Ask the top floor of the Yuan Tower.

Zhao Chu looked around, his brows furrowed.

Bad.

Just now, he was bent on taking Qiu Hao's suicide note, and he didn't pay attention to these dense fogs at all.

After observing it at this moment, Zhao Chu finally discovered a strange place.

Can't see clearly.

With his strength, although he can't reach the point of clairvoyance, no matter how thick the fog is, it is impossible to block his vision.

And at this moment, Zhao Chu's visibility is only one meter.

Right.

When Zhao Chu hadn't cultivated yet, his vision had never been blocked like this.

And what made him even more panicked was his own thoughts.

Void.

The three-rank divine telekinesis was confined within a meter like the line of sight.

At this moment, Zhao Chu was like a blind man.

"Don't be nervous, it's the power of blood to get here, I can't do anything to you. ”

"Don't feel inferior. ”

"After all, you are my relative. ”

When Zhao Chu was stunned, the thick fog slowly dispersed.

The sight in front of me is instantly bright.

Zhao Chu turned his head suddenly.

Then, his pupils widened, and his palms were full of sweat.

Qiu Hao's suicide note.

The previous five Qiu Hao's suicide notes were in a combined state, scattered and floating in the air.

And the book in front of me is unfolding.

Standing up, the cover is facing Zhao Chu.

Sand!

Rustling!

It's the sound of a flip book.

Goo-dong.

Zhao Chu swallowed slowly.

In his sight, behind Qiu Hao's suicide note, there seemed to be a transparent person, who was sitting upright, carefully reading the book of heaven that did not have a word at all.

It's just that this voice is neither male nor female, not old and not a lot, which is creepy.

"What's your name?"

Suddenly, behind Qiu Hao's suicide note, a voice asked.

Hey?

Zhao Chu hadn't answered yet, but he was dumbfounded.

A mahjong-sized little foot accidentally leaked out from under Qiu Hao's suicide note, and the toes were as tender as water droplets, moving and moving, quite naughty.

Zhao Chu stared at the little feet and couldn't help but be surprised.

He had seen many excellent grades of jade, but the color of this foot was perfect, smooth and clean, and it was even more attractive than the warmest jade.

But this little foot girl is too small.

Even if it's a newborn baby, the feet are bigger than mahjong.

"You Tiansha Lone Star, have you had no relatives since you were a child?"

Seeing that Zhao Chu was silent, the voice behind Qiu Hao's suicide note was still pretending to be a ghost, and asked inscrutablely.

Pity.

The accidentally exposed foot has already betrayed his bottom line.

Zhao Chu was relieved.

"That's right, I grew up without relatives. ”

Zhao Chu arrived calmly.

In his past and present lives, he was an orphan.

"My name is Zhao Chu. ”

Subsequently, Zhao Chu introduced himself again.

"Hmm. ”

Rustle.

The pages of the book turned extremely quickly, and it seemed that the scholar had seen the end.

In an instant, Qiu Hao's suicide note was closed.

Really.

There was a child the size of a book floating in the air.

Right.

There is a big red belly pocket on the top of the head, and a flower is embroidered.

There is a silver collar around the neck.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, red lips and fat.

Plus the cinnabar mole that adds the finishing touch to the eyebrows.

This is a living New Year's doll.

That's right!

It's the New Year, and the bare-bottomed children will appear on the New Year's pictures all over the street.

Sometimes a group of babies hug a god of wealth.

Sometimes, a fish or a large gold ingot is in his arms.

It seems harmless to humans and animals, representing auspiciousness, wealth, and wealth.

This is the mascot that walks into thousands of households.

The New Year's doll was expressionless, and flew over leisurely, looking Zhao Chu up and down.

That curious gaze is like the first time I went to the market.

"Your name is Zhao Chu?"

The New Year's doll asked again.

This time, his voice finally returned to a baby tone.

"Yes!"

Zhao Chu was observing the New Year's doll, and it was impossible for him to relax his vigilance just because the other party was cute.

Pity.

Nothing.

No matter how the divine mind probes, this year's painting doll is a mortal child.

There is no spiritual power.

There is no true element.

Not even the power of any divine thought.

But he was strangely able to float.

"You don't have a mother, do you? ”

The New Year's doll suddenly asked again.

"No, I haven't felt motherly love. ”

I don't know why, in the face of this New Year's doll, Zhao Chu suddenly felt a little sad.

In fact, whether it is in the past or the present life, he really doesn't know what it feels like to be a mother's love.

