Chapter 162: Being Treated as a Mother
Thinking of her, Eighth Sister Zhan, was originally just an ordinary yellow flower girl, but she hanged herself because her husband's family regretted it on the day she got married, but the suicide did not succeed, but she sensed the aura between life and death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info is no longer looking for a short time.,People don't get married.,Picked up this pirated version of the Xiuzhen collection on the stall.,Since then, I've been single-minded and unswervingly on the road of cultivating immortals.。
But it's very lonely to cultivate immortals alone! She was reluctant to find a Taoist companion, so she thought about finding an apprentice to establish a sect and become a generation of founding masters. But who would have thought that he finally picked up an apprentice and didn't even have a spiritual root!!
O God! Do you have you playing with mine like this!!
Chen Mo looked at Eighth Sister Zhan and sighed for the one hundred and sixty-first time, smiled and didn't care about her, and quietly squatted on the side alone.
She seemed to be still, just squatting quietly. It was as if time stood still, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
"Mo'er, why have you been squatting for a day! Don't get up and rest yet. ”
After sighing, Eighth Sister Zhan found that her little apprentice had been squatting on the top of the mountain for a day, and hurriedly pulled her up and apologized, "I'm sorry!" Mo'er, being a teacher is not to complain that you don't have spiritual roots
"Phew, no, the teacher thinks that it doesn't matter if you don't have a spiritual root, it's a big deal to raise you for the whole life for the teacher, it's not a big deal. Well, go back and rest with the teacher."
Eighth Sister Zhan thought that she was too obvious about Chen Mo's lack of spiritual roots, which hurt the heart of the little girl, and regretted it for a while.
"Eighth sister, it's okay, I'm cultivating"
Chen Mo smiled faintly and went back to the room to rest alone.
"Cultivation? Can you cultivate without a spiritual root? ”
After thinking about it, Eighth Sister Zhan suddenly realized, slapped her thigh, cried, rushed in, hugged Chen Mo and said, "Mo'er." No, ~ How can you do physical cultivation as a woman! ”
I think that although she Zhan Eighth Sister doesn't have much knowledge, she also knows this body cultivation! Let's take Wang Mangzi, who is further behind her on the mountain, for example! He just walked the path of physical cultivation, and his physique could be compared to that of a calf. If her apprentice grows like that in the future, will she marry her?
"Eighth sister, you get up and speak first"
Chen Mo sighed and helped Sister Zhan who fell at her feet to her feet.
"Mo'er, this road is really impossible! It doesn't matter if a girl's family doesn't cultivate, if she cultivates her body, how can she find her husband's family! ”
Chen Mo looked at Eighth Sister Zhan, who persuaded her bitterly, and only asked lightly, "Eighth Sister, I'll ask you"
"What?"
"If you were to give up your cultivation now and go back to find someone to marry, would you be willing?"
"Impossible! I, Eighth Sister Zhan, never thought of relying on men to live since I set foot on this road! ”
After Zhan Bajie said this emotionally, she turned her head to look at Chen Mo and felt weird for a while.
"Mo'er. Eighth sister, I was heartbroken by the killing of a thousand knives. I am dead to this love, love, and love, how can you still see through the world at a young age? ”
Chen Mo smiled and shook her head, she had an old face for decades in her life, but she didn't pretend to be tender every day, and she had a Lori face for more than a hundred years. But he looks old-fashioned all the time.
"Eighth sister. Ruolun is counted by the age. I'm ten years older than the old Taoist priest on the mountain."
Chen Mo said this sentence with a bad heart, and without waiting for Eighth Sister Zhan to react, she got into the quilt, and after a while, she was already breathing evenly and falling asleep.
Eighth Sister Zhan was stunned for a while and looked at Chen Mo on the bed. Reaching out to help her press the quilt well, he nodded her moving little nose and smiled, "It's not like it's just a child!" I also lied to the eighth sister that my head came up."
