Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

Chapter 39

No matter how long the little bee wants to stay here, Fan Canghai has no objection.

In the early morning, he took his hand and walked in the forest, breathing the fresh air and listening to the chirping of insects and birds.

The morning wind blows his fairy robe, and the mountains and forests become lively because of him.

Now both of them have white hair, more like two mountain elves.

Fan Canghai had a sudden idea: "How about we build a house here, like the ancient locust tree in the illusion, and not let anyone in? You are a little bee when you are at home, and a kitten when you go out! How about it?"

The little bee laughed: "You can think of it! You can build it if you want? This must be a protected area, and it is not inhabited by people. The mountains and forests in the modern world will disappear as soon as the bulldozers come. They think We can do whatever we want, basically nothing!"

"It's boring! You can't do whatever you want, it's really boring!" The Great Immortal Master also has willful moments.

"From this point of view, only your grandfather's house is considered a paradise."

"As long as you're here, wherever you go is fine."

"Really? I really want to look at you every day..." Fan Canghai no longer wants to turn him into a kitten, only what he can see and touch will give him a sense of security.

The little bee rubbed against his palm, feeling a sense of happiness spontaneously, "The little cat is also good, it can nest in your arms!"

"real!"

Fan Canghai suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Little bee, what does it feel like to be locked in a wish bag?"

The little bee immediately put on a bitter face: "I don't like it!"

"The last time Fanfan seized the house, Mu Yunyi stayed in the Ruyi bag for seven days and seven nights, and when he came out, he almost lost his mind." Speaking of this, Fan Canghai was still full of guilt.

"But don't mention the wishful bag, it's black, as black as ink, who can not be abnormal? You don't want to lock me in!"

"Fool, am I willing?"

"I'm afraid you have nothing to do, and you will stuff me in again."

They came to a small river. There were garbage floating in the river. The water quality was average and there was a bad smell.

The two held hands, changed directions, and continued walking.

"Little bee, why do you like to eat honey?" He looks like a naughty child at the moment, and only the little bee can see this side.

"Because it's a little bee, the one who likes to eat honey the most in this world must be the hardworking bee!"

"Hey, hardworking little bee!"

Unknowingly, the little bee landed on the back of the Great Immortal Master, who was so tall and mighty that someone carried her on his back, so much happiness that it was almost overflowing.Master Daxian didn't mind at all, instead he carried him on his back willingly and carefully.

"Great Immortal Master, the reason why people can have good fortune in this life must be the virtue accumulated in the previous life?"

"There must be enough yin virtue to exchange for the blessings of future generations. There is no happiness that comes for no reason. You see, people in this world are divided into three or six grades, with different degrees of happiness and disasters. God is rewards and punishments." separate."

"So, seeing some poor people who are poor and suffering a lot, they are actually just paying off the debts they owed in their previous life? Do you still need to sympathize with them?"

"Compassion or sympathy is also a cycle of cause and effect. If you help him because of sympathy, you are repaying a debt or repaying a debt of gratitude. If you have nothing to do with him, even if you see him, you will turn a blind eye. Let everything take its course."

"Then I was so miserable before the age of 20, I must have committed sins in my previous life!"

Fan Canghai smiled and said: "Sometimes, suffering is ahead of happiness. If there is no suffering before, happiness will not come! The world is ever-changing, and everything remains the same."

"Oh..." The little bee half-understood, wondering if there would be no Fancanghai if I hadn't worked hard for 20 years?do you mean this?If this is the case, then 20 years... how many years can you enjoy Fancanghai?How long can I have him?

If everything in the world is judged by weight and seniority in the two places, then God must be a senior and god-level accountant!

The little bee didn't know which tendon was wrong, and asked him: "Fan Canghai, Yu'er...who is it?" He once saw him hugging himself and calling "Yu'er", maybe this Yu'er was his former sweetheart Woolen cloth!He has lived in this world for thousands of years, how many sweethearts is it not normal?Little Bee vowed not to quarrel with him, just curious to know...

"Why do you ask?"

The little bee turned its head on his back and said, "Well... just want to know, want to know... everything about you..."

However, speaking of this person, Fan Canghai's eyes were dim and heavy, and he couldn't speak easily.

In order to dispel his worries, the young man said: "Don't worry, I promise I won't be jealous! Is he your sweetheart?"

Fan Canghai stopped, put the little bee on the ground, and looked back at him.

"Why, did I make you unhappy?" Little Bee asked him with a smile.

He also smiled slightly: "Am I that stingy?"

"I know you are generous, so I ask you."

"Of course! I promise not to be jealous!"

"I think it's not good for me to tell you this matter, you need to explore it yourself."

"What does it mean that the effect is not good?... How can I explore?"

Fan Canghai stroked the hair on his forehead, and said with some emotion: "When the time comes, you will naturally know!"

