Chapter 225

The curtain came down on the three sermons, and the Zixiao Palace dojo disappeared in the void, and no one could find the location of Zixiao Palace unless Hongjun and Luo Hu agreed.

The monks of the flood wilderness returned to the flood wilderness together, and those with good energy spat and talked about listening to the sermon with their colleagues, and those with poor energy fell asleep as soon as they returned to their cave mansions, wanting to make up for the lack of rest for ten thousand years.

Also involved in listening to the sermon, Haotian and Yaochi were the last to wake up.

They lived in the ashram, and they had not yet developed a sense of time, so they listened to the subtle sermons and became fascinated.

Time flies, thousands of years pass.

After Haotian woke up, he shook his head and said: "It's so profound, I only understand two percent, three percent half understand, and the rest is confused......"

Yao Chi sat next to him, his eyes were misty, and then he suddenly jumped up.

"Oops!"

Before Haotian could react, he heard Yao Chi's face turn pale, and he said in a hurry: "We forgot to welcome those monks!" "What the Taoist Lord told them, they actually forgot to do it because they were addicted to listening to the sermon!

Haotian also broke out in a cold sweat, "Let's go to Zixiao Palace first and see if there is room for remedy." ”

He prayed inwardly that the monks were not completely gone.

However, it was unfortunate that they were all gone, Zixiao Palace was deserted, the door was closed, and it could be seen that there were no people listening to the Tao inside and outside.

Haotian shrank his head, his heart was empty.

Yao Chi whispered, "Dao Master." ”

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun stood in front of the cloud bed, talking to the old man about the right way. Sensing the situation outside the palace, the old man waved his sleeves, and two brooms appeared out of thin air and flew out of the palace. Haotian and Yaochi caught the broom and immediately understood, "Let's go clean!" ”

Without spells, they rely on their strength to sweep the floor and make up for their mistakes!

The old man said, "Your two boys are very sloppy. ”

Hongjun's eyes were not shocked, and he didn't pay attention to the affairs of Haotian and Yaochi, "They have other things to do, but they are just being children on my side for the time being." ”

The old man bowed his head.

After the power of merit was incorporated into his body, he said, "I can join the path." ”

Hongjun's eyes lit up slightly, "I'll help you." ”

While they were deliberating, Rahu walked between the pavilions with his son in his arms, climbed over the walls and window railings, and came to the apse of Zixiao Palace.

Hong Ergou had not yet entered Zixiao Palace, and his eyes looked curiously.

"Father, where is this?"

"Your home."

"Didn't Dad let you in?"

The child in Rahu's arms said with a glutinous smile.

Luo Hu raised his eyebrows, "If he doesn't let me in, I won't enter?" The dojo of Zixiao Palace is a place that I established with him. ”

Having said that, he sneaked in lightly to avoid disturbing the two people in the main hall in front of him.

Hongergou understood, and when Rahu brought him to the bed, he happily rolled on the big and warm bed, and got into the futon, "Let's sleep together—" He pulled Rahu's sleeve, and Rahu obeyed his weak strength and lay in.

This is followed by Hongergou's 100,000 Whys, as if the world is full of endless fun to explore.

"Father, why is the bed so big?"

"To make it easier to roll the sheets."

Luo Hu had no consciousness at all, and calmly told his son the truth.

Hongergou only understood the superficial meaning, and said very agreeably: "The range of rolling around is really large, and I like it too!" He looked at his clothes again, "Why do I wear the same things as my father, but not my father?" ”

"You're a red belly pocket, unlike me." Luo Hu squinted at the piece of fabric on his body, and he didn't know what Hongjun had in mind to make it like this.

Hongergou innocently asked, "Doesn't my father have a belly pocket?" ”

Rahu: "......"

Hongergou's hand went to pick Rahu's chest, "Is the belly pocket in it?" ”

Rahu clasped his little short hand.

"There is no such thing, the belly pocket is only used by the nuns except for children, how can I wear such a strange thing."

The placket was unfolded, and there were still kiss marks on his collarbone and skin.

Hong Ergou was curious: "What is this?" ”

Rahu gathered his clothes and replied, "The strawberries that your father left behind." ”

Hongergou was dazed, "What is a strawberry?" ”

The problem is inevitably getting more and more crooked, and when he saw that Luo Hu was about to instill some content that was inappropriate for children to Hongergou, Hongjun's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Rahu, you should say a few words."

"Hush."

Seeing that he appeared so timely, Rahu rolled his eyes.

"I said that I won't take the child, you can take the child." Luo Hu pushed his son's right to education to Hongjun, "If you don't want to see Ergou grow crooked, you can enlighten him personally, don't blame me for not teaching my son well." ”

Hongjun appeared in front of the bed, and there was an old man with gray hair beside him.

