Worst demon cult leader ever

Jin Lin'er realized his shame and was brave. He studied hard for two months and finally got his master's approval.He became cheerful again, and listened attentively during class, and went to the street to play with his classmates as usual during breaks.

The little boys rushed out of the private school noisily, and ran around in long teams. Because there were so many of them, they often played this game called "the eagle catches the chicken".Because everyone is about the same height, the person who plays the role of the old hen at the head of the team can never stop the vicious wolf, and a group of chicks will be wiped out in a short time.

The classmate encouraged Jin Lin'er: "Sun Lin, call your father to play with him. If he is an old hen, we will surely win."

Jin Lin'er was confused: "My father works in the field."

"Your father often squats on the roof to watch you, like a hidden knight, he must know martial arts." The classmate pointed to the roof in the distance, and there was a dark shadow on it.

He winked at Jin Lin'er mysteriously: "Could you be the son of a rich family who is in trouble? You were kicked out by your aunt and grandma because of a battle in a wealthy family, leaving only one loyal guard by your side."

"You're really good, you've seen it all." Jin Lin'er couldn't laugh or cry, and when he looked back, he saw Sun Qingfeng squatting on the roof.

The wind blew a piece of fallen flowers, and they fell in front of Jin Lin'er.He blinked hard, and when he looked at Sun Qingfeng again, he suddenly had a slightly different happy mood than usual.

Jin Lin'er never cared about this feeling, ran over quietly, stood under the eaves and waved his hands: "Come and play with us, come on, Daddy!"

Sun Qingfeng never thought about it, he couldn't rest assured, he followed Jin Lin'er, and in a blink of an eye, he went from cold winter to midsummer.

When he was found whereabouts, he was so embarrassed that he almost fell down. After landing, he didn't stand still, so he turned around and ran, but how could he escape?But in the blink of an eye, he was dragged by Jin Lin'er, and then surrounded by children who rushed up like a tide.

He was afraid of accidentally hurting others, so he didn't dare to move an inch, like a stone sculpture, he waited until the children's excitement passed, and then resumed his movements, pretending to be an old hen helplessly.

Sun Qingfeng can only take the head of the enemy general from the Wanjun. The old hen with the strongest martial arts in the past and present, spread his strong arms and tightly guarded Jin Lin'er behind him.

Jin Lin'er hugged Sun Qingfeng's waist tightly, knowing that the wolves were no longer a threat, so he deliberately played tricks and took the opportunity to scratch Sun Qingfeng's itchy flesh.

Sun Qingfeng had never played a game before, and facing a few screaming children, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with a cold face, he couldn't smile at all-if he lost, where would he face the dignified Golden Seal Guardian?

Jin Lin'er: "Father, you are really amazing! You are not even afraid of itches."

Jin Lin'er was never stingy with complimenting others, but Sun Qingfeng never felt that he was as good as he praised. He always felt that he was afraid of being abandoned, so he complimented himself every now and then.Therefore, whenever he is praised, he will reply "Speak well".

But this time, Sun Qingfeng was stunned by the lively laughter of the children, and felt that he was just an ordinary person.Just winning a round, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and chuckling, saying: "That's natural!"

Jin Lin'er was playing, and felt that the laughter was getting farther and farther away from him, and finally dissipated into nothingness. In his eyes, he could only see Sun Qingfeng's straight spine and mountainous back. He even protected himself so carefully during the game , I thought: "God treats me so well."

Day after day, another year.

In the second year of Mengchun, the ice melted and the snow melted, the river water thawed, the Sun family's fields were fertilized, and Jin Lin'er had adapted to school.

Sun Qingfeng no longer secretly followed Jin Lin'er, wearing coarse clothes, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, went down to the mud to sow seeds and transplant rice seedlings, bought fish fry and raised them in paddy fields, and became a veritable farmer.

Seeing that Sun Qingfeng was working hard, Jin Lin'er put away his playfulness. After school every day, he stopped playing with his friends and always trot home.

In the afternoon of spring, the smoked wind is smooth.

Jin Lin'er ran into the courtyard gate, fastened the gate, caught a rooster from the backyard, murmured something, and cut the rooster's neck with a knife, killing the rooster instantly.

