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Song Shuhang feels that his father's eyes are constantly accompanied by the 'psychological status - 1’ hint.

“Dad, I don't know the Dust Curse, but I know the Space Gate! The space passage used by Senior White just now allows us to reach the space door of Wenzhou City from the Confucian family in one breath.” Song Shuhang felt compelled to preserve his position in the hearts and minds of his parents and moved out of his most forceful space capabilities at present.

If he doesn't defend his position, after the birth of his sister, his eldest son will probably have no presence in his parents' hearts.

“Can space doors go to dust?” Daddy Song asked a very grounding question.

Song Shuhang silenced for a moment: “No.” - Dad, is that all you're after? The ability of a space door to hang like this, you compare him to dust?

Daddy Song: “Oh. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Although space doors can't go to dust, he can solve the garbage problem!” Song Shu Channel: “At least with the space door, you don't have to worry about the garbage classification, you don't have to worry about what kind of garbage you're throwing away, and you don't have to be asked ‘what garbage you are’ every day. I can throw garbage directly into the unmanned planet of the universe, or open a space door in a world where I can burn it down completely and turn it into energy. ”

“Huh? That's kind of funny.” Daddy Song nodded - in fact, when Song Shuhang said he would open the space door, Daddy Song's heart was shocked!

Though I didn't expect a son who wouldn't even have the Pure Dust Curse, I've mastered the abilities that often appear in science fiction films like Space Gate.

He echoed ‘oh’, first because his heart was a little shocked, he didn't know what to say; second, to maintain his old father's compulsion, he could not show ‘you are great’ like a small generation.

As soon as Song Shuhang mentioned the various uses of ‘space door’, Song Daddy finally broke down.

In the last few months, they could have been tortured by the 'garbage classification'.

“But throwing garbage into the universe doesn't pollute the universe, does it?” Daddy Song asked randomly again, not really worried about anything, just asked randomly, kind of took up the subject.

“No, there are many magical worlds in the heavens and the earth… In some worlds, whatever is thrown into them, it breaks down and turns into pure energy. Even garbage.” Song Shuhang explained.

“That's wonderful.” Daddy Song said.

Taoist Taoist, Red Sword: "…”

”“... "said Fengyiqin's main claw and Chu's palace.

The ability to rob the fairies' space is used to throw away garbage. You guys are so creative.

Mommy Song dropped her luggage and asked, “Book Sailing, how many people will come in New Year's Eve? ”

When I was in Confucianism earlier, Song Shuhang told her that the whole group of ‘Jiuzhou No. 1' was coming to Wenzhou City this year to organize a New Year's Eve event.

But Mother Song doesn't know exactly how many members are in the Jiuzhou Group 1.

“There should be around fifty people who can come, and there should be several seniors who can bring their descendants or relatives. So there may be seventy or eighty.” Song Shuhang returned.

For example, Master Tong Xuan should bring Xiao Fruit fruit. Xiao Fruit fruit has been practicing very diligently lately, so I thought about when I could come back to Song Shuhang to play.

Fairy Lychee may also bring two fairies, Poetry and Candles, who are acquaintances.

Plus, Zhou Li, Tibetan Hook, is going to bring Yuqin fairy, the pharmacist will definitely bring Jiang Ziyan...

In piecemeal terms, there are only a large number of people.

"Seventy or eighty?" said Mama Song. Then our house is too small... why don't we go somewhere nearby and rent a big place? ”

“No, no, I can handle it. Mom, just tidy up the room, and I'll open up my little world, dock with our house, and it'll fit perfectly.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Mama Song: "Your little world? ”

“Well, like Confucian Golden Lotus World, but much smaller.” Song Shuhang explained.

If Mother Song nodded thoughtfully - God knows how her monkeys made so many things in about a year? Even in the private little world.

“Any kids coming? So, do we have to get ready for some pressure packs?” Daddy Song asked.

Song Shuhang shook his head: “Even if it's a crushing bag... a monk usually doesn't need ordinary money. If it's a crushing bag, it's only a crushing stone. ”

“Shall we wrap the spirit stone?” Daddy Song asked how they lived in the Confucian world for a while, and they still knew about this kind of thing.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky: “There is no spirit stone. ”

The box of "Spirit Stone Meetup Gift" sent by the owner of Golden Gossip Island when he came to the door before it was warm, it was consumed in the retention [World Fusion Card] - as long as there was enough Spirit Stone, [World Fusion Card] could be saved after each use, and continued to be used, which is a bit expensive.

Song Shuhang now has cleaner pockets than his face.

The "repair chat fee function" that was easily drummed up has not yet officially begun to be profitable... and when he last lost money, he also sent several trillion spirit stone VIP functions to the world. In the short term, it is too difficult to rely on the "repair chat" function to charge.

“Isn't spiritual stone the basic thing of the real world? When I heard about practice, I couldn't get away from the spirit stone. How can you practice without a ghost stone? You didn't save some?” Daddy Song was confused.

In the days of Confucian residence, Song Daddy also has some knowledge of the fundamentals of the cultivation world, such as Dan Yao and Lingshi, which each practitioner can not be separated from when practicing in closed confinement.

Confucian disciples are often seen to absorb spiritual power using spiritual stone toner.

Home monkeys have heard that the realm of cultivation is quite high. How can he cultivate without a spirit stone? Get some air?

“Without spiritual stones, not a single one… so when there is no spiritual stone, I just borrow some.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“How much do you owe?” Daddy Song was a little worried.

He belongs to the kind of people who are anxious to owe money to others. After he owes money to others, he can't wait to pay it back when he has money. He will be anxious to be in debt for a long time.

So as soon as I heard Song Shuhang owed someone a spirit stone, I was a little worried.

“Senior White, how much do I owe you now?” Song Shuhang turned to ask.

Senior White was squatting on the side of the coffee table, teasing the mechanical girl on the coffee table and trying to feed her snacks.

After hearing Song Shuhang's question, he thought seriously and replied: "Well, a lot. ”

Song Shuhang turned around and said: "Dad, you owe a lot. ”

Papa Song: “…"

Lots, lots, lots, lots, lots, lots, lots!

Will you pay your son's wages or not?