It’s Not Easy Being a Master

The child could not reach his waist, leaning on his fluffy face, milking "Daddy" milkily, one after another.

Shouting Shen Zhixian, even began to recall that he was afraid that it was not the young and ignorant where the seed was left.

Fortunately, Yan Jin's "see you" surprised him in time.

The little guy was still shouting, Shen Zhixuan raised his hand and squeezed his brows, squatted down with some sadness, and rubbed the little guy's fluffy head: "Well, don't shout."

He had never coaxed a child except Xiao Yan Jin-but even Xiao Yan Jin was a teenager at that time. He was a little grown-up, except for occasional chatter, he didn't worry about trivial matters.

The little guy's eyes were watery, like a layer of mist, and his fleshy little hands were holding Shen Zhixian's sleeves, and he stared at him with an eye.

Shen Zhixian got stuck for a long time, and finally coaxed him dry: "Daddy can't yell, I'm not your father. How can you come out and play by yourself when it gets dark? Do you know where the family is? I'll take you back."

None of these words stepped on the point of coaxing the child.

Yan Jin listened to him silently, and suddenly felt that he had a brain to stuff him with all kinds of food magic gadgets, fearing that he really exhausted his mind.

Sure enough, the little guy couldn't hear the answer he wanted, and when he woke, he cried, crying and daddy, crying and even burping.

Shen Zhixian was protected by a tear and a nose on his sleeve, and he took a sigh of relief, and began to feel the pain of the brain, suddenly helpless, stiffened, and continued to say "Don't cry."

He wanted to ask Yan Jin to help him, but He Yanjin stood beside him silently, without any intention to speak. Shen Zhixian was so scorched that she couldn't stand it, and finally she couldn't take it anymore.

The little guy was startled, and reached out his chubby hand to hold Shen Zhixuan's neck, his cry stopped suddenly, his face seemed to be stuck, his face flushed.

Shen Zhixian hugged him with one hand, and patted his back with the other hand. The little boy made a loud cry and walked down the air. The fluffy head came together, and he kissed Shen Zhixuan's horns lovingly. .

Yan Jin's original calm and sorrowful look finally changed slightly, her eyes staring at the little guy, looking at the little guy with excitement, and tightening Shen Zhixuan's neck tighter: "Daddy."

Seeing the little guy no longer cry, Shen Zhixian was finally relieved, and didn't care about his title, only whispered, "It's quiet at last ..."

When he saw the little guy crying badly, his clothes were clean and tidy, and he expected a child to be naughty, and while the adult didn't pay attention to running out, he told Yan Jin: "Go and see who's lost. child."

After all, he took the little guy first to take a few steps. He didn't hear Yan Jin's movements, so he looked back, but saw Yan Jin looking up thoughtfully: "Seeing the child at the age is very skilled."

Shen Zhixian only said "Follow up" when he was bragging, and turned and continued to walk forward. "Why is it difficult to hold a child, it will be more if I hold it. I used to ..."

When he was halfway talking, he suddenly got stuck and stopped walking with his footsteps. When Yan Jin caught up with him three or two steps, he saw his brows frown, and some confused expression appeared on his face: "I haven't held a child before ... what?"

Most of the children who are four or five years old are crying and frolicking, and Shen Zhixian is most afraid of the crying of the children. They often run away when they see this age.

But somehow, he was very attracted to young children, so he was always chased after, and he couldn't even run, let alone take the initiative to hug them.

Shen Zhixian looked sideways at the little guy holding in his hand, the little guy smiled at him, and a little snot bubble came out.

He just picked up the child's movements, as if it seemed to be too smooth.

Most of the children are fragile. People who have never held a child usually hesitate before suddenly holding the child. However, he almost thought about it and just did n’t want it. He just hugged it. His hands seemed to have memories, and he knew that he was resting. It won't make the little guy uncomfortable there.

Probably this is also ... talent?

This is not an important event. Shen Zhixian only wondered for a moment and left it behind, and was about to speak with Yan Jin. A scream that was so tense that almost broke the voice came: "Qiu Qiu!"

The sweaty woman turned away from the street because she ran too fast, and saw her lost son at a glance, and immediately ran forward anxiously, shouting nervously while running: "Qiuqiu!"

The woman probably ran too fast and lost one of her shoes, but she didn't notice it.

The little guy heard the familiar voice and yelled "A niang" milkily, loosening Shen Zhixuan's neck with his hand, and greeted her vigorously.

Shen Zhixian hurried forward a few steps, hurriedly pushed the little guy back into the woman's arms, finally relieved.

The woman was also relieved and poked at the little guy's head in anger, not willing to use any strength. The little guy just thought that A Niang was playing with him, giggling, and the chubby little hand pointed at Shen Zhixian: "Dad, dad!"

Shen Zhixian leaned slightly to the side, avoiding his finger, so as to avoid rudeness to take advantage of the woman.

