The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

After the distribution was reasonable, everyone had a reason to continue talking, so Du Feng sat down peacefully and waited for tomorrow.

The burning fire was flickering and flickering, the firewood was crackling, and there was silence for a while. Nanfu bamboo wiped the piano, Yue Sanyao touched the stick, Xu Zhongsheng and Xu Zhongrong sat under the big tree beside them, bowing their heads and whispering from time to time, as if they were hitting something. bad idea.

Xu Zhongsheng injured Nan Fuzhu, and it has been proved that he is good enough to be a partner, so the three late stage foundation builders began to look at him directly, and they were not so defensive against him.

Du Feng also proved his strength, as can be seen from the distribution, he gets three and others get two.

Sui Pingan sat opposite him, looking at him with a half-smile, "You really surprised me."

"What?" Du Feng pretended not to understand, and hugged the little old man with his chin resting on his head. It was the old man who treated him like this in the past and liked to put his chin on his head. Now it's him For the old man, as expected, reincarnation of cause and effect, retribution is not good.

Sui Pingan shook his head and didn't speak, got up and walked to the side. It was late at night, and he wanted to find a place to meditate.

The location must be far away from everyone, but not too far away, because we need to guard against each other and supervise each other.

Only Du Feng was still sitting by the burning fire, steaming eggs for the old man.

The old man was sitting obediently, with a book on his lap. Just now, no matter how many people were assigned, whether they were noisy, or even Du Feng made a big fuss, he remained calm and quietly held the book to read. The two little feet were red from the fire, and the soles of the feet were hot.

Du Feng's mind was spinning rapidly just now, and his whole body's attention was on the few people opposite him, ready to hit him if there was any abnormality, or run away, but ignored him.

"Dehydrated, dehydrated." Du Feng pressed the button on the bottle, popped out the straw, and stuffed it into the grandfather's mouth.

The grandfather opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth, and actually sucked a few mouthfuls. This bottle was bought by Du Feng without the consent of the grandfather, so he bought it for him. One eye is used.

Du Feng laughed loudly, moved his body back, and put small shoes on his two little feet.

Children's shoes are really small, cute and delicate, and you can't put them down when you touch them.

And those clothes, when Du Feng picked them, he wished they could have three different colors, they were so cute.

Before he went out, he tidied up his grandpa's things, including a baby bottle, a small coat, a small T-shirt, pajamas, shorts, socks, shoes, a hat, and of course some cooking tools and food.

They are all miniature ones. In the past, the old man made them for him. When he went out, the old man packed up his things. It was the first time for him to make them, and they were a bit fresh.

Du Feng set up a cooking shelf, with a hook in the middle, and a cooking pot at the bottom, with a filter in it for steaming eggs, and millet porridge at the bottom.

The process went smoothly, but unexpectedly, the old man went to bed early.

His body couldn't get rid of his nature, and he would get sleepy after a long time. He was lying on Du Feng's chest, holding a feeding bottle in his small hand, hanging on his finger, precariously, as if it would fall off at any time.

boom!

The baby bottle fell and was caught by Du Feng firmly without making a sound, and the grandfather was still asleep. Only the occasional noise of the firewood would suddenly scare him. He opened his eyes and found that nothing happened, and then went back.

"Slept so soundly." I didn't expect the old man to have such a childish side.

Because the grandfather fell asleep and was still lying on his chest, Du Feng didn't dare to move. The cooked millet porridge and custard were kept warm by magic, and they were stored in the storage necklace for the grandfather to use tomorrow.

Du Feng kept this movement and sat for the whole night. He couldn't stay still during the period, so he hurriedly got a sofa to sit on while the grandfather changed his posture.

He is not an old grandfather, he is not impatient by nature, and he can sit for a day honestly. This day is torture for him. If the old grandfather changes his posture, he will change accordingly, tossing back and forth until the early morning.

Du Feng squinted for a while, and when he woke up, he found that the old man was looking at him with sparkling eyes.

"You just hugged me all night like this?"

Du Feng yawned, "What can I do if that doesn't work, it's just a sofa, where do you take me to sleep?"

The old man was speechless, he put his small arms on his chest, and crawled up by himself.

He was still wearing pajamas and a coat over it. Du Feng took off his shoes when he fell asleep, and wrapped him in a big blanket so that his hands wouldn't get cold at night.

"Your son doesn't look like you picked it up." A voice suddenly came from the opposite side. Du Feng looked and found Nan Fuzhu holding the piano and adding firewood to the fire.

What he said should be that the things he brought are too complete, and it doesn't look like he took over halfway.

"He brought these all by himself, and they were there when I took over." Anyway, even if the explanation is clear, people will still be suspicious, so it's better to be ambiguous and give them room for imagination.

"Then do you know his life experience?" Nan Fuzhu seemed to have something in his words, "It's not easy for such a small child to remain in danger after experiencing yesterday's incident, neither crying nor making trouble."

"Really?" Du Feng hated talking with guns and sticks the most, so he snorted coldly and didn't want to talk to him.

He took out the egg custard that he made yesterday, because the egg custard was still warm because of the heat preservation technique, the grandfather was afraid of being hot before, and now he is even more afraid, so Du Feng let him eat it after cooling down.

The old grandpa's small arms and legs were tired enough to hold a book, so Du Feng fed the custard. He scooped up a spoonful, and the old man ate a spoonful. It's almost out, and the small appearance is so cute.

He has always been well-bred and rarely does outrageous things. Even if he is burned, his first reaction is not to spit it out, but to swallow it, and then he gets burned even worse.

The old man touched his neck, his face was burnt, and he looked so aggrieved.

Du Feng asked him to open his mouth to have a look, and a small blister appeared on the tip of his pink tongue.