The old man's eyes were indifferent when he looked at Rahu, but when he looked at Hongergou, a trace of warmth emerged. He is a part of the body, and he can have no love for Rahu, but for the blood-related Hongergou, he inevitably has the feeling that there are successors.

A monk like Hongjun is really lucky to have a descendant.

For this reason, he took the initiative to say: "Body, if you don't have time, I can also help take this child in Zixiao Palace." ”

This time, it was Luo Hu's turn to dislike it, and looked each other up and down, "You come to bring it?" ”

The old man sneered, "It's better than you." ”

"Are you in a higher state of mind than me, or are you cultivating higher than me? Just a doppelganger/body, dare to show off in front of me? ”

There was more anger in Rahu's eyes, this damn self, every time he looked at him unpleasantly, even more hateful than the good corpse and the evil corpse!

Hongjun watched the two men scolding and fighting speechlessly.

After a stick of incense.

Hongjun stuffed the second dog to himself with a headache, and then drove himself away, leaving alone to face Rahu, who was in full combat power.

"He's about to merge." He tactfully advised Rahu.

Luo Hu sat on the bed, his face changed when he said it, and his smile was like a spring breeze, "You treat me as stupid, when will you not scold at this time?" When he joins the way, loses his feelings, and becomes a heavenly way, he will naturally forget about me scolding him. ”

Hongjun was stunned.

It made sense, he was speechless.

Luo Hu hugged his man and complained, "Why do you always have trouble with me?" Am I so annoying? ”

Hongjun touched his long hair, thinking of the evil corpse that was beaten down, as well as Bai Ze, who saw Rahu retreating, and the self who was always helpless by Rahu.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's enough for me to be happy with you." ”

Rahu looked up, "What did you just say?" ”

Hongjun slowed down his tone: "I'm happy with you, it's enough." ”

Luo Hu lowered his head, his white neck was exposed in his black hair, he leaned on Hongjun's chest, and smiled happily and viciously, "Yes, as long as you like me, I don't care what they do." ”

If he could make anyone love him, he wouldn't be a Demon Ancestor.

Demons are the existence of stirring up bloody storms.

The eyes and opinions of tens of millions of people, the fear and resentment of tens of millions of people, are not as good as a look and a word of Hongjun.

"My heart is pleased with you. 】

Rahu's arm wrapped around him like a snake, "I will remember your words." ”

Until the day you betray me.

"No need to remember." Hongjun relieved him of worries and smoothed his messy hair, "It will always be like this in the future, and it will be difficult for you to forget it." ”

Rahu deliberately asked, "What is the future?" ”

Hongjun pressed him on the bed and squeezed the warm quilt, "Until we die, our spirits are gone." ”

Rahu kicked his calf, "Hey, aren't you presiding over the affairs of the Harmony?" ”

Hongjun buried his head in the position of his shoulder and neck, and said very quickly: "Not so fast, there are still guys among those Honghuang monks who have not gone out from thirty-three days away, and when they all go back, I will announce the cooperation." ”

Weak explosion!

There are even those who can't run out of thirty-three days!

Luo Hu was speechless for a while, thinking that those people could come to listen to the sermon, it was like stepping on shit luck! Why is the gap between them and Sanqing so big?

In the main hall, the old man looked out thirty-three days from time to time, and very much wanted to open a back door for those blind monks and throw them directly to the flood wilderness. However, the integration of Heavenly Dao and him was imminent, and he could not use his strength at will, he could only shake his head and hate it.

Hongergou was going to cry in his arms, "I want my father." ”

The old man sighed: "Your father has something." ”

Hongergou quietly looked at his wrinkled skin and felt inexplicable fear.

Will you become a bad old man in the future?

"No, it won't."

The old man replied to him with a blank face.

Hong Ergou was surprised: "How do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

The old man replied, "You have said it." ”

Hongergou's entanglement suddenly disappeared, and he was happy that he wouldn't become a bad old man. Father said, this is a world of faces! He has to be beautiful to be popular with everyone!

After another moment, the old man really couldn't communicate with a little kid, so he summoned Haotian and Yaochi over, "You play with him." ”

The two Taoist boys who had just finished cleaning were confused.

Who is this baby?

On the Daoist's knee, a child carved like a white lotus root rolled on it, messing up the other's clothes.

Hong Ergou pulled the old man's beard, "Don't, I want to play with you!" ”

The old man's face twitched in pain.

He decisively threw Ergou to Daotong, "This is the son of Rahu, you can play with him for a day." ”

What is a real uncle-this is.

Haotian had an ominous premonition, but Yaochi cheered, threw away the broom, and ran over to hug this cute child, "What's your name?" I'm Yaochi, he's Brother Haotian, let's play with you......"

As she spoke, she took Hongergou out for a walk. 166 Reading Network