Grasping Evil

“Marry me? Well, do you know what it means to be married?” I'd rather be dumb and laughless.

In his life, he had never been revealed by a grandma doll under the age of three, only to find it interesting.

“You know, marrying someone is like the Fourth Sister, wearing a beautiful jacket, eating lots and lots of cakes, and being able to ride a wedding boat and put on a wedding light! Butterfly dreams of marrying someone!” Zhao Huier replied mildly, his little face full of envy.

She doesn't know what it means to marry. For her, marriage is good food. It's fun...

“Fourth Sister? Who is it?” Ningfan knelt down and caressed Zhao Butterfly's little brain melon. His face was soft.

“The fourth sister is the daughter of the mother who pointed to the butterfly. It's good for the butterfly. It's just strange. After the fourth sister married, she won't come to take care of the butterfly anymore... uncle, help me pick the plum blossoms...” The little grandmother flattened her mouth, she doesn't seem to like to be touched by her head, her head is not tall.

“Okay, pick for Butterfly. How many plum blossoms does Butterfly want? ”

“A lot, a lot! ”

“How many are there? ”

“I don't know... a lot anyway! ”

Ningfan shook his head with a smile and only took off two plum blossoms, one on Snow Bull's head and one on Zhao Huier's head.

“Not enough, Butterfly wants more clubs! Butterfly needs a big crown!” The little tittie pounded and yelled.

“Some things, not as many as the better, the beauty of the plum blossoms, in solitude, in pride, only one, are the most beautiful... it is not a flower that can be crowned...”

“I don't understand... uncle, I don't understand a word you're saying..." Little Granny looked at Ningfan somehow and wondered why Ningfan wouldn't pick her more clubs.

But she doesn't care, anyway, Snow Bull already has a club flower on her head, she also has one on her head, she is already happy, bouncing around Snow Bull, humming a rumor.

“Little barbarian cow, don't turn back, fight with the sky for freedom. Without the Yellow River, the water of the Yellow River is unclear. The water was unclear, the barbarian fish were caught, and the barbarian fish jumped 3,000 miles.” But the cat caught her fighting with the sky.

This rumor, it's a song from the barbarian population.

The song means, roughly, that the barbarian cow fought the heavens for freedom, but stopped at the Yellow River... the barbarian fish fought the heavens but died at the mouth of the cat.

The songs are trying to persuade the barbarians that they can't compete with the heavens, that they have to live up to their orders, that they are irreversible...

“The rumor, some stinging...” preferred a slight frown.

Just to see the little grandma singing happily, don't interrupt.

The little milk doll piled up the little snow cow and centred on Ningfan to help her pile a big snowman.

After stacking one, one more. In the end, Ningfan helped the little dolls stack five snowmen.

Four big, one small.

“This is Dad, this is Mom, this is Sister Four, this is Butterfly, this is Uncle. We lived happily together, happily, carefree..." The little doll made her own decision and identified the five snowmen.

Ningfan smiled and looked at the naive, rotten look of the little titty doll, his heart, began to truly integrate into the life of the beam.

Four men gasping and rushing, they were guards of Zhao Mansion.

The four guards came to look for Zhao Huier. When they saw that Zhao Huier was fine, they let go.

Three of them looked at Ningfan, hiding a certain amount of hostility. They were newly recruited guards after Zhao Boyang arrived in Jianliang.

Of the three, the most powerful person stood in front of Ningfan one step at a time and was vicious to Ningfan.

“Who are you! How dare you bring my Zhao family here? Where do you care? ”

This person's tone is very bad, which directly flashes the cold light in Ningfan's eyes, but did not attack this person.

To a mortal, he preferred not to touch, but to look at him cold.

Just one cold eye, without releasing the excess pressure, has changed the face of the man with a cold sweat!

“Masterful! This man is definitely a master! When did Takeshi Takeshi emerge as such a young master!” At a time when Kui Wu Dahan was almost paralyzed on the ground, the first of the four suddenly shouted at the man and shouted at him.

“Wong Li, you are so rude! This son is a friend of the master and a guest of my Zhao family. How dare you talk to him like this! ”

To denounce Kui Wu Dahan, Heran is Zhao's guardian Zhao San.

