Cannon fodder "attack" development system

For a while, the three of them looked at each other without saying a word, and the cabin was so quiet that it was as if no one was alive.

I don't know how much Baihu heard Ya Jiujun's nonsense.

And Song Guan was probably the most calm among the three present, and the other two showed signs of petrification.Song Guan got up without changing his face and pushed Ya Jiujun, who was unable to push Ya Jiujun before, but now it is very easy for him to push away.

It seems that this guy is not lawless and fearless.

Glancing at Ya Jiujun, Song Guan said: "When will you change your habit of talking nonsense when you are angry?"

When these words came out, the main point was naturally to give Ya Jiujun a warning, and moreover, it was to give Little White Tiger an explanation.

If the little white tiger didn't hear Ya Jiujun's irresponsible and random nonsense earlier, that would be the best, but if he heard this, then he would have to come out to clean up the mess.

Ya Jiujun didn't have much to say this time, and he admitted his cowardice without saying a word.Song Guan on the little white tiger's side planned to let the other party calm down before talking, so he turned to Ya Jiujun and continued: "Why do you always want to quarrel with me, just want to mess with me so much?" Angry? I ask you, is it funny?"

Ya Jiujun, who gradually recovered from the stiff state, pursed his lips, turned his head and let out a cold snort.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Ya Jiujun, who was not successful enough to fail, behind him, but Ya Jiujun, who was pushed by this, moved back reluctantly, and insisted in his mouth: "What are you doing. "

Song Guan glanced at him and said, "I'll settle this account with you later." After finishing speaking, he looked at the little white tiger, who stood motionless at the door, as if he had been frightened silly, and Song Guan jumped out of bed until then. , he asked the little white tiger, "Are you back?"

There was not much movement when he landed, but the pair of tiger ears on the little white tiger's head stood up in shock.

Song Guan now has small arms and short legs, and it took several seconds to reach the little white tiger.As he approached, he saw the dark brown porcelain jar on the ground broken into several pieces, Song Guan smelled a smell of wine, he stopped in front of the mess, looked up at the little white tiger: "Is this wine?"

The little white tiger gave a "hmm" and lowered its eyes, not daring to look at Song Guan at all.

Song watched the little white tiger tense up, but he didn't directly explain it. The main reason was that the other party was in such a mental state, and the other party might not be able to listen to the explanation.In a situation like the one at hand, it is necessary to lay the groundwork for a few irrelevant sentences at the beginning, and talk about homework, and wait until the other party's mood has stabilized before we can get to the point.

Song Guan asked, "Why did you come back with wine?"

As soon as the words fell, Lord Ya Jiu groaned heavily from behind.

The little white tiger didn't speak, Song Guan turned his face and looked at Ya Jiujun unhappily.

Ya Jiujun noticed that Song was looking at him, and he was as energetic as a peacock about to open his tail. He raised his chin at Song Guan, with an expression of "I just like to sneer at you how you are doing".

Song Guan didn't want to talk to the other party anymore, turned around, looked at the little white tiger and asked again with a pleasant face: "Why did you bring the wine back?"

The little white tiger turned his face slightly uncomfortably: "I met Die Xian on the road just now. He was digging up the wine he buried in the back mountain. He happened to meet me and gave me an altar. Let me take it home for you, daddy. Taste it."

After Song Guan nodded, he cut to the point unexpectedly: "Then you came back earlier, but did you hear what Lord Yajiu said?"

The little white tiger was silent for a moment, and after a while, he slowly said: "I heard it."

Song Guan asked calmly: "How much have you heard?"

The pair of pointed ears on the little white tiger's head dangled for a few times before it stabilized and said: "You said... when Lord Yajiu was outrageous."

All of a sudden Song Guan heard the cat uncle resting on the bed "cough cough cough" coughing non-stop.

Ignoring the coughing sound, Song Guanwen said to the little white tiger: "Yu Jiujun loves to talk nonsense, you must not take his words seriously."

