After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Ning Buwei put the teacup on the stone table and made a soft sound.

The body sat next to him and tugged at his sleeve under the table.

Ning Buwei's brows moved slightly, and then his hand was pulled under the table, the warm and soft fingertips ran across the palm, the weird itching almost made the big devil break his wrist.

The body wrote two words on his palm: child.

Then he squeezed Ning Buwei's palm angrily.As for why it is said to be angry - the force is a little "big".

Probably because he felt that he was so angry if he gave the child to "others" or not to himself.

Ning Buwei retracted his hands into his sleeves with a dull face, his palms ached.

Chu Jun could clearly see their small movements in private, and felt pain in his eyes, so he looked away expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Does the child have a name?"

"One word at a time." Ning Buwei said.

"Li Xiu?" Chu Jun looked down at the child in his arms.

Ning Xiu looked at the beauty and asked a question in vain: "Huh?"

Who is Li Xiu?

His heartless father changed his name without saying hello, and said solemnly: "Yes, Li Xiu."

"What do you plan to do in the future, Fellow Daoist?" Chu Jun poured him a cup of tea, and deliberately pushed the teacup to Ning Buwei's hand, lest his avatar, who was not very good at thinking, serve the tea again.

When the tea was at hand, Ning Buwei politely picked it up and took another sip.

"To tell you the truth, I'm an ordinary casual cultivator in the next level, wandering around in seventeen states and living in no fixed place—" Ning Buwei hinted brightly: "The child will only suffer if he follows me."

Moreover, he changed diapers every day, so he had no time to fight at all, and he had to carry a child with him after a fight, which would damage his image of a ruthless big devil.

Chu Jun immediately understood what the other party meant.

What the other party said was right, the child has walked back and forth on the line of life and death for three months from birth to now, and it is not easy to live to this day.

"In that case, then leave the child with me." Chu Jun said calmly, "You can come to Yijianfeng to see him at any time."

This is what Ning Bu made to come to him, and what Chu Jun said was exactly what he wanted, so he went back and forth with the other party to test him a few times.

This person has a calm personality and good conversation. Except for his overly beautiful face, he looks barely good in other aspects.

This monk named Chu Shan is more than two hundred years old. He has cultivated at the golden core stage, and his master has fallen. He has no Taoist companions, brothers, and apprentices. He lives alone in Yijian Peak. raise a child.

The most important thing is that the other party helped him repair the dantian meridians twice without asking for anything in return. Even when he entered his sea of ​​consciousness, he never had any malicious intentions. Hai, the other party must have seen that Ning Xiu was born with a good physique, but he never mentioned it in words, seeing that he is indifferent to fame and wealth.

Ning Bu has been making waves for so many years, but he still has a good eye for people, and the other party can fully bear the words "beautiful people and kind hearts".

Although he always sneered at any kind and upright monks, he didn't realize until he entrusted his son to others, such monks were more reassuring.

"These are the things he wants to use." Ning Buwei put a Na ring on the stone table.

Chu Jun took it and asked, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Recently, he likes to eat pumice fruit. It is enough to feed one small spoon at a time. If you squeeze the juice, you can drink three spoons. If you eat too much, he will not sleep at night; he will not eat rice cereal that is too thick or too thin. Don't feed it when it is cold. He has diarrhea. If he has diarrhea, warm his acupoints with spiritual power. Usually, I bathe him once every two days. The water temperature should not be too low. He likes the long one for the two pieces of driftwood used in the bath...he likes the one There is a hole in the little dress with a duck on it, don't throw it away for him, last time I threw it away for him for three days..." Ning Buwei paused, then said:

"He is particularly afraid of the dark. Remember to pinch a small glowing bell for him to hold when he sleeps at night, but don't make it too bright, otherwise he won't be able to sleep."

"If he cries, he's either hungry or peeing, and he'll groan if he's uncomfortable,"

"It's fine to cuddle and coax him before going to sleep, and he will fall asleep after coaxing, but you should spread some cotton quilts on this stone bed. Although he is at the golden core stage, he doesn't know how to use spiritual power, and he is still afraid of the cold..."

"Although he is very good, you should talk to him more. He may be clingy, but he will get better when he grows up. Don't ignore him."

Ning Buwei frowned as he spoke, "Although the diaper can be cleaned, it's better to change it frequently. When he cries, remember to coax him quickly, otherwise his voice will be hoarse."

Speaking of which, he could already imagine that the beautiful woman on the opposite side disliked his son's bedwetting, refused to change his son's diaper, and then threw his son alone on the cold stone bed, letting his son turn purple from crying and ignore him up.

Seeing that her fingers do not touch the spring water, this beautiful woman probably only eats fairy flowers and drinks spiritual springs when she eats. Ning Buwei can't imagine how the other party is squatting in front of the stove and boiled.

