Both the hero and the villain are my cubs [Transmigration Book]

When Ling Zixi returned home, she was greeted by two little babies who were obediently at home.

Fortunately, nothing happened at home, babies.

This doesn't work... Once I go out, the children are alone at home.

"Are you hungry?" Ling Zixi patted the heads of the two sons.

Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaosi pursed their lips and shook their heads, Ling Zixi looked sideways and couldn't help laughing, the elixir he left for them on the table was eaten up to nothing but scum.

The two little babies ate up all the pills and were hiccupping.

But the pill belongs to the pill, Ling Zixi stood up and said, "Daddy will cook for you."

"Daddy, we will help you!" Bai Xiaosi and Bai Xiaozhi followed Ling Zixi to the kitchen with their calves.

Daddy's stomach has become a little more obvious recently, and the two younger ones are afraid that Daddy will be tired.

"Good boy." Ling Zixi was very upset. Although Bai Moheng was a bit scumbag, the cubs left behind were not bad.

Bai Xiaosi and Bai Xiaozhi still remembered the teleportation technique given to them by Lao Buxiu, and they used the spell to command the vegetables to come to their father in the air, having a great time playing.

Ling Zixi cooked the meal, and the whole family ate it together. Ling Zixi felt a little tired, so she lay on the bed with her arms around her waist and thought about things.

Seeing Chong Zi today, it must have been too smooth...

But when Chong Zi saw him, he said that he knew himself, probably with Ting Yulou's intelligence strength, Chong Zi already knew him in many ways.

It seems that Chong Zi also has the idea of ​​cooperating with her.

Moreover, the heavy purple is not at all the same as the rumors...

Although I can feel the power of a high position in him after seeing him, whether it is sharing or giving myself the blood ganoderma, it is very honest...

What's more, the contract he took out is well-organized and comprehensive, and it has the style of a contract on earth. It can be seen that Chong Zi is meticulous and advanced in consciousness.

Thinking of this, Ling Zixi broke away from her thoughts and looked at the two young sons lying on the windowsill table playing.

As a result... Ling Zixi saw a pink and white little fox looking at him with a patch of black on its beard and chin.

That black...was ink.

Not only was Bai Xiaosi's chin stained with ink, but his pink paws were also stained with ink, turning into a pink and black little fox.

Seeing his father looking at him, Bai Xiaosi tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and grinned at his father, like a silly erha...

Ling Zixi: ...

Because Zhi'er has been obsessed with talismans recently, Ling Zixi bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table for Zhi'er to draw talismans.

Just now, Bai Xiaozhi was sitting on a chair and drawing talismans, while Bai Xiaosi was playing with his brother in the form of a little fox.

Then, Bai Xiaosi stepped his little paw into the ink.

Ling Zixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she got up and got out of bed and came to the side of her two sons, Bai Xiaosi saw her father coming, she raised her paws and wanted to pounce on her father's arms.

Ling Zixi pinched her son's calf to prevent him from touching her clothes, but it's really funny how her son looks like this...

The energetic little fox is the cutest.

Bai Xiaozhi turned his head, holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand, and said to Ling Zixi: "Daddy, look at the talisman drawn by my brother!"

Ling Zixi squeezed the calf of the youngest son, looked down at the talisman paper in the hand of the second son, and saw a small fox ball print on the talisman paper, five balls pressed out of the small pad were printed on it, four Small and big, cute and very...

The pink and black little fox tilted his head and looked at his father with big eyes. Bai Xiaosi's thick eyelashes were also pink and white, the inside was pure white, and the edges were light pink, as if begging for compliments.

"Well, my son is amazing!" Ling Zixi patted Bai Xiaosi's hairy head, and picked up his son's claw drawing talisman, "Let's hang your 'claw claw talisman' on the wall! Si'er can make talismans too! "

Ling Zixi hugged his son under the armpit of the little fox with one hand, and stuck the talisman with the fox ball seal on the wall in the other hand: "'Claw Claw Talisman', the power is cute attack!"

"Oh!" Bai Xiaosi was held by his father, his legs were dangling in the air, hearing what his father said, he looked very proud.

Ling Zixi pasted up her son's little paw print, and patted it on the wall twice: "Hmph, let's see who can resist the attack of the cute claw."