He knew Ningfan naturally and always had a respect for Ningfan, who had repelled the savage beast and saved his life.

Zhao Sanevil looked hard at the other guards, his hands have pressed the waist knife, if anyone dares to disrespect Ning Fan again, he will strike this knife, drink blood to kill!

“What! This grandfather is a friend of the master! ”

The other three people looked at Ning Fan and immediately became respectful. How dare they offend?

Zhao San asked the reason from Ning Fan's mouth, thanked Ning Fan for taking care of Zhao Butterfly, but brought Zhao Butterfly back to Yunzhong Academy.

Zhao Huier hasn't played enough, he doesn't want to go back at all, but he's afraid that he'll be late to go back. He'll still go.

It's just that every few steps I take, I turn around and look at Ning Fan reluctantly.

After a long time, he turned around and ran back again. He said to Ningfan, “Uncle, give Butterfly a pile of snowmen. When Butterfly grows up, he must marry Uncle, let Uncle give me a pile of snowmen every day! ”

After that, in the stunned look of Zhao Third Class, he jumped towards the Academy.

“Marry me, just you... a little big doll...”

Ning Fan smiled slightly, not feeling comfortable, turned his head and continued to look at a tree of plums.

This was his second meeting with Zhao Huier, but definitely not his last.

The snow of the beam is still not stopped, the river gradually freezes, and there are no more paintings of the boat in the snow.

Zhao Huier centred on Zhao San, found Ning Fan's home, and it was right between the walls of Yunnan Academy.

Zhao Huier would then come to Ningfan to play, and Ningfan would give her a pile of snowmen.

Why Ningfan?

One is because I prefer to be gentle with my children and rarely reprimand them. Second, because Ningfan would occasionally give her some strange sugar pills, which are sweet and delicious, and her body would be warm after eating, without fear of snow and cold.

Third, because Zhao Huier thinks Ningfan is idle... the servant guard beside her, each has a lot to do.

The people of Puliang City, with the exception of the elderly and children, have a lot of work to do.

I'd rather be idle... idle all day, snowboarding, plum watching, drinking...

“Uncle, why are you so idle when everyone has work to do?” Mother said that this kind of behavior is called laziness. When a girl grows up, she can't marry a laziness man... but Butterfly suddenly doesn't want to marry you.

“... then why did you come to my house again...”

“Because your snowmen look good. When the snow stops, there will be no snowman, Butterfly will not come to you, Butterfly will go to Xiaowu brother to learn martial arts! Hee-hee, when Butterfly grows up, he's going to go home and be a barbarian monk. ”

“... so aspiring, I've never heard of a little girl who wanted to grow up to be a nun...” preferred the black line.

The snow didn't stop until the end of the New Year. After the snow melted, Zhao Huier didn't come to haunt Ningfan.

What Fan meant to her might be just a pile of snowmen.

Zhao Butterfly's father Zhao Boyang, the Leining family more and more frequently, each time to talk to Ning Fan about wine, life quickly.

Ningfan monastery to this day, even if not the Confucian scripture, the words spoken are enough to introduce Zhao Boyang as a classic.

In Zhao Boyang's heart, Ning Fan has long been regarded as an acquaintance, not just a benefactor.

Seeing Ningfan seemed to take good care of his daughter, after a drunken drink, Zhao Boyang also half joked about Ningfan Dao,

“Brother Ning, you and we are not vulgars. If you really like Butterfly, you will decide for him, and give him to you. Butterfly is still young, so we can make an engagement first, wait for her, then find a job in the media, okay? For the brother to know that you already have a wife's room, Butterfly comes here mostly only as a concubine, but with the character of a good brother, it is not bad for Butterfly to come. ”

This intoxicating remark, which is naturally impossible for Fan to accept, makes him less attracted to a three-year-old baby doll.

Zhao Boyang still intends to invite Ning Fan to join Yunnan College, but every time he makes an invitation, Ning Fan still euphemistically refuses.

He is increasingly integrated into his human identity and enjoys the rare tranquillity of the city of Bailiang.

The number of wars is increasing slightly, the training of Yin and Yang is taking place slightly, and the seven colored arrows are refined slightly.

Every day, Yoo-yeon warms his wine, and Siroli finds him a 'hands-on’.