Chen Mo didn't show up once in Sister Zhan's place, but Chen Mo ran from her hill to his hill every time she practiced running, and picked the beautiful flowers when she saw them along the way, and ran back when she got there at the door. In the end, almost everyone in the Wuling Mountain Range knew that there was a little girl who was pursuing the Taoist priest on the Wuling Mountain. There is also the boring person who waits on the road every time just to tease Chen Mo.
"Hey! Little sister, what's so good about the old Taoist priest on the mountain, you might as well follow me back! ”
Chen Mo ignored the people and continued to run forward.
"Hey, I heard that you worshipped Eighth Sister Zhan as a teacher, I see that you are full of aura, and your qualifications must be good, come back with me!"
Chen Mo walked over to pick a wild thorn flower beside him, turned around and continued to run forward.
Chen Mo came to the thatched house, put the flowers in his hand in front of the door, turned around and ran down the mountain without saying a word. The door behind him didn't open, as if there was really no one.
When I returned to Sister Zhan's place, it was lunch time, and seeing Chen Mo running back sweaty, Sister Zhan hurriedly wiped her sweat with a towel, saying don't catch a cold.
Chen Mo looked at Eighth Sister Zhan after being busy, and finally understood why Chen Qi chose her.
In fact, he just deliberately found a wet nurse for her!
"Auntie, I'm going to eat too"
When Chen Mo was holding a meatball and preparing to stuff it into his mouth, a little turtle didn't know when to climb onto Chen Mo's knee and drooled at the meatball in Chen Mo's hand.
Eighth Sister Zhan was startled when she looked at the little turtle that suddenly appeared, pointed at the little turtle and said, "Demon ...... Goblin...... Demon ......"
Chen Mo fed the meatballs in his hand to the little turtle, stretched out his chopsticks to reach the braised pork on the table, and said lightly.
"Eighth sister, calm down, you are a monk"
When she mentioned it, Eighth Sister Zhan remembered that she was a foundation building monk, so she couldn't lose face in front of a demon.
After clearing her throat, Eighth Sister Zhan pretended to be calm and said, "Haha! Eighth sister teases you! I'm a monk, how can I be afraid of demons! Hahaha......"
After finally calming down, Eighth Sister Zhan reached out and poked the little turtle on the table who was too full and was sleeping with her stomach turned, and asked curiously, "Mo'er, is this your pet?" ”
Chen Mo stretched out his hand and scratched the shell of the little turtle, and said without any burden, "No, I'm its aunt"
Seeing Eighth Sister Zhan's curious look, Chen Mo hugged the little turtle into her arms, but she didn't want to talk about it. It's not sad to say, but it's always a little heart-wrenching.
She could admit that she was the little tortoise's aunt without any burden, but she didn't want to tell anyone that some of the bones in her body were made from the shell of the old tortoise. At the beginning, the old turtle rolled on the ground and had to force Chen Mo to admit that she was her father.
Hehe! Recognize a king as a father? How can it be!!! After Chen Mo beat the old turtle, the old turtle didn't dare to mention it again, but she didn't object to the little turtle calling her aunt, after all, she did owe the old turtle a favor.
What kind of story should I make up to fool around? Chen Mo touched the little turtle in his arms, his eyes lowered, and he looked sad.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay not to say it, I'm just a little curious"
Seeing that she seemed to have touched Chen Mo's sad past, Zhan Bajie hurriedly waved her hand guiltily.
As soon as Chen Mo heard her say this, he hurriedly got up, bent over her, and said, "Then since this is the case, Eighth Sister, I will go to cultivate first."
"Am I being deceived?"
Looking at the little figure holding the little turtle that quickly disappeared in front of her, Eighth Sister Zhan muttered to herself.
Next, from only serving one child every day to serving one child, plus two turtles, Sister Zhan finally realized that she had been trapped!!
She was forcibly treated as a mother!! (To be continued.) )