Ning Buwei suddenly thought more and more and felt unreliable.

"Okay." Chu Jun wrote down everything.

Ning Buwei raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

Her skin was creamy, her eyebrows were painted like black ink, and her pair of red phoenix eyes were cold and seductive. Both her bones and skin were stunning. If she was a woman, she would attract many monks to flock to her.

Fortunately, he is a male cultivator.

But he was still not at ease, so he asked a slightly overreaching question, "Does Fellow Daoist Chu have a good female cultivator...or a male cultivator?"

Chu Jun took Na Jie's hand and paused slightly, looking at him with a hint of coldness.

Ning Buwei was not afraid at all, and said with a slight smile: "Daoist friends have a heavenly appearance, there must be many suitors. If you already have someone you like, and the other party sees that you suddenly have an extra child, I'm afraid they will misunderstand you."

Don't be tempted to find a stepmother or stepfather for his son at that time, he is not at ease with the other party's own father, let alone a stepfather who is not related by blood.

It's all right to find a weak female cultivator, but if you find a stepfather who is Kong Wu and powerful, this beauty doesn't seem to be very good at beating. At that time, wouldn't the stepfather wantonly ravage the beauty with one punch, and then kill his son? Throw it into the ice and snow and freeze it into an ice doll——

Ning Buwei's face darkened when he thought of this, and his fists were hardened.

Chu Jun didn't know why the other party looked at him suddenly full of pity, and said in a blunt tone: "No."

Whoever doesn't have a long-sighted mind dares to hit his idea, maybe it's because he thinks his life is too long.

Ning Buwei felt that it was not very credible for him to say that he was not credible with this face, but originally it was just to remind him out of the mouth, and after pointing to the end, he explained some trivial matters to him, and then got up to leave.

"This child will bother fellow Taoist." Ning Buwei took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it in Ning Xiu's arms together with the fluffy little yellow dog. "This bottle of Jade Spirit Pill is to express my gratitude."

Chu Jun looked at the porcelain vase, feeling strangely familiar, and looked up at the body beside Ning Buwei.

Although the soul in the body couldn't be taken back for the time being, he could feel the emotions of the body.

For example, now his body is very depressed, even a little angry.

Chu Jun picked up his own porcelain vase without changing his expression, and found that half of the porcelain vase he had filled was missing, his eyebrows moved slightly, "Thank you."

Ning Buwei has always maintained his gentle personality, "Yes, I will leave."

After saying that, he turned around and left, the body followed closely, but accidentally tripped when passing by Chu Jun, and Chu Jun gave him a hand as if unintentionally.

Someone put a partition concealment talisman on this body, no wonder his soul was trapped inside and couldn't come back, but I don't know what the other party did to make such a soul so attentive.

This partition concealment talisman is very good, even he couldn't untie it for a while, and this monk named Li Chengfeng also marked it in his sea of ​​consciousness, just let this body follow him to find out .

Chu Jun quietly patted a talisman on the body before letting him go.

Ning Buwei took two steps before realizing that the body hadn't followed him. When he turned his head, he saw the body catch up with him "aggressively", grabbing his wrist and trying to pull him back.

Ning Buwei took off the gentle and polite mask just now, and said impatiently: "What are you doing when you go back?"

The body took his palm and wrote on it: child.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows and said, "Now it belongs to someone else's family."

The body froze for a moment, and then wrote: dog.

Ning Buwei said: "I sent it off with the child."

The whole shell of the body is visibly wronged by the naked eye, and the strength of writing has become a little bit stronger: elixir.

Ning Buwei coughed lightly, and said confidently: "What you gave me is mine. I saw that he looks good so I gave it to him. Is there a problem?"

The body froze in place in shock.

Ning Buwei felt for a moment that he was playing with the scum of his body and emotions at will, but he quickly put down this outrageous thought and warned: "Even if you are Wanli, don't meddle in your own business."

Although Chu Jun couldn't control the behavior of the body, he clearly saw and heard Ning Buwei's arrogant face and domineering words through the body, and by the way, he personally experienced the emotional transformation of the body from anxiety to sadness and grievance to astonishment.

For the first time, the master uncle who knew that he could still have so many emotions: ...

But who is Wanli?

Ning Xiu, who was held in his arms, turned his little head and said "ah" at him.

Chu Jun remembered what Ning Buwei explained before, so he talked to him seriously, "Huh?"

"Ah?" Ning Xiu tilted his head, his eyes full of doubts.

Where's daddy?

The uncle, who couldn't understand what his son was saying, fell silent. He could only pinch his face to show that he was listening.

"Ah~ ah~" Ning Xiu looked around again, there were only cold stones around, no father, no brother and sister, and no steaming mush, although there was Mother Bai, but father was gone.

