"It's just wearing a silver robe, with silver white hair, looking very noble and arrogant, oh oh, oh, very handsome!"

Xuanguang couldn't figure it out, how could Zhang Wuwu be so interested in a portrait?

So he tried hard to think about what he saw the portrait look like. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

At that time, he only glanced at it, and then asked him to describe it in more detail, but he couldn't say it.

But Zhang Wuwu came to a sentence.

"Do you look like you're in your thirties, dressed in silver, and have a mole on your forehead?"

"Well, how do you know? yes, he does have a mole on his forehead, and he looks like he's only in his thirties, how do you know that you were standing behind me at the time?"

Xuanguang's side was extremely surprised.

He really couldn't figure it out, how could Zhang Wuwu say it was more real than what he saw at the time?

And not bad at all?

Zhang Wuwu's face changed.

"You see that Bai Dalang bowing to that portrait?"

"Yes, it's true, and it's very religious, it's like, it's like the portrait is her ancestor, master, do you have any clues?"

Xuanguang also found out that Zhang Wuwu was wrong at this time.

"Yes, I know the person in the portrait, because that is to see Emperor Donghua, I remember, that fire monkey is also what he once mentioned to me, but he didn't live in Heavenly Court, I understand......"

Zhang Wuwu sneered.

He remembered that Emperor Donghua was almost the same as his status, and he was very powerful, such a person had the ability to plot against those hundreds of immortals and himself.

Emperor Donghua, is he that kind of person?

Purpose, why?

Zhang Wuwu fell into deep thought, he was trying to recall what happened in Heavenly Court.

Although the monkey collapsed the Hidden Immortal Cave, his own body was also drenched in blood, and the flesh and blood on the key body were scorched.

So after coming back, not only did he take the potion, but he also borrowed Zhang Wuwu's dragon ball for treatment.

Xuanguang also had blood on his body, but it was all skin injuries, although it looked scary, but it was not very serious, but he was in a particularly bad mood lying there, and at this time, there was a crying sound of a child outside the house.

The noise makes people upset and irritable.

Xuanguang asked Zhou Renyu to see, what happened?

Accompanied by the crying of children, the sound of adult reprimanding sounded, and it became more and more noisy, and people couldn't stand it, and even Zhang Wuwu couldn't help but go out of the door to watch.

"How did you get it, the pen is crooked, is the posture of the brush like this? Do you have a brain, I have taught you so many times, why don't you open your mind, why can't you?"

Next door is actually a few steps away from Zhou Renjie's house, but the sound is too loud, like a quarrel, which makes people look sideways.

"Don't look at it, it's the sister-in-law Liu next door, who is teaching the children, and she loses her temper again, her family is not easy, her husband has gone out to work, she is worried about the children coming back to take the children, and she will practice calligraphy for the children again......"

Zhou Renyu quickly persuaded them to enter the door on the side.

The sister-in-law Liu he was talking about, Zhang Wuwu also knew that it seemed to be a little sister-in-law who looked very gentle, and she put almost all her attention on the child.

Every day, I ride my child to school, go to cram school, and even rent a house in Yicheng City to live in order for my child to receive a good education, and only occasionally come back once on Saturday afternoon.

Even when he goes back to his hometown, he doesn't stop at all, and he keeps letting the child learn, occasionally accompanied by the sound of reprimand, which makes people feel distressed for the child.

Zhou Renyu also expressed deep sympathy, but when parents educate their children, it is not easy for them to intervene.

Zhang Wuwu will also figure out the origin of the matter, and looked at the opposite door, the child was crying, while standing there practicing pen and calligraphy, tears flowed down and fell on the white paper.

Seven or eight-year-old children, with small whips, crying there are miserable, occasionally wiping tears with the back of their hands, but the more they cry, the more sad they become.

Holding the brush in his hand, it was soft, as if he didn't listen to it.

Next to her, her mother was counting her.

"Crying, that is, knowing crying, you know that other children are proficient in calligraphy, dancing, Olympiad, piano, your calligraphy is too bad, you have to practice more, do you still have a reason to cry?"

The little girl's mother covered her chest with one hand, and counted down her daughter, with a kind of anger that hated iron and steel.

But I didn't see a little girl, only seven or eight years old.

"Okay, okay, let's go back and rest, this sister-in-law Liu is also in a hurry, her husband is working outside to earn money, she puts all her energy on the children, so she ......is so anxious"

Mr. Liu, who rarely speaks, will also persuade everyone to go back to the house.

He also lives in Zhoujia Village now, helping Zhou Renjie, and his attention is on that strange weapon, which he takes out from time to time to fiddle with, and he almost can't put it down.

Because he likes it very much, this weapon is almost in his hand, and many times, Liu Laoqi will touch the three-headed dragon on the weapon with his hand.

In the bottom of his heart, there is even a faint sense of pride, one day, he can also control the three-headed dragon like Zhang Wuwu.

was taught by this sister-in-law Liu to make a fuss, everyone was not in a very good mood, Zhang Wuwu planned to walk around, and at the same time as walking, you can sort out your thoughts, it has been a long time in the world, and you should also think about it, who is the enemy behind the ground?

"Uncle!"

Suddenly, a timid voice sounded, and a little girl appeared in front of him, but it was Sun Miao, the daughter of Liu's sister-in-law who had been reprimanded just now.

"Uncle, I don't like my mother, why do you force me, why do children have to learn so many things?"

Sun Miao's eyes widened, and she raised her eyes to look at Zhang Wuwu, her eyes were full of confusion and stubbornness.

"If you don't like it, just play, it's no big deal, let's go, uncle will take you to the river to play, shhh......h

At this time, although the sun had set, the afterglow was still there, and Zhang Wuwu held Sun Miao's hand, but felt a trace of coldness.

Look at it again, the little girl's thin shoulders and a pair of confused eyes, Zhang Wuwu felt that he should take this little girl and play happily for a while, childhood should not be like this.

As soon as he touched the water, Sun Miao laughed, and reached out to pour the water on Zhang Wuwu's body, although it didn't pour on his clothes, but his dodging appearance made Sun Miao can't help laughing.

"Uncle, you're hiding too fast......"

By the river, cheerful laughter sprinkled everywhere, Sun Miao squatted on the ground, picking a small golden chrysanthemum very carefully, and then held them together and handed them to Zhang Wuwu.

"Uncle, ...... for you"

Holding Sun Miao's flowers in his hand, looking at her pink face, Zhang Wuwu couldn't help but pinch it, as soon as he raised his head here, he saw someone on the other side of the river exclaiming that something was wrong, something happened...

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