Gong Xichao was confused.
"You haven't seen this?" Lu Cijiu was also confused. But then he thought about it, this palace drama was quite old. "Nothing, I thought you watched a palace drama."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Diao Zong's thoughtful look, and Lu Cijiu suddenly said: ...
Will Palace Fight be included in Mr. Diao’s TV drama viewing list later?
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Lu Cijiu quickly interrupted his eldest son's thoughts. He walked towards the master bedroom, got on the bed, yawned, and said casually, "Since he asked for a title, why did that black snake still want to kill Duan Wei?"
Including the wave of excitement that followed, Lu Cijiu couldn't understand it.
"It's very simple." Gong Xichao also got on the bed. They were lovers now and could be closer. She couldn't help but look at Lu Cijiu.
Lu Bijiu:???
"Come closer."
???
"Oh oh." Lu Cijiu moved a little to the middle of the bed. "It's okay. I can hear you clearly. Brother Gong, go ahead."
Just think of it as a bedtime story.
Lu Cijiu was covered in a blanket, with only his head sticking out. Gong Xichao had originally felt a bit distant, but when he saw Lu Cijiu like this, he felt a pang of adorable affection.
"I killed the one who asked for the title, simply to avoid the karma. After successfully asking for the title, Black Snake owed Duan Wei karma, which he needed to repay. If Duan Wei was greedy, or if Black Snake did something that would be remembered by the Heavenly Dao while repaying the karma, the karma would be aggravated. So after successfully asking for the title, I directly killed the one who caused my karma. Even if the Heavenly Dao remembered it, it would be just a small matter."
Gong Xichao explained it in detail.
Lu Cijiu understood. If Duan Wei promised to give him fire and resources, and Black Dragon helped him, he would also owe her other karma, which would be endless. Even if Duan Wei didn't want anything, it wouldn't work. Black Dragon would still owe her money and not pay her back. It would be better to just commit the sin of killing and take her own life.
"As for the Black Snake's expansion, don't use your human way of thinking to judge a demon. The Black Snake cultivated for five hundred years and successfully became a Jiao—"
Lu Cijiu quickly responded, "Actually, to put it in human terms, if I won 300 million tomorrow, I'd be inflated for a while, running sweepstakes on Weibo, giving gifts to my friends online, and going on shopping trips."
So when the black snake turns into a dragon, it must show off.
Gong Xichao: ...
Lu Cijiu chuckled and said, "Please continue." He stopped interrupting.
"In the world of monsters, strength is respected. In ancient times, there were Golden Immortals everywhere, and those below the level of Saints were all ants. It's not unusual to be beaten and killed for lack of strength." Gong Xichao said with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes at the end.
"Did you kill any other monsters back then?"
"……No."
Lu Cijiu noticed that there was something wrong with Diao's expression when he answered this question. It was not that he was lying, but the truth sounded a little strange. He realized something was wrong.
Diao always claimed he was 4,800 years old, roughly the same age as the Xia Dynasty. The ancient times Gong Xichao spoke of were the era of the gods. Gong Xichao hadn't been born yet, yet he seemed to understand the rules of life of the ancient gods quite well.
But he saw that Boss Diao looked uneasy, and thought about their relationship. Wasn't it the right time to ask?
Lu Cijiu thought about it and didn’t ask any further. It must be Gong Xichao’s secret.
"Brother Gong, go to sleep." Lu Cijiu ended the topic first.
Gong Xichao hummed, and the lights in the room went out. Lu Cijiu was just thinking about something, but the room was dark, the bed was soft, and he fell asleep quickly after a busy day. On the other hand, Gong Xichao couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open. He didn't need to sleep, but -
Lying on his side, Gong Xichao looked at Lu Cijiu's sleeping form. The memories of the past disappeared from his mind and were replaced by Lu Cijiu. He fell asleep unknowingly.
The family of six went to bed early, unaware that the remaining seven participants in the Black Dragon Project, especially the last seven, would be unable to sleep tonight. The Taoist priests and monks chatted with each other, their understanding baffled. How could a mere eagle demon easily defeat the Black Dragon, and how it had so easily reduced the dragon to only a hundred years of cultivation?
The black dragon is half dragon.
In the end, two conclusions were drawn. First, Gong Xichao's cultivation level was higher. Based on the time spent fighting, Gong Xichao, as a Eagle/Peng, had cultivated for at least a thousand years. Second, Lu Cijiu might be telling the truth, and Mr. Gong was Kunpeng.
