The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

Zong Wu went out with the basin in his hand, hesitating a little before leaving.

He knew that some people would go crazy after drinking, but he didn't know if the little apprentice's wine was good, and he was even more worried that he couldn't handle it.

Just in case, Zong Wu used spiritual power to lock a lock before going out.

He is still recovering now, and he doesn't have much spiritual power, but it should be more than enough to lock a drunk person.

I thought so at first, but when I came back with the water basin, I found the room was empty.

Where did people go?

The belt was all untied just now, so you can't run out and run naked now, right?

Zong Wu's eyebrows twitched a few times, he put down the water basin and walked out the door.

"Master!"

Zong Wu raised his head. On the roof made of red tiles, the young man was half sitting on the ridge of the roof. Behind him was a thick and deep black color. A round of bright moon hung high, covering the young man with a layer of gold. , bright and bright.

"Why are you running so high? Come back and sleep."

"Why not, I want to see the moon." The boy smiled foolishly.

Qi Wushen lightly waved the folding fan, dancing lightly in indigo, as light as a white spirit bird. When he landed, his body suddenly leaned forward and took several steps.

Zong Wu was startled, and in the next second, the little apprentice bent his body and picked a small white flower with a yellow pistil from the grass in the posture of falling, and sent it to Zong Wu leisurely.

"You scared me to death." Zong Wu took the flowers, his slightly frowning brows still did not relax.

Qi Wushen leaned forward, his slightly rough thumb pad across the slender eyebrow peak, as if to rub the frown eyebrows away.

"Master, I lied to you, I'm sure nothing will happen. After all... I, I still want to protect you for the rest of my life."

Zong Wu's heart softened, and his frowning brows relaxed.

Qi Wushen leaned forward, leaned even tighter, and whispered in Zong Wu's ear.

"So... Master, after we go back... can we live together?"

Zong Wu: "..."

Even if he was drunk, he didn't forget about it. How deep is this obsession?

-

Always wake up early in the morning after a hangover.

When Qi Wushen opened his eyes, he subconsciously touched the bed beside him.

Empty, but warm.

——Master got up, but it shouldn't be long.

Dizzy, dizzy and weak, but Qi Wushen still stubbornly went to find his master.

He staggered to open the door, the steps under his feet were not particularly sharp, but very heavy.

The soul seemed to be floating above the body, and it had to be in tune with the whole body. Qi Wushen had just walked out of the hospital a few steps, when he saw a figure in white clothes walking towards him in the twilight of the morning dew.

Zong Wu held a bowl of food in his hand, and the steam wafted up, making him feel as if he was surrounded by immortal energy.

Qi Wushen stepped forward to meet him quickly, his unsuitable body suddenly seemed to be much more docile.

"Master, why did you get up so early?"

Qi Wushen took the things in Zong Wu's hand, the brown medicinal soup smelled sour, mixed with hot air and rushed straight into the nostrils, the slightly swollen head was forced by the sour smell, and it became much refreshed.

"Hangover soup?"

Zong Wu nodded.

"Master specially made it for me?"

Zong Wu nodded again.

Qi Wushen drank the hangover soup, and pressed Tie Zongwu's lips again, the smell of orange peel and sandalwood entered his mouth.

The boy licked his lips and said, "Master is so kind!"

"You used to take care of me."

"Of course the disciple is willing to take care of the master."

Zong Wu shook his head: "That's different."

-

During the last two days in Dust Realm, several people were busy packing their luggage.

Ji Sheng wanted to take the chessboard and leisure books he found in the warehouse of the house before, but it happened that the luggage he could bring was limited.

Qi Wushen is fine, he is interested in those gadgets, but not so much.

——He used to be as keen on playing as Ji Sheng, but now that he has a master and a child who is about to be born in two or three months, his interest in playing has greatly reduced.

"If you can't take it down, I can help you carry some." Qi Wushen said kindly.

Ji Sheng's eyes lit up, as if he saw hope.

Qi Wushen glanced at his pile of luggage, and immediately changed his words: "I can bring some for you, but there are too many of them!"

The Taoist in white pouted again.

After watching Ji Sheng's side, Qi Wushen took another look at Xiao Zhu.

Perhaps because of Xiaoxianmi's work, Xiaozhu cleaned up very neatly, but he seemed to have encountered other problems.

"Xiaoxianjun, he doesn't seem to want to leave." Xiaozhu pointed to the child hugged on the table leg, and said awkwardly, "When I was cleaning up yesterday, he seemed to have found something, and kept holding my leg, not letting me go. I tidy up."

Qi Wushen bent down to look at Qi Nian who was hugging the table legs.

The little guy had a pair of dark eyes, and he hugged the table legs tightly and would not let go, as if he was afraid of being forcibly taken away.

Qi Wushen touched his head, but the little guy ignored him at all.

Although recently he would come to see Qi Nian whenever he was free, but he couldn't hold back the little guy and Xiaozhu for longer.

The boy tried to persuade him with a soft voice, but it happened that the little guy ignored him and just hugged the table legs and called his brother to the air over and over again.

"How about taking it away by force?" Xiaozhu said tentatively.

Qi Wushen thought for a moment, the reason why Qi Nian's soul is unwilling to leave here is purely because it has been in this house for thousands of years, it has long been used to it, and it is not willing to leave.

Now, he has forgotten everything about the past events and memories, except for his nostalgia for the house and his brother.

