"Daddy! Is he alright?" Looking at Ping An lying on the bed, Song Xue asked worriedly to a rich and joyful fat man sitting next to her.

This is Song Xue's father, Song Heng, the fourth master of the Song family, looking at the fat man's round waist and medium figure, coupled with his sudden head, it is difficult for people to associate him with Song Xue, only a pair of eyes are really similar.

"Don't worry, Doctor Hu's level is very high, it's just a bit of a cold, you are really a big man, why are you always messing around? It's all for your mother to get used to. ”

"How did I know that he was so weak, it was all Song Ziheng! It's not that he and Ping An are inseparable, but I think Ping An is the same as him. Song Xue pouted and rubbed Song Siye's stomach aggrievedly, looking pitiful as if she had been bullied, and Song Siye was in love in her heart.

"This Ziheng, I don't know how the second brother usually teaches, it's getting more and more disagreeable, I have to let your second uncle talk about him when I go back!"

"That's it, that's it, you have to talk about him well, this peace is really, the strength is so weak, it's really a shame for Master Zhou!"

"This can't be blamed on him, your astral body has absorbed the Bodhi Spirit Vine, which is already much more powerful than others, and it is calculated by heart or not, of course he is not your opponent."

"Hehehehe, my father is still good to me, I feel that the star power fed back to me by the stars has increased a lot recently."

"That's, who do you hurt if Dad doesn't care? Who called Dad just such a precious daughter as you, but you can't be lazy and lax, you still have to rely on yourself in the end for cultivation, and foreign things are always foreign things. ”

"Got it, Dad." Looking at his well-behaved daughter, Song Siye lovingly held Song Xue's little hand on his belly and patted it gently, sighed secretly in his heart, and decided to have a good chat with Master Zhou.

No matter how weak Ping An is, how can it not be so weak that it has no power to fight back, right? What's more, Song Siye also found out just now that Ping'an's star power was not much lower than Song Xue's, and the circle of star power responses could completely confront Song Xue.

Song Siye speculated that this situation may be the restraint effect recorded in the classics, and there may be some factors on Song Xue's star that can interfere with and restrain the Ping An star.

Maybe it's a thing, maybe it's a hatred, maybe it's a family affection, maybe it's just a simple star resonance, what kind of bond is it? actually crossed a long time and space to meet here, it is really a providence in the dark, and I don't know if this encounter is a blessing or a curse?

The father and daughter chatted and waited for a while, but they didn't wait for a safe wake-up, but waited for Master Zhou, who received the notice, to walk in with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Master Zhou come in, the father and daughter hurriedly got up to greet him, and Song Siye stepped forward to make a compilation, and said apologetically to Master Zhou, "Master, I'm really sorry, the little girl is stubborn and hurts peace, it's all my father and daughter who have no way." ”

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Song Xue stood behind Song Siye and apologized in a low voice.

Master Zhou swept Ping'an's body with star power, and found that there was nothing wrong with him, but he fell into a coma, so he waved his hand to Song Siye, and said with relief, "It's not in the way, young man, it's not a big deal, I also heard from the person who reported the matter, and I blame him for not being good at learning." ”

"Master, you are so polite, no matter what, it's the little girl's fault, I have asked people to prepare some supplements, and when I go back, I have to give the virtuous nephew a good patch, the wind cold is the most annoying."

"Where are you embarrassed to let you spend so much, the Song family is already quite respectful to us on weekdays."

"Yes, yes, the master is a distinguished guest of my Song family, the master teaches people on one side, my Song family's children can get the master's teaching, it is really a blessing for three lives, today the master will stay and eat together, you and I can also get together, but don't shirk it." Looking at Song Siye's serious face, Master Zhou smiled and said hello, and then the two sat down to drink tea and chat.

For the Song family, Master Zhou has nothing to say, the Song family is a righteous and righteous person, in this Xiyuan County is a well-known existence, the ancestor of the Song family, holding a gentleman's sword, does not know how many injustices have been broken, the name of Song Wei is known to everyone.

Song Xue sat next to her and listened to the chat between the two, staring at Ping An left and right boredly, why didn't she feel that this wood, which had little to do with herself, would have any connection with her own astral body, could it be that this person was originally a humanoid wood? My own star is very interested in wood products.,Just put it in to repair the grass for your own star.,Grazing.。。。

Looking at Song Xue who was staring at herself and laughing, Ping An felt that this smile was very familiar, it was exactly the same as when she tied herself, this girl, I don't know what the hell she wants to do, why was she remembered as soon as she woke up? What a quiet girl she looks like, why is she so harmful?

