I'm the cutest cub in the fairy world

In the pitch-black coffin, Chu Zhao couldn't see his expression clearly, so he tugged left and right. Seeing that he didn't move, he let go of his hand embarrassingly, and muttered, "Strange? Did you guess wrong?"

"What did you guess?" Yue Huai asked him in a low voice.

Hearing this, Chu Zhao leaned forward and whispered in front of his face: "You are a phantom in the Red Grotto, don't you know who built the Red Grotto?" His ending sound was full of complacency.

"Rong Xun?" Yue Huai guessed.

"Well, that's a little bit right." Chu Zhao yawned, closed his eyes and said, "I can't get out anyway, I'm sleepy, so I'll sleep for a while."

Yue Huai noticed his gradually steady breathing and closed his eyes.

The two lay in this coffin, calmed down, and fell into a deep sleep after a moment of embarrassment.

In his light sleep, Chu Zhao seemed to hear a baby crying, and the crying became louder and louder, causing him to frown, and suddenly opened his eyes, with the green mountains and white clouds in front of him, he twisted his body as if he saw the level-by-level And the bluestone steps on it.

At the foot of Mount Qingcheng?He came out?

Chu Zhao was overjoyed, and was about to get up, but found that his body was a little disobedient. He struggled to see something shaking in his vision, like a small bare arm, which was so small and tender, it was only a tiny bit big. .

This feeling of not being able to control oneself is - empathy!

He entered the hallucinations of someone's memory, before those were intermittent, thinking of Rong Xun's sword.He thought to himself: Could it be Rong Xun's?

Just as he was thinking, he sang loudly and cried in a small voice in the mountains, shaking the birds in the distant mountains and forests to flap their wings and fly away.

Chu Zhao was annoyed by the cries that had lingered for three days, but it still came from his own mouth.

He rolled his eyes, lay carelessly in the swaddle, looked up at the sky, until a face suddenly enlarged and appeared in front of him.He was so frightened that he almost jumped up with his swaddled baby, but luckily he couldn't control his little body.However, the baby was really frightened, and immediately screamed desperately.

Chu Zhao suppressed the numbness of his scalp, squinted his eyes slightly, and saw the person in front of him clearly. This was a scruffy young Taoist priest, dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, and a gleam flashed in his cynical brows.Chu Zhao only felt familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

Just as he was thinking, the Taoist glanced at him, and suddenly drew out a sword. The light of the sword was slightly cold and white, and Chu Zhao's heart immediately hung up.

Then he really hung up.The Taoist priest picked up the knotted swaddling clothes on his body with a sword, and put his hands on his shoulders.

In a whirlwind, Chu Zhao was too shocked to speak, but he was soon picked up by him, and continued to walk down the mountain.The crazy Taoist pulled out the wine gourd on his waist and took a bite. Seeing that he had stopped crying, he said cheerfully, "Little guy, you're clean now. You're lucky today. I happened to be greedy for wine and went down the mountain to fight." Alcohol, otherwise I will be chewed up and eaten by the evil beasts in this mountain early in the morning."

Chu Zhao was puzzled, but he could feel that the little baby was really well-behaved, wrapped in the padded jacket, looking up at the blue sky, and drifting away with the clouds.He looked at the sky through these clear eyes, and his heart seemed to be washed clean.

After the Taoist descended from the mountain, he went to a wine shop to buy wine.The guys at the side saw a baby on his sword, and they all stepped forward to chat with him.

The Taoist didn't care about the child, he just held the wine gourd to drink, wiped his mouth with his hand, lifted the sword with one hand, slapped the child on a table, put the sword back into the scabbard, and said: "I picked it up at the foot of the mountain." , who wants to take it back by himself."

Others look at me and I look at you, but no one dares to answer these words.After all, no one in this mountain is rich enough to support this child.

The restaurant had always been acquainted with him, so he persuaded him: "Master Taoist, since you have picked up this child, why don't you take him up to the mountain to become a little Taoist priest, and when he grows up, he can run for you to get some wine, and he can pass on your name in the future." mantle."

When the half-drunk and half-awake Taoist heard this, he sneered and shook his head and waved his hands: "I'm used to being free and easy, so I can't control this child's life. If he starves to death, I don't care."

The people in the wine shop looked at each other, and someone suddenly said: "You sloppy Taoist priest, you picked up this child but didn't care about him, is it possible that you want to sell him to a trafficker?"

"Yes, yes, this child has red lips and white teeth, and he will definitely be handsome in the future. If he buys it for some masters, he will..."

As soon as these words came out, the rascals who were drinking in the wine shop burst into laughter.Among them, a drunk man walked over with a wine bottle and shouted: "Oh! Master, let me see what kind of thing it is. A few days ago Zhang

The big head also asked me to help him find some good ones... Ouch!who? !Who tripped me? ! "

Before everyone could see clearly, the Taoist priest who was still a little drunk just now knocked him on the calf with his scabbard, and immediately fell to his knees in embarrassment.Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw the rogue in such a mess.

When everyone reacted, the child on the table was gone, and the sloppy Taoist priest who was drinking in front of the counter just now was also gone.

The Taoist looked down at the child in his arms. The child neither cried nor made trouble when he saw him. His big black eyes were clear and beautiful, reflecting the messy temple hair on his forehead.

He suddenly laughed, raised a sword eyebrow at him and said: "Little guy, you can read the dishes."

