The first scumbag in heaven

"Great Uncle." He Chengfeng said hello with a gentle smile, as if he didn't see his uncle's unfriendly expression.

"What about your uncle?"

He Chengfeng replied quite innocently: "I don't know."

have no idea?You have been in the Huyuan all day today, and they are looking for He Honglin, but you still can't run into them?Thinking of the means of Ruanli, the patriarch's nephew, a bad guess emerged in his heart.

"What about your father?"

He Chengfeng pointed to the sky, and said, "With the weather like this, it's natural that I'm sleeping."

"Sleep? With your father's cultivation level, does he still need to sleep?" Can the He family's first cultivator who broke the curse of the golden elixir and stepped into the Nascent Soul realm in thousands of years need to sleep?

He Chengfeng said gently: "Uncle Tai is always strong and strong, and he is idle at home. Naturally, he is not as good as my father who works hard all day for his family."

"The head of the family is really hardworking, that's why he needs someone to take care of him."

Say hello to your father again?He Chengfeng neither opposed nor agreed with this matter, anyway, he listened to his father.He Chengfeng nodded in agreement and said, "Uncle Tai is right." Then he looked at them without saying a word, smiling gently.

"Okay, we'll talk about this later, you come in first."

He Chengfeng glanced at his cousins, and said: "Grand Uncle is getting old, but you are not." Then he said leisurely: "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, and I open the meeting hall privately. Our He family is the head of the family and is absent. Yet?"

"Since it's the same, how do you talk?"

"No big or small, how did He Honglin teach you?"

He Chengfeng ignored them, and said coldly: "Turn off the lights, close the door, whoever dares to refuse, the family law will serve you."

"It's not your turn to be the master of the He family."

"That's right, the yellow-haired boy is talking big things."

"Since you don't want to leave, then stay." A gentle voice interjected.

Illusion covered the entire meeting hall, Shui Qingqian solved the invisibility technique, leaned on the pillar with his arms folded, and said the previous conjecture, "They are sure that Honglin can't come out to preside over the overall situation." The Lord speaks unkindly.

He Chengfeng said: "They may know about my father."

"Let's check it out." Shui Qingqian said to He Chengfeng: "I'm worried about your father, I'll go and see him first, it doesn't matter if you're alone?"

He Chengfeng hesitated and said, "How long can uncle's illusion last?"

Shui Qingqian said: "How much time do you need?"

He Chengfeng said: "One month." There are still a lot of self-motivated people in the younger generation. He has been wooed before, and now he just needs it.

Shui Qingqian said: "That's one month, let them wake up after one month."

He Chengfeng nodded his head and said: "Thank you uncle, my nephew will leave first."

He Chengfeng was busy rectifying the housework, and Shui Qingqian teleported to the master bedroom in the lake courtyard where He Honglin was. The nurses were in good condition, and he was sleeping soundly again, with a smile on his face.

The old saying goes that stupid people are blessed with stupidity, it is true.He sat beside the ivory bed, looked at He Honglin's sleeping face through a layer of veil, and tried hard to suppress the desire to wake him up.

So inhumane, so inhumane.Still a college student, college student.

"What are you sleeping on, wake up!" Feeling playful, he rushed over and shook him awake.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? You have to go to class tomorrow, brothers, stop making trouble." He Honglin begged for mercy in a daze.

"What class do you still have? There was no class 800 years ago. Patriarch He, wake up, you have already cultivated immortality. Get up, and I will take you to fly."

"I don't want to fly or wave, I want to sleep." He Honglin hugged the quilt and covered his face.

Shui Qingqian decided to make some serious news, he said: "What happened to your son?"

Son, funny, where is his son from a freshman.Ignore it and continue to sleep with your eyes closed.

Shui Qingqian let go of him, and said coldly, "You dropped your phone."

"What? Where? It's not broken, is it?" He Honglin sat up abruptly and leaned over to look for it.The Qingrong gauze is soft and smooth, touching the back of his hand like a piece of cold jade sticking to his hand, he was slightly stunned, and murmured: "Where is this place?"

Shui Qingqian lay down and said leisurely: "This is your home."

He Honglin touched the gauze curtain and said, "This is...my home. I remembered, sorry, I fell asleep." Sit back, hugging the quilt in a daze.

Shui Qingqian looked at the ceiling embroidered with hibiscus flowers, and said, "Didn't you be like this when you were a child?" Every time you wake up, you have to face boundless loneliness.Unlike him, every time he woke up when he was a child, the first thing he thought about was what to have for breakfast, or whether there was anything to eat.

He Honglin said: "Perhaps. But," he changed his voice, and said sadly, "Why did you wake me up in the middle of the night? Do you know that you can't sleep well enough to die early?"

Shui Qing said with a slight smile, "Please, you are the ancestor of Yuanying, and you don't need to sleep anymore." Or it doesn't make much sense to sleep for cultivators during the foundation building period.

"Old Ancestor Yuan Ying? When you say that, I feel like I'm a trembling, white-haired, chicken-skinned, dying grandfather." He Honglin was frightened by his own imagination, shaking his body, and thankfully touched his face and said : "It's okay, it's okay, I'm still young now, otherwise I wake up and become a grandfather, I will definitely, definitely jump into the river."

