Shui Xin thought about how to escape from Earth, and if he was beaten, it would only be a moment later.
But Hu Zhuzhu, that little bastard, used hidden tricks to prevent him from escaping. He stopped him for a second, and a second later, he was caught by the collar.
Hu Qing still had some sense. As soon as he caught Shui Xin, he immediately cast a soul-locking spell on him. He remembered that there were many children at the scene and violence was not good for children's physical and mental health, so he dragged him to the ground and threw him for more than a dozen times.
This time, after letting off some steam, I carried the person and flew away.
Flying very fast and impatiently.
People who witnessed all this:...I hope the Buddha will bless me.
The old monk said to Yunzhong and Fan Lao: "The children know it well. They have good feelings."
The two of them are so horrifying: What do you, a monk, feel like?
The old monk was in a good mood and left with his hands behind his back. He was going to write a diary, record the harmonious scene between the brother and sister, and tell the story to the young monk later.
Hu Nuan patted her skirt: "I have to follow him and promise my uncle to save him."
Others have to follow.
Hu Nuan stopped him: "Don't. If you guys see his miserable state, my uncle will get angry and do something. I can't stop him."
Hu Zhuzhu: "Don't go, he is the best at teasing people secretly."
Hu Huahua laughed at him: "Then you have learned the essence of your father." She said that he had just stopped Shui Xin from escaping.
Shui Cong said to Hu Nuan: "Then go quickly. If your mother goes too far, wait until she calms down. I'm afraid she will feel guilty again."
He won't go. The younger brother should have been beaten long ago.
After leaving the Buddhism area, Hu Qing threw Shui Xin to the ground before hitting him. He felt that the ground was too soft, so he didn't want to help this guy release his strength. He lifted him up and looked around, feeling that those trees could not bear the consequences for him innocently.
She had no power and simply took her blacksmithing table from the space.
Shui Xin broke out in cold sweat when he saw it: "No."
Hu Qing sneered and threw him on the blacksmithing platform, fixing him with the toughest animal sinews. Without using a hammer, he climbed up and hit him like a meteor shower with steel-like fists.
Shui Xin screamed, but as soon as he screamed, a fist fell on his face. This happened several times, and he realized it, so he closed his mouth and burst into tears.
Hu Qing beat and shouted: "You still have the nerve to cry! You still have the nerve to cry! I can't even cry!"
The fists fell sharply, and as long as Shui Xin remained silent, she would no longer slap him in the face.
Shui Xin had nothing to say. This matter was extremely mysterious. No matter what, Hu Qing was plotted once. He deserved this beating. Besides, he had his own way of protecting his body. As long as he was not beaten to death, he could do whatever he wanted.
She was just venting.
"Monster! Let go of that monk! In broad daylight, it's indecent - Huh? Hu Qing? Ahh - I didn't see anything, bye!"
Hu Qing was so beaten that he forgot himself. When he heard this string of words clearly, he looked back and saw no one. He only saw the leaves on a small tree rustling in the same direction and then became quiet again.
Who is it? It seems that the voice is not familiar. Who cares, just beat him!
And Shui Xin thought to herself, who is it that he ran away when the road was rough? Is Hu Qing a savage beast? Does rescuing a monk from her hand harm your merits? It's really not chivalrous!
I don’t know how much time had passed, but Hu Qing was exhausted. After all, as a martial artist, she punched with all her strength. The dead monk lay flat, bleeding from all his orifices, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was gone.
But Hu Qing knew he was just faking it.
I jumped off the stage and took a few steps back. I tilted my head to the left and right to look. I always felt that something was missing. After looking at it for a long time, I suddenly realized that there was something missing about the atmosphere!
So I went to pick up a lot of dry firewood from around and piled it on the blacksmithing table to form a hill.
"Just firewood, not worthy of you."
Hu Qing smiled sinisterly, took the fuel for refining the weapon from the space, and poured it on, a dozen buckets of it, not only soaking the firewood mountain, but also flowing all over the ground.
Hu Nuan, who was peeping not far away, was twitching her face. If she went out to break up the fight, would her mother also burn her?
Forget it, my uncle is so powerful that he won't be burned to death for a while, let's wait a while, wait for my mother to calm down, and then she will jump out to put out the fire.
Hu Qing's fingertips jumped out of the flames and sneered at the invisible water heart inside: "Don't say I wronged you. I already know what's going on. That thing is self-obstructed. If it doesn't want to, no one will just treat it as a stone.
.You insist that it is a weapon, which shows that you already know what it is and the consequences of accepting it. But you still designed me, which shows that you deserve to suffer whatever I do to you today."
Shui Xin sighed, she was still angry at the moment, it was useless for him to explain, just burn her, he wouldn't be burned to death anyway.
The flames were thrown on Chai Shan, and the wind blew up, instantly burning into a volcano, with flames reaching three feet high into the sky.
Hu Qing also did his homework and recited the Purana Sutra loudly in front of the fire.
When Hu Nuan heard this, she felt that her mother was not reciting sutras, but was cursing her uncle to stay on the road to death forever and never let her see him again!
So - what is the normal relationship between siblings? Then she and Hu Huahua - ah!
It was another day where I learned a lot.
When the wood and fuel burned out, Hu Nuan stretched his neck and trotted forward.
"Mom, thank you for your hard work, here you go."
Half a piece of watermelon, sprinkled with smoothie, with a small spoon inserted.
Hu Qing took it and glared: "It's better for you and him."
Hu Nuan chuckled and turned around: "Mom~Mom~my dear mother——"
Hu snorted lightly, turned around, and dug into the watermelon meat to eat.
Hu Nuan ran to the blacksmithing table, not afraid of the redness of the blacksmithing table. He touched it, and a burst of white mist rose from his hand.
"Uncle, get up, my mother won't argue with you anymore."
With a surge of spiritual energy, thick firewood ash fell around, revealing a gray-faced, white-clothed water core that had been roasted into a scorched yellow color.
Hu Nuan asked him with concern: "Uncle, the material of your clothes is so bad, my mother didn't even use spiritual fire to burn you."
Shui Xin opened her eyes: "Your uncle and I don't pursue material enjoyment."
Hu Nuan laughed, helped him down, and both of them went to see Hu Qing.
Hu Qing concentrated on eating the watermelon and ignored everyone.
Shui Xin looked at Hu Nuan and compared her throat: "Fuck."
Hu Nuan gave him the other half of the watermelon and added a thicker smoothie. His uncle looked wrinkled after being roasted by the fire and wanted to rehydrate.
Shui Xin dug out three big pieces and swallowed them before he recovered: "You go back first, I have something to tell your mother."
Hu Nuan gave him a wishful look: "Don't mess with her again. My mother's temper is even worse than before."
"Hu Xiaonuan!" Hu Qing yelled at her: "Did I have a bad temper before? How could I raise you with a bad temper? You're a little bastard who eats the inside out."
Hu Qing didn't turn around, Hu Nuan said silently to her back, "You gave birth to that bastard."
Turning to Shuixin: "I'm leaving first."
Then she ran to Hu Qing: "Mom, I'm going back first, Lin Shu is still waiting for me."
Hu Qing waved his hands in annoyance.
Hu Nuan left, and they each ate their own melons, throwing away the rinds at the same time.
Hu Qing: "Tell me about it."
Shui Xin raised his hands to the side of his head: "As you said, if it didn't take the initiative, how would I know what it is? It really found me on its own. It also really didn't choose me and had to follow me. At that time, I felt something,
Now it's really on you, it's really coming for you."
