After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

The man under the city wall looked young, his clothes were covered in mud and blood and he couldn't see the original color, his hair was messy and scattered on his face, his face was covered with tears and snot, he was crying while holding a tattered sword. What are you talking about, it's no different from a madman who has lost his mind in cultivation.

Ning Buwei passed by Feng Zizhang with Ning Xiu in his arms, and warned his son, "You must practice hard in the future, or you will be like this fool."

Feng Zizhang sniffled, immediately furious, got up and yelled at Ning Buwei: "Who are you calling a fool!?"

Ning Xiu, who was sticking out his tongue at his father, trembled in fright, grabbed some of Ning Buwei's clothing material with his small hands, and burrowed into Ning Buwei's arms.

Ning Buwei's face darkened, and he looked at Feng Zizhang not very kindly.

Feng Zizhang's back felt cold, he took two steps back instinctively, and felt that he was so imposing, so he stared at him, but seeing Ning Buwei holding the child and thinking of his dead brothers, he suddenly felt sad and controlled I couldn't help crying myself.

Ning Buwei who was about to kill: "..."

He has lived for so many years and killed so many people, but this is the first time he has encountered such a coward, which made him feel that the price was low, and he immediately lost interest.

Ning Xiu, who was going into his arms, heard the movement, but now he is not afraid anymore. He probably felt that he had found the same kind, so he tilted his head and stared at Feng Zizhang curiously, "Ah~"

Seeing the child looking at him, Feng Zizhang felt embarrassed again, raised his sleeves to wipe his tears, and cried to the child, "I didn't mean to scare you just now... When I saw your father, I remembered my senior brother who just died... blame me..."

Ning Xiu blinked his eyes, didn't understand anything else, but when he heard the word "Father", he shouted at him a little excitedly: "Ah~ah~"

Dad, me~

Feng Zizhang cried until his heart broke, "Oh, you are so kind, your father is still alive..."

Ning Xiu: "Ah!"

Me!

A big donkey and a small donkey were whining, and their mouths were not right, and their mouths were whining, and they would rather not feel pain in their brains. At this time, a group of people came out from the city gate. Long sword, with three circles of thin hemp rope wrapped around the left wrist, and a piece of jade in the shape of a mulberry leaf hanging on it, walked out of the city gate in a mighty manner. There was a slit, and two eyeballs were born, and they were spinning quickly.

Feng Zizhang's expression changed, he grabbed Ning Buwei's sleeve and hid beside him, saying in a low voice, "It's from the Four Seasons Hall."

Ning Buwei did not find out where these people came from for a while, so he just stood there and watched the changes.

"Why are there still people at the gate of the city?" The man pointed impatiently at Ning Buwei and Feng Zizhang, and shouted at the people behind him, "That's how you sealed the city? Where's the guard at the northwest gate?"

At this time, someone hurriedly ran out from behind the city gate, "Tang, hall master, forgive me! I didn't notice for a moment—"

There was still a half red mark on the man's face, obviously he was lazy and went to sleep.

"Neglect of duty!" The leader shouted angrily, drew his sword out of its sheath, and pierced the man's stomach with a sword, causing blood to splatter all over.

Ning Buwei quickly covered Ning Xiu's eyes with his hands, Ning Xiu probably thought he was playing with him, so he giggled twice.

Soon two people came up and dragged the body down.

"My Four Seasons Hall will never allow such thieves, rapers, and tricksters to exist!" The leader warned everyone behind him: "The disciple who recommended him will be dismissed! Let the deputy hall master find someone to replace him!"

"Yes!" Someone led the order and ran into the city.

"The rest of the people are divided into five teams and search around the surrounding area. We must find that casual cultivator!" He heard the child's laughter just after he finished speaking, and frowned, "Jiang Yizheng, come and verify the identities of these two people." .”

"Yes, Hall Master." A heroic-looking woman came out of the team, and the rest scattered and disappeared after a while.

The woman Chong Ningbuwei bowed her hands to Feng Zizhang, "Xiatang Jiang Yizheng of the Four Seasons Hall, may I ask if the two fellow Taoists are from Linjiang City?"

"No." Feng Zizhang took out a palm-wide sign from his arms, "I'm here to attend the Linjiang Club, this is the admission card for the Linjiang Club."

