The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Song Ningqing was brought back by Patriarch Bai when he was traveling abroad. He saw a two-year-old child sitting on the side of the road, babbling and reciting poems, looking very cute.Patriarch Bai couldn't love him for a while, so he took the child back to the village, found the child's parents and begged him to be his apprentice.

"What's the name of this child?" Patriarch Bai asked.

"Song Ningqing." Song Ningqing's mother replied rubbing her red eyes.

After that, Patriarch Bai asked Song Ningqing to kowtow to his parents, and then took Song Ningqing away.Along the way, Patriarch Bai hugged and teased Song Ningqing, but Song Ningqing didn't cry or make trouble, but just stared blankly at the white-bearded grandpa.

Only then did Patriarch Bai reflect, because he is good-looking, but he didn't touch his bones properly, so there must be something wrong with his brain.But he touched his head and scanned his consciousness, and he seemed to have understood again.

It wasn't until Song Ningqing cried and called his parents at night that Patriarch Bai knew that the child was slow to respond.

"When you're older, I'll take you back to see your parents, okay?" Patriarch Bai coaxed him.

Song Ningqing wiped away her tears with her fat hands, and nodded in agreement.

"Don't lie to me."

Patriarch Bai was so choked that he couldn't speak, he refused to admit defeat and said, "Then you go back by yourself."

After returning to Peach Blossom Fall, seeing so many seniors and eating desserts, Song Ningqing finally believed that Patriarch Bai was not a kidnapper.He is a potential stock just as Patriarch Bai had envisioned, cute when he was young, and handsome and gentle when he grows up, with a natural smile at the corner of his mouth, he looks talented.

Because of his good talent, Patriarch Bai always chanted scriptures and practiced closely with him, and the results were remarkable.

Song Ningqing has just turned fifteen and has already formed a pill.

It's just that he hasn't socialized with others for a long time, Song Ningqing seems a bit out of this world compared with other seniors.He is always the last to understand the jokes everyone tells.I haven't read any popular words, I have no yearning for girls, and I don't know how to play the piano or flute.Painting can only draw fat little tits, and the red plum in the snow can distinguish plum blossoms from blood, which is very good.

Oops, Junior Brother Song hasn't enlightened yet.

The older brothers also gave up their plan to be close friends with Song Ningqing.

Patriarch Bai knocked on Song Ningqing's head, feeling mixed feelings, feeling that it's good for the apprentice to be single-minded now, but also worried that he would suddenly have a concern and ruin his practice.

And this concern came soon.

When Patriarch Bai got up in the morning, he could smell blood on the wind.A white-tailed sparrow landed on his shoulder and opened its mouth to speak.

"I'm afraid Mr. Baichuan will die. Would you like to take care of his eight-year-old son?"

Patriarch Bai paced back and forth, until the spirit sparrow flew to the tree to pick a few bugs and ate them, then he clapped his hands and nodded.

"If I don't take care of it, who else would dare to take over?"

Lingque said again: "Because Baichuan Lord was born when he was three thousand years old, so he is very doted on. It is said that he has been spoiled to the point of lawlessness."

"Hey—is it too late to regret it now?" Patriarch Bai was a little disgusted.

"That's too late."

The sparrow roared and flew away happily.

So in Song Ningqing's year, a junior brother came.

Junior brother Xiao Heng is eight years old, and looks more delicate than Song Ningqing back then. He has white and tender skin, a small face the size of a palm, a pair of clear and noble phoenix eyes, a small mouth that is tender red, and a red fairy seal between his eyebrows, which is almost like a fairyland. This is what the fairy boy looks like.

When Song Ningqing saw Xiao Heng for the first time, it was like seeing herself as a child.

The kid must be terrified to come here alone, and I have to take care of him.Song Ningqing thought.

It was the first time he said that he wanted to take care of the junior brother, Patriarch Bai and all the senior brothers were startled.

"Can you teach exercises?"

"Can you know how to bring your junior brother home?"

"Can you tell the difference between a junior and a bear?"

All kinds of doubts came out.

Song Ningqing also responded in a timely manner for the first time, answering one by one.

"meeting."

"Understand."

"It's clear."

Patriarch Bai made a decision, OK.

Xiao Heng is the son of Bai Chuan Jun Xiao Leiyun, a good friend of Patriarch Bai.

My friend is about to cross the catastrophe, but his luck is broken. If he can break through and ascend after three months, everything will be fine. If there is any accident, he can only ask Patriarch Bai to take care of his youngest son.Patriarch Bai agreed, not only for the sake of all friends, but also because the descendants of the cultivation world are struggling to survive, so please help if you can.

