Chu Xiaoxiao was thrown into a book, reincarnating as a cannon fodder meant to be drowned shortly after birth. Outraged, she saved herself and vowed to change her family’s doomed fate.
Zi Yan explained to everyone under the bed: “This is a habit I have developed since I was a child. When I was a child, I never slept in a bed and always slept under other people’s beds.
I had to get some hot coals in the winter and some ice basins in the summer. If I hadn't been smart, I might have died. How could I bear sleeping in a room without a coal basin and covered with tattered cotton wool?
Even if I became an oiran later, I would still be happy to sleep under the bed. It is safe and secure here, and no one will bother me anymore.
Sleeping here makes me feel like a free man. I can do whatever I want with my hands and feet, no one will interfere, and no one will cause trouble for me. "
Hearing this, everyone in the room fell silent and said nothing.
Milk ball yawned and rubbed her eyes. Black charcoal head knew that she was sleepy, so he squatted down and carried her on his back.
He ordered Hong Ling: "We want to go back, please send us out!"
"yes!"
Hongling opened the door personally and led the black-haired man and Chu Xiaoxiao out.
After leaving Baihua Tower, Naituanzi's head moved little by little. Chu Zhinan appeared in time, picked up his daughter, held her in his arms, and flew towards home.
As for Black Charcoal Head, I believe he will definitely find a way to solve the problem of returning.
The little girl slept like a little pig and didn't even know we were home. She didn't react at all even when Yang washed her head and face and put her in bed.
She felt so distressed seeing this, and felt that her daughter must be very tired from this trip, otherwise she wouldn't have slept so soundly.
After spending some time with her daughter, Yang and Chu Zhinan left and returned to their own room.
Black-haired guy was also sleeping soundly on the couch in the outer room, while Liu Ming was sleeping on the other side of Naituanzi's room.
An old man with white eyebrows, white beard and white hair appeared in Chu Xiaoxiao's room. He looked at her peaceful sleeping face with a loving smile on his face.
He waved his hand and set up a barrier to prevent outsiders from spying on his presence.
Every time he assigned her a task, she liked to put her hands on her hips and curse at him. She didn't know why he gave birth to such a disobedient and unfilial daughter.
The purpose of throwing her into the lower world was to let her know her origins. This is a calamity that she must go through.
Wuji Flower is an ancient divine flower and has always lived in the Jiugong Heaven. At that time, he also lived in the Jiugong Heaven. How lonely it was to be so high up.
The two of them often sneaked down to the mortal world to play on the Wuji Ridge. There were spring flowers blooming, autumn leaves red, and white snow, and every scene fascinated them.
There was a small town at the foot of Wuji Mountain, with people coming and going. Occasionally, they would go down the mountain and wander around the town, watching women quarreling, children playing, men playing finger-guessing games and drinking, and young couples loving each other sweetly.
Unconsciously, he and Wuji fell in love with each other, and after a crazy night, Xiaoxiao was born.
Wuji carried him to the mortal world to give birth, and for some unknown reason, his hair turned white overnight.
Xiaoxiao was abandoned at the foot of Wuji Mountain and was raised until she was five years old before being brought back. It was told to the outside world that she was adopted. Wuji did not dare to take care of her personally and kept it secret from him.
She was allowed to grow wildly, and when she grew up she became a god in charge of all plants between heaven and earth.
One of them is the Emperor of Heaven, and the other is the Infinite Divine Flower. No one can control their affairs, but they still accepted the punishment they deserved.
He closed his heart, and Wujihua no longer appeared in human form.
He named her Xiaoxiao, hoping that she would live a carefree life from now on. Wuji gave her the surname Chu, and she said that the family she lived in when she gave birth to Xiaoxiao had the surname Chu.
After all, Xiaoxiao grew up in the mortal world, and she was fascinated by the mortal world, and often sneaked down to the mortal world. She had a Qiankun bag on her, so she was rarely caught by anyone.
If the plum blossom fairy Mei Yanhong had not fallen in love with the emperor of the mortal world and gave birth to a son, Xiaoxiao's sneaking away to the mortal world would not have been known to anyone.
The old man with white eyebrows and beard reached out and stroked the chubby face of the baby, with a smile in his eyes. In the previous life, when the child was born and grew up, he couldn't be with him, Wuji hid from him and didn't let him know.
The disappearance of Wujihua was not because it was stolen, but because someone left.
He should have come to the lower world to look for Xiaoxiao, but he didn't know if the mother and daughter could be together this time. If possible, he also wanted to tell Xiaoxiao that he was her father.
He didn't dare to say it, for fear that it would bring out the power of the rules of heaven and earth and bring disaster to the human world.
We cannot cause trouble just because of his selfishness.
It is said that if the sky has feelings, it will also grow old. He did bear this curse. After the incident with Wuji, he went from being a handsome man to an octogenarian.
Perhaps this is the power of rules between heaven and earth. Even if he is the Emperor of Heaven, he will be affected to a certain extent.
Wuji resolutely enters the mortal world to fulfill the love between mother and daughter, but he is afraid that by then even his real body will be destroyed.
"Xiaoxiao! Your mother even risked her own life for you, you must find her quickly and bring her back. If you can't find her, just secretly throw her into the Qiankun bag, which is better than turning into nothingness.
Xiaoxiao! Remember what your father said, you must find your mother as soon as possible. She may have gone to the town at the foot of Wuji Mountain. Go there and take a look when you have time!
But you are only two years old. If you want to travel far away, you have to wait at least ten or eight years. I don’t know if your mother can wait. I hope she won’t stay at the foot of Wuji Mountain foolishly, but come to Dongshengjing City to find you. "
The old man with white eyebrows, white beard and white hair kept chattering in Chu Xiaoxiao's ear, making her sleep uneasily. She waved her white and tender little hands and grabbed in the air.
[Damn flies, what are you buzzing about? I hate it so much, please don't disturb my sleep. ]
He waved a few times, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep again.
Seeing how lovely she was, the old man's heart melted. He reached out his hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.
When Wuji gave birth to her, she must have been a small, soft ball like this, and then grew up little by little.
After being thrown into the mortal world, he had been watching her every move. He watched her being taken away by bad guys when she was just born and almost drowned in a urine bucket.
Then I watched her chat with people with "eh eh oh oh", learn to roll over, learn to crawl, learn to walk, train the big white goose to fly into the sky, and defeat the messenger from the North.
He saw every step of his child's growth, as if he was involved in it personally.
He closed his heart, but he couldn't let go of his daughter. As long as he didn't go too far, the power of rules wouldn't hurt his Xiaoxiao.
Wuji is so stupid, why would he sneak into the lower world?
It would be better to just ask him where the child is. If she doesn't ask, does that mean she has never thought about returning to Jiugongtian?
In the high and mighty Jiugong Heaven, if Wuji was gone, he would be the only one left.
For so many years, he was alone.
The little boy felt too hot and kicked off the quilt. He lay on his back, snoring and not even noticing that his saliva was flowing out.
The old man picked up a towel beside him and gently wiped her saliva: "Xiaoxiao! Daddy can only come to you once, and never again.
Remember to go find your mother. Your mother is Wuji Shenhua, and your father is me, the old man. Remember?"
After he finished speaking, the old man reached out and touched Naituanzi's face, then turned around and disappeared.