Seeing his actions, the woman bowed her knees slightly with gratitude, "Thank you, my son. My child is naughty and troubles you."

Shen Zhixian said, "Do not get in the way", and the woman thanked again and turned to leave.

This time, the little guy quit again, his mouth flattened, and immediately began to cry again and again, crying even miserably.

Even the woman holding him and patting him on the back didn't work. She cried so loudly that she was about to cry.

The woman panicked and called him nervously: "Qiuqiu? Qiuqiu! Wake up quickly and look at Anang! Anang is here!"

The man was clearly awake and was crying, but the woman kept calling him "wake up". When the little boy looked over crying, Shen Zhixian found that his eyes had begun to become empty.

No, this ca n’t be explained by "naughty"-Shen Zhixian frowned and turned to look at Yan Jin. Yan Jin also had something wrong. Just going forward, a soft female voice came behind her: "Ah Please stay, this child ... I'm afraid I lost my soul. "

Shen Zhixian looked back. I don't know when a tall woman came behind. She was in a blue dress with a badger hanging around her waist, shaking gently with her pace.

Her facial features looked gentle and graceful, but a scarlike trauma ran across her chin, destroying her beauty.

Probably the words "lost the soul" poke the woman's mind, and she turned her head sharply: "... lost the soul?" The woman was excited, "Yes, Qiuqiu lost her soul ... ... "

The woman in blue clothes nodded her head, raised her hands, gathered a small group of white awns on her fingertips, sipped a little "settlement", and put a little on the forehead of the crying little guy.

Bai Mang fell into the eyebrows of the little man, and the little man cried, and the crying sound gradually weakened. He leaned against the woman's shoulder, sobbed softly, and closed his eyes and fell asleep before long.

When the woman found hope, she would kneel as soon as her knees were soft: "I beg the **** to save my child!" She couldn't help but tears in her eyes, afraid to shock the little guy, suppressing her voice, "Qiuqiu is naughty, one is not I like to run out secretly ... "

Her husband died prematurely, widowed her children, set up a small shop, and took some manual work to exchange money, so it was easy to ignore the little one when she was busy.

The partial child is naughty and always sneaks out while the adult is not paying attention. Fortunately, people in the town are born with a simple nature and are familiar with her. Sometimes when they see the child running out, they will also help send them back.

In the evening a few days ago, the little guy sneaked out once again while his mother-in-law negotiated business.

This time something unexpected happened.

When the woman was in a hurry to retrieve the little one, the little one was stunned and looked at a wall, and when she saw the woman, her mouth was flat, and she cried.

In fact, it was only a quarter of an hour that he left this time. The end of the road was a dead end and it was evening. Basically no one would come in here. The woman did n’t know what happened to the little guy. It was so easy to coax and stop crying. I realized it was wrong.

The little guy seems stupid.

In the past, the little guy was a clever ghost. Although he was naughty, he was also very clever, but now he was often drowsy, his eyes were empty, it was easy to cry and hard to coax, and he had a bad problem—when he saw someone, he would like to pounce on his father You can't change it.

The woman wiped her tears: "The old people around said Qiuqiu might have hit something and scared the soul ..."

The woman in the blue clothes slightly lifted up a woman and did not let her kneel down. She groaned for a while and said, "I am the Yinxiu Duan of Qianyin Pavilion. Although I am not good at soul, this simple frightening soul Things ... if you trust, I might be able to help. "

The woman just saw her Bai Meng's power and saw her gentle manner. Of course, she believed her and nodded in a hurry: "Pray for the gods to save my child!"

The woman in the blue dress came up with two amulets, and Shen Zhixian glanced at the traces of cinnabar above, recognizing that it was a soul-fixing charm and a soul-seeking charm.

She skillfully and neatly folded the soul-fixing charm into a triangle, so that the woman stuffed it into the little man's arms, and pinched the soul-finding charm with two fingers, and said warmly, "Please take me to see the road the child walked on that day."

The two gradually walked away with their children, and Shen Zhixian's brows frowned slightly because of contemplation. Finally, Ah! Huh! The appearance is damaged! Otomo!

Duan Ye!

He remembered!

Isn't this the sound of the suspected hostess Yan Jin in the original book?

Shen Zhixian was shocked, and dragged Yan Jin's sleeve without thinking: "That sound repair ..."

Yan Jin was still the first to contact with souls and the like. She was thinking about the situation of the little fellow just now, and was suddenly dragged by Shen Zhixian. He turned back slightly and asked "Huh?"

Shen Zhixian was very interested: "That Yin Xiu ... have you seen it, what do you think?"

Yan Jin froze for a moment, thinking carefully for a moment, saying carefully: "The child is frightened and loses his soul, causing abnormal behavior. Na Yin Xiu first determines the soul, and then seeks the soul, which can minimize the harm to the child.

Shen Zhixian: "?????"

He asked Yan Jin how he looked at the appearance of this tone, and he couldn't see it. Who asked the soul of this child!

