It is said that Shizun is a devil

Coming out of Ximen's house, the moonlight was pleasant, the cool breeze was blowing, and the street lanterns were lit, illuminating the soft yellow street. Han Jing looked at Han Jin's tough profile and asked Han Jin, "What do you think?"

Han Jin smiled: "I don't have any ideas." Although it seems that it is a drama of doves occupying a magpie's nest, killing people and seizing the throne, but based on the words of the two old people without any written evidence, no one can say that this is the truth .Even if this is the truth, Han Jin can't do it if Han Jin is allowed to take revenge on the innocent descendants of the original murderer, which is also his own junior.It would be too shameless for a Mahayana monk to bully mortals and juniors.More importantly, Han Jing must not be able to watch him torture or even kill an innocent person. If he insists on revenge, Han Jing will be in a dilemma.

How could he be willing to embarrass Han Jing because of himself.

Because of Han Jin's generosity, Han Jing felt more and more distressed for him, so he reached out and took Han Jin's hand.The candlelight passed through the carefully designed flower frame of the lantern, and small flowers bloomed on the road. Han Jing pulled Han Jin along the road covered with light yellow school flowers, feeling infinitely peaceful in his heart.

The little white sheep was jumping in anger at the back, but because Fuwang was still sleeping on his back, he couldn't speak loudly, let alone hit someone, so he could only watch the two walk side by side hand in hand , Just like an old man, an old man, he is really pissed off!

Since Mr. Wei's branch is probably not the real direct branch, Mr. Wei probably doesn't know about the unique knowledge of the Wei family.Without any hope, Little Aries came to the door with Han Jing, chatting about immortals and Taoism, and chatting about the esoteric methods of various famous clans, pretending to casually ask Mr. Wei: "The Wei family is also a big clan. Is there any?"

Old Master Wei smiled wryly: "There is no secret law. If there is, it will not be reduced to the present situation, where you cannot get into a famous mountain."

Han Jing felt that the sadness and desolation in Mr. Wei's eyes were very real when he said this, but now he has realized that he can't understand people. Although he believes in Mr. Wei ninety percent in his heart, he can't help keeping Doubtful.

The little white sheep cut it, and spoke with disdain: "However, every family has its own secrets. Why, are you afraid that we won't be able to take your treasures? We may not be interested in your family's things."

Although Mr. Wei was not as flattering and warm to Little White Sheep as he was when he first met him, he did not dare to offend him: "Really not, if there is a secret that is not passed on, it has already been used, so why sit back and watch the Wei family get to this point. "

The little white sheep was full of displeasure: "It's fine if you don't say anything, hey, by the way, my brother and I are leaving, so today is our farewell."

Han Jing froze for a moment.

Mr. Wei glanced at the two of them: "Leave so soon? Why don't you stay for a few more days, the wintersweet outside the city is about to bloom, why don't you leave after admiring the plum blossoms?"

The little white sheep waved his hand: "Where can't you see plum blossoms? Let's go."

Han Jing was dragged away by the little white sheep. Before leaving, Han Jing turned her head to look in the direction of Wei Jiazong's school. There was the faint sound of reading in order. I wonder if there are any children who dare to distract themselves in class.

The Wei family didn't make much progress, but as the saying goes, the person who knows you best is not yourself, but your enemy. The followers made a decision for everyone, and went to the Lin family in the northern Xueyuan to find out.

However, Hanjing Hanjin was afraid that Fuwang would not be able to stand the bitter cold in the snowy plain, so he decided to wait until Fuwang was older before going.

There is no time to correct, the dad loves to worry, he is afraid of the cold in winter, he is afraid of being exposed to the sun in summer, and he has to hurry up to go to class in spring and autumn. When Fuwang's teeth grow back to the same level, the worrying master and dad feel that the child can eat by himself It's great to be able to go out, and before I know it, three years have passed in the days when no one keeps track of the time.

For people, monsters and spirits with infinitely long life spans, three years is just a short stay in a certain place in their lives. Even if they know that three years have passed, the feeling of time is just that Fuwang has grown up. Not only can walk, but also can run and jump.

"Little boy, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to practice, what are you doing?!" The little white sheep jumped violently!roar!

Fuwang blinked his big innocent eyes: "I just want to see."

The little white sheep filled up the barrier around Fuwang, put its paws on Fuwang's knee, and said earnestly: "Don't rush to practice, your talent is unmatched, and you can build a foundation in less than three days." , within three years, the golden core will be formed, but think about it, how sad it is for a person with a golden core to have no Mao Mao!"

Fuwang: "..." I don't really care about Maomao!

The little white sheep looked up at the short soft lanugo hair on Fuwang's head sadly, and sighed: "What's the matter with your own father? Is your family's fur not growing well? It's been three years since then. It's so long!"

Fuwang: "..." I don't really understand these monster races who cherish Mao Mao!Where is Mao Mao is so important!

