Jiang Xin is a child after all, she was already frightened when she was trained in vain, and nodded while sobbing. But Jiang Jianfei was so distressed that he kept helping her wipe her tears and teasing her with delicious food, but it didn't work at all.

Looking at Jiang Xin, who was crying profusely, Ji Danhuang felt very embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and said to Jiang Jianfei: "Xiaojian, this is the matter...... Ahem, I'm sorry, I ......."

Jiang Jianfei waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't blame you, it's also that I didn't take care of my daughter well." This time it was her first move, and it's our fault, so I don't blame you. ”

"This ......" Ji Danhuang scratched his head, really not knowing what to say. What he's not good at is probably the end.

Jiang Jianfei sighed, hugged Jiang Xin, and said, "This child is crying a lot, I'll take her back first, and I'll see tomorrow if I can, and then bring her back." ”

The child cries like this, how should he explain it to his wife when he goes back!

"Ahhh Ji Danhuang hurriedly said, "That'...... Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm sorry, this ...... Sorry to bother you. ”

Jiang Jianfei said: "No, no, we caused you trouble." I'll go first, I'll have to take her outside and coax her. Otherwise, I'd have to sleep on the floor at night. As he spoke, he smiled helplessly.

What a little troublemaker!

Ji Danhuang nodded, sent the father and daughter to the door, and watched them get on the elevator before coming back.

Looking at the person sitting on the sofa snorting melon seeds and looking like nothing was in vain, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but complain: "Bai Gujing, Xinxin is also a child no matter what she says, are you so heavy? Look, it scared people to cry." "I'm a little worried that Jiang Jianfei's wife, Wang Shiyu, will come over to settle accounts with them in a while.

Bai Bai rolled his eyes and said, "Child? What's wrong with the child? The child should be like this, not too big or small? If you want me to say, she just owes a lesson, and she will be obedient after two beatings." ”

Ji Danhuang said: "What can you do if you put such a heavy hand and leave her with a psychological shadow!"

Thinking of the cute little Xinxin, as long as she sees Bai Bai in the future, she will be frightened and her little face will turn pale, and Ji Danhuang feels a little distressed.

"Psychological shadow? haha!" Bai Bai chuckled twice, "You think she is small, but in fact she doesn't understand anything! You have a psychological shadow when you beat her? You also underestimate the eldest daughter of the head of the Guigu Sect! Beat her for her good, and if you don't beat her, you will harm her!"

Ji Danhuang shook his head, still unable to agree with this theory of not being successful without fighting: "But she is only ten years old!"

I think that when he was ten years old, he was still a stupid fat man who only knew how to play crazy all day long, and he didn't worry about his appearance or weight, and his mother didn't care better. When I was scolded, I sulked, and after being angry for a long time, I slowly got used to it, and my skin became thicker.

However, this premise is that he is a boy and has a big heart. But a little girl like Jiang Xin, what will happen after being beaten, he doesn't know.

You must know that this little girl's attitude towards goblins is also a psychological shadow of being harmed by goblins when she was a child. This time she was severely repaired by a white bone spirit, and God knows if she will hold a grudge.

Bai Bai snorted coldly: "Ten years old! You also know that she is ten years old! It's time to understand something! When I was ten years old, I followed my master and sister to the rivers and lakes, a bone spirit pen and a box of eye-catching ink, although I can't kill the Quartet, but I am already a little famous, how can I not know the importance of this little girl!"

Speaking of the events of his life, Bai Bai squinted his eyes slightly, and his face showed a trace of nostalgia, as well as a trace of vicissitudes and sadness. She has been dead for so many years, and her white bones have been repaired to the late stage of Huayi, but the past is still engraved in her mind, but she is helpless, and time is gone.

Ji Danhuang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, when you were ten years old?" It was the first time he heard Bai Bai talk about her life, and he couldn't help but be interested.

"Bone Spirit Brush?" Hearing these two terms, Tang Yuzhu frowned, "Are you a bone master?" or a soul painter?"

Ji Danhuang's gaze suddenly turned to Tang Yuzhu's body. Bone Master, Soul Painter, What is that?

After being in the world of cultivating immortals for a while, Ji Danhuang has a certain understanding of some sects of cultivating immortals, but because he doesn't like to read by nature, he hasn't read many classics, so he doesn't know much about those relatively niche professions. And professions like bone master and soul painter who are very mysterious when they hear it, he doesn't know anything about it.

Looking at Tang Yuzhu's appearance, it seems that he knows something. Read more, it's really useful!

