Family History of Raising a Baby in the Immortal World

Xiaojin's father couldn't feel the movement under his feet and immediately opened his eyes. He didn't dare to let go of his hand, and deliberately stepped on it twice. After hesitating, he let go of his hand, and took two steps forward with his arms around Xiaoyang.

"Huh? It doesn't seem to be moving." Xiaojin's father said in surprise.

"Yes, Dad! Let's climb up quickly." Xiao Yang took Xiao Jin's father's hand and said with a smile.

Xiaojin was very cautious when he climbed the mountain this time. He always touched the grass and branches with one hand, and held Xiaoyang firmly with the other hand. He was afraid that there would be danger, and he thought that he should protect the child no matter what.But the road under their feet was as peaceful as walking on a flat road. After climbing for more than an hour, they finally reached the top of the mountain. Standing on a huge rock by the cliff, Xiao Jin sat down panting, non-stop Wipe the sweat off his face.

There was a mountain wind blowing slowly to evaporate the sweat from his body, Xiao Jin's father breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Xiao Yang sitting beside him, stretched out his hand to carefully wipe off the sweat on his little face, "Are you tired? "

Xiao Yang shook his head, "Is Dad tired?"

"I'm a little tired! It seems that Dad's physical strength is not as good as Xiaoyang's!" Xiaojin said jokingly.

"When I grow up, I can carry my father on my back." Xiao Yang said quite naturally.

Xiao Jin kept touching his forehead with a happy smile, feeling really emotional in his heart.

The father and son sat and rested on the top of the mountain for a while, and Xiao Jin's father began to look around, hoping to find the half-purple and half-green 'pan-spiritual fruit'.

With sharp eyes, Xiaoyang found a crooked tree on the cliff. When he saw the fruit growing on the tree, he called out, "Dad, it's over there!"

Xiao Jin looked in the direction his finger was pointing at, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! We're so lucky." On the top of the crooked tree grew clusters of fruits, some of which were half-purple. The half-green appearance, what is it if it's not a 'pan-spiritual fruit'?

It's just... Xiao Jin glanced at the cliff with his head, and swallowed carefully.This cliff is too deep!But the 'Pan Lingguo' tree grows close to the top of the cliff. It seems that you have to use ropes to climb down to get the fruit smoothly.

Xiao Jin took out a long hemp rope from the back basket, tied the hemp rope to the trunk of a tree on the top of the cliff, and was gearing up for action.

Seeing that his father was going to climb the cliff himself, Xiaoyang frowned and quickly stopped him, "No, Dad! You can't go down, let me go."

Xiao Jin smiled and shook his head, "Son! Don't think of yourself as a superman. Dad is an adult, an adult. How can you let a little kid like you do this kind of thing? Don't worry! Dad has taken sufficient safety measures, It'll be fine."

Xiao Yang refused to let go, Xiao Jin couldn't help but harden his face when he saw the eldest son being so stubborn, "Xiao Yang! Dad is going to be angry."

It was the first time in the short three months since Jin Shengyang saw his amiable father change his face, he immediately let go of his little hand and stared at him with pitiful eyes.

"Good boy!" Seeing the pitiful appearance of the eldest son, Xiao Jin hurriedly comforted him, "Good boy, be obedient! Dad is not a weakling, he is capable of protecting himself."

Jin Shengyang nodded, checked the rope tied around Xiaojin's waist himself, tugged hard, and walked aside reluctantly.

Although Xiao Jin said that he is not a "weak chicken", but this is the first time in his life that he has climbed a cliff, and this cliff is not the simulated mountain wall used for rock climbing in their previous world, it is all real. Dirt and stone, it would be a lie to say that it is not tense.

He pulled the rope and carefully retreated bit by bit. Jin Shengyang climbed on the edge of the cliff and stared at him intently, guiding the movements of his feet.

His calves were trembling a little, fortunately he was not facing the cliff, his eyes were fixed on the top, listening to Xiao Yang's instructions, Xiao Jin's father took two steps until his feet were firmly established before he dared to continue sliding down.

In this way, the father and son cooperated with each other, and it took half an hour before they slid to the side of the 'Pan Ling Fruit' tree. Xiao Jin reached out to reach the fruit tree, but there was still a little distance between his body and the tree, and his arm It's not long enough, and if you stick it out for a long time, your head will be sweating, and you can't reach it.

Xiaoyang saw his father stretched out far away, and was so frightened that his heart was in his throat. "Dad, be careful!"

