"Fighting the Disaster?" Luo Ning identified Xiao Hei's blood through Ling Daozhu and was suddenly a little stunned.

If it weren't for Ling Daozhu's sense of induction, he could never imagine that this cute little black dog with a silly voice and a slutty voice would have been a legendary and famous fight.

According to ancient books, if a July meteor just falls into the belly of a female dog who is pregnant for one month, the female dog may give birth to a big demon: the evil dog fights!

Unexpectedly, there is really a disaster for such dogs in the world.

From ancient records, we can see that the birth conditions of this thing are extremely harsh, and of course it is a rare alien species in the world.

The appearance of the disaster is very ordinary, just an ordinary black dog.

But it is good at swallowing and spitting flames, and often brewing a vast sea of ​​fire, killing countless people, and committing excessive evils. It is a demon with ominous signs!

Therefore, the master chosen by the fight against disaster is even more a vicious person who harms the world, and is definitely not an ordinary evil person.

"I am...an ominous evil man?" Luo Ning looked at him and shook his head and tail, rubbed his head intimately against Xiao Hei, feeling strange.

Xiao Hei likes to follow him, almost inseparable, and he is determined to be the mainstay.

Can it smell that it is a person who harms the world?

The question is, how could a good man like me who swept the floor and hurt the lives of ants be a big evil person?

It seems that the records in ancient books are not trustworthy, they are just absurd legends.

Xiao Hei's eyes... for some reason gave Luo Ning a feeling of innocent and cunning.

Psychological illusion?

Fortunately, Luo Ning learned through Ling Daozhu that although Xiao Hei is a bloodline, it will take a long way to go to grow into a big demon, and it will not be smooth sailing.

At least before the age of three, it will not cause any harm.

"Brother, what's wrong with Xiao Hei?" Su Xian couldn't help asking.

He didn't know why Luo Ning could tell that he was a genius of alchemy without identifying the magic weapon. This must be the secret of the elder brother.

But you can ask about Xiao Hei’s origin.

Luo Ning said softly: "The fight against disaster."

Su Xian has always been profound, but his expression changed when he heard this.

He didn't say a word, only one thought: "Keep confidential."

As for choosing the eldest brother for disaster, whether the eldest brother is a bad guy... he doesn't believe it!

When Li Dingguo saw Su Xian's expression, he also understood.

He didn't know what a disaster was, but he knew it was a big deal and could not be spread.

"Brother, you can take a shower." Luo Li came to Luo Ning with a dry and clean changing clothes.

She put the clothes with the scent of sunshine and soapy scent in Luoning's hands. She tiptoed, stretched out her little hand, and gently wiped off a little blue paint from Luoning's ear, "This."

Under the sunlight, her little face with frost and snow had a little fine fluff, and her bright and childish eyes were also a little furry.

Green, bright, gentle... full of the cardamom girl's romantic beauty with a broken feeling.

It's like a delicate and fragile blue and white porcelain.

"Li'er." Luo Ning's heart felt a long-lost warmth and happiness, and he reached out to point the girl's nose, "You brother, I am already a monk."

Luo Li was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly lost his mind, his little face a little cute. Then he raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Brother, what did you say?" The girl's head was slightly tilted, as if she hadn't heard Brother A clearly.

But clearly...

It was obvious that her body was trembling a little, like a dormant butterfly hiding under frightened.

It was obvious that her eyes were brighter, like the brightest star in the starry sky.

"Sister, I am already a monk." Luo Ning smiled casually, touching Luo Li's hair.

In the sunshine, the boy's smile is like a painting, the bright moon and the river are like a tree in the spring breeze.

This time, Luo Li really heard it clearly.

Brother, I am a monk.

The already brewing surprise suddenly burst out. The cardamom girl jumped like a rabbit and hugged Luo Ning's neck. A childish little one...the whole thing hung on Luo Ning.

"Brother, Cai!" Luo Li cheered pretty.

She was smiling clearly, but her eyes were filled with tears.

I cried with joy.

Luo Li hugged Luo Ning tightly, "Brother... oh... if my parents knew..."

What does a monk mean? Even Luo Li, a country girl, knows clearly.

Really stand out!

Luo Ning patted his sister on the back, "Don't cry with her. From now on, you will not need to spin and weave silkworms and feed pigs. Brother, you must make you the eldest lady of the Luo family."

Li Dingguo and Su Xian were also a little sad.

The eldest brother has a sensible sister.

Although she is young, she takes care of all the people at home.

Even she had to wash Li Dingguo and Su Xian's clothes.

My little mouth is also very sweet. I just met for a day, but my second brother was called out by the shortest brother.

This made Su Xian feel that his sister who likes to study and has a gentle temperament is no longer good.

"Brother." Luo Li burst into tears and raised his little face with tears, "What kind of monk are you?"

She knew that there were Confucianism, martial arts, and Taoism, and Buddhist practices...

Where is Brother?

Luo Ning's expression was a little strange, "It's Lingxiu. Uh, it's just acting and practicing Taoism..."

Luo Li understood, and his petal-like little mouth couldn't help but bloom slightly, "Ling Xiu? What the hell..."

Luo Ning is not embarrassed, she is the one who is embarrassed.

But she was smart and immediately understood when she remembered Marshal Wen, who was played by Brother A before.

"Cai!" Luo Li stretched out his thumb and sealed Luo Ning's forehead, left Luo Ning's arms, and happily entered the main house.ωωw..net

On the shrine in the main house, there is a spirit card with the words "The Spirit of the Dead Fuluan".

The Luo family was originally an outsider. Nineteen years ago, Luo An brought his first wife Tang Wan to Fengye Village to buy a property and settle down, but it was only a generation.

Therefore, the Luo family does not have a ancestral hall in the village. Luo'an's spirit plaque can only be used at home.

Luo Li knelt down in front of his father's spirit card, and prayed like a little adult: "Dad, my brother is already a monk. Do you want to bless me...Dad know what spiritual cultivator is?"

Luo Ning could only kneel down and said to this father who was still impressed by him: "Dad, the child is going to leave with his sister."

“…The child will find his mother and reunite his family…”

Because of the original owner's memory, he also had some feelings for his father Luo An.

My father has not returned for eight years.

No news.

I still remember when my father left, he carried a blue bag and rode a lame donkey.

That spring morning, his mother Tang Wan took him to the entrance of the village with her ten-year-old original owner and five-year-old Luo Li.

"Husband, come back early and have a good journey."

"Dad, come back soon!"

"Don't worry, my wife, I will return from Mid-Autumn Festival. Ning'er is obedient and takes care of her sister. Daddy comes back and buys you malt sugar."

In the morning light, the man with simple clothes and simple luggage rode a lame donkey on his way alone.

He turned around every three steps, waved goodbye to his wife and children, reluctant to part with his smile, and his smile was sad.

He gradually drifted away, walked into the spring breeze, and into the green mountains.

It is said that he will return home in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time he has been gone for eight years and there has been no news since then.

In this world, if you don’t return for eight years... you can only be a foreign land.

"Dad...whether the maltose you promised?" At some point, Luo Ning smiled with tears in his eyes.
Chapter completed!