return robbery

Chapter 387 No signs of aging

20xx. 06. 26
In the morning, I turned on the computer and picked out an anime for Hei Xuan, and he was bored alone to pass the time.

At noon yesterday, Xiao found Zhu'er lying listlessly on the sofa, looking very bored.He asked Zhu'er what was going on, but Zhu'er didn't respond.

Xiao had no choice but to tell me the situation. I thought Zhu'er was caused by staying on the earth for a long time, so I drove him back to the underworld to rest.

"Zhu Jiangmo's hands are itchy, he wants to fight, the more this is the case, the more we don't want him to go." Hei Xuan said.

"Oh, so you want to fight? It's no big deal." I said.

"Hey, Wu people are naturally aggressive." Xiao smiled.

I went downstairs to tidy up the living room, thinking about something.

"Let Zhu'er go for a fight, now he has also signed a Dao contract with me, let him lie down in the contract space if he can't be killed.

Otherwise, when the situation is calm and there is no war in the future, he will have no record to talk about. After all, he is the head of the Candle tribe. "I said after thinking it over.

"Hey, let him do it, I really don't have to worry about getting hurt now." Xiao also smiled.

I summoned Zhu'er to tell him that he was approved to go to war, but I didn't expect that he had already put on his armor and was ready to go to the battlefield.

"Chapter Three: Go alone, don't bring the Candle Warriors. You can't fight for more than 24 hours in a row, and you have to go home to rest at this time tomorrow. Protect yourself and don't be too impulsive." I said.

"Okay, mother." Zhu'er responded and left.

Since Zhu'er left yesterday, Hei Xuan was the only one left in the family, looking very lonely.

"Heixuan, it's okay, around six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu'er will definitely come, and then he can watch movies with you." I comforted Heixuan.

"Hmm." Hei Xuan replied lazily.

I sat on the massage chair and continued to write. Unexpectedly, Zhu'er came back early.I checked the time, it was only eleven o'clock in the morning.

"What? Are you tired?" I asked.

"Well, I killed a lot, and I'm really a little tired. Come back and have a rest." Zhu'er said.

"Hey, it's good to be back, rest well, go when you want to fight, this battle still has to be fought." I said.

Zhu'er didn't watch the movie, but lay down on the sofa to sleep.

At noon, I sat on the massage chair and looked at Xiao thoughtfully.

I remember that in April last year, Daoist Ouyang recited poems for our blood sacrifice. The moment he finished the recitation, he fell unconscious on the ground, his hair became gray, and his face was wrinkled. He looked like an [-]-year-old man.

At that time, Xiao Lianye and I found the thousand-year-old white ginseng and sent it to the Taoist temple. Daoist Ouyang was able to continue his life, but his appearance could not be restored to youth.

During the Spring Festival, I transferred my life force to Empress Xiao, but my appearance did not change at all. I couldn't understand why.

"Zhu'er, I lost my lifespan, why can I maintain my current appearance?" I once asked.

"Mother, how high is your cultivation? Although the Taoist priest is a cultivator, his cultivation cannot compare with yours. Besides, Zhu Jiuyin loves beauty very much. It is impossible for her to allow her appearance to be exposed. Loss." Zhu'er replied.

At that time, I understood, and happily accepted Zhuer's statement.

But at this moment, I looked at Xiao, and the doubts in my heart began to appear again.

"Darling, Ouyang Dao quickly aged when he lost his lifespan. This time you also lost your lifespan. Why can you maintain your current appearance?" I asked.

I walked up to Xiao's side and looked down at his hair and face. There was really no change, he just looked tired.

"I don't know either." Xiao shrugged and said.

"Is it because you are Bai Ze?" I asked.

"Maybe," Shaw said.

Zhu'er has woken up and is watching a movie with Hei Xuan again. They have become movie fans. I think these two great gods will soon be reduced to ordinary people.

In the afternoon, Shaw said his chest hurt.

"You feel the five Buddha puppets in your body, how is the situation?" I asked with concern.

After Xiao Yu acquired the Five Buddha Puppets and settled in the five internal organs at the end of last year, he has been protecting him and also saved Xiao Ling.

"The five Buddha puppets are shrinking, especially the Buddha puppets who settled in the heart." Xiao frowned.

"The atrophy of the heart Buddha puppet caused your chest pain, didn't it? I figured it out a little bit. This time, the five Buddha puppet helped you to bear the damage caused by the shortened life, otherwise you would be gray-haired It’s gone.” I said suddenly.

"What you said makes sense. It's okay. I'll endure it. Maybe it won't hurt in a while." Xiao said.

"Can't he be cured? When Xiao Ling was rescued before, the five Buddha puppet was damaged and shriveled. It was treated by the Taoist temple. Otherwise, you can contact the Taoist temple and ask if there is any way to cure it." I suggested.

"There's no cure." Xiao said quickly and bowed his head, as if he didn't want me to bring this up again.

Xiao's attitude was a bit strange, so I didn't ask any more questions.At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu'er and Hei Xuan returned to the underworld together. Zhu'er said that they killed a magic dragon on the battlefield in the morning, and they wanted to go back to have a feast.

"I want to take a bite too." I swallowed.

"Hey, me too." Xiao responded to me with a smile.

At around [-]:[-] in the night, the two great gods returned and sat on the sofa to rest, their mouths full of greasy oil.

"Are you showing off to me if you don't wipe your mouth clean? I don't see you bringing me some. Is it delicious? How much did you eat?" I asked happily.

"About a thousand catties, Hei Xuan eats more." Zhu'er said.

"Wow, the two of you just ate a thousand catties? How big is your appetite? How much does that dragon weigh? How many people eat together?" I asked a few questions.

"A thousand catties is nothing. If several people eat together, the dragon probably weighs tens of thousands of catties. In fact, it's just a small dragon." Zhu'er said.

"Dizzy, the magic dragon of tens of thousands of catties is still small? Have you notified Ling Xiang to enjoy it together?" I was thinking about Xiang'er in my heart.

"We sent some to Ling Xiang and Li Yin respectively." Zhuer said.

"Well, you did a good job, so did you give some to Wei'er?" I asked again.

"His city is too far away, no one will take him there." Zhu'er said.

"Oh, Wei'er is still not close enough to you guys." I said with a sigh, Wei'er has always existed silently.

It was night, and Xiao's chest was still aching, but he was still insisting on writing the manuscript. It was really uncomfortable, so he lay on the sofa and squinted for a while.

Alas, I'd really like to have some kind of spell that, when cast, makes Shaw jump and come alive.

(End of this chapter)