Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1313 A cheap godson

Swish!
  The master, who had been away from his lair for many days, returned once again.

In the main hall of Xiaoyao Palace, several of Ming Xiaoyang's personal maids were busy with their own affairs.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, his master appeared again.

Bang!
  Ming Xiaoyang's broad sleeves shook, and a cute little fox appeared from it, landed on the brocade couch in the palace, and turned into a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Take Miss Xiaoyu down to recuperate and rest!" Ming Xiaoyang ordered the servants beside him.

"Yes, True Lord."

Two clever girls came forward and helped Xiaoyu down. A pretty maid winked at Ming Xiaoyang secretly.

"What's wrong?" Returning to Xiaoyao Palace, Ming Xiaoyang felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, which was extremely depressing and asked in confusion.

"I'm here." A very familiar voice to Ming Xiaoyang sounded behind him, with a trace of dissatisfaction in the charming voice.

Ming Xiaoyang turned around and saw Luo Shen Mi Fei standing behind him.

"Concubine Mi?" Ming Xiaoyang asked unexpectedly, "Why are you here?"

Concubine Mi looked at Xiaoyu who was just leaving the palace, and said leisurely: "I'm bored in Luoshui, so I came to Jiuhua Mountain for a walk."

"I don't know where the heartless man who started in chaos but gave up has gone, leaving me waiting for several months."

One day in heaven, one year on earth.

Ming Xiaoyang only stayed in heaven for a few hours, but a few months passed in the human world.

"Haha." Ming Xiaoyang naturally came to Mi Fei's side, stretched out a hand and hugged the smooth waist, "I'm sorry to keep Miss Mi Fei waiting."

"Later, Ben Zhenjun will apologize to you, okay?"

At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang looked at Concubine Mi meaningfully, with unexplained heat radiating from the depths of his eyes.

Mi Fei's pretty face flushed, her head lowered, her two slender jade fingers grabbed the lapel of her clothes, and she scolded in a low voice:
  "Bad guy!"

"Hahaha." Ming Xiaoyang didn't taboo at all about the presence of other servants in the palace. He picked up Concubine Mi by the waist and laughed, "I am a bad guy, but don't you like me too?"

"Chuck cluck." A laughter as clear as a silver bell sounded. Mi Fei looked up at Ming Xiaoyang, like a young girl in love. Ming Xiaoyang looked down at Mi Fei, like a young man who admired the goddess.

But only they themselves know that there is not even a drop of emotion in the depths of each other's eyes.

Desire without mercy!

These four words are the best description of our relationship.

Swish!
  Silently, a ray of spiritual consciousness shot out from the center of Ming Xiaoyang's eyebrows, penetrated the void, and swept away into the distance.

Even with Mi Fei's ability, she didn't notice Ming Xiaoyang's little moves.

………………

Liujiacun.

After being sent down from heaven to earth by Taishang Laojun, Chen Xiang returned to his hometown in a state of embarrassment and made money by making lanterns with his father Liu Yanchang.

Having lost his mana, Chenxiang also lost his fighting spirit. He no longer had any faith to fight against the heavens and regain the skills he had inherited since childhood.

If things didn't change, maybe his life would have been so simple.

However, there are never any ifs in this world.

On this day, in the woods outside Liujia Village.

A bright spiritual consciousness appeared, condensed in the void, and turned into a figure with white clothes and silver hair.

The incarnation of divine thoughts!

"What the hell, Ben Zhenjun, a theatergoer, is dragged down by this bastard Yang Jian every time and turned into an actor." After saying that, the originally illusory figure gradually became solid, and his body shape changed, and he was dressed in white. Make a gray and black robe.

His face was unimpressive, revealing his dullness from within.

Liu Yanchang!
  This is clearly another Liu Yanchang.

tread!
  After taking a few steps, Liu Yanchang, who was transformed into Ming Xiaoyang, met a figure exactly like himself.

Same appearance, similar temperament, the real Liu Yanchang.

Liu Yanchang was also carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his back. He must have just picked up firewood in the woods and wanted to go home.

"Who are you?" Liu Yanchang was startled, and there was a trace of anger from the heart deep in his eyes, and Buddha's light gathered together.

Happy Arhat, he has taken back his own cultivation, and wants to kill the evildoers who dare to pretend to be him!
  "How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me with such little ability." Ming Xiaoyang curled his lips disdainfully, and a ray of mana shot out of his eyes.

Snapped!
  Liu Yanchang, to be precise, the Arhat of Joy was imprisoned, his soul was blurred, his six senses were closed, and countless specious pictures appeared in his mind.

After restraining Liu Yanchang casually, Ming Xiaoyang reached out and grabbed the firewood that fell from his arms. Then a surge of mana surged, and Liu Yanchang disappeared in place.

"The Third Holy Mother's vision is really not that bad." Ming Xiaoyang noticed the direction where Liu Yanchang disappeared and criticized, "A mere stalking scholar can make her fall in love and even give birth to children for him."

"Fortunately, Lord Benzhen didn't include her in his harem, otherwise it would only lower the quality of Lord Benzhen's harem."

tread! tread! tread! …

Before he finished speaking, Ming Xiaoyang walked slowly into Liujia Village holding firewood.

Liu Family Lantern Shop!
  Taking off her gorgeous clothes and putting on the coarse cloth clothes she used to wear at home, Liu Chenxiang took a piece of yellow paper and made a lantern.

The bamboo wood pieces have been tied up a long time ago. Just glue the yellow paper on them and dry them in the shade, and then they can be sold.

In the nearby villages, they are the only ones selling lanterns. Although their lives are not very good, they are still passable.

creak!

After making a lantern, Agarwood put it aside, took the bamboo pieces and continued to weave. Unexpectedly, the closed door suddenly opened.

"Dad, are you back?" Chenxiang raised her head and saw her father walking in, and called him happily.

father?
  After several reincarnations, Ming Xiaoyang became a father once, but his relationship with that son was indifferent and not very close.

At this time, I heard a woman who used to like me call me father, knowing full well that I was pretending.

The corner of his mouth still twitched, but luckily he was not noticed by Chen Xiang.

"Agarwood." Ming Xiaoyang, who was pretending to be Liu Yanchang, said naturally, "When you finish the work at hand, dad will take you out."

"Go out?" Chenxiang took the firewood from his father's arms, "Dad, what are we going out for?"

"where to?"

Ming Xiaoyang said calmly: "Don't worry about this for now. You will understand when you get there."

"Okay, dad." Chen Xiang said dejectedly.

After continuing to say a few words, Ming Xiaoyang took matters into his own hands, baked a few lanterns, became a lantern seller, and sold the lanterns.

Without the help of God, it would not be an easy task to hide it from Chen Xiang.

People who get along day and night are often the most difficult to fake.

Based on Tianxin's calculation, Ming Xiaoyang perfectly imitated Liu Yanchang's words, deeds, and even some unknown habits.

In Chen Xiang's eyes, he just felt that his father seemed a little strange, but he did not raise any suspicion and did not take it to heart at all.

The "father and son" continued their lives as they had for the past sixteen years, living an ordinary life.

(End of this chapter)