Hearing the irritable voice of the little white sheep coming out of the room, Han Jing looked at Fuwang worriedly: "Yes, why is the hair so thin, is it because you don't eat well enough?"

Han Jin: "..." This can't be tolerated anymore, isn't this suspecting that my dad is abusing the child? ! "It's definitely okay to eat, he's almost finished eating all the edible spirit water in our bag."

So a group of adults and goblins moaned around Fuwang's head, why did he only have such little hair at the age of four!

Fuwang: "..." I don't know what other children's parents are like. If I didn't follow the crowd and secretly read two miscellaneous books, I guess I would be bald with their lanugo now.

But he only read miscellaneous books, and the followers refused to show him the books on practice, because the followers insisted that the books on practice are not serious books and have no literary quality!The goblin will not collect books that have no artistic value!

"We must go this year." The disciples actively urged Han Jing, who didn't want to do anything, to solve the mystery. "A formation on composite paper is beckoning us."

Han Jing hesitated: "I think we should wait a little longer, Fuwang is still young."

The crowd slammed the book: "You said that the year before, the year before, and last year, no, I must go this year! My youth cannot be wasted by you, if I don't go, I will go back to Ye Feng to be the oiran!"

Han Jing: "Oh, why don't you go back and be the oiran first, and we will go find you when Fuwang grows up."

The followers: "..." Procrastination is a disease, find a doctor quickly!

Fuwang joined the ranks of followers, hugged the book and said: "I really like this book, and I really want to read the content on it soon, let's go." No matter what the reason is, it's good to go outside and read it. good.

Han Jing: "..." The little apprentice is so cute, how can he not give what he wants!

Fuwang held the book and looked at Han Jin: "Master~~Go, go~~"

Dad: "...it's useless to call Mrs. Shi." Mrs. called so naturally, so naturally Han Jing got used to it, well done!

After coaxing the master and the baby daddy well, the little white sheep is always active, so naturally he won't object.

In April in the world, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, but a group of people are sitting on a flying carpet and heading to the snowy field.

The northern snow field is vast and covered with snow all the year round. Although it is called snow field, in fact, besides the snow field of [-] mu, the largest snow area is still in the snow mountain. The snow mountain starts from the end of the snow field and stretches for thousands of miles to the north. It is all white. The snow-capped mountains and the clear blue sky are perfectly blended together. It is difficult to see even the birds in the sky, and it is hard to tell whether it is the high mountains covered by snow or the high snow covered mountains, which block the wings of most birds.

The little white sheep’s fur is curly and thick, and even if it does not use its spiritual power in the snow field, it does not feel cold. The followers are only ghosts who have been cultivated later, and they don’t know the warmth and coldness of the world. Hanjing Hanjin only worries about Fuwang’s child, Can't stand the low temperature of the snow field.Although Fuwang hasn't cultivated in the past few years, he has eaten a lot of good food, and his health should be much better than that of ordinary children of the same age.Han Jin believed that even if the tendons were washed and the marrow was cut, the child's body would not excrete many impurities.

Sitting in the flying carpet barrier, Fuwang didn't feel anything, and didn't realize what Master Shizun was worrying about.

The scenery of the snow field is similar everywhere, and there is no clear sign in the vast expanse of whiteness. Not to mention ordinary people, monks can easily get lost here.Han Jin turned a small angle several times without realizing it, and almost flew farther and farther. It was only after everyone reminded him that he returned to the correct course.

As a natural goblin, Zhong Cong has no sense of all the problems that human beings face. Except for the indeterminate gender, he has an unbelievable accuracy and guides Han Jin to find the snow city where the Lin family is located. A snow city hidden in the [-] snow mountains.

Ordinary humans would find it difficult to live in Snow City. Most of those who can live deep in the snow-capped mountains are monks. The harsh environment promotes people's progress, so it is different from the decline of the Wei family. According to records, the Lin family is full of vitality, has many children, and develops. The foliage is flourishing.It's just that people who live in the depths of the snow-capped mountains are used to life in the snow-capped mountains, but few people would choose to leave their hometowns and set foot in Zhongzhou.Therefore, compared with other big cities, Syracuse is relatively closed and xenophobic, and there are few monks who come here. In Syracuse, there are more people who speak the local dialect and less people who speak the common language. Where, but what the hell are these people talking about?

The signs of the shops on the street were also written in the local dialect. I couldn’t find where the inn was. I tried to make gestures with the person, but it turned out that the gesture was obviously for sleeping and eating, but the person actually pointed to a place where beggars gathered on the street corner. Jin couldn't laugh or cry.

Along the way, the followers kept looking left and right, seeing Han Jin's expression that "my talent has come to an end", they immediately recommended themselves: "I am me, I am writing, find me a local book, me and Let’s exchange other texts.”

Han Jing: "???" Is there still such an operation?Amazing!