I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 156 Woo~
"This little green head is quite courageous, and dared to pretend to be me."

Seeing that everything was going well, Feng Bingwen saw this scene, and the impatience in his heart disappeared immediately, and he even sat leisurely on the clouds, looking down at the big mansion with a face of comfort, under the strict supervision of the old man, with a bitter face. The "Feng Family Young Master" who practiced calligraphy with a pen.

"Hahaha, this boy, you have suffered a lot during this time!"

At this time, Feng Bingwen's Dao body is natural, even if he has not practiced any great supernatural powers, his eyes are still flowing, and he can naturally see through many false and evil charms.

At this time, in the mansion at home, the young man who was suffering from the bamboo whip for him, in his eyes, was an ivy spirit full of pure spirit.

"Why do you seem to have changed people during this period of time? You lost everything, and asked you to memorize a few ancient essays, but you couldn't write them all by heart?"

The old man's stern reprimand echoed in the mansion.

Although his son has been admitted as a scholar and has achieved a pretty good reputation, but this bastard is now obsessed with the way of businessmen, he doesn't think about making progress, and he smells like copper.

Now he can only put all his hopes on his grandson, but this grandson doesn't know what's going on recently, he seems to have lost his soul, and the passages that he can memorize in half an hour usually need three or four Days of effort, but also lack of words.

"Woo~"

Hearing the whistling sound of the bamboo whip whistling past him, the child with red lips and white teeth pursed his mouth, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.

For my master, he could easily handle the past daily homework exams, but for him, it was like being tortured.

God is so pitiful, he was just a ignorant ivy elf two years ago, that is, he followed the master, and only learned to recognize a few words while playing.

But since the master suddenly disappeared, in order not to worry the two close relatives of the master, under the instigation of two little flower spirits, Boyao and Su Ya, he had the courage to change into the appearance of the master, deceive them, and reassure them , lest the old man make a mistake because of worry.

"Why are you crying? Why are you so delicate, child?"

Seeing his grandson, who was so frightened by him swiping the bamboo whip twice, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and the old man was even more furious.

He couldn't accept his grandson becoming like this.It doesn't matter if the handwriting is getting uglier and uglier, and it's still clumsy and difficult to cultivate.

"You old bastard, what are you doing? Can't you let Wen'er take a rest? You always force him to learn like this. A kid of his age is definitely not willing. You should let him go out to play properly."

At this time, an old woman with a kind face led two healthy women to the courtyard. When she saw her grandson who was about to cry from fright, the kindness on her face disappeared immediately.

"Ugh!"

Hearing the old woman's words, the old man let out a long sigh, threw down the bamboo whip helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and walked straight away, the increasingly tall and straight figure seemed a bit bleak at this time.

"Wen'er, did that old thing hit you? Let grandma see."

As soon as the old man left, the stern-faced grandma returned to being kind again.He quickly took the food box from the healthy woman behind him, and put it on the table covered with copybooks and straw paper.

"No."

The child naturally shook his head obediently, which made the old man very distressed.

She didn't feel that her grandson had become stupid, on the contrary, she felt that the longer her grandson grew, the better.

"If he dares to beat you, you can call grandma loudly, grandma must come over and stare at this old thing."

"Ok!"

The child who grabbed the snacks on the table and began to eat in small bites, nodded vigorously.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there is still more."

It's an exceptionally harmonious scene, as the kind grandma rescues the devastated grandson from the stern grandpa, and feeds him lots of delicious pastries.

This made Feng Bingwen, who was sitting on the cloud watching the play, raised his eyebrows unconsciously, feeling as if something had been robbed, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

So, after the old man left with what should be a newly recruited servant, Feng Bingwen fell next to the children who started to tidy up the table and sorted the calligraphy and writing.

Immediately, in this study room filled with the fragrance of ink, two identical children appeared.

The original child was taken aback by Feng Bingwen's sudden appearance, but he reacted quickly with a look of joy on his face.

"Master, you are finally back!"

While speaking, the child's figure and face all changed, a strong vitality permeated from his body, and the short black hair became dark green.

In the blink of an eye, a simple-looking green-headed elf who was only three feet tall appeared in front of Feng Bingwen, his face was full of surprise, and he looked like he was about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"This period of time has caused you to suffer!"

Feng Bingwen expressed emotion, but soon his words changed,
"That's what I should have said, but I also saw that scene just now, you kid, you pretended to be me and ate a lot of good food."

