"How could this happen? Why don't you have enough? " Guan Tong painfully feeds the egg with a mouthful of rice: "egg, you tell Grandma, did you eat something you shouldn't have?"
The egg shakes its head.
Wu Ruo thinks that his son's situation is related to sanqishi and turns to look at heixuan Yi.
"He's been learning metaphysics recently, and he's consumed a lot of spiritual power. Maybe that's why he feels hungry, black letter," he said in a low voice
"The old slave is here." Heixin goes to heixuanyi and says, "I don't know what the master has to say.
"You asked the kitchen people to cook some food with spiritual power for the eggs to taste."
Black letter says: "there is still some spirit milk in the old slave, do you want to give the young master a small bowl to try first?"
Black Xuan Yi looks slightly.
Heixin hurriedly returns to the room to load a bowl of milk.
After the egg is drunk, under the stare of many pairs of eyes, he laughs and cackles and burps: "full."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"The boy's body is strange," said numu
In the past, because of a little spiritual milk, one night, from a few months old child to a two-year-old child, but now because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power, we need to drink spiritual milk to supplement spiritual power.
Wu Ruo didn't explain, but he felt that there might be all kinds of unforeseen situations in the future. He must find a time to find Jiyi and hope that they can ask about sanqishi.
"Just enough." Guan Dan put down his spoon with a smile and asked Wu Ruo and Hei Xuan Yi, "there is still ten days left for the Moon Festival on August 15. How do you plan to celebrate it? Do you want to prepare a gift for relatives and friends? "
Wuruo and heixuanyi take a look at each other and shake their heads: "No."
"Then I won't prepare gifts for you." Guan Tong frowned: "this is the first time we haven't had a moon festival with your eldest brother, and we don't know where your eldest brother is now. The experience is not smooth."
Wu Qianqing listens to her mention of Wu Zhu, but she looks at Wu Ruo. Wu Ruo also looks at him.
Wu Xi hugs Guan Tong: "Niang, don't worry. Elder brother is so powerful that he can come back successfully. It doesn't matter if he doesn't succeed. Anyway, there's no Wu family in Gaoling city now. There's no reward if he comes back successfully. There's no hall for longevity if he engraves the longevity card. No one will call him Wu'an bamboo every day."
Guan Tong didn't take a look at her: "you are becoming more and more indiscreet."
Wu Xi spits out his tongue and quietly looks at Wu Qianqing. Seeing that Wu Qianqing is not unhappy, he feels relieved.
Guan Tong cleans his mouth: "I'm always restless recently. I want to go to the lianfo temple on August 15 to worship. I heard that the Bodhisattva there is very efficacious."
Wu Ruo said, "Mom, I'll go with Xuanyi.
In fact, he was worried that Xiuyun would send someone to arrest his mother to threaten him and black Xuan Yi.
"Are you free?" Guan Tong asked
"Yes."
Guan Tong said with a smile, "well, then we will go together. Besides, there are many things happening recently. You can go and worship.
After lunch, Wu Ruo and black Xuanyi come to the yard where Dan and Jiyi live, and try to use the secret techniques of black Xuanyi.
"Why should we come to the egg yard?" Wuruo asked.
"The trick we use is called white bone technique. It requires white bone buried underground to summon up white bone as a force to fight against people. Before that, I had summoned all the white bones in our yard, so I had to try it in the egg yard."
"I see. Do you need to control the amount of bone white with the level of power?"
"Yes."
Wu Ruo nodded: "I'll try your secret skill now."
He used his spiritual power to learn the hand movements and movements of black Xuan Yi again.
Black Xuan Yi reminds him: "pay attention to the control of spiritual power. Don't recruit all the white bones in the house. It will scare my parents.
Wu Ruo put up most of the power, and let it rush to the fingertips. Then, the ground vibrated. Suddenly, several "bangs" made several bones under the ground.
He looked at the white bone in surprise and said, "can I really use the secret arts of your family?"
"Yes," said black Xuan Yi
Wu Ruo raised his hands and looked at it: however, I am not a member of your family. How could I "In general, a magician can only learn one kind of sect's xuanshu. Unless the body is special, the two sects' xuanshu or spiritual power may collide, leading to violent body death.
Wuruo already thinks that his body is very unique. He can not only learn Yin and Yang skills, but also learn the secrets in his brain. How could he use the secrets in other families.
But why can he use other people's clan xuanshu?
Does it have something to do with his sucking on each other's power?
Black Xuan Yi goes to Wu ruo's face and says, "I think the city Lord asked you to use the white bone technique repeatedly. You should know that you can use other xuanshu. So, do it deliberately to hint you about this."