An ordinary wooden sign, with the words "Linjianghui" written on it, and Feng Zizhang's name simply written on the back, Jiang Yizheng injected a bit of spiritual power to verify the authenticity and returned it to him, then turned to look at Ning Buwei, "This What about friends?"

Ning Buwei was already a little impatient, he took out the wooden sign and threw it to her, Jiang Yi was looking at the name behind and read aloud: "Li Chengfeng?"

Ning Xiuxiu smiled silly at his father, saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth, Ning Buwei was wiping his mouth, when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at her, "Huh?"

Inside the wooden sign is the majestic and pure crimson spiritual power, full of righteousness.

"No problem." Jiang Yizheng handed the wooden sign back to him.

"Ma'am, what happened to this, girl? Why is the city shut down suddenly?" Feng Zizhang didn't forget to inquire about the news despite his grief.

Although he is now in a state of embarrassment, Jiang Yizheng answered his question patiently, "A few days ago, the little longevity technique cast on the peach blossom tree by the endless river in Linjiang City was broken in an instant, and I was in charge of this matter that night. The elder of the Four Seasons Hall died violently at home, his body was eaten by demon vines, monks have been killed every night for the past three days, if the two of you have nothing important to do, it is better not to enter the city."

Ning Bu frowned for hearing the words, but Feng Zizhang next to him became excited, "That vine grows from the bottom, the leaves are jagged, small and dense, piercing the heart and killing him with one blow?"

Jiang Yizheng's expression changed slightly, "How does Fellow Daoist know?"

"My senior brother was killed by that evil thing!" Feng Zizhang said with reddened eyes, "Just seven miles away from here on Pingpingya, there was an evil formation on that Pingping cliff that killed my two senior brothers. My senior brother and I During the investigation, this vine harmed my senior brother, and the senior senior brother tried his best to protect me and sent me back to Linjiang City..."

Jiang Yizheng's expression became serious, "Let me report this matter to Hallmaster Ming and the elders in the hall first, and invite fellow Taoists to go with me."

"Of course!" Feng Zizhang wiped his tears with his hand.

"I don't know where you are from?" Jiang Yizheng asked.

Feng Zizhang took out another jade tablet from his pocket this time, which was much more exquisite and precious than the wooden plaque of the Linjiang Society. On the front was engraved with the auspicious pattern of the clan of the crane and the cloud, and on the back was written the native clan and name, "I am here Feng Zizhang, Yunzhongmen, Liuzhou, Gen Mansion, his family teacher Wen Heshen."

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist from Yunzhongmen, sorry." Jiang Yizheng handed him back the jade tablet.

Feng Zizhang seemed to have finally woken up from his grief, and said to her: "Nineteen miles northwest of Pingpingya, there is an evil teleportation formation in Hebei, which was destroyed by me in a fit of anger. At that time, my senior brother and I wanted to find out about it. The formation was separated from the two senior brothers... Although the evil formation on Pingpingya and the teleportation formation are different in strength, the observation should be done by one person——if you investigate carefully, there may be clues."

Jiang Yizheng nodded, "I'm afraid that the evil formation and the demon vine are controlled by the same person, and please ask Feng Daoyou to follow me into the city to meet the elders."

"Okay." Feng Zizhang forcibly pulled himself together, performed a little cleaning technique, and suddenly became that handsome young man again, but his eyes were still red. He was about to bid farewell to the father and son, but found that there were two people beside him. The figure of a person, "Hey, what about the father and son?"

"I've already entered the city." Jiang Yi said rightly.

Feng Zizhang asked in disbelief, "When did they leave?"

He didn't notice it at all.

"He entered the city after I checked the wooden sign." Jiang Yizheng didn't pay much attention to the father and son. Now people in the city are in panic, and the outside of the city may not be safe. She held the sword and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng please."

Feng Zizhang didn't care about others, and followed Jiang Yizheng into the city.

Ning Buwei, who had already walked around the clothing store, held a piece of fabric and asked the boss, "Is it useful as a diaper?"

The boss is a plump woman who has been selling cloth for hundreds of years, and everyone has seen it before. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "This cloth is too rough for children. I'll pick one for you."

The boss took out a piece of soft cotton cloth from behind, tore a piece of it and handed it to Ning Buwei, "Touch it, the pure cotton cloth is soft, comfortable and breathable, it's just right for the young master."

