The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Sun Jingtao could no longer move.

Wang Tong said "guilty", stepped forward and lifted Sun Jingtao's clothes, and saw the blood lotus branch spreading to her chest.Wang Tong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and worked hard.

"Pull|out|come..."

The blood lotus withered away from the corpse and soon withered in Wang Tong's hands after losing its nutrients.

"Xu is the person who gave her the technique, left behind."

Wang Tong sighed, but saw Song Ningqing staring at Sun Jingtao in a daze.Wang Tong remembered that Song Ningqing was going down the mountain for the first time, and he was afraid that he had never seen a dead person, so he turned sideways to block Song Ningqing's sight.

"Such things are not uncommon in the world."

Song Ningqing nodded slightly, and Wang Tong called out for someone. Several disciples who were stationed recently saw Sun Jingtao's body, and they couldn't help but let out a soft cry.Some of the disciples here grew up in Wangfeng Town, and everyone knew Sun Jingtao.When I heard that she was the perpetrator, I still couldn't believe it.Now he was harmed by evil methods, and his youth was lost.

"Don't make a fuss... lest others panic."

Wang Tong asked, and the disciples nodded and said yes, they found a wooden stretcher and moved Sun Jingtao out.After the stretcher left the room, Song Ningqing bowed forward, and slowly got up until she could not hear footsteps.

"Senior Brother Wang, where will Miss Sun's body be sent?"

"...Send it back to Sun's house, and let Grandma Sun take care of the funeral."

"in this way."

Song Ningqing bid farewell to Wang Tong, and went back to the guest room where she was temporarily staying.As soon as he entered the guest room, Xiao Heng woke up.

Although Song Ningqing drove him back to rest, he still remained vigilant. When Song Ningqing came in, he got up on the bed with a grunt, his little face flushed from sleep.

"What's the question?"

Song Ningqing shook her head, and Xiao Heng had a "expected" expression.

"What can you ask?"

Song Ningqing did not answer, sat at the desk, picked up a brush and began to write letters.After finishing writing, he folded the letter paper into a paper sparrow, opened the window and let it out.

Song Ningqing was unexpectedly quiet, so Xiao Heng ran to Song Ningqing's side and tugged at his sleeve.

"Are you sad?"

Song Ningqing lowered her head, and seeing Xiao Heng's worried face, she stroked the little chubby group's hair.

"I didn't think she would die. I just want to take her down quickly before she kills anyone, and then... the law of mortals will rule. It's just..."

Xiao Heng suddenly opened his hands towards Song Ningqing, in a gesture to hug him.Song Ningqing bent down and picked up the surprisingly heavy doll, thinking she had something to say, or she was acting like a baby again.

"how?"

However, Xiao Heng followed Song Ningqing's example and reached out to touch the top of Song Ningqing's hair.

"dont be sad."

Song Ningqing was surprised for a moment, and then nodded after a long time. His heart was suddenly sour and astringent. He was not used to it yet, and he didn't know that this feeling was called "old father's comfort".

When the peach blossoms were falling, Patriarch Bai was carving plaques in the quiet room on Tingdao Mountain when he heard the sound of wings flapping by the window.He put down the chisel in his hand and raised his hand to take a paper sparrow.

After opening it, he read the letter carefully. Patriarch Bai laughed and stroked the long beard on his chin.

"You silly boy, why write a letter of apology?"

Patriarch Bai put down the letter paper, blew on the plaque, looked at the menacing words "Si Daoling" on it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Killing people under my nose, in the final analysis, is to see that I am old, dare to bully me."

Patriarch Bai raised his hand and tapped lightly on the floor with the knuckles of his index finger. From the moment he heard Daoshan, there was a wave of menacing coercion spreading from top to bottom like water waves.Snakes, insects, and birds that inhabit the peach blossom drop have burrowed into the grass, hid back in the trees, and hid in their nests, refusing to poke their heads.

The Taohualuo disciples who practiced swords and magic arts were so frightened that they cried even when they were young, and those who were not convinced and wanted to straighten their backs were crushed to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

The older disciples said, "My ancestor is really bad-tempered", while some read books, and some played chess, but there was a trace of worry on their faces.

Ye Mang brought a group of disciples down the mountain, and saw that coercion, like a strong wind and a torrential rain, attacked Wangfeng Town at the bottom of the mountain with a force of destruction.But when we arrived at Wangfeng Town, it was like a spring breeze like drizzle, wrapping this small town gently.

Ye Mang narrowed his eyes, looking at the eggshell-like package, revealing two rows of big white teeth.

