Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao returned to Taicang three days later.

When they arrived at Junshou Mansion, Ling Miaomiao was watching the sound of Mu in the room. The observation was so careful that he didn't even hear the knock on the door.

At that time, Mu Sheng spread his hair, lowered his eyelashes, and wiped a vase quietly and meticulously, very carefully, only the tip of the ear moved occasionally, like a sensitive little animal.

He wiped the vase, put it down gently, and then wiped the other things on the table. The spot where he wiped it was spotless, a few rays of sunlight emerged from the window, orange, and fell on the back of the boy ’s pale hand, forming a piece A bright spot.

He took one step, Ling Miaomiao followed one step, staring at him intently, wondering in his heart that this man was a robot sweeper.

After the sun rose, he looked like the colorful painting faded, the expression on his face gradually disappeared, and returned to the look in front of him.

At first, Miao Miao thought he was pretending.

It was later discovered that he was really photophobic, like a rare animal that came out at night, and occasionally only briefly woke up at night and fell asleep after the sun came out.

Ling Miaomiao thought again. After Mu Huaijiang applied Mu Shen's forgetting mantra to Mu Sheng at that time, he shut him alone in the dark hall, even the windows were affixed with black paper, which made some sense. But before she could understand what the principle was, this person had lost language and consciousness again.

For a while, no one noticed, the knock on the door became eager, a little noisy and snickering, vaguely heard from the door.

"Come here ... wow!" Ling Miaomiao opened the door with a "swipe", stunned.

There were two people in fancy clothes standing at the door, with tassels and jingle bells on their bodies, animal skins were sewn on the coat with a little ethnic color, and the fur collar covered half of the face, wrapped like an Eskimo .

"Liu ... Brother?" Ling Miaomiao recognized the mature man with a thick beard and a tanned smile as she looked at her with a smile.

God, is this the handsome young man Liu Fuyi whose clothes are better than Bai Xue in the original book?

The man is still holding a baby girl with a small face and a round face, and the walk is not stable, crooked, crooked, like a penguin. After standing, the little girl rested on his leg and raised in a boring way. He raised his face and blew his slobber bubbles at Ling Miaomiao.

With a twist of her head, she saw a woman with almost the same exaggerated dress. She did not follow the traditional method of pulling her hair bun. Instead, she tied a few braids and smiled gently. The light-colored pupils reflected in the sun, like amber, arms bent There is also a baby as small as a cat.

"... Sister Mu?" Miao Miao looked dumbfounded.

"Hush." ​​Liu Fuyi compared a finger, a mouth, and the familiar feeling was back. He was half funny and half disgusted and lowered his voice, "Don't be so loud, Erbao is asleep."

The second child was a boy, only four months after landing, which was a bit worse than the snow silkworm. He didn't even have a big name. There was a nickname called Erbao.

Ling Miaomiao is accustomed to fairy couples who do n’t know the fireworks in the world. In memory, they will blush even with a hand held, and blink their eyes, just like the farmer and peasant woman on the mountain snowfield, so they have children to live with It is really novel.

"I'll let you cut the beard after you came back." Mu Yao turned his head a little, and blushed a little embarrassedly. "Look, I was terrified."

Liu Fuyi touched his baby beard, but he said, but he only smiled indulgently at Mu Yao, turned his head to Ling Miaomiao and said apologetically: "How bad the conditions are at Qilin Mountain, you do n’t know, God Blizzard in the world, staying for two years, I forgot all the gifts, and I did n’t have much time to take care of these things. "

Ling Miaomiao's guilt surged with gratitude, wanted to say something, stared at the eyes for a long time, but said: "In such a cold place, will the silkworm be frozen to death?"

"..." Liu Fuyi looked at her and shook her head deliberately, "Alas, Miao Miao only cares about silkworms."

"No, no, Brother Liu, I ..."

"Silkworm!" The girl's clear voice snapped into the conversation, took out the finger that was sucking in her mouth, and shouted indistinctly, "I!"

Mu Yao smiled and explained, "This kid, you guys think you said her." And he freed a hand to pat the girl's shoulder. "Snow silkworm, say hello to your aunt."

"Auntie--" The little girl named Xueqian was born with a powdered jade, half curious and half timidly looking at Ling Miaomiao's face, squinting in a long tone, and the spit came out.

"Eh." Ling Miaomiao also looked at her curiously, and responded briskly, not knowing what etiquette to use, she bent down and hugged her, and the child had a scent of milk.

