RPAGF Chapter 150 Talking with Yang Jian about his younger siblings
Chapter 150 Talking with Yang Jian about his younger siblings
Go back to the room.
As soon as Yang Jiao opened the door, she saw Jingwei, who had regained her energy, flying around the room.
Mosquito Taoist grinned in disgust.
He was about to slap her away, but then, worried that Yang Jiao would be angry, he lowered his hand and shrieked:
"Yang Jiao, beat her up! Look, she's dirtied your Ren Gui water!"
Below the halberd, in a flowerpot, there was a bowl of water from the sunflower, which Yang Jiao had placed there to provide nutrients for the innate gourd vine.
At this point, the bowl of water was full of mud.
It seems that Jingwei couldn't find any pebbles in the house, so she had to carry soil from the flowerpot.
The Mosquito Taoist grumbled and clasped his hands in a fist salute, staring intently at the Jingwei bird. His slender fingers pointed at her in the air.
"You're doomed."
To everyone's surprise, Yang Jiao simply sighed and didn't get angry!
She silently poured the bowl of water mixed with soil from the sunflower into the flowerpot, without uttering a single word of reprimand to the stinky bird.
Mosquito Taoist heard the sound of his own heart breaking.
"Mosquito, do you know what can stabilize the soul and shape the body?"
Hearing Yang Jiao's words, Mosquito Daoist pulled himself out of his grief and thought for a long time before saying:
“Cultivation, huh? Mosquitoes used to be nothing but mosquitoes that knew nothing. After cultivating for tens of thousands of years, they developed a body. Look, here you go.”
As the Mosquito Taoist spoke, he spun around, showing Yang Jiao how perfect his body was from every angle.
Yang Jiao certainly knew that she needed to cultivate!
But Jingwei's soul is now only one-tenth intact, so how can she cultivate?
Why not go and ask Yun Zhongzi to help Jingwei sew up her body? Then we can take her to Huoyun Cave to meet Emperor Yan.
Emperor Yan devoted his life to the cause of humanity, and his only regret was that Nüwa ended up looking the way she does now.
His children all perished during that time, and the only surviving child has become what he is today.
[Ding, System Task: Shape Jingwei's body, go to Huoyun Cave to meet Emperor Yan and his daughter. Reward: 10 Card Draw Tokens.]
Ten!
Is this extra amount given because of the great merit of saving lives?
But it's way too difficult!
Yang Jiao could only hold the Mosquito Taoist's hand, her eyes filled with pleading.
Mosquito Taoist was puzzled by the stares, but he couldn't bear to shake them off.
Yang Jiao pleaded softly:
"Mosquito, from now on, Jingwei's cultivation will depend on you."
Mosquito Taoist swiftly flung Yang Jiao's hand away!
what?
You want me to teach this stinky bird? She's not even intelligent yet, how am I supposed to train her?
Yang Jiao stretched out one hand:
"Five bottles of milk as an apprenticeship gift; ten bottles after the matter is settled."
Ten...fifteen bottles...
Mosquito Taoist was stunned by this number. He used to only need three bottles to protect Yang Jiao, but he almost lost his life there, and now it has increased to five bottles.
It's tripled now!
That's a price that's hard for Mosquito Taoist to refuse.
He immediately used his five-finger magic to restrain the still wildly flying Jingwei in his hand, and with a contraction of his palm, he instantly sucked her into his palm.
The Mosquito Taoist approached Jingwei and said in a sinister tone:
"From now on, either you'll practice until you die, or the mosquitoes will teach you to die."
No one can resist the temptation of fifteen bottles of milk!
The Mosquito Taoist grabbed Jingwei and carried her to the gourd vine. He looked up, inhaling the scent of the gourd that dared to swat mosquitoes—it had grown even larger, but its fragrance remained. He then forcibly pried open Jingwei's tired, closed eyes.
How do you manage to sleep at this stage?
at night.
The Mosquito Taoist stayed up all night teaching Jingwei. The bird was quite clever; after he explained how to regulate her breathing and sense spiritual energy once, she immediately understood.
The surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations were also delightful.
However... this bird is also stupid.
She suspected Jingwei was a fish in disguise, but forgot about it seven seconds later! Mosquito Taoist had talked himself hoarse, but she forgot it as soon as she turned her head!