"Oh, the sword is not old. Right, sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

The little hamster osmanthus cake standing on Ye Mang's shoulder chirped twice, then hid in Ye Mang's hair.

"Senior Brother Ye, it's time to hurry."

Ye Mang nodded his head as the younger disciples at the side urged him, and the group of green-clothed disciples headed north with their swords.

The disciples in the resident of Wangfeng Town suddenly felt something, and stepped out of the room one after another.

Song Ningqing knew that Patriarch Bai was protecting her, but Xiao Heng didn't understand, she just felt that something was covering Wangfeng Town.

"What is it, it's warm..."

Xiao Heng tried hard to describe, Song Ningqing nodded his little nose.

"It's Master... In this way, there is no need to worry about evil spirits invading here."

Xiao Heng nodded and waved his two fat hands.

"Father said, Mr. Bai...Master, is the strongest in the world."

Song Ningqing smiled: "Naturally."

The matter was finished, but Song Ningqing did not go back. He patrolled Wangfeng Town with the resident disciples and talked with people in Wangfeng Town, because there was always a fat doll like a little fairy boy behind him, and two very good The little tits she wants to eat, and the snacks in Song Ningqing's hand are more than the day when she first came here.

Xiao Heng would sometimes compete swords with the disciples in the residence. The disciples had a heart of love for children and wanted to think about Xiao Heng.Unexpectedly, although this little fat man has a round body, he is actually very agile, and when he uses Taohualuo's swordsmanship, he is actually more solid than some disciples.

Wang Tong could not help but praise that Patriarch Bai and Song Ningqing must have taught Xiao Heng very seriously.

Song Ningqing, who had never taught anything before, was stunned for a while, then nodded foolishly, presumably because he practiced swords on weekdays and Xiao Heng watched him learn it.

When Xiao Heng wondered if he was going to live in Wangfeng Town, seven days later, Song Ningqing packed up the package and took Xiao Heng and other disciples to Sun's house.

Sun Jingtao died for seven days and was buried today.The people in the town only thought that Sun Jingtao died of a sudden illness, and all lamented how hard the family was, not knowing that if something went wrong, they would go through hell.

Grandma Sun couldn't cry anymore, she watched the coffin being buried and the cemetery of the family of three.The people in the town invited her to settle down in the town. Since no one inherited the family property, the Sun family's house would probably be moved and used as a field in the town.

Grandma Sun waved her hands and sat in front of Sun Jingtao's tomb with a small bench.

"Let me tell you another story."

"In the year Miss was born, the master and wife were so happy that they set up a running water banquet for three days. Others laughed at the Sun family, but they gave birth to a girl, what kind of banquet was there. Can give her..."

Among the Taohualuo disciples watching from the side, Bai Yuan turned his head, unable to bear to look any further.

Zhao Youxian and Zhao Siwu sighed, leaving the Sun's house that day, they hurried back to Wangfeng Town, but they didn't realize that Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng were imprisoned in the Sun's formation.

Fortunately, Song Ningqing was able to escape and brought Sun Jingtao back with her.

"...Brothers, please stick to your heart, don't be like her and be seduced by evil spirits."

Zhao Siwu sighed leisurely, followed by all the disciples behind him.

There was a sudden cry of cranes in the air. Xiao Heng looked up at the sky and saw a bird with two red tail feathers flying through the air. He grabbed Song Ningqing's sleeve and asked.

"what is that?"

"...Red Gu, if someone dies...sometimes you will see it."

Xiao Heng nodded, then frowned.

"That demon is really bad."

Just as Song Ningqing was about to speak, "Tianji Contemplation" in the spiritual platform jumped out again.As if answering Xiao Heng's words, a few lines of words appeared on the page.

【Unfortunately, you will be worse than this evil spirit later on. 】

[tsk tsk tsk ~]

Song Ningqing frowned, deliberately ignored it, and took Xiao Heng's hand.

"Today, let's go back to Peach Blossom Fall."

Song Ningqing, Xiao Heng bid farewell to the fellow teachers and brothers, and set foot on the way back.Zhao You also asked Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng to come here often, and they would definitely entertain them warmly.

Song Ningqing took Xiao Heng Yujian and returned to Taohualuo after a while.

"Xiao Heng, you go back first, I still have something to ask Master."

"I want to find him too."

"hold head high?"

Song Ningqing looked puzzled, but had no choice but to take Xiao Heng to Tingdao Mountain.

In the quiet room, Patriarch Bai was admiring the plaque he carved when he saw Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng knocking on the door and entering.

"I didn't even say please come in." Patriarch Bai complained.

