Chapter Ninety-Five: What's the Matter with Me?
Bangdong~
Luo Yan'er clapped her little hands, sat on the firewood pile that had just been built, and while panting in her mouth, she exaggerated the sweat that did not exist.
"Huh?" Meng Po on the side didn't raise her head, fiddling with the collar in her hand, but snorted softly from her nose.
The pretentious wheezing stopped.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Yan'er on the pyre got up neatly like a cat that had blown up a thorn, jumped to the ground, and stood upright with her chest up.
A pair of hands, even more nervous, I don't know where to put it, so I have to hold the hem of the clothes on both sides and hold it hard.
"People, people are not lazy, it's just, it's just ......"
She opened her small mouth, her nose twitched a few times from time to time, and the clear spring in her eyes looked ahead as if it would fall down at any time:
"It's just my ass telling me that it's going to, um~"
The little girl blinked, and her speech suddenly accelerated: "It has to discuss with the firewood how to better complete the transportation task, so that the mother-in-law can be happy, so it will get closer to them, so please believe me, this is all true~"
"Heh~~" Meng Po finally raised her head and smiled at her: "Tsk~ I really don't see it, you are still a good and filial child?"
"Yes, yes~" Luo Yan'er smirked twice: "Grandpa always says that about me, alas, or else~"
As she spoke, she jumped up and down to Meng Po, grabbed her arm and shook it: "Why don't mother-in-law let Yan'er rest for a while, okay?"
"Okay!" Meng Po smiled and nodded.
"Yay~ Mother-in-law is the best!" Luo Yan'er wrapped her hands around Meng Po's neck and buried her head deep in Meng Po's murder weapon.
It's just that the corners of the mouth that are hidden seem to be curled with a treacherous arc.
"Haha~" Meng Po looked very happy, she gently stroked Luo Witch's soft long hair, and looked kind and kind:
"Although Luo Xiaozi may not like it, since it is your own request, mother-in-law can only reluctantly agree. ”
Forehead~
Luo Yan'er's body froze violently, and a circle of goosebumps was visible to the naked eye on her neck.
She carefully bypassed the palm placed on her neck and stepped back quietly:
"That, mother-in-law, I, I'm resting and working!"
The word 'has' was still floating in the sky, and she had already stepped into the woods, cutting down the wood aggressively.
Cut~ Meng Po sneered, and looked down at the black gem embedded in the collar: "I wanted to find you a companion, but unfortunately ......"
......
"Dead Meng Po ~ Stinky Meng Po ~"
"I hope you have a bad stomach every day and can't eat anything!"
In this forest, Luo Yan'er cursed in a low voice while slashing at the big tree with an axe.
Since Luo Yang's soul descended to the netherworld, Meng Po's attitude towards her has become even worse.
It's not that you can't do this, or that one who does it quickly, and what he says about three obedience and four virtues, in fact, he just treats her as a servant.
Just like just now, she just wanted to rest for a while, and she was almost made into a puppet.
Gollum~
She touched her shriveled belly, and tears fell again: "Grandpa~ Where are you, Yan'er wants to go home~"
......
......
"Home?"
An ethereal voice sounded in the purple-robed Abraham's mind: "What are you going back to when the matter is not done?"
"Didn't you say that I let me go when I helped you cover up the past?" asked Abraham in surprise as he looked at the people who were bowing and retreating.
"Oh, yes, but what did you help me hide?"
"You~" Abraham's teeth clucked: "Just now at the Bishop's place, if it weren't for my help, you think you can escape the detection of the adults?"
"Ha, you are really sick in the brain, what do you have to do with me lying to your family leader?"
"What?" Abraham's face sank, "Then I'll go to the Bishop now, and I'll see if you ask me!"
"Didn't you promise to help me cover up?"
Abraham's heart was on fire: "But didn't you say that it doesn't count?"
"Yes~ What do you have to do with me lying to your leader?"
"I, I'll your ancestor!" Abraham, who was speechless, kicked the flowerbed next to him and snapped his two mouths.
"Angry?" The voice in his head also seemed to feel uncomfortable, and couldn't help but comfort him:
"If it doesn't go well for a while, forbearance will pass, and there will be something that will make you more angry in the future, won't it?"
"Shut up!" Abraham's expression was a little broken, and he forgot how strange it was for him to talk to him.
With red eyes, he looked at the whispering crowd around him, screamed, and fled.
......
The clock was fast approaching half an hour later.
Abraham pushed the door out of his yard, his expression seemed to have regained his composure, only slightly gloomy.
It's not much different from his usual appearance.
Ignoring the congregants and officials who saluted along the way, he walked to a palace with a sign of "Foreign Affairs Office".
"Oh, hey~ I said why is the moon darker today, it turns out that the principal is coming, please come inside!"
A fat human who was almost unable to see his facial features clearly 'rolled out' from the depths of the hall.
Abraham waved his hand at him, and did not speak, but went straight to the inside.
The fat man naturally didn't dare to say anything, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and followed behind.
Soon, the two of them sat down separately.
Abel Khan looked down at the fat man from the throne and took the lead in speaking: "You go and find me a soul body named Zhu Aibao and bring her over." ”
"Zhu Aibao?" The fat man was obviously stunned: "The one from the Zhu Yan clan?"
"Huh?" Abraham also paused, as if to confirm something, and then nodded.
"This~" The eyebrows on the fat man's face, which were about to gather together, were completely connected: "Her soul has been taken away by the gods!"
Taken away?
Abraham reacted violently: "Zhu Aibao is the object of special attention?"
"Hmm!" the fat man nodded like a hen, "the adults were there at the time." ”
Abraham frowned at the fat man, then abruptly got up and left.
On the road.
"You mean, Zhu Aibao has already been taken to the God Realm at this time?"
"That's right!" said Abraham, with a hint of schadenfreude on his face.
"Then how do you get to the Divine Realm?"
Heh~, Abraham sneered: "How can I go? If I knew, you would still be able to meet me in this yin?"
For a long time, there was no response in my head.
Abraham rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then Zhu Aibao, who are you?"
Then he continued with self-questioning
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