When I embraced the big one, the small one was not happy. From the mother's arms, the arms like white lotus roots were raised, and the swaddle was slapped up and down.

This sharp cry instantly stunned Mu. He was like lightning, and his figure was blocked in front of Ling Miaomiao. His eyes were empty and there was no popularity. His eyes looking at the noise source were full of cold disgust. , As if to strangle him on the spot.

Ling Miaomiao saw this expression and hurriedly grabbed his clothes to pull him back.

Unconsciously, Liu Fuyi squeezed Erbao's hand and forced it into his hand, saying cheerfully, "Ah, let's see him greet you."

The muffled voice was tight all over, and the child was not happy. His small hand was squeezed into a fist, but he refused to stretch it out.

Ling Miaomiao was funny and worried. He wrapped Erbao's small fist first with his hands, carefully moved away from Mu Sheng's eyes, and blocked it with his body: "Brother Liu, you can take it easy. . "

"It doesn't hinder ..." Liu Fuyi said a few words, and the silent sound of wandering like a wandering spirit suddenly broke out, grabbed Ling Miaomiao's wrist, and forced into the house.

Miaomiao turned her head while walking, still wanting to talk, and he went around for half a week, standing straight in front of her eyes to block her vision, cold eyes, not very happy look.

Seeing her withdraw her gaze, instead of looking at Liu Fuyi, he carefully licked his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and took a fist in front of her.

Ling Miaomiao stared at him for a long while, and also stretched his fist, trying to collide with him.

"..." Mu Sheng looked up at her, hiding her hand in her sleeve, her eyes full of accusations.

Ling Miaomiao was even more puzzled.

"Is this Xue Xue Bingsi?"

Ling Miaomiao was holding the box with both hands, carefully looking at the silk silk lying there, almost thin to a translucent shape, like a thin layer of falling snow. She didn't dare to touch too much, fearing that it might break.

"You said Asheng has woke up?" Liu Fuyi frowned, not answering the question, the teacup in front of him was curled with heat. Snow Silkworm reached out to touch the cloud-like vapor, and Mu Yao quickly caught the small paw with his eyes, and whispered a lesson.

The warm charcoal fire was burning in the house, and the two had taken off the thick fur winter coat. They couldn't take a breath, and the two children in their arms were too busy.

A trace of sympathy lingered in Ling Miaomiao's heart, and he looked back at the sound of admiration sitting obediently. He felt that although this man was like a fool, he was more obedient than a child: "Only I woke up twice in the night, the sun in the daytime Come out, still like this. "

He must have been the clearest about this matter himself, and he knew what the consequences would be if he hurried out. But that day he just indulged so much that he stayed until dawn, so that he couldn't wake up at night for these two days.

"Sunlight is not good for the big demon. They absorb the moonlight and are active at night." Mu Yao's voice was cold. "But Asheng is different. When he saw the sun when he was out of control, his demon power was enhanced. My father found this when he was After that, he had to shut him in the dark room. "

She glanced at Mu Sheng, and Mu Sheng didn't respond at all to her gaze: "He is now in a state where the reason is actually playing with the out-of-control hostility. If he wins, he will be the same as before; if he can't account for it, If you have the first chance, you can only be controlled by the violent, swallowing the world. Fortunately, with you as a limit, he can still control himself, and he has not continued to develop. "

Ling Miaomiao was silent, staring at Xue Ping Bingsi in the box, her tone was a bit suspicious: "Can this thing really work."

It looks like a piece of silk like a piece of paper, and it is necessary to cut a strip to make this gate that bears a lot of weight. It seems a bit dangerous.

"It certainly won't work with this alone." Liu Fuyi answered quietly. "Before Bai Jin put his hair on him, there was one more thing that he didn't do now, do you remember?"

Ling Miaomiao stayed: "What's the matter?"

Mu Yao sighed: "Before this, Mu Rong'er cut his hair with a cut moon."

"..." Ling Miaomiao blinked slowly, and the hope in her eyes immediately halved.

Liu Fuyi glanced at her, as if to see that she didn't show that expression, took out a bulky thing from her arms, and patted it on the table very boldly.

The big iron scissors have some rusty handles.

Ling Miaomiao was shocked that he actually carried this weapon with him. Looking again, a concave crescent was carved on the shaft, and the scarlet rust was like blood.

"this is……"

She felt unbelievable, didn't she say that the cut of the moon was to be exchanged for life?

"Guess who asked for this?"