The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

boar?Ding Baocheng sat up and supported his stomach and hurriedly shouted: "Poverty is not a wild boar!"

The man's hearty and hearty laughter came, and he sounded like he was only about 30 years old: "Let me take a look, we actually have a little friend from Wuzong Ridge?"

Wuzong Ridge?Ding Baocheng looked around and saw that he had drifted past Liuyun Valley at some point. This place was different from the scene just now. There were tall trees everywhere, but there were only a few scattered flower trees.

He suddenly thought of Qingfeng warning him that he must never come to Wuzong Ridge. He said that there is a lunatic on Wuzong Ridge, who is their uncle Hua Shanyun. Could it be that the rumored old urchin who drank blood and had a strange personality just now?

From a distance, I saw a silver-haired man wearing a tattered Taoist robe of Qing Yunzong flying towards him, with several ginseng dolls lying on his shoulders, chattering non-stop: "The wild boar has become a doll!"

When he got close to Ding Baocheng, he saw that his face was not old and even handsome, with a refined and suave temperament.

Ding Baocheng said: "You are Huashan Yun?"

Hua Shanyun was taken aback, and raised his eyebrows: "You little doll is really rude. This is the first time I've seen someone call me by my name without fear of death in my life."

"Er...Senior," Ding Baocheng tried to break through the net, but he found that the spiritual power attached to the net could not be broken at all, so he said helplessly, "Can you help me open this... net, please?"

Hua Shanyun seemed to be very interested in the sudden appearance of this young man with red lips, white teeth, white teeth and big belly. He stroked his chin and admired his scratching expression for a moment before saying, "Oh, let you go? I'll think about it."

Ding Baocheng went crazy: "What are you always thinking about?"

The ginseng doll on Hua Shanyun's shoulder grabbed his long silver hair and jumped up and down: "Old urchin has to think about what clothes to wear for you!"

Ding Baocheng got up with a bowed body, and tugged at the clothes on his body: "I'm already dressed..."

Hua Shanyun shook his head: "This outfit is not suitable for you, little ones, do you think he can barely match the neon feather coat I designed the day before yesterday?"

"Perfect match!"

"Yes, yes! It must be beautiful!"

Several chubby ginseng dolls grinned happily.

Ding Baocheng was dragged to his Taoist residence by Huashanyun directly lying on the clouds, only to see that Huashanyun's Wuzong Ridge lived up to its name, the more it went in, the more cloudy and misty, with strange rocks.

"Fan Chanying, come and save my dog's life!" Ding Baocheng begged Kong Mingfan to come quickly in his heart.

He saw that although these strange mountains and strange rocks seemed casual at first glance, they were actually very particular about their orientation. It seemed that the people who lived here must be proficient in Qimen Dunjia.

As for who is this person who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia?Ding Baocheng looked up at Huashan Yun.

The latter also seemed to think that Ding Baocheng was very interesting, so he lowered his head and smiled at him and said, "Don't think about it, you won't be able to escape when you get to my place, and I'll put you back when I've had enough fun."

The ginseng baby hopped along Huashanyun's sleeve to Ding Baocheng's net, crawled up to Ding Baocheng's stomach and touched it: "It's so soft! It's fleshy, fatter than us!"

Ding Baocheng pinched the round waist of the little ginseng with two fingers to watch it stretch its short legs: "You are fat."

The little ginseng had a green leaf on its head, grabbed Ding Baocheng's fingers with its fleshy hands unwillingly and asked him, "Do you have a baby in your belly?"

Ding Baocheng nodded: "Well, there is one, and it will come out next month."

"Little babies are the best!" Little Ginseng cried happily.

Ding Baocheng: "..."

A small ginseng next to him climbed onto Ding Baocheng's shoulder: "Don't listen to Ah Shang's nonsense, it has never eaten a baby at all!"

Ding Baocheng: "It's a ginseng doll with a name?"

"What do you mean? Don't you look down on ginseng dolls?" Unhappily, Ah Shang jumped out of Ding Baocheng's hand with a forceful swing, twisting his white and fat little buttocks and crawling over to Hua Shanyun.

Ding Baocheng asked the little ginseng sitting on his shoulder: "It's called Ah Shang, are you called Ah Xia?"

Another ginseng doll on Hua Shanyun's sleeve retorted unwillingly: "It's Xiao Zuo, I'm Ah Xia!"

Ding Baocheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and fanned the wind with his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm blind, so may I ask if that little comrade over there is Xiaoyou?"

Xiaoyou, who was lying on Huashan Yun's head and looking down, jumped down with a smile, and together with Xiaozuo, lay on Ding Baocheng's shoulder and dangled his little feet: "Are you new here? I haven't seen you before."

Xiao Zuo said: "It's not necessarily a newcomer, right? After all, there are not many disciples of Qingyun Sect who dare to come to our Wuzong Ridge, right?"

Xiaoyou nodded in agreement: "Yes, except for the kid named Li."

Ding Baocheng: "A kid surnamed Li?"

"That's the one……"

Just as Xiaoyou was about to speak, Hua Shanyun interrupted with a smile: "Xiaoyou, do you want to be boiled and drunk?"

Ding Baocheng raised his eyebrows: There is a story.

When we arrived at Huashanyun's residence, it was a wooden building.

