"Jiu'er has been learning kung fu with Uncle Bailong for a long time, has he made progress?"

When Jiumu heard this, Daddy asked this every time they met, and he was a little resistant in his heart, but it was not easy to write it on his face.

This father and mother ask about homework, how normal it is, but somehow, when it comes to herself, it has become a problem for the ages.

The bird on his shoulder held back his laughter unkindly, and just stood and watched the excitement.

The sight of her arrogant and indifferent leader, Uncle Bailong, who was so angry that his beard and eyebrows flew all over the sky, now came to mind, and the straight sect couldn't help but laugh.

Say she is stupid, she understands the things she is interested in, and never forgets, for example, following the white smoke to learn to make wine, she is already a master of winemaking at a young age, and her brewed "cherry blossom drunk" is more distinctive than the white smoke's "smelling red" and "regretting the bowels".

Let's say she's smart, some things are taught more than ten or twenty times, and she can't be taught, for example, Bailong taught her the simplest spiritual power operation and spinning flying skills, and she was so stupid that she learned it for a full year before she barely passed.

Bailong was sometimes angry and didn't want to teach, but when she thought of her father's earnest entrustment in her illness, and the relationship between her uncle and nephew, she stubbornly suppressed her thoughts again.

"Daddy......" Jiumu's voice Daddy screamed a little bit of a heart to beg for mercy, "I recently followed Uncle Baiyan to learn to make wine, and I have made a lot of progress, next time, I will personally brew a jar of "cherry blossom drunk" for you to drink, okay?"

Eagle Pelican squinted at the little slippery head, wanting to criticize but couldn't bear it.

The lark rolled his eyelids, and his heart was full of disgust: come here again, every time like this, and every time he passes.

The host is also too good-natured.

If it were me, hum......

A thousand tricky thoughts quickly poured into the Lark's head, and those images were enjoyable just thinking about them.

"Jiu'er, don't mess around, don't think about progress. Bai Ling saw that the eagle pelican sang red face again and again, and this white face was only sung by herself, and she couldn't get used to it, she didn't know the height of the sky.

Seeing that A-Niang was really angry, Jiu Mu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, A-Niang, Jiu'er will follow Uncle Bailong to learn kung fu seriously." ”

After Bai Ling heard this, he felt a little relieved.

It's not that she is forced to learn kung fu, it's just that one day she will always grow up, and she will always learn some kung fu to protect herself.

......

......

When he came out of the cherry blossom hole, Kugi said to the lark,

"Come with me to someone. ”

Skylark: "Who?"

Jiumu: "Uncle Maoqiu." ”

Skylark: "The stumbling and timid mouse?"

Jiumu: "Hey, don't be rude, Uncle Maoqiu is a mole with only spirits, okay?"

The lark crossbowed, "Isn't the mole also a mouse?"

Seeing that it was arrogant, Jiumu and so on,

"A sparrow is also a finch, and a canary lark is not also a finch?"

The lark raised his head, and the golden antelope feather hurriedly argued: "How can I compare with ordinary finch?"

Jiumu pushed down the water, "It's good that you know, Uncle Maoqiu has turned into a human form after cultivating in this Jiulin Cloth Mountain for five hundred years, although his speech is stumbling, it is better than someone, and he has not grown at all." After speaking, he secretly cursed a bird's eye and looked down on people.

The Lark's Feather Crest twisted, "You want to continue arguing again?"

"I don't want to. Jiumu lazily replied, "I don't have this kung fu at this time, I'm looking for Uncle Maoqiu to ask about business." ”

Uncle Maoqiu?Uncle Maoqiu?

Jiumu replied: "He is much older than me, it is natural to call him uncle, I have the same name as him, and he and A-Niang are another name, there is no contradiction, why do you bother to pick bones in the egg and stick to these red tapes?"

"It's always you who have a point. The lark couldn't tell her, so he asked, "What are you looking for him?"

"I'm going to ask you what the know-it-all of the Three Realms don't know. ”

"You mean, about the Wolf Seven Spirits, and about the Life and Death Curse?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then it's good to ask you Uncle Bailong or Uncle Baiyan directly. ”

Jiumu stopped and looked at the lark, looking like he wanted to scold her for being so unsharp, and said, "Do you think the uncles are very idle?"

The lark immediately understood, "That's right, they are idle when they see you, and they always bother, which is even more disgusting." "Actually, I dislike you too, and I added secretly.

"Who said my uncle disliked me?"

"Your Uncle Bailong, yelling at you every day, saying that you are stupid, isn't it annoying to you?"

"Uncle scolded me for my own good, you know what. ”

After hearing this, the lark sighed in her heart, and really blushed for her, "Yo, now I know that it is for your good, I don't know which one, my face was swollen at that time, and I was clamoring behind my back to send my uncle to the eighteenth layer of hell and throw it into the oil pot to squeeze it dry." ”

"Those were just angry words at the time, how can you take them seriously? ”

"That's how you scolded your uncle, I only believe what I heard. ”

"You talk nonsense. After saying that, he chased after him.

......

The two of them fought and walked to the cave where the hairball lived.

After waiting for a long time, the lark began to complain again, "This mouse has been missing all day, and who knows where it is hiding and lazy." ”

"Ah Niang's head is seriously ill, maybe Uncle Mao Qiu is looking for elixir for Ah Niang again. ”

Kugi looked up at the sky, the sunset hidden by the cherry blossoms hung in the sky and was slightly red, and it was time to return at this hour.

Just thinking about it, I saw the short and fat figure in the distance walking towards this side with a bamboo basket on his back.

"Uncle Maoqiu......" Kugi shouted at the figure who was far away.

The figure paused, then sped up and walked towards it.

"Jiu'er is here. The hairball wiped the sweat from his forehead, removed the bamboo basket full of herbs behind his back, and put a short hoe in his hand into the bamboo basket.

Seeing that his sweaty gray clothes were a little old, and they were stained with dust, and the ends of his hair were already a little scattered, he must have traveled a long way and it was very hard, and Jiumu felt a trace of pity in his heart.

"Uncle Maoqiu, you've worked hard. As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe to help him wipe his sweat, and the hairball dodged back when he saw this, "Ah, don't dirty Jiu'er's clothes." ”

"I'm not idle, you're dirty. ”

"Huh...... Thank you, Jiu'er."

The lark looked at the two of them blankly, and there seemed to be a drama of mother's love and filial piety here and now, which was quite vivid.

The skit ended quickly.

Seeing Jiumu asking about the hairball: "Uncle hairball, Jiu'er wants to ask you about someone." ”

"Who?"

"Wolf Seven Spirits. ”

When Maoqiu heard this familiar name, he was startled, "Jiu'er, why, ask about this person?"

Jiumu looked at Maoqiu's reaction, it seemed that he had really found the right person, "Uncle Maoqiu knows him?"

Maoqiu was silent for a moment, nodded, of course he knew, and too familiar, back then, when he was a little mole, he mixed in all corners of the West Lintel Mountain, and met the wolf king from time to time, and later was raised by his little son Atuo for several years, and the number of times he met him was countless.

"And who is he?" asked Kugi after him.

The furball paused for a moment, and the past couldn't help but go through in his mind, and said quietly, "Former wolf clan, leader." ”

"And what does he have to do with the Curse of Life and Death?"

Maoqiu was stunned, Jiu'er even knew the curse of life and death, it seemed that he had secretly heard his aunt's conversation.