Yin Yang ferry

Xiaoxiao’s obsession and resentment before he left are still engraved in his mind. He Shu really doesn’t believe that Guanghan can eliminate her resentment and let her voluntarily choose to stay. passed away.

Looking horizontally and vertically, left and right, Guanghan is not like the kind of eloquent and persuasive king!

"Could you have left that child behind and came back by yourself?"

All kinds of doubts can't be ignored.

Guanghan would never admit it: "I have a friend over there who can train her. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see her next month."

He Shu was suspicious: "Do you still have friends there? King Yama?"

"I know, I know! It's not King Yama, it's his old lover!"

Fengfeng woke up at some point, croaking beside her, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

He Shu raised his voice meaningfully, long and loud.

Guanghan: ...

"I don't have an old lover."

He stated the facts with all seriousness.

Unfortunately, no one believed him.

Because there is another bird, who usually feels the pain of being "suppressed" by him, and now seizes the opportunity to add fuel and vinegar to his death.

"Let me tell you, he really has a lover. Once I accompanied him to work downstairs, and he stood by the river for a long time, doing nothing but chatting with that woman. That woman is so beautiful!"

He Shu: "Prettier than Qu Jie?"

Fengfeng snorted: "What is Qu Jie! She can't compare to someone else's finger. If that woman comes to the live broadcast, the fans will break a million every minute, and the capital will bring a basket of money. Crying and begging her to become a star!"

Guanghan: ...

Fengfeng: "Also, her voice is very nice. Although they whispered and wouldn't let me get close, what kind of bird am I? The ancient phoenix that comes out once in thousands of years, they took every precaution, and they still let me hear a few times." In a word, let’s put it this way, what is a good voice in China, as long as she speaks, she doesn’t even need to advance to the audition, and she will directly win the championship.”

Guanghan: ...

Fengfeng: "Thinking of the sunny and sunny day, Guanghan and I went down together, and when we arrived at the bank of the Nai River, we could only hear ghosts crying, and the wind and rain, but as soon as she opened her mouth to sing, everything would be silent, and all the ghosts and ghosts would stop. All ears."

Guanghan was expressionless: "Where does the hell come from where the wind and the sun are beautiful?"

Fengfeng went crazy: "Don't interrupt me, this is just an adjective! Whether you understand the description or not, it can properly exaggerate the atmosphere!"

He Shu: ...

Fengfeng: "Where did you just say?"

He Shu: "All ears."

Fengfeng: "Oh yes, then Guanghan walked over and asked her, do you remember me? Guess how she answered?"

He Shu: "Your Majesty, I can teach my slaves to wait for you. I have been waiting for you for 300 years!"

Fengfeng said angrily: "Why do you play so many dramas, are you acting in TV dramas?"

He Shu is innocent: "I learned from you, your words are more exaggerated than TV dramas."

Fengfeng: "Are you still listening or not? If you don't listen to me, stop talking!"

"Listen to it!"

He Shu is the same as Shun Shun, although the words and sentences are slightly exaggerated, judging from Fengfeng's description and Guanghan's non-denial, that woman does exist.

Fengfeng: "Then the woman said, Master Guang, long time no see."

He Shu:? ? ?

Guanghan: ...

It's hard to imagine that Fengfeng's youthful voice can produce a tender and endless loop, but it did it.

He Shu: "Master Guang?"

Fengfeng: "Master Guang."

He Shu: "Do they have a story?"

Fengfeng: "There must be."

The two sang together like a cross talk, Guang Han didn't bother to listen, turned around and left.

He had to pass the kitchen to go to the bathroom. He glanced at it inadvertently and found that the stove was still on a low fire. He opened the lid and lean meat porridge was being cooked in it.

"I didn't know you bought breakfast. I made porridge before you came back last night."

When Guanghan turned his head, He Shu was leaning against the door frame and yawning. He was wearing Coral Fleece Pajamas of Koda Duck, with messy hair and misty eyes.

"I just teased you with Fengfeng, don't be angry!"

"Not angry."

The meat porridge has been boiled until thick, but the moisture inside has not been boiled out. It can be seen that the porridge cooker keeps adding water into it regularly.

The time over there is different from that in the human world. When crossing the river and talking, Guanghan felt that only a short while passed, but he forgot that it had been a day and a night here.

Ever since he moved in, He Shu basically never touches Yang Chunshui. He can’t cook. Excuse me, but he can order takeaway, He Shu must be too lazy to do it.

He Shu also doesn't like to sleep on the sofa, which has now become Fengfeng's exclusive territory, but last night he curled up with Fengfeng and slept on the sofa, and tomorrow is waiting for him to come back.

"You don't cook well."

He scooped up a spoonful and tasted it, carefully evaluating it.

He Shu was speechless: "Don't minced meat porridge all taste the same, is there a difference?"

Guanghan: "The pork you bought is wrong. You want to buy local pigs, remove the fishy smell, chop the garlic with a knife and mix them together, add some sesame oil, then put them in and cook on low heat. Now the taste is bland, not as fragrant as I cooked it."