"Hey." Bai Xiaosi writhed in his father's arms, almost going to heaven.

"Let's go, Daddy will take you to take a shower." Ling Zixi said while holding his son.

Ling Zixi warmed up the water with his own fox fire, poured it into the small bathtub, and put his son in it.

Bai Xiaosi was covered in ink, and he was still not happy about being put into the bathtub by his father, the water was splashing all over the floor.

Ling Zixi rubbed Xiangyi on his son's body with great effort, rubbed it again and again, and put in three times the usual amount, before he managed to wash off his son's black hair and cover up the smell of ink.

"Hmm..." Bai Xiaosi was tired from fussing, lying on her stomach in the bathtub and letting her father rub her, her big eyes looked at her with wet eyes, the eyelashes were like snow.

Ling Zixi finished washing her son, wrapped it in a cloth towel, and carried her son to the bed.

"Go to sleep!" Ling Zixi put Bai Xiaosi on the small bed, and called the second son who lit the lamp and painted amulets, "Zhi'er, rest."

Bai Xiaozhi often draws until nightfall, he is very focused, it can be said that he has worked very hard.

Zhi'er is very good at this point, and is willing to work hard to study it.Ling Zixi felt that even if Zhi'er's mind was damaged, with such perseverance, he would not worry about not being able to accomplish great things.

But... He also boiled medicine for Bai Xiaozhi recently, it seems that the effect is not so good?It was still very effective a few days ago.

Could it be that the effect of drinking the medicine has been reduced?

Ling Zixi couldn't figure it out.

However, no matter what, he still had to boil the medicine for his son and warm it up slowly until he found all the antidotes.

After a night passed, Ling Zixi packed up the pills, put them in the space and sorted them into categories, and then prepared to set off to listen to Yulou to deliver the batch of pills.

When Ling Zixi stepped into the enchantment of Tingyu Building, he stretched out his hand to catch the surrounding rain, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The raindrops fell on the palm of my hand, as if it was real.

Chong Zi came out at some point, and covered Ling Zixi's head with a purple oil-paper umbrella.

"Is this rain really made by the formation?" Ling Zixi asked looking at the raindrops falling from the top of the umbrella.

"Naturally." Chong Zi led Ling Zixi into the bamboo building, "If you are interested, I can show you the composition of the formation."

"No...no need." Ling Zixi said nervously, this formation is Tingyulou's untold secret, right?Chong Zi actually wanted to show herself...

If you know too much, you will be silenced, Ling Zixi shuddered, and hurriedly refused.

Chong Zi chuckled, and led Ling Zixi through the bamboo building. This time, Chong Zi did not take Ling Zixi into the building, but went straight through and came to the courtyard inside.

Here is an open space. There is a gazebo in the courtyard. There is a stone table in the gazebo. There is a grass path next to it, a corridor around it, and a shallow stream. The scenery is unique.

The stone table was very big, Ling Zixi looked down and found that there were many calligraphy and paintings on it... and a pair of copybooks.

The words on this copybook are chic and elegant, giving people a clear and carefree feeling. It is obviously Chong Zi's handwriting.

"You... actually wrote a copybook?" Ling Zixi asked in surprise.

Although Chong Zi preached to himself, Ling Zixi really thought that he was just killing time.

I didn't expect that it would be so dedicated.

"Since I want to teach." Chong Zi came to Ling Zixi, picked up the copybook, "I should do my best."

"Thank you, Master..." Ling Zixi blurted out and wanted to call him "Master", but felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed his words, "Thank you, the host..."

"You can call me Chong Zi." Chong Zi whispered in Ling Zixi's ear, her voice lingering in the sound of rain, like a dream.

"I……"

"Come on." Before Ling Zixi could respond, Chong Zi put the copybook aside, then spread the white rice paper in front of Ling Zixi, "Follow the strokes on the copybook, take your time."

"Ah... um." Ling Zixi quickly squeezed the brush, dipped the inkstone on the inkstone, and then wrote on the rice paper.

Chong Zi corrected Ling Zixi's movements: "When writing, you should hold the pen like this..."

"it is good……"

Ling Zixi practiced calligraphy according to the strokes on the copybook. After practicing for a while, she inevitably began to lose her mind, and her eyes drifted to other calligraphy and paintings on the stone table.