After entering the house, Hua Shanyun put Ding Baocheng on the ground: "Okay, you can move around as you like, but don't blame me for not reminding you not to go out."

Ding Baocheng glanced at him: "When will you let me go?"

"Soon." Hua Shanyun laughed and clapped his hands.

I saw two wooden men coming out of the room, each holding a water-colored long dress, the clothes were actually slightly transparent, and shone with a bewildering luster like lasers under the light.

The corner of Ding Baocheng's mouth twitched: "You want...to wear this for me?"

——I feel that this dress is a bit flamboyant.

"Smart," Hua Shanyun smiled at Ding Baocheng, then turned his head and his face sank for a moment, and said to the wooden man in an orderly tone: "Put it on for him."

Of course Ding Baocheng refused. He flew up and wanted to jump out, but was bounced back just as he touched the door. Two wooden men caught him with their extendable mechanical hands before he fell to the ground.

"Spring?" Ding Baocheng turned his head and looked down. Before the pair of mechanical arms could be retracted in time, he was shocked when he saw the connection on them: "There are screws?! Senior! Could it be that you also came here through time travel?"

"Spring, screw..." Hua Shanyun rubbed his chin: "These two names seem to be more suitable than Tielianquan and Nailing. What do you mean by crossing?"

Only then did Ding Baocheng realize that the spring and screw were invented by this genius himself, "Senior, how did you make these wood move? I really want to learn."

Hua Shanyun smiled triumphantly when he heard the words: "Oh, it's very simple. First, we need to collect the wood that has begun to transform into spirits, smear it with spirit mud to nourish it, and after 49 days, use cinnabar mixed with blood to draw a specific password spell. Then After 49 days, you can use them... well, screw them together, and add a spring structure. So, when you use them, you can make corresponding actions or say certain spells to make them do what you want."

Ding Baocheng couldn't help but be full of praise: "This allows them to complete tasks that humans cannot create, and if mass-produced, they can also be used for combat."

Hua Shanyun nodded, then shook his head and said, "But I only have one person, and the mass production you mentioned may be very difficult."

Ding Baocheng said: "You can first make wooden figurines that specialize in making living wooden figurines of arms, and let them do it for you. Of course... If you can't input too many instructions at one time, you can use an assembly line, that is, the job assignment of a wooden figurine is to complete one Small parts, combined in this way can produce a large number of wooden corps."

He looked at Hua Shanyun thoughtfully, and continued his efforts: "This way you can save a lot of time to think about inventing other things, can't you? Save time and effort."

Hua Shanyun smiled: "You are right, I will consider it, but let's change clothes first. Go, help him change."

Ding Baocheng looked at the two wooden men who rushed towards him again, and retreated, "Can we discuss it? I have thought of such a good way for you, and you just hurt me like this..."

Hua Shanyun stood with his sleeves folded: "I didn't ask you to help me find a way."

Ding Baocheng was pushed into the house by the wooden men and took off his clothes. Although he really wanted to resist, these wooden men couldn't beat them to death, cursed them, and they couldn't use spells. They were just as perverted as their owners.

Although he was forced to change into the feminine clothes, Ding Baocheng kept thinking about the possibility of putting the wooden man on the challenge cup with the Emperor Xianzong until he stood in front of the bronze mirror...

Seeing himself in the mirror, Ding Baocheng felt as if he had traveled to Frozen. The fabric shone like the dress of the heroine of Frozen!

The main thing is...

Why is this loose robe, which looks normal from the front, but from certain angles, the chest skin, waistline, and... protruding belly can be vaguely seen.

cough!Who the hell invented this fabric?Ding Baocheng coughed lightly.

But I heard the frantic inventor outside the door saying: "Come out."

Two wooden men dragged Ding Baocheng out of the fitting room. Ding Baocheng said helplessly, "You really like making clothes so much. It's a pity that you were not born in our era and went to Milan to be a designer."

Hua Shanyun looked at the clothes he was wearing and nodded in satisfaction, "Raise your hands and turn around."

Ding Baocheng was lifted up by the wooden man and spun on the spot, but he flew up without even thinking about it.

He felt that he had turned into a nine-day fairy, wearing colorful satin and drifting away with the wind...

Hua Shanyun tore off the barrier and let Ding Baocheng fly out. Watching him fly higher and higher, he waved his hand and said, "Good journey, welcome to play again next time!"

Seeing the four little ginsengs running around on the ground applauding and flattering Hua Shanyun, and Hua Shanyun was getting further and further away from him, Ding Baocheng couldn't help shouting in surprise: "How do I get down?"

Hua Shanyun also echoed and shouted loudly: "No-know-dao-"

Ding Baocheng instantly felt that Huashan Cloud was a trap.

Fortunately, not long after he flew, he met Kong Mingfan who was flying over the clouds, and he was very grateful: "Vatican Shadow!"

Kong Mingfan hurriedly flew to hug him back to Yunshang, looked at the clothes on his body, frowned inexplicably and said: "This clothes..."

Ding Baocheng raised his forehead: "Your master uncle gave it to me."

Hua Shanyun saw Kong Mingfan from a distance: "Nephew Chong, is my dress more exquisite than the one you wore before?"

【Finish】

The author's gossip: Haha, my uncle once wore Pinru's clothes for my little uncle... Everyone can imagine for themselves, I am afraid that my little uncle will block my throat with a sword when I write it out.