"Huh?" Bai Bai raised his eyebrows, looking at Tang Yuzhu's gaze, there was a little surprise, "You actually know the Bone Master and the Soul Painter? ”

Tang Yuzhu smiled and did not speak. Xu was because of the closed disciples, Yu Xuzi had a special love for her, and made an exception to allow her to enter and leave the forbidden places of Guigumen at will, including the library pavilion.

Since the Guigumen officially decided to take the path of cultivating the Fa, there has been a special group of disciples responsible for collecting anecdotes from all over the world, as well as the rise and fall of various large and small sects, and its role is somewhat similar to that of historians in ancient times. However, they recorded these events in order to analyze the laws of the rise and fall of the world, and to control the development layout of various sects, so as to preserve them in the midst of historical changes.

Tang Yuzhu, who likes to read, has obtained the qualification to enter the library pavilion, so he will naturally not let go of the various books in it. To this day, except for the confidential documents on the top floor of the library, the contents of the rest of the books have long been engraved into her mind. She naturally understands the scarce professions of bone master and soul painter.

Bai Bai smiled proudly: "I might as well tell you, I was a bone master and a soul painter before my death. My master is a well-known soul painter, and my master is an authentic bone master. The bones of my body, which are suitable for cultivating immortals, were drawn by my master with dragon scale ice ink, and then carved by my master's own hands. ”

Tang Yuzhu was slightly surprised: "Oh? A meaningful smile bloomed at Bai Bai, "Pu Jia Ming, Bai Lu is not dawning." The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. ”

Soul painters and bone masters are the two most scarce professions since ancient times. The reason why soul painters are scarce is because it requires extremely high talents, not only painting talents, but also very strong mental power, so that they can condense ink and make them have the consciousness of active attack. If you want to become a high-level soul painter, you must at least be able to use your heart and ten purposes to be qualified.

As for the bone master, it is basically inherited by bone transfer, and a master can only bring one apprentice in his life. When accepting apprentices, they must be carefully selected, and then go through a ritual with a mortality rate of up to 90% to make the bones of the master and apprentice resonate, so as to ensure that after the death of the master, his bones can be replaced in the body of the apprentice for inheritance. If you want to forge a bone master, like a bone master, you can manipulate the bones of foreign objects, and thus create a bone master, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky. Since ancient times, the success rate has been less than 1 in 1 million.

The person who can be both a soul painter and a bone master was born in the Tang Dynasty, and there is only one person.

Looking at Tang Yuzhu's clear smile in vain, listening to this famous sentence she chanted, my heart was even more shocked. His name should have been washed away by time a long time ago, and the act of collecting ink before his death has also erased the part about himself in various books, and it is impossible to keep a record of himself in the historical records. How did she guess?

Bai Bai frowned and moved her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she finally held back, but when she looked at Tang Yuzhu's gaze, there was a strange light that could not be expressed in words.

Since she didn't want to talk about herself, it was hard to ask her how she knew so many things. If you talk too much, it will make people suspicious.

The eyes of Ji Danhuang and the goblins kept moving back and forth on Tang Yuzhu and Bai Baibai's bodies, and there was always a feeling of being excluded by these two. What are these two people talking about? Why don't they understand at all?

Su Zixuan couldn't help but ask, "What soul painter? What bone master? What are they?" Sister Bai, you used to be a soul painter and a bone master? Why haven't you ever mentioned it? It sounds like it's very powerful!"

As a fox demon, Su Zixuan, although he has lived for hundreds of years, he has never heard of the names of soul painter and bone master.

Bai Bai chuckled and said: "What's so powerful, it's just a painting and carving, it's boring, don't mention it." Moreover, a man dies like a lamp that goes out, and he does nothing before his life. It has been thousands of years since Chen sesame rotted grain, what is there to say, it is more reliable for us to study and study the rehearsal. He took a sip of his teacup, his gaze covered in the shadows with a hint of amazement.

Although he was full of curiosity about Bai Bai's past, it can be seen that Bai Bai didn't want to say more, and it was inconvenient for everyone to ask more, so they suppressed all their curiosity. Indeed, as said in vain, it doesn't make much sense to talk about those things that are rotten in the grain, it's better to save a little spitting and talk about business.

"Okay, okay!" Ji Danhuang stood up and clapped his palms, "Everyone has rested enough, let's continue to work." Now there is still a shortage of clothes for eight mobs in the group of five, and a bunch of weapons and armor, and there are still a few sets of outlets that have not been completed. Everyone worked hard to get busy, and tried to prepare everything that was going to be used on May Day before this Friday, the audio was made, and the plot went on twice. Wait until Friday night, the whole dough base will have a dinner and eat meat!"

As soon as they heard that there was meat to eat, the eyes of all the female goblins suddenly lit up, and they shouted in unison, "Good!"