The priest is a loser

"Hey! Mu Changxian! You won't faint from anger! I'm just kidding you!"

It was hot and the sun was bright.

The sky was as clear as a cloud, without a trace of cloud.

In the courtyard, bamboo curtains were hanging down all around, and Duan Wuling was lying on the cold wooden board with his upper body naked, as if he was sleeping soundly.

In the pond, lotus flowers and koi gather together, leisurely and contented.

Suddenly, someone broke in and startled a pool of brocade.

He shouted loudly towards this side: "Our little young master, hurry up! The father you have been thinking about day and night is back!!"

Duan Wuling, who was originally 'sleeping', jumped up from the ground, "Really? Brother Bai Hua, are you playing tricks on me again!"

"This time it's true, I won't play tricks on you!" The boy named 'Bai Hua' looked only two or three years older than the 14-year-old Duan Wuling. Sleeveless dress.

Although the word 'white' is used in the name, her skin is a healthy bronze color.

Now she is blushing under the hot sun, she must have just finished training.

At this time, the sweat was pouring down, and the collar was wet, like a beautiful 'water flower' blooming on the back of the chest.

He folded his arms and swayed in front of Duan Wuling, "I saw the Patriarch heading towards the main hall!"

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged, and very naturally reached out and took a piece of cold and sweet watermelon from the plate.

Duan Wuling said happily: "Thank you, brother, for letting me know!"

Before the words were finished, he had already rushed out.

Bai Hua bent his eyes, looked at Duan Wuling who was getting further away, and found that he was still shirtless, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Hey! You should put on your clothes first!"

Duan Wuling stopped in a hurry, turned around and came back, and picked up the white clothes that were thrown on the floor.

The double breasts of the clothes are meticulously tattooed with the symmetrical family crest, and the golden threads are constantly shining intoxicatingly under the bright sunlight.

Bai Hua said with a smile: "If you go out like this, you will be eaten up and wiped out by those women who are like hungry wolves before you meet the Patriarch."

Duan Wuling put on his coat, and said: "If the senior sisters hear it, you will be in trouble, Senior Brother Bai Hua."

Bai Hua couldn't help but laughed a few more times, forgetting that the watermelon in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet,

"Haha...cough cough cough!"

After helping Senior Brother Bai Hua who was choking on the watermelon to recover, Duan Wuling immediately ran towards the main hall, leaving Bai Hua weakly on the ground alone, posing with the word 'big'.

From time to time on the road, I met senior sisters who had finished practicing like senior brother Bai Hua, and they always wanted to hold him back and "hands on" him.

"So cute!"

"When our little Ling'er grows up, he will definitely be a good man in Yushu Linfeng, only more but not less than that Liu Zi'an."

"Liu Zian? Hasn't he never taken off his mask...and I heard that he killed everything..."

"Little Ling'er is still here, so stop talking about it!"

"Good good~"

While they were talking, Duan Wuling quietly stepped back a few steps, and whispered: "Senior Sister... I still have something to do..."

"Which senior sister are you calling?"

"Of course it's me, isn't it, Xiao Ling'er?"

"Speak well, Senior Sister will let you go~"

They swarmed up again, and Duan Wuling was surrounded in the center, neither saying nor not saying.

The little boy was so ashamed that he wanted to get into the ground.

Fortunately, his mother appeared and solved his crisis.

"You guys, I really can't move when I see Ling'er..."

People who haven't seen him can hear his voice first - the voice is like the gurgling water in the mountains, soft like the autumn cherry blossoms.

Goodbye, two maidservants in double buns stood on both sides, hugging a beautiful woman, Mrs. Duan was holding a swaddling baby in her arms, with a faint and soft smile on her lips, walking slowly towards this side.

Like a shirt sprinkled with golden stardust, it dances without wind, as if it came from the nine heavens.

Taking advantage of the senior sisters not reacting, Duan Wuling quickly ran behind his mother and said anxiously: "Mother! Take me to see my father..."

"Master!"

"Master's wife is finally willing to carry the second young master out!"

"Shh! The second young master is sleeping soundly in the arms of the teacher's wife."

"Let's come play with Xiao Ling'er and the second young master another day!"

When Duan Wuling heard the words, he ran away.

Madam Duan looked at the back of him fleeing with a smile.

The second young master in his swaddling baby unconsciously squeezed his little fist in his sleep, and babbled.

Duan Wuling didn't run far away, but just waited for his mother to come over at the corner.

When his mother came, he obediently held her hand and walked towards the main hall with her.

Those starry black eyes glanced curiously at the baby in the mother's arms from time to time.

Before coming to the main hall, the door that would not be closed during the day was actually closed today.

The mother suddenly stopped, and Duan Wuling looked sideways in confusion.

But seeing Mrs. Duan's eyes turning, the two maids bowed their heads and retreated.

"Mother..." Duan Wuling opened his mouth, but he heard someone shouted suddenly in the room.

"Shen Lian's actions are truly devoid of conscience, please rest assured, Patriarch! We will take our disciples to the Martial Arts League to report to the leader!"

After a while, he heard footsteps coming gradually, his mother pulled him back a step, the door panel in front of him was pushed open, and an angry person rushed out from inside.

Duan Wuling's heart tightened.

When the man saw them, he was stunned, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Mrs. Duan..."

Mrs. Duan smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing."

Another person came out of the room. He curled his mouth softly, dressed in a neat dress with sleeves closed, and had two long swords of different lengths on his waist. He nodded to the person, and the person immediately understood and said goodbye. It's gone.

Seeing him, Duan Wuling couldn't care about anything else, threw himself into Duan Han's arms, and said sullenly, "Father..."

Duan Han patted his head lightly, and said with a smile: "I've only been away for half a month as a father..."

Mrs. Duan came to their father and son with her baby in her arms.

Duan Han couldn't help reaching out and pinching the little baby's face,

Duan Han said: "Have you chosen a name?"

Mrs. Duan slightly curved her mouth, revealing a pair of dimples,

"According to you, the name is Wuhen... just Duan Wuhen."

Duan Han raised his hand to caress her cheek, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you for your hard work..."

He still wanted to say something, but Duan Wuling said sullenly: "Father..."

Duan Han lowered his head and raised his eyebrows: "Huh? What's the matter? Ling'er has something on his mind when he grows up?"

Mrs. Duan smiled lightly and said, "He has nothing on his mind, it's just that he has learned a new sword technique and wants to show it to you."

"Ling'er works so hard, it's very comforting for my father, but this vast world is much more interesting than swordsmanship, Ling'er must go and see it."

Hearing this, Duan Wuling raised his head, but his father's gentle smile gradually disappeared, replaced by Senior Brother Bai Hua's bloody face, the surrounding scene suddenly darkened, and suddenly there were many roars and screams, screaming from his ears I don't know if it's the wind or the human soul that passes by...

Bai Hua said: "Wu Ling!"