Wandering around the fairyland at night, he met a bare child in the clouds, and he had a good eye after the first look.

Afraid that he would be blown cold by the wind, Jue Jinghong immediately rushed back to the post station, took out his own clothes and gave them away, and then sent him home in person.

But it was only halfway through the journey that the child was holding the child, and the sky was getting brighter, and the child suddenly disappeared from her side without a sound.

She was horrified in her heart, and went back to her own room at the post station to be sullen, and after she got up, she hurriedly told her about the night encounter.

Dora was unclear about what she was saying, so she had to find a pen and paper and ask her to draw what had happened.

The painting painted by Jue Jinghong is very interesting, but it can be turned over and over, and Duo Lao has not seen the meaning, so I want to ask Xue Niang to refer to it together.

"Boss, boss, I met Xianyuan quietly last night!" Dora picked up the graffiti work, ran to the garden, jumped and jumped, and shouted loudly.

"Being able to come to the fairyland to stay is the biggest fairyland, and there is ...... more than that" Xue Niang responded and took the painting from Duola, only to glance at it lightly, and her eyebrows suddenly changed color, panicking.

"Boss, is it a world master who is testing quietly? Or the child of some immortal family has run away, or let's help go out and find it." ”

At this time, Dora hadn't seen the doorway in Xue Niang's face, and was still jumping and shouting in front of her.

Xue Niang frowned, her face was full of solemnity, and she turned her head to ask in a deep voice to Jue Jinghong, who was standing aside, "Is this person knee-high?"

His eyes widened and he nodded.

"Can you be a child?" asked Xue Niang again.

His eyes widened again and nodded.

"Say that the wind blows him, and the beast bites him, cold or something?" Xue Niang continued to ask.

He continued to nod his head with wide eyes.

"Wear a cloud brocade robe, half-covered and half-hidden. When the wind blew, it blew his brocade clothes away, and then he wanted to hug him, ask for this, want that, and ask for clothes?"

After Xue Niang continued to ask this time, Jue Jinghong did not open his eyes and nodded with the question, but snatched the painting back from Xue Niang's hand, pointed to the person painted on the painting, and said "uh uh", anxious for Xue Niang to take a closer look.

At the request of Xue Jinghong, Xue Niang lowered her head and looked at the painting.

"Didn't wear anything?" asked Xue Niang slowly looking up.

Jing Hong slowly raised his head, his eyes widened and nodded.

"Phew! It's so shameless, it's so obscene!"

Seeing Xue Niang like this, Jue Jinghong secretly resented in his heart: What is there to be indecent about a child who has not yet grown up, and his clothes are blown away by the wind in the clouds? The human body is a natural body, although it has been educated by the sage, but it is only slightly wrapped in animal skins in the mountains, and it can withstand the severe cold......

"If you meet this person again in the future, don't say anything else, just rush forward, two mouths on the top, a kick on the bottom, and kill him!"

Xue Niang said, snorted a few more times, left the painting made by Jue Jinghong on the ground, shook the fan in her hand, turned around and walked through the garden corridor, and returned angrily.

Seeing that Xue Niang left, the fairy spirit officials in the post station who had been ambushed nearby for a long time rushed out of the shadows.

Everyone took the painting as the center, gathered in a pile, and looked at the wonderful paintings, and the fairies smiled and pointed after watching the paintings.

The kitchen worker who was laughing with Dora a time ago was also mixed in the crowd at this time and said: "Hey, draw a little less, there's no that!"

After being reminded by the cook, everyone looked at the wonderful painting again, and after viewing, the fairies covered their mouths and laughed, and the surrounding spirit officials also booed and coaxed.

Subsequently, the crowd shouted and laughed: "Yes, just like the proprietress just said, if you meet this big wicked person again, don't even say anything, in the past, it was two mouths on the top, and a ......kick on the bottom."

His face flushed on the side, and he thought to himself, how could this little child be a big villain, if he was a big villain, what would you laugh at.

Just when everyone in this garden was still talking about this painting, Zhang Xiaoxian had already come to the garden.

He saw the noisy atmosphere of the crowd gathered around, and he didn't know what interesting things were rising, but as long as there were interesting things, he couldn't let them go.

After chasing, he took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the crowd, suddenly made a move, grabbed the painting in his hand, and after glancing at it, Hahale said: "What is this, the painting is good, but it seems to be missing a ...... Haha, look at ......."

"Yes, look, haha......" Zhang Xiaoxian held a strange painting in his hand and showed it to everyone around him.

After listening to his greeting, the fairy spirit officials did not go over to look at the painting with him, and laughed lightly for a while, and some of the fairies and others who couldn't hold back were already laughing, and then turned around and ran back to their own place.

"Sister Yangmei, Brother Jingyan...... Come back, enjoy the strange paintings!" Zhang Xiaoxian didn't know what was going on, his face was puzzled, his mouth was eager, and he beckoned everyone to turn around.

After a while, he gradually came back to his senses, and looked at the many people who were still standing aside, and had not dispersed with the others.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoxian looking at him sharply, he didn't say much, but only pointed with his hand.

"Did you draw it?" Zhang Xiaoxian walked to Jue Jinghong's side, holding a strange painting in his hand, with a pleasant face, and asked softly.

Jue Jinghong looked at Zhang Xiaoxian with wide eyes and nodded very mischievously.

"Who is this person?" Zhang Xiaoxian asked with a puzzled gesture pointing to the person in the painting.

Jue Jinghong actually showed a strange look on Zhang Xiaoxian's face, and said very exaggeratedly, but at this time she didn't make a sound in her mouth, only moved her lips, and from her exaggerated mouth shape at this time, she could see very clearly that the words she said were: a little words!

"Ahh

In fact, the children that Qiong Jinghong met on the clouds at night, the so-called little words, is Zhang Xiaoxian's true state!

Yesterday night, Zhang Xiaoxian sat quietly in the pavilion, and entered the mysterious realm in the dark, chasing the Yuan Shen in the body, that is, the "child", out of the body and wandering in the sky, and happened to be bumped into by the Qiong Jinghong.

But those who cultivate the Inner Dan are first in the body...... The scattered primordial spirit is in the heart, that is, the mind gathers and condenses, and gradually forms the type of "child", which exists in its own void entrance, and the "child" is the true truth of the alchemist.

What the first "child" does when he leaves the body and wanders away, if he is not reminded by others, the owner does not know.

But although Zhang Xiaoxian didn't know what his "children" did when they traveled, he already knew in his heart at this time that the child in the painting said a little bit was his own true appearance!

Xue Niang was also frightened by his true appearance a few times, and she was even more dissatisfied with him after the chase.

It is also possible that in private, there are people in the garden who have met such a white child outside, but they know it but don't say it.

In fact, the true appearance must be a celestial body, and after leaving the body, it wanders and wanders in the sky, but when it is slightly surprised, it will return to the body.

It's just that Zhang Xiaoxian's true appearance is also very amazing, and the appearance of a child has just become a child, and he doesn't forget to play with others, it's really strange!

A little bit of words is Zhang Xiaoxian.

A little leisure, a little salty, a little salt, a little salt, isn't it just a little salt after a little salty!