But is it possible?
This is Kunpeng.
Master Ma tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Feeling scorned by his wife, he quietly left the bedroom, dressed in his clothes, and went to the incense room, where the family spirits were enshrined. Thinking of Master Huang, who had possessed him today, Master Ma kowtowed to Lu Cijiu. Now he realized that it was probably the palace assistant behind Lu Cijiu who had done the kowtow.
So he straightened his clothes and burned incense again.
Over there, Second Master Huang was thinking about what happened tonight, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to chat. He soon appeared and took over Master Ma's body. Before Master Ma could ask what he was thinking, Second Master Huang started to talk, "I don't know either. If the great god hadn't deliberately revealed his aura, I wouldn't be able to tell. With such a cultivation level, how would I, Second Master, know? It must be at least six or seven hundred, no, no, no, thousands of years. You beat the Liumen to pieces, and you're still daydreaming, thinking you can become a dragon by flying into the sky. You're not done showing off, and you're really done, hehehehe."
A completely sarcastic and cynicist face.
After chatting for a while, Master Huang felt relieved and left immediately. Master Ma fell on the futon and took a long time to relax. There was only one thought in his mind: to be more polite and respectful to the old people in the future.
He would burn incense and be polite to both Huangxian and Huxian when he invited them, offering them daily. Then look at Lu Cijiu, who casually called out a few times, and the great deity even acted as his assistant. This really shows that people are better than others.
Of course, Master Ma didn't dare to criticize the family immortal for his shallow cultivation and bad temper. He still wanted to live.
Thinking about it this way, Lu Cijiu is even more awesome.
Not afraid at all.
The Kuwa family in Kyoto.
Sang Qi was a descendant of Old Master Sang. His father was Old Master Sang's eldest son, and he was the second child. He had joined the army and worked his way up the career ladder. Now in his early fifties, he looked only in his early forties due to his regular exercise. He had a straight back, a commanding presence, and spoke decisively.
The impact of the black dragon incident tonight was too great. Lightning broke trees and damaged several cars on the roadside. There were casualties, and the microscopic bridge on the Locking Dragon Well was also split open.
Fortunately, no one died.
Sanqi held meetings until the early hours of the morning, retracting news where necessary, reducing trending searches, and issuing official explanations. After finishing everything, he returned to his office, where a folder lay on his desk.
This is the information for investigating Lu Ci.
If Lu Cijiu were here, he'd be astonished by the information. It's incredibly detailed. In just three hours, he laid out his entire life, including his friends and family, including the ruthless demon detention center, the Shanhai Shelter he took over this year, and the rituals he performed.
"Born in an orphanage, my interpersonal relationships are simple." Sanzi knocked on the table.
This means that if you use force, the other party is not afraid of being barefoot, and there is such a big monster behind him. Sang Qi thought of Gong Xichao's performance tonight. If you can't force it, then it's best to subdue him.
In fact, the higher-ups also thought so. The priority was appeasement and surrender. Even if it couldn't serve the country, it couldn't disrupt domestic peace and unity. A dragon was causing unrest in Kyoto. With Gong Xichao's abilities, the troops had weapons to deal with it, but the damage would be severe.
All the countries outside are watching.
But whether to appease someone depends on the means used, and whether to persuade them to surrender depends on the treatment given.
The meeting just now couldn't make a decision, so let Sang Qi contact him first and report at any time. The focus is to investigate Qinggong Xichao's "ability" and then see what means to use.
Sanzi turned to the third page.
These are the four children adopted by Lu Cijiu.
Sanqi was stunned when he saw the photo of the child. Then he picked up his phone, clicked on the photos, and scrolled through them until he found one. It was a group photo of at least thirty people. Sanqi clicked it and slowly zoomed in. In the middle of the first row, on the left, was a young man.
Despite the blurry pixels, one can still tell that the man has a handsome face, with a faint red mole visible under the corner of his eye.
"It's so similar." After saying this, Sanzi quickly stood up and hurried home with the documents.
It was already two in the morning when they got home. Sanqi's wife, a light sleeper, heard the noise, put on her clothes and came out. Seeing her husband's hurried look, she was stunned for a moment and said, "I thought you wouldn't be home today. Are you hungry? Do you want a midnight snack?"
"Don't worry about this for now, come here and help me take a look." Sanqi handed over a photo.