Song Ningqing walked up to Xiao Heng, and stretched out her hand nervously: "Brother, will you hold your hand?"

Xiao Heng looked at Song Ningqing, the expression on that little fairy-like face was still calm, but he said some annoying words.

"Squat down and carry me on your back."

Pull a fart, damn kid.The onlookers shook their heads.

"Okay," Song Ningqing didn't care at all, he felt that the child really needed company, he squatted down with a smile, and turned his head to wave to Xiao Heng, "Come on."

Xiao Heng looked at Song Ningqing's smiling side face, suddenly lowered his head, and walked past him without saying a word.

Song Ningqing hurried to catch up, grabbed Xiao Heng's fat buttocks and grabbed Xiao Heng on his back.

"Don't run around, brother is here."

Xiao Heng was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Song Ningqing's long hair that was scattered behind her back. Song Ningqing's hair was long and black, silky and silky, and it felt like a fine silk satin to the touch.Xiao Heng squeezed the hair in his hand, and pulled it down suddenly.

"Keep your back higher." Xiao Heng said.

"Hey." Song Ningqing responded.

Patriarch Bai watched Song Ningqing go further and further, waved his sleeves to make the onlookers disperse.

Xiao Heng is a particularly difficult child. He eats picky eaters, kicks quilts when he sleeps, hums when he sees people, kicks animals, pulls flowers and plants. He seems to be eager to be kicked out, doing all kinds of annoying things.

Song Ningqing received [-] complaints a day, all of which were caused by Xiao Heng.

"Ah... let me teach him." Song Ningqing was quite troubled.

When he went to find Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng was throwing stones at the fish in the lotus pond. There were many peach blossoms in the pond, and most of them were breeding spiritual fish for ornamental use. They would also feed them when they enjoyed the scenery, and occasionally they would sit by the pond After reciting the exercise, the spirit fish would come over to listen, kiss the corners of everyone's clothes hanging on the water, and bring some spiritual plants from the bottom of the water to hand in a bunch of cultivation.

After watching it for a long time, I also feel kind.Now these beautiful whitebaits were bruised all over by the stones one after another, and they shrank under the lotus leaf, which they usually feel safest, and couldn't rest.Xiao Heng turned his head and saw Song Ningqing coming, threw the stone he was carrying on the ground beside him, turned his head and left.

Song Ningqing held Xiao Heng, but Xiao Heng flung him away angrily.

"What the hell are you mad about?"

"I want to go home."

"Then I'll take you back." Song Ningqing said simply.

Looking at Song Ningqing's gentle smile, Xiao Heng choked on his throat and couldn't breathe out. If he could go back, he would have gone back by himself.

Xiao Heng took two steps forward, but was pulled back by Song Ningqing hooking his collar, walking and pulling, Xiao Heng turned his head angrily, Song Ningqing hugged him.

"Will you go or not?" Song Ningqing was a little annoyed.

"Don't go! Don't go!" Xiao Heng raised his hand and was about to hit someone.

Song Ningqing grabbed Xiao Heng's hand and said, "If you don't behave well, you will really hit the palm of your hand."Then Song Ningqing hugged Xiao Heng tightly again, and smiled: "Go back to the house with me, you can't be naughty today."

Song Ningqing's smiling face looked stupid in Xiao Heng's eyes.His anger was like hitting cotton, which was no fun.

After that, Song Ningqing meditated for one night, and Xiao Heng also meditated for one night. When they got up in the morning, they also washed their face and brushed their teeth obediently.

Song Ningqing didn't bother him either, and taught him the Heart Sutra and magic tricks on time every day, and fed him desserts. It wasn't until three months later that Xiao Heng lay down and slept at night for the first time.

While sleeping, she held Song Ningqing by the corner of her clothes in disgust.Song Ningqing hugged Xiao Heng and sang to him softly.

Xiao Heng raised his fat hand and angrily pushed Song Ningqing's face: "This is superfluous!"

Song Ningqing even said that it was superfluous.

When Xiao Heng fell asleep at night, Song Ningqing took out a book from his sleeve.

On the cover it says "Contemplation of Heavenly Secrets".

The book turns pages automatically and stops at page No.18.A few lines of words gradually appeared on the originally snow-white pages.

[On the seventh day of the sixth lunar month of the Inflorescence Year, Xiao Heng, the son of Xiao Leiyun, was apprenticed to Peach Blossom. 】

The author has something to say: Xiao Heng secretly wrote a diary by himself while Song Ningqing was not paying attention.

This brother is so stupid!I don't like him at all!

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Look at him poor!Just like it a little bit!

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