How can one become an immortal if he is so lazy? Chapter 379: As long as you ignore those complicated things and concentrate on doing one thing, you will fall asleep
Chapter 379: As long as you ignore those complicated things and concentrate on doing one thing, you will fall asleep
How can one become an immortal if he is so lazy? Chapter 379: As long as you ignore those complicated things and concentrate on doing one thing, you will fall asleep
On the roof, Xiaohuo sat quietly.
The adaptive barrier lets the autumn wind flow into the courtyard, blowing the red hair on the little girl’s head.
A few yellow-green fallen leaves swirled down and covered her little head.
The darkness in the sky above our heads was gradually dispersed by light, and a few roosters crowed from the city.
On the eastern horizon, the sun jumps out.
With your back to the mountains and forests, the morning light of the morning sun shines in front of you.
Until a white rainbow suddenly penetrated the sun, and the little girl's fiery red short hair suddenly ignited the flame of Nirvana.
The yellow and green leaves were blown to the ground by the air waves, and the leaves were actually full of green.
The flames stretched out and began to lengthen the short fiery red hair.
The tongue of fire covered the shoulders and back, and eventually turned into long fiery red hair.
This strange scene is like a fairyland, highlighting the majesty of Nirvana.
"Hoo!"
Xiaohuo opened his bright eyes, and the fiery red lotus-like pattern flashed in his eyes~Oh, he spit out a mouthful of Lihuo, paused, and the fire of Nirvana surged out.
"Ang!"
Xiaohuo couldn't help but let out a loud and cheerful chirp, and turned into a small flamingo, circling in the courtyard, with the flames dragging a long tail behind him.
"Shua! Step!"
Transformed into a human form again, Xiao Huo landed on his feet.
She stood in front of the house door, opened the door and entered the living room, and then ran towards her parents' bedroom impatiently, wanting to tell her parents the good news that she had successfully mastered the magical power of Nirvana.
xiaoshuting
"Bang bang"
Xiaohuo knocked on the door of the house: "Mom, dad, are you up? Xiaohuo has good news to tell his parents. Hurry up and open the door to let Xiaohuo in!"
"Click"
There was a slight noise from behind the door, and Xiao Huo had a surprised expression on his face. He was really awake!
Taking advantage of the door lock being unlocked, Xiao Huo opened the door and pushed in, running towards her parents' bedside.
"Mom and Dad, Xiaohuo has... eh?"
Xiao Huo was mid-sentence when he suddenly froze.
She saw two figures wrapped in quilts on the bed. Her father Hei Yang was holding his head with one hand, lying on his side and looking at Xiao Huo with a look of helplessness on his face.
In the quilt, Hongli was huddled in Heiyang's arms, her eyes were red, she was sobbing and crying, looking sad and sad, as if she had suffered some great grievance.
Hei Yang patted her back gently and kept comforting her: "Okay, okay, stop crying, it's okay, there's no need..."
"But, but, wuwuwu..."
Hongli burst into tears.
"Ah this..."
When Xiao Huo saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran to the two of them. He stretched out his little head and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with mom? What happened?"
"Little, little fire, wuwu..."
Hongli choked up and responded: "I, no, it's okay, wuwuwu..."
"Ah this..."
Xiaohuo panicked, it didn't look like nothing was wrong.
She looked up at her father Hei Yang and asked quickly: "What's wrong with mom? Dad, did dad bully mom into tears?!"
"What? How is it possible? I'll forget about it if you die unjustly!"
Hei Yang showed his dead eyes and said helplessly: "Generally, there are two possibilities when your mother cries like this.
First, I or a relative or friend died unexpectedly."
"Ah, what about another possibility..."
Xiao Huo looked at her mother with a worried look.
"Something bad must have happened..."
"Ah, this is not..."
Hei Yang said faintly: "Your mother was stabbed while reading a novel."
"Ehhhh???"
Seeing Xiao Huo looking like he had a lot of question marks, Hei Yang could only helplessly hehe.
Hongli went to bed early last night, so she woke up at three or four in the morning, watching her husband Hei Yang sleeping soundly in his arms.
Hongli analyzed this point and asked whether she would be beaten to death if she yelled "get up" in Hei Yang's ear, so she showed "great compassion" to her husband and decided not to disturb his dream. p>
It suddenly occurred to her that a series of novels that she had been chasing for several years was coming to an end. She bought the last volume on the way back yesterday and didn't have time to read it yet.
With the idea of planning a day in the early morning, Hongli took advantage of this time to open the last volume of the novel with great anticipation, wanting to see what kind of work the author had done for her.
Well, I didn’t give her any treatment this time, she was completely treated to death, ahem...
