The white-haired old man looked at Dabao with a cold look on his face, and he really didn't understand where a child got the courage to do such a thing to a Heavenly Realm Venerable?

However, now is not the time to think about the answer, the white-haired old man can clearly realize that Dabao is serious, if he doesn't pick the fruit, he will let Sheng Luan throw himself into the abyss.

If in the past, let alone the abyss, even the Nine Dragons Abyss, he also had the courage to break through, but hasn't his skills recovered yet? Heroes don't suffer immediate losses!

Although picking fruit is also dangerous, if you are careful, the chances of survival are still greater than falling into the abyss.

"Ahem." The white-haired old man cleared his throat, "How many do you want to eat?" ”

Unexpectedly, Dabao did not immediately ask Sheng Luan to take the white-haired old man back, but continued to write: I will give you another chance to reorganize the language.

The white-haired old man was stunned, wasn't his answer wrong? Are you not going to let me go and pick fruit for you? I asked you how many you would eat, but was that not sincere enough?

Wait, what did you just say?

"You're so fat and still eat!"

The white-haired old man had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said with a smile: "I said that I am so fat, how can I still eat?" You're not fat, you're cute to the point of swelling! ”

Yan Xiaosi sobbed and choked, but finally stopped crying.

It turned out that he didn't let himself pick the fruit, but just let himself say a few words of compliment, the white-haired old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but who knew that in the next second, Dabao wrote again: One hundred.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a while before he realized that Dabao was answering his own question, is it necessary to jump so much? I almost couldn't pick it up!

Also, what's the deal with a hundred?

Do you want to pick it yourself until dawn?

There was no room for bargaining, and Dabao asked Sheng Luan to throw the white-haired old man into the garden.

This time, Dabao was relieved to let him go alone, and did not ask Shengluan to supervise him.

The reason why he suddenly became relieved was not because Dabao had made a mistake with inconsistent logic, but because the entire orchard was shrouded in a huge black mist, and the empty grassland where they were located was the only "pure land", which could also be called the only exit, as long as the white-haired old man still wanted to live well, he would definitely pick the fruit and return to this clearing as soon as possible.

Sheng Luan stayed in the clearing to protect a few of them.

The white-haired old man naturally guessed Dabao's plan, and he couldn't help but wonder, this child's decision changed several times, and each time he weighed the stakes to the extreme, in the cave, this child knew that letting Sheng Luan take him to test the way back was the best strategy; When looking for food, the child understands that bringing everyone with him is the best strategy. Picking fruits now, of course, it is the best strategy to take risks alone, after all, you can't help but go back to the open space, and if you accidentally startle the snake, the Shengluan outside can immediately take the four of them away.

The white-haired old man began to wonder, what kind of father and mother can give birth to such a perverted child?

That's right, his definition of Dabao has changed from smart to eccentric and perverted.

Fortunately, there are a lot of fruits in this orchard, and he has picked many of them without going inside, and he doesn't know what these fruits are, he has never seen them in his life, each one is about the size of a goose egg, red and red, and the skin is soft, and it is heavy in his hand, as if it is very watery.

He picked it haphazardly, wrapped it around his hem, and returned to the clearing with a hasty look, and poured the fruit to the ground with a clatter.

Dabao glanced at it lightly, and wrote: There are still seven left.

The white-haired old man immediately: "......!! ”

You've counted seven left!

The white-haired old man didn't believe in evil, and counted them one by one, numb! Ninety-three!

So you say a hundred, it's really a hundred in the literal sense, a four-year-old child, is it really good to be accurate to this extent?

I thought I had picked more than a hundred, which was more than enough!

"Oh, that's seven...... Ahh

Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, he was slapped back to the courtyard by Shengluan's wings.

Shengluan is blocked on the side, and there is a posture that you won't let out if you don't finish picking this big bird.

The white-haired old man was bitter in his heart, but the white-haired old man didn't say anything.

He honestly picked seven, in fact, he could have picked more, but somehow he was always worried that he picked the wrong number, and the boy gave him another moth!

When the white-haired old man put the last seven red fruits in front of Dabao, Dabao hummed with satisfaction.

Dabao gave the white-haired old man a red fruit.

The white-haired old man smiled: "I still know that honoring my elders can save me." ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and ate the red fruit, the skin of which was thick and astringent, but the slurry inside was very sweet, milky-white, like a stone stalactite, and the taste was somewhat similar to melted buttermilk.