The little bee pouted, feeling that it would not get an answer again today.

The hand was held by him, and he lifted it up for a kiss. His movements were gentle and affectionate, and the heart of the little bee was about to melt.He couldn't help but went forward, pressed his face against his, feeling his breath unrestrainedly.

The two tender and affectionate people are no longer separated from each other in this life, and wanton kisses are no longer enough to express their love.Every time he pushes forward, he wants to completely occupy the other party, but is blocked by the tiger.For the safety of the little bee, Fan Canghai had no choice but to restrain his mind, and clicked to the end, but his heart was in a state of mania.

They sat in a piece of green grass, cuddling each other, and talked for a long time. The little bee looked a little drunk, and lay soft and boneless in his arms, drunk before drinking.

"If it's like this for the rest of my life, that's fine."

"Fool, you will eventually feel tired."

"When will you take me to explore that secret?" He regarded "Yu'er" as a secret, a secret he had to explore.

"Little bee, you are still too young, with a young heart, you are curious about everything, and it may not be good to know some secrets."

"This sentence has been rated as the most uncreative sentence of this century! I already have a thick resistance!"

The two came back from a walk in the mountains and saw Han Yufei fishing by a lake.

The calm lake, the calm anglers.

Fan Canghai jokingly said: "Don't look at his serious appearance, he is actually asleep!"

"If it were me, I would have to sleep too."

"Can you still be as stable as him in your sleep?"

"That won't work, I must have been lying down." The little bee also has self-knowledge, "He doesn't eat fish, so what is he fishing for? If he wants fish, he can just use his kung fu, and he will jump up all of them!"

"Come."

Fan Canghai plucked a few yellow flowers by the side of the road, then tiptoed towards Han Yufei.The little bee followed behind, singing and following.

He didn't know what Han Yufei was doing, and Fan Canghai didn't move when he walked behind him, as if he didn't notice it at all.

Then, the mischievous Great Immortal Master stuck flowers on his head, and the little bee tried not to laugh out loud, trying to hold back the internal injury.

The black-robed man's eyes were closed, and he was indeed asleep. However, if you look carefully, you will find that he is not even breathing!

It's quieter than falling asleep!

"He's out of his body."

"Why? Where did his soul go?"

"Maybe at ease a few miles away."

"If only I had a mobile phone, take a few pictures for him."

"Does it look good?" Fan Canghai asked the little bee, pointing to Han Yufei who was leading the flower.

"nice!"

"Is he prettier or am I prettier?"

Oh, what kind of problem is this, Great Immortal Master!The little bee's eyes lit up: "I'll put a few flowers in for you, and you'll know if he's prettier or you are prettier!"

But Fan Canghai said: "Flowers are more suitable for you!" He stretched out his hand to catch the little bee, and the young man hid away laughingly. Fan Canghai stretched out his claws like an eagle trying to catch a chicken, and the young man was out of breath gas.

"Naughty chick, come to my arms!"

"Smelly shameless, Great White Eagle!"

The two elders were arguing back and forth, and finally they both fell to the ground, and the two of them hugged and rolled all the way, not thinking the ground was dirty.

The little bee said: "If you roll again, you will become a clay figurine!"

"Then let's go take a shower."

"Okay... Will Han Yufei catch him?"

"Are you a fish?"

The two embraced boredly, you pressed me and I pressed you, rolled and rolled, rolled towards the lake, and fell down with a "plop"...

There were a few ripples on the surface of the lake, and they slowly dissipated after a while.

With the sound of "crashing" water, the two of them were soaked when they came out.

The little bee wiped the water from her face: "Fan Canghai, the first time I saw you, you were bathing in the wild!" Recalling the scene of her first entering the illusion, she was amazed by the great immortal master in fluttering white clothes. "Honestly, how did you feel when you saw me for the first time?"

Fan Canghai thought for a while: "I told you I'm afraid you'll hit me."

"Sure enough! What do you want to do with the heir?"

"How about it? Heir, you must hide it well and use it well."

"You really want to rely on the heir to leave the illusion!"

"Why not? The anti-magic team is so excited to see Mrs. Duanmu. Seeing the heir, I guess the heart can't bear it."

The two stood in the middle of the water, talking like this.

"Fan Canghai... who sent you in? You said it was three generations. What grudge does he have against you?"

Fan Canghai once said that it was the third generation heir of the Duanmu clan who sent him into the Misty Illusion.

"Little bee, why do you keep bringing up old things again? It's been thousands of years, so what's the point of asking!" Finally, I was a little impatient.

"Well, I won't ask..."

"Ask around and ask what to do, do business..."

The business he was talking about was hugging and kissing the one he loved.He had to kiss him until he was out of breath before giving up.

"Fan Canghai... stop, there will be problems if this continues..."

"Live forever with me..."

"Can not be done……"