The little white tiger opened his mouth, and after a while, said softly: "I can save it."

Song Guan nodded: "Just forget what he said."

But the little white tiger, who had been avoiding eye contact with Song Guan, suddenly raised his head after hearing this sentence.

Different from the blue eyes of the little tiger when he was in the original form, when he was in human form, his eyes were very black, like a deep ancient well, but his face was very dazed at this moment, as if he hadn't realized a big dream, and he just looked at Song in a daze. view.

Song Guan keenly sensed that there was something wrong with the little white tiger's expression, so he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Hearing the words, the little white tiger shook his head vigorously, and finally regained consciousness: "It's okay, I just had a flash."

Song Guan frowned slightly, but it wasn't obvious. He nodded slightly as usual, and said, "You can wait outside the house for a while, okay? Lord Yajiu and I still have some things to clarify."

The little white tiger said "Okay", turned around and went out, holding his forehead with one hand as he turned his back, as if he had a headache.Song Guan saw everything in his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.Then he turned around and glanced at Ya Jiujun who was leaning forward on the bed as if he was about to fight a cock. Song Guan was still thinking about the little white tiger, and he always felt bad about the little white tiger's slight abnormality. Therefore, the steps are inevitably a bit heavy.Going straight to the bed, Song Guan didn't take off his shoes again, just sat on the side at random, but before he could speak, Ya Jiujun said first: "What are you doing with your face!"

Song Guan knew that the expression on his face was not happy now, but he definitely couldn't talk about mourning. This was obviously Ya Jiujun's fault finding, so he ignored Ya Jiujun's words and said lightly: "The 'Rat Left' came earlier, Why didn't you notice it at all?"

"You blame me for not discovering it?! I'm talking to you, why should I care about other things?" Ya Jiujun, who was about to spit out the truth for a moment, his face darkened, and he hurriedly made up for it with a sneer and said, "Even if I said it to you on purpose." He listened, so what happened?"

Song Guan had to take off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and then knelt down in front of Ya Jiujun.

His movement was sudden, and in the end he was a little too close. Ya Jiujun immediately shrank back as if his fur had exploded, but he reacted immediately and forced himself to move closer to Song Guan, causing the two of them The final distance between the two is closer than the beginning.

Song Guan felt that Ya Jiujun was so immature that there was no limit. He stretched out a finger, tapped Ya Jiujun's chin that almost poked his face, and pushed him away: "Why do you always talk about no limit? practical words?"

Ya Jiujun sneered when he heard these words, he really became a "sneer maker".

Song Guandao: "Uncle, I have always respected him as an elder. I have always been respectful, afraid and ashamed of him, so when I see him, I always get nervous and pay more attention to him. What's so strange? I don't I know why you think that way. But it's not like you don't know about the troubles he and my father had before. Moreover, you know that I have nothing to do with 'Shu Sheng', and it is impossible to have anything, and you will never There might be something, why say something like that?"

Ya Jiujun immediately squinted in disdain and said: "It's hard to say!"

I didn't talk about my uncle anymore.

Song Guan really wanted to hang this big cat up on the window sill like a salted fish, it's time to get rid of the water in his head!

Reluctance to be patient, Song Guan said: "Didn't I tell you earlier, I assume the responsibility of the patriarch, and in the future-"

The big cat, Ya Jiujun, suddenly turned his face: "Do you really want to die?!"

Song Guan: "...how else?"

Ya Jiujun said angrily: "Who allowed you to die?! It's not up to you to fill this hole! Why should you die? If you want to die, you will let your uncle—"

Stop abruptly.

Song Guan didn't seem to hear it, and asked Ya Jiujun calmly, "Originally, this matter was only asked if you would like to raise 'shusheng'. If you don't want to, you should say yes. the same."

Ya Jiujun straightened up abruptly, and he grabbed Song Guan's skirt fiercely, and lifted the little Song Guan up: "Who said I won't raise it anymore? I said earlier that I would, so then Of course you have to raise him! But you have said so far, don’t regret it in the future! I raised him, but I won’t ask him to meet you again!”

