Wei Cen woke up after sleeping for three days. His pretty face was pale, a little weak, and his breathing was unstable.
She was also shocked when she saw her son for the first time.
But they were connected by flesh and blood. Listening to the child's repeated calls of "mother", she felt both physically and mentally. She quickly accepted it with pleasure, showed a soft and doting smile, rubbed her son's head and cheeks, "Tao'er, be good."
Zhong Yan held her hand and instilled vitality to help her recover. While detailing the child's miraculous condition, Yu Qingyao and others joined in with her, exclaiming and congratulating her.
Wei Cen's expression changed again and again, with a look of disbelief on his face, and his cognition was obviously subverted.
When Zhong Yan reached into her sea of consciousness to check his physical condition, a stinging pain hit him, and his consciousness was ejected directly.
Zhong Yan was shocked, his heart moved, but his expression was as usual, and he asked: "Weiwei, do you know why Tao'er is like this? Have you remembered anything?"
Wei Cen comes from the sarcophagus of the underground palace in Mangdang Mountain, but it cannot appear out of thin air. It must have its origin.
Wei Cen pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "I seem to have had a long, long dream."
"In a large formation, a ball of blood seal entered the body. It was very blurry and could not be seen clearly..."
She fell into thinking and reminiscing, and pictures flashed through her mind. Then she frowned, her face showed pain, and she hugged her head and said, "My head hurts! I can't remember..."
Zhong Qitao, who was chewing his elbow, stopped, stepped forward and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Siyu and others were also surprised and kept asking questions with concern.
Zhong Yan hurriedly pressed her shoulder: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Take good care of your body first, wait until your body recovers, and think about it later."
For a moment, sweat broke out on Wei Cen's forehead, he nodded slightly and closed his eyes.
Zhong Yan helped wipe it, tucked the quilt, took a deep look and said, "Have a good rest, let's go, Tao'er, your mother is going to bed."
Everyone retreated together.
Wei Cen opened his eyelids slightly and looked at the two figures of Zhong Yan holding hands with Zhong Qitao, one large and one small. His expression was a little complicated, but he had recovered part of his memory.
"All the planning, but nothing can match the chance."
"and who are you?"
"I should know him."
…
Zhong Yan led Zhong Qitao to the academy, where he personally refined the essence and blood of monster beasts for a group of children to temper their bodies. He also explained some spiritual knowledge, and then put him in the classroom to learn cultural classes with other brothers and sisters.
The little guy is wearing an animal skin hat that covers his short horns. So far, except for Zhong Qiyao, no one has been found to be different.
Under the banyan tree in the square.
Zhong Yan frowned in thought, recalling the situation when Wei Cen's spiritual consciousness rebounded, which was a very powerful spiritual power.
When he was in Mangdang Mountain, he had explored the other party's sea of consciousness and found nothing unusual.
Thinking about it now, it is obvious that he lacks the ability and knowledge to discern the real details.
In such cases, according to relevant ancient books, there is usually a restriction or some kind of seal within the sea of consciousness.
"It should be a seal. The so-called dreams are mostly memories from the past."
"Is it possible that she is the reincarnation?"
Zhong Yan murmured to himself, feeling worried. He checked it with the system before leaving. At that moment, Wei Cen's 'loyalty' dropped from 98 to 79. He was obviously thinking of something.
What worries me more is the children.
"Blood, great formation...the sky-swallowing demonic body, the demonic body..."
The word 'devil' made Zhong Yan uneasy.
What happened to Zhong Qitao was really unbelievable.
With such a long gestation time, such a large appetite, and a pair of non-human horns, he was able to tear apart monster beasts with his own hands when he was born. He did not feel the slightest discomfort in the face of blood, but was excited, and even grabbed the monster beast's stumps and wanted to Eat raw...
time flies.
The sun sets in the west.
Thoughts were fruitless.
Zhong Yan turned around and saw a group of children rushing out of the classroom.
"Daddy!"
"Master!"
"grandfather!"
Zhong Yan smiled, touched this head, pinched that face, and asked about the learning situation in class.
A group of four- and five-year-old children immediately started chirping and scrambling over each other, some expressing themselves and some making reports, saying that so-and-so had made their husband angry.
"Grandpa, tell us the story of Sun Monkey. Last time we talked about the White Bone Demon!"
"Yes, daddy, tell me quickly!"
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Okay, sit tight and don't be crowded. Speaking of which, the four masters and disciples of Tang Monk..."
Half an hour later.
Zhong Yan led Zhong Qitao and Zhong Qiyao away alone.
From then on, every day, in addition to taking classes with his wives and concubines, no matter what he did, he would take his two sons with him and teach them personally.
After two months of this, Zhong Qitao was just like an ordinary child, with no special abnormality, and Zhong Yan felt relieved.
