It is said that Shizun is a devil

The master-student relationship in this nest was so chaotic, that person was also a little embarrassed. He quietly looked at Han Jin who was called the master's wife, but found that it was not that he had just glanced at Han Jin and failed to see Han Jin's appearance clearly, but that Han Jin's appearance was exactly the same. Blurred is like looking at flowers through fog, even if luck is in the eyes, it is still difficult to see through.

That person suddenly felt that the whole person was not well. This, this... This litter... Although the relationship between this litter is chaotic, but their cultivation base is high. I'm sorry, I can't afford to offend, so I slipped away first.

There was a flawless smile on the man's face, and he cupped his hands and said: "When I met Daoist Jin, I couldn't help but come to say hello, but there is something else at home, so I can't stay with you for a long time, so I have to say goodbye first. Next time I have a chance to be a host, please A few fellow Taoists will go to someone’s house to be a guest together.” He saw that Fuwang had been staring at the rouge powder in the plum blossom box, and he picked it up and stuffed it into Fuwang’s arms, “I didn’t bring anything with me in a hurry. Good thing, this little fellow daoist likes it, so a certain one has the cheek to give a cheap gadget, just laughing at it."

Han Jing hurriedly took out the box: "No need, no need, he just likes the box to look good, and none of us can use it."

The man smiled and took out an ingot of broken silver and handed it to the proprietress: "Why do you have to be so ignorant, fellow daoist, it's just a worthless gadget, fellow daoist is so polite, it makes me feel ashamed."

Han Jing held the box and didn't know what to do. He had no experience in communication, and his master kept warning him not to take other people's things. He also taught Fu Wang in the same way, but if others gave gifts with good intentions, wouldn't it be too much to insist on refusing to accept them? Indifferent?

Han Jin stretched out his hand to hold Han Jing's hand. Compared to Han Jing's bewildered look, he seemed quite familiar, and said with a smile: "Then thank you fellow Taoist, I will definitely visit you someday."

The man smiled, cupped his hands, and hurried away.

Fuwang held the water-red plum blossom box of rouge and gouache, and broke it with two small hands curiously, and the powdery rouge inside was sprinkled all over his body.

Han Jing: "..."

Fuwang was stunned for a moment, and the strong fragrance of the powder rushed into his nostrils. Fuwang frowned, opened his mouth wide, and sneezed, blowing away the powder on Han Jing's body.

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing, who was fragrant all over her body, couldn't laugh or cry, handed Fuwang to Han Jin, and dusted off the floating powder on her body.

After shopping around, buying shoes for Fuwang is the real business. Fuwang sat on a small stool and tried many shoes with a serious face. He liked each pair very much. He looked at "Ms. With a wave, I bought all the shoes.

Back at the inn, Han Jing remembered the box of rouge and gouache, and educated Fuwang: "It is polite to accept things given by others, but there must be a gift in return, you know?"

Fuwang was practicing walking by the bed while wearing shoes and holding the sheet with his small hands. Hearing Han Jing's words, he raised his head to look at Han Jin in a daze. Mistress, Mistress."

"Master" bent down in front of Fuwang: "What's wrong?"

Fuwang grabbed the bed sheet, stood on tiptoe tremblingly, kissed Han Jin on the face, and said seriously: "Return the gift."

Han Jin: "..."

Han Jin wiped the saliva off his face with a complicated expression: "Who did you learn from?" It doesn't matter to me, but will others be able to get a kiss when they buy things for him in the future?What if I kiss people when I see them in the future!Neither I nor Han Jing had ever taught him this kind of return gift!

Fuwang is an honest and good boy: "Everyone obeys, everyone obeys what is written in the book..."

Fuwang can already read a lot of words, very proud!

Han Jin: "..."

Han Jin rushed to the next room, pulled the sleeping people out of bed and beat them up.

The followers who were sleepy: "???" I don't know why they hit me!

Han Jin: "If you read those messy books in front of Han Jing and Fu Wang in the future, I will burn all your books!"

In the past few days, Han Jin has understood why Zhong Cong only blackmailed himself who burned the books, but let go of the little white sheep who tore the books into dregs, not because he and the little white sheep are demons, but because Zhong Cong Even if the writing becomes fine, as long as the writing carrier is still there, he can restore the writing, but burning the book is different, the paper of the book disappears completely after burning, and the followers cannot restore it again.

The crowd was unconvinced, pointing their slender fingers at Han Jin and the little white sheep who opened their eyes angrily: "You stupid transgressors, you don't understand literature! Great literature!"

Han Jin had no expression on his face: "I just don't understand, I just burn books, and I don't lose money, so why not!"

The followers: "..." will bully the goblin! ! !However, the big demon next to him watched helplessly, not making decisions for the little goblin at all!

Han Jing is a person who can't hide things in his heart. When someone gave him a box of rouge and gouache, he really wanted to return the gift.Han Jin had no choice but to see Han Jing's restless nagging, he had to go early or late, so it was better to go early, so he had to choose a magic weapon as a gift in return.When visiting someone's house as a guest, it is natural to send a greeting card first, otherwise it will be embarrassing to go to the host's house and not be there.The only person who is suitable to send greeting cards here is Zhong Cong, because Zhong Cong is a weak, pitiful and helpless little fairy who can only be bullied by humans!

Congregation: "...I have a dirty word to say."

Han Jin pressed his left knuckles with his right hand expressionlessly: "Swallow it back."

Congregation: "..."

The weak, pitiful and helpless goblin sent a letter and brought back a letter: "Tonight, don't forget, my clothes are out of date, what should I do!"

Han Jin looked at the attendants who rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find clothes for the banquet in surprise, and said in disbelief, "Did I say I would take you there?"

Congregation: "..." The cruel human beings chirp! ! !