Shen Zhixian looked at Yan Jin's look of nothing else, knowing that he really didn't notice anything else, and sighed, hating to pass the vignette: "Forget it, walk, go find food."

The lost soul had Yin Xiu to take care of it, and Shen Zhixian was hungry in the belly, so he was too lazy to join in the excitement, and pulled Yan Jin to sit down in a restaurant that was not closed.

There was a faint scent lingering in the restaurant. Shen Zhixian heard that it was the unique scent of lotus seeds, and at the same time she coveted and asked, "What kind of food does lotus seed make? It smells very fragrant."

"It's the lotus seed cake and lotus seed cake made by Brother Chang." The sixteen or seventeen-year-old turned out of the house and made a stop at the table of the two of them. Dishes, two people want? "

Yan Jin usually doesn't speak, and Shen Zhixian didn't listen to it, nodded, and said, "Lianzichan and lotus seed cake are here too."

"Good!" The boy responded, turned back to the back kitchen, and brought the meal out in a short while.

Behind him this time was a tall, strong man, looking at around twenty-five or six, with some flour on his hands.

The young man smiled at them: "This is our chef, Brother Chang." He set the meal, and familiarly approached the man next to him, "Is Brother Chang asking them Alian again?"

The man smiled crazily, and then said hello to the two, embarrassed: "The lotus seed cake is still steaming, it will be delivered later."

After a pause, the man asked hesitantly again, "take the liberty to ask, where did the two guests ... come from?"

Shen Zhixian raised an eyebrow, without elaborating, and only said, "From the north, go south."

The man's eyes brightened, and he seemed a little excited, and there was a ray of hope in his eyes: "Then, when the two came along, did they see a teenager named Alian? So tall, so thin ..."

He gestured, and Shen Zhixian shook his head. "Never."

The man's eyes dimmed again, and he smiled hardly, bowed slightly to the two and thanked them, then turned back to the back kitchen.

The boy came out with him, but didn't go in with him at this time, stood still, watched the man leave again with disappointment, bit his lip, and entered after a while.

Shen Zhixian inadvertently glanced at his back and noticed a bit of loneliness and sadness.

However, it was all a matter for others. Shen Zhixian, who was hungry, didn't think about it so much, and was about to fall away. Footsteps and a gentle "shop" came from the door.

——It is the sound of Yin Xiu.

Shen Zhixian looked back, and sure enough, it was the sound repair that just helped the children to find the soul.

It was completely dark outside the day before, and the candlelight in the room was dim. Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were sitting in the corner again. She probably didn't see it and picked a seat at random.

Then, with a gentle temperament, she skirted her skirt, and sat down on the stool with a daring aura. She stretched a lazy waist and yelled, "Somebody?"

The dignity of the woman and the child was only revealed before, and the shout was quite straightforward.

The young man answered "coming" in the inside, hurriedly came out, and saw Otomi, a little embarrassed: "Guest, we have no food, I'm afraid I can't entertain you."

Yin Xiu said in disappointment, "A little bit gone?"

The teenager nodded apologetically. They were about to take a nap, and the rest of the meal was served to the two guests. There was nothing but a caged lotus cake.

At the corner of Shen Zhixian's eyes, there was Yan Jin, who was also silently looking at Yin Xiu. When his heart moved, he put down his chopsticks, raised his hand to touch the table, made a little movement, and called out: "Girl Duan."

Suddenly, Yin Xiu was called by the name, and she was shocked, only to find that there were two people sitting in the corner, and then almost instantly she straightened her back and sat down, and put her hands on the table at will. , Placed gracefully on the knees close together, with a gentle smile on his face, then turned his head.

——Ah, these are two ordinary people who just met.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, her dignified posture relaxed again, and she said, "You are ..."

Shen Zhixian thought about Yan Jin, and deliberately wanted to explore her bottom, and sent out an invitation with a smile: "Daughter Duan, our meals have not yet started. If you don't mind, you can ask this little brother to add a pair of dishes ..."

Theoretically, even if there is a Xiu Xiu Xiu who is in the body, when he meets the invitation of a stranger, he must hesitate a bit.

But the Yin Xiu didn't know if she was too hungry or the art person was bold, or Yan Jin's protagonist's halo started to shine again, attracting her. In short, she only paused for a while, then stood up cheerfully, smiling brightly: "Since that's the case, I'm disturbed."

The author has something to say: When the apprentice grows up, he has to quietly care about the prison.

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Thank you for the mines of Xiaokuo: Zheyuan Zheye, Lijiatang, Jiangyuanyuan, Zhibai, and want to embrace Qingshan;

Thank you, Xiao Kuo's nutrition liquid: Wen Yu. 20 bottles; 10 bottles for Qingshan into her arms; 5 bottles of Sheng Ran; 3 bottles of white paper; 2 bottles of green shirts; Cross me, cat. Depp. Cat, heartache, Zhuang Moyu, sit down obediently! , A master of death, 1 bottle of Shi Ying;

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