"I'm back!"

In the courtyard, Zhong Hua was helping his mother clean the courtyard when he heard a voice coming from afar.

Zhong Hua pestle his broom and looked up at the gate.

I saw a handsome young man in a green robe, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked in.

This handsome young man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are like lacquer stars. Under the dragon's crown, three thousand cyan were scattered wantonly.

This young man is Zhong Hua's twenty-five-year-old father, Zhong Li.

I saw that his cheeks were flushed, and there was a slight charm in his blurred eyes, and he obviously ate a lot of wine at the banquet.

He staggered in, affectionately touched the top of Zhong Hua's head, and pinched Zhong Hua's soft and white little face like white jade, and finally said with a hippie smile: "My baby thrush, your father is back." ”

Listening to his father's words of oil and gas, Zhong Hua felt slightly embarrassed.

However, the surface of the bell painting was not visible at all, and he sweetly held Zhongli's moving hand and said shyly: "Daddy! ”

Jiang Yun'e frowned lightly and said angrily: "Alas, Brother Li, why did you drink so much wine again." Xiao Zhonghua, your father is drunk, you go back to the room first! ”

"I'm not drunk!"

Without waiting for Zhong Hua to answer, he saw Zhong Li take a wine gap.

He staggered down and picked up Zhong Hua directly, his drunken tone shrouded Zhong Hua's entire little head, and he grinned: "Thrush baby, do you miss Daddy?" ”

"I think about it every day!"

In order to avoid breathing, Zhong Hua affectionately pressed against Zhong Li's chest, stretched out his finger to draw circles on his chest, and smiled sweetly: "Daddy, do you miss me!" ”

"Yes, Daddy thinks about my baby thrush every day!"

Zhongli looked at the bell painting drunkenly, and the staggering was still to be said. I saw Jiang Yun hurriedly snatch the bell painting and put it on the ground, and said gently: "Little Zhong Hua, your father is drunk, you go back to the room to sleep first, and my mother will help my father wake up and sleep with you!" ”

"Well, yes, mother!"

Zhong Hua knew that his mother wanted to help his father sober up, and he also wanted to avoid the attack of the tone, so he naturally should be obedient.

Walking on his short legs, without waiting for Zhongli to speak again, Zhong Hua walked directly back to his parents' room and lay down as if he were running away.

Lying on this familiar and unfamiliar bed, Zhong Hua couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

In this life, my parents have a good relationship with me.

Although they don't see themselves often, they sleep in the same bed with them basically every time they meet.

This is completely different from the parents in the second life.

Zhong Hua remembers that in the second life, he slept alone under his mother's bed since he was a child.

Even when she was alone, her mother didn't dare to secretly carry herself to bed and sleep.

As for toys and stuff, it's just broken tiles.

What do you say girls should be cheap!

"Huh! Girls are not raised well! ”

"The social environment and life experience are important factors that determine people's true three views."

"Although my parents are not always with me in this life."

"But it's good for me."

"But it's a pity that my three views have long been set."

"I'm sincere!"

"The so-called family affection and love, for me, are just a slight movement caused by the icebergs of human nature touching each other."

"I'm after the way of invincibility."

"My pursuit, no matter how many times I am reincarnated, no matter how time and space change, whether it is Bai Xianyu or bell painting, there will be no change in the slightest."

Zhong Hua aspires to soar for nine days and be the great peng that spreads its wings.

Experience the baptism of thunder and fire.

Survive the bad wind and become immortals.

This ambition originated in the second life of Zhong Hua's name Bai Xianyu, and it will not change no matter what.

The so-called family affection, no matter how beautiful it is, is just beautiful in Zhong Hua's heart.

The bell painting is eternal and unswerving, and the only thing that is pursued is the power that dominates everything.

"Besides, in my previous life, I understood."

"I'm just a cuckoo bird crying blood!"

"No matter how good my parents are to me in this life."

"A crossing is always a crossing."

"I killed their children."

"I am essentially a cuckoo whose soul has taken over the bodies of their children."

After calming all kinds of feelings, Zhong Hua opened his eyes and looked out the window.

I saw the moonlight beautiful, just like in the past.

"My temperament, perhaps, like the moon, is unpredictable. But my heart. But it is still the will of the nine heavens, unswerving until death. Just like the unchanging moonlight, it will always shine in your heart. ”

After speaking, Zhong Hua closed his eyes and began to think about how to gather the stele opener and the ethereal palm into the Eight Flutters of the Scattered Hands.

In addition, his understanding of martial arts in Chaoyang Tower to watch all kinds of cheats is also constantly included in the bell painting.

Under the influence of the realm of the grandmaster of the whole school in his previous life, the progress of Zhong Hua's research and development of mental martial arts is soaring rapidly.

After nearly two years of gestation, today, this new martial art has finally been born.

"This palm technique is called the Heavenly Palm!"

"It connects heaven, earth and man, has both yin and yang, accommodates the five elements of heaven and earth, and has the power of the sky."

Stretching out his hand, looking at this pair of white and delicate little hands, only Zhong Hua knows its horror.

"Although this palm technique is only a grass creation, the utilization rate of its own strength and dantian qi is as high as ninety."

"And not only that, this palm method can also lead the momentum of heaven and earth, and it has a lot of room for growth."

"However, this palm method does not have the ability to split the sky, it has great defects, if you want to be small, not only must the utilization rate of your own strength and dantian qi reach ten percent, but you also need to know more about the martial arts of splitting the empty palm."

The bell painting recalls this newly created palm technique.

In his mind, he simulated the scene of this palm technique and other martial arts in Chaoyang Tower.

Before he knew it, Zhongli had already sobered up and left the room with Jiang Yun.

Taking off his coat, he sat down on either side of the bell.

At this time, I saw Jiang Yun take out a piece of jade and hand it to Zhong Hua, and said, "By the way, Xiao Zhong Hua, you see, this is a gift prepared for you by my mother!" ”

"Gifts!"

Zhong Hua was overjoyed in his heart, and took the jade piece and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the jade piece given to me by my mother was very exquisite, one side of the jade piece was carved with birds, beasts, insects and fish, and the other side was carved with a beautiful winged phoenix.

At this time, I only heard Jiang Yun smile and said: "My mother knows that you like to read, and this piece of jade was given to you by my mother as a bookmark." Don't underestimate it, this jade piece is a magic weapon that my mother asked a refiner to make for you. Although this artifact is not very powerful, it can absorb energy on its own and release a dust-repelling spell, so that your books will not be dusted. ”

"Dust Clearing!" Zhong Hua's eyes lit up and he smiled: "Sure enough, it's a baby!" ”

After that, Zhong Hua's small eyes looked at Zhong Li, and the meaning was conspicuous.

However, Zhongli didn't see it.

looked at the bell painting with a flat face.

Zhong Hua naturally knew that this ghostly father wanted to tease himself again.

Although he also prepared gifts for himself.

But with his fun-loving temperament.

I didn't fight with myself, I'm afraid it wasn't so easy to deliver the gift to myself.

Zhong Hua secretly grinded his teeth.

I was angry!

Zhong Hua naturally couldn't let this little father get his way, his little eyes rolled around, and finally gritted his teeth, and simply threw himself into Jiang Yun's warm arms and fell asleep.

Hum!

Five buckets of millet want me to bend my waist!

I've got a backbone!

Let you blow the cool breeze alone for a night.

Do some soul-searching.

Tomorrow you will obediently bring the gift to me.