The Taoist priest took him back to Mount Qingcheng, and since then there has been a little Taoist priest on the mountain.After going through the turbulent breastfeeding period at the beginning, the child was finally brought up a bit.

Chu Zhao was in the illusion, and in a flash, the child had grown to be seven or eight years old.Although he is small, he does things neatly. Every few days, he will hold the wine gourd of the Taoist priest and run down the bluestone slab on the top of the mountain to fetch wine for him, stepping on straw rope shoes.He is handsome, quite sensible, and articulate, so he is very popular in the wine shop that he is familiar with at the foot of the mountain.

"Qingmu, are you here to buy wine for your master again?" The shopkeeper standing behind the wine cabinet saw him from a distance and greeted him.

"Yeah!" Aoki tiptoed the river wine gourd and handed it up, and said with a smile: "It's the same as usual. Zhuyeqing, fill it up."

"Good!" The shopkeeper chatted with him while opening the wine cork to drink, "By the way, I heard that Yinjiazhuang in the east of the city is haunted. In a few days, the dead and dead fled. There are no people. Little Taoist, look Please ask your master to go out to the mountains to have a look? The government has issued a reward. With this reward, life will be easier for both of you, master and apprentice."

Aoki took the wine gourd that had been brewed, rolled his eyes slyly, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll go back and talk to Master."

Holding the wine gourd, he excitedly ran back to the Taoist temple on Mount Qingcheng.

"Master! Master! The wine is back!" Holding the wine, he didn't see anyone everywhere, turned around and ran out, accidentally bumped into a person, and when he backed away, he heard a warm voice: "Little boy!" Friend, are you okay?"

Aoki stretched out his hand to rub his head, and looked up at this person, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe with fluttering light gauze, embroidered with blue patterns of bamboo leaves, very beautiful.Aoki, who had never seen the world before, stared dumbfounded in front of him: "Are you—?"

"I am a disciple of the Guangling Su family, Su Cang. I am here today to find someone." The man frowned slightly, with a gentle and polite expression.

Hearing this, Aoki asked, "Who are you looking for? Tell me what he looks like, maybe I know him."

The man said: "This Taoist priest is eight feet long, with a handsome face, dignified and upright, and he is equipped with a saber, which is engraved with blue patterns of bamboo leaves and written with no more than two characters."

The little Taoist frowned the more he listened, and shook his head quickly: "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, there are only two Taoist priests on this mountain, Master and I, and I have never seen the person you mentioned."

Hearing the words, the Taoist priest showed disappointment, lowered his head and chuckled lightly: "That's disturbing my little friend." After speaking, the man turned around and went down the mountain.

Aoki stared blankly at his back, thinking that there are still such Taoist priests in the world who look like exiled immortals, he thought that others were as careless as his master, slovenly and unscrupulous.

He was carrying the wine gourd to look for his master again, but he heard a lazy yawn from high behind him: "Disciple, are you back from drinking?"

He turned his head back in surprise, and saw Master lazily sleeping on his side on the trunk of the jujube tree at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and hurriedly said, "Master!"

He flew down, snatched the wine gourd, opened the cork and drank.Aoki looked up at him, thinking of what the Taoist priest said just now, he was even more convinced that he had found the wrong person.

He remembered what the shopkeeper of the wine shop at the bottom of the mountain had said, so he told him exactly what he had said, and finally shouted anxiously: "Master, take me to catch a demon!"

Daoist Sanqing put down the wine gourd and glanced at him: "You have small arms and legs, how dare you catch monsters? I don't think you are enough to stuff their teeth."

Hearing this, Aoki lowered his head to look at his own little arms and legs, and lowered his head depressedly with his mouth puckered.

Over the years, the master was only willing to teach him some mental techniques, but never taught him swordsmanship.Whenever he was drunk, he would draw out his long sword and dance with his sword while drinking.

Little Aoki always stared at Master's sword dancing posture with his hands on his chin in amazement.Only then did the image of Master in his mind gradually grow.He also secretly made a small bamboo sword out of bamboo, and occasionally hid in the bamboo forest to imitate his master's drunken moves to play.

But painting a tiger's skin is difficult to paint its bones, so he still can't get the point.

Master went down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits in Yin's Village.He waited for more than ten days, but there was no movement.Finally couldn't bear to go down the mountain, but saw a bloody man halfway up the mountain, he hid away in fright, took a closer look, and exclaimed: "Master——!" The strength of two tigers finally carried the man back to the mountain.

When he was so anxious that he shed tears, the master weakly opened his eyes and taught him to gather herbs to make medicine for him.A few days later, when the master was in a coma, another person came outside the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple.

The man was just like meeting him for the first time, and nodded at him gently: "Little friend, is your master's injury healed?"

Aoki was startled slightly: "How do you know my master?"

"He's the one I'm looking for, Chu Lan."

"Huh?" Aoki quickly waved his hands, "Impossible, impossible, my master is a wild Taoist priest, how could it be the person you mentioned——Ouch!" A bursting chestnut on the top of the head hit the melon on the head.

A lazy voice came from behind: "Stupid, who are you calling a wild Taoist priest?"

Qu Cang raised his eyes to see him, and said with a smile, "Senior brother."

Only then did Chu Zhao, who was in Aoki's body, vaguely remember these two people, they seemed to be ancestors that the Qi family had heard about for a long time.

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