Half an hour later, crooked neck on the tree.

Mo Zongheng held the cream and honey in his left hand, held a brush in his right hand, and looked at Mo Yu lazily: "Yo! ”

Seeing that the demon lion was staring at the soles of his feet and sticking out his tongue, Mo Yu's legs became weak.

"Isn't that that for fun?"

Mo Zongheng let out an "oh" and picked up the tablet: "The tablet is good, where did you get the money?"

"Borrowed, borrowed!"

"Oh......"

Mo Zongheng looked at the pink shell, nodded thoughtfully, and pointed to the Tibetan Wind Sword next to the door frame: "Where did that sword come from?"

Mo Yu laughed dryly: "Someone else sent it, sent it......!"

Mo Zongheng sneered, then took out the nine-tailed talisman from Mo Yu's arms, and continued to ask, "What about this?"

"It is also a ...... to give"

Mo Zongheng asked rhetorically: "Are you sure it was sent, not robbed?"

"The cliff is a gift!"

"Really? I don't believe it. ”

With that, Mo Zongheng sat on the recliner and crossed Erlang's legs.

Mo Yu's heart tightened, thinking of a skinny host in the TV show in his previous life, he knew that Mo Zongheng's next question would definitely make him very embarrassed.

Mo Zongheng unfolded the nine-tailed rune and looked at it repeatedly, looking at it, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, rubbing the cyan rune with his hand, and then putting it on the tip of his nose and smelling it.

"The one who gave you the nine-tailed talisman, surnamed Yang?"

"Yes!"

"Female?"

"Ang ......"

Mo Zongheng's eyes lit up slightly: "Are you rich?

Don't smash your mouth, and say truthfully: "I'm not particularly rich, but I'm much richer than me; What more could you ask?"

As soon as he heard that he was not particularly rich, Mo Zongheng suddenly lost interest, and said with a lack of interest: "It's nothing, but the girl is so good to you, you must cherish it." ”

Mo pretended to be obedient and nodded, thinking that although Comrade Mo was not in tune, he was also a parent with a moral bottom line, and he always taught himself to be responsible for others.

I saw Mo Zongheng muttering for two seconds, and added: "Try to cheat as many talismans as possible from her, this nine-tailed talisman will be stored with me first, and I will return it to you when you grow up." ”

Mo Yu: "......"

Why does this sound so familiar?

Heh, hehe!

Mo Zongheng looked at Mo Yu for a long time: "Don't you wonder why I can guess that girl's surname is Yang?"

Mo Yu praised expressionlessly: "You have good old eyesight! Looking for the Heart Demon Ancestor Yang Liu'an, the Yang Clan's talisman is in its own right, how can I hide your eyes?"

When I listened to Mo Zongheng talk about the history of Fu Zheng last night, Mo Yu felt as if he was a little familiar, and only later did he realize that Yang Qingyue's cultivation method was called Seeking Heart Decision, and the two of them were surnamed Yang, so the relationship was roughly introduced.

Mo Zongheng raised his eyebrows: "Yo! The kid is very smart! But don't think about the rich woman, the four lines of Fu Zheng have been passed down for several generations in the past two hundred years, and your female classmate can live in a place like Yancheng where birds don't, and her status will definitely not be particularly high." It's okay to play, and when you meet a more suitable one later, it's still scum!"

Mo Yu: "......"

Mo Zongheng continued: "After your talisman is integrated, you can study the drawing method of the Yang talisman. His family's talisman is derived from the Heart Seeking Decision, and although it is not as comprehensive as the Qin system, it is extremely good in spiritual martial arts. In a word, hollow out that female classmate of yours as soon as possible. ”

Mo Yu: "......"

After living for so many years, this is the first time he feels that he has a conflict with Comrade Lao Mo.

All along, he felt that Lao Mo, who could teach himself to be a straight man with cancer, was also a straight man with cancer.

Unexpectedly, under his vicissitudes of appearance, there was also a scumbag's heart hidden.

"Did you hear that?"

Mo Yu looked at the honey cream and brush at his feet, and nodded with difficulty: "I heard it!"

Mo Zongheng nodded with satisfaction, and then brushed two lumps at the soles of his feet: "Demon Lion, lick him!"

Mo Yu: "Dad???"

