Dai Yan'er, who was standing at the desk, looked at Brother Hua's smiling face, and couldn't help but pick up the 'valuable' documents on the desktop, and was about to smash them.

Brother Hua, who retreated again and again, hurriedly replied: "It's not funny, it's not humorous!"

"Who asked you this? I, are you doing it on purpose? Brother Hua, you must be doing it on purpose, right?"

When Dai Yan'er walked around the desk towards Brother Hua, the latter took a few steps back. But when his sister, who grew up together, reached out to slap him, Brother Hua only grinned and didn't dodge.

"How did he decide how to do it!"

"Are you so unconfident in the man you like?"

Hearing Brother Hua's words, Dai Yan'er, who was standing there angrily, rolled her eyes at him. And Brother Hua, who raised his hands in surrender, hurriedly replied: "Okay, I'll say...... To sum up, he expressed a central meaning. ”

After speaking, Brother Hua deliberately paused.

"You ......"

"Little man, I don't sell my body!"

'Poof......'

When she heard her brother Hua 'painting and coloring' imitating Xiao Sheng's tone and saying this, Dai Yan'er, who couldn't help it, instantly laughed.

Covering the corners of her mouth, she made a 'gurgling' sound.

After stopping laughter, Dai Yan'er turned her head and asked, "Du Haisheng is just that?"

"Actually, Xiao Sheng said a lot. Come up and ask, why did I climb to the 'top of the pyramid'...... What else, there is a life to earn money and no life to spend money. The golden sentences are one after the other. ”

Hearing this, Dai Yan'er smiled and muttered, "Is machismo quite strong?" The second elder urged him to get married?"

"To be precise, it's a baby! or you ......."

"Brother Hua ......"

"That big lady, I'll go down first. You can decide for yourself!" Without waiting for Dai Yan'er to stumble on herself, Brother Hua threw down this sentence and hurriedly exited the room.

After the door was closed, Dai Yan'er, who was standing alone in front of the window, the curvature of her mouth rose slightly. After being silent for a while, he muttered softly: "The man in my Nalan Yan'er picture, why do you still need your old Du family to 'pull out seedlings and help grow'?"

After saying this, Dai Yan'er suddenly felt tightness in her chest, shortness of breath, and a breath that she couldn't suppress, scurrying around in her body.

Holding her chest, her face instantly turned from ruddy to pale. Walked to the desk with difficulty, opened the drawer with a slight trembling right hand, and took out a porcelain medicine jar from it. target

He poured out a thumb-sized black pill and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.

After sitting in her place and closing her eyes for a long time, Dai Yan'er finally recovered. With a sigh of relief, she looked ahead with a dull gaze. I don't know what I'm thinking!

Dai Yan'er, who grabbed the mobile phone on the table, dialed one of the few short numbers in it.

"Dad, I'm sick again. This is the second time this month! Can you tell me now what disease I had, and if I was born with it, why I didn't when I was younger. I've seen my 'case' first become ill on the night my old lady left. Then once a year, then half a year, and from last year it was a month. And now, it has grown to twice a month. ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it, it's something I personally can't accept. Even if it's an incurable disease, I believe I can face it with a smile! But I have to know what kind of disease I have, right? The whole family is like this, those who know pretend not to know, and those who don't know can't avoid fear. ”

After Dai Yan'er said so much over the phone, Nalan Zhonglei on the other end of the phone lit a cigarette in silence, "Don't think too much, it's not an incurable disease." To put it more bluntly, it's not a 'disease' at all. When your grandfather leaves, I don't worry about you and Haochen. Leave something 'something' on both of you. Haochen is a pure yang body and can digest himself. And you're going to need some external force!"

"Really, why did you keep your mouth shut about me before?" replied Dai Yan'er.

"Because before, I didn't find the force you needed to borrow. Are you satisfied with that?"

"Found it now?"

Your father never lied to people, let alone my little Yan'er. It's okay, the pills are on time, don't be so tired. The sky won't fall. As for the few 'ghosts' entrenched in China, they can't stir up the situation. I'm just practicing my hands for you! I'm thinking with your grandma and your aunt how to 'beat them up'. Play normally, if you don't lose, you win!"

"Look at what you said, you look down on your girl so much?"

After Dai Yan'er finished saying this, Nalan Zhonglei on the other end of the phone let out a heroic laugh.

Dai Yan'er, who hung up the phone, continued her work, while Nalan Zhonglei, who was far away in Putuo Mountain, took a step forward and stood in front of a cliff. At this time, there were two other people standing on the top of the mountain, one was Nalan Changkong, whose father was known as the 'King of Nalan Yama', and the other was Xiao Lao, who was ready to accept Xiao Sheng as an apprentice.

"What's the matter? Yan'er is 'sick' again?" Nalan Changkong asked, turning his head.

Nalan Zhonglei, who nodded slightly, said, "It's still under control!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lao directly snorted and said, "My in-laws are just messing around!" You said that he passed the 'Big Rhubarb Garden' to Haochen, I can understand, after all, Haochen is a pure yang body, and can complete self-repair through self-refining in the later stage. But what does it mean that he forced the 'little yellow court' to Yan'er? After tossing the girl for so many years, I said that I would help her 'scatter her skills'. Your grandmother still looks tense. ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it! Xiao Huangting has side effects, but the subjective effect is still obvious. Yan'er is outstanding, excellent in every way. This has nothing to do with ......"