"Drink the water and it won't hurt anymore." Du Feng coaxed the old man like a child, causing the old man to roll his eyes.

He just has a smaller body and instinctive physiological reactions, but in fact his mind is still as strong.

Du Feng pressed the button on the kettle, and a straw popped out. The old man took two sips, and his expression seemed much better.

"Let's put it aside and eat it later." Du Feng put the egg custard on the ground and tilted his head to look at the old man.

Grandpa has become smaller, with small arms and legs, a chubby face, delicate facial features, and eyes that contain everything like the sky. It seems that he has not woken up, and there are still tears on it, which is pitiful.

Such an old man is simply helpless, Du Feng shook his head, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

There is a kind of poison called Grandpa, he is gentle, he is strong, he also likes to play tricks on Du Feng, he can become bigger or smaller, he wants to play 3P and 3P, he wants to fight with multiple hands, he has experienced countless appearances of Grandpa Du Feng never thought that one day the old man would become smaller and weaker and needed his care.

This feeling is amazing and cannot be described in words. It is similar to the chest being filled, and there is something called happiness flowing.

Could this be how the old man felt when he was taking care of him?

Du Feng suddenly understood why the old man was so kind to him, as if he also wanted to use all the good things for the old man, probably that's what he meant.

Du Feng put socks and shoes on for the grandfather, the grandfather completely obeyed, his hands and feet were limp, and he let him lift him up and down, put on clothes and hats, and feed him, which took half an hour.

With the temperament of the old man, he definitely doesn't want to bother others. He and Du Feng are in the small world. In order not to trouble Du Feng, he gets up more than two hours earlier every day, because the movement is slow and inconvenient.

However, it is no more inconvenient to do things outside than in Xiaotiandi, Du Feng did everything by himself.

It's a pity that Du Feng is not as diligent as his grandfather. The grandfather washes clothes once a day. At that time, the clothes he replaced were washed at the same time. Du Feng had to save a pile and wash them all at once.

Monks usually stop to meditate when the sun is about to rise, which is five or six o'clock. Du Feng didn't get up until six o'clock, and made everyone wait for more than an hour, although everyone didn't say anything. , but my heart must be uncomfortable.

Du Feng didn't care, he threw a spirit fruit at each person, and the others looked a little better.

The spirit fruits were just picked, and they were put in batches in the warehouse. Grandpa Phoenixwood would sell them in exchange for spirit veins, part of which would be subsidized for Xiaotiandi, and part of which would be given to those little monsters who had borne fruit.

Those little demons originally thought that after the fruit was exchanged for contribution points, there would be no benefits for them, but they didn't expect that there were still spiritual veins available, and they were all overjoyed, and their growth was even more gratifying.

People don't get up early if they don't have benefits. Only when they see benefits and benefits will they be motivated.

Du Feng didn't tell them about it at first, he just wanted to know how many demons would listen to the arrangement without complaint or regret, but the results showed that only 5.00% were there, and most of them were just watching jokes and probing.

However, they miscalculated, and those who obeyed the arrangement without complaint and regret not only got a share of the spirit veins, but also the right to choose their own house, and the treatment was better than others.

The obedient demons in the middle were treated second, and the obedient demons in the end were treated third, so that they would regret not obeying the arrangement at the beginning.

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The sun was gradually rising, and there was a hint of dryness in the air. Six people, a child and a big cat walked in a line, with Nanfu bamboo at the head and Yue Sanyao hanging at the end, with a string of candied haws in the middle.

The old man sat upright on the big cat, holding a book and reading.

His book is different from yesterday's, so there should be another one.

Although the old man is a monster, he is easy to learn. He understands basic things about humans, and he also understands some mysteries that humans don't know. He lives more like a human than a human.

The library was a little scary. When Du Feng opened the door of the vault, a group of flying books flew around like white doves.

What the grandfather is reading now is the notes of an elder of the Wu Clan. Du Feng once read it once, but he couldn't understand it at all, so he gave up. Only the grandfather read it with relish.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man stopped suddenly, and communicated with Du Feng with his spiritual sense, "Be careful later, if there is any abnormal movement, stop and don't move."

Ok?

Du Feng looked at him suspiciously, and there were too many people he wanted to ask. It wasn't right for him to ask the old man as an adult, and he would expose the old man, so he held back his curiosity and moved on with the others.

The forest is luxuriant, old trees grow wildly, bowl-sized roots can be seen everywhere, covered with moss, if you accidentally step on it, it will be slippery. Fortunately, everyone is a monk, so we are not afraid of this.

The team moved unhurriedly, and the surroundings were abnormally quiet, not even the chirping of birds and insects. It was peaceful along the way, but there was always a feeling before the storm.

Du Feng's pace was unhurried and slowed down. Although he was still following the team, he had gradually left.

"Everyone be careful, there are monsters blocking the way." Nan Fuzhu suddenly shouted.

The old man was surprised, and then his spiritual sense transmitted to Du Feng, "This Nanfuzhu is not very simple. The monster in front is at least one kilometer away from here. He can actually see that the lowest spiritual sense is also at the golden core stage. You'd better stop teasing him in the future, maybe he is really a Golden Core cultivator." The old man's tone was serious and his face was full of seriousness.

Du Feng waved his hand, not caring, "It's okay, I still have a Nascent Soul Talisman in my hand, he is a god, I will press it for him too."

The old man shook his head, "I have tampered with that talisman. I won't use it within three days, and it is basically useless."

"..."

Du Feng was shocked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Damn it, plus the number of days in Xiaotiandi, it has already been more than three days, which means that his talisman has long been useless?

After Du Feng came out, he even cheated Nan Fuzhu hard. If he knew...

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Nanfuzhu lightly landed on a branch not far from Du Feng, hugged Qin and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, which was hard to fathom.

Du Feng: "..."

Seems like bad luck.