"If you don't speak, the old man will be your acquiescence, in fact, you don't have to be so ashamed, you don't look like your father at this point, if you change to him, you will definitely be very proud to reply to the last sentence shamelessly, then the world is invincible, you are still different from him, maybe follow your mother!"

Who would have thought that it would be useless for him to pretend to be crazy and stupid, Baili Changfeng continued to purse his lips and joke, and it seemed that he didn't want to let go of this topic at all.

In fact, Baili Changfeng was not aimed at Mu Guitian, but in his heart, he regarded Mu Guitian as a happy medicine for him, and these things he had encountered recently made him feel upset, so he just used Mu Guitian, a junior, to mediate his depressed mood.

At that time, Mu Yuan looked like a living treasure in front of them, so when facing Mu Guitian, Baili Changfeng behaved very casually, and he saw Mu Yuan's original shadow in the youth.

I don't know if he has already set off on the way to Dadu, and I don't know if his trip to Dadu is smooth sailing, presumably it shouldn't be?

In fact, a hundred miles of wind can be imagined without using your brain, the result will inevitably not, you must know that he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion single-handedly, which means that he is alone in the capital, although there are not many first-class masters on the surface, but there are no other doormen in the secret, no one knows, even if there is not, the hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen in the capital, plus hundreds of thousands of soldiers, equipped with well-equipped swords, guns, swords, halberds, are enough to crush any top master, even if a person is powerful, his energy is limited, unless he has reached the legendary realm, but so far, such a person has not appeared in the rivers and lakes。

Even the [Holy Pen Xuan Sword] Nie Chengfeng, who was recognized as the number one master of martial arts, had never reached that height.

Not to mention, most of the elite soldiers and strong generals are all equipped with extremely strong, invulnerable, and vain hooves and tendons, just these armors are piled together, which is enough for ordinary people to drink a pot, so a simple and primitive human flesh tactic is enough to make anyone hate on the spot.

“......”

Mu Guitian was speechless, he simply turned his head and lay on his side on the rocking chair, out of sight and out of mind, this old man was really difficult to entangle.

Speaking of his mother, Mu Guitian hadn't seen her old man for a long time, and her kind and amiable face was no longer so clearly visible in Mu Guitian's mind.

But Mu Guitian clearly remembers that his mother's two dimples are very good-looking, especially when she laughs, giving people a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze, since he can remember, his mother's two dimples have always existed, he was there when he was young, and he will still be the same when he grows up.

Mu Guitian was very naughty when he was young, he loved to be mischievous, he loved to tease people, and when it came to his favorite thing, it was to report to his mother about his father's words and deeds, and even every move, his big mouth should have been developed at that time.

But every time my father did something wrong, or broke something, he ran to complain to his mother with great interest, and his mother would always rub his head with a smile, and after being silent for a long time, she told him, "In a lifetime, there will always be something that will be loyal to him, and there will also be something that he is loyal to, you are still young, and when you grow up, you will find that in fact, your father is not wrong, you are not wrong, we are not wrong, the fault is only time, the wrong is only the vast right path." ”

Every now and then, Mu Guitian would always raise her head and look at her mother's smiling cheeks innocently, expecting her to explain it in an easy-to-understand way, but she always looked at herself with a smile and didn't say a word, and then when she couldn't help but want to ask a second time, she got up and walked into the Buddhist hall every second.

At that time, he always thought that he was too young to understand what his mother was saying, but when he grew up, he found that he still did not understand what his mother meant.

The Buddhist hall at home has existed since Mu Guitian remembered, and until today, just like his mother's two dimples, Mu Guitian doesn't know when he built it and what it was used for, but he knows that when there is nothing to do, his mother always likes to drill where, and he stays for a long time.

The Buddha hall is built very large, just outside a splendid and colorful corridor, Mu Guitian had to run for several minutes to complete a lap, and the pillars and eaves of the corridor are carved with all kinds of colorful murals and Buddhist classics Zen language, basically most of them are Mu Guitian does not understand and does not know, but there are a few he can still roughly understand, including a sentence "I don't go to hell who goes to hell" He was most impressed by it, he didn't know the meaning of this sentence at the time, and the reason why he was impressed was because the sentence mentioned "hell" twice in a row, which made him curious, and he didn't understand why people went to hell and what they were going to hell for.

Of course, he didn't know what the inside of the temple was like, because he had never been inside, although as a child, he often played and frolicked in the corridor outside, but whenever he couldn't resist his curiosity and wanted to go inside to find out, his mother would always appear next to him at the first time, as if she was deliberately staring at him, in order to prevent him from entering the room.

In Mu Guitian's memory, although the time for his parents to meet is not small, but it is really not much, almost every half a month, they will sit in the pavilion in the middle of the lake at home, smiling and gossiping, chatting eloquently, but every time they sit down face-to-face and chat, the time for chatting is always so short, at most it is about to touch a cup of tea, never more or less, despite this, they always respect each other. is intimate, he has grown so big, he has never seen his parents blush, let alone quarrel with him.

"I don't know how her old man is doing now? Are you also worried about me? I have to go to see her old man when I go back this time. ”

Mu Guitian muttered silently in his heart.

"But then again, Mu Yuan's kid is really, he never knew how to take care of your kid's feelings, you said that you have grown up so big, don't you? Not to mention that you are still his own son, and besides, you are not a hairy boy who doesn't know anything now, right?"

Baili Changfeng looked at Mu Guitian's sideways, and said to himself, regardless of whether Mu Guitian was listening or not, as he spoke, he suddenly sighed and complained: "It's not just you, how can he ever consider the feelings of others? If he can take into account the feelings of others, then he is still the same Mu Yuan? will always rush himself to the front, a reckless man!"

In the end, he suddenly turned his head away, quickly reached out and touched his face, his voice trembling slightly.

When he turned around, Mu Guitian still maintained a position of lying on his side, and soon, Baili Changfeng heard an even snoring sound in his ears, and walked over to take a look, it turned out that at some point, Mu Guitian had fallen asleep.