Song Ningqing thought about it, took Xiao Heng out again, and knocked on the door.

"Meet Master."

"...Oh, you stupid baby! Come in!"

Song Ningqing, who didn't understand Patriarch Bai's joke, brought Xiao Heng in again.

Patriarch Bai looked at Xiao Heng with a smile, and handed the red bean cake on the coffee table to Xiao Heng.

"Look at the child's hunger, let's eat."

Not hungry but just want to eat Xiao Heng said his thanks, picked up the red bean cake and ate it.

"Yeah, that's right, he eats better than your senior brother."

Patriarch Bai handed the red bean cake to Song Ningqing again, but Song Ningqing refused, and Patriarch Bai directly stuffed the red bean cake into Song Ningqing's hand.

"When I say you're hungry, you're hungry."

Hearing these familiar words, Song Ningqing had no choice but to eat the cake in suspense.

"Okay, what do you want from me?"

Song Ningqing swallowed the snack in her mouth, and said to Patriarch Bai.

"I want to borrow your quiet room for a while."

"What?"

"... Meditate."

After listening to Song Ningqing's answer, Patriarch Bai blew on his beard and waved his hands.

"No borrowing, no borrowing. Although it's the first time you go down the mountain, when you encounter something like that, I should say something like 'life and death are fate, the law of nature'. But... I really can't say it."

Patriarch Bai looked at Song Ningqing, and then handed Xiao Heng a piece of red bean cake.

"You think that if you are more clever, then the woman will not have to die. This idea is not wrong. Although we cultivate immortals, we are still human beings after all. You just want to seek perfection."

"Master..."

Song Ningqing raised his head, Patriarch Bai stopped him.

"You are still young, and when you go down the mountain to travel, you don't know what you will encounter. If it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, what will you do?"

Patriarch Bai nodded Song Ningqing's chest.

"But please be honest."

Xiao Heng swallowed the red bean cake in his mouth, took a sip of tea, and said while Song Ningqing was silent.

"You can say something that makes sense."

"Hahahaha, just take it as you praise me!"

Song Ningqing also smiled slightly as Xiao Heng and Patriarch Bai sang together.Then he seemed to remember something, and handed a small wooden box to Patriarch Bai.

"Inside is the spell given to Miss Sun by the evil spirit."

"Got it. Is there anything else?"

Song Ningqing shook his head, and Patriarch Bai waved his sleeves away.

"Let's go."

Song Ningqing stood up, while Xiao Heng remained motionless, talking like a little adult.

"I still have something to say to Master, brother, let's go first."

Song Ningqing laughed, got up and left quickly.

Xiao Heng sat face to face with Patriarch Bai, and then Xiao Heng kowtowed to the ground.

"Master, please teach me swordsmanship."

"Oh? I'm finally learning, to avenge your father?"

"No," Xiao Heng raised his head slightly, looking at Patriarch Bai with black grape-like eyes, "Senior brother is protecting me at the foot of the mountain, but I am useless."

Xiao Heng remembered the scene where Song Ningqing stood in front of him and was almost hit by those weird blood lotuses, and couldn't help puffing up his cheeks.

"I'm about...to die of anger!"

Patriarch Bai looked at Xiao Heng, stroked his beard and nodded.

"alright."

Xiao Heng kowtowed again, remembering the day his father Xiao Leiyun decided to send him away from the Xiao family.

Xiao Leiyun picked up Xiao Heng and put him on the cloud car.

"Bai Zhanfeng, who has fallen peach blossoms, is the strongest in the world."

"More importantly...he is more upright than me. If you learn his sword skills, it's great."

Peach blossoms fall, Song Ningqing's house.

Song Ningqing was meditating on the bed, just to mobilize her spiritual power, and called "Tianji Visualization" in the Lingtai.

【What are you doing?Didn't you ignore me just now? 】

"Do you know... who is the evil spirit who killed Miss Sun and is still looking for Xiao Heng?" Song Ningqing asked.

【Um?Oh, this kind of cheating is thinking of me? 】

A few lines of words appeared on "Tianji Contemplation".

[But didn’t your master tell you not to ask for perfection? 】

"...Yes," Song Ningqing nodded, "I don't want to be perfect, but I want to be ashamed of my heart."

The author has something to say: Xiao Heng:

Can I practice sword after eating snacks?

Patriarch Bai:

Do you want walnut crisp?

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Return to the daily life of Peach Blossoms!Both the little fat man and the senior brother need to upgrade their strengths!

Otherwise, you won't be able to beat the villain, even in this life~

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