Without waiting for Nalan Zhonglei to finish speaking, Xiao Lao, who turned his head, directly reprimanded angrily: "I can understand that men guard their homes and defend the country, but what about girls?

"They enjoy resources that ordinary people have been able to reach for generations, and they have to pay for such resources. There are no men and women in the Nalan family, only loyal martyrs. ”

After Nalan Zhonglei stubbornly said this, Xiao Lao, who turned around, pointed to the other party and said, "You ......"

"Dad, you are angry! What are you angry with a 'child' when you are more than a hundred?"

"He's sixty years younger or a child?" Xiao Lao asked.

"I'm a hundred, and you're my grandfather. Do you dare to say it's not?" and Nalan Zhonglei's answer almost didn't make his blood 'go backwards'.

But to be honest, Nalan Zhonglei was brought up by Old Man Xiao when he was young. The relationship between the grandfather and grandson is quite good, and even Nalan Changkong does not dare to scold his father-in-law, but Nalan Zhonglei has grown up from a young age. Moreover, when he is sixty years old, he is still 'leaning on the small and selling the small' in front of his grandfather.

"Dad, do you want to sing you a little song?" Who would have thought that the famous 'Nalan Yama King' in Northern Province and even at home and abroad would also have such a 'playful' side.

Hearing this, Xiao Lao directly said violently: "Get out! The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." ”

"Zhong Lei, you give me a few words. If you continue to fight with your grandfather like this, you will pat your ass and leave. He kept pressing me to the ground and rubbing and rubbing and rubbing. "Nalan Changkong's 'parenting' still has a hand. However, Nalan Zhonglei just didn't buy his account.

"I ask you, what the hell is that Xiao Sheng? I wasn't going to go to the library that afternoon, but I was told that there was a unique book on ancient medicine. Then I unexpectedly ran into someone named 'Xiao Sheng'. The nickname 'Xiao Sheng' was given to you by me, and it naturally resonates with me. In addition, he also reads ancient medical books, the twenty-five-year-old Dark Energy Realm, and the small consummation of refining and refining qi......"

"All of this catches my attention! I don't believe it's a coincidence. ”

After Xiao Lao finished saying this, Nalan Zhonglei smiled and said, "He's very good, isn't he?"

"You...... You arranged it?" Xiao asked rhetorically.

"I can control his schedule, but can I control his interests, and even if he can, will he get your attention if he isn't good enough?"

As soon as Nalan Zhonglei finished saying this, Xiao Lao shouted angrily, "You little bastard, you have grown up, even your grandfather calculates." ”

"Idle is also idle, bring a closed disciple again, and give full play to your residual heat. My father should be able to see it, right? Otherwise, how could he help him enter the 'Essence Realm' of Dark Energy?"

King Nalan Yama, who was originally beside him with a posture of not caring about himself, widened his eyes and said after hearing that his son had sold him again: "Ah? I don't know." ”

'Smack......'

"I don't know!"

The young eighty people said that they would be slapped on the head, and they would come casually. Nalan Changkong, who was covering his head, stretched out his legs and was about to stomp on his son, but as soon as his legs stretched out, he was stopped by Xiao Lao.

"This is my grandson!"

"Then who did I recruit and provoke whom?" asked Nalan Changkong, who looked 'aggrieved'.

"He's cultivated 'Joy Zen', you should know, right?"

"I know! Nalan Zhonglei replied truthfully.

"You're practicing too, aren't you?"

"Yes!"

"What kind of bear do you look like, don't you have any points in your heart? Didn't you push Yan'er into the fire pit?"

Xiao Lao, who tilted his head, looked like he was asking for guilt, and Nalan Zhonglei, who heard this, replied truthfully after letting out a sigh of relief, "That's that 'force'." ”

"What kind of force? Wait, you mean the 'little yellow court' in Yan'er's body?"

When Xiao Lao said this, even Nalan Changkong, who didn't ask much about the outside world, looked at his son in surprise.

And Nalan Zhonglei, who nodded slightly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to his father, and then smoked one himself.

"Don't smoke, you quickly say, don't sell it to me!"

snatched the cigarette from Nalan Changkong's mouth, Xiao Lao turned his head and said to Nalan Zhonglei beside him.

"It's not Dad, Zhong Lei can smoke, why can't I smoke?"

"He's better looking than you, like my family. Is this reason enough?" Nalan Changkong, who heard this, was really powerless to grin his teeth anymore. Who allowed himself to marry his daughter?

"My grandfather left 25 years ago, he was born when he was 25 years old. ”

"You're talking to me about 'metaphysics', aren't you? There are more people born in the age of twenty-five years. ”

Xiao Lao retorted directly.

"Yan'er started to become active a year and seven months ago, the 'Little Yellow Garden' in her body. Xiao Sheng began to rise little by little at that time! If my budget is correct, he comprehended the Zen of joy at that time. More importantly, I looked through my grandfather's wandering history in the years leading up to his departure. He had at least two relationships with Xiao Sheng's father. The homestead where their Xiao family lives now is the 'hole' where my grandfather ate a chicken leg from his old Xiao family. That is, after changing houses, the Xiao family 'grew old and had children'. ”

"Grandpa, I don't believe in 'metaphysics' either, but how can I explain this?"