He filled a bowl full of chicken blood, squeezed his nose and drank it in one gulp, washed rice and steamed rice, steamed chicken meat and a few side dishes, and then meditated by the stove.

When the aroma of the food came out, Jin Lin'er finished his practice, put the food in a food box, and happily ran to Tiandi Mountain to give it to Sun Qingfeng.

In the afternoon, the clouds cleared and the sun was shining.

Sun Qingfeng squatted on the ridge of the field, holding a sea bowl and buried his head in planing rice, his cheeks bulging: "I brought dry food, you don't have to come every day."

"I like to eat with you, it's delicious." Jin Lin'er didn't eat much, so he finished his meal quickly, put the bowl on the ground, and wanted to go to the field to help with work.

"Wait!" Sun Qingfeng hurriedly grabbed Jin Lin'er and rolled up his trouser legs, "After studying for a year, you still look like a wild monkey. Don't you need to wash your clothes?"

"Hey, I didn't need to wash it." Jin Lin'er jumped up, shook off his shoes, and ran into the mud. His slender and white legs were covered with mud, showing youthful vitality.

Yunliu Town is surrounded by mountains and rivers, where paddy fields are planted.

Jin Lin'er stretched his neck and looked into the distance, imitating the old farmer next door, lifting the bundled seedlings high, and throwing them vigorously into the field.

Hearing the noise, the old farmer looked back, took one look and shouted with a smile: "It's too thin!"

Jin Lin'er humbly asked for advice, learned from the old farmer for a long time, inserted three lines in a decent manner, and was already so tired that his back ached.Seeing that Sun Qingfeng was chewing grass roots in a daze, not looking at himself, he secretly squatted down to catch small fish to play with.

In fact, Sun Qingfeng was thin-skinned. When Jin Liner looked at him, he pretended to be in a daze. When Jin Liner looked away, he secretly observed the other party's every move.Maybe he was afraid that Jin Lin'er would be in danger?As for the danger in the paddy fields in broad daylight, he couldn't say, he was just worried anyway.

Sun Qingfeng soon discovered what Jin Liner was doing, and immediately yelled: "Don't catch fish!" He put away the bowls and chopsticks, went down to the field, caught loach and threw it into Jin Liner's clothes, scaring Jin Lin'er. The son yelled.

The two of them had a rice planting competition in the mud, and Jin Lin'er undoubtedly lost, and his face was covered in mud.

After finishing his work, the old farmer next door saw Sun Qingfeng pulling his sleeves to help Jin Lin'er wipe his face. He thought the father and son were very interesting, so he sat on the ridge of the field, made a fishing rod for Jin Lin'er, and let them go Play fishing in the Songjiang River.

It was late in the evening, the sun was setting in the west, and the clouds were steaming in the sky.

In Jin Lin'er's expectant eyes, Sun Qingfeng carried the fishing rod, the food box, and his belt, and led him to the Songjiang River.

The green willows by the river are full of shade, and the spring is infinite.Everyone in the town was busy planting rice seedlings, only the "father and son" of the Sun family came to fish without doing their jobs.

Sun Qingfeng tied the bait and threw the rod, and put the rod into Jin Lin'er's hand.

Jin Lin'er was lying under the shade of willows, and Sun Qingfeng went to the forest to shoot.

The breeze blows, ripples burst, and the Songjiang River is peaceful.

When Sun Qingfeng walked back to the bank of the river with the hare in his hands, the sunset was already shining, and the river was full of gold and red.

Jin Lin'er inserted the fishing rod between the rocks on the ground, dozed off and grinded his teeth, with a small bubble hanging on the tip of his nose, innocent and innocent, like a person in a painting.

Sun Qingfeng couldn't bear to disturb Jin Lin'er's dream, so he ran to a distance to process the rabbit meat, and roasted the rabbit with a bonfire.

He washed the rice bowl, took a bowl full of rabbit blood, turned his head and saw Jin Lin'er's sleeping face, and after thinking about it for a while, he found that since he moved to Yunliu Town, he rarely drank blood in front of his face.

