[Fairy Farming] The Fox Demon Little Bun is Difficult to Raise

Qu Bai couldn't care less about the exhaustion and drowsiness at the end of the day, and he didn't have time to carefully check whether there were any gaps in the schedule that he would bring the twins to practice the next day.

At this moment when his brain may be invaded by unknown creatures, which may threaten his life or take his body at any time, all plans and plans are empty talk.

When the first ray of morning sun came into the southeast corner of the small study, Qu Bai, who had been researching and analyzing himself all night, was finally able to breathe out a deep breath—fortunately, he was not bent over by an unknown creature.

But suddenly there was a bunch of things that didn't belong to him in his mind, and it was impossible for him to relax completely. After a whole night of experiments with eyes closed and opened, and various exercises to shield his consciousness, Qu Bai finally got a little understanding of what was going on in his brain. What a bunch of stuff.

It is better to say that it is a mass of "knowledge" than an unknown creature. After several experiments and adjustments, Qu Bai discovered that there is a complete knowledge system that does not belong to him in his brain.

Introductory cultivation method and so on, zero and zero total, except for a set of so-called exercises that present a ladder-like arrangement from bottom to top, other things are really all kinds of everything, but summed up, it is just one sentence "Receive the essence of heaven and earth, and refine the supreme immortal method."

It sounds very mysterious, but judging by Qu Bai's own words, it is even more nonsense than the way of practicing the law to fool the world back then.

But fortunately, although there are so many extra things in the brain, these things have not physically invaded any part of the brain, but exist in a state of sealed consciousness. Even Qu Bai, who has been tossing all night, can only I can slightly feel that there is a pile of chaotic knowledge in my mind.

In fact, there is no damage to his brain, no tendency to turn him into another person, no tendency to split his personality, and no sign of giving him a headache and wanting to split into corpse water.

Qu Bai even had a guess that the various formations he could not understand from his own brain, or the supernatural powers that he could not understand the principle of emission, were just peripheral things of a huge core. , more and more in-depth content seems to have turned into a stream of consciousness, quietly sealed in the depths of his brain.

It's a protection in case his brain suddenly overloads and either turns him crazy or leaves him with cerebral palsy.He secretly pondered.

And although the knowledge systems he can spy are absurd, most of them can be justified. Except for a few nouns that he really can't understand, most of the content does not tempt him to commit suicide or jump off a building like the method of cultivating immortals. Some of the meaning of the world's avenues.

He thought that if the old man who claimed to see through the world was born again, he might not be able to find out those mysteries.

Qu Bai twisted his stiff neck that was almost turning into a block of iron, walked slowly to the front and picked up the book he had thrown away early in the morning, flipped through the pages to find more clues, so as to explain what was going on in his brain What is it, but no matter how he turned the pages this time, they were still blank pages without even a single ink dot.

He pinched the book in his hands a little dejectedly, and walked to the small window in the southeast corner in two steps. There was a flower pot on the countertop in front of the window, which originally planted six times the profit given by the old man's flower friend. It is said that the sky blue variety of regattas was imported from abroad, but it is a pity that since the old man passed away, no one took good care of it, and now it has turned into a pile of loess.

Qu Bai stared blankly at the warm spring sun coming in from the window, then thought about the two little monkeys lying in the bedroom next door, and then thought about what happened to him that night.

Old man, you are wrong!After paying off the debt, without you, I still feel very uncomfortable.He murmured in his heart.

Every moment when he closes his eyes, no messy knowledge will appear in front of his eyes, and he can already control that knowledge freely-this is the only achievement he has worked hard all night!He laughed at himself.

Looking down at the dry soil in the flowerpot that was about to crack, a thought suddenly came to my mind.

Suddenly there were so many things in his mind that did not belong to him. In fact, based on the various novels of fantasy and fairy tales that he came into contact with when reviewing and proofreading every day, he had some vague guesses about his current situation, but the novels ultimately It's a novel. In this world, he has never heard of or read the so-called cultivators or immortals in the world.

So even though his own subconscious mind has already somewhat approved his guess, but before he is fully sure, he still dare not use or learn the things about "cultivation" that appear in his mind at will.

He subconsciously fiddled with the dry and cracked soil a few times, and the thought in his mind was even more difficult to control. Regardless of whether it is true or false, if you want to get results, you have to try.

Qu Bai made up his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and slowly searched his brain for what he wanted - a small gathering of spirits.

If those things like formulas, cultivation, and supernatural powers in his mind are reliable, besides the visible water and nutrients, what is most needed for the growth of all things in the world is aura, especially if it is difficult to cultivate or grow for a long time. The rarer something is, the more it needs aura.

Then, is it possible for this pot of six times that has withered long ago to gain the so-called "spiritual energy" again...

Qu Bai didn't want to think too much, he preferred to use facts to prove everything.

He carefully memorized the small spirit-gathering array in his brain, then took another piece of paper, and described it bit by bit in a way he could understand.

Then, he walked to a corner of his old man's bookcase, casually took out a few low-quality jade-colored stones, and a box of red ink pad, walked back to the flower pot, and started to move with his back to the study.

