Chapter 1385 Cute Little Horn

Song Shuhang spoke eloquently.

"Diary of an Ascetic Monk" is not a self-narrative, but a story about the process of an ascetic monk's ascetic practice from the perspective of a bystander.

"A long time ago, there was an eminent monk. He was bald, wore thin linen clothes, and walked barefoot. His body was thin, but his eyes were bright, and he was full of energy, energy, and spirit." Song Shuhang said.

"A very ordinary monk, is this story interesting?" Yurouzi asked.

Su Clan's Sixteen covered his mouth and chuckled: "Shuhang, you are still a bald man now."

Song Shuhang subconsciously touched his bald head: "Don't be afraid, I have the hair-increasing technique... When the problem of 'blue hair' is solved later, I can have hair as long as I want. If I want, I can grow my hair to my waist." "

"Hey, who does Senior Song want to marry when his hair reaches his waist?" Yu Rouzi said with a smile.

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples: "Why do I want to get married? I am the only child in the family, so of course I want a wife."

The fine tradition of "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group" - topic jumping and digression.

"Soon you won't be alone." Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Song Shuhang.

It was an unfamiliar voice, erratic, with a smirk.

Song Shuhang turned his head, but found no one.

"Is it an auditory hallucination?" Song Shuhang asked doubtfully.

"No, I heard it too. There was a voice just now saying that Senior Song, you will no longer be alone soon." Yu Rouzi said.

Su Clan's Sixteen nodded: "Me too."

"What do you mean? It's not a single child. Do my parents want to have another child? Although the two-child policy was opened a few years ago, my parents are no longer planning to have another child. Because I was already in junior high school at that time. " Song Shuhang said.

Soft Yu poked Song Shuhang: "Senior Song, after we were imprisoned in the little black room of heaven, everyone in the world has forgotten us. Will aunt and uncle also forget you?"

Song Shuhang's body froze.

Su Clan's Sixteenth: "Auntie and uncle must have taken Lingmai Bicha and Living Spring. They should be getting younger and younger now."

Because Song Shuhang was kind to Su Clan's Sixteenth, Su Clan's Seventeen quietly arranged some disciples near Song Shuhang's home to protect the safety of Song Shuhang's parents. Therefore, A-Sixteen also has information about the fact that Song’s father and Song’s mother are getting younger and younger.

Yu Rouzi clapped her hands: "Auntie and uncle have forgotten Senior Song, and since they are getting younger and younger... Well, according to my detective Yu Rouzi's inference, when Senior Song comes home, Auntie might I’m pregnant with a baby. Is it a younger brother or a younger sister?”

Song Shuhang immediately knelt down.

Because this possibility is too great.

What would he do if he came home and found that he had an extra brother or sister?

After Song Shuhang pondered for a moment...

In fact, when I think about it carefully, it feels quite touching.

Having multiple younger brothers or sisters is so cute.

He can secretly take her or him out to play - for example, quietly take her or him to fly with a sword, fly high into the sky, and make her or him laugh happily in the high sky.

Or take her or him to the sea, hold up the sword, and escape to the depths of the sea in one breath, allowing them to experience the beauty of the underwater world up close.

Even if he is now at level 5, he can go directly to space without any problem!

With him around, his brother or sister can experience a dreamlike life at a very young age.

While other children are dreaming about supermen, immortals, and heroes, he can directly let his younger siblings experience the lives of supermen and immortals.

No, I'm suddenly really looking forward to it.

…

…

"If Auntie gives birth to a son, Shuhang, can you get married?" Sixteen asked.

Song Shuhang looked confused: "Huh?"

"Looking at the expression, I understand." Ah Liu pinched his chin: "Then can you accept mutual marriage?"

"Marry each other?" Song Shuhang continued to look confused.

"When a woman marries a man, she will have a wedding. Then when the man marries a woman, she will also have a wedding." Sixteen gestured with his hands.

Breathtaking wedding pattern.

"Does this operation make sense?" Song Shuhang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yes, yes. I can deal with some old antiques." Su Clan's Sixteen said.

Song Shuhang asked in confusion: "Old antique?"

"Senior Song, you know too little about the cultivation world. In some cultivation families in the cultivation world, there are always some old antiques who say, 'The secret method cannot be passed on to others.' 'When a daughter gets married, she belongs to someone else's family, so the skills cannot be passed on to men. The idea of ​​​​"passing on to daughters", "After my daughter learns her own unique skills, she must also find a way to prevent the skills from being passed on to others," Yurouzi said with a smile.

Smiling, she suddenly had an epiphany.

Sixteenth, does he want to marry Senior Song?

Is the relationship between Shiliu and Senior Song so good? Why doesn't she know?

"That's it." Song Shuhang understood. In fact, these old-fashioned ways of thinking are not wrong for a 'noble family'. Because it is this way of thinking that can allow a family to continue longer. After all, aristocratic families are different from sects, and they attach greater importance to the principle that the skills cannot be passed on to others.

