If people who don't know see these two "children", they must think that Zhao Dabao is Huahua's younger brother.

Seeing Huahua's flat little mouth, Zhao Dabao's face sank, and his father's majesty flashed:

"Huahua, don't hurry up and enter the hole, Dad doesn't even want the image for you. If this is seen by outsiders, it will not be a joke for Dad. ”

Listening to her father's reprimand, Huahua held back a smile, twisted her body, conjured into a clear gas, turned her head and flew into the tree hole.

Looking at the flowers that were converted into gas, Zhao Dabao sighed in his heart:

This is the benefit of the spirit body, which can be transformed and changed at any time. Alas, I still have to hurry up and cultivate. Otherwise, if you enter a hole and change your body once, who can stand it. Alas, my image, my pretending to be a great cause, I can't wait!

sighed and sighed, Zhao Dabao had to start drilling.

This kid has thought about it anyway, if you don't have an image, you don't have an image. Since they have all become like this, what are you pretending to be?

I saw Zhao Dabao clumsily climbed into the tree hole, no way, no way not to be clumsy, from the original adult body to the current young @ child, the movement of his limbs was not coordinated at all, like a koala clumsily climbed in.

Zhao Dabao scolded in his heart while crawling:

M, I'll see that old ghost later, and see if I don't clean it up. M's, just to clean it up, it turned me into a koala in disgrace, and I had to drill holes. Hey, I'm a dignified peak existence, but this peak existence is actually drilled, it's really embarrassing, it's really shameless.

For the sake of image, for the sake of the great cause of pretending to be forced in the future, I have to work hard to cultivate. When this drilling is over, I will start to cultivate, and I will not enter the dark energy and not go out.

Zhao Dabao was swearing in his heart, and his legs and feet were clumsily climbing down.

To be honest, although Zhao Dabao was a little clumsy after transforming, his speed was still very fast. It's just that his movements are too ugly, like a little pet pig that eats until it is panicked, moving forward in a round and stupid way.

Luckily, underneath the tree hole is a damp cave, which is not spacious, but much larger than the tree hole.

Looking back at her father, Huahua finally didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

There is no way not to laugh, and now Zhao Dabao has a piece of green moss on his head, like a watermelon skin upside down on his head.

I saw Zhao Dabao's two "little hands" in front of him, and two "little legs" fluttering in the back, like a little stupid bear that fell into the river, desperately fluttering.

Hearing Huahua's laughter, Zhao Dabao pulled his "little face" and said while his sad image was completely gone:

"Still laughing, still laughing, you still laughing, be careful of dad spanking ass. Hey, it's a pity that I'm at the pinnacle of my dignity, and I have to drill a tree hole for my son, why is my life so bitter?"

Hearing Zhao Dabao's reprimand and grievances, Huahua was also a little moved, Dad is a real person the day after tomorrow, a piece of heaven in the cultivation world, today he actually drilled a tree hole for me, Dad is really good!

At the same time, Huahua is also a little strange, I am just a great success, and my father is a real person. My dad and I are so much different, why didn't my dad become gasy?

Zhao Dabao may have sensed the question of his baby son, and said with a serious face:

"Flowey, why did Dad climb the tree hole with you, you know

Because in the secular world of Xia Kingdom, parents have the habit of playing with their children. The two of us just met, and I want to play more with you. Today, we cleaned up the old ghosts, and I didn't take it seriously at all. ”

"An old ghost, what's so powerful? The most important thing in this trip is not to clean up the old ghosts, but the process of cleaning up. Dad, I have completely turned this trip into a tour, a good trip to play with you. ”

"Since it's tourism, you have to have the appearance and process of traveling, so my dad has become about the same size as you, climbing tree holes together, drilling caves together, how interesting it is. ”

After speaking, Zhao Dabao also exaggerated his hands and feet and shouted with accelerated climbing:

"Flowey, hurry up and run, see if Daddy is coming to get you.

Listening to her father's education, Huahua was quite moved in her heart, her father was so good to him, in order to play with him, he didn't even want the image of a real person.

It's just that in addition to being moved, Huahua always feels weird. It's true that Dad is good to him, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much effort refining magic weapons for him.

But after a short contact here, my father's personality doesn't seem to be what he said - in order to play with him, he doesn't even want his image.

Doubts are doubts, Dad's pace is not slow, like a fish swimming in the water, quickly approaching.

If you don't understand, you don't want to, and besides, what Dad says is what he wants.

Seeing that her father was catching up, Flowey's playfulness also rose, and in the laughter, Flowey's fluttering body flew down like a puff of smoke.