In the evening, Han Jing took Han Jin Fuwang and Xiaobaiyang to prepare for a banquet, but the followers who were left alone strongly condemned Han Jing for abandoning her behavior: "Han Jing, I know you are different from them, you have something Conscience, won't your conscience hurt if you leave me alone?!"

Han Jing with a conscience: "..."

The two without conscience: "..."

The conscientious Han Jing explained sincerely: "But I'm afraid that you might say something you shouldn't say while eating."

All the followers looked at Han Jing in disbelief, their two slender eyebrows almost stood up, very sad, as if they had been let down by others: "Did I say something I shouldn't have said?!"

"..." Han Jin said euphemistically, "Whether it's a human or a demon, you have to know something about yourself."

The followers: "..." I can see it!They are a family, and they are outsiders!If you bully the goblin all day long, you will be punished!

Han Jin looked at the little white sheep: "How about you stay with him."

The little white sheep was furious: "Why me, I want to leave you alone!"

Han Jin said confidently, "You are of the same family, so get close."

Little White Sheep: "Who told you that we belong to the same family?"

Han Jin: "???" In order to get rid of this little goblin, the big goblin who protects his shortcomings doesn't even recognize his own clan?

Little White Sheep: "He's a spirit, spirit, okay! Does our monster race have a fixed gender?"

Yes, speaking of it, there are many ways to distinguish between goblins and spirits, but the most easy to understand is that most goblins have no gender, while goblins are almost fixed in gender from birth.It's just that Xiaobaiyang and Zhongcong themselves have always called Zhongcong a little goblin. Looking at the relationship between the two of them, Han Jing Hanjin always thinks that Zhongcong is the descendant of Xiaobaiyang's demon clan.

Little Aries explained: "Although he is a monster, he was born from the books of mortals, and he likes to be close to humans. Ordinary people have never differentiated between demons and spirits, so he considers himself a little fairy. Later, the pavilion master saw that he really regarded himself as He is a member of the demon clan, and most of the elves don't interact with each other, so he recognized him as a demon of the demon clan and made him a monster of the demon clan, so he is the only little elf in this world!"

The only little fairy blinked pitifully at Han Jing, trying to make Han Jing give in with her aggrieved eyes!

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing gave in!

"Then don't talk!" Han Jing, who has always been a good man and never used commands, said hard, "If you talk nonsense, Jin Er will burn your book!"

All the followers: "..." Even Han Jing has learned from Han Jin badly! ! !Scumbag Hanjin!

It is agreed that three people will bring a child, and it is not too much to have one more person.When he came to the door, the monk had already greeted him in front of the door, and his etiquette was indeed very thoughtful.

The monk's surname was Ximen and his first name was Li, which was not far from Wei's family, both in Dongcheng District.Last time, many monks from the city gathered together, but this time it was Han Jing who specially brought his disciples to visit. He was visiting Ximen, so it was not suitable for outsiders to be present. Ximen called the elders of the family and the likeable juniors. Together, the rest of the outsiders were naturally not invited.

With Han Jin's cultivation, what he can put in the Qiankun bag, except for the daily necessities and furniture of Pingbofeng, the snacks, books and drinks prepared for Hanjing Fuwang, everything else is not ordinary, even if it is a thousand things. He chose the worst one, and Ximenli couldn't put it down holding the turtle-head hairpin, so someone carefully brought it to the brocade box and put it in it carefully.

After thanking him, Ximenli introduced his family to Han Jing one by one: "This is my grandfather, who is over 400 years old and the oldest elder in our family. This is my younger brother Ximencheng, this is my sister-in-law, and this is me. Ma'am, this is my youngest son Ximenzhi, the elder son has joined Taoist Biyunbo Zhenzhen's sect, and he is not at home right now."

Han Jing looked at the elder of the Ximen family who was hunched over, squinting, eyes and teeth falling out, and really didn't know how to address someone who was two hundred years younger than him.

Fortunately, Ximenli is a person who won't embarrass others. After the introduction, he quickly invited Han Jing and others to take a seat.

Ximenli's youngest son looked no more than seven or eight years old. He was very curious when he saw Fuwang, so he leaned over and pinched Fuwang's little face.Fuwang also looked at him curiously, as if he really wanted to play with this big brother.

Han Jing put Fuwang down on the ground, and smiled at Ximen, "Your brother is not very good at walking yet."

Fuwang tremblingly grasped the corner of Hanjing's clothes and stood still. He grew up as a snack, and he was no longer the black monkey who was just picked up. Now he is white, fat, pink and cute, with a face The most conspicuous are the big round eyes, like a little fairy boy, against the black Ximen looks like a black monkey.

Ximenzhi didn't know that this was due to the difference in his growth environment. He just felt that he had never seen such a cute younger brother. He took out a grasshopper made of straw rope from his arms and handed it to Fuwang in a fawning manner.

Fuwang held the grasshopper and turned around curiously: "What is this?"

Han Jing patted Fuwang's head lightly: "Be polite. When you see a child older than yourself, you should call him brother."

Fuwang said: "Brother, what is this?"

Ximen Zhi was not so gentle with his younger sister on weekdays, maybe his younger sister was not as good-looking as his younger brother, so he reached out and took the grasshopper, and said dryly, "This is a straw grasshopper."

While talking, he untied the grass and showed it to Fuwang, which made Fuwang's eyes widen, thinking that this little brother is really powerful, so a few grasses can turn into a small insect.

Children play and adults chat.

Little Aries probably never knew what the prologue was, so he directly asked the oldest elder of the Ximen family who was sitting beside him and looked at the two children with a smile: "Hey, boy, you are over 400 years old. More than 300 years ago, there was Do you know someone named Wei Wuyi?"

Wei Wuyi is Han Jin's biological father.