"All right, all right, cooking master!" He Shu raised his hands in surrender, "If I knew you were buying breakfast, I would have to watch the fire all night in a panic."

"I'll do it next time."

"I don't know when you'll be back."

"I'll tell." Guanghan looked back at him, "I won't just leave after saying it."

He Shu always felt that his words sounded a little strange, and there seemed to be a hidden meaning, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

I am used to the delicious delicacies cooked by Guanghan, and then I eat the porridge cooked by myself, it seems that the taste is missing.

He Shu secretly put the porridge aside, and went to get the bean curd that Guanghan bought back as if nothing had happened.

"This is from the one in Xinjie!" He Shu sighed while eating, "I have been to Hubei before, and the taste is authentic when I eat it, but it is different if it is made by a foreigner. I and You said, in the future, hot and dry noodles can’t be packed, so you have to eat them while they’re still hot, and even if you heat them up, they won’t taste the same... Where’s my bean curd?!”

Fengfeng opened her innocent bird eyes and swallowed the last piece: "I thought you were full just by talking to Guanghan."

He Shu: "He bought so many, I just ate one piece!"

Fengfeng smacked her mouth: "There are not many things, but what is expensive is not enough. I am thinking of you, so you don't want to eat too much."

He Shu: "I want to pluck the hair now."

Fengfeng: "What are you doing, don't come here! Why don't you eat the pot of porridge you cooked yourself, you're wasting food! Look at Guanghan, he bullies me, don't pluck my hair! My lovely hair, wow wow! "

The day of chicken and dog jumping started again.

Guanghan silently took the pot of porridge that no one cares about and ate it.

In fact, the taste is not that bad, it's just that the appetite for one person and one bird has been spoiled by him.

A strange ecology often appears on the dinner table.

He Shu and Fengfeng never stopped talking, while Guanghan ate and wandered as if he had nothing to do with himself. Usually when he returned from his mind wandering, a lively morning, lunch and dinner would end just like that.

Today is a bit of an exception.

"Old Han, Han Bao, come back to your senses and tell you something!"

He Shu interrupted his fugue time by biting on the fritters.

Guanghan turned his head to look at him, his eyes gradually became focused from lax.

"Didn't I go to bed late last night, I thought about it when I had nothing to do, and created a trick of my own."

Create your own?

Guanghan showed a puzzled expression.

"If you don't believe me, come on, let me show you a demonstration."

He put his two fingers together and put them against his lips, closed his eyes and concentrated, then opened them suddenly, and pointed at Fengfeng with his two fingers like swords.

"rise!"

Automatic without wind.

Fengfeng's feathers stood on end in an instant, like a bird with fried feathers!

A few fluffs were detached from the body due to the sudden and excessive force, and after floating around the body, they slowly landed.

Fengfeng:? ? ?

It still had half a deep-fried dough stick snatched from He Shu's mouth stuffed in its mouth, and its eyes were full of bewilderment.

"It was just windy? The windows are not closed?"

Guanghan: ...

It's true, but it's also weird.

Guanghan really can't think of any practical effect of this trick. Could it be possible that when he encounters monsters and ghosts, he blows off their clothes in an instant?Let them run naked?

But the silence is not because of this.

His heart was indeed shaken.

Many people say that today is the Dharma-ending age.

What is the Dharma-ending age?

In Buddhism, the Buddha told Ananda, after my extinction, the Dharma will last for a long time, until after I enter the extinction, there are still 500 years of the Dharma, and 1000 years of the Dharma. After 500 years, Buddhism was completely extinct.

Here, the time of the Dharma-rectification and the time of the Dharma-rectification, the classics have their own interpretations, and one of them does not prevail, but it is generally recognized that the current era is indeed the end of the Dharma. People often have different interpretations of the ancient books of the Dao. The high degree of industrialization has brought What's worse is that the resources are exhausted, the aura is extinct, and most of the so-called immortal methods in ancient times have become legends.

Accompanying this is the increase in the difficulty of cultivation. Nowadays, many capable people who catch ghosts and subdue demons, including Li Ying from the Special Administration Bureau, were considered insignificant figures in ancient times and even more distant times. It's not that they're not smart, but that environmental resources limit what they can currently achieve.

Guanghan heard that there is a special space for them to practice on the roof of the General Administration of Special Administrative Bureau. way and place.

From the above, one can imagine how difficult it is in today's era, whether it is to create a spell or to make an inch of power.

But He Shu did it.

Even if it is a bit nondescript, but the talent and potential behind it - although Guanghan knew that he was highly talented, he still couldn't help being surprised.

It's no wonder that Grandpa He Shu, while wishing him to live an ordinary life, at the same time couldn't bear the decline of the sect, he taught his grandson what he had learned all his life.

Seeing Guanghan Bafeng's unmoving face showed surprise, He Shu couldn't help but feel elated.

"Are you awesome?"

"Awesome." Guang Han nodded, "It's just that it has lost all its hair, are you responsible for sticking it back?"

He Shu: ...

Fengfeng has already flown to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

He Shu was so guilty that he hurriedly followed to coax the bird.

There was another sound of chicken flying and dog jumping.

Guang Han calmed down, took a sip of soy milk.