Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

In Yanxi Mu's, everywhere is red, and the sound of firecrackers is constantly ringing, everyone is full of joy. Today is the 12th birthday of Mu Chen, the youngest son of the Mu family.

In Youdian (Mu Chen's dormitory), a young man with red lips and white teeth said with dissatisfaction, "Father, I don't want to wear a robe of this color, it's so red, it's just too vulgar!"

"How vulgar! You are so delicate!" Beside the boy, a man also dressed in red said.

Although he is already a father, the man still has a handsome face and a refined temperament, but the premise is that he does not see his two cubs.

The young man is today's birthday star, Mu Chen, the youngest son of the Yanxi Mu family, whose name is Moran.

And the man next to him is his father, Yi Hengjun, the patriarch of the Mu family.

"I see, you go entertain the guests first, I'll be there right away." Mu Chen pouted.

"Sure, hurry up, don't miss the hour." After instructing his son, Yiheng Jun strode towards the living room.

Mu Chen looked at the dazzling morning light, squinted his eyes, changed into the red dress worn by his birthday, and tied the hairband on his head.

(The Mu family's headband has the same meaning as the Lan family's forehead wiping, and can only be taken off in front of close relatives)

"It's still early anyway, it shouldn't be a big deal to go out for a walk."

Due to the boy's playful nature, Mu Chen didn't listen to his father's words at all. He took out his jade flute and played a light tune, only to hear a crane cry, and a crane stood in the middle of the yard.

Mu Chen tapped the crane's head with Yige: "Bad Awang, with such a loud voice, I'm afraid my father won't notice me, right?"

Crane Ngawang seemed to understand the human language, croaked softly, and shook its wings.

Muchen nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Let's go to Lianyang, I want to eat candied haws."

Arriving in the sky of Lianyang, Mu Chen was about to land when he found a group of people flying with swords flying towards him in the distance.

Mu Chen squinted his eyes and took a look. He was covered in white clothes of sackcloth and filial piety. He could not be the Lan family. He hurriedly called Awang to turn around, and said anxiously: "Awang, go back!"

Who knows if the Lan family members will tell their father that they met him, they must not let his father know, thinking about his fate, Mu Chen shivered in fear.

"Stay here, Mo Ran." However, God did not allow him to do so, and a voice came from behind him.

Mu Chen turned around stiffly, and sighed, what's so scary!Isn't it just to kneel for a whole day!Who is afraid of whom!

Thinking of this, Mu Chen raised a smile and said to Lord Qing Heng: "Uncle Lan, you are here."

This Lord Qingheng is also the Patriarch of the Lan Family, who once came to discuss matters with Lord Yiheng, and it happened that he met Mu Chen that time, and the two of them knew each other.

"Why did Mo Ran run away?" Qingheng Jun nodded slightly at first, then asked doubtfully.

Mu Chen struggled for a while, and whispered, "I sneaked out."

"It's okay, I won't tell your father." Qingheng Jun chuckled, pointing to the two teenagers behind him, "Mo Ran, this is the dog, the boss, Lan Huan, named Xichen."

Mu Chen obediently nodded at Lan Xichen, and said hello, "Brother Xichen, I'm Mu Chen, and I'm Mo Ran."

Lan Xichen nodded with a smile, "Hi, little Moran."

Mu Chen's expression froze, and he thought to himself, who is too young!You are young!Your whole family is small!

Qingheng Jun pointed to the cruel young man again: "This is the youngest son, Lan Zhan, the word Wangji."

Mu Chen nodded to Lan Zhan and said, "Brother Wangji, hello."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly in return.

Mu Chen rolled his eyes, coughed lightly and said, "Uncle Lan, you go first, I'll go buy a candied haws first."

"Okay." Qingheng-jun thought, "It's not safe for you to be alone, let Wangji follow you."

Mu Chen looked at Lan Zhan suddenly, seeing that he had no expression, he replied, "Okay, brother Wangji, please."

Lan Zhan just followed him to buy candied haws without saying a word, not even changing the expression on his face.

Mu Chen thought about it thoughtfully, then suddenly stopped, and said to Lan Zhan with a serious face: "Brother Wangji, don't you know how to talk?"

He seemed to think it was inappropriate to speak like this, so he quickly changed his words: "It's okay, in fact, it's not a big deal, I've met many people who can't speak, and they are all very good."

Lan Zhan frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "You misunderstood."

Do kids these days have such big brains?

"Ah, I'm sorry, I saw that you didn't speak, so I thought..." Mu Chen lowered his head and said, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he even made himself blush.

There was an embarrassing atmosphere in the air, and Mu Chen suddenly remembered what his father had said tens of thousands of times - don't do things recklessly.

"Be careful," Lan Zhan exclaimed suddenly.

The author has something to say: The Mu family has their own crane taming formula, some of them whistle, some of them play musical instruments, and Mu Chen can do everything.

Everyone in the Mu family has their own crane