The sky was dimming, and the eight little girls were already sitting at the top of the mountain. Facing the coming sun, they breathed out the mysterious so-called vitality...
Zhu Ping'an just stood aside, closing his eyes slightly, as if he didn't say anything...
There is also a bastard who imitates the senior sisters who sit cross-legged and closes their eyes. If he can't close his eyes for a moment, he opens his eyes and looks around, muttering to himself: "If you haven't eaten breakfast, you will be starving. What is there?" Where is the vitality and spiritual energy? Why can't I feel it? What the hell is this?"
Looking at the mouth and nose of the senior sister and the second senior sister, it seems that there is some indescribable breath coming and going. Bahua muttered to himself again: "Fake, they are all fake, eat, eat, eat quickly..."
Snapped!
A big slap seemed to hit Bahua's head very hard, and he yelled: "Fool, have a good morning class!"
"Oh, senior brother... wow wow... it hurts to death!" Bahua cried while tearing his throat. This is a unique skill!
"Oh...you, you, you, you go back first, hurry up, it's like one grain of mouse droppings spoiled the pot of soup. You go to the gourd in the main hall and pour two sweet pills to cushion your stomach first..."
Zhu Ping An is really helpless, just like there is a scumbag in the class, he would rather she sleep in class than disturb her classmates.
"Let's go..." This was what Bahua was waiting for, and she got up while slapping her butt.
She is different from Dahua and others in this life. She has never suffered in her memory. When she was eight months old, she could not remember whether she was suffering or not. She only knew that she was hungry and needed to eat. All she could remember was that she was in this place. The mountain is loved by everyone...
"You can only take two pills, don't take more." Zhu Ping'an warned. Obviously, the pills in the gourd were not ordinary pills. They were good things that Old Wei had worked hard to get.
"You know, senior brother, I ate three pills last time, but they made me so uncomfortable that I don't dare to take more..." Bahua learned from each step.
The morning sun has just risen, and the morning glow is red all over the place!
In the distance, on the top of a mountain that reaches straight into the sky, an old Taoist man comes slowly in the wind, from far to near, like an immortal descending from heaven to earth.
The old Taoist slowly landed next to Zhu Ping'an. It was Wei Qingshan who came from the top of Jiugong Mountain.
He came to take Dahua away.
Dahua had opened her eyes and stopped vomiting. She only looked at Wei Qingshan and Zhu Ping'an. Tears fell and she couldn't help it. She quickly wiped them away but couldn't finish them.
Wei Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back and said: "Qingwei is not in danger of life, but the injury may be difficult to heal..."
"I really don't care about this... I don't have the ability, you know?" Zhu Pingan refused again.
Wei Qingshan didn't say much, just said: "I'm leaving, old Taoist. If you have a chance, you can also come to Tianyi Mountain for a walk. Tianyi Mountain has the best scenery in the world, you won't be disappointed!"
This time, Zhu Ping'an didn't say anything, just looked at Dahua, Zhu Wushang!
Dahua was still wiping away the tears she had endured over and over again. She was weeping, unable to make a sound or speaking...
Wei Qingshan raised his hand and waved: "Dahua, let's go..."
Dahua only went to see Zhu Ping'an, but Zhu Ping'an also waved to Dahua to leave...
Dahua just stood up, only bowed her head, only covering her tears...
Wei Qingshan walked a few steps, reached out to hold Dahua's hand, and took a step from the top of the mountain. He was already in the void in the distance, with the strong wind dancing, and the skirt of his skirt following the wind...
Zhu Ping'an turned around and said, "I'm going to make breakfast. You guys should practice hard. When it's ready, I'll call you to eat..."
After saying that, Zhu Ping'an also disappeared on the top of the mountain. There were still six little girls on the top of the mountain. They were no longer practicing. They were all looking at each other from a distance, all of them crying...
"Erhua, senior sister just left like this? Left us?"
"Well, senior sister is going to get treatment..."
"What's wrong with Senior Sister?"
"I don't know either. Senior brother said that senior sister will recover from her illness in a few years..."
"What if I miss my senior sister? Senior sister is the best to me!"
"I don't know what to do...I also miss my senior sister..."
"I miss senior sister too!"
"I want it too, woo woo..."
"Erhua, will senior brother leave us like this in the future?"
Although the little girl Erhua is only eleven years old, she is already slim and taller than all the little girls, much taller than Dahua, but she is a quiet little girl.
She slowly stood up, looked back at the small courtyard not far away, and said: "Well, senior brother will leave us like this in the future. Senior brother will get married and have children in the future. Senior brother likes the fairies in the sect the most. Senior brother Now there is nothing we can do about it just because we are the losers, otherwise he would have gone to find those fairies long ago..."
Erhua's words were actually said by Zhu Ping'an. Whenever Zhu Ping'an was irritable, he would say such nonsense...
"Erhua, what you said is true. Senior brother has a really hard life. He is already eighteen years old, but he has not met a few women yet. Other men have already gotten married and had children when they were fifteen or sixteen. Senior brother is eighteen years old. I'm still alone, but it's hard for my senior brother..." It was Sanhua who answered.
The ten-year-old girl was seven years old when she went up the mountain. She was ignorant and had never seen the secular world.
But I heard the nine-year-old Sihua say: "We are the ones who harmed senior brother, we are the ones who dragged him down. When I grow up in the future, I must help senior brother find more fairies from those sects, so that he can have a group of wives and concubines." Senior brother has a long line of heirs, making senior brother happy!"
There was also a nine-year-old Wuhua. She and Sihua were twins. She nodded repeatedly: "Yes, my sister is right. We have to find fairies for our senior brother. Senior brother likes those good-looking fairies the most!"
Six flowers and eight years old, the most agile, raised her hand: "I will marry senior brother from now on! I will follow senior brother for the rest of my life! I will never leave you!"
Erhua got angry after hearing this: "Liuhua, have you peeked at senior brother's story book again? Are you very literate? Huh? If you dare to peek at senior brother's book even if you know a few words, I'll beat you to death, you bad guy!"
If you really hit him, you would raise your hand and hit him on the head!
Rikka cried loudly: "You can see it but I can't? I found it under your pillow!"
"Nonsense, nonsense! I didn't look at it, I just picked it up casually. I was looking for the chess records, but I picked up the wrong one!" Erhua was furious and continued to hit.
Qihua is seven years old, a little silly, and dull-witted. She also asked: "What book is it? I want to read it too!"
"There are no books, hum!" Erhua walked aside, sat down angrily, closed her eyes, and practiced.
…
In the kitchen of the yard in the distance, Zhu Pingan, who was making breakfast, was suddenly startled. He quickly got up and went to the girls' bedroom. As he walked, he said, "I'm telling you, why can't I find the novel I just bought? It turns out there is a thief in the house." Stealing! I’m so angry!”
Search!
One, two, three... I found them all...
"The domineering senior brother fell in love with me", "I can't bear it, the ruthless senior brother regrets it", "Junior sister, wait for me"
Damn it, is this what little girls watch?
If you’ve seen this thing too much, have you become a love brain? Is it okay for a little girl to become a love brain?
well……
It’s all my fault that the female disciples of the sects on Jiugong Mountain didn’t learn well. What kind of stuff are they written about? Although Zhu Ping An has read a lot of them, he only read them critically!
Also, don’t all the male disciples on Jiugong Mountain have hands? Can't write? Are all these honest and humble people incapable of writing novels? Let Zhu Ping'an, a good man, only see this kind of scum!
What kind of disciples are they, what kind of inheritance are they! The Kendo Sect is in chaos, it’s not unfair!
Damn, the egg pancake is burnt!
