I'm here to find my son

Ever since the wife of Lord Hou's mansion gave birth to a son, there has been no peace in Lord Hou's mansion for the past few days. First, a bunch of people lined up to give gifts, and then this little son——

One is crying day and night, she has no intention of going to sleep when she is tired from crying, no matter how much she can be coaxed, she can only calm down when she is in Li Xingzhi's arms; This young man's appetite, even biting when he got angry, scared half of the nurse away in just a few days.

But I was really hungry, so I also drank some milk, and continued to make noise after drinking.The whole Hou Ye Mansion was in a state of restlessness.

The princess is soft-hearted, facing her own grandson like this, she can't sleep, staring at the side all day long, but there is really nothing she can do.

Li Xingzhi was busy with official duties every day, so it was impossible to nurse the child at home all day, so when Lord Hou was not around, the whole mansion wished he was deaf.

Li Xingzhi himself would stay outside as long as he could. After all, who would be exhausted every day and have to hold the child in fear all night when he returns home.

As soon as he entered the door that day, two haggard nurses immediately saluted him, and each of them said:

"Master Hou, Xiao Shizi didn't eat anything today."

"Master Hou, Xiao Shizi lost his temper as soon as he woke up, and kicked the cradle down..."

"..." Li Xingzhi suspected that he had heard it wrong, and repeated in disbelief, "Kicked the cradle down?"

He is a baby less than ten days old, how can he have so much strength?Even if he is ten years old this year, the cradle is made of strong wood, even if he bounces on it hundreds of times, it will not collapse.

"Yes, Lord Marquis." The two nannies said aggrievedly.

The carpenter must have done it sloppily because of lack of weight. After Li Xingzhi comforted himself in this way, he went to comfort all the nannies who were stunned by fright.

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Nan Zimu was taken back by a tiger spirit on Zhongnan Mountain. The mountain god disappeared for so long without even saying hello. The dragons on Zhongnan Mountain had no leader. The tiger spirit and a few people who were usually familiar with Nan Zimu The monster went down the mountain to find people.

Unfortunately, after searching for more than half a year, I couldn't find it.

Nan Zimu was so drunk back then that he smelled of alcohol all over his body. At most, the tiger spirit could find no clues until he found the restaurant where he drank.

Tiger Spirit is a monster who has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, but usually he only pays attention to mana, so he never thought of cultivating his sense of smell.

It's a pity that he couldn't find any monsters on Zhongnan Mountain who had refined their sense of smell. Such a helpless and unattractive ability was really not favored by monsters.

But on the day Nanzimu gave birth, he happened to be wandering around the restaurant. Nanzimu had shed such a big puddle of blood, and the smell was naturally strong enough. Tiger Spirit quickly followed the smell and found Nanzi who was already unconscious. Mu.

He also heard a child crying under the quilt at that time, but Nan Zimu's condition was too bad, he didn't have time to take care of the child, so he quickly returned to Mount Zhongnan with Nan Zimu in his mouth.

Rabbit Jing Hongyu knew a little about medicine, first he stitched up Nan Zimu's wound, and then asked Tiger Jing to suspend Nan Zimu's breath while he went to find medicinal materials.After a flurry of fuss, Nan Zimu's life was finally saved.

Nan Zimu slept with a bit of back pain, frowned and let out a few nasal hums, but when he turned over, the wound was involved, he gasped in pain, and was forced to open his eyes.

The first thing I saw was the tiger spirit lying next to him, eyes closed and dozing, the tiger spirit also opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

"Oh, Wang Dahu." Nan Zimu's first reaction when he saw this tiger for the first time was to cry, "You saved me?"

Wang Dahu had followed Nan Zimu for the longest time, so he could naturally understand the language of the gods. He showed a displeased expression, bared his fangs and let out an "ow".

"..." Nan Zimu has no mana now, and he really can't understand what the "aw" is expressing. He stared in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Reluctantly, Wang Dahu transformed into a human form, and at the same time transformed into a primitive-style animal skin to wear on his body.Wang Dahu is not as good as his name. This name was originally the name that Nan Zimu came up with on the spur of the moment when he saw the word Wang on his forehead in the shape of a beast.

But Wang Dahu looks good, with bronze skin and sharp facial features, he looks very powerful.

"How did you lose your godhead?" Wang Dahu used the language of the gods, "Even the mana is gone, this wound has not healed for seven days, you... have become a mortal?"

This fact is that children have no mothers, and it is a long story.Nan Zimu slowly moved up, half leaning on the bed, and told Wang Dahu the general process of the matter.

Wang Dahu's entire brows were wrinkled, mourning his misfortune and angrily saying: "Are you a fool? How can you be deceived so easily, how can you regain your godhood now? I don't want to see you turned into a pile of rotten people in a hundred years. bone."

Nan Zimu has been melancholy for several months, and has accepted this irreparable fact. He tucked in the quilt, but it was still terribly cold.He used to be completely unaware of the changes of the four seasons in the world, and the warmth and coldness had no effect on him at all.