"Master, although grandma... the old lady gave me a lot of good food every day, it really hurts when I was beaten!"

Changshou spoke, his tone faltered, and he quickly corrected himself.

"That's because you are too stupid, you can't memorize such a simple thing, and you have ruined the image of the master!"

Before Feng Bingwen could answer, there was a clear and melodious voice like a wind chime.

Feng Bingwen followed the sound and saw two figures, one yellow and one white, flying into the study room without any accident. Compared with when he left, these two little guys have not changed much, and it can even be said that there is no change.

The spiritual practice of plants and trees is often based on a unit of ten or a hundred years, and a short period of a few dozen days is of no use to them.

"That's right, Xiaoqingtou, you are so stupid, you even let the master's master go to the temple, and ask the temple to come and drive away the evil spirits."

"What exorcism?"

Feng Bingwen noticed the important point, and after some questioning, he immediately understood the reason, and was a little dumbfounded.

That day, he was invited by Prince Yao and was taken away by Qilin, because things were developing so fast that he didn't have time to make arrangements.

But there was a god who thought of this and took the initiative to clean up the trouble for him. It was the prince of medicine who used his means to reach the sky in one step.

On the night when he was taken away, before dawn, the old medicine king found Feng's house and gave advice to the three little guys. Then, under the instigation of two little flower spirits, Xiaoqing The head plucked up the courage to stand up and pretend to be him.

Of course, Prince Yao contributed a lot to this, and he would come over every day to replenish the little green head's divine power, so as to maintain the daily changes and not show any flaws.

Otherwise, how could a mere grass and tree spirit maintain its physical transformation for a long time, and even hide it from dozens of people in the mansion.

But in the end it was just a counterfeit. Although the little green head had studied characters with him for a while, he really took his appearance, replaced his identity, and accepted the old man's teachings on his behalf.

In the eyes of the old man, it was naturally that the grandson became slack after a period of leisure, and he looked so stupid that the old man wondered if the grandson was frightened by something again and lost his soul.

So, the old man who always advocated not seeking gods had no choice but to find the Temple of the City God with his wife on his back, and went to Miaozhu to ask for a few yellow talismans to exorcise evil spirits.

The old man was naturally not reconciled. During Feng Bingwen's departure, he tried every means to restore this stupid grandson to his original level.

"It's really a wind review victim!"

Feng Bingwen was a little dumbfounded, but he wasn't too angry.Although he has become stupid in the eyes of his old man, the two old men are not worried about his long-term disappearance. The old man just likes to make a fuss, which is not a big deal.

"Longevity, although you are unreliable in your work, you still have merit and should be rewarded."

As he said that, Feng Bingwen pointed out, and a ray of fairy spirit overflowed, and before the blue-headed elf could respond, Feng Bingwen stuffed it into his mouth with his finger.

"Woo~"

The green-headed elf's eyes widened immediately, a faint aura like a firefly reflected in his body, and then this elf, which seemed to be full of vitality just now, became blurred visible to the naked eye.

"Master, I seem to..."

Before he finished speaking, the elf landed on the table with a plop and fell asleep immediately.

"Wow! Master, what is this? It smells so good."

"I want it too, I want it too, sir, feed me too!"

Seeing Qingtou who was drunk after just taking a breath, the two elves didn't know the beauty, they opened their mouths one after another, and acted coquettishly at Feng Bingwen.

"You want it? It's fine, but tell me, what credit do you have?"

"We also helped recite it. Without us, in the eyes of the master's master, you would become even more stupid."

Xiao Bai Shao immediately raised her palm and said proudly.

"Oh, I originally thought it was longevity and dullness. It turns out that you three little guys are together, and you are all little idiots."

Feng Bingwen smiled when he heard this.

"No, I'm not stupid, I... woo~"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bingwen stuffed his fingers into her mouth, blocking the little white peony's mouth.

Accompanied by the five-color aura shining in the belly of this elf, Xiao Baishao also looked drowsy, and even two blushes appeared on her white and tender face, as if she was drunk.

"It's so up! My stomach is so full!"

"I really want to sleep."

"Master, I, I, I want it too."

Realizing that he was actually the last one, Boyao suddenly jumped up anxiously,

"Don't worry, you all have it."

Feng Bingwen is naturally not stingy with this bit of fairy energy, and this bit of loss can be recovered without running the ancient scriptures.

(End of this chapter)