"Yikes! Wood, are you awake?" Song Xue obviously also noticed the safety of squinting at herself, and greeted Ping'an happily, but her thoughts were still in the picture of Ping'an watering the Bodhi vine, the wooden Ping'an had a small bud on his head, and was holding a pot of water and watering the plants awkwardly.

gave Song Xue a big white eye, and looked around safely, the life of the rich family was really different, the hanging landscape calligraphy and paintings, the exquisite porcelain, the carved furniture, and even the bed was very soft and soft.

It's just a pity, Ping'an still prefers his own hard clay kang, which is his nest, and he really likes the hanging calligraphy and paintings and exquisite porcelain.

"Now that my nephew has woken up, I don't think it's too early, how about we go to the dining room for a few drinks? Master, what do you say?"

"Very good, I'm blessed today, the fourth master has to take out your treasured good wine, hahaha."

"Certainly, certainly, come, Master, please." Song Siye accompanied his master to take the lead in walking outside the courtyard, and Ping'an and Song Xue followed closely behind him and walked out.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, all kinds of rare flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, especially a five-foot long green bamboo with the thickness of a thumb is the most popular for Ping'an, this is also the first time Ping'an really saw bamboo, only seen from calligraphy, painting and image stones before.

"What? Do you like Xiaohanzhu? I can give you a pot when I leave, I'm really sorry for today's incident, and I didn't expect you to be trapped. ”

"It's nothing, I'm fine anyway, manly man, but you have to pay attention in the future, if something really happens, it's not good."

"Is that bamboo a small bamboo? Although I have never seen bamboo, I have loved it since I was a child, I like its verdant greenery and uprightness, and I like the swaying of bamboo shadows in the winding paths, this is the first time I have seen real bamboo. ”

"The bamboo forest is really beautiful, you can go to see it when you have time, this little bamboo is also very interesting, according to legend, when it was far away, a great sage left home to study and travel far away when he was a teenager, and the old mother embroidered a purse for him when he left, and the purse contained the seeds in her favorite bamboo forest, hoping that his son could return from his study trip as soon as possible."

"But I never thought that the great sage accidentally encountered a spiritual creature on the road, and fell into a small world created by a spiritual creature, which was full of ice, snow and frozen soil, and it didn't take long for the hungry and cold sage to be frozen and fainted."

"When he woke up again, there was a small clump of dwarf bamboo growing around him, and the great sage felt his mother's thoughts and prayers from the bamboo, and they turned into star power to continuously nourish the great sage, allowing him to survive and wake up."

"Later, the great sage relied on the star power of the dwarf bamboo to nourish him, and he found the formation eye of the small world, and finally broke out of the formation and obtained that rare spiritual object."

"After the sage came out, he inquired with passers-by, and only then did he know that he had been away from home for more than three years, and he had been in a coma for nearly three years.

"The sage hurried home day and night, his heart was full of thoughts for his mother, he just wanted to see his mother as soon as possible, and eliminate his mother's worries about him."

When he returned to his hometown and pushed open the familiar courtyard door, he saw his mother whispering to a bamboo forest, her face full of wrinkles and melancholy, her hair was gray, and she looked more than 20 years older than before.

"Do you know why the sage didn't die?" Song Xue asked about peace proudly.

"Why?"

"That's because, that piece of bamboo was planted by the sage's mother when she was a child, just like the wishing tree, it is a part of her life, and over time, the bamboo has a connection with the mother's star, although it is the most ordinary star, but as long as it is the star, there will be the interaction of star power, all say that the mother and son are connected, in fact, the sage and the mother's star have long been connected, and since he was a child, he has taken care of and told the bamboo like his mother, and of course he will choose the star related to it when he chooses the star."

"That bag of seeds has become an intermediate transformation of star power, and the mother's thoughts and her energy have been passed on to the bamboo, and the bamboo has been passed on to the bag of seeds, and the seeds have been passed on to the sage's astral body, and he can survive, in fact, it has always been his mother who has been feeding him with her own life force, and the bamboo planted by her mother when she was a child has already had spirituality."

"The story that circulates is like this, in fact, people speculate that it was because the spirit creature chose the sage that it appeared in front of the sage and pulled him into the small world, and the connection between the sage and his mother is also the spirit creature played a role in it, and it is unknown what is going on."

"It's really amazing, and how did you get that clump of bamboo? That's amazing! ”

"Stupid! Who dares to touch the bamboo of the great sage? It's just ordinary bamboo, which comes out by chance. ”

"Oh, shall I say, who is that sage? What is that creature again?"

