It is said that Shizun is a devil

Because Han Fuwang is too young now, he lost the only chance in his life to say "no" to his name.

Anyway, no matter what the children of Hanfuwang think in the future, the litter of three named wastes is currently very satisfied.

It is very troublesome to take children on the road. Hanjing Hanjin and Xiaobaiyang are physically tyrannical people. They are not afraid of mosquitoes, beasts or weather changes. Eat and meditate all day, but the child can't do it. The child must eat, drink and excrete on time. In addition, he must play with him and talk to him to make him feel cared for.

When Han Jing brought Han Jin back, Han Jin was already over three years old. He was very well-behaved and sensible, and he could eat and dress himself, so it was not too troublesome to raise him.

It's really troublesome to raise Han Fuwang, but it's just a trouble. As long as one person's energy is always focused on Han Fuwang, it can be dealt with.Moreover, Han Fuwang can find toys to entertain himself.

"Little brat, if you squeeze my fur again, I'll slap me to death, believe it or not?" The little white sheep, who was about to die in the arms of a human brat, stretched out a short claw from Han Fuwang's arms, Threatless.

Han Fuwang giggled and rolled into a ball on the baby's small wooden bed with the sheep in his arms.

The small wooden bed was split by Han Jin with a sword, and there are wooden fences on all sides to prevent Han Fuwang from falling. When walking on weekdays, the small wooden bed is driven by magic to float in the air about half a meter above the ground. To the situation of Hanfuwang.The little white sheep wants to have fun and also climbs to sleep in the crib, but always falls asleep and is raped by Han Fuwang who lacks toys.

Although Han Fuwang can only crawl, and the crawling is not very smooth, but he is very active and can't rest. He often crawls and collapses on the bed, panting from exhaustion. At first, Han Jing thought that the child was moving. He didn't move, maybe something happened, and later found that he was just resting, and gradually got used to it.

The big cities of mortals are far apart, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and one county cannot have two cities. According to Han Jing Han Jin’s stop-and-go way of driving, it was more than a month before he arrived in Baole thing.The first thing to do when entering the city is to buy clothes for Han Fuwang.

Han Fuwang grows fast. The clothes I bought a month ago are already too small. They are tight on my body, and the buttons are so tight that I want to cry. If the buttons are not buttoned for a while, the clothes are thrown aside, and the two grandparents It was a headache, and I wished I could tie up Han Fuwang with a rope.

The lady proprietress of the clothing store was startled when she saw two big men drifting into a bed behind her, but she mustered up the courage to take a look and saw a chubby child and a small baby in the bed. Sheep breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again on his face.

"This child looks like a year old?"

Han Jing froze for a moment, then turned to look at Han Jin.How could Han Jin look at the child's age? With a calm face, he said nonsense: "Well, it's coming soon, he can't fit in his clothes, so buy some clothes."

Han Jing thinks that Han Fuwang should be less than one year old. When they picked up Han Fuwang, Han Fuwang would just cry and his whole body was wrinkled like a hairless monkey. It should be just born. Look, it's been less than two months, why is it one year old?But Han Jing himself doesn't have much experience, so it's not easy to dismantle Han Jin.

"It looks so cute." The proprietress is a woman in her 30s, and she looks at Han Fuwang with kind eyes, "Our store has few clothes for children, and the styles are relatively simple. Not pretty."

Children of mortals, the poor depend on their own mothers for their clothes, and the rich depend on their embroiderers for their clothes. Few people like Han Jing Han Jin come out to buy clothes.

"Shui Ling?" The little white sheep, who had been pretending to be a pure and innocent lamb, muttered in a low voice, and glared at Han Fuwang beside him.In the past two months, this little boy has indeed eaten well, fearing that he is not in good health, he is constantly being fed with elixir and water. The wrinkled little monkey has changed into a different person.

Han Fuwang smiled until his eyes narrowed into crescents, reached out and grabbed the wool, and dragged the sheep into his arms again.

Little White Sheep: "..." Lao Tzu's Mao Mao!My most beautiful fur! ! !Let me go, little bastard!let go! ! !

I bought clothes for Hanfuwang, as usual, I wanted to go shopping in Baole and experience the local customs, but it seemed strange to go shopping with a bed.Han Fuwang is too active now, and also likes to bite people. Han Jin is not willing to let Han Jing hold this mischievous little devil, picks up the child by himself, puts the small wooden bed into the universe bag, and travels with Han Jing in Baole.

Baole's dialect is very different from Shicheng's, but due to the existence of monks, many people in the big city can still speak Mandarin, and there are not too many barriers to communication.Just listening to the locals communicate in their own dialects, the two of them are basically in the same state of confusion, and they don't know what they are talking about.

Baole is located on the border of the plain, and it is also the border town of the Lu Kingdom. From the Lu Kingdom to the west, the water source is gradually reduced, and the grassland will become dry and cracked loess. Human survival will become more difficult, but there will be many people who prefer to be dry. The environment is inhabited by spirits and monsters.Ghosts are different from monsters. Monsters are born creatures that activate their spiritual intelligence, while ghosts are spirits that come into being due to fate. Many spend their entire lives in a daze, and some have extremely high understanding and spiritual power from the day they are born.Generally speaking, the smarter the elves are, the more unique they are. They don’t have a group, they hate people, demons, demons, ghosts, and other elves, and they like to live alone. Therefore, powerful elves don’t go out for a walk because they are too lonely. Although such powerful little monsters like to stroll in groups, most of them are not taken seriously because they are too weak.Although Baole has such neighbors, under the protection of frontier soldiers, he still lives easily and safely.