Wiping a cold sweat in his heart, Zhao Dabao thought sadly:

It's not easy, I finally fooled this bear child. It's easy for me, for the sake of the tall image in Huahua's heart, I have to make up nonsense.

I want to be stronger, I want to pretend to be forced, I want to pretend to be generous.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dabao chased after him even more loudly, in order not to let Huahua, a little clever ghost, have time to ponder and fool for a while.

Zhao Dabao and Huahua, the father and son, were playing happily from the tree cave to the cave, shouting and laughing all the way.

It can be said that from the generation of consciousness to the present, today's moment is the happiest time for Huahua, and before she feels anything, Huahua took the lead at the bottom of the White Horse Mountain.

When the little guy was still unsatisfied, Zhao Dabao hugged Huahua, laughed, threw Huahua into the air with both hands, and then happily caught Huahua.

This trick of throwing children is one of the favorite games of children.

Huahua was no exception, and her crisp laughter echoed in this open field at the base of Hakuba Mountain.

At the base of Mt. Hakuba is a huge karst cave, with lava and lava in various forms.

An underground river with solid ice on it flowed loudly, and only the sound of it could be heard, but the water could not be seen.

Because it is at the bottom of White Horse Mountain, and there is a frozen dark river, the temperature of this huge karst cave is very low, and when Zhao Dabao speaks and breathes, the white gas is visible.

Just as the father and son were playing happily, two streams of black gas swirled out from the depths of the cave, and there was a ghostly howl.

Zhao Dabao had already turned the ghost hunting operation into a parent-child trip, and when he was in a good mood, a shrill ghost howl interrupted Zhao Dabao's good mood.

Especially the fear on the little face of the baby flower, one

The urge to plant a calf fills the body.

Zhao Dabao knew that Huahua's fear was because of the memories of being bullied before, and the existence of this fear of memories not only affected Huahua's mind, but also affected his future cultivation.

Cultivators, whether they are human beings or other living beings, once they develop fear and fear in their cultivation, it is quite dangerous.

Cultivation and cultivation are originally against the sky.

Since it is against the heavens, there can be no fear.

If there is still fear left in the cultivation, it is better in normal times. Once it is the critical moment to pass the level, the side effects of fear will lead to the failure of the level.

Once it fails, it will be a regressive cultivation, or a madman, or even a death.

Zhao Dabao gently held Huahua's little hand, and as soon as his consciousness moved, a warm current swirled in Huahua's mind.

The instant warmth calmed down Huahua's little heart suddenly, and the little guy's brain turned:

Oh, no, why am I still scared? I brought my dad to fight the old ghost. I'm not afraid of old ghosts, why are I still afraid of these two guys?

Thinking of this, Huahua's little chest straightened, her little face tensed, and she shouted:

"Zhang San, Li Si, you two stop for me. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two ghosts didn't stop, but Zhao Dabao stopped.

'What, Zhang San and Li Si? The names of these two ghosts are too unscientific, which brain-dead gave the name?'

Thinking in his heart, his mouth came out directly:

"Huahua, Zhang San, Li Si, which of these two names was given by the brain-dead?"

Before Huahua could answer, a ghost roar came out in the black gas on the left, and it was accompanied by a Peking Opera tone:

"Wow, it's so hateful, what kind of thing dares to call the uncle's name? Aren't you afraid that Zhang Sanye will take your life?"

This Peking Opera is not over yet, and there is also a Peking Opera tone in the black air next to it:

"Ahh

This Li Si actually shouted loudly.

Zhao Dabao took a look, yo, these two ghosts seem to be two Peking Opera fans, otherwise they were Peking Opera actors when they were alive, otherwise they would not have spoken in this tone.

Zhao Dabao, this kid was originally crazy personally, and it was very interesting to see the tone of the two ghosts in the black air opposite, and he was also energetic, and blurted out a nondescript Peking opera:

"Wowhaha, wowhaha, where are you two from?"

As soon as this nondescript Peking Opera tone came out, these two ghosts were stunned.

The two black gases were no longer dense, and two stunned grimaces appeared above the black gas.

As the grimace appeared, the black ghost qi also retracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally revealing two human-sized ghost bodies.

Looking at these two ghosts conjuring up ghost bodies and clothes, it can be clearly analyzed that these two guys should have been Peking Opera actors or Peking Opera lovers before their deaths, dressed in Peking Opera clothes.

After Zhang San and Li Si glanced at each other, they looked at the "child" in front of them with some frowns, and involuntarily began to ponder:

Where did this "kid" come from? Why did he speak in such a bad tone? And wahaha, wahaha, is this TM Peking Opera? Isn't this the name of a drink?