilt covering her hands and feet, as if they were living in a cold kiln in the freezing cold winter outside.
Hu Nuan deeply smelled the scent of Hu Qing's body and felt satisfied without doing anything. His little head arched and arched on her shoulders.
Hu chuckled at her: "How old are you?"
Hu Nuan acted coquettishly: "You are your mother's baby no matter how old you are."
Hu Qing happily hugged her, kissed her hard, and held her face: "How many people were killed?"
Hu Nuan was unhappy: "Mom, you are not ruining the scenery."
Hu Qing: "I can't help it, I smell it."
Hu Nuan was shocked and raised his arms under his nose: "Can you smell it? I washed it."
Hu Qing smiled brightly: "Not only do I smell blood, I also smell the breath of dead souls."
Hu Nuan: "..." Momo put down his arm, "Ahem, I've been busy lately and don't have time to spend time."
Transcendence.
When I hear this word, my whole body feels bad. Why do I still recite sutras?
"Have you met your uncle?"
Hu Nuan shook his head decisively: "No. I haven't seen anyone."
Hu Qing sneered: "So you have perfectly avoided everyone."
Hu Nuan said nothing and looked at the sky and the earth but not at her.
Hu Qing sneered again, "Young man, as soon as you stick your butt out, I'll know what kind of shit you poop."
He pushed her up and said, "Send those ghosts away quickly, they are not scary to you." He asked casually, "How many ghosts are there?"
Hu Nuan whispered: "Only two or three hundred."
Hu Qing glared.
"Ahem, five or six hundred?"
Stare again.
"Okay, okay, eight or nine hundred is less than a thousand."
Hu Qing was speechless. She was sleeping with a thousand ghosts? She immediately got up and dragged her outside.
"Send away now."
Hu Nuan ouch ouch: "Why rush? I can't deliver so much at one time, I have to take my time."
Hu Qing sneered, I didn't have the patience to take my time, so I just opened the ghost door and stuffed it in.
With such a nice house and such a nice yard, she didn't want to be imbued with ghost energy, so she pulled Hu Nuan out of the yard and into an open space not far away.
"hurry up."
Hu Nuan muttered: "The blue sky and the white sun——"
Hu Qing laughed angrily, I will choose a good and auspicious day for you.
Xuan Yao and Tang Yuzi arrived just in time. When they saw one of them akimbo and the other pouting, they thought they were quarreling again, so they opened their mouths to persuade.
"Mom, my sister did nothing wrong."
"Auntie, please ask clearly first."
As soon as these two sentences came out, Hu Qing raised his hand to warm his head.
Hu Nuan glared at the two exposed people: "You are the only one who has the longest mouth."
The two were dumbfounded and realized later: "What are you talking about?"
Hu Qing sneered: "Talk about ghosts. Hu Nuan has a thousand ghosts with him. What are you talking about?"
The two of them were terrified. Ghosts? A thousand ghosts? Ah, I'm dirty.
Hu Nuan became curious and took the two of them to smell her hands: "Can you smell it? My mother said I smell of blood, and I can also smell ghosts."
The two of them each grabbed one and sniffed it, wondering why it smelled like shit.
They all shook their heads: "No."
Hu Nuan thought: "Okay, mom, you are teasing me."
Hu Qing laughed loudly: "I don't have a height or an IQ. Do I need to smell it? You will know it as soon as you think about it. Haha, you are stupid."
Hu Nuan: "..."
I feel so tired. I want to go home and find my master. Only the master is dear to me.
Hu Qing grabbed Hu Nuan who was about to leave and said, "Hurry up and take out the ghost."
Hu Nuan looked passive and sabotaged: "Ah, I understand, I will start the salvation at midnight tonight, and I will send you away without eating or drinking."
Hu Qing glared: "What do you mean by sending me away? You don't need to chant sutras, I will send you off."
Whoosh, Hu Nuan turned around and was shocked: "Mom, have you converted to Buddhism?"
If this hadn't happened to her, I would have slapped her and knocked her thousands of miles away.
Hu Nuan took out ten purple gold gourds and laid them out on the grass.
Xuan Yao and Tang Yuzi squatted on the ground and looked at each one one by one. How could it be that the purple gold gourd grew naturally and there were no traces of refining? How could it be that there was a ghost inside?
Hu Qing could tell at a glance: "The Yin gourd grown from the Yin soil is a natural container for ghosts. It is rare. Where did you find it?"
She also wanted to visit it. Gouqi had been talking about creating a small paradise with a feminine nature for a long time.
Hu Nuan: "I bought it at the auction. Mom, will you recite sutras with me?"
Hu Qing rolled his eyes and recited the Fu Sutra. If there is a quick way, don't use it. Isn't it stupid?
After making a seal with both hands, a black hole one foot square opened in the air at the same height as a person, faintly like a door.
