172 Ignorant Xiaolong: Don't woo woo, let's eat barbecue.
The tower priest inside the wooden house sounded very angry, and the last sentence was almost shouted, startling Ji Mo and the others in the lake outside, and looked at each other.
After a while, Rong Tuo came back to his senses, was amazed, and lowered his voice and asked, "Hey?" That's the Tower Priest, right? Why is it so angry? β
The joy of seeing his brother's family was affected, Ji Mo hid his smile and whispered: "Brothers, no matter how noisy it is, in short, we can't make trouble, lest things end in a bad way." β
Rong Tuo shrugged helplessly and said, "We don't understand, let's listen to you, the tower priest has a lot of temper, and it's not easy to deal with." β
ββ¦β¦ It's okay. Ji Mo could only say this.
- How can you say that he is also the high priest of the beast tribe, and his medical skills are exquisite, how can he not have a little temper?
Xiaolong snuggled up to Ji Mo in confusion, very puzzled, and asked in a small voice, "Dad, who is whining?" He'sβhe's so angry! β
Ji Mo stroked the child's head and comforted; "It's okay, follow Dad, and you can play with your brother Xitu later."
After speaking, Ji Mo led his companions to swim to the steps of the wooden house and greeted him loudly: "Big brother? Qingzhe? Hitto? β
Rong Tuo's voice was the loudest, and he roared with his neck: "Big Prince! β
"Aha~"
"Puff haha~"
"Hehehe~"
"Hey, hey, hey, hey~"
The young escort dragons who came from the Sicilian Sea laughed sullenly, they were young and vigorous, and to be honest, they were quite heartless, as long as they were not in a desperate situation, they could be happy on any occasion.
The guard dragons looked at Rong Tuo Ji Mo blindly in worship, inexplicably happy, Rong Tuo was triumphant, and Ji Mo couldn't cry or laugh. Xiaolong was also infected, he looked up, his eyes flashed eagerly, and he shouted in a milky voice: "Uncle, brother, I'm here~"
In fact, as early as when Ji Mo shouted for the first time, the dispute in the wooden house had stopped abruptly, and it was quiet for a few seconds.
It wasn't until Xiaolong shouted that there was a messy footstep sound from inside the wooden house, stepping on the wooden floor with a "knock knock" sound, and there was more than one footstep, mixed with Xitu's surprise and incredulous inquiry: "Uncle Ji?" Uncle Yung? Yi'er? β
"Bang dang" loudly, Xitu "swooped" and ran out quickly, smiling, full of joy, followed by Ao Yang and Ao Ke.
Xiaolong was instantly excited, he lay on the steps, waving his paws and shouting, "Brother, I'm here!" β
"I saw it, wait, my brother will pick you up!" Xitu said as before, "Dong Dong Dong" ran down the steps, didn't care about anything else, rushed to pick up the little dragon first, and ran to the wooden house by himself, shouting as he ran: "Mother, Uncle Ji, they are here!" Look! β
Ji Mo looked at Xitu with confidence and hugged the child, and casually admonished: "Xitu, go slowly." Then he said hello to Ao Yang, who came out next:
"Big brother."
Rong Tuo shouted in a regular manner: "The eldest prince." His younger brothers also took the opportunity to say hello.
Ao Ke was actually there, he and Ao Yang stood side by side, looking like a family and a host, and the smile on his face was very decent.
"Huh? Why is Prince Ke here? Rong Tuo pretended to be surprised, and no longer avoided the past.
"I'm just chatting with my eldest brother, but why are you here? What a rare guest, please come up and speak. Ao Ke invited warmly and decently.
Ji Mo smiled silently.
Ao Yang didn't glance at the cheap brother next to him out of the corner of his eyes, and after he saw Ji Mo and his party, he sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly and gratifyingly:
"Come up and sit down, you guys are really fast, didn't Kurohama urge you?"
Kurohama was startled and immediately nervously stated, "No! I didn't rush the eldest prince! I-"
Ji Mo took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Big brother, it's nothing, it's just that we want to come over early, maybe we can catch dinner." β
Ao Yang finally showed his first smile, he had already taken over the burden that Ji Mo was carrying, and urged Ji Mo Rongtuo and the dragon to hurry into the house to rest and speak.
"Prince, you go up and talk first, and I'll go down and settle the brothers."