After contemplating for a long time, Qi Wushen finally returned to his senses.

He said again: "I'll go ask Master."

Zong Wu once promised to take the little guy as the driving spirit after returning to Jiuchongtian. Although they have not returned to Jiuchongtian, several of them have recovered their spiritual power.

After half a stick of incense, Qi Wushen led the master back, Zong Wu couldn't squat down, so he sat on the chair next to him.

"Should I take him as the driving spirit?" Zong Wu blinked and looked up at the boy.

"En." Qi Wushen nodded.

Zong Wu said again: "Have you ever thought about a situation?"

"what?"

"Your magic weapon is also fine."

A sword has a sword spirit, and a folding fan can also have a fan spirit. Qi Wushen looked at the three folding fans on his waist.

A purple bamboo fan, simple and unadorned, was a gift from Zong Wu.

A gold-painted folding fan, with exquisite workmanship, is the most commonly used by him, wear-resistant and practical.

There is also a handful of mottled bamboo as the bottom, the middle part is made half hollow, and South Sea pearls are stuffed, which is the most luxurious, but the pattern on it is like a bird's egg, which is quite horrible.

Qi Wushen pondered for a moment, then took out the third folding fan and placed it in front of Qi Nian.

In the next second, the little guy immediately stopped hugging the table legs, and hugged Qi Wushen's outstretched hand straight away.

This fan was discovered with Qi Nian at the beginning, and he has a lot of nostalgia for the fan, if he possesses this fan, he should be willing.

"Master, you are right."

Qi Wushen waved the folding fan, dripped a few drops of blood on the fan, and wrote down the formation of the contract, the blue light of the bamboo fan flashed, the formation was completed, he put the fan in front of Qi Nian, although the little guy didn't understand what happened What, but still grab it directly.

pat-

The lifeless puppet doll landed on the ground, and there was a villain made of ink on the folding fan.

"It's done." Chao Zongwu smiled brightly as soon as the boy put away his folding fan.

-

The water of the Tianhe River descends from the Nine Heavens, rushing endlessly into the realm of dust.

Returning to Jiuchongtian’s painting boat, the sky just started at the edge of the dusty world, the location is not difficult to find, at the connecting post station designated by Jiuchongtian, the teleportation array can arrive.

Before leaving, the villagers of Daizui Village came to see them off again. Several people stood in the teleportation circle, and the villagers smiled and waved to them.

For a moment, a white light came on, and the soft light enveloped several people. When they opened their eyes again, the scene under their feet changed suddenly. The villagers disappeared, and the old house disappeared.

Several people were standing on a pier, surrounded by golden runes, protecting this place from being discovered by the people in the dust realm.

Not far away, there were rustling discussions, Qi Wushen glanced lightly, and three or four people dressed as ordinary people were looking at them.

"It looks like he came down to set out a mission." Ji Sheng said in a low voice.

"En." Qi Wushen responded softly, turned around and took out something from the package.

"Master." Qi Wushen handed over a curtain hat.

Around the veiled hat hung a long white thin silk, just enough to cover the face when worn on the face.

"Those people should have just finished their mission and returned to Jiuchongtian, and they probably don't know about us yet. There will be too many people for a while, so it's better to cover them up just to be safe."

Although he was "protected" by Nan Tianzun, he should act in a low-key manner.

According to the original plan, after they privately returned to Jiuchongtian, Nan Tianzun would come forward to reconcile Ji Yuan's side.

The matter of several people going down to earth without permission was suppressed by Nan Tianzun early in the morning. What Zong Wu and the others have to do is to verify that the demon fetus is fake after returning, and this matter can be regarded as a turning point.

It seems simple, but if his identity is discovered now, or if he makes too much noise and is discovered by more people, even Nan Tianzun can't handle the matter of going down to earth without permission.

Because of this, as soon as they left the teleportation formation, several people used the spell of disguise.

At this time, the few people were either mean-spirited or unremarkable. If they were not familiar enough with each other's clothes, they might not be able to recognize each other even if they were scattered in the crowd.

Zong Wu took the veil and put it on his head. The veil was longer than he imagined, and even covered part of his protruding belly, making him less conspicuous in the crowd, and he had to distinguish carefully to see that he was pregnant. .

"The boat going back to the Nine Heavens first passes through the Nether Mansion of the Styx River, then the Earth Wall, the Human Wall, and finally stops at the Sky Tower. There are too many people along the way, so you don't talk much when you get on the boat." Qi Wushen instructed several people, paused and then stopped. Said, "If someone asks about the mission, tell them not to disclose it. If you are asked about the master, you say that you are not familiar with us, but you just happen to be with us."

Several people nodded repeatedly, at this moment, at the end of the line of sight, a painted boat with carved beams and painted phoenixes came from the end of the line of sight.

The painted boats are decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the characters on the lanterns are lifelike.

As the boat approached, there was a burst of gentle and pleasant singing, accompanied by the sound of the pipa, the sound of the guqin, the high mountains and flowing water, and the sound of the qin. When the song ended, there were endless clapping and applause.

"Why are there still singers?" Ji Sheng wondered.

The painting boat docked, and the person on the boat in light pink and green onion clothes holding an orchestra and silk bamboo came into view. Ji Sheng slapped his thigh and exclaimed "Damn".

Qi Wushen couldn't help saying "Huh?"

"If I don't pass through a calamity, have all the people in Le Zong degenerated to singing on the boat?"