Mingbeilin slowly drank a cup of tea and looked at me: "You can't look at the surface of everything. ”

"Then, if that's the case, Divine Monarch, we should inform Pavilion Chief Shi to find out the "murderer", and end this matter quickly, so that we can leave here. "I'm deeply afraid that the Shengjing Funeral Institute will continue to hunt us down.

"Although he was not split in half that day, but an arm was broken, even if he did not die, it would take time to recover, and we could be pure for a while." As he spoke, he poured me another cup of tea and motioned for me to sit down and drink with him.

When I sat down, I didn't want to drink tea, but I was very curious.

I am curious about whether the "murderer" who killed the ladies of the He family is a human or a demon.

"Shenjun, is the murderer a human or a demon?" I looked at him and was fascinated.

Beilin lowered his eyes, his slender fingers, and put the cup down.

"It must not be a person, it's just that in Hefu, the fragrance of Buddha is extremely strong, and ordinary demons and evil spirits must not dare to hide in it." Beilin said something that made me even more worried.

"Shouldn't you meet the big demon again?" I was a little scared.

Beilin is now injured, if he really encounters a big demon, he must have a big battle again.

"No, Shenjun, these silver tickets and jade pendants will be returned to the stone pavilion chief, and we will not interfere in this matter." I said, and took out all the silver and jade pendants that Stygian Beilin gave me.

He immediately pressed my hand, and raised his deep, dark eyes to stare at me.

"Are you worried about me?" He asked softly.

I looked at him, frowning tightly: "In the future, we will only take on small jobs, we can't afford to provoke this kind of big demon." ”

"Don't worry, I've got my own measure." With that, he brushed his sleeves and reattached the skin to the bronze mirror on the wooden table at the head of the bed.

I also picked up my own dough and pasted it, and after seeing that I had pasted it, I pushed the door out.

He was going downstairs to talk to Shi Songliang, while I was worried and went to the next room to see the children.

The next room is lively, Hongtu's breakfast has been spliced seamlessly with lunch, floating and hugging Xuanling, sitting opposite the meal with Mei'er, watching Hongtu eat.

Their expressions were all the same, dumbfounded.

"Xiyan, he won't be strung to death, right? I've been eating non-stop for three hours. When he saw me coming in, he hurriedly said to me.

I looked at the dishes on the table that were about to be emptied, and then at Hongtu's belly, which was bulging as if it was about to burst.

The belly of someone else's October pregnancy should be like this.

"Hongtu, that's enough, don't eat it." I haven't raised gluttony, how to feed it, I don't know, but I just look at his belly bulging so big, and I'm a little worried, I'm afraid that he will hurt himself.

When Hongtu is eating, where can he listen to what others say.

"If you eat again, I'll go and invite the Divine Monarch over!" As I spoke, I walked to Hongtu's side.

When he heard me say this, he quickly "poured" the last dishes into his mouth, then touched his round belly and sat down on a wooden chair.

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the wooden chair cracked and broke almost instantly, and Hongtu was smashed and squatted.

"Uh, hh, h!"

fell to the ground, Hongtu didn't feel pain, just a vigorous hiccups.

I looked at him helplessly, pulled him up from the ground with great difficulty, patted him on the clothes, and motioned for him to sit on the bed on one side.

Hongtu sucked his fingers, and the expression was still unfinished.

I immediately asked the men to come up and remove the empty dishes.

"Sunset, picture, eat." Hongtu watched the two guys come to remove the dishes and chopsticks, and shouted for food.

Those two guys also looked at Hongtu with the eyes of "monsters".

After taking my things away, I closed the door.

"Hongtu, look at your stomach, isn't it uncomfortable?" I reached out and stroked it on his stomach.

"Picture eat, picture eat!" He still shouted this sentence from his mouth.

I simply sat beside him, knowing it with reason, moving with emotion, and persuading for a long time, but it was useless, until Ming Beilin went upstairs, Hongtu sat up straight, should be worried about being scolded by Ming Beilin.

Seeing him like a frightened bird, I can't bear to sue him.

"Tonight, eat copper pot." Shen Beilin actually opened his mouth to say such a sentence.

I immediately shook my head at the Stygian North, and then quietly pointed to Hongtu's stomach.

"Copper pot?" Hongtu blinked his dark eyes and looked at the North Lin.

He has never eaten a copper pot, in fact, the copper pot that Ming Beilin said is an antique soup, which can be eaten in a pot with a lot of vegetables and meat.

"Eat the copper pot, eat the copper pot!" But as long as it's food, no matter what, Hongtu feels happy.

"Figure, eat, a lot, a lot!" Hongtu raised his hand and gestured.

And Beilin actually nodded very cooperatively.

I looked at Ming Beilin's smiling expression, and I didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd.

Xuan Ling struggled to get off the ground in Fuyou's arms, and when Fuyou put him down, he staggered and ran in the direction of me and Beilin.

Beilin leaned down and picked up Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling pointed at Ming Beilin and shouted, "Uncle, uncle." ”

"Who is she?" Stygian pointed at me.

Xuan Ling's little mouth opened, and a few little white teeth were exposed: "Auntie! ”

"Ling'er is so good." I touched Xuan Ling's head and took off the little clothes that were drying on the stove.

Ni Dress, I made a lot of small clothes, hats, and shoes for Xuan Ling, and I changed them for Xuan Ling.

On this, there is the smell of his mother's mother.

Xuan Ling put on his clothes and hat, Ni Sheng thought thoughtfully, as soon as he put on this tiger head hat, it completely blocked Xuan Ling's hair, as long as he didn't look at his eyes, he felt that he was the same as an ordinary child.

Xuan Ling liked this outfit very much, and after wearing it, he began to lie on his stomach in the house, and also pulled the corner of Ming Beilin's clothes and asked him to take him to the corridor in circles.

When he was tired of playing, he raised his little hand again and asked Ming Beilin to come back with him.

He can already walk, but he cherishes his little legs and is easily reluctant to go to the ground.

Ming Beilin is very fond of him, holding and coaxing, and is very patient.

In the past, it was hard to imagine what Ming Beilin would be like if he became someone else's father, but now seeing him so fond of Xuan Ling, he suddenly felt that he should be a good father in the future.

"Lord Kunshen, you actually like children so much, and you don't feel bored with playing with them for an hour?" Floating looked at the North Lin, and seemed to be surprised.

When Beilin heard Fuyou say this, he actually looked at me, and then said: "This Shenjun, I like children, I like it as much as I like." ”

His eyes were burning, but his tone was surprisingly gentle, so I listened to it, but I was a little embarrassed, pretended to be thirsty, and poured myself a cup of tea.