"You don't have to go yourself." Ao Yang said gently, "Heihama, go and arrange for the guests to stay, and then prepare some food, the house is ready-made." β
Hei Hama breathed a sigh of relief, consciously did the errand quite beautifully, and happily led Hei Ting and them down to rest.
Rong Tuo escorted Ji Mo and walked up, talking enthusiastically.
As soon as Ji Mo walked across the terrace and walked to the door, he heard a voice from inside:
"I didn't expect Uncle Ji and them to come so quickly!" This was Xitu's exclamation, and he said happily: "It's good, Yi'er is here too." β
"yes." This gentle, smiling, and empty voice belonged to Qing Zhe, and he asked Xiaolong with concern: "Yi'er, is the journey still smooth?" Tired of you, right? What do you want to eat? β
Xiaolong's immature voice came: "I'm not tired, Dad took me and swam all the time, and I didn't get to the holy lake until it got dark!" β
Ao Yang led Ji Mo into the room, and Ji Mo swept over at a glance:
The living room is still in memory, and the fire pit is still burning vigorously, warm and warm; Qingzhe's bedroom door was open, and the sound of long-lost reunion and affectionate conversation could be heard inside.
- And the priest of the tower, he was standing at the door of Qingzhe's bedroom, his face still angry, but he couldn't help but look at the little dragon that had grown up a lot.
Ji Mo immediately walked over and shouted respectfully and cordially: "Tower Priest, we haven't seen each other for a long time, come and sit down and talk!" As he spoke, he naturally walked towards the fire pit with the tower in his arms, pressed it slightly and sat on the chair, with a smile on his face, and asked in a loud voice:
"Yi'er, did you say hello to the tower priest? You were born with the help of the Tower Priests, you know? β
"Hmph~" The old priest sat upright in his chair and snorted softly from his nose, but his expression had softened.
Ao Yang relieved himself to hand over the tower priest to Ji Mo, he went into the house, helped his partner out, and Xitu had to come out with Xiaolong in his arms.
"Hey, Qingzhe, what's wrong?" Ji Mo hurriedly got up and went to pick it up.
Qing Zhe's face was pale and obviously puffy, his eyes were blue and black, his abdomen was slightly bulging, and his steps were weak and weakβhow long had he not seen him? It's so haggard!!
Rong Tuo was so frightened that he opened his mouth slightly, and looked in disbelief at Qing Zhe, who used to be ruddy-complexed, healthy and energetic, and busy all day long, actually weakened so much in a short time!!
Qing Zhe looked at the surprised expressions of his friends, and his smile was a little helpless, but there was no trace of complaint and remorse.
"Uh~" Rong Tuo came back to his senses in embarrassment, hurriedly pulled over a chair, and cleared his throat in disguise: "Ahem! Come on, come on, Qingzhe, sit here. β
The tower priest stretched out his hand worriedly, but when he saw Ji Mo going over to help him, he silently retracted it, the anger on his face completely disappeared, and his face was full of worry, and he sighed.
"Be careful, come, sit down." Ji Mo and Ao Yang sat down one by one, taking care of Qingzhe.
"Thank you." Although Qing Zhe was haggard and weak, his eyes were very bright, he held Ji Mo's hand, and said happily: "I didn't expect you to arrive so soon, your eldest brother obviously only asked Heibin to go out to deliver the news yesterday, he must be tired, right?" β
"It's okay, not too tired." Ji Mo said, his eyes fell on Qing Zhe's obviously swollen, cold and weak hands, his brows furrowed, and his heart gradually lifted.
- No wonder! Qingzhe's situation is so bad, how dare the eldest brother let the tower priest go back to the tribe?
Ao Yang kept smiling after entering the house, didn't sigh again, and asked his nephew gently, "Yi'er, what do you want to eat?" Fish shrimp or grilled meat? β
Xiaolong instantly remembered the matter of [Gege only eats shark meat so he can't come], and he immediately said sensibly: "Uncle, I can eat anything!" β
Xitu immediately asked, "Father, let me barbecue meat, right?" β
Ao Yang nodded, "Okay, whatever you want, hug my brother well, don't fall him." β
"I know, I hold it, I can't fall!" Xitu said confidently, his hands and feet were busy briskly, the holy lake has been noisy recently, and Xitu is a little tiger cub, not yet the age of the director, at most he can only support his mother and father on the side, and his mood is extremely heavy and uneasy.