Ning Buwei nodded, "Wrap it up."

"Okay." The boss glanced at Ning Xiu in his arms, and praised, "Young master's brows and eyes are so beautiful and exquisite, and he must be a fairy-like figure when he grows up."

Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth, and heard the boss laughing: "You have such an extraordinary bearing, I think your Taoist couple must be extremely beautiful, don't you pull a piece of cloth for Madam to make clothes? All the cloth here is from Jinyi Pavilion Yes, whether it is ordinary wear or custom-made clothes are excellent, of course there are also ready-made clothes, but the price is a little more expensive."

"No need, the child's mother died due to dystocia." Ning did not open his mouth to talk nonsense, scaring the boss for a moment.

"Oh, I offended you, sorry." The boss sighed, and took out another piece of fabric, with a sincere and sincere tone, "This fabric is just right for the young master to make swaddling clothes. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. The evil spirit talisman was embroidered by the embroiderer of Jinyi Pavilion's Jindan stage who poured her spiritual power stitch by stitch, to ensure that the little prince will not be invaded by evil spirits and sleep peacefully..."

A quarter of an hour later, Ning Buwei changed her clothes, and Ning Xiu in her arms was covered with a soft diaper, wrapped in a swaddle that was said to be embroidered by the Jindanqi embroiderer of Jinyi Pavilion, and she bent her eyes at Ning Buwei , laughing childishly.

Ning Buwei stared at him pretending to be serious, "I spent half of the Lingshi, so I have no money to eat."

Hearing Chi Ningxiu blink, move back and forth in his arms.

Ning Buwei curled his lips and snorted, "Father will take you to a restaurant for a good meal."

Linjiang City has always been prosperous, and the transport building is built next to the river. It is the largest restaurant in the city. Ning Buwei sat down at the table by the window, and a waiter came up to him and handed him the menu, "My lord, do you want to eat?" What? Our carrier peach blossom wine is very famous here. It is obtained from the mountain spring of Ruogu Peak, the source of the Endless River in Yizhou, Zhenfu.

"There is also this Buddha jumping over the wall, which we asked the cook of Jindan stage to make, and his spiritual power soared after eating it..."

Xiao Er was chattering, Ning Buwei was disturbed by what he heard, so he clicked the menu, "Is there anything a newborn baby can eat?"

The little one clapped his hands, "You are asking the right person. My wife just gave birth to a fat son for me. This newborn baby can't eat anything, but can only drink milk."

Ning Buwei said without changing his face: "The child's mother died of dystocia."

"Oh, sorry for you." Xiaoer paused and asked, "Are there no other female relatives in your family?"

"No, it's just the two of us." Ning Buwei frowned. Could it be that he had to grab a female cultivator who had just given birth to breastfeed his son?

That woman who only cared about giving birth but not caring for her was really abhorrent.

Xiaoer's tone suddenly dropped, and he looked at the elder and the younger with some sympathy, "Actually, there is a way. You can grind the rice flour as finely as possible, add more water, and feed it to the children after it is warm. Not as good as milk."

"Thank you, and please find me some rice flour." Ning Buwei put a middle-grade spirit stone on the table.

Xiao Er was overjoyed, picked up the Lingshi to thank him repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will find the most finely ground rice flour for you!"

Ning Buwei ordered a few more dishes, and Xiao Er happily went down.

Ning Xiu probably smelled all kinds of aromas in the restaurant, and had never seen so many people. His little nose shrugged, his eyes moved curiously, and he tugged at Ning Buwei's clothes.

"Ah~ ah~" the chubby little face trembled.

Ning Buwei couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand and poked it. After poking every dimple, it bounced again, feeling very soft.

Ning Xiu wanted to grab his finger, but Ning Buwei handed it to him on purpose without letting him catch it, which made him a little annoyed, "Ah!"

Ning Buwei pinched his little face, lazily said: "I won't catch you, you hit me."

Ning Xiu giggled as he pinched half of his face.

The man sitting at the opposite table leaning against the window looking at the peach blossoms outside heard the reputation, and his eyes fell on Ning Xiu, his eyes were slightly focused, and his tone was a little envious, "Young fellow Taoist, this young man is extremely talented, he is actually born with gold. Dan."

Ning Buwei suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the speaker with cold eyes.

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later.

Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei: I heard that you spread the word that I was dead?