Now, he fears the cold like ordinary people.

Originally, he wanted to sleep back into the cage, but he closed his eyes and woke up again in fright. He said helplessly, "What a pity, I haven't sealed my son's divine power yet."

The uncontrollable divine power is very likely to wipe out the entire Hou Ye Mansion when the child explodes.

"Do you still want to go back?" Wang Dahu held his grudge, and after hearing Nan Zimu's narration, he thought about finding some time to go back and take revenge on these mortals.

He said in a strange way: "Go back and lie to others again, and this life can be given to others for nothing."

Naturally, Nan Zimu would not be keen on being cheated by others, but he almost lost his life, if he didn't get it back, would he give it to the family for nothing?

He said hoarsely, "Dahu, call Hongyu in."

Wang Dahu knew what he was going to do, but he didn't have any suitable reason to persuade him, so he obediently went out and brought in Hongyu who was brewing medicine.

Hongyu doesn't like that weak little white rabbit very much. Many monsters on the mountain want to bite her, so they simply transform into a human form all the year round. It's not easy... to make other monsters greedy.

"Master, you finally woke up, what's wrong?"

Nan Zimu choked on her "big master", and coughed until his wound ached.Hongyu likes to mingle with people. Some time ago, there was a bandit leader on Zhongnan Mountain. The little white rabbit refined the human form, and was deliberately captured by the bandit leader to become Mrs. Yazhai.

Then the bandit leader was so scared by Hongyu that he didn't dare to set foot on Zhongnan Mountain again, and obediently went home to farm.

"Who is your master?" Nan Zimu wanted to say that she was rude and should be called a mountain god, but realized that he was just a mortal now, so he didn't say it, "Hongyu, can this wound heal quickly?"

Hongyu rested her chin and thought for a while, then said: "My lord gave me a lot of elixir when I came back from the Tiangong dinner, but I haven't used it up yet."

She got up to go out: "I'll grab a few rabbits and try the medicine to see which one has the effect of speeding up wound healing."

"En." Nan Zimu replied lazily, thinking about bringing this son back, he felt overwhelmed.

First of all, from time to time, gods will come to him to play. If you bring a child by yourself, but you don’t see the child’s father, those bad friends will laugh at you as a widow.

But children are easy to steal, how can a person as old as his father steal?

Wang Dahu hesitated and asked, "Are you really going back to find your child?"

Nan Zimu said firmly: "Of course, I gave birth to it. Even if I gave birth to a chicken, I still have to bring it back."

"..." What kind of metaphor is this?Wang Dahu said: "Then I will accompany you."

Nan Zimu didn't even think about it: "That's natural, you and Hongyu will go with me, how can I steal back to my son by myself."

"But you two later, I'll go and see the situation first."

"Yeah." Wang Dahu used magic to conjure up an amber jade pendant in his hand, and said, "When something happens, if you are in danger, this jade pendant can save your life, and I will be notified at the same time."

Nan Zimu accepted the jade pendant.

That night, Hongyu threw him a small half of the elixir and said: "I have tried it out. You are a mortal now. If you put one in, it may directly kill you. Try this first, and if it doesn't work, try it again Dosage."

Nan Zimu took this small pill, lay down to sleep with peace of mind, and was awakened by the pain in the middle of the night. Hongyu turned into a little rabbit and stared at him, casting a spell to relieve him of the pain.

At dawn the next day, Nan Zimu found that the wound on his lower abdomen had miraculously healed without leaving a scar.

The wound was only healed, so Nanzimu walked around the cave, and the air on Zhongnan Mountain was better. During the months when he was locked up, he almost didn't grow mushrooms.

Nan Zimu didn't have anything to pack, so he changed into clean clothes and went down the mountain. Now he has behaved himself, dressed in ordinary clothes, not revealing his wealth at all.

Originally, I didn't want to bring silver taels, but I encountered many monsters on the way down the mountain.

"Sir Shangui, this is the gold and silver treasure that I just dug out from the grave."

"Master Shangui, this is the wine brewed by my family this spring."

"grown ups……"

Nan Zimu, who had just walked to the foot of the mountain, found that his hands were full of things now, like a person who was going to give gifts to several families during the Chinese New Year. He put the things on the ground, called the nearest cat demon, and forced it Turn into a human form and carry these things back.

It's a pity that this cat demon is not good enough, and he can't understand the language of the mountain god, so he can only look at Nan Zimu innocently with his glass eyes open.

Nan Zimu sighed, took out the amber jade pendant, bit his finger and wiped a drop of blood on it, a moment later Wang Dahu appeared in front of his eyes: "Dahu..."

Wang Dahu snorted, picked up these bottles and cans with both hands and walked up the mountain. Nan Zimu thanked him, and Wang Dahu said in a fierce tone: "Be careful on the road."