Mo Zongheng smiled coldly: "Originally, I was going to pretend to be forced, but you pretended to be in advance, can I be happy? Remember! When you are in a passive situation, you must fully cooperate with your thighs to pretend to show off your reasoning, otherwise you won't even be able to hold your leg hair, and you will even die easily! Young man, this is the most crucial lesson I have taught you in life!"

Mo Yu: "......"

"Go ahead!"

Mo Zongheng rubbed the head of the demon lion and cast an encouraging look.

The demon lion rubbed Mo Zongheng's legs, looked at Mo Yu's feet with disgust, hesitated for a moment and licked it.

The miserable laughter lasted for half an hour, and the honey cream was added with anti-solvent, and it couldn't be licked clean at all if it wasn't licked hundreds of times, so the magic lion lasted for a long time, and it was licked until Mo Zongheng served the meal.

Anyone who understands knows that dog** was born out of laughter, which is an extremely perverted torture.

The basic principle is to make people laugh, and when the laughter is a certain amount, the lungs will continue to squeeze out the air, only exhaling but not inhaling, until they suffocate to death.

Moreover, the process of suffocation is accompanied by unbearable itching, and the whole process is extremely painful.

But fortunately, Mo Zongheng knew that this was his son, so he taught him a technique to control breathing, and he had been staring at him, so Mo Yu's life was not in danger.

Mo Zongheng served the demon lion food, only to cut out a sword qi and cut the rope, Mo Yu sat on the ground as soon as his legs were weak, and the demon lion saw this and quickly got back to his kennel to prevent Mo Yu from retaliating.

"The smile on his face is a little stiff, but there is no sign of suffocation! ”

Mo Yu was paralyzed on the ground for a long time before he barely regained a trace of consciousness, only to feel that his lungs were as if they were petrified, and he could barely breathe normally after being nourished by his true qi for a long time.

He seriously suspected that Mo Zongheng was trying to cultivate himself into the next tuberculosis.

Glaring at the demon lion who was feasting on it, Mo Yu walked to the table with vain steps.

After eating, draw the symbols as usual.

The ten painting methods learned today correspond to the large intestine meridian of Hand Yangming, and the extra one is the painting method in the nine-tailed talisman sent by Yang Qingyue, but Mo Zongheng was slightly disdainful when copying this painting method, and from time to time showed a wave of superiority, emphasizing that the Qin system talisman is the king of the talisman.

After teaching Mo Yu, he went downstairs to sleep, and the light in the drawing room on the second floor was on until twelve o'clock at midnight.

"It's finally over!"

Mo Yu rubbed his drowsy head, the process of drawing talismans required mental concentration extremely much, and the training for up to four or five hours made him feel overdrawn.

In Mo Zongheng's original words, there are very few exercises that can directly cultivate the Lingtai, and most people can only rely on drawing talismans to improve the cultivation of the Lingtai.

Mo Yu asked at the time, you have a way to improve your cultivation qualifications, seeing that your son's cultivation talent is so poor, why didn't you think about teaching me?

Mo Zongheng patted him on the shoulder, showing a caring smile for the mentally handicapped.

Mo Yu understood that Lao Mo's education method was to train himself into a weak chicken, but he worked too hard and awakened the system, so he didn't let him succeed.

Later, Lao Mo saw that the plan that had been practiced for more than ten years was no longer feasible, so he reluctantly taught himself a few hands, in case he just entered the rivers and lakes and went to the Yellow Spring.

Can...... Why is that?

What's in it for him to train me to be a wastewood?

Mo was puzzled, so he had to put this problem aside, and prepared to go downstairs to sleep after pasting the town house charm.

When he went out, he couldn't help but shudder, only to feel that the surroundings were gloomy, this feeling was the same as last night, and he didn't know if it was because of the fluctuation of the Spirit Suppression Array, which caused the demon to rise.

Back in the bedroom, Mo Yu looked in the mirror as usual, and his face in the mirror seemed to be a little paler, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart.

He frowned, under the vision of the Yin and Yang eyes, the aura around the mirror flowed a little abnormally, as if something was spitting out.

"Huh?"

True Qi is divided into two strands, yin and yang, and slowly converges on the eyes.

For a moment, there seemed to be some panic in Mo Yu's eyes in the mirror.

[Detected the Mirror Demon's obsession: Seize the Void. 】

Complete or eliminate the obsession and you will gain 15 skill points. 】

Mo looked at the 86 skill points on his panel in vain and fell into deep thought.

In the early plot, the demon element will account for a large part.

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