When Sanqi's wife saw the photo, she was also stunned and said, "Uncle Jinghong has a child? When did he get married? That's not right. Jinghong has been abroad and I haven't heard that he got married."
Although the two groups were not in the same country, they kept in touch frequently, though Sang Jinghong rarely showed up. But more than four years ago, Sang Jinghong returned to China with his grandfather and father's ashes, returning to his roots. The two families became closer, and Sang Jinghong was a very easy person to talk to.
"What's this kid's name?"
"Her real name is Lu Jiuji, and her nickname is Weiba," said Sangqi.
Then I saw my wife say, "The name Wei Ba sounds familiar."
"Have you heard of Lu Cijiu, the popular metaphysical food blogger on Weibo? That's his name, right?"
"Oh, right, right, I remember now. Sang Xue posted in the group a while ago that this kid named Weiba looked like Jinghong. The group avoided the rumor and told Sang Xue not to say anything. It was just a joke, and no one took it seriously. After all, people do look alike."
Sanzi shook his head. "I don't believe in coincidences. Do you think this is similar?"
They are just like two peas in a pod. Sanqi's wife was also shocked, "You mean, this child is Jinghong? Let's contact someone first."
"Yes. Let me ask Jinghong first."
It took Sanzi's wife a while to realize why he was suddenly looking into the kid's background. Her husband wouldn't just stumble onto the internet for no reason and suddenly start looking into this after seeing a photo. There had to be some other reason.
Something so big happened in Kyoto tonight, and I rushed back after midnight to ask this. What did you just say about Lu Cijiu? Metaphysics, that's right.
Sang Qi's wife didn't ask about the Locking Dragon Well. Since she couldn't sleep anyway, she simply made her husband a bowl of noodles.
You're so busy now, you must not have eaten yet.
Sanqi had indeed not eaten. He quickly devoured his bowl of noodles and washed the dishes himself. He told his wife to go to bed while he went to the study to make a phone call. There was a time difference between the two places; it was too late here, but just after ten in the morning there.
It took a long time before someone answered the phone.
"Second Brother Sanqi?"
More than four years ago, they exchanged cell phone numbers, but Sanzi had never called. The two families lived far apart, and both were busy, so they had neither the time nor the habit of calling to ask about each other's well-being.
Sang Qi got straight to the point. "Jinghong, you returned to China more than four years ago. You stayed in China for a while. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No." Sang Jinghong denied it.
Sang Qi frowned. Could it be that he really guessed wrong?
"Brother, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
"Well, for some reason, I found someone here who took in children from the orphanage. Among them was a three-and-a-half-year-old boy who looked a lot like you. If it's convenient for you, I can send you the photo."
Sang Jinghong was silent for a moment. "Brother, I don't know why you thought of this, but at that time, I had never had a girlfriend in China, nor had I had any sexual relations with any woman."
Sang Qi frowned after hearing this. Since Sang Jinghong said so, he couldn't force confirmation. Who knew that the other party paused and said, "Second brother, you should send me the photos."
"good."
Sang Qi sent the photo to the email address Sang Jinghong left. He did not leave the study, lit a cigarette, and waited. After an unknown amount of time, the phone rang. It was Sang Jinghong calling.
"I've booked a flight and will be returning home soon. Brother, can you tell me the information about this child?"
Sang Qi knew that Sang Jinghong was also suspicious, but it was strange. Sang Jinghong had just sworn that he had no girlfriend and had never had sex with a woman, so why did he change his mind after seeing the photo of the child?
Early in the morning, there was a queue blocking the door of Lu Ci's old hotel room.
But Lu Cijiu still didn't know. He stayed up late last night and slept soundly this morning. It was already past eight when he woke up. After Lu Cijiu washed up, he glanced at the children, who were lying in all directions and sleeping soundly.
Dudu hugged the five furry tails, not knowing what he dreamed about. His chubby face drooled and he rubbed his tails. The tails didn't feel uncomfortable either. One leg was close to Dalong. Last night, Hu Sanniang was so stiff in his arms that she stood there and dared not move.
Looks pitiful.
Lu Bijiu: ...
"Come here." He had forgotten about Hu Sanniang.
Hu Sanniang seemed to be waiting for a word. She kicked her legs and threw herself at Lu Cijiu's feet, stretching her limbs. Seeing this, Lu Cijiu said, "I'm so sorry. Did the child press on you? You don't have to be so honest. If you feel uncomfortable, just find some empty space."
