The live broadcast girl was loved by heaven after traveling through time.

Mu Jiao raised his eyes and stared at Mu Wenyin fiercely.

Then he saw Mu Wenyin's hand stretched out in mid-air, and the anger in his heart eased slightly.

Mu Wenyin was also shocked. He just made a complaint casually, but before he knew it, his father threw him into a dog and ate it.

There was only one mattress on the wooden bed, and from the sound, it sounded like his father had fallen quite hard.

Seeing that his father fell down and his hand was still in the air, he tilted his head, put his hand behind his head and scratched it.

"You are an unfilial son and you haven't helped me up yet!"

Mu Wenyin was not in a hurry anymore, he had already fallen anyway.

Just change the bedding.

"Give."

Mu Wenyin used his small hands that had not grown yet to pull the tangled quilt to the ground, then grabbed the mattress and pulled it hard.

"Plop." This time, not only Mu Jiao's face, but his entire body fell on the board.

"you!"

"Haha, you used too much strength." Mu Wenyin said angrily and ran away from the bed, fearing that his father would jump up and beat him.

He ran from the bed to the cabinet, dug around, and finally pulled out a piece of clothes. He looked at his father's face before walking to the bed again.

The clothes were wet and twisted around Mu Jiao's body, making it extremely difficult to take them off.

Mu Wenyin had no choice but to use all the strength of his small body to help Mu Jiao sit up, and then took off his clothes little by little.

"Let go." After Mu Jiao sat up, he opened his son's little hand, took off his clothes and trousers, put on clean clothes, then moved to the corner and motioned to his son to spread the bedding.

While making the bed, Mu Wenyin secretly glanced at his father's expression.

The coolness all over his body has faded away, and the faint cotton smell of the quilt on the bed has caused the pores all over his body to relax slightly, and his facial features have returned to their normal position from distortion.

Comfortable, just two words.

The bed became dry again, and I felt a little better. "Okay, you can go out. You don't have to worry about the rest."

But Mu Wenyin stood beside the bed, showing no intention of leaving.

He raised one hand, with the palm facing up and his fingers spread out.

"What?" Mu Jiao's eyes became bright again.

"Dad, hush money!" He wanted to go to Sanheshan Food Street to buy snacks for himself and his sister!

"Get it yourself! Get out!"

He found the money bag from the clothes he took off. Mu Wenyin was not polite to his father at all and took the whole bag away.

Humph, he is so big and still wets his pants. With such a big handle, of course he needs to get more.

I don’t know when his father will wet his pants next time.

Mujiao:......

This damn kid!

Mu Wenyin happily pulled his sister up the mountain.

......

Sanhe Mountain. The main hall of Tiandao.

After Tiandao was busy with his own business, he felt something was wrong. Why were there fewer and fewer gods in the Nine Heavens?

what's the situation? ?

At first he thought something big had happened!

After finding the trace, they discovered that most of the gods had already come to Sanhe Mountain.

Good guy, if it weren't for the strict management of Jiuchongtian's establishment and the number of gods has been very well controlled, the queues at the back mountain of Sanhe Mountain would have to be queued up to the front mountain!

"These old immortals, ah, what are these old gods doing here at Sanhe Mountain?"

He couldn't be more clear about the virtues of these gods.

If you say there is no profit and you can't afford it, you are just praising them. They are all as clever as monkeys, but we can't let them plot against the old girl!

He needs to go back and watch!

Sanhe Mountain, the main hall of Heaven.

Tiandao pulled his beard while observing the situation on the back mountain.

It turns out that the old girl made the big egg shell and opened it.

Business is not bad.

Looking at the orderly queue at the scene, he nodded slightly.

Guess these old guys know their stuff.

"Eh??"

correct!

Why didn't he follow and open a card? Isn't this just an opportunity to get close to the old girl?

Heaven suddenly realized!

Fortunately, he was still sitting here for two hours.

The queue has lengthened again!

After Tiandao repeatedly confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his transformed form, he went to the back mountain...

Jumping in line.

Unlike other gods who were suppressed, he could cast spells at will and fly directly to the card opening.

What kind of queue is there for my daughter's business?

Tiandao subconsciously walked directly to the card opening area and said, "Open the card, the most expensive one."

Of course you have to take care of your own business.

The god who was queuing up at a certain position turned his head to look at her, ignored her, and continued to pay the fee.

But the god who was in the second queue immediately became unhappy and said, "Go away, wait in line behind me!" His tone was full of displeasure, and he even pushed Tiandao.

As a result, there was no push at all! He staggered back.

"hiss......"

"Be impudent!" Tiandao raised his hand to cast a spell, cleaning and ironing the clothes that had just been touched.

This is the first time to see the old girl!

There is no room for imperfection in the image.

"You're so presumptuous! We've been waiting in line for over twenty hours, why do you have to wait in line!"

"That's right! Go in line at the back!" Several gods lined up nearby consciously took a few steps forward, closing the distance between themselves and the gods in front of them. They were almost touching each other, and no one would jump in line!

When has the way of heaven ever been so disobedient!

They must be taught a lesson immediately.

If you look closely, you don't even recognize them.

"You guys, please sign up!"

"(ˉ▽￣~)Tch~~, who are you!"

"That's right, do you care?"

"Who doesn't have a few immortal friends? Don't think we are afraid of you."

As soon as Tiandao said something, the other party started chattering at him.

Tiandao:......

It's the other way around!

A group of little gods who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth!

The gods who set up the main hall in Sanhe Mountain got the news early, and the disciples and grandsons of each hall had already lined up on their behalf to issue cards for their masters.

The respectable gods had either already entered, or took advantage of the spirit pet pick-up service and walked through the green channel with Mao, or secretly gave Xiao Chacha a benefit, so she no longer had to queue and could enter the private room to practice.

Those who have stood diligently for more than 20 hours and have not opened their cards for more than 40 hours are either small gods or honest gods, and their grades are not very high.

I really don’t know Tiandao.

Tiandao: It’s true that a scholar meets a soldier. A cricket crawls on the Buddha’s head. He is being bullied too much!

Tiandao originally wanted to raise his hand and slap these people back to the Nine Heavens, but he stopped because it would leave a bad impression on the old girl.

"Well, it's my first time meeting my daughter, so I can bear it."

He rearranged his clothes, turned around and left.

But the long and winding queue was staring at him, and no one would let him cut in line.

He was so angry that he immediately dodged and came to the end of the line.

If we walked all the way, the clothes we mopped would still be dirty.

"Just wait in line! Humph!" Tiandao stood at the end of the line, suppressing his displeasure.

These little brats are really lawless. He will have to hold a proper meeting for them in the future!