Xiaoxiao's obsession and resentment before she left are still etched in his mind to this day. He Shu really doesn't believe that Guanghan can take her to the next yin to eliminate her resentment and let her choose to stay voluntarily. afterlife.

Looking horizontally and vertically, left and right, Guanghan is not like the kind of eloquent king who can persuade people!

"Did you leave the child behind and come back by yourself?"

All kinds of doubts could not help He Shu not want to crook.

Guanghan never admits it: "I have a friend there who can train her. If you don't believe me, I will take you to see it next month."

He Shu was suspicious: "Do you still have friends there? King Yanluo?"

"I know, I know! Not King Yanluo, but his old lover!"

Fengfeng didn't know when he woke up, and was screaming beside him, lest the world would not be chaotic.

He Shu's meaningful tone rose with a long, long voice.

Guanghan: ...

"I don't have an old lover."

He was serious about stating the facts.

Unfortunately, no one believed him.

Because there is another bird, who usually feels the pain of being "suppressed" by him, but now he seizes the opportunity to add fuel to his life and blackmail him to death.

"Let me tell you, he really has a lover. Once I went down with him to do errands. He stood by the river for a long time, doing nothing else, just chatting with that woman, that woman is beautiful!"

He Shu: "Prettier than Qu Jie?"

Fengfeng sneered: "What is Qu Jie! It's not as good as a finger of others. If that woman comes to the live broadcast, the fans will break one million in minutes, and the capital will bring a basket of money, crying and begging her to become a star!"

Guanghan: ...

Fengfeng: "Also, her voice is very nice. Although they whispered and won't let me approach, what kind of bird am I? The ancient phoenix that comes out every tens of thousands of years, they are on guard, so let me hear a few Let’s put it this way, what a good voice in China, as long as she speaks, she won’t even need to advance to the audition, she will directly win the championship.”

Guanghan: ...

Fengfeng: "I remember that day when the wind was sunny, Guanghan and I went down to the shade together, and when we got to the Naihe River, I could only hear the wailing of thousands of ghosts, the wind and the bitter rain, but as long as she opened her mouth to sing, it would definitely be silent, and all the demons and ghosts would stop. All ears."

Guanghan's face was expressionless: "Where does the wind and sunshine come from in the underworld?"

Fengfeng went mad: "Don't interrupt me, it's just an adjective! Can you describe it or not, and it's appropriate to exaggerate the atmosphere!"

He Shu:  …

Fengfeng: "Where did you just say?"

He Shu: "All ears are welcome."

Fengfeng: "Oh yes, then Guanghan walked over and asked her, do you remember me? Guess how she answered?"

He Shu: "Lang Jun, you can teach the slave family to wait, waiting for you for three hundred years!"

Fengfeng said angrily, "Why do you play so many dramas? Are you acting in a TV series?"

He Shu innocently: "I learned from you, you are more exaggerated than the TV series."

Fengfeng: "Are you still listening or not? If you don't listen to me, stop talking!"

"Listen!"

He Shu is the same as Shun Shun, although the words and sentences are slightly exaggerated, judging from Fengfeng's description and Guanghan's non-denial, that woman does exist.

Fengfeng: "Then the woman said, Master Guang, long time no see."

He Shu:? ? ?

Guanghan: ...

It's hard to imagine that Fengfeng's youthful voice can produce a tender and endless loop, but it did it.

He Shu: "Master Guang?"

Fengfeng: "Master Guang."

He Shu: "Do they have a story?"

Fengfeng: "There must be."

The two sang together like a cross talk, Guang Han didn't bother to listen, turned around and left.

He had to pass the kitchen to go to the bathroom. He glanced at it inadvertently and found that the stove was still on a low fire. He opened the lid and lean meat porridge was being cooked in it.

"I didn't know you bought breakfast. I made porridge before you came back last night."

When Guanghan turned his head, He Shu was leaning against the door frame and yawning. He was wearing Coral Fleece Pajamas of Koda Duck, with messy hair and misty eyes.

"I just teased you with Fengfeng, don't be angry!"

"Not angry."

The meat porridge has been boiled until thick, but the moisture inside has not been boiled out. It can be seen that the porridge cooker keeps adding water into it regularly.

The time over there is different from that in the human world. When crossing the river and talking, Guanghan felt that only a short while passed, but he forgot that it had been a day and a night here.

Ever since he moved in, He Shu basically never touches Yang Chunshui. He can’t cook. Excuse me, but he can order takeaway, He Shu must be too lazy to do it.

He Shu also doesn't like to sleep on the sofa, which has now become Fengfeng's exclusive territory, but last night he curled up with Fengfeng and slept on the sofa, and tomorrow is waiting for him to come back.

"You don't cook well."

He scooped up a spoonful and tasted it, carefully evaluating it.

He Shu was speechless: "Don't minced meat porridge all taste the same, is there a difference?"

Guanghan: "The pork you bought is wrong. You want to buy local pigs, remove the fishy smell, chop the garlic with a knife and mix them together, add some sesame oil, then put them in and cook on low heat. Now the taste is bland, not as fragrant as I cooked it."

"All right, all right, cooking master!" He Shu raised his hands in surrender, "If I knew you were buying breakfast, I would have to watch the fire all night in a panic."

"I'll do it next time."