As big as the bed.
Hu Sanniang stretched out her front paws pitifully and bowed, with a strong hint of begging, probably saying, "Please let me go. I'm just a little kitten (crossed out) a little fox."
"White Lotus Fox." Gong Xichao narrowed his eyes and a cold and wise light flashed in his eyes.
Hu Sanniang bowed with her front paws frozen in place.
What is Diao Zong talking about? Lu Cijiu asked Hu Sanniang to go out with him first, and the children could sleep for a while.
In the living room, Gong Xichao sat in the middle of the sofa like a master, as if he was going to punish the pitiful Hu Sanniang. Lu Cijiu looked at this scene and felt that it was very familiar. He always felt that it was the vicious queen making things difficult for the favorite concubine. Uh, he was infected by Diao Zong's palace fighting drama.
"Brother Gong, don't be so mean to Hu Sanniang—"
Lu Cijiu stopped, because President Diao looked at him as if he were a tyrant.
"No, we are a family. We should at least be polite to outsiders." Lu Cijiu finally cleared his mind of the palace fighting drama and explained the situation to President Diao.
Gong Xichao's expression brightened slightly when he heard that we were from the same family. However, he still stared at Hu Sanniang lying on the ground and said coldly, "Don't play tricks in front of me. I won't fall for it. If you continue to play the victim, your Taoism skills will be reduced by a hundred years."
Lu Cijiu: ...Da'er, do you know that you look like a villain now?
As a result, Hu Sanniang on the ground immediately withdrew her prayers, and stopped trembling with pity. She spoke in human language, "Great God, please spare me. I won't dare to do it again. I slept well last night. The children didn't give me any trouble. Master Lu taught them well and they were all well-behaved. I found a place to sleep and didn't suffer any injustice all night. I heard Master Lu pushing the door in and pretended to be aggrieved and pitiful person who had been tossed around all night. I hoped that Master Lu would take pity on me and let me go. Woo woo woo woo, I won't dare to do it again. I have only been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years. Great God, please spare me."
Without taking a break.
Lu Cijiu:!!!
Gong Xichao glanced at Lu Cijiu with great pride. Lu Cijiu could see that he was mocking his blindness.
Lu Bijiu: ...
What's so proud about being able to tell the difference between green tea and white lotus? ! !
Hu Sanniang is indeed a fox spirit. When she advances, she can attack the outposts, hurt people and do tricks. When she retreats, she can act cute and pitiful and be scheming.
"We didn't say we were going to hold you captive. It's just that Tail likes you and wants to play with you for two days. We won't hurt you." Lu Cijiu explained first, "By the way, let me ask you a question."
Hu Sanniang said politely and quickly, "Master Lu, feel free to ask me anything. I will tell you everything I know."
"How do you foxes take care of your fur? You keep it shiny and smooth."
As a female fox, Hu Sanniang loves beauty by nature. She immediately told him her secret method of beauty care, including the method of cultivating both the inside and the outside. Lu Cijiu had heard too much about it, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to write it down.
"What's so special about maintaining a fox's health? Lu Cijiu, just ask me. I know the secret method." Gong Xichao said unhappily.
We have to fight for this!
The eldest son is very competitive.
Lu Cijiu remembered that Boss Diao had brushed his wings for two hours last night with the care cream, which was indeed very effective, but the tail was not a fox, so Hu Sanniang's method was more reliable. He winked and said, "I asked for the cub."
Gong Xichao agreed, meaning, "Go ahead and ask." He didn't argue.
After Hu Sanniang finished speaking, Lu Cijiu said, "If you have nothing to do, stay here and play for a few days. When the children are asleep at night, you can go back. When we return, we won't be oppressing you."
"Thank you, Master." Hu Sanniang kowtowed immediately.
Lu Cijiu: ... "We don't kowtow, really."
After what happened last night, Lu Cijiu felt that he had to stay for at least ten days or half a month. He was worried that the cubs would be bored and scared. Little ones are very sensitive, so he wanted Hu Sanniang to stay and play with him. If he returned safely, he would definitely burn incense and offer sacrifices to Hu Sanniang.
Hu Sanniang looked at the great god cautiously again.
"Look at what I'm doing. Lu Cijiu said, if you dare to run." Gong Xichao threatened.
"I wouldn't dare." Hu Sanniang shook her head like a rattle and said quickly, "Master, I'm going to see the child. I'm not bragging, but I'm good at taking care of children."
