"Fox fox, why do you want to learn the dog squatting posture?"

Zhao Yuan squatted in front of the cage where the white fox was imprisoned, and poked the snow-white and beautiful fox inside with a small wooden sword.

The white fox sits obediently in the cage and sticks out its tongue, like a loyal pet puppy. After being poked in the belly by Zhao Yuan's little wooden sword, his body shook, and tears were about to come out.

"Alas, my little ancestor, please don't poke me, don't you know how lethal the little sword in your hand is to our monsters? Is it easy for me to pretend to be a dog and sell me? ”

The white fox was really afraid of the little sword, and when it touched his body, the white fox felt a terrifying aura.

Seeing that the white fox didn't react, Zhao Yuan tilted his head and turned his head to look at the old man with white beard: "Grandpa Peng, is it really a fox?" Why is it so much like a dog? ”

Old man Peng was drawing talismans on the side, and when he heard Zhao Yuan's words, he immediately raised his head with a smile: "Because the fox has no backbone, he will learn the puppy." ”

Since the last time a few demons almost escaped, the Heavenly Master Bureau has not been able to investigate any strange places, and those few things have been silent, just in case, the idle old man Peng took the initiative to apply to come to the dungeon and personally take care of the things here.

It was precisely because he was here that after Miao Qingzhi was called away because of the mission, Zhao Yuan could still stay here to watch the fox.

Hearing Grandpa Peng's words, Zhao Yuan let out an "oh", and then continued to look at this white fox with smooth hair and good looks, and never got tired of looking at it.

"Fox squat, dog squat, fox squat, dog squat." Zhao Yuan seemed to have found a certain rhythm, clapped his palms, shook his head and sang, his voice was cheerful and lively.

The white fox forgot the threat of the little wooden sword, stared straight at the cute little girl, and couldn't help but move.

Wow, it's the first time I've seen such a cute creature, and my heart is about to melt.

"Grandpa Peng, can I play with the fox?" Zhao Yuan looked at Old Man Peng again and asked.

Old man Peng pretended to glare: "No, the fox is very dangerous." ”

"Oh!" Zhao Yuan held a small wooden sword with a low expression and knocked the cage one by one.

Seeing this, Old Man Peng only thought it was funny, the little girl still had a little temper.

The black cat squatting with the same dog sees the behavior and expression of the little master in his eyes, like an overturned vinegar jar, and his heart is full of sourness.

It glared at the white fox, and its eyes flashed with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Dead fox, dare to compete with my cat fairy for favor!

The white fox found the black cat's gaze and was a little embarrassed. It was recognized just now, and this is the "mastermind" behind the last time it was secretly released. At the time, I thought it was a big boss-level character, but who knew that it was a black cat who only relied on his face to eat soft rice.

Zhao Yuan was scratching his head when the cell door suddenly opened.

Zhao Jing walked in from outside, still carrying a folder in his hand.

"Daddy!" Zhao Yuan stood up, ran to his side, and hugged his thighs.

"How's it going, are you happy?" Zhao Jing touched her little head.

"Happy, but Grandpa Peng won't let me play with the fox, Dad, you can help me tell Grandpa Peng if it's okay." The little mouth said happily, but the look on his face was full of coquettishness.

"Playing with a fox will make you stupid, and if you want to be a playful stupid child or be a smart child."

Zhao Yuan scratched his head in distress again: "Why do I have to face such a difficult choice at my age." ”

The fox spat out: "Playing with me will make you stupid, what kind of crooked reasoning are you." ”

Zhao Jing walked over: "Old man, your surname is Peng?" ”

Old man Peng put down his pen and raised his head slightly: "Don't you know how to respect the elderly?" ”

"Well, I was just repaired by an old man who doesn't love children, and I have a shadow on the elderly."

“……”

God has a shadow on the elder, and Old Man Peng's face darkened.

"Don't laugh, Old Man Peng, thank you for helping me watch my daughter. I'm leaving! Zhao Jing said with a smile, then picked up Zhao Yuan, ready to turn around and go out.

