"Tank, tank, candid!" When he was plotting with the curtain on how to deal with the black-clothed masked man, he suddenly saw a little boy of four or five years old, driving a tank "pop~da, pa~da~da、............

The little boy was dressed in camouflage, and when he saw the window, he winked at her, and then with a very gentlemanly gesture, he whistled very handsomely at the curtain!

At this time, I was talking to my sister about the curtain in the window, and when I heard the whistle, I quickly turned my head and greeted her little friend with my eyes. I saw that the little boy turned his head towards the passenger seat, tilted his hand very handsomely, and gestured very gentlemanly, then put his hands on the steering wheel, tapped the keyboard with his fingers, and looked like a child and an old man.

The tank is about two meters high, three meters long, and about two meters wide, and the fuselage is grass-green, the kind of grass green that is like a fake, because when it comes from the artemisia grass that is three or four meters deep, the first impression of the window is that it sees a ball of grass coming this way......

The window was about to wave his hand and say goodbye to the curtain, only to see a backflip of the curtain, and then the body stood upright, and sat in the passenger seat with a "snap", and drove the tank away with a "pop~da, pa~da, papa~da、............

The curtain didn't say hello before leaving, and the window had a blank face, how she wished she could sit in the spacious guest seat in the back......

What Hua'er longs for more is to fight with those kings, turtles---- dogs that are not people, and things that are not things, and when the garbage is cleaned up, she can take them out to play together and let them grow happily......

However, now because of the practice of "meditation skills", I have to stay in the master's room!

Looking at the curtain and the little driver, the back of the slowly moving away, the flower sighed in amazement.

"Hua'er: Your meditation skills have really made great progress!" The master sitting opposite spoke, and Hua'er was startled and her body shook slightly, like a train arriving at the station. She quickly opened her eyes, and saw Master holding a wonderful mango jelly, waiting to have supper with the flowers!

The flowers were waiting for themselves with jelly again.

Every time I practice "meditation gong", I will receive a deep love from the master that exceeds the love of master and apprentice---- and every time at this time, what Hua'er feels is not the master, but a real mother's love.

Just as the master was about to hand the jelly to the flower, the flower suddenly heard the terrible cry......

"Is this kind of cry a bit miserable?" Hua'er's master frowned, but he didn't say what he thought in his heart.

"Hua'er: Who is calling you?" asked the master as he handed the jelly to Hua'er, questioning him.

"A masked man in black!" replied Hua'er cautiously. Because the masked man in black, both in appearance and in style, makes people feel that he is a man. As the highest researcher of Buddhism: Master Xuan Miao, she is her own master, like a fake nun, I don't know how her old man reacted when she saw the black-clothed masked man.

Seeing that Hua'er didn't know much about the person who called her, Hua'er's master didn't ask again, she was going to wait for Hua'er to practice this lesson and go out to find out in person......

While the flower was deserting, she took the jelly handed by the master, and her eyes suddenly rose up: she realized that the master had replaced the pearl necklace given to her by her lover with a rosary, and it was still in the crook of her arm!

Suddenly, in front of Hua'er's eyes, a real and absurd picture appeared, the master's left arm, not carrying a string of prayer beads, but a man's arm!

Hua'er continued to look to the right: she found a man dressed in a fresh manner, who was carrying the master, looking at the master affectionately and smiling......

Hua'er quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked at the master in front of her again......

Sure enough, the Master was a man dressed in a fresh dress, carrying it, and then, then, and then the Master didn't seem to be aware of it, and when he handed him the mango jelly, the Master looked stern and "wanted his son to become a dragon, and his daughter to become a wind", and he frowned and looked distressed......

Master's expression seemed to be real, and the man on her arm was also so real---- "What's going on?"

Looking at it, Hua'er felt very nervous in her heart: "What the hell is this?" Hua'er's heart beat suddenly, and the rhythm was like a heart beating faster, and she quickly ate a cup of mango jelly and ate it with acceleration......

"Flowers, one more: you're growing up!" Master took the empty cup of the first cup of jelly, and at the same time, handed the other cup of sweet orange-flavored jelly that had been held in the palm of his hand to Hua'er very simply.

"Master's eyes are so kind when he looks at him, just like his mother!" said Hua'er in her heart.

But the strange and mysterious man was still staring intently at the master, but the master was completely unaware of all this supernatural thing......

Hua'er suddenly felt that she had really met a ghost!

It's been more years since she settled here, but the hell 、---- she's never heard of.

In a trance, the sweet orange-flavored jelly was quickly dried up by the flowers, but there was no taste at all, and probably the sense of taste was also abducted by the strange man who was carrying the master......

"Hua'er, hand the cup to Master!" Seeing Hua'er's uneasy look, Master hurriedly interrupted her meditation cultivation with words. "Well, Master, give!" Hua'er obediently handed the empty cup of sweet orange flavored jelly to Master.

