As soon as he finished speaking, Long Liuliu stuck out his tongue, and immediately ran away without a trace.
How on earth did this little Qinglong teach on weekdays? He looks alert and lively, but he is illiterate. Doesn't it make sense?
I turned my head and looked at Feng Qinghan helplessly, and said, "I don't know what Dragon Mama thinks, but she doesn't teach Liuliu how to read. It seems that we have to let Liuliu learn to read first, so that he can go back to read the classics."
Feng Qinghan nodded, and said: "I can still teach a thing or two about the characters commonly used by the races in the demon world, but the classics of the big clans like the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan still need a father-in-law."
I understand that although the Yaozu is a whole in front of the human race, just like the human race has dialects in each region, the Yaozu also has many branches. The longer the history of the race, the more complicated the civilization within the clan.
Especially the remnants of the divine tribes such as the Phoenix and Dragon tribes have complex writing, and what's more, some top-secret classics need to be soaked in pure blood before they can be viewed.
"Let's teach first, Liuliu is so clever, he must learn quickly, but"
I pulled the bracelet and continued: "It's just that we have to investigate Lan Ling and prevent explorers from seeing your identitiesit's a bit difficult"
Feng Qinghan shook his head, pulled me to sit in front of the table beside him, and said: "No one has discovered it for hundreds of years. The foster father naturally has his own ideas. No matter how strong the explorer is, he is no better than the foster father."
I shook my head slightly, but I didn't find it. It doesn't mean that the spiritual power is deep and unshakable by others. It may also be that the Yaozu themselves have not thought that the current national teacher is the missing scenery star.
Speaking of Scenic Star, I propped my chin with one hand and fell into deep thought.
The person Bai Yu spoke of fell into evil ways because he did not get the approval of Xianfeng King, and never returned.
According to the village chief, he united with the human race to destroy his own clan, he was cruel and cruel, and he was not as good as an animal.
But when we met for the first time in Qiwu Palace that day, what I saw was obviously reminiscing about the past, without any violence.
I can't get in touch with these "hes". Who is the real scenery star? Or are they all landscape stars?
"Feng Qinghan, you have lived with your adoptive father for so long, do you think he is awkward, like the kind who obviously wants to treat you well, but can't hold back?"
Feng Qinghan recalled a bit, and said: "Since childhood, my father-in-law has been strict with myself and me. I have never been too harsh, but I don't have a trace of father's feelings. Compared with the role of father and son, master and apprentice are more suitable."
I looked at Feng Qinghan and found that he didn't look like a liar, but why I have that feeling of returning home to the landscape star after being separated for many years, it's very strange.
But it is clear that he bears the blood debt of the Feng Clan and Wanyao Village, so I should take revenge.
"But after what you said, sometimes I feel that my foster father is really a bit awkward, as if he was still instructing me to practice one moment, and the next moment, let me take more pills"
Pills?
"The pill that breaks and then stands?"
Feng Qinghan shook his head, and said: "I don't know, my adoptive father asked me to take it, so I ate it"
I looked at him speechlessly, and thought to myself: If I tell you to eat, you will eat, you are really obedient
"You tell your adoptive father about the letter first, I'll go back and lie down first, I'm a bit bored"
Feng Qinghan quickly supported me and said: "It's hard work for you to go back like this. Why don't you rest for a while by my side, and go back when you feel better."
I took a look around, there are shelves everywhere, where is there a place to rest?
Feng Qinghan nodded my head and said: "I have a couch in the back hall. I am tired on weekdays, so I can rest for a while."
After speaking, he helped me into the back hall, and sure enough a small single bed was placed there.
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