There is still half of it that is not loosened because it is not yet mature.
After giving birth to a child, she recovered within half a month, but refused to attend classes with her roommate on the grounds of making up for her spiritual progress. This was something that had never happened to her since she came to Zhong Mansion.
Until this day.
Zhong Yan teaches children spells in the academy.
Wei Siyu flew over and sent a message: "Sister Wei Cen is gone. She left the city and disappeared without a trace."
Zhong Yan was silent and asked: "When?"
Wei Siyu: "I left the house at Sishi, saying that I was walking around, but I still didn't come back at Youshi. Qingyao and I asked around, and finally learned from the second sister that the city that left the north gate at three quarters in the afternoon, Ayan, was not her. …”
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "It's okay, let her go and she will come back."
Since he chose to leave through the north gate where Qifeng was stationed, he didn't want anyone to catch him.
He could probably guess where Wei Cen was going, to the underground palace deep in Mangdang Mountain.
No matter how his attitude towards him changed, during this period, he could see that Wei Cen cared about and loved his son very much, and Xiao Hong, who cared so much, didn't take him away, which meant that he would come back.
This, on the contrary, made Zhong Yan feel relieved and in a good mood.
"Children, practice by yourself, don't be lazy."
After giving the order, Zhong Yan pulled Wei Siyu and called Qiu Xiang, who was correcting her homework, to go to class!
The teacher also needs to be taught!
The next day.
Zhong Yan took Zhong Qitao and Zhong Qiyao out of the house for the first time.
"Dad, why don't you take Xiaohong with you?"
Zhong Yan straightened Zheng Qitao's hat and said with a smile: "You see, Xiao Hong is so big and majestic. He is not allowed to be watched by others?"
The Flying Thunder Ape has now reached the third level of foundation building, and its size is nearly half larger than before. When it stands, it looks like a red iron tower.
"That's right!" Zhong Qiyao agreed, also stretched out his hand to press his brother's hat, and said with an old-fashioned look: "Brother Tao, you have hidden your horns, otherwise you will have to be watched. We don't have horns, you are the only one." horn."
Zhong Qitao wrinkled his nose and snorted, and said proudly: "You don't even want to grow up!"
The two brothers get along day and night, study and play together, but their relationship is very close.
Shopping, seeing new things, eating...
From morning to night, Zhong Qitao's mouth never stopped. He would eat tofu puffs, Yangchun noodles, kebabs, candied haws... whatever he had never tasted before, he would eat it every time he saw it.
Night falls.
In the West District, when they reached a place, Zhong Qitao raised his hand and pointed: "Dad, milk tea shop! Didn't you say that we are the only one who has milk tea?"
Zhong Yan: “That’s what our family opened.”
Zhong Jiyao: "I know, brother Tao, look at the logo on the sign. The mountain engraved on it belongs to our Zhong family, Mount Tai, right dad?"
Zhong Yan smiled and said, "Yes."
Zhong Qitao ran with his short legs.
Suddenly, the figure flashed, and the illusory hand grabbed the child.
"Dare you!"
Zhong Yan shouted violently, moved sideways with all his strength, raised his fist to strike, and knocked away the illusory big hand. When he saw another attack from the opponent, his pupils shrank, Golden Core Realm!
Before his magical power could reach him, a huge wave of energy caused his face to twist and hurt, and he would definitely die if he was forced to do so!
But if he dodged, there was a child behind him. At this moment, Zhong Yan did not hesitate at all, roared angrily, and poured out his energy to resist first, shouting: "Tao'er, run!"
Boom~
At the critical moment.
There was a flash of light from Zhong Yan's waist, and an old man with white hair and beard flew out. The old man flicked his sleeves, shattered the palm prints, and himself dissipated.
But he activated the jade pendant given by Ye Xu with one blow, and he could only hope that the jade pendant could stop him.
It turned out okay.
Even so, the violent energy fluctuations shook Zhong Yan so much that he vomited blood and flew backwards. However, he raced against time to pick up Zhong Qitao and threw it into the spirit beast bag. At the same time, he activated the 'Void Swallowing' to drag Zhong Qiyao into the spirit beast bag.
boom!
Zhong Yan fell on his back and smashed a shop on the roadside, sending smoke and dust everywhere and passers-by screaming in surprise.
The next moment, he ejected into the air again, the phoenix chanted, and he attacked with 'Killing'.
"Eh~" The attacker was surprised for a moment by the effect of 'Swallowed by the Void' and struck back with his palms, attacking first and second.
A ray of sword light came from the distance and successfully blocked the attack, but Shang Zhuoqing arrived and fought with the gray-robed old man.
Zhong Yan stepped aside, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked intently, recognized the person, narrowed his pupils and shouted: "It's you!"
He's actually a corpse-smelling Taoist!
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