Snow melted, Sin Laurie loved the beam to run blind again, this is her third year in the beam, has beaten the beam invincible hands.

Now in the beam, who doesn't know the name of Sin Laurie. The woman is said to have eaten some kind of fairy grass and to have never grown up as a girl.

It is said that this woman's martial arts has become exalted. One defeated 300 Zhuang Liang officers and soldiers. Few Zhuang Liang martial arts men dared to fight with her.

Ningfan forbade her to go out of town to hunt the savage beast, so Boring Sin Laurie could only fight with Ningfan every day.

Naturally, she can't use the Avatar, rather than the Avatar.

People can't beat Sin Laurie. Naturally, Fan can't beat Sin Laurie, but he won't bully Sin Laurie, just practice.

Gradually, the city began to spread. Nanningsheng himself was also a great master of hidden rivers and lakes, but it did not cause much surprise.

In the eyes of the world, it's strange that Xianlori ‘Father’ has the ultimate martial arts...

In the fourth year, the beams did not snow and the plums did not open.

In the fifth year, the beam did not snow.

In the sixth year, Zhao Liang snowed again, Ningfan trampled the snow once more to see Mei, and once again met Zhao Huier on the banks of the river.

Zhao Huier is now six years old. Compared to that year, his head is a lot taller. He also understands a lot and is much quieter.

When she met Ning Fan again, she recognized Ning Fan at first glance. She was still the snowman who helped her pile up. She was just a lot more shy than she was then, and she stopped saying ‘marry Ning Fan’ nonsense.

She is at least the daughter of a generation of Daju Zhao Boyang. She is a very strict tutor and already knows what it means to marry someone.

Ning Fan came to the beam, and after six years, he deliberately changed his appearance and did not look as old as Sin Laurie.

When he first arrived at the beam, he looked like a young man in his twenties, and now he looks much more mature.

“Uncle, can you help Butterfly build a snowman? ”

“Yes.”

“Uncle, Butterfly wants a plum. ”

“Okay, I'll pick it for you. ”

Zhao Huier was undoubtedly much more polite than he was back then, but also a little less intimate...

Nowadays Zhao Huier, looking at Ning Fan, is just like his uncle at home, natural courtesy.

Gradually, she heard from her mother that Ning Fan was not only a good friend of her father, but also saved her family's life from the savage beast, and helped herself to solve the poison.

In her heart, there was gratitude for Ning Fan, among which there was no understanding of the relationship between men and women.

“Butterfly has grown...”

Ning Fan caressed Zhao Butterfly's long black hair like satin.

Zhao Huier smiled sweetly, no resistance, elders touch the head of the younger generation, isn't it normal?

“Does Butterfly still want to marry his uncle?” Ningfan asked with a smile.

“Uncle don't make fun of Butterfly, when Butterfly was small, ignorant, children's words were not taboo, uncle don't mind...” Zhao Butterfly's little face was red, remembered the embarrassment of the year.

“Ha ha, Butterfly has really grown up, Brother Boyang's tutoring is really harsh, a six-year-old child, has learned so much...”

Ningfan retracted his palm and, not feeling comfortable, turned his head to look at a tree of plums, raised the gourd, and mumbled and drank spiritual wine.

He was looking at red plum, but Zhao Huier was a kid.

“Uncle is looking at the plum, but not the plum.” The little girl was sure.

“Oh, how do you know I'm not thinking of May?” Ningfan asked with a smile.

“Every time Mother misses the home of Qufu, she will look at the old clothes, old jewelry... uncle's eyes are similar to those of Mother's, uncle must be missing someone in her heart... but Butterfly doesn't understand, uncle has a wife, daughter, home is in the beam, who will miss...” the little girl wonders.

“Uncle is thinking about his family, those families, far away... in his hometown, the wind and snow will never stop, and the clubs will never fade...” he remembered.

“Uncle's house, far away in the barbarian city, can't you go back... slaughtered by barbarian beasts like Qufu city...”

“No, my uncle's home is still here, and he can go back. ”

“Well, when Butterfly grows up, why don't you go home with your uncle? Butterfly also wants to see what that snowy barbarian city looks like.” Zhao Huier went to the way.

“You, can't go...”

Ning Fan slightly sighed.