Fortunately, Ji Mo and the others arrived, and Xitu immediately put his mind at ease, because in his mind, Ji Mo would always have a way.
Qingzhe was in good spirits, and he actually wanted to stew soup and prepare it for food in person - of course, he was immediately stopped by everyone.
"Don't!" Ji Mo dissuaded, "We like to bake and eat it ourselves, so it tastes better." β
"That's it, I just like the feeling of sprinkling rice noodles with spices at will!" Rong Tuoyi said it strictly.
The priest of the tower finally spoke, and he said angrily, "Go back to the house and rest, what are you going to do when you come out?" I can't do anything about any more accidents! The old priest was also angry when he said this, mainly because he offered to return to the tribe several times, but was stopped by Ao Yang.
Accident? What happened before? Ji Mo immediately caught a key piece of information, and he reacted: Heibin must have hidden something and didn't tell it!
Qingzhe's smile and the light in his eyes disappeared at the same time, and he began to nervous again, and his hand involuntarily put it on his abdomen.
The atmosphere in the wooden house froze at once, and no one laughed.
Xitu was helpless and angry, but he was ordered not to be disrespectful to the tower priest, for the safety of his mother and father, the little tiger cub could only endure, desperately reminding himself not to be impulsive, not to run away from the tower priest.
The adults knew the importance of it, and they could only make offerings to the only experienced priests who were willing to come to the holy lake.
But Xiaolong was innocent and innocent, ignorant, and in a short period of embarrassing silence, Xiaolong looked at the tower priest seriously and kindly persuaded: "Don't woo woo, okay?" Let's eat barbecue. Brother, bake him a piece, is it okay? β
Poof-
Rong Tuo couldn't hold back his laughter for a while, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his shoulders shrugged.
"Uh...... Absolutely. After Xitu reacted, he muffled and agreed.
Ji Mo laughed, hurriedly apologized, and said to the old priest: "I'm sorry, Ta priest, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wu Ji!" Yi'er is still young and doesn't understand anything, don't take it to heart. He turned his head and reminded Xiaolong:
"Yi'er, this is the tower priest, you must be polite, you know?"
Xiaolong hugged his tail, tried to listen carefully with his eyes open, nodded seriously, and said, "I know, I listen to my father." β
During this period, Qingzhe Ao Yang's eyes were the same: soft and patient, and looked at Xiaolong with a lot of expectation; Ao Ke was the strangest, because he always looked at Ji Mo, which made Rong Tuo alert and dissatisfied, and he looked at each other angrily, eager to throw him into the lake outside.
Interrupted by this, the old priest's expression softened again, and he scolded with a smile: "Okay, okay! Can I still deal with a child? This Ao Yi was quiet when he was a child, but when he grew up, he was sharp-toothed, and he looked like you Ji Mo! β
"Hahaha~" Ji Mo laughed heartily, pretending to have no face and no skin, "Really?" The tower priest is really good at talking, and I love to hear you praise me like that! β
The old priest's face could no longer hold back, and he laughed and scolded again: "What are you praising you? Well? Praise you for being thick-skinned? β
Ji Mo didn't care at all, he knew that he couldn't be too serious about the old man, not to mention that he still had to ask for others at this time? He smiled and said, "I love to hear whatever you praise!" β
After laughing, the old priest began to sigh, and said in his heart: "Ji Mo, I won't hide it from you, I have already used up the four fruits...... Ahem, it was fine at first, but now something went wrong, and the people who had the accident were all my people, and I brought it back to the tribe again, although I said it well in advance...... Alas, anyway, I have to rush back to the tribe as soon as possible to see, you have to understand me. β
"Understood, of course understood! As a priest, your duty is not to be said. Ji Mo immediately nodded in agreement.
Ao Yang was stunned at first, then anxious, and just when he wanted to speak, Ji Mo quietly waved his hand, and Ao Yang had to hold it.
"Tower Priest, I can totally understand your feelings." Ji Mo also said with confidence, "Although I am not a priest, the last time I went back to my home, I also brought back a lot of herbs from the Sea Clan, which may come in handy." β
The old priest immediately nervously asked, "Where is it?" Let me see? β
Ji Mo cleared his throat and said solemnly 166 Reading Network