The cub with the fairy ran away

Jizhou is surrounded by the sea on all sides, not connected to the mainland, lacks aura, and there are few monks coming and going, so it seems closed.

Kuang Yang said that Moxiu has no plan to attack Jizhou, and the ocean around Jizhou is a natural barrier, which can isolate part of the induction between soul fires and the magic weapon effect of searching for breath, so it is safe for Jiang Suilan to stay here.

"Jiang Wei used to live in this city." Kuang Yang took Jiang Suilan to hide among the clouds, looking down at all living beings.

Although the lifespan of a mortal is like an ant that lives and dies for a monk, these mortals have lived out a different kind of grandeur, magnificence, and fun in their limited lives.

"Jiang Wei likes the clothes from that tailor shop very much. As I said before, people in Moyuan don't have the energy to care about whether the clothes are good-looking or not. Of course, Jiang Wei has never seen them before. When he came to Jizhou, he saw them." He said that he had never seen such beautiful clothes, and he always changed into new clothes since then. When Jiang Wei came, the tailor shop was made by his father with his son, and now the tailor shop is still there, and it is also the father with his son, but The father this time is already the son of the son last time."

Jiang Suilan supported his head, nodding while listening.

"Mortals use blood to continue business operations and moral dreams."

Jiang Suilan thought of the child in her womb.

"That's good too," he said.

Kuang Yang smiled and said: "Yes. Ji Zhou is good at everything, but unfortunately he is not suitable for cultivation, and he lacks spiritual energy and demonic energy."

Jiang Suilan said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I have entered the country, and my life has been greatly increased, which is enough."

He has always had no ambitions in cultivation.

Kuang Yang looked at him with a smile on his face: "I said that if you practice magic, you will make great strides in one day."

Jiang Suilan bowed his head and said, "I never thought that cultivation would be as simple and natural as eating and drinking. When I was at Yanqi Mountain, I always had to work hard to improve a little bit. Master once took the time to give advice. I even checked my meridians, but I didn’t find anything, I just thought I didn’t work hard enough. I couldn’t see his disappointed look, I couldn’t sleep at that time, as long as I didn’t have to accompany Master, I I just meditated and practiced, absorbed spiritual energy, used it for myself, filled my dantian, and wanted to advance to the state of advancement. But no matter how I practiced, it was always half the result with half the effort. Later... Master didn’t mention the matter of cultivation in front of me, and I pretended not to care , just think I was being lazy—actually I thought I wasn’t working hard enough. For a long time, I was very depressed because of it.”

Jiang Suilan smiled and said, "Who would have thought that I was only exerting force in the wrong direction. People practice to run forward, but I practice to run forward with a [-]-jin burden on my back. Naturally, the speed cannot be compared."

Kuang Yang said: "Fortunately, I finally found the right direction now."

Jiang Suilan said, "Yes."

He turned his head to look at Kuang Yang seriously, and said, "Thank you."

Kuang Yang said: "You're welcome."

He led Jiang Suilan down the clouds, disturbing the mortals, and found a corner and landed quietly.

"Eating is also interesting in the mortal world. When a monk reaches a certain level, he can fast. He has no desire to eat and drink, so he has no motivation to study. Ordinary people are different. Some people, with a short lifespan of several decades, study and eat as much as possible, which is a bit novel. thing."

Under Kuang Yang's leadership, Jiang Suilan tried a lot of food.

Sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, all kinds of shapes, he especially likes all kinds of pastries.He said to Kuang Yang: "My cat, call it Yunpian Cake, it's the kind of cake I liked to eat most in Bicheng when I was a child. It's snow-white and thin, sweet and glutinous, no matter how much you eat it, you won't get tired of it. "

Now the cat is by his side, very well-behaved.

"It's so strange," Jiang Suilan tilted his head and scratched the back of its neck, "It's like a different cat. When I left Yanqi Mountain, I never thought of taking Yunpian Cake with me. It's really not big on weekdays. Take care of me."

Kuang Yang thought for a while and said, "Perhaps it's because Bai Yi's blood in your body has been stimulated. Bai Yi is a demon god with a snake body, so there may be some special connection between him and animals."

Jiang Suilan nodded: "It's possible."

They walked from the beginning of the city to the end of the city, Kuang Yang took him to stop in a grassy courtyard and said, "This courtyard is where Jiang Wei and Song Congdu lived together a hundred years ago."

"Song Congdu?"

"Yes, your other father."

He pushed open the door, and there was already a thick cobweb on the door.

Jiang Suilan watched curiously, and reached out to grab a strand.