Zhao Huier is a barbarian, the barbarian, the barbarian beast cannot leave the barbarian ancient land, and cannot even be included in the cave heavenly treasure.

Barbarians and four-day monks, and demons, belong to different spirits.

Wilderness and four days, and the land of the demon spirit of the upper realm, belong to a different world.

Outsiders can come to the wilderness, but barbarians can never go to the rest of the world...

“Why? Is it because there are many barbarians on the road?” Zhao Huier asked disappointingly.

“No... just you, really can't go. ”

“Oh...”

Zhao Huier dropped his head to make this little girl happy, and Ningfan piled up several more snowmen.

It's not people, it's animals.

Not barbarians, but creatures not recorded in barbarians' books.

If the Rain Realm monks were here, they would have found that all that was piled up was a few wild animals unique to the Rain Realm.

These wild beasts are not so strong that they were more or less slaughtered by Fan, and then crossed the border and looked at these wild beasts, they were also missed in Fan's eyes.

“Huh? Aren't animals natural enemies of barbarians? Uncle, why do you miss these animals?” The little girl was curious.

“In my uncle's hometown, beasts are not necessarily enemies of man... of course, these beasts were once enemies of uncle. ”

“Huh? Is there a savage beast in the world that doesn't make enemies? Butterfly decided, when Butterfly becomes a barbarian monk, make sure to carve out a barbarian ancestor car, go to uncle's hometown to see, no matter how many barbarians on the road, can stop the barbarian car driving! ”

“There, you really can't go... but I can't imagine you still aspiring to be a barbarian monk...” Ning Fan slightly exclaimed.

It seems that Zhao Huier saved his mind and became a barbarian monk. The idea, I'm afraid, will not disappear with age.

The next day, Zhao Huier did not come to the river to play snow. She had officially entered the Yunnan Academy to be honored. There was no time to haunt Ningfan.

The snow for the year was slightly weaker.

In the seventh year, the beam had snow.

In the eighth year, the beam had snow.

In the ninth year, the beam had snow.

In the 10th year, the beam was snowless.

Ten years after coming to the beam, Ningfan's number of fateful fires has reached 9,999, has reached its limit, and it is difficult to improve a little.

The Kung Fu technique of the gods of war can only cultivate so many fires, so many more, can not be cultivated.

9,999 fires are enough to make the fourth God of War change, but Ningfan is still unable to make it.

The number of fires is enough, but no one expects it to be the fourth change in tactics, and there is a second condition that must be fulfilled...

The cultivator, at least, must possess the early cultivation of Watson to break through the fourth bottleneck...

Since after the King of War, no one in the Luo family has cultivated the fourth change in tactics, no one knows that the fourth change in training must possess the Watson cultivation.

“Can't you break the bottleneck of the fourth change without the real one... and I can't believe there's such a problem, but it's only a matter of time before we break through the real world...”

Fan smiled uncomfortably.

The seven colorful arrow spirits that were devoured that day were refined by Ningfan in half.

Ning Fan can feel that he is getting closer and closer to the true period of the breakthrough. As long as he completely devours these seven arrow spirits, he should be able to save the power of the illusion, see through all the fog and step onto the true bridge.

Once Watanabu succeeds, the fourth becomes natural water to be built into canals, there is nothing to worry about.

Though practiced to the neck of the bottleneck, Ningfan still secretly congealed the dragon crystal to swallow it.

The training progress of Yin and Yang has reached 82 percent. If you want to come within 20 years, you will be able to make initial repairs like Yin and Yang.

“Brother Wu should have returned to Dongtian... ten years later, the demons wanted me, as crazy as they used to be...”

Ningfan raised his head and looked over the barbarian city, where a demon who had made false accusations passed through the barbarian city and went away.

The demon repair did not find Ningfan here. Over the past 10 years, there have been demon repairs passing through the city, but no one has found Ningfan.

Gradually, few demons have gone around searching.

Preferably the most prestigious name ever broken into ten years ago, just a little forgotten by a barbarian monk...

“Wherever I want to be true... it took me ten years to completely transform my mind into a mortal, and now it's time to be true. ”

Fan looked at the bald plum tree in front of him and glanced back home.

Outside the house, he met Zhao Huier again. This year, Zhao Huier was 10 years old.