"That great sage is one of the founders of the Moon Palace, Thousand Illusion Ancestor, I don't need to tell you what a spiritual object is, right?"

"It turned out to be the source spirit, I heard that this source spirit can conjure everything in the world, and it contains the mystery of the formation, but it's a pity that it's not mine, and it's useless to envy."

"Cut!"

Xu was tired of what Song Xue said, or seeing that Ping'an didn't blame herself, neither of them continued to say anything, but just continued to walk forward with Song Siye, each looking at the surrounding scenery.

Ping An was also happy to be quiet, he found that Song Xue was not his favorite type, and he still preferred the kind of gentle and virtuous woman.

Everyone finally walked through a corridor and entered a three-story building, which was the Song family's room, and they could usually come here to receive distinguished guests and dine.

Looking at this room that was the same as the restaurant outside, Ping An asked in surprise, "Do you usually eat here?" My good man, it's so big! ”

"What's the matter, I usually let them be sent to my house, except for family gatherings, I usually don't come here."

"It's good to have money! When will I be able to live this corrupt life? What a luxury! ”

Looking at the intoxicated peace, Song Xue automatically ignored his words and sat down two seats away from him, for fear that she couldn't help but tie him up again.

As everyone sat down in the house, a maid brought up the wine and food that had been prepared, three cold and five hot plus one soup, which is the auspicious number, and the meaning of nine is taken.

Looking at the meals on the table that he had never eaten, Ping'an swallowed a mouthful of saliva hatefully, there were many things that he didn't recognize, but fortunately, someone began to introduce the dishes, otherwise Ping'an didn't even know what he ate, it would be too embarrassing, obviously this is also the hospitality of the Song family.

"Fourth master, the dishes are all ready, today's dishes are three cold dishes such as donkey meat in sauce, fish fillet drizzled in oil, and cold salad with silver stinging ear silk, hot dishes are roasted pigeons, steamed Beihai Rongbeibei, smoked pork with dipping sauce, stir-fried black orchid, stewed wild taro with mud mushrooms, the soup is blue ice shrimp and green bamboo shoot soup, and the wine is the best daughter red, does the fourth master need anything?"

"Well, yes, you go down first, I'll call you if necessary." The fourth master nodded with satisfaction after listening to the dishes, sent the people away, raised his hand to the master and asked, "Master, please!" Don't dislike this bad meal, come, how about a taste of the cook's craft?"

"The fourth master is polite, this dish is very good, um. . This crystal fish is really fresh, not bad, you can eat it too. The master ate a slice of crystal fish and praised it, and beckoned everyone to taste it together.

Ping'an and Song Xue saw that the two elders had moved their chopsticks, so they also moved their chopsticks, especially Ping'an, who had long been hungry, not to mention that this food was so tempting.

Ping An kept stuffing the vegetables into his mouth, making Song Xue, who was chewing slowly, frown, and scolded in his heart that he hadn't eaten in his life? It's a shame to eat with him.

In the end, even the master couldn't stand it anymore, and looking at the peace of holding the whole roast pigeon and nibbling directly, the master felt that his face was lost.

This kid! The oil is rubbed all over half of the face, so I don't know how to pay attention to the image, and I usually forget it, this outsider is still there! The master drank a glass of wine angrily, and decided to give more peace pocket money after going back, so as not to embarrass him, our family is not poor!

A table of meals, safely ate a small half of the table, and finally took away a few roast pigeons, this meal made Song Xue impressed, and the master was ashamed of himself.

After thanking Fourth Master Song, the master hurriedly left the Song family with Ping'an, so as not to continue to be embarrassed here.

"Why are you still holding a pot of bamboo? What a shame on me! Am I hungry for you?"

"Don't eat for nothing, don't eat for nothing, the Song family has a big business and it's not bad for you to have a meal, don't say it, the taste is really good, this bamboo is the bamboo of the ancestor of a thousand illusions, don't you think it's very good?"

"Hmph, another delusional fool, for many years, how many people have hoped to find that clump of spirit bamboo through this little cold bamboo, but what? Bamboo is everywhere, but it doesn't work. ”

"I'm not stupid, I just like bamboo."

"Whatever you want, I don't care anyway, you raise it yourself!" The master said helplessly.

The bamboo swayed left and right with the movement of Ping'an, the turquoise figure was transparent and straight, an inch of bamboo and an inch of heart, who can know how far the heart is?