"Hua'er, go back and rest!" Master's gentle gaze at Hua'er, she concluded that something strange must have happened!

Hua'er hesitantly stood up from the futon, what she saw in her spiritual eyes should be real---- but the man did not seem to harm the master, and, just as the master was not aware of his presence, he did not seem to be aware of his own existence......

Just as Hua'er frowned and left the room where the master was, she saw a black shadow, and soon Hua'er hijacked her armpit and took off!

"Master!" Hua'er was calling her master for help, but was gagged by the other party's hand.

After Hua'er left him, Master Xuan Miao decisively followed behind her body, and he didn't think that any bold person would suddenly leave with his beloved disciple Hua'er.

Xuan Miao follows the figure holding the flower hostage, moves secretly and hides his whereabouts.

I saw the figure, he liked the waterway. When he left the mysterious door, he leaped into the water of the small river......

The banks of the small river were filled with many fluffy, brittle weeping willows---- so that the shadow of his beloved disciple would not be noticed, and he leaned over to the lush weeping willow treetops. She walked through the tangled branches on the weeping willow treetops, without any sense of obstruction.

The "Crossing Gong" was actually cultivated by Master Xuan Miao to the point that it was like walking in the air, and the branches that her body touched only squirmed slightly, and then suddenly stopped wriggling.

I don't know how long it took, Master Xuan Miao listened to the sound of the small river, and he was almost intoxicated by it, and the figure of the person who kidnapped her beloved Hua'er suddenly came to a courtyard with Hua'er.

I saw the figure, and the reality raised my body, and when I saw that there was no movement in the yard, I quickly uninstalled the flowers like uninstalling virus software......

"Huh----" I saw that the figure took a deep breath very exaggeratedly, and looked at the flower who was a little angry by his arm, and he spoke......

"I'm looking for the flowers, where are the flowers?" the figure suddenly stood firm in front of the flowers, looking at the flowers with clear eyes.

The master of the flowers sat quietly on the roof of the opposite courtyard, listening attentively to the conversation of the mysterious shadow. "Duoduo is at home. Seeing that someone was looking for someone eagerly, Hua'er said quietly.

"Where's home?" the shadow asked.

"Home is in a mysterious place! a place where only relatives can go!" said Hua'er more seriously.

"Is this your home?" Hua'er asked with some respect, looking at the person who had kidnapped her.

Hua'er is young, but she is already old, and she knows who must be offended, who must not be offended, and who must be given brotherhood.

"Well, this is my house, and if Duoduo is looking for her brother, you can bring her!" said the figure. "Okay. Hua'er nodded, I don't know what's going on, this time she was robbed, Hua'er was not only not angry, but always gentle.

"Hey, Su Hao! Didn't you go out in front of the public, saying that Aunt Ben was a vampire? Look at it, Aunt Ben is now a vampire, who dares to bully!" A middle-aged woman-like person, her face was full of immature wrinkles, but at this time, the poison of jealousy seemed to be in full swing, and she walked over from the opposite side with a face that had lost her youthful elasticity, holding her prostitute in her hand......

Suddenly, walking and walking, "Woo-yo, woo-yo!" suddenly threw out two intertwined grass tongues from her mouth, and the two tongues cooperated with each other to quickly lick the residual blood on the left and right sides of her face.

"Auntie, Auntie, there are seven blood stains on the earlobe!" I just listened to the man who walked on her body, carefully served her all the way, and straightened his waist about two meters three or four, handed her a handkerchief and wiped her clean.

"How could Aunt Ben need this?" I heard the middle-aged woman proudly pat and hand over the handkerchief to her eyes, and she proudly wrapped her two tongues again---- stretched them, circled her ears and licked desperately, like licking honey---- her expression was full of young people's laughter and contentment......

"Hey, Aunt Ben is full of flesh and blood, and she is no longer entangled in your ghost world!" I saw her drunken wave of her hand and fall on a wall......

"Shhh......h

After about two minutes, I saw the middle-aged woman suddenly stand up against the wall, and walked around the courtyard three times in a proud manner, scolding and swearing. Then she looked left and right, saw that there was no one around, sat down in front of the door, took out the makeup mirror, pounced on a very thick whitening lotion, applied several thick layers of foundation, took a paintbrush to trim her eyebrows---- painted red lips, and then stopped!

"Su Hao! You come out! Aunt Ben didn't suck blood!(Heh, at least the blood sucking didn't let you see...... She screamed drunkenly, muttering the truth about the bloodsucking in a low voice......

"Hehe!" Hua'er thought it was very funny, and she couldn't help it, so she laughed out loud. I can't imagine a world of ghosts, and such hypocritical and arrogant vampire monsters. Although the flowers were hijacked for a while, it was an eye-opener......

The figure looked at the flowers, and then at the vampire, whose expression had always been calm and serene, and instantly became relaxed......