Yin Huaimeng loves cleanliness very much, Little Silver Peak is not stained with dust all year round, and the imaginary stories made by monks will not present such a messy and old texture that belongs to a place where mortals live together.

Kuang Yang saw him and said, "You are curious about everything."

Jiang Suilan said shyly, "I've seen too little. On Yanqi Mountain..."

He sighed: "Look, when I say something, I always talk about Yanqi Mountain, or Bicheng. I grew up in these two places the most, and all the memories and experiences are related to it." related."

Kuang Yang said: "Don't underestimate yourself. Some people live in only one cave from birth to death and can realize the Dao and soar.

Jiang Suilan smiled: "Then I will continue. On Yanqi Mountain, other than me, brothers, sisters, and even nephews will have routine tasks to go down the mountain to practice, and the tasks will be divided according to the level of cultivation. Level, they have a lot of things to talk about every time they come back from the task. At that time, I was still following the big training class on Yanqi Mountain. I was very envious every time I listened to it. I have finished the same class and came back, but I haven’t been assigned yet. I went to ask the teacher, and the teacher said, “The Guqin Immortal told me that I don’t have to send you tasks, so that you don’t get hurt outside; what’s the problem with the cultivation?” , you can ask him, if you want to go down the mountain, you can also go with Guqin Xianzun.' Saying that, but the number of times he took me down the mountain was very few, and he didn't go far, stopped for a long time, and saw almost everything If you don’t, you won’t know anyone.”

"So looking at this now, are you happy?"

Jiang Suilan nodded: "Happy."

They walked slowly around the yard.

The grass in the yard grows waist high, which shows that the house has been abandoned for a long time.Insects rustled in the grass, and Jiang Suilan also found a gray-brown rabbit. When he moved, the rabbit "sighed" and disappeared.

Yun Pian Cake came down from his shoulders, raised his chin and tilted his head, staring at the sparrows pecking at the grass seeds not far away, eager to pounce.

Jiang Suilan ignored it, found a room at random, opened the door and entered.

It happened to be a study.

Jiang Suilan was also very interested in books in the mortal world. He glanced at the desk, and then looked at the bookshelves.After watching for a long while, he retreated silently.It's all things he doesn't quite understand, such as governing the world and studying.

There is a painting basket next to the Zhuantou table, and the basket is full of painting scrolls.

He randomly took a scroll, wiped off the thick dust on the desk, and shook off the dust on the scroll, and slowly unfolded the scroll.

The color of the painting has faded slightly, but the face of the young man is still vivid, and the handsomeness and gentleness of a hundred years ago rush to his face.

With just one glance, Jiang Suilan realized that the person in the painting was his father, Jiang Wei.

Jiang Suilan realized that he and Jiang Wei didn't look very much alike.

Although Jiang Wei has a gentle temperament under the hands of the writer, her appearance is undoubtedly aggressive and gorgeous.Lou Bing also has a bit of beauty, but firstly, they look different, and secondly, Lou Bing is mortal and beautiful, and Jiang Wei is...

Jiang Suilan thought about it, and Kuang Yang said that Jiang Wei is Bai Yi, and Bai Yi is a demon god relegated to the world.

Jiang Wei's beauty can be said to be that of a demon god.Mesmerizing, just a glance, it is easy to make people fascinated.

On the other hand, I only seem dull and naive.

Jiang Suilan rubbed his fingers over that face, and called out in a low voice, "Father."

He put this roll of paintings aside, and took out another painting from the basket to look at.

Volume three, volume four, volume five...

There are sixteen scrolls in total, all of which are Jiang Wei.Jiang Wei who is lying on the couch, Jiang Wei who is picking flowers, Jiang Wei who is holding rabbits, Jiang Wei who is eating cakes, Jiang Wei who is picking grapes, Jiang Wei who is dressing in the mirror, Jiang Wei who is out in the green... Jiang Wei who is pregnant.

Jiang Suilan stared at the painting for a while.

In all the paintings, it can be seen that the painter has deep affection for the person in the painting, even for mortals, the absurd and even frightening man is pregnant.

Kuang Yang said that the male body of the monster was conceived and gave birth to children, he was regarded as a monster and was driven out of Jizhou.His lover also severed ties with him, not to mention not wanting to recognize the monster's child.

Jiang Suilan wiped off the dust on the scroll, staring at the red seal on the painting.

Song Congdu.

The poses of the people in the painting are so diverse, what kind of person is the person outside the painting?

Congdu, Suilan.

Did his father still love this mortal when he named him that?

"looking at what?"

Kuang Yang pushed the door open and entered.