I saw Chongzi's name written in the lower right corner of each painting, those two characters were so strong that they were so powerful that they were as shocking as a dragon, like a luan drifting like a phoenix.

Still, Master is more powerful!

No matter what, Chong Zi taught himself, and in Ling Zixi's heart, Chong Zi is a good teacher.

Ling Zixi listened to Yulou hand over three hundred pills to Chong Zi, and practiced calligraphy for another hour before Chong Zi sent someone to send Ling Zixi away.

When Ling Zixi came home, the two little ones were playing together at the table, and Bai Xiaosi pushed his claws into the inkstone again, playing with his brother to the fullest.

Ling Zixi resisted the urge to spank Bai Xiaosi's little butt, grabbed her son and took a bath before giving up.

Then, Ling Zixi came behind Bai Xiaozhi and looked at the talisman drawn by his second son. Unexpectedly, it was not a symbol often drawn by talisman masters, but instead looked like a formation pattern...

"Zhi'er, why are you painting like this?" Ling Zixi asked.

"I like it." Bai Xiaozhi replied two words, and continued to concentrate on drawing the unfinished talisman.

"..." Drawing a formation on a talisman is unheard of, but Ling Zixi thinks, what if there is any miraculous effect?

Even if they don't, these talismans can be used as drawing paper for my son!

At night, Ling Zixi hugged two little foxes on the bed, drawing cards in his mind.

Now that everything has settled and he has made a lot of money, all that remains is to improve his strength, protect his sons, and find an antidote for them.

Yes... finding the antidote is not the ultimate. In this world, as long as the cultivation base is high enough, the lifespan can be long. I have to work hard to improve my strength and reach a height that no one can threaten. Not only can I live happily, but also protect my sons .

The strong are respected, without strength, you are nothing.

Ling Zixi decided to take a stroll in the library tomorrow, looking for the solution to Gu poison, as well as suitable cultivation methods.

But...going to the library by himself, and leaving his sons behind, Ling Zixi wanted to take the sons to the old temple in Ruchen Peak, or give them to Shao Zijin to take care of them.

My sons are alone, I am really worried!

Before that, Ling Zixi looked at her remaining [-] points, and decided to draw cards, just a few more cicada wings.

After entering the small secret realm and getting the Thousand Morning Grass, he earned another 300 points. Currently, Ling Zixi has a total of 800 points.

Ling Zixi closed his eyes and gasped [-] times in one breath, all kinds of lights flickered, except there was no golden light.

Hehe, no one can compete with him for the position of non-chief, right?

Ling Zixi complained wildly in her heart, but she still clicked on the purple light item, because cicada wings are of purple quality.

Ling Zixi clicked on all the purple light objects in one breath, except for some talismans, there were indeed three cicada wings!

Ling Zixi's heart fluttered, although there were no golden items, but the three cicada wings were worth it.

Ling Zixi took out two cicada wings and sent them to the hearts of the two sleeping little foxes with spiritual power.

Fangheng Hall.

At night, the sky was already covered with stars, however, the Fangheng Hall was still brightly lit.

After Bai Moheng took a Qingquan Dan and finished training, he got up, went to the desk, laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, picked up the brush, thought about it, and began to write stroke by stroke on the paper.

Time passed slowly, Dang Gui entered the hall with tea, looked at the master who was still writing, and couldn't help being puzzled.

Although practicing calligraphy can calm the mind, and some people suddenly become enlightened because of practicing calligraphy, but the master has been writing for too long...

"Master, let's have a cup of tea." Danggui didn't dare to persuade Bai Moheng to rest, so he had to present the tea.

Bai Moheng nodded, looking at the rice paper in front of him: "How about my writing?"

How about it?Angelica froze for a moment.The master's handwriting is naturally flowing, like a dragon swimming, with mountains and rivers in his chest, the atmosphere of the world in his arms, but... Angelica can see a hint of the meaning of the calligraphy from it.

"Master...do you want to teach people to learn calligraphy?" Dang Gui asked in a daze. Could it be that the master wants to find a calligraphy heir?

Hearing this, Bai Moheng lifted up the rice paper, threw it into the wastebasket, strode out of the hall, and walked towards his own room.

"Eh...Master...?" Dang Gui was left alone in the hall with tea, very confused.