Sun Qingfeng's hand holding the bowl gradually tightened, his fingertips turned white from the pressure, and he almost crushed the bowl.

With a bang, the bowl of blood was poured into the river.The bright red blood quickly dissolved in the water, and the river became clear again.

By the time the barbecue was cooked through, Jin Lin'er hadn't woken up yet.

Sun Qingfeng took a long wooden stick and put the fragrant meat skewer under Jin Lin'er's nose and shook it.

"Smells good, smells good." Jin Lin'er sniffled and smacked his mouth. He was awakened by the aroma, and before he opened his eyes, he bit on the rabbit meat. He was so hot that he yelled, and finally opened his eyes, "Wow!" ! The roasted rabbit flew in front of me by itself, am I dreaming?"

"No, my fish! No, rabbit... fish..." He fell into a drowsy sleep, looking at the broken fishing rod, and at the roasted rabbit that was close at hand, not knowing which was more important.

Sun Qingfeng sneered: "Look at your promise, Master."

Jin Lin'er decided to eat before he was full. He bit off the rabbit leg and ate it with a glistening mouth. He praised: "Senior Sun, your legs are really amazing! No, I mean your roasted rabbit legs are really delicious. .If you feel that farming is hard work, why don’t you open a food stall.”

Sun Qingfeng's craftsmanship is well known in his own mind, so he said casually: "Speak well, don't make it difficult for you."

Jin Lin'er laughed and pointed to the distant sky: "Look quickly, that cloud looks like a puppy, it's about to eat up the sun."

"Be careful that I will bite you to death." After Sun Qingfeng said, he ate the rabbit meat.

The two sat side by side, with Sun Qingfeng leaning against the weeping willow, and Jin Lin'er leaning on Sun Qingfeng's shoulder, blowing the river wind silently.

The remaining smoke from the bonfire was still extinguished, but was blown into strands and strands by the wind, and thousands of strands were mixed together, obviously without substance, but they were inseparable and kept pulling.In a blink of an eye, the sunset and the moon rise, the night falls, and the Qianjiang River is full of moon.

This summer was very hot and rainless, and the Songjiang River had little water, and the shallowest part of the river had barely exposed the river bed.

The fields were short of water, and Sun Qingfeng fetched water from the river every day. He was much busier than before. He had no time to wait for Jin Lin'er to deliver meals, so he only ate dry food and let Jin Lin'er stay at home to escape the heat.

Where can Jin Lin'er be free?After school every day, make dinner first, eat something to fill your stomach, and immediately go to help Sun Qingfeng carry water.Although, he was not active, Sun Qingfeng often carried ten buckets of water, and he squatted halfway holding the buckets.

Sun Qingfeng said that he is playful and refuses to practice martial arts, which is a kind of evil cause and evil result, but as long as he waits for a while, and Jin Lin'er is nowhere to be seen, he will turn around to look for him without hesitation, and put him in the water bucket Bring them back together.A bucket of water is not light, but Jin Lin'er is not a burden to him.

Jin Lin'er felt ashamed and tried not to cause trouble for Sun Qingfeng. She gritted her teeth for a whole day, and when she went home to do her homework at night, her hands shook so much that she couldn't even hold the pen steadily. face ink.

Sun Qingfeng suppressed a smile, sat down side by side with Jin Lin'er, took the brush from his hand, and helped him write.

Jin Lin'er had never seen Sun Qingfeng write before, and he didn't know that his handwriting was so beautiful, smooth, strong and natural, and every stroke carried the passion of sweeping away thousands of troops, so he immediately stopped him with a bitter face: "Stop writing it, you are better than the master, he can see through it at a glance."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Sun Qingfeng stretched his face and put his pen on the mountain.

Jin Lin'er knew that he had offended Sun Qingfeng again, and was thinking about how to apologize and coax him, when Sun Qingfeng lifted him up with both hands and let him sit on him.

Sun Qingfeng: "Your handwriting is too ugly, can you still write it?"

"Wait, wait for me to see." Jin Lin'er felt very novel, and there was a faint joy in his heart that he was lucky enough to touch the tiger's butt.