Yes, the magic spells of Huxian are different, some are sleight of hand, fighting, illusion, etc., but the guardian deity Huxian who can be invited home are generally good at protecting the safety of the house, have some healing skills, take care of children, etc.
As soon as Hu Sanniang entered, Gong Xichao glanced at Lu Cijiu and said, "Do you want to take care of yourself?"
Why should I care for my feathers? Lu Cijiu's face was filled with questions. After a long pause, he suddenly realized that Gang Diao had been promoting the feather care cream, but he hadn't promoted it to anyone else. Now it was his turn.
"Isn't this inappropriate?" The feathers are used by eagles, can humans use them?
But that's not the way to say it. Lu Cijiu showed an expression of being touched, embarrassed, and so on, and said gratefully: "Brother Gong, your care cream is so inappropriate for me. I've wasted such a good thing."
"Who said you were wasting it?" Gong Xichao was angry. A large clam shell suddenly appeared in his hand and he stuffed it into Lu Cijiu's hand. "You use it. If it's not enough, I have more."
Lu Cijiu: ...How can I refuse?
But seeing Diao Zong's expression of "I'm angry if you don't use it," I was touched. He had just said "waste" to his father, and this was the eldest son's true love for his father. Lu Cijiu held the things in his arms, receiving a heavy dose of love from his son. He said, "Is there anything taboo? Just put it on your face?"
Still have to ask clearly.
Gong Xichao nodded naturally at first. What was there to ask? Just apply it evenly and it would be fine. But then he quickly realized that Lu Cijiu was not his kind and said immediately, "You probably shouldn't use it on your face or body. This stuff has plumping wings."
"What the hell, hair growth liquid!!!" Lu Cijiu felt like he had found a treasure this time.
Although his hairline is strong and his hair is thick and lush, who can guarantee that his hair will still be strong when he is 40? Mainly because he is an orphan, and it is unknown whether he has hereditary hair loss.
Lu Cijiu had never thought about this before. After all, he had a lot of hair, and his grandfather also had a lot of hair when he was in his sixties and seventies.
Prepare for a rainy day. Prepare for a rainy day.
Lu Cijiu touched the clam shell with great pleasure and asked, "Is it useful for human hair?"
Gong Xichao didn't know the answer to this question, and said a little embarrassedly, "You are the first human to receive this." He had never given this to anyone before.
"I'll try it." Lu Cijiu took the big treasure to the bathroom, took a little bit of it, and carefully rubbed it on his arm as an experiment.
Put it away after applying.
After all this hustle and bustle, it was almost nine o'clock and the kids woke up with curly hair. Aunt Hu Sanniang was really thoughtful. She helped the kids get dressed and wash up, without Lu Cijiu having to do anything at all.
"I have to say thank you to Aunt Hu." Lu Cijiu said.
The children all said thank you in baby voices. Hu Sanniang was such a cute child. If she didn't resist, and didn't have to worry about being caught yesterday, she could just enjoy life. It would be wonderful.
"Let's go eat." Lu Cijiu opened the door, and then!!!
This scene was too familiar. He was at the door of the room, Dou Qinglan moved a chair and sat in the first one, and the director was maintaining order and giving numbers to the people behind him.
"...Don't worry, Master Lu is resting. If you want to see Master Lu, come and get the number. Don't cut in line."
???
Lu Cijiu was in a daze and thought he had arrived at the bank, and he even had to queue up!
"Brother Lu, are you awake?" Dou Qinglan was the first to get up from the chair. After a night's sleep, he felt much better than yesterday.
"No, when did you come?"
"Eight o'clock, I can't remember."
Lu Cijiu: He woke up around eight o'clock.
"You didn't knock? I didn't even see you call."
Dou Qinglan saw that Brother Gong was not around and whispered, "Brother Gong said no phone calls or disturbing your rest, so we're all waiting." Then, noticing the corner of Gong Xichao's clothes, he immediately changed his tone and flattered him, "Brother Lu, Brother Gong is also thinking about you. He's so considerate and kind to you. Brother Gong is truly a great man."
Lu Cijiu: What are you talking about? It's all a mess.
The others at the back echoed, "Yes, yes, Master Lu and Assistant Gong have a bond stronger than gold."
"The relationship between the two is really enviable."
"Hey, harmony."
???
Are these celebrities not very good at Chinese? Can the love between father and son be stronger than gold?
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