Both of them are not active people. Although Honglan took the initiative to let them have a kiss, they still have this kind of vague but embarrassing atmosphere. They don’t know what to say when facing each other. When Honglan is with Huo Junzhong, she actively dances with her pace. When facing Qinglan, neither of them can take the first step.
Hui Ling Jr. stared at the two and asked timidly, "Are you going to kiss?"
She asked this sentence, Huo Junzhong directly petrified Cymbidium, blushing better than the monkey, "I’ll cook", and even dared not rush into the kitchen with my head carrying food.
Huo Junzhong looked at Hui Ling with a wry smile. "Who taught you to talk like this in Hui Ling?"
Little Hui Ling felt that he seemed to have said something wrong, and he didn’t dare to look at Huo Junzhong biting his fingernail and looking at the floor with his head sideways. "If the adults don’t move face to face, they will kiss."
The head of Huo Jun’s center scolded the TV station for what rubbish it was playing. It taught such a pure child badly, and he could falsely tell Hui Ling that the video performance was false. People don’t do this in reality.
Little Hui Ling blinked his eyes and asked innocently, "But I saw uncles and aunts kissing in the street."
Huo Jun has never been good at talking, and there is no way to answer the little girl’s questions. In the end, you will know when you grow up. This kind of words are not used to cover it up.
But Hui Ling Jr.’ s words startled him. "Ender next door wants to kiss me. He is still a child."
Huo Jun’s anger rose at the center. He was a little white. What did he write about his father’s anger at his daughter, his brother and his sister when they were seduced by other men, especially how old Hui Ling was? He was a little tempted to beat the egg called Ande Xiaowang.
"Children do such a thing will be bad for Hui Ling. You must not do this. Should you and he have …"
"No, I don’t like boys with freckles kissing me."
Huo Junzhong stared, "Not without freckles."
Hui Ling Jr.’ s novel "But many classmates are kissing"
Huo Junzhong’s center head wails-what a world! How can a child learn this place? It’s hard to cope with the past. Huo Junzhong feels that his back is sweating. The more sure he is that he is an idiot in language ability.
Wait until dinner when Huo Junzhong asked Qinglan Honglan and Grandpa why they didn’t come back.
"Honglan went to other places to make records and announced that she would go to many cities for a month before coming back, while Grandpa Huo went to Beijing to attend one of his personal art exhibitions, and it would take another week to come back." Now Master Huo has rarely seen guests, let alone go out to participate in activities, even if he is willing to go to his personal art exhibition, it is very unusual.
"So we are at home this week?" Huo Junzhong said that Cymbidium turned red again, with her head down and her mouth full of food. She probably didn’t know what it was to eat it.
Huo Junzhong seems to have misunderstood Qinglan in his own words, but he doesn’t know what to say to save the silence and embarrass the atmosphere.
Little Hui Ling blinked and was curious to look left and right. Their expressions suddenly said to Qinglandao, "Qinglanjie, you just ate ginger slices."
Cymbidium was so busy that she picked up the glass and drank a few mouthfuls of white water. She was most afraid of eating ginger.
In the early hours of the morning, Huo Junzhong got up and went to the park to practice. Before he went to the park, a cat demon fluffy jumped out from the side. "Friends, please stay."
She reminded Huo Junzhong of meeting himself for the first time, but this sentence almost caused death.
He stopped walking, the cat demon jumped on his shoulder, and once again spat out words, "Daoyou, please stay."
Huo Junzhong asked, "What happened to fluffy?"
Rongrong was a little worried. "There are two practitioners in the park, and those two are very powerful."
Huo Junzhong was surprised. "I didn’t feel a pedestrian in the park."
Rongrong was a little scared. "I wouldn’t have thought of someone there if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. If I hadn’t relied on Taoist friends to give me a ghost elixir, I’d practiced a new spell, and maybe I would have been discovered by them."
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Huo Junzhong thought about it and decided to go to the park to see the cat demon Rongrong. "This is an adventure. What if they are bad guys?"
"They can gather breath and make me realize that the journey is far away from me," Huo Junzhong said calmly. "Practicing every night is my homework. Since the journey is far away from me, even if I am not here, I can’t hide it from them. In that case, I have to avoid it."
Rongrong looked very anxious when she heard meow, but her ability to speak as an economist was limited soon. When she was in a hurry, she couldn’t say it. Huo Junzhong patted Rongrong’s head and said, "It’s a big sin for me to come here first, and it’s a refined gas man to kill people. If it weren’t for being possessed, the refined gas man wouldn’t kill Rongrong without authorization. You are a cat demon and don’t know their details, so don’t appear in front of them. Go home."
Killing demons and removing demons is a way for many gas refiners to practice magic and accumulate merits. Killing people is a sin and removing demons, but the merits are much greater than facing the danger of strangers than Huo Junzhong.
She meowed and woke up and said, "The master has brought back some things when he returned to China. You’d better come once every day."
Huo Junzhong nodded and promised, "I will go later."
Watched Rongrong trotted away from Huo Junzhong, took a deep breath and continued to walk firmly towards the park.
Huo Junzhong was surprised by the sight of the moonlight where he usually practiced.
Seeing two people face to face on the lawn, one is cross-legged and meditating, but the other is floating in the virtual space. The shawl with hands on his back is flying in the breeze, and he looks at the mouth of the moon and mumbles.
Both of them are quite young. The monk’s robe is short and slightly closed. Behind his eyes, the naked eye can see a wheel of light without talking, but there is Sanskrit rolling. Huo Junzhong walks into the lawn. Sanskrit is like thunder rolling in his ear, but Sanskrit Zen is rolling in his head for a long time and blurred. It is like ordinary people listening to temple monks doing their homework. They can’t understand what it is, but they can feel the sacred meaning.
On the other hand, it is like singing when people are high on drugs. His voice is loud, but Huo Junzhong can’t hear what he says.
Huo Junzhong could feel his body trembling slightly, and his cold sweat kept dripping. He came to ten meters away from the two men and felt their breath. This is completely different. Both kinds of breath are bound around his body. The monk is like a sword in a scabbard, with all emotions cut off in peace. Huo Junzhong is sure that if his enemy is a baby, his parents, his wife and children, he will not hesitate to kill him.
Huo Junzhong has never felt so cold. Even in the fog town, people who regard human beings as inferior creatures have no such absolute cold.
The young man in white is like water, and his breath is like the wind. Huo Junzhong is in constant change, and now he finds out with horror that he has not moved away from the young man in white, but Huo Junzhong has no way to judge how many steps the young man in white is from him.
At that time, Huo Junzhong was a little angry and bowed his head carefully. He didn’t believe that he couldn’t even do it.
But no matter how Huo Junzhong calculates the distance between the two people, Huo Junzhong has not been able to measure the repetition at a time.