After listening to his son's instructions, Xiao Jin withdrew his arms, wiped the sweat from his face, and tried to move his steps to the side.With great difficulty, he took two steps and got closer to the tree. This time, he stretched out his arm just enough to reach the fruit, and Xiao Jin felt secretly happy.

However, it was too early to rejoice.The stem of the 'pan-soul fruit' is very hard, and it is impossible to pull it off with only one hand. Xiaojin grasped the rope with one hand and picked the fruit with the other. He had to control his body so as not to use too much force. It will be dodged by the inertial force, and I can't use much strength at all. After hanging and shaking on the cliff for a long time, the fruit still hasn't been picked.

Xiao Yang shouted anxiously from above: "Father, forget it! We won't pick it anymore, come up quickly."

Xiao Jin was not convinced.Lao Tzu has reached this point, he is not willing to let Lao Tzu return in vain while seeing something right in front of him.With his feet firmly on the cliff, he let go of the other hand that had been holding the rope, and picked the fruit with both hands.

Using his hands and feet together, his body flew out obliquely and hit the 'pan-spiritual fruit' tree. He hung horizontally in mid-air with his back facing the sky..."Dad——!" The shouts echoed again and again in the valley.

Xiao Jin was terrified at first, but when he heard his son's terrified cry, he calmed down, hung his body and waved to Xiao Yang, whose half of his body was exposed above the cliff, "Don't be afraid of my son! Dad is fine! You hurry up!" Go back and be careful not to fall."

"Dad!" Xiao Yang firmly grasped the rope, trying to pull Dad back with his own strength.

Xiaojin grabbed the trunk of the 'Pan Lingguo' tree while he was floating, and took advantage of this moment to grab a fruit with both hands.

Seeing that his father was still thinking about picking the "Pan Lingguo" at this point, Xiaoyang felt very uncomfortable, frowning, "Dad, can you straighten your body?"

As long as you can straighten your body, with the help of the rope, you can climb up again.

Xiaojin leaned his upper body vigorously, but it was a pity that he had no support and no skills, which caused him to move more and more, and his body also moved violently, like a bird struggling in mid-air, the movements were so big that the people watching from above Xiaoyang was frightened.

"Dad, don't move!" Xiao Yang was almost crying.

Listening to his son's crying voice, Xiao Jin comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Yang! You can straighten up when Dad has some rest and strength."

"Dad~~Dad, I'll go down and help you!" Xiao Yang tried and wanted to come down.

The eyeballs of Xiaojin's father were about to pop out, and he shouted, "You dare to come down! Just stay here and don't move."

The voices of the father and son resounded through most of the mountain in the cliff.

Xiaoyang was frightened by his father's violent shouting, and stared at Xiaojin intently, only now did he show a little childishness, his face was completely panic-stricken and he didn't know what to do.

There was a sharp crane cry in the air.

Xiao Jin followed the sound and saw a black-billed and white-feathered crane flying over from the other side of the valley and circling him twice.

A cloud slowly landed beside Xiaoyang. Xiaoyang looked back and saw a tall, straight man with a cold face standing behind him and looking at him speculatively. He immediately turned around and asked him for help: "Please Help me, please? My dad is hanging off a cliff."

The cranes circling Xiaojin called twice, flapped their wings and landed on the 'Pan Lingguo' tree beside them, staring at Xiaojin with two black bean eyes, not knowing what their plans were.

The cold-faced man looked forward, then returned his eyes to Xiaoyang, and still didn't speak.

When Xiaoyang saw that the other party had a cloud head as a flying 'tool', he knew that the other party must be a cultivator in practice.Unwilling to let go of this opportunity to save his father, he knelt down with a 'plop', raised his head and stared at him eagerly, "Please, Immortal."

The cold-faced man's eyes fluctuated, and he stretched out a finger to lightly hook his hand. Xiao Jin, who fell under the cliff, immediately felt a force pulling his body and making him stand up on his own.He quickly grabbed the rope in front of him and climbed desperately, very quickly.

Xiaoyang turned his head and saw his father climbing up, and he also used his tiny strength to help pull.The cold-faced man just stared at them and didn't help anymore.

After finally climbing up, Xiao Jin's father was so tired that he was out of breath, his face was sweating like rain, he wiped it with his sleeve, and when he saw the cold-faced man standing beside him, he immediately took a step forward with a smile on his face, "Thank you! The savior."

"It's you?" The cold-faced man uttered two words coldly, his eyebrows twisted into a twist.