As a result, Hei Yang woke up in the morning, turned around and looked around, and found his wife lying there with red eyes and wiping tears. Hei Yang was immediately shocked and asked what happened.
As a result, when Hongli looked up and saw Heiyang, she threw herself into his arms and cried even harder.
"Don't ask, I've been coaxing you for half an hour."
Hei Yang showed dead fish eyes, and patted Hong Li's back gently, dumbfounded, and consoled him in a low voice: "Xiao Li, good Xiao Li, my wife?
Sister Hongli? Auntie, please stop crying. If you cry again, I will cry too, woo woo woo..."
"Woo, but, but..."
Hongli sobbed a few times and said in a tearful tone: "But why, why in the end, why did the protagonist make it so miserable in the end!
And that little girl, woo woo woo, she just wanted to go home to find her parents, what’s wrong with her, she was so innocent, and in the end so helpless, so scared, the author, you have no heart, woo woo woo woo woo...
…
Obviously, it was all fine at first, woo woo, but in the end, it was gone, gone, woo woo, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha..."
"Calm down, calm down, Miss Hong! Miss Hong? Take a deep breath, yes, take a deep breath, good job..."
Hei Yang sighed, looked up at the sky and said: "I vaguely remember that the last time she saw through the defense like this was four years ago when she was fourteen years old..."
"Woo woo woo, Hei Yang, don't mention that, when you think of that..."
Hongli choked and coughed twice, and whimpered: "When I think of the ending of the original book, I feel even sadder, wuwuwu..."
"Look."
Hei Yang sighed again and again, using both hands to move Hongli's body, turning her over in her arms and hugging her tighter.
While comforting Hong Li, he said helplessly to Xiao Huo: "Your mother's situation will last for at least five hours. It will be fine when her emotions are vented."
Guys like Hei Yang Hongli, who can't get enough of reality, almost all have one thing in common: they have a lot of imagination space in their brains, and their brain supplement and empathy abilities are relatively strong, which makes them more emotional.
The specific manifestation is that they like to treat inanimate dead objects as friends, and they are not willing to throw away the scraps and debris that are gradually becoming useless, and would rather keep them at home to occupy their place.
I don’t have as much vision for the future as I do for the past, and I don’t care much about things that others think are excessive.
But he also shows special care and cherishment of his current happiness, and anyone who wants to destroy the few spiritual pillars will get very angry and furious.
"But in general..."
Hei Yang looked at Xiao Huo and said quietly: "It's nothing serious, don't worry."
"Ah this..."
Xiaohuo showed his half-moon eyes and felt a little more relaxed. He couldn't help but said: "Then how did dad comfort mom in the past? For example, four years ago?"
"Ah, that time..."
Hei Yang looked away with some guilt: "At that time..."
……………
"Xiaoli Xiaoli, don't cry yet, do you think who is coming over there?"
"Well, who is here..."
"Ata!"
"Ah, bang..."
Hei Yang looked at Hong Li who was knocked unconscious and clapped his hands proudly: "Done!"
……………
"Ahem, um, children don't need to know so much!"
Hei Yang waved his hand and changed the topic directly.
"So, does Xiaohuo have anything to do when he comes to see his parents so early in the morning?"
"Ah um..."
Xiao Huo glanced at her mother, who was gradually calming down under her father's comfort, and secretly sighed in her heart that her father was indeed a professional. Then she smiled sheepishly, scratched her head and said, "Actually, it's nothing, that's it...
…
Well! Xiaohuo has successfully cultivated the Nirvana Fire. I originally wanted to show my parents."
"Oh, have you finished practicing?"
Hei Yang couldn't help but stretched out his thumb and praised: "Not bad, Xiao Huo, you really have a way!"
"Hey, it's all been taught by mom and dad!"
Xiaohuo's face turned slightly red, and she looked at her mother with an embarrassed smile: "Are you happy, mommy? Xiaohuo didn't disappoint her, did she?"
"..."
Hearing Xiaohuo's question, Hongli suddenly wiped her tears on Heiyang's chest, turned her head and forced a smile, and nodded: "Yeah! Xiaohuo is the pride of her mother!"
"And..."
Hong Li rubbed her red eyes, curled her lips, and muttered in displeasure: "Don't listen to your father's nonsense, who would cry for such a long time like five hours!
I was just a little touched when I saw the plot of the story, and I couldn’t get over it for a while.”
"Ah, yes, yes, I didn't recover for a while. I cried like I was dead."
Hei Yang rolled his eyes and complained: "What if I..."
"No nonsense!"
Hongli punched Heiyang hard, hitting Heiyang's chest, causing the latter's eyes to widen, and he almost died in one breath.