Daddy~ Daddy~ I want Daddy~

Chu Jun hugged him, and said in a cold voice, "I will be your father from now on."

Ning Xiu only heard the word "Father", his small mouth shrunk, tears welled up in his eyes, and he sobbed childishly: "Ah~"

Where is my dad?

Seeing his pitiful appearance of crying or not, Chu Jun said, "Do you miss your other father?"

"Wow!" As a three-month-old baby, Ning Xiu really wanted to be stronger, but he couldn't at all. He just wanted Daddy.

Baibai Niang is very good, but he has always been inseparable from his father, and has never been separated for such a long time. The little baby burst into tears immediately.

Chu Jun had hugged a newborn child before, and his child cried like a kitten, but his son cried like a little tiger, swallowing his anger.

The cry echoed in the empty cave.

So he took out the ring that Ning Buwei had left behind, and his uncle, who had not touched the world for nearly a thousand years, began to try to cook rice porridge for his son.

The next second, Master Uncle froze in place holding a small bag of rice paste.

There must be a pot, a stove, a spoon, and firewood.Chu Jun looked around, and there was nothing in the huge cave except stone tables and stone beds.

So the uncle, while holding his crying son in his arms, began to rummage through his receiving ring and spiritual storage bag.

A small bundle of mahogany, an ancient divine sword, a seven-aperture exquisite pagoda picked up in a secret realm, a mechanical puppet made by myself... I don't know how many years I have accumulated pills and talismans... a medicine furnace bought from the Medicine King Valley, some A small piece of red string from who knows where...

He had never felt so flustered when he was fighting with the monsters in the period of crossing the catastrophe, his ears were filled with the wail of his son, Jing and Taizun, who practiced the pure way, felt like they were crossing the catastrophe.

Immediately after a wave of the long sleeves, two identical clones appeared in the cave instantly.

If Ning Buwei is here, he will definitely find that although the three bodies have different shapes and clothes, they all have one thing in common, that is, they don't pinch their faces.

Chu Jun learned the previous lesson, and simply pinched the facial features on the faces of the two bodies, and then divided the soul into three, and began to get busy in the cave.

The body in black began to find black iron from the spirit bag to make pots with bare hands, and the body in red went out of the cave to find firewood, while his real body hugged his son and coaxed him patiently. Putting a red rope on the ground, he hugged Ning Xiu and twisted the red rope.

It's just an ordinary red string, about as long as an adult man's wrist, it should be a bracelet.

But it was strange that he couldn't remember where it came from, let alone why he put the red string in the ring.

He has lived for thousands of years, but he doesn't like to collect things very much, and he has saved a lot, and it is impossible to remember everything in detail, and he will give up after thinking about it for a while.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu was tired from crying, hiccupping and sobbing, and reached out to grab the red rope. "ah!"

Daddy's blood~

Daddy~

"Like it?" Seeing that his son was holding on and refused to let go, Chu Jun wound the red rope three times around his little wrist.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu opened his eyes wide and looked at the extra red string in his hand, subconsciously wanting to chew it into his mouth.

Chu Jun looked down at the red rope and felt that something was missing, so he hugged Ning Xiu and started picking from the scattered treasures on the bed.

"This?" Chu Jun picked up the Wannian Lingyu for his son.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu blinked and pushed away in disgust.

Green and green, I don’t like it~

Chu Jun casually threw the ten-thousand-year spiritual jade aside, and picked up a piece of dark gold he dug out from the center of the dark field, "This?"

"Ah~" Ning Xiu turned his head.

丑~

Chu Jun then put down the dark gold, and picked up a piece of positive silver exuding a strong aura, "Father buckled it from the gate of the floating realm back then, and this is the most beautiful piece."

"Yeah~" Ning Xiu tilted his head, heard the word "beautiful", looked at the shiny piece of silver seriously, and carried it into his arms.

nice~

Chu Jun felt that only one piece of positive silver was not enough, so he stood by the bed with his son to pick and choose, and the father and son picked three more silver bells that he found from Xuantian Secret Realm. Ken quit.

The person who was as cold as frost and snow laughed, as if the ice and snow melted instantly, "You like this wood too?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Jun was taken aback, too?

"Ah!" Ning Xiu rolled his eyes at him.

Daddy likes it!I like it too!

Chu Jun hugged him and sat by the bed, took out a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly injected spiritual power, and began to cut wood for his son.

Ning Xiu opened his eyes curiously in his arms, staring at him intently, temporarily forgetting his father.

Although mahogany is called mahogany, its color is extremely dark, so dark that it is slightly brown, and it is not awkward to put on the red rope.After about half a quarter of an hour, Chu Jun carved a small and exquisite longevity lock with his spiritual power, and made the three small bells smaller and dropped them on the lock.