After saying this, he threw Xiao Song Guan back on the bed, and angrily pulled out a bundle of red strings from his sleeve.

This red rope looks familiar, but if you look carefully, isn't it the fairy rope that Song Guan gave to people back then?

With a gloomy face, Ya Jiujun rushed out, and came back with a half-sized white tiger in his arms in a short while.The little white tiger was tied up in a mess by the red rope, and even his mouth was tied.Song Guan looked at it secretly, without saying a word.When Baihu was young, he really looked like a cat, and no one doubted that it was not a cat. Now that he has grown up, the prototype has completely looked like a tiger. Thinking about it, no one will recognize him as a kitten now.

"I'll take him away today, don't even think about seeing him again!"

This is what Lord Yajiu said before leaving, and he ran away in a fit of anger.The wooden door was not closed, it was half open, and the door panel was blown against the wall by the wind.The room suddenly became clear, and there was only one person left.Song Guanwai sat on the bed, let out a long sigh of relief, and then lay down on the bed lazily as if his bones had been pulled out.

He suspects that the little white tiger is recovering his memory, but the recovery speed is obviously very slow and unstable, and he remembers very few things, and most of them need to rely on external stimuli.Presumably his previous sentence "Just forget what he said" reminded little white tiger of something.The memory of the old days, long ago, was really too long ago, and he really didn't remember it clearly.It seemed that when he cursed the other party back then, he seemed to have said a similar sentence.I'm afraid it's because of this that the other party remembered something.

I don't know how much memory this little white tiger has recovered now.

But there is nothing to be afraid of, the white tiger in trouble is not as good as a cat, besides, even if something happened to the white tiger this time, he still has a series of ways to deal with it.

The next day, Song Guan went to Mrs. Yang's house to pick up Xiaolong.Xiaolong looked around but couldn't expect the other figure to come back. He was very disappointed: "Father, where is the 'shusheng'? Why didn't he come?"

Song Guandao: "I'll go back and explain to you later."

When he got home, Xiaolong still didn't see the white tiger, so he felt a little strange.

Song Guan thought for a moment, raised his head, and said, "You know, we both belong to reptiles."

Xiaolong couldn't help asking: "Father, what are reptiles?"

In order for Xiaolong to understand the word immediately and not to keep asking, Song Guan said nonsense: "It's just like ours, which is slender and long, covered with scales, has no hair, and can crawl on the ground."

Xiaolong seemed to understand but nodded.

Song Guan continued to edit: "You have always felt it, 'Shu Zong' is a bit different from our appearance. You look like me, and 'Shu Zong' looks like his mother—"

Xiaolong suddenly turned pale with shock: "What? So we also have mothers?"

Song Guan choked for a moment before saying, "How did you get born without a mother?"

Xiaolong lowered his head and thought for a while, then seriously replied: "Didn't it grow in the ground?"

After hearing this, Song Guan couldn't help sighing: "If it really grew out of the ground, then it wouldn't be so troublesome."

Xiaolong didn't know what to think of, and suddenly stood up excitedly: "What about the mother? Where is the mother?"

Song Guan replied without changing his expression: "I ran away with Shusheng, saying that I couldn't take care of people. I couldn't stop your mother, so I asked your mother to take him away."

Xiaolong was stunned for a while, and slowly fell silent.Song watched Xiaolong like this, thinking that the other party was just a child after all, and he was thinking about words of comfort in his heart, but he hadn't prepared the words yet, but he didn't want to be hugged by Xiaolong and hugged him in his arms.

Carefully touching Song Guan's head, Xiaolong said, "Daddy, don't cry."

The accident happened suddenly, Song Guan didn't say anything in Xiaolong's arms, Xiaolong patted Song Guan's back lovingly, patted, frowned, and pulled Song Guan out of his arms again. Xiaolong said solemnly: "Father, if you want to cry, just cry!"