Put a few pieces of jade with very thick variegated impurities in the corresponding positions, and dipped a stroke of the old man's ink pad on the flower pot, because I picked the most simple and compact entry-level formation, and Qu Bai Baode also has an experimental mentality, and he doesn't have too much mental burden. Instead, the formation is drawn well in one stroke. Except for some lines that are not straight enough, generally speaking, it is very decent.

After finishing all this, Qu Bai stood up, with the first smile on his face since he received the call from the social worker yesterday. After finishing everything he could do, all he needed now was time and waiting.

He sprinkled some water on the flowerpot again, watched the water soak the soil completely, and when he thought he was ready, he suddenly thought that if the formation method is really useful, he doesn't know how many days it will take effect, and he doesn't know how powerful it will be. Will there be any big movements when it is released? If the effect is too shocking, it is not a good thing to just put it in the window like this.

After thinking and thinking, Qu Bai finally helped the flower pot to a storage room less than two square meters in the far corner of the house, put his hips on his hips and looked at it for a while, and felt relieved after he realized that there was nothing wrong with it.

And the moment he closed the door of the storage room, the center of the flower pot in the corner seemed to vibrate slightly, and it seemed to be his illusion. Qu Bai didn't want to think too much, closed the door, walked into the two bedroom with two little kids sleeping.

I thought that the two children should not have woken up yet, because although Qu Bai stayed in the study all the time, worrying about his own life and death, he was somewhat distracted and kept paying attention to the movement in the next bedroom. The bedroom was always extremely quiet, so Qu Bai Bai then decided that the two children should have been asleep all the time.

Who would have thought that when he pushed the door open, the two children had not only woken up, but also looked at them with clear eyes, as if they had been awake for a long time.

"... Ba, Baba, Susu." One of the children shrank back slightly to his brother, and yelled at Qu Bai indiscriminately. The first reaction was to call Dad, but it seemed to recall what Qu Bai said yesterday. Teach, but also want to obey the will to call uncle.

Qu Bai squeezed the center of his brows, seeing these two children, he couldn't figure out his inner feelings, although the resentment towards Qu Qing would be hard to dispel for the rest of his life, but looking at these two small children seemed to be able to grasp him all the time. It was difficult for the child that Xiaoming had confessed to pass on his dissatisfaction with Qu Qing to the child.

Especially for these two children who have been tortured by their own father, it is a tragic thing for these two children to transfer the resentment towards their father to them.

After seeing the numerous scars on the two children last night, Qu Bai had to admit that a corner of the wall he had built in his heart called "resisting everything against Qu Qing" began to collapse.

However, immediately let him accept the two children with all his heart and mind without any grievances, and willingly take on the responsibility of taking care of the two children in the future, and he will not be able to fully do it in a short while.

He stood by the door, tangled in his heart for a while, finally met the ignorant and clear eyes of the two children, let go of the doorknob, walked gently to the bed, picked up a luggage bag next to the bed, and began to give the two children a hand. The child rummages through clothes.

The moment Qu Bai sat by the bed, the two children both trembled.

Seeing it, Qu Bai was confused for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the two children seemed to have not realized that their father was gone, and now the identical face they saw was him, Qu Bai, Not that conscienceless Qu Qing.

He put down the luggage bag, wrapped the two little monkeys tightly in the quilt, and looked at the two of them seriously.

"Your father... is gone. I am his younger brother, just like the two of you. We are very similar, but I am not a father, but an uncle." Qu Bai explained.

The two children looked at Qu Bai in amazement, they didn't seem to understand the meaning of the other's words at all, but more like they were surprised that Qu Bai was holding them gently, without any impatience or irritable emotions.

"Ba, Baba..." One of the children seemed to be terrified, but also greedy for Qu Bai at this moment. He moved slightly, and stretched out his skinny and skinny paws, bit by bit. point, and quietly climbed onto Qu Bai's shoulder.

Although the other child was not as emotionally explicit as the child who probed his hands, the tension and surprise on his face were all visible, especially when his brother put his little paws on his shoulders. The weak little breathing stopped for a while.

Qu Bai's heart trembled violently again because of the series of expressions and movements of the two children. He slightly lowered his head and glanced sideways at the little paws on his shoulders, and then looked at the other who was holding his breath.

What are you waiting for?Maybe the two children themselves can't figure out what they are doing.

Qu Bai's shoulders moved slightly, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind for an instant, but finally he remembered the only two regrets in life that the old man said when he was dying. Can enjoy being surrounded by children and grandchildren.

Think again about the appearance of the two children covered in scars.Qu Bai raised his hand slowly, and finally gently covered the child's little skull-like paw on his shoulder, and rubbed it.

After being silent for a while, he took a long breath of resignation and helplessness, and sighed: "Father, let's just be dad. Anyway, from today onwards, I will almost be destined to do this job!"

After finishing speaking, I stopped paying attention to the surprised or terrified expressions of the two children. I bent down to open the luggage bag to find a suitable clothes for the two children to change into, and then went to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination .

Although the social worker handed over to him yesterday already contained a health report for the two children, but after Qu Bai witnessed the physical condition of the two children, he did not take the two children for a physical examination in person. It is difficult to let go completely.

Therefore, the first itinerary today is to take the two children to the physical examination, and consult professionals by the way, how to raise such two special children scientifically.