"Wait," Old Man Peng hurriedly stopped Zhao Jing, "Boy, help me look at this talisman, I've been drawing it for so long, and I haven't been able to get the trick in it." ”

Zhao Jing glanced at him, walked to Old Man Peng's side, and glanced at the talisman on the table. This look can shock Zhao Jing.

Jiang is still old and spicy, he just mentioned him the real drawing method of the soul suppression talisman before, and now Old Man Peng can basically restore the original soul suppression talisman back.

He groaned for a moment, tapped some cinnabar ink with his finger, put it between his nose and smelled it, and then said, "No problem! Isn't your talisman much better than the previous ones? ”

Old man Peng shook his head: "It's much better, but the energy it takes to draw a picture is not ordinarily large." What's more, when I saw you subduing a few powerful ghosts that day, the effect of the talisman you used was simply amazing. It's good to be able to seal one of mine. ”

The effect of the talisman of the Heavenly Master Bureau is poor, and to deal with or seal demons and ghosts, it is basically to win by quantity, and Old Man Peng can draw a talisman that can seal the powerful ghost, which is already very remarkable.

When Zhao Jing heard this, he touched his chin: "This is different." I can't even draw a talisman with that effect, it relies on the bonus of my mana. Moreover, it was a complete accident that it was able to have that level that time. ”

At that time, his talisman had to be cast in the golden body state to achieve that effect.

From the concept in Old Man Peng's words, Zhao Jing can know that there is no artificially enlightened anti-heaven technique in this world. Usually, the so-called enlightenment is actually placed in some places where the aura of Buddhism or incense is relatively strong, and it is contaminated with some mystical energy.

And the consecration technique mastered by Zhao Jing is the most important chapter in the "Sunflower Treasure Book", and it can directly condense some items.

is so ungodly, Zhao Jing is reluctant to expose it, so he can only perfunctory Old Man Peng like this.

After hearing this, Old Man Peng did not doubt him, but shook his head with some pity.

Then, Old Man Peng seemed to think of something and looked at Zhao Jing: "In addition to the three that are commonly circulated now, do you have any other kinds of talismans?" ”

The three types that Old Man Peng pointed out should be the talismans that Zhao Jing took out before to exchange conditions with the Heavenly Master Bureau, suppressing the soul, transcendence, and warding off evil spirits.

Zhao Jing did have other kinds of talismans, so he looked at Old Man Peng vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I want to my son...... Oh no, it's wanting a godson. ”

Old man Peng said unexpectedly.

Zhao Jing was a few steps away from him, touched his chin suspiciously, his eyes narrowed, and looked at him: "What do you want my son to do with me?" ”

Old man Peng: "I want you to be my godson." ”

"Don't laugh!" Zhao Jing rejected him very dryly.

Old man Peng nodded, he knew that Zhao Jing would react like this, which was expected.

So Old Man Peng raised his hand, touched the wall next to him, and slapped it in Zhao Jing's puzzled gaze.

Bang!

Zhao Jing felt that this dungeon trembled slightly.

Then he froze.

Old man Peng took away his palm, and a palm print about two centimeters deep was sunk into the cement wall.

Zhao Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately smiled: "Hehe, hello godfather!" ”

Old man Peng withdrew his palm: "I plan to use my own qigong to exchange talismans with you, but my kung fu is not passed on by my own disciples, it is a coincidence, I have no children and no daughters, and I swore a heavy oath when I was young, and I can no longer accept apprentices." Then you can only accept your son. ”

Zhao Jing compared his palm with envy.

He happily said, "Godfather, tell your story!" ”

Old man Peng ignored him, but took the bewildered Zhao Yuan in Zhao Jing's arms, and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, call grandpa to listen." ”

Zhao Jing: "......"

He began to suspect that Old Man Peng recognized him as his godson and passed on his skills, which was not simple.

Perhaps, it is just to be Zhao Yuan's godfather......