It was another gloomy morning, Yuan Buzheng raised her eyes and swept to her own room, a little incredulous, she actually woke up in her own room again?

What about sleepwalking?

What about sleepwalking every night?

Because of the arrival of her father Yuan Hongtian, has she disappeared?

Yuan Buzheng frowned slightly, curled up on one leg, and rested his arms on his knees, pondering why this was happening?

"Wangcai, what do you say?" Yuan Buzheng's eyes fell on Wangcai, who was lying on the side of the bed at this time, and was lying on the side of the bed to take a nap, wanting to seek a reasonable answer.

The Great White Fox Wangcai jerked up its big furry head and looked at its host with a pair of eyes.

How does this answer it?

[Sister Fairy, your sleepwalking may be cured. Wangcai casually panicked, for the sake of its in-laws' master, it could sacrifice too much.

Master, you have to do a full set of things, and because of the arrival of your future father-in-law, you will not completely carry out the lies you told before?

It's not good!

"Dog thing, are you serious?" Yuan Buzheng looked at a certain big white fox with gloomy eyes, reached out to lift the quilt, and stretched out one leg.

[Sister Fairy, people are not dogs now, they are white foxes. 】

Yuan Buzheng looked at her family Wangcai seriously, as if he had just found out that it was not a dog? Said slowly: "Deliberately turned into a white fox, what, do you want to find a reward?" ”

【！！！ It's just interest, interest!

[Sister Fairy, I didn't want to repay the favor. 】

"And what do you want?" Yuan does not fight and raises eyebrows.

【…… Don't want to do anything? Wangcai doesn't understand, what does its host want to do?

"I see, you want to be locked up in a small black room."

【！！！ 】

[Sister Fairy, I don't have it, what's wrong with me? ] Wangcai couldn't believe that its fairy sister was going to lock it up in a small black house if she didn't agree with her!

This has never been done before.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Buzheng got off the bed, put on his shoes, and looked at a certain Wang condescendingly.

"I'm sleepwalking, is it true?"

Dog things, all day long know how to lie!

Who the hell is your master?!

【......】Did its fairy sister still find out?

[Sister Fairy, since you know everything, why are you still asking me? ] 】

Yuan Bu Zheng: !!

Is it still wronged?

"What the hell is going on?"

[That's it, after you fell asleep, your little angel quietly entered the fairy sister's room and took you away. 】

Sister Fairy, after you fell asleep, did you really feel no at all?

Wangcai didn't believe it in his heart, he always felt that the fairy sister was pretending to be asleep.

"......" her little angel is really great!

"Zheng'er, are you awake?" On time, on time, a certain old father who opened his mouth to call people stood in front of the door of Yuan Buzheng's room and confirmed that his daughter was in the room.

Regarding the rapid rise of Yuan Buzheng's cultivation, Yuan Hongtian understood it, and at the same time, he guarded her from using her cultivation indiscriminately and secretly went to find Fan Mo.

The reason why he stayed was to prevent his daughter and Fan Mohao from becoming a stumbling block in their way.

He has to do a good job as a stumbling block, and do a great job.

"I'm up."

Hearing the voice, Yuan Buzheng, who had sorted out his clothes, came out of the room and looked at Yuan Hongtian's inquiring gaze, which was natural and generous.

I really don't know what her father is guarding against?

If she really wanted to do something, could he have prevented it?

"Eat, make your favorite shredded porridge for Father."

"Shredded pork porridge?" Yuan Buzheng glanced at the porridge dishes on the stone table on the side, and then looked at Yuan Hongtian.

"Father, is this shredded porridge really made by you?" She bluntly said what was in her heart.

This shredded pork porridge and sauce radish are obviously made by Fan Mo.

Although she hadn't eaten it yet, she could still tell it based on her appearance and the fragrance wafting in the air.

Neither the eyes nor the nose are blind.

When Yuan Hongtian heard this, the expression on his face froze, "Hehe...... Zheng'er's eyesight is really good. ”

"It's not good, it's eating it often, remembering what it tastes like."

“！！！” That stinky boy of Fan Mo has really worked hard! Yuan Hongtian grinned in his heart, but he still had to keep smiling on his face.

It's hard!

"Zheng'er, what are you going to do after eating in a while?" Be with you for the Father! Yuan Hongtian looked at Yuan Buzheng expectantly.

"Father, after eating in a while, I'm going to go down the mountain with Van Mo."

"Down the mountain?"

"What are you two doing down the mountain?"

"Fan Yiming, did that old bald donkey arrange for you to go down the mountain? Why don't I know? Yuan Hongtian stabilized after a series of questions, and the expression on his face was already dark.

"Go down the mountain and practice."

Master, he told them secretly.

"I'm going with me too!" How dangerous is that? How can you let Zheng'er go with that stinky boy from Fan Mo?!

"Okay." Yuan Buzheng responded in one bite.

……

An hour later, Yuan Buzheng and Fan Mo stepped out of the gate of the Shingon Sect and went down the mountain to practice, but they did not see Yuan Hongtian following.

"Fan Mo, what did Master do to my father?"

"Master seems to have used incense."

“！！！” Yuan Bu pursed her lips, feeling that her master would pay a great price after this comical operation.

"Don't worry, Master knows it." Although Fan Mo also thought that Fan Yiming would be unlucky, he firmly believed that Fan Yiming would have a back hand.

Fan Yiming: I don't have a backhand!

He did it with the determination to die.

Misty incense, that's a great thing!

Therefore, Yuan Buzheng and Fan Mo left Shingon Sect with the front foot, and their master Fan Yiming also left Shingon Sect with the back foot.

After using such an amazing thing, he had to go!

Otherwise, you will die a miserable death.

Two hours later, Shingon Buddhism.

"Fan Yiming—"

"You old bald donkey, old immortal! Let me catch you, and you'll die!! ”

Yuan Hongtian's angry voice resounded throughout the Shingon Sect, and the mountain gate shook three times.

……

Three days later, in the town of Yuli, in the remote mountainous area.

"Why are we here?" Yuan Buzheng looked at the remote and desolate area in front of him, and wanted to turn around and leave.

There are so many choices, why choose such a place?

If you go down the mountain to practice, you should go to a place with a lot of people!

Experience and experience, there are more people to experience!

"Because my father-in-law would never have imagined that we would come back here." Fan Mo pinched the fingers of Yuan Buzheng who was holding, and his eyes were affectionate.

"......" Yuan Buzheng glanced at the town in front of him again, remote and depressed, and he couldn't see anyone for most of the day?

It's really hard to find this kind of place.

Buzheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Well, she accepts this explanation from her little angel.

"But what are we going to do here?"

Being a passerby?

"Strife, shall we live here?"

“！！！” Yuan Buzheng couldn't believe what his ears were hearing.

Desolate!

Remote!

No one!

What to eat??

What to drink?