In this way, in the cold wind, I grew up accidentally.

Inexplicably touching the scene.

"Children without mothers are always a little pitiful. ”

The New Year's doll has its hands behind its back, like a little old man, with a face full of empathy.

"Yes, motherless children, when the Chinese New Year is over, they don't know where their home is. ”

Zhao Chu looked at the pitiful New Year's doll and was about to say a few words of comfort.

I've become an old oily skin, and I'm used to it.

But this New Year's doll, lonely is asking Yuan Tower, and it is estimated that there is no mother.

A child without a mother is like a grass.

Leaving your mother's arms, where can you find happiness?

"Don't be afraid...... Start today...... You've got a daddy. ”

"Introduce yourself. ”

"The contemptible person is also surnamed Zhao, my full name is Zhao Chu's father. ”

"Father and son recognize each other for the first time, and if there is anything inconsiderate about the father in the future, please give me a lot of advice. ”

"After all, being a father for the first time, you and I, are still a little nervous and uncomfortable. ”

The New Year's doll was full of melancholy, and it seemed that she was still very excited.

Then, he seemed to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and reached out towards Zhao Chushen in a hug shape.

That expression, as if I had really seen a long-lost ...... Son.

Zhao Chu actually likes children.

Especially such a crystal clear New Year's doll, he has the heart to adopt it and treat it as a godson.

Even Zhao Chu's arms were already open.

But if you paint a doll, Zhao Chu's face will be pale, and he can squeeze out the water.

Your name is ...... Zhao Chu's father?

was generalized in the army, this bear child, he didn't play cards according to the routine at all.

"What are you hesitating about, father and son recognize each other, shouldn't this kind of picture be crying in response to the situation?"

"Come, good son, and embrace you for your father's sake. ”

"After so many years, I have suffered you, and my father must treat you well. ”

The New Year's painting baby didn't notice Zhao Chu's tense muscles at all, so he flew into Zhao Chu's arms and patted Zhao Chu's chest with a big grin.

Quack!

Zhao Chu clenched his fists fiercely.

was taken advantage of by a naughty boy, his face was full of fire, but he was speechless, what can you do to a child?

"Son, have you suffered any grievances?"

"Come, tell Daddy, if you have any grievances, Daddy will call the shots for you. ”

Looking up at Zhao Chu's twisted face, the New Year's doll wiped and touched the corners of Zhao Chu's mouth with care, as if it was ...... For him, wipe his saliva?

With that serious little appearance, Zhao Chu wanted to pinch him to death.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Chu suppressed his anger vigorously.

To a child, he doesn't want to be rude.

Although, this child's soul may be an old monster who doesn't know how long he lives.

After all, the known time of the Wenyuan Pagoda is already 800 years.

"Look me in the eye. ”

Shaking his head in annoyance.

The New Year's doll floated in front of Zhao Chu, with two pupils that were clearer than spring water, looking at Zhao Chu carefully.

In a trance, Zhao Chu was even a little ashamed.

Those pupils were purer than crystals, and the tyranny that made people feel like they were calming down.

Never mind.

Don't care about children in general.

Zhao Chu silently recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart, put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot.

Hey.

Looking at these eyes, it seems that the tyranny in my heart has really been suppressed a lot.

"See?"

The fluffy eyelashes of the New Year doll blinked, and she asked unhurriedly.

“？”

The corners of Zhao Chu's eyebrows jumped, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What do you see?

"Is there any?"

The New Year's doll asked inexplicably.

Zhao Chu was confused.

What's there?

In your pupils, there is only a handsome reflection and nothing else.

"Alas, this child has lacked parental discipline since he was a child, and he is a little rude. ”

"Haven't you seen it yet?"

"From, Father's gaze. ”

"Gaze!"

"Loving Father!"

"With your heart, to feel, to feel the fatherly love that comes from a loving father. ”

"Heavy!"

"The kind of father's love that is like a mountain. ”

The New Year's doll shook her head wistfully, and her sad expression seemed to be a little hateful, but she had to admit that this was the baby she gave birth to.

Click!

Fuck the Buddha.

Fuck Amitabha.

Bear children, there must be a way of discipline for bear children.

Zhao Chu made a lightning move, directly pinched the New Year's doll's chaotian, and then brought it over, and slapped this guy's buttocks.

Call!

Zhao Chuhan focused on it, just to teach him a lesson.

However, strange things happened.

That year, the painting doll completely violated the trajectory of all human beings, and he was originally carried by Zhao Chu like a radish.