Wu Ruo is slightly shocked.
There is something in his statement.
Why did the mayor do it? How does the city Lord know that he can make others' secret arts?
By the way, didn't his grandfather ask the recording manager to send the longevity card? There should be some relationship between the city Lord and his grandfather, that is to say, the city Lord may know the secret arts in his brain, so the city Lord is suggesting the particularity of his body or secret arts.
If Wu Ruo thinks that his body is very ordinary, then the secret arts in his brain are quite special, but in addition to shadow stealing, six of them have been specifically explained. In this way, shadow stealing can not only see the flow of spiritual power in other people's bodies, but also improve his spiritual level by absorbing other people's spiritual power through shadow, and learn other people's secret arts secretly.
If this is the case, shadow stealing is also against the sky. No wonder that in the last life, the secret art of shadow stealing has been widely spread in the outside world and can be invincible in the world. No wonder his mother asked him not to say it. If someone knew about it, he would be caught and dug out from his mind.
"Hiss, it's not surprising that you can learn from other people's xuanshu because the egg is made of three or seven stones. But you, a father, can be so powerful, which makes people curious." Jixi's voice sounded behind him.
Wuruo turned to look at him.
Jixi made a circle around Wuruo: "just like the people in that family.
"What race?" Wu Ruo asked curiously
Jiyi opens his mouth. Suddenly, he feels a bleak look coming. He looks up and sees black Xuan Yi squinting at him, as if warning him not to say anything.
"I only remember that people of that clan can use all the xuanshu. As for the clan, I don't remember it. After all, it's a thousand years ago. Only the older generation of the demon clan knows the things of that clan better."
"Well." Since Ji Xi didn't remember it, Wu Ruo turned to the topic: "Ji Xi, the egg has not been full recently. You can only be full if you eat food with spiritual power. Do you know why?"
"I haven't raised a child of 37 stone, how can I know about eggs?" When Ji Xi heard about the three or seven stones, he was angry and wanted to eat people.
"Are you having trouble with Yeji?" Wuruo asked tentatively
"Why should I make trouble with him?" said Ji Xi, gritting his teeth. "Where is he worth it?"
Wuruo raised his finger and pointed behind him.
Jiyi looks back, and Yeji stands at the gate of the yard.
He snorted and flew back to the room, slamming the door.
Wu Ruo, standing in the yard, clearly felt the house shaking, and even saw the dust falling down. He could see how hard Ji Xi used to close the door.
Night Ji's expressionless face flashed a little helpless, and went to Wuruo's face and said, "the child who turned into three or seven stones will not die even if he does not eat for ten years."
Wuruo: "..."
He is not too poor to feed his children.
"Is there anything else?" black Xuan Yi asked
"If you're really afraid that he's hungry, feed him some spiritual strength." Night Ji finish saying, go to spine wing room door knock.
Wu Ruo takes up black Xuan Yi's hand and whispers, "let's go. Don't disturb them."
Leaving the yard where the egg lives, he immediately hugged heixuanyi's arm and said, "seeing the trust of Yeji and Jiyi, it reminds me of..."
At this point, he stopped.
In fact, he wanted to say that he would think of the last life. At that time, they were always upset and missed thirteen years. When they think about it, they always regret it.
Black Xuan Yi looks down at him: "what do you think of?"
"When I think of the relationship between us, I hope that when I calm down after making troubles in the future, I will give each other an opportunity to explain."
black Xuan Yi looks at him quietly for a while, and says in a hoarse voice, "I hope you can remember what I said today."
"Of course I will remember that" Wu Ruo put the weight of his whole body on black Xuan Yi's body: "Oh, I'm so tired, husband, hurry to take your wife back."
Black Xuan Yi hooks her lips, bends over and sits on her arms.
Wu Ruo looks at him with a smile. Well, his man looks really beautiful. His pale handsome face is dazzlingly beautiful like a layer of white light under the sun.
He can't help but hold the man's face, bow his head and kiss him on the forehead: "I really want to hide you from others."
Black Xuan Yi looks up at him and says, "then I'll get another fake belt."
Wu Ruo wanted to say yes, but he couldn't wear it all his life: "well, wearing a fake skin for a long time will be bad for your skin. You look pale than the sick person."
Black Xuan Yi turns to look at the road ahead: "the skin color of people in our place is paler than that of my fourth brother."
If Wu Ruo thinks about it, it's true.
However, the reason why the black shading Tang didn't wear the fake skin is that the skin color is a little normal. As for the two people, heigan and heixin, they may have more sun recently, and their faces are darker than that of the black shading Tang. However, compared with the ordinary people, their faces are still too white.