Shui Qingqian said: "The appearance of the cultivator at the Golden Core Stage does not change, you will have no chance to become a grandfather, what a pity!"

"What's the pity? We're not friends anymore." He Honglin gave him a hammer and lay down casually.

Shui Qingqian said: "Of course it is. Well, anyway, you can't sleep now, why don't we play mahjong."

He Honglin blinked, and said innocently: "I don't know." He loves to play games, and he has never been exposed to mahjong, which middle-aged people love to play.

"What about poker? Don't tell me you haven't played it before." Shui Qingqian looked at him, with the intention of beating him up if he dared to say no.

He Honglin said: "How is that possible? Then what are you playing?" By the way, he sat up and got up to get dressed.

Shui Qingqian hung up the gauze tent with spiritual power, sat cross-legged, and said, "Fried golden flowers or 10:30, or fishing is also fine."

While studying how to dress, He Honglin said, "No fishing. How about 10:30?"

"Okay!" Anyway, he can do it.Seeing that He Honglin was studying the clothes, he asked, "Honglin, don't you know how to wear them? What's more, you are wearing a coat, and you haven't put on your middle coat yet."

He Honglin said as it should: "Isn't it natural? I don't know how to wear it if I haven't worn it." During the day, his son helped put it on, but at night he was sleepy and confused, and he didn't know how to take off the clothes.

Shui Qingqian nodded, and said: "That's true. Come on, I will command, and you will carry it out. Wear the one with the hidden pattern on the neckline first, not the one next to it, yes, this one, wear this one first, yes... ..." After earnestly speaking, when it came to thirst, he finally got He Honglin to dress properly.

He Honglin complained: "Why is it so troublesome to put on this clothes! I'm so tired that I'm sweating."

Shui Qingqian said: "Nonsense, it's impossible to sweat with your Nascent Soul cultivation base. By the way, do you want to comb your hair?" Although it's okay not to comb, but his hands are itchy, and he wants to comb his hair .

He Honglin touched the long hair that was scattered on his chest, and said, "I think but I can't!"

Shui Qingqian raised her hand and signed up enthusiastically, "I will, I will."

Under He Honglin's firm request, Shui Qingqian painstakingly combed him the simplest hairstyle, and then put on the jade crown.

Shui Qingqian looked at the person in the crystal mirror, and lamented, "I'm blinded by my enthusiasm."

He Honglin patted the hands on his shoulders and said, "Honey, enthusiasm is meant to be extinguished."

Shui Qingqian pinched his fair and tender cheeks, and said: "It makes sense. Alright, let's play cards. Your son will help you with tutoring after dawn."

He Honglin mourned, "I still need tutoring! I have forgotten most of what he said yesterday, and now I have a headache when I think of those people's names he pronounced." It felt more torturous than the college entrance examination.

Shui Qingqian pushed open the window, felt the water vapor and the fragrance of flowers brought by the breeze, and said, "Honglin, I told your nephew in the afternoon, he said that since you became the head of the family, you have always been very serious. He is also cold, and mostly nods to people he is familiar with, and speaks very little."

He Honglin didn't understand, he said: "So?"

Shui Qingqian turned around, said with a slight smile, "So it's okay if you can't remember, anyway, just be indifferent, and if it doesn't work, you can hide for a while with the excuse of feeling unwell."

He Honglin sat on the arhat bed in front of the window, propped his chin with one hand, and said, "Is this okay? It's not very good." If it is exposed, what an offense!

Shui Qingqian shrugged helplessly, and said, "Then you can only try to remember and use it flexibly. Come on, my friend."

He Honglin said with a bitter face: "I, I will try my best."

After playing for half the night, at dawn, they heard the sound of walking in the courtyard, for the sake of face and the dignity of the elders, they had no choice but to accept it.

Shui Qingqian stretched her waist and suggested, "Go for a walk."

He Honglin rubbed his neck and said, "Okay, the air in the morning is the freshest, but unfortunately I used to be a person who was not a little bit." He was even more reluctant to leave the dormitory when he was not in class.

The air in the morning is fresh and pleasant. After taking a breath, the whole person feels refreshed. Walking among the flowers and trees in the yard, I reach out and brush the clusters of dewy flowers.

He Honglin sighed and said: "The air here is fresher than the mountain scenic spot."

Shui Qingqian said: "In ancient times, the air was not polluted, and there is spiritual energy here, which feels very fresh naturally."

He Honglin said: "Reiki, cultivating immortals, I always feel that this place is like a dream. After waking up from the dream, there will be endless regrets and losses."

Shui Qing said with a slight smile: "If this is a dream, then it's fine. When I wake up, I will continue to work and study. Although it is hard work, it is true."

He Honglin pinched off a blooming red rose and said, "No one can tell what is illusion and what is reality. Gu Zhang, tell the truth, if you could go back, would you really go back?"

A beautiful face flashed in Shui Qingqian's mind, and he smiled slightly: "Maybe. What about you? If you can go back to the meeting, what decision will you make?"

He Honglin smiled and said, "It's the same as you, maybe it will."

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