"Actually, there is a solution." Yu Rouzi raised her finger and said: "Senior Song, if you were strong enough, you wouldn't have this trouble. At least a seventh-grade Venerable... No, only an eighth-grade Xuan Sage is safe. Hmm. , If you have the strength of a ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal, no matter which sect or family you belong to, there will be no problem. Even if you want to marry the female head of the family, no one will object. "

If the Tianhe Su Clan also hides the existence of her father's level of strength, then at least the eighth-grade Xuansheng is safe.

Su Clan A-16 said: "That makes sense."

"What's the point? Do you think the ninth-grade Jiexian is a big carrot? There is not a single Jiexian in our 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' now. Even the Xuansheng only has the newly promoted Senior Bai and Senior Qixiu, and at most a reserve Senior Lingdie." Song Shuhang said.

Yu Rouzi bowed to Song Shuhang: "Ba Song Xuansheng, I have heard of you for a long time."

Song Shuhang: "..."

It hurts, Yu Rouzi.

Su Clan A-16 lowered her head slightly to think, without Jiexian, she only needs to be promoted to the seventh-grade Venerable to have enough say. If she becomes a saint, no one in the Tianhe Su Clan will stop her, and they will not be able to coax her in time.

"Oh my, the topic has gone off track." Yu Rouzi clapped her hands and said, "Senior Song, continue your story."

Song Shuhang: "I thought you had forgotten this topic."

"Go on, we're listening." Su Shi's A-16 said.

"Well, I'll continue." Song Shuhang said.

Then, he began to tell the story of the monk's asceticism.

For example, walking in the snow, not eating or drinking for dozens of days.

The monk walked in the sharp rock forest, stepping on sharp stones barefoot, sleeping in the wind and rain.

The monk encountered some monsters and defeated them, but did not kill the monsters, just subdued them.

The monk walked all the way and finally came to a terrible jungle with various poisonous insects. After the monk entered it, he was immediately poisoned and almost died.

Because the original book used a lot of gorgeous words to describe the detailed state of the monk's poisoning in detail. When Song Shuhang told this story, he couldn't skip this paragraph.

The poisoned monk - purple lips, dark blue face, violent gasps, painful cries, desperately grabbing the ground with fingers.

Su Shi A Sixteen: "..."

Yu Rouzi: "..."

The two women always felt that there was something wrong with this story. The description of the monk's suffering was too detailed, right? Did the author get pleasure from writing about the monk's suffering?

"The poisoned monk was almost dead, but in the end he overcame the poison with his strong willpower and regained his vitality!" Song Shuhang said.

"That's ridiculous. If willpower can overcome poison, why do we need an antidote? It's ridiculous to rely on willpower instead of looking for an antidote at this time." The illusory voice behind him suddenly interrupted.

Song Shuhang turned his head and looked behind him again.

Obviously, there was a master following them. The master's strength was unfathomable, and Song Shuhang couldn't even sense his existence.

"Can you sell anything, senior? I want to buy something." Yu Rouzi shouted.

The voice that was complaining disappeared all of a sudden.

Song Shuhang: "..."

It's him indeed.

"Shuhang, continue the story." Su Shi's A-16 said with narrowed eyes.

Through this story, she seemed to have 'realized' something, but there was still a layer of paper between them, and she didn't understand it thoroughly.

She wanted to hear the whole story.

So, Song Shuhang continued to tell it.

The ascetic monk climbed over the mountains barefoot, crossed the swamps, stepped on the desert, and swam across the sea. He encountered storms, was struck by lightning, crossed the sea of ​​fire, and was buried alive by sandstorms.

His experience was simply Spartan, which made people admire him.

"Finally!" Song Shuhang licked the corner of his mouth. After laying the groundwork for so long, the most interesting part came.

When Yu Rouzi heard the word 'finally', she also became interested. What did the monk get after the asceticism?

Su Shi's A-16 also pricked up her ears. She felt that she was about to 'realize', just one last thing.

"In the end, he died...

Even his bones rotted in the soil.

He used his life as the end of his asceticism.

His soul was sublimated! This is the best asceticism!" Song Shuhang read out the content of the last page of "The Diary of the Ascetic Monk" without changing a word.

"Oh my god, can I still listen to the story happily? He died?" The big boss who can sell anything couldn't help but complain.

"I think it's an interesting turn, which makes people want to complain." Yu Rouzi said.

At this time, Su Shi's A Shiliu suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the void.

In the void, a faint white light flashed.

Immediately afterwards, from the white light, the power of "merit" was fed back to Su Shi's A Shiliu.

Behind A Shiliu, a little white dragon flashed by.

Song Shuhang widened his eyes: "A Shiliu, have you understood it?"

The "Diary of the Ascetic Monk" contains the "method of salvation", but it should be used together with the "Ksitigarbha Soul-Transferring Sutra" to be effective.

Ah Shiliu didn't master the Ksitigarbha Soul-Transferring Sutra, but she just pointed her finger and successfully used the 'Method of Transmigration'?

"Is this the method of transmigration?" Ah Shiliu said softly.

As they spoke, the three of them took the last step at the same time.

The thorny road ended.

Song Shuhang's body glowed, and the tenth ancient giant ape and Confucian scriptures took shape behind him.

Yu Rouzi's body also flashed with colorful light, and her physique was enhanced.

The white dragon behind Ah Shiliu was looming. On top of her head, two cute little dragon horns emerged.