Night, late at night, everyone slept. But Xiao Roubao couldn't sleep, because her seven gourd baby brothers have the ability, but she seems to know how to eat and eat, and what interests Xiao Roubao the most is the purple gold gourd of the seventh baby brother.

"What kind of treasure is that purple gold gourd!" The little meat bun muttered to himself.

Curiosity drives the heart of the little meat bun, and she wants to explore the mystery of the purple gourd.

The room of the little meat bun is separate from the room of the other seven gourd babies, and there is a lobby in the gourd villa, where Ling Xiao Dao and the seven brothers of the gourd and the little meat bun eat in the lobby. There are many, many small rooms where the Seven Brothers of the Gourd and the Little Meat Bun sleep, and the Lingxiao Daoist sleeps in the outermost room of the Gourd Villa.

There are often people who covet the mystery of Gourd Villa. Therefore, there are many sneak attacks at night, but as soon as Ling Xiao Dao people sleep at the door of Hulu Villa, they can play a role in early warning.

"Whoa, whoa!" The rooster's crowing awakens the sleeping bugs of Gourd Villa.

Lingxiao Daoist had already gone to the top of the mountain to cultivate.

The first to wake up are the eldest baby, the fourth baby, and the fifth baby, and they wake up first almost every day. They are responsible for boiling water for cooking and eating, the eldest baby is responsible for performing one-handed chopping wood, the fourth baby is responsible for performing firewood, and the fifth baby is responsible for performing steamed rice.

The second, third, and sixth babies also woke up one after another, and they were woken up by the smell of food.

The first thing Erwa did was to look at the Quartet to see if there were any people who coveted the Gourd Villa, Liuwa also used his unique stealth technique to patrol around, Sanwa was working hard to cultivate his copper-headed iron arm, and the six gourd baby brothers were working very hard. Only Qiwa is still sleeping, and there are small meat buns that follow him to sleep.

"Get up! Brother Seven Babies! ”

"Get up! Small meat buns! ”

The six gourd babies called the seven babies to wake up, while the Lingxiao Daoist called the little meat bun to get up.

The two of them are the youngest among these brothers, especially the little meat bun has no ability of their own, and Qiwa also has a purple gold gourd.

Xiao Roubao rubbed his little eyes, and a bowl of millet porridge with the fragrance of green vegetables was brought to Xiao Roubao.

Ling Xiao Daoren was beside her, looking at her.

The little meat bun was very touched, she had never enjoyed such treatment. She said excitedly: "Grandpa, grandpa, you are so good to me. "My eyes were already half red, and tears were rolling in my eyes.

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled: "Do you know why I brought you home? ”

Little Meat Bun cried: "Grandpa, I don't know. ”

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled: "Because you have aura, and you are sensible and kind." ”

Little Meat Bao cried: "I'm sorry, I know it's lazy to eat, and I let my brothers take care of me." ”

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled: "It's okay, little meat bun." We know you don't want this. Look, do you want to be like your seven gourd baby brothers? ”

The little meat bun quickly turned from crying to laughing: "Okay, okay." So what do I do? ”

Ling Xiao said, "When you finish drinking this bowl of porridge, I'll take you to the top of the mountain to cultivate well." ”

Little Meat Bun said, "Is the top of the mountain so high?" As he spoke, he posed as he posed very tall.

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled: "It doesn't matter, no matter how high the top of the mountain is, we can climb it." ”

Little Meat Bun smiled: "Okay, okay." ”

The top of the mountain is indeed a little higher, but the Lingxiao Dao people have to go to the top of the mountain every day to cultivate.

Sometimes I went early in the morning, sometimes several times a day.

At noon, the gourd babies prepared lunch, but Ling Xiao Daoist took the hand of the little meat bun and said, "Today you will eat here by yourself, and I will take the little meat bun to the top of the mountain to cultivate." ”

Dawa said: "Grandpa, don't, now that the sun is blazing, it's okay to go in the morning or at night." ”

Erwa said: "Grandpa, you better go after lunch." ”

Ling Xiao Daoist said: "No, the sunshine at noon is the most sufficient, if we can absorb more yang essence at noon, it can greatly improve our cultivation!" ”

Sanwa said: "What Grandpa said makes sense, let's practice at noon in the future." ”

Ling Xiao Daoist said, "No, you have all cultivated, who will cook for your younger brother?" ”

Everyone looked at the youngest Qiwa, who only relied on the purple gold gourd, and didn't have much ability.

Da Wa said: "Then let Qiwa and Xiao Roubao practice together." ”

Ling Xiao Daoren said in a deep voice: "No, he is too young, let's talk about it when the time comes." ”

Dawa said in a deep voice: "Okay." ”

Ling Xiao said: "When I'm not at home, you have to take a good look at your home." Don't let the bad guys in. ”

All the gourd babies said in unison: "Grandpa, don't worry." ”

The little meat bag held Grandpa's hand, the road up the mountain was bumpy, and it was easy to fall if you didn't hold your hand.

The little meat bun bravely let go of his grandfather's hand and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, I can do it." ”

Ling Xiao Daoist secretly said: This can be regarded as a kind of cultivation, let her be independent.

Ling Xiao Daoren smiled: "Okay, you can climb a section of the hill by yourself first." ”

The little meat bag grabbed a rock, stepped on a weed, and struggled to climb up.

Suddenly, his feet slipped, and his arm was cut by a stone, and shallow blood flowed. It hurts, it hurts, the little meat bun hurts so much that I want to cry.

Ling Xiao Daoren exclaimed: "Little meat bun! You're alright, I'll help you. ”

Little Meat Bun shouted, "Grandpa, I'm fine." You don't come to help me, I'll do it myself. ”

Get up from where you fall.

The little meat bun climbed the journey to the top of the mountain again.

But Ling Xiao Daoren discovered a secret, the injury on Xiao Roubao's arm was healed quickly, and the skin was slowly repaired.

Ling Xiao Daoist secretly wondered: The little meat bun still has such a ability, it's really amazing!

After a lot of hardship, I finally climbed to the top of the mountain. The sun shone directly on the face of the little meat bun, and the little meat bun's body began to glow again.

Ling Xiao Dao people were on the way to climb the mountain, but they hadn't come up yet.

Little Meat Bun shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm so hot, come and save me." ”

Ling Xiao Daoist heard the sound of the small meat bun and walked straight to the top of the mountain.

I saw the glowing little meat bun again, and I vaguely remember that the little meat bun was also glowing that night.

Ling Xiao Daoren hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you, little meat bun?" ”

Little Meat Bun shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm so hot, I don't know what to do?" ”

Ling Xiao Daoren hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'll help you." ”

Ling Xiao Daoist was about to hold the hand holding the small meat bun, but as soon as he touched the small meat bun, he felt like he had touched a fireball of high temperature, which burned Ling Xiao Daoist's hand. At the same time, the body of the little meat bun no longer shines and heats.

The little meat bun danced happily.

"Thank you grandpa, I'm not hot anymore. Grandpa was awesome! ”

Grandpa hid his injured hand behind his back and said with a smile: "Little meat bun, let's start cultivating." Come and do it with grandpa. ”

From then on, Xiao Roubao practiced with his grandfather almost every day, until that day something happened that made Xiao Roubao unforgettable.