Song watched Xiaolong speechless for a moment, Xiaolong caring about him so seriously, his eyes seemed to be filled with the clear light of the silver moon, he couldn't help turning his face away: "I don't want to cry either."

Xiaolong said: "My mother is like this, how could you not want to cry?"

Song Guan: "I really don't want to cry."

Xiaolong had no choice but to say to Song Guan in a coaxing tone, "Father, don't be shy, just cry if you want to cry."

How does it feel to dig a hole for yourself?

That's it.

Song Guan felt that he was almost becoming a repeater after repeatedly saying that he didn't want to cry, so he hurriedly changed the sentence: "A man doesn't cry easily."

Xiaolong said solemnly: "Anyway, it's just the two of us, Dad, you cried, I swear, I will never tell anyone."

Song Guan was grinded into one head and two big ones by Xiaolong, this kid is very resilient, he was still talking about it when he was going to sleep at night, and he might continue to do so the next day.If you don't fill in the hole you dug for yourself, what else can you do?Song Guan was speechless for a moment.Looking at Xiaolong's behavior, he actually felt that Xiaolong was sad and refused to cry, and he wanted someone else to shed two tears for him.Because he lied first, Song Guan sighed in his heart out of a little bit of compensatory psychology, and barely squeezed out two tears to meet the situation.

Outside, the bright moon has already hung in the middle of the sky, bending silently, without the company of stars.When Xiaolong saw Song Guan finally shed tears, he felt that the uneasiness in his heart that was taken away by the rats, as if he had to empathize with the teardrops, finally calmed down a little, and it no longer made him so breathless. up.With his head against his head, Xiaolong carefully wiped Song Guan's face, Xiaolong wiped it, and suddenly said: "It's so beautiful when Dad is crying."

What kind of words of comfort are these?Is there such a comforting thing?

Song Guanwen raised his eyes to look at Xiaolong, there was no emotional ups and downs in his eyes, only the eyes were brewing for a long time before he was willing to shed tears, just following such a movement of raising his eyes, they gathered into one drop.

Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, then continued to wipe Song Guan's face and said, "But it's better for Dad not to cry in the future."

After falling asleep, Xiaolong tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Song Guan wanted to pretend not to know, but Xiaolong tossed like it was endless, so he had to ask, "Why don't you sleep well?"

Xiaolong immediately stopped and did not dare to move. After a while, he turned over and approached Song Guan: "Daddy, 'Shu Zhe', 'Shu Zhe' will come back in the future?"

He didn't have much yearning for the "mother" mentioned by Song Guan, and he never got along with him. Naturally, this "mother" didn't have any feelings, so he only asked about "Shu Remnant".

Children need to be coaxed, some truths are cruel, but lies are sweeter and sweeter.

Song Guan said in the dark: "Of course."

"Really? Then when will he come back?"

When are you coming back?Who knows.

Song Guan said, "I won't wait too long."

From time to time, Xiaolong would ask Song Guan about it. He asked when "Shu Zang" would come back, and Song Guan would always answer that he would not wait too long.It's just that in the end Xiaolong didn't wait for "Shu Remnant", but only waited for the protagonist Gong to come.

When the divine power enveloped the valley, Xiaolong jumped up instinctively, even the potato basket he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

Song Guan patted Xiaolong, signaling him not to be afraid.

The temperature of the surrounding air rose almost immediately, making people very uncomfortable. There were fine beads of sweat oozing from Song Guan's forehead, and he almost doubted his previous guess.Is the person here Suzaku?In his impression, Suzaku was not so unpredictable when he appeared on the stage.

Just as he was thinking about it, his hands were empty, Song Guan heard Xiaolong's scream "Ah", he turned his head to look, and saw Xiaolong being picked up by someone in the air.

The person who came was dressed in red, with long hair hanging down, and a face like a crown of jade. His appearance was completely different from the painting style of this valley, and the temperature around this person was also very high, which was completely different from the painting style of other places.

Song Guan rushed to say: "Carefully roasted my 'long worm'!"