Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1240 raised you so big, did you run away for a man?

Isn’t my sister’s master the ancestor of the lawless?

Lingshang was shocked, and at the same time he felt a touch of melancholy.

"In case sister can't come back..."

"No!" Gong Siyu interrupted sharply, stubbornly, "Kiddy will come back!" If something unexpected happens, won't there be... own master?

"Good apprentice, come and explain to Master, what is New Year's Eve?"

The Spring Festival has lasted since the first year of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty about 4,000 years ago.

No wonder Hongjun didn't understand. At that time, he had already plunged into nothingness.

"A festival, called the Spring Festival, is an important day for family reunion, once a year, and continues from ancient times to the present day. It is the most important festival in the human world."

Hongjun nodded as if understanding or not, the baby carried a cell phone in exchange for an immortal grass in his hand, "Can you teach the teacher how to play with this long shell? Looking back, the old man can show off to the old black. He definitely doesn't understand."

The ancestor Hongjun and the ancestor Wutian should be fighting between the heavens and the earth. They are used to fighting, and everything is compared. The thought of being able to show off what he doesn't understand in front of the ancestor Wutian makes Hongjun face red. , Smile happier.

Miyajiyu was patient and helpless, so he could only teach the old man to play with the phone.

God knows that his heart is dull, and his mind is full of spirits whether he can come back, and how he can endure the impatient, teach Hongjun.

After teaching for a while, the old man learns very quickly, and he can draw inferences about it almost once.

Mo about two hours later.

He drank a pot of tea and found the phone's camera function to be particularly interesting.

Seeing that the wide garden outside the living room was covered with white snow, dead branches and rockery, the scenery was not bad, so he was very interested in letting Gong Siyu take him to stroll around the large and small gardens in the courtyard, strolling and taking pictures.

Lingshang and Liuyun were especially curious about what the old man came from, so they followed along.

"Brother-in-law, where is this sacred? You and your sister got back so many sands of time in the void, wouldn't it be this old man who helped?"

Not far away, old man Hongjun was holding his mobile phone and taking photos.

Upon hearing this, Gong Siyu said coldly: "Well, it's him."

Liu Yun listened to this, just about to speak, and the old man not far away seemed to think that the snow scene of the garden was so boring, and suddenly he shouted at him: "My boy! Can I be a teacher? Use some spiritual power to change your big garden? I promise my teacher that we will never destroy a single tree or a stone!"

"up to you!"

Gong Siyu shouted back loudly, and immediately twisted his eyebrows. He didn't understand why he was here to accompany the old man around the garden. He was worried that the necromancer could return.

"Gong Siyu! Look at what the old man is doing!" Suddenly, Liu Yun seemed to have discovered something surprising, patted Gong Siyu on the shoulder, and pointed to the white hair surrounded by thousands of golden rays not far away. Old man.

The golden aura was like broken stars, suddenly diffused, and soon enveloped the entire courtyard.

Withered trees and spring leaves and flowers, the original silver outfit was always wrapped in withered winter scenes. The moment Hongjun ancestor chanted the curse and made his handprints, it was like spring flowers blooming, and the realm of Penglai showed its vigorous vitality!

The wisteria flowers are in full bloom, forming a half-moon-shaped weeping flower arch. The white snow covered in the pavilions, verandas, and rockery melts, and countless emerald green rhizomes and vines entwined like snakes, and the vines were full of five-colored flowers.

The ice on the surface of the pond gradually melted, dozens of large golden koi carps were tumbling and playing in the pond, and the shore was full of unknown flowers and trees.

Lingshang, Liuyun and Gongsiyu were immediately stunned by the beauty in front of them.

In the huge pond, pink lotus blooms and floats from the water, with a charming fragrance. Against the backdrop of the lotus leaves, it is graceful and noble. Paeonia, hydrangea and other gorgeous flowers bloom in the bushes, such as palace gardens. Surrounded, like being in a fairyland.

The ancestor of Hongjun set up a courtyard around the entire courtyard to block the cold, and keep the temperature in the courtyard at a constant temperature in spring for a long time to ensure that the flowers bloom undefeated and the spring grass is full of vitality.

In recent years, the elderly in the imperial capital like to buy expensive SLR cameras and expensive lenses to take pictures of flowers, flowers, insects, birds, and beasts. Now the old man in front of them is the same, but his equipment is just a mobile phone. The shooting can't stop.

"Good apprentice, come to take a picture of Master, and I'm standing by the pond!"

"Here..." Gong Siyu sighed and walked up quickly.

So that afternoon, he was dragged by the old man Hongjun, patted and looked at, the old man didn't give him free time to worry about spiritual things.

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Ninety-nine heaven.

The twelve temples were completely destroyed, half restored to their original appearance, and half reduced to ruins.

The same is true for the dark blue galaxy sky, half of the stars have fallen, dimmed and chaotic, and half are still shining, vast and bright.

The temple of the Wutian ancestor still stands there.

At this moment, at the hundred-level stairway outside the temple, an old and a young are sitting on the top steps, looking at the magnificent stars and galaxies, looking at the slowly rotating mysterious sphere, and seeing the misty clouds and clouds. Yun Shu, seeing the meteor passing by, is beautiful and dreamy.

Linggui is like a child holding a doll, holding Wutian's arms, leaning on his shoulders, and playing with his master’s black beard from time to time, turning around his fingers, while Wutian ancestors have a deep and serious face, letting Wutian pull He stretched his arms without saying a word, and seemed to be sulking because his precious apprentice was abducted by a wild man outside.

"Master?"

"..." Wutian snorted coldly, squinting at the spirit.

"Then why Guier's soul flew away in the past, you didn't learn from Emperor Si, and you tried to resurrect me?" Ling Wei wondered, if the Wutian ancestor came to resurrection, I am afraid that it would not have to wait so long?

"I want to be a teacher! But the Three Realms War as a teacher and Hongjun can't intervene to change the causal ending of the reincarnation of this heavenly path. When the lower realm finds your body, they are told that the stinky boy of the Emperor Division has taken your real body and disappeared and is a teacher. Even if he knew that he brought you into the hidden sea in the heart of the earth, there is nowhere to be found. If you knew that the kid wanted to resurrect you and would be a teacher to help you, why would you have to wait so long? That Emperor is also a stupid thing. It took so long to resurrect you back and forth!"

"Master, don't say that to him..."

Lingyu was angry, and stubbornly pulled Wutian's black beard, and was glared at Wutian and slapped her hand.

"The little white-eyed wolf is now helping his husband-in-law to speak? How can you not see you as a teacher when you are so old as a teacher?"

"Master crosses the Three Realms, don't need to protect it." After a pause, the spirit said again, "Does the Master have already cast the spell and understood everything I experienced before I was resurrected? Including me in the human world, living as Ji Yuno , The tribulations experienced by becoming a yin and yang official..."

(End of this chapter)