Yang Jiao is sleeping so soundly.
Mosquito Taoist was quite envious.
He was controlled by his mother's lover his whole life and ended up working for Yang Jiao.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open from the outside, and someone who was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night ran in!
Yang Jian sneaked in, shushed Mosquito Daoist, and then tiptoed quietly to Yang Jiao's bedside.
He took a deep breath and shouted into Yang Jiao's ear at the loudest voice he had ever used:
"It's just a younger brother!"
Yang Jiao was still asleep when she felt her ear canal shatter and her scalp being shaken apart.
Rubbing his ears, he sat up halfway and only saw Yang Jian's retreating figure.
He was so angry that he kept sneering.
Mosquito Taoist immediately shrugged, disclaiming responsibility:
"It's none of my business if mosquitoes can't hit Yang Jiao's brother."
Yang Jiao's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, her sleepiness completely gone.
Since we can't sleep, let's all not sleep!
She rolled out of bed and watched as the Mosquito Taoist diligently taught Jingwei. Suddenly, a clear idea came to her mind.
Yang Jiao smiled, a slight curl at the corner of her lips.
Mosquito Taoist felt a chill run down his spine. He had a feeling that there was nothing good in that smile, and he wondered who that person was plotting against...
Then, Yang Jiao said:
"You don't need to teach her cultivation anymore. First, teach her to call him 'Father'."
All that's left is a vessel to house a soul. As for Yun Zhongzi, he could give you anything, even a flowery one!
Anyway, the system only says to call Yan Di 'father', and whether it has been restored or not is not a requirement.
These ten tokens are a sure thing!
Mosquito Taoist looked at Yang Jiao's face, which was flashing between light and shadow, and felt a little scared. He asked loudly:
"Yang Jiao, where are you going?"
Just as he was about to follow, Mosquito Taoist reluctantly sat down because he still had a burden in his hands.
Yang Jiao stepped out of the room and walked towards Yang Jian's room, answering in a deep voice:
"Beat him up!"
This Yang Erlang is getting more and more mischievous!
Three- or four-year-old children are at an age when even dogs dislike them, let alone my own!
Yang Jiao kicked open Yang Jian's door and immediately saw a bulge in the middle of the bed, trembling as it heard the noise.
She rushed over and yanked the blanket off, revealing Yang Jian, who was bent over with his buttocks sticking out and his head in his hands.
Yang Jiao slapped him on the head, grabbed his clothes, turned him around to face her, and scrutinized him:
"Just because your mother is pregnant, you've been making a fuss for days! Just tell me what you want today!"
Yang Jian clutched his aching buttocks, his face stubbornly refusing to utter a sound of pain, and roared:
"I don't want a younger sister as strong as you!"
"My little brother is good. He will be like me."
These two sentences made Yang Jiao laugh in anger, her eyes wide as she thought:
Do you think your older sister wanted this? It's all because of this damn system!
She thought of Yang Chan behind her, that gentle and kind little girl, patiently guiding her:
"Don't worry, your little sister will be very sweet and obedient to you. She'll follow you wherever you go, like a little tail."
Yang Jian didn't believe it!
He jumped to the ground, bent down, and dragged an iron chain out from under the bed with a clanging sound. Looking up, he said:
"I am ready."
Yang Jiao was so angry she almost fell backward! When did Yang Jian steal her father's family heirloom iron chain?
What if Yang Tianyou can't find the chain and ends up getting a replacement when his mother gives birth, with the two of them standing outside the delivery room, each holding one...
It will make your mother so angry that she will develop postpartum depression!
Seeing his sister's face darken with anger, Yang Jian lowered his head and said awkwardly:
"If your sister resembles you, you'll like her even more..."
These words were barely audible, but they struck Yang Jiao like thunder. She knelt down to meet Yang Jian's gaze with tenderness and comforted him:
"Jian'er, my dear brother, you are my only brother in this world."
There are two more half-brothers who are not related by blood.
Of course, I wouldn't tell this jealous person.
Yang Jian was so touched by those words that he thought to himself, "If my mother gave birth to another brother, then my sister will have two brothers!"
No, no, little sister, it's not that I can't accept it.