When Dabao saw that he had finished eating, he wrote to his two younger brothers: It's not poisonous, you can eat it too.

The white-haired old man choked immediately.

It's been a long time, why are you testing me for drugs!!

When he ate the peel, he frowned, and the three little eggs saw it, so the three little eggs decisively threw away the peel and only drank the slurry inside, for them, it tasted very similar to goat's milk, only sweeter and thicker.

Yan Xiaosi looked at the milky white slurry, and instantly became greedy: "Woo wow woo wow!" ”

Dabao took a few fruits, squeezed the slurry into the bottle, and gave it to Yan Xiaosi to drink.

Yan Xiaosi knew that this was not milk, so she didn't make a noise to let Dabao milk her, sat on the ground, and obediently held the bottle and drank it.

"Goo~" Shengluan looked at these fruits, and seemed to be a little greedy.

And the great treasure took twenty fruits and gave them them.

Sheng Luan pushed the twenty fruits back to Da Bao again, and Sheng Luan touched the shriveled peel of the fruit they had eaten with his beak.

Dabao thought about it, picked up a peel, took out the core of the fruit after opening it, and asked it with his eyes, do you want to eat this?

Sheng Luan flapped its wings excitedly, and then it took several steps back, distanced itself from Dabao, and opened its large beak.

Dabao probably understood what it meant, and threw the kernel into the sky, Shengluan raised his head to catch it, swallowed the kernel, and the next second, it spit out a flame.

Everyone was stunned!

Big Bird ...... How can it breathe fire?

Sheng Luan seemed to be pleased with the sensation he had caused, or perhaps happy with the fire itself, so he took another peel and handed it to Dabao, and continued to take a few steps back, waiting for Dabao to come and feed him.

Dabao fed it another one.

When it ate it, it erupted in flames.

"Woo whoa, whoa!" Yan Xiaosi stopped drinking the syrup, clapped his hands and shouted excitedly.

Dabao looked at Shengluan with a confused expression, so it was not hungry, it just wanted to breathe fire and play?

The child's focus is always a little childlike, but the white-haired old man is different, what kind of fruit is this, and eating the kernel can still make Shengluan breathe fire? Can he squirt?

He decisively pulled out his own fruit pit, which was about the same size as an ordinary peach pit, and it was a bit difficult to eat it, but if he could breathe fire, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try?

The white-haired old man decisively swallowed the kernel, and he was going to breathe fire!

As a result, I don't know if I breathe fire or not, he was directly choked and put out!

Dabao and Shengluan played three times and then stopped, the mother said, fire is the most powerful weapon in nature, when encountering invincible beasts, holding fire can make them fearful, even so, then these kernels are still left in the critical moment to use it.

Sheng Luan was a little unsatisfied, but Dabao told it that these kernels belonged to him, and he would only give him a bird to play with in the future, and he was happy again.

The four brothers and sisters ate a total of twenty fruits, and after removing the three pits that had been fed, there were seventeen left.

Dabao poured out the books in his two younger brothers' school bags and filled the rest of the fruit into them.

The kernel was small and put it in the pocket on Yan Xiaosi's clothes.

After watching the fire three times, Yan Xiaosi was able to establish some kind of connection between the core and the fire, she patted the little pocket, and was very satisfied with Dabao's decision!

Xiaobao looked at the messy homework book in the wind, pouted and said, "Don't you want the homework I just wrote?" ”

Erbao nodded seriously: "Yes, what if the master asks?" ”

Dabao glanced at his two younger brothers, picked up the blank homework on the ground and flipped it open, did you really write?

Xiaobao, who never writes homework: "......"

Two treasures of fishing in troubled waters: "......"

The wind blew, and the thick fog spread so violently that it enveloped the whole world in an instant, and they could not discern the direction, so they had to rest in place for a while, and wait for the dawn to speak.

The white-haired old man choked on the kernel and fainted.

Shengluan lay on the ground, the three little eggs snuggled in Shengluan's arms, Yan Xiaosi snuggled in Dabao's arms, and Shengluan protected them with his wings.

"Dabao, I miss my mother."

"I want to, and I want Daddy."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Dabao touched the heads of his younger siblings.

"Sleep, I'll take you home."

Xiaobao was in a daze and muttered: "Dabao...... Are you talking......"

The night was quiet, and everyone's mouths were breathing evenly.

However, at this moment, a black and faint vine grew out of the ground, like a ghost's claw, silently entangled Yan Xiaosi's ankle.

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