Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 117
When Zhao Guangyao returned home, he opened the door but did not hear Cen Yan's voice, thinking that Cen Yan hadn't come back yet.

He frowned and glanced at the sky.

It's so late today, why haven't you come back yet?

Zhao Guangyao wanted to make dinner first, and then go to Cen Yan.

Walking into the yard, the dark sky covered the mushrooms drying on the racks. When I got closer, I saw the mushrooms on the racks.

Zhao Guangyao was a little confused.

He has been chopping firewood for a while, and he hasn't gone up the mountain to pick up mushrooms. Who picked up these mushrooms?

Also picked up poisonous mushrooms!

This mushroom has grown into such an inedible appearance, it was still picked up!
Who picked up the mushrooms?

Go blind!
Still throwing it at his house, do you want to harm someone?

The more he thought about it, the more angry Zhao Guangyao quickly grabbed those mushrooms and threw them out, feeling very annoyed.

Turn around.He saw Cen Yan who was wearing a small dress, hanging a dead fish and looking at him.

"Yanyan, when did you come back?"

Zhao Guangyao added on his own, "I thought you didn't come back, and I was going to look for you. How long has it been since you've been back? Have you eaten yet?"

Cen Yan didn't speak, just stared at him like this.

Zhao Guangyao packed his things and planned to cook.

Then I heard Cen Yan say, "You lost the mushroom I picked up!"

Zhao Guangyao was stunned.

Leng Leng stood in place.

His head slowly turned towards Cen Yan.

"Is that what you picked up?"

Cen Yan nodded heavily.

A pair of eyes are still staring at Zhao Guangyao, with a look like, "If you don't give me an explanation, I will never end with you".

The corner of Zhao Guangyao's mouth twitched.

His eyes were full of speechlessness.

"What do you want to do with the pile of poisonous mushrooms you picked up? Finally, you can't understand me, and you want to poison me?"

Cen Yan, "????"

"Poisonous mushrooms?"

Zhao Guangyao pouted, "Otherwise?"

"The pile of mushrooms has grown so long that people can tell they can't eat them at a glance, but you still picked them up and put them on a shelf to dry..."

Zhao Guangyao became more and more speechless.

He had never seen such a fool.

Those piles of mushrooms are red, red, yellow, and yellow, and this silly boy still picked them up!

Cen Yan was stunned.

Are red mushrooms inedible? !

"Commander, can't red mushrooms be eaten?!"

The commander fell silent.

"Red umbrellas, white poles, eat together, lie on the board, sleep on the coffin, and then bury the mountains together. Bury the mountains, cry and shout, relatives and friends come to eat. Eat, have umbrellas , the whole village is lying on the board together. Lying on the board, burying the mountain, everyone will dry it together, dry it together, and grow an umbrella on the white pole."

Cen Yan, "..."

Face is black!

Fist hard!

"Why didn't you remind me?!"

Let her be so ashamed in front of God of War!
Grind your teeth.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he wished he could give Siming Bu a fist!

Si Mingbo was aggrieved, "I thought you thought mushrooms were pretty!"

In the previous few small worlds, you were the one who said you liked the person who was wearing brightly colored clothes, right?
Cen Yan, "????"

Angry!

Zhao Guangyao, "???"

Hey?

After a while, it exploded with anger?

Do children care about face like this?
Zhao Guangyao was silent, forget it, let's not talk.

Save some face for the kids!
He silently washed his hands and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

Cen Yan glanced at Zhao Guangyao who didn't say anything from the corner of his eye, and quickly ran into the room.

Pat on the chest.

Mom!
She really didn't know that mushrooms couldn't be eaten!

Usually, when Zhao Guangyao was making mushrooms, she still thought that the color of these mushrooms was gray and dull, and they were not good-looking at first sight!
I still muttered in my heart.

Why didn't Zhao Guangyao pick up some nice-colored mushrooms!

Who knew those beautiful little mushrooms were poisonous!

What a shame!
Zhao Guangyao didn't say a word to Cen Yan until the meal was ready, and then he yelled for Cen Yan to come out to eat.

In order not to make this face-conscious little guy angry, he deliberately didn't cook mushrooms!

Cen Yan came out sullenly, picked up the rice porridge, bowed his head and did not speak.

Zhao Guangyao couldn't be happier to see that small appearance.

Cen Yan glared at Zhao Guangyao, and said directly, "I'm going to school."

Zhao Guangyao, "????"

"Why are you thinking about going to school?"

Cen Yan, "????"

The black grape-like eyes are wide open, with a small look of what do you mean.

Zhao Guangyao coughed and coughed uncomfortably, his eyes wandering.

"When you were in the army, you were asked to go to school, but you didn't go to school. The master chefs in the ten cooking classes didn't pull you. Why do you want to go to school now?"

Cen Yan widened his eyes.

What the hell!
The original owner's batch!

The masters of the ten cooking classes did not pull!
What a stubborn little calf!

Zhao Guangyao glanced at Cen Yan, then smiled and said, "What's wrong, don't tell me?"

Cen Yan moaned, "I can't even recognize poisonous mushrooms. If you don't let me go to school, what if I pick up poisonous mushrooms next time?!"

Zhao Guangyao frowned.

The movement of drinking porridge stopped.

A pair of eyes looked at Cen Yan seriously.

"Very well, you made me sure that I must send you to school!"

Cen Yan's face was hot and ashamed.

But after thinking about it, she can't suddenly say that the knowledge she learned in the small world before can be used!
Must go to school!

Otherwise, there is no way to take it out!
Really annoying!

The more he thought about it, the more angry Cen Yan scolded his own mother in his mind!
"Earn a fart of meritorious deeds! Mother, what's the use of you! My mother just waved her hand, and she gave her daughter hundreds of billions of merits, and I still owe it! I earn merits by myself, but I have to expose my old self! What use is there for you !"

Originally, Cen Yan agreed to earn merit!

But I didn't think much of it.

When I was still sleeping, I don't know how Mingjun fell into a dream.

Tell her directly that it will be easier to earn merits and virtues in the 33 samsara paths, and enter the Tao through the cycle of life and death.

She just wants to earn merit!

I just don't know why Mingjun fell into a dream.

It's really strange.

But that breath is indeed the breath of Mingjun, there is no need to doubt it.

Seeing the embarrassment on Cen Yan's face, Zhao Guangyao didn't say anything else, and directly asked Cen Yan to go to bed after eating.

He needs to clean up the kitchen and clean the dishes before he can go to rest.

Now Cen Yan and Zhao Guangyao are no longer sleeping in the same room, the two have long since slept separately.

Cen Yan didn't know that Mingjun hadn't left.

His erratic eyes fell on Zhao Guangyao, those eyes suddenly focused, bursting out with strong hatred and killing intent!
That killing intent was almost condensed into substance!

Zhao Guangyao is just a fragment of the soul of the God of War, and survived in the form of a soul in the small world, so he can't perceive the eyes of Ming Jun at all.

I just felt slightly uncomfortable and didn't take it to heart.

Mingjun looked at Zhao Guangyao coldly, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed.

The eyes that looked at Zhao Guangyao were full of murderous intent!
Soon, soon.

very soon.

Mingjun's figure gradually became fainter and fainter.

Those light and fluffy words lingered and did not disperse.

(End of this chapter)