Then he took a piece of mahogany and whittled a thin bead, which happened to be buckled at the end of the red rope.

On Ning Xiu's little wrist, there was a red rope with a long-lived lock. A round wooden bead fastened the red rope together, and the bell rang with a light shake, which was clear and pleasant to the ear.

"Yeah." Ning Xiu shook his little hand, and the silver bell rang.

When the child shakes, the bell will ring.

"Yeah." Ning Xiu raised his little hand to show Chu Jun, "Ah~"

Chu Jun smiled lightly, "Just like it."

After the rice paste was cooked, the two bodies began to use spirit wood to make a cradle for his son. Chu Jun held his son and showed him the little spirit beast in the water mirror, "Which one do you like? Daddy will bring it to you."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu pointed Chu Jun to the little milk dog in his arms.

I have it~

"Is this a spirit beast?" Chu Jun pinched the back of the puppy's neck and held it in front of his eyes, "Can you speak?"

Rhubarb: "...Aww."

The Dongfu here is lively and lively, while in the Sangyun Inn on the other side, Ning Buwei is spinning a few Suzaku broken knives, feeling bored.

The body seemed to have been severely hit, quietly silent in the corner.

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang lay on the table to read the application form they had received, and filled it in with a brush.

"My birthday is next month, should I fill in 23 or 24 for my age?" Feng Zizhang asked while biting his brush.

"24, older and calmer." Jiang Yizheng suggested.

"It makes sense." Feng Zizhang looked at the column of accommodation arrangement on the registration form, and turned to ask Ning Buwei, "Senior, it said that the handyman can bring a family member."

Ning Buwei twirled the knife and snorted lightly: "You have family members, take them with you."

Feng Zizhang squeezed his pen, cleared his throat and said, "Senior, why don't you stay with Xiao Shan in the madam's cave?"

"He's not my wife." Ning Buwei put the broken knives together.

However, there may be many monks who want to snatch her and become his wife.

Jiang Yizheng thoughtfully said: "Senior, is Xiaoshan his mother good-looking?"

"It's okay." Ning Buwei clicked his tongue when he remembered the other party's astonishing beauty.

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng exchanged glances, and Jiang Yizheng mouthed to him: There is a play.

Feng Zizhang shook his head: Impossible.

"I've filled it out!" Jiang Yizheng picked up the form and shook it, on which was written—father: Li Chengfeng.

Feng Zizhang: "!!"

Sister, can you ask him first!

"Senior, Xiaojiang, she, she...she is quick." Feng Zizhang made amends for her, "You don't mind."

Ning Buwei said calmly, "It's okay."

Jiang Yizheng's eyes lit up, "Father?"

Ning Buwei: "...shut up."

Jiang Yizheng: "Oh."

Ning Buwei put together five pieces of the Suzaku Broken Knife and found that at least three pieces were missing. He raised his eyes and looked to the corner, "Come here."

The body that had been sulking alone for a while was silent for a moment, but still walked up to him.

"Take off your clothes." Ning Buwei looked at his heart.

Jiang Yizheng, who was lying on the table and writing, straightened his ears instantly.

"Senior, let's fill it out. Xiao Jiang is hungry and I'll take her out for dinner!" Feng Zizhang grabbed Jiang Yizheng and walked out the door.

Jiang Yizheng turned around and retorted, "I'm not hungry—"

Feng Zizhang covered her mouth, frowned seriously, and said firmly, "No, you're hungry."

After speaking, he pushed Jiang Yizheng out the door, and closed the door tightly by the way.

Ning Buwei, who just wanted to strengthen the hidden separator: "..."

But that body was still holding onto his wrist, writing in his palm: It's not suitable for etiquette.

Ning Buwei wanted to use the Suzaku Broken Knife to cut him dry, so he said impatiently: "If I tell you to take it off, you can take it off, what a waste."

Be as crazy as you want.

Chu Jun, who was about to put his son to sleep in the cave, felt a kind of anger and humiliation, and was stunned for a moment. He used the talisman to connect with his body, and saw that his avatar was half-faded, and he saw it in the daytime. The "gentle and polite" Li Daoyou who arrived was covering the heart of the body with his hands.

The borrowing symbol is connected with the body. Although the body cannot be controlled, what the body sees, thinks, and feels will be transmitted to the real body without leaving a trace.

At this moment, in front of Chu Jun was Ning Buwei's slightly impatient handsome face, and his clothes were disheveled, his heart was caressed by the other's slightly cool fingers, and even pressed lightly, a very weird tingling sensation hit him instantly. The whole body made him freeze in place.

Master Uncle, who has always been immovable, turned dark, "Presumptuous!"