After walking a few steps with the child in his arms, Han Jin saw a spacious street vacated, and there were people hanging lanterns on both sides of the street. Because it was daytime, unlit lanterns hanging on both sides looked a little ugly.

Standing at the corner of the street, Han Jin asked the owner of a stall selling sesame seed cakes: "What are you doing?"

The stall owner's official words were not very clear, but he still tried to explain: "There are still a few days, that is, the Qiqiao Festival!"

Han Jin: "!!!" Qiqiao Festival?Qi Qiao Festival? !

The Qiqiao Festival must be passed!

It's because I haven't caught up yet, so I have to pass it!Can't go, have to stay here for the holidays!

But if you finish shopping in Hanjing, you will definitely have to leave, you can’t!

Han Jin suddenly hugged Han Fuwang with one hand, and put another hand on his forehead: "Han Jing, my head hurts."

Han Jing: "..."

The Mahayana monk suddenly had a headache?This problem is very serious!

Han Jing immediately got nervous and wanted to take over Han Fuwang to let Han Jin take a rest: "What's the matter? Did you suddenly have a headache?"

Han Jin: "..." Oh no!This excuse came up without thinking!Why do Mahayana monks have headaches? !How round is this!

The little white sheep snorted coldly: "I don't think it's a headache, it's because of lust!"

Han Jin: "..."

Han Jing: "..."

Han Fuwang in Han Jin's arms pulled Han Jin's hair, Han Jin had an idea, and decisively threw the blame: "It's okay, it was Fuwang who pulled my hair, hehe, Fuwang is really naughty."

Han Fuwang: "..." Wang?

The little white sheep snorted coldly again: "You are so young that you have the heart to frame him, hehe."

Han Jin: "..." If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!

Han Jin made up his mind not to leave, so he could naturally keep Han Jing, after all, Han Jing was a fool and soft-hearted.

July [-]th, Qiqiao Festival.

The Qiqiao Festival was originally a festival for girls, but because of the grand festival, unmarried girls can only go out on this festival, and it gradually evolved into a festival for lovers.The customs are different from place to place, and the rules to be prepared on this day are also different.In Baole, the big city closest to the frontier, the whole city is lit up with colorful lights and tied with colorful ribbons, and flowers are piled up on the roadside. Overlooking from a high altitude, it should be a colorful city that never sleeps.During the daytime, the shops and vendors on the street had already put up the signboards of the special offers for the Qiqiao Festival. Just after the opening time, even the inn where Han Jing and the others stayed was already full of people.

Although it was dark late in July, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of men, women and children. Unmarried girls held colored lanterns and covered their faces with light gauze. They gathered together and let out bursts of crisp laughter.This is the day when they seldom go out to the streets once a year, and it is also the only day in a year when they can have close contact with young men.

As soon as Han Jing Han Jin walked out, he immediately attracted the attention of all the passing women.According to the custom, on this day, unmarried women can throw hand-embroidered kits or silk handkerchiefs on the man they like. If the man accepts the kit or silk handkerchief, he is in love with each other. After the festival, he can prepare to ask someone to match up.

However, before throwing it away, the girls all saw the child in Han Jin's arms.

A few sachets were thrown at Han Jing, Han Jin's face darkened, and he was about to use spells to stop all these good things, when Han Jing's figure swayed slightly, and he dodged one by one.

Han Jin: "..."

Girls: "..."

Han Jing, a bumpkin who had never been out of the house, looked at the girls throwing out the sachets in confusion. Han Jing, who wanted to question him, hesitated: "Jin'er, why did they hit me?"

Han Jin: "..."

Han Jin said solemnly: "It must be that they are throwing sachets for fun. You can see that there are many women around here. We'd better stay away from them so as not to get in the way of other people's affairs."

After hearing this explanation, the little white sheep wanted to hit someone: "Han Jing, he is lying to you! Today is the Qiqiao Festival, and unmarried women throwing sachets and kits made by themselves at you is an act of love. They hit you because I like you!"

Han Jin was exposed by the sheep, but he still kept an innocent smile on his face: "Oh? Really? I don't understand."

Little Aries rolled his eyes to the sky.

Han Jing looked at the scattered sachets at his feet, and immediately understood why those women hurried away with embarrassment, and couldn't help blushing: "Then...then I was really rude."

The little white sheep said: "It's not rude. If you accept their tokens, you must be their husband. Han Jing, what kind of cultivation do you want? Don't waste time on ordinary women! If you don't want to marry, don't accept it, you know ?"

Han Jing was startled, and nodded with lingering fear.

If this is accepted, Jin Er will probably die of anger.

In order for the apprentice to live a good life, it is better not to accept it as a teacher.

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Yes, we are going to spend Valentine's Day in the fictional world!Don't miss any Valentine's Day!