But when Zhao Chu's palm crossed his buttocks, the body of the New Year's painting doll was lying horizontally in the void.

His Chaotian tugging was still in Zhao Chu's palm.

The body turned 90 degrees.

Like, in the science fiction movies of the previous life, the state of weightlessness of the human body.

Zhao Chu frowned.

Too slow yourself?

Then, Zhao Chu slapped him again and called towards his buttocks.

This time, Zhao Chu saw it clearly.

The New Year's doll seems to have already calculated the trajectory of Zhao Chu's slap, and directly avoided it in advance.

His head, like an axis, moved his body to the other side again.

Do not believe in evil.

This time, Zhao Chu no longer converged his speed, but just pressed his strength.

Call!

Move!

Call!

Move!

Zhao Chu was dumbfounded.

His speed is constantly increasing, and he doesn't care about painting dolls that year.

It's like a leaf, the harder you push, the more you can't hit it.

The sky was full of Zhao Chu's fist shadows.

The New Year's doll spun in Zhao Chu's palm like a spinning top, and Zhao Chu didn't even touch his belly pocket, let alone spank his ass.

Call!

Finally.

Zhao Chu was tired.

Zhao Chu accepted his fate.

This thing that looks like a bear child, with its current strength, seems to be helpless.

"Son, are you tired?"

"The person who kills the father is a great rebellion, heaven and earth do not tolerate it, how can the father make you that kind of person. ”

"Take your time, and you will understand a father's love, great father's love. ”

Wait for Zhao Chu to calm down.

The New Year's doll hooked up again, staring at Zhao Chu's eyes.

"Do you feel it?"

The air was silent for a few breaths, and the New Year's doll asked again.

"Huh?"

Zhao Chu was angry, and he was still thinking about how to sanction the New Year's doll, and he was stunned when asked.

"Fatherly love. ”

"A mountain of fatherly love. ”

"From a fatherly gaze. ”

The little fleshy hand of the New Year's doll once again stroked the corner of Zhao Chu's eyes, and the loving expression really wiped away the tears of the wronged son.

"Friend, if you win, we should never have met. ”

"Say goodbye first!"

Zhao Chu took a deep breath.

That's right.

He threw in the towel.

The New Year's doll in front of him is very weird, and the reason why he doesn't fight is not kindness at all.

But...... It can't be hit at all.

Zhao Chu had a hunch that even if he sacrificed four yuan weapons, he still wouldn't be able to beat this little guy.

"As a father, how can I rest assured that you will go to the rivers and lakes alone. ”

"Let your father protect you. ”

I can't say anything.

The New Year's doll sat directly on top of Zhao Chu's head.

Zhao Chu raised his head.

The New Year's doll is like a hat, the butt is sucked on the top of Zhao Chu's head, and if you move it at any angle, people will not be affected at all.

At this moment, Zhao Chu wanted to slap himself.

Iniquity.

Zhao Chu didn't even dare to look in the mirror.

The current self must be the same as the King Kong little gourd baby.

It's just that someone else has a big treasure gourd on his head.

And on his head, there is a book-sized New Year's doll.

"That's right, son. ”

"The books you took away are interesting. ”

"Together, the nine books seem to be able to form a supernatural power, which is quite powerful and can save lives. ”

"You hurry up and find the rest, and only after you have cultivated can you protect your father. ”

The New Year's doll said suddenly.

"It's not...... Are you protecting me?"

Zhao Chu gritted his teeth.

"The son can be sacrificed when necessary. ”

The New Year's doll nodded seriously.

"Friend, can you discuss one thing? ”

Zhao Chu held back his anger and kept his senses.

"Well, with your father, you don't need to be polite. ”

New Year's painting doll road.

"I'll help you find a new son, it's not suitable for you. ”

Zhao Chu thought for a moment.

Ji Dongyuan should be suitable for his son and daughter-in-law.

"Son, nonsense. ”

"As a father, there is only one son, his surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Chu. ”

The words of the New Year's picture doll are conclusive.

Didn't you just find out what my name was!

Zhao Chu felt that he would have a battle with this year's painting doll.

Either you die or I die.

Who can understand the feeling of being called a son by a bear child.

"Ah, rabbit cub, you disobedient son, it turns out that you have found three copies. ”

"Hurry up, let's take a look together, nine books in one, what kind of magic power is it. ”

Zhao Chu was still cursing in his heart.

In the next breath, a big head inexplicably popped out of his void space.

In the palm of the New Year's doll, he grabbed nine Qiu Hao's suicide notes.