"In novels, people who speak like you just did, Heiyang, usually don't survive the finale!"
"Hiss!"
Hei Yang couldn't help but take a breath, rubbed his painful chest and said, "Thank you, Xiaoli, I've already felt it. After receiving your punch, I almost had half of my foot in the coffin!" p>
"Hey..."
Hongli snorted and curled her lips, knowing that Hei Yang was pretending to make her happy.
"How was it?"
Hei Yang chuckled and said, "Do you feel better?"
"It's okay to have nothing to do with it!"
Hongli glared at Hei Yang, because she and Hei Yang were the only ones in the room, so she wanted to vent her emotions happily.
"But Heiyang, you guy, let my daughter see me like this, and you want to expose my dark history. Do you want to disgrace me as a mother?"
"Huh? It's not your fault?"
Hei Yang pointed at himself and widened his eyes.
"You can blame me, right? Ah? Xiaohuo asked, I shouldn't answer?"
"Wow, you are such a good dad who answers all questions!"
Hong Li was angry and curled her lips and said: "Can't you hide it for me and tell a white lie?"
"What white lie?"
Hei Yang looked confused.
"How can I lie about this?"
"Why not?"
Hongli said confidently: "Can't you just say that you bullied me to the point of crying?
In this case, it will be very convincing!"
"I believe you!"
Hei Yang said angrily: "Wouldn't this make me a bad guy?
When the time comes, Xiaohuo will rush forward to avenge her mother!"
"Hey, it's not like you haven't made me cry before, especially recently..."
Hongli shook her head and said firmly: "That's not the key!
In short, it’s worth sacrificing you, Hei Yang, in exchange for Hong Li’s still majestic mother image!”
"Climbing crawling, you don't have any mother figure!"
Hei Yang sighed and was too lazy to continue arguing with Hong Li. While putting on his clothes, he looked at Xiao Huo and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Xiao Huo is still waiting to test his magical powers! p>
Xiaohuo, wait a minute, daddy will be here soon to help you test whether you have fully mastered it."
"Ah..."
Hongli heard that Hei Yang had something serious to do and stopped messing around with him. She couldn't help but ask, "What about me? What about me? What should I do now?"
"Huh? You?"
Hei Yang glanced at Hong Li and saw that the latter was still not in high spirits and his eyes were still red.
Hei Yang's heart softened and he sighed: "You useless girl, just lie down and rest for a while.
You can sleep for a while or whatever, and then I'll prepare breakfast for you before I wake you up."
"?!
”
Hong Li was stunned, turned her head and looked at Hei Yang, and couldn't help but rub her ears.
"Hei Yang? Was it you who spoke just now? Oh my god? Did I hear you right?"
"If you insist on getting up and working, there's nothing I can do about it."
Hei Yang snorted softly and scolded Hong Li angrily.
Being stabbed by Hei Yang, Hong Li didn't feel angry at all. Instead, because she was sure of what the other party had just said, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, raised her head and murmured: "Oh my god, I'm afraid I'm not in a dream."
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Hei Yang suddenly treated me so well. It was too foul. I was so moved and shocked Hong Li for a hundred years!"
"Just take your time to be shocked."
Hei Yang jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, stretched, turned and knocked Hong Li's head, then took Xiao Huo's hand and walked out the door.
The bedroom fell into silence, leaving only Hongli, lying blankly watching the door being gently closed.
"Well..."
Hong Li touched Hei Yang's bed, and there was still a bit of Hei Yang's warmth. She suddenly smiled happily. It felt good to have someone caring about her.
Especially since she also loves someone who cares about her, it feels even better.
For a time, the sadness of reading the novel almost disappeared.
"It's just..."
Hongli picked up the book from the bedside and flipped through it. Finally, she reached the end and sighed: "I'm still a little confused!"
But to be honest, it is a good book, otherwise she would not be so involved.
But don’t let her watch it a second time, hum!
"Let's eat ashes in the corner of the study with those swords and my books!"
Hongli snorted softly and put the book aside.
She tightened the quilt and rolled over to where Hei Yang was sleeping. Feeling the warmth left by him, she couldn't help but giggle.
"Heiyang is still the best, Heiyang is so good..."
"..."
"..."
"Hey Hugh, hey Hugh, hey Hugh..."
Under Xiao Huo's curious gaze, his father Hei Yang moved a large alchemy furnace from the warehouse and placed it in the open space with a bang.
Then Dad drew various auxiliary formations around the alchemy furnace, and finally patted the dust on his hands.
"Okay!"
Hei Yang patted the alchemy furnace on one side, looked at Xiao Huo with a smile, and explained: "Just use this to test Xiao Huo's mastery of magical powers!"