"I don't know when you'll be back."

"I'll tell." Guanghan looked back at him, "I won't just leave after saying it."

He Shu always felt that his words sounded a little strange, and there seemed to be a hidden meaning, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

I am used to the delicious delicacies cooked by Guanghan, and then I eat the porridge cooked by myself, it seems that the taste is missing.

He Shu secretly put the porridge aside, and went to get the bean curd that Guanghan bought back as if nothing had happened.

"This is from the one in Xinjie!" He Shu sighed while eating, "I have been to Hubei before, and the taste is authentic when I eat it, but it is different when it is made by a foreigner. I and You said, in the future, hot and dry noodles can’t be packed, so you have to eat them while they’re still hot, and even if you heat them up, they won’t taste the same... Where’s my bean curd?!”

Fengfeng opened her innocent bird eyes and swallowed the last piece: "I thought you were full just by talking to Guanghan."

He Shu: "He bought so many, I just ate one piece!"

Fengfeng smacked her mouth: "There are not many things, but what is expensive is not enough. I am thinking of you, so you don't want to eat too much."

He Shu: "I want to pluck the hair now."

Fengfeng: "What are you doing, don't come here! Why don't you eat the pot of porridge you cooked yourself, you're wasting food! Look at Guanghan, he bullies me, don't pluck my hair! My lovely hair, wow wow! "

The day of chicken and dog jumping started again.

Guanghan silently took the pot of porridge that no one cares about and ate it.

In fact, the taste is not that bad, it's just that the appetite for one person and one bird has been spoiled by him.

A strange ecology often appears on the dinner table.

He Shu and Fengfeng never stopped talking, while Guanghan ate and wandered as if he had nothing to do with himself. Usually when he returned from his mind wandering, a lively morning, lunch and dinner would end just like that.

Today is a bit of an exception.

"Old Han, Han Bao, come back to your senses and tell you something!"

He Shu interrupted his fugue time by biting on the fritters.

Guanghan turned his head to look at him, his eyes gradually became focused from lax.

"Didn't I go to bed late last night, I thought about it when I had nothing to do, and created a trick of my own."

Homemade?

Guanghan showed a puzzled expression.

"If you don't believe me, come on, let me show you a demonstration."

He put his two fingers together and put them against his lips, closed his eyes and concentrated, then opened them suddenly, and pointed at Fengfeng with his two fingers like swords.

"rise!"

Automatic without wind.

Fengfeng's feathers stood on end in an instant, like a bird with fried feathers!

A few fluffs were detached from the body due to the sudden and excessive force, and after floating around the body, they slowly landed.

Fengfeng:? ? ?

It still had half a deep-fried dough stick snatched from He Shu's mouth stuffed in its mouth, and its eyes were full of bewilderment.

"It was just windy? The windows are not closed?"

Guanghan: ...

A word indeed, but also weird.

Guang Han really can't think of any practical effect of this trick. Is it possible that when he encounters demons and monsters, he blows their clothes off in an instant? Let them run away naked?

But silence is not because of that.

His heart was indeed a little shaken.

Many people say that today is the age of the end of the law.

What is the Age of Doomsday?

In Buddhism, the Buddha told Ananda, "After my extinction, the Dharma should last for a long time. After entering extinction, there are still five hundred years of the Dharma, and one thousand years of the Dharma. After one thousand and five hundred years, the Dharma-ending period will be entered. After this period lasted for 10,000 years, Buddhism completely disappeared.

Here, the time of Dharma and Dharma, and the classics have their own interpretations, not one of them prevails, but it is generally recognized that the current era is indeed the era of the end of the law. People have different interpretations of the ancient books of the Great Dao, and the degree of industrialization is high.What comes is that the resources are exhausted and the spiritual energy has disappeared. Most of the so-called immortal methods in ancient times have become legends, and the world is more and more in awe of it because they are invisible.

Accompanying this is the increase in the difficulty of cultivation. Nowadays, many capable people who hunt ghosts and subdue demons, including Li Ying of the Special Administrative Bureau, are unimportant persons who cannot be put on the table in ancient times or even more distant times.It's not that they're not smart, it's that the aura of environmental resources limits what they can currently achieve.

Guanghan heard that there is a special space for them to practice on the roof of the General Bureau of the Special Administrative Region. It is the crystallization of a few great masters after condensing and condensing the spiritual energy. They can meditate and practice in it, and they can get twice the result with half the effort. Related institutions around the world will have similar way and place.

All of the above, one can imagine how difficult it is in today's era, whether it is to create a spell by yourself, or to gain an inch of strength.

But He Shu did it.

Even if it's a bit nondescript, the talent and potential behind it - although Guanghan knew that his talent was high, he couldn't help but appear unexpected.

It is no wonder that Grandpa He Shu wanted him to live an ordinary life, but at the same time he could not bear the decline of his sect, and he taught his grandson what he had learned all his life.

Seeing Guanghan Bafeng's unmoving face showing surprise, He Shu couldn't help but be proud.

"Brilliant, right?"

"It's awesome." Guang Han nodded, "It's just that it's hairy, are you responsible for sticking it back?"

He Shu:  …

Fengfeng has already flown to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

He Shu was so guilty that he hurried over to coax the birds.

There was another movement of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Guanghan was in a calm mood and took a sip of soy milk.