How can one become an immortal if he is so lazy?

On the roof, Xiaohuo sat quietly.

The adaptive barrier lets the autumn wind flow into the courtyard, blowing the red hair on the little girl’s head.

A few yellow-green fallen leaves swirled down and covered her little head.

The darkness in the sky above our heads was gradually dispersed by light, and a few roosters crowed from the city.

On the eastern horizon, the sun jumps out.

With your back to the mountains and forests, the morning light of the morning sun shines in front of you.

Until a white rainbow suddenly penetrated the sun, and the little girl's fiery red short hair suddenly ignited the flame of Nirvana.

The yellow and green leaves were blown to the ground by the air waves, and the leaves were actually full of green.

The flames stretched out and began to lengthen the short fiery red hair.

The tongue of fire covered the shoulders and back, and eventually turned into long fiery red hair.

This strange scene is like a fairyland, highlighting the majesty of Nirvana.

"Hoo!"

Xiaohuo opened his bright eyes, and the fiery red lotus-like pattern flashed in his eyes~Oh, he spit out a mouthful of Lihuo, paused, and the fire of Nirvana surged out.

"Ang!"

Xiaohuo couldn't help but let out a loud and cheerful chirp, and turned into a small flamingo, circling in the courtyard, with the flames dragging a long tail behind him.

"Shua! Step!"

Transformed into a human form again, Xiao Huo landed on his feet.

She stood in front of the house door, opened the door and entered the living room, and then ran towards her parents' bedroom impatiently, wanting to tell her parents the good news that she had successfully mastered the magical power of Nirvana.

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"Bang bang"

Xiaohuo knocked on the door of the house: "Mom, dad, are you up? Xiaohuo has good news to tell his parents. Hurry up and open the door to let Xiaohuo in!"

"Click"

There was a slight noise from behind the door, and Xiao Huo had a surprised expression on his face. He was really awake!

Taking advantage of the door lock being unlocked, Xiao Huo opened the door and pushed in, running towards her parents' bedside.

"Mom and Dad, Xiaohuo has... eh?"

Xiao Huo was mid-sentence when he suddenly froze.

She saw two figures wrapped in quilts on the bed. Her father Hei Yang was holding his head with one hand, lying on his side and looking at Xiao Huo with a look of helplessness on his face.

In the quilt, Hongli was huddled in Heiyang's arms, her eyes were red, she was sobbing and crying, looking sad and sad, as if she had suffered some great grievance.

Hei Yang patted her back gently and kept comforting her: "Okay, okay, stop crying, it's okay, there's no need..."

"But, but, wuwuwu..."

Hongli burst into tears.

"Ah this..."

When Xiao Huo saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran to the two of them. He stretched out his little head and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with mom? What happened?"

"Little, little fire, wuwu..."

Hongli choked up and responded: "I, no, it's okay, wuwuwu..."

"Ah this..."

Xiaohuo panicked, it didn't look like nothing was wrong.

She looked up at her father Hei Yang and asked quickly: "What's wrong with mom? Dad, did dad bully mom into tears?!"

"What? How is it possible? I'll forget about it if you die unjustly!"

Hei Yang showed his dead eyes and said helplessly: "Generally, there are two possibilities when your mother cries like this.

First, I or a relative or friend died unexpectedly."

"Ah, what about another possibility..."

Xiao Huo looked at her mother with a worried look.

"Something bad must have happened..."

"Ah, this is not..."

Hei Yang said faintly: "Your mother was stabbed while reading a novel."

"Ehhhh???"

Seeing Xiao Huo looking like he had a lot of question marks, Hei Yang could only helplessly hehe.

Hongli went to bed early last night, so she woke up at three or four in the morning, watching her husband Hei Yang sleeping soundly in his arms.

Hongli analyzed this point and asked whether she would be beaten to death if she yelled "get up" in Hei Yang's ear, so she showed "great compassion" to her husband and decided not to disturb his dream.
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It suddenly occurred to her that a series of novels that she had been chasing for several years was coming to an end. She bought the last volume on the way back yesterday and didn't have time to read it yet.

With the idea of ​​planning a day in the early morning, Hongli took advantage of this time to open the last volume of the novel with great anticipation, wanting to see what kind of work the author had done for her.

Well, I didn’t give her any treatment this time, she was completely treated to death, ahem...

As a result, Hei Yang woke up in the morning, turned around and looked around, and found his wife lying there with red eyes and wiping tears. Hei Yang was immediately shocked and asked what happened.

As a result, when Hongli looked up and saw Heiyang, she threw herself into his arms and cried even harder.

"Don't ask, I've been coaxing you for half an hour."

Hei Yang showed dead fish eyes, and patted Hong Li's back gently, dumbfounded, and consoled him in a low voice: "Xiao Li, good Xiao Li, my wife?

Sister Hongli? Auntie, please stop crying. If you cry again, I will cry too, woo woo woo..."

"Woo, but, but..."

Hongli sobbed a few times and said in a tearful tone: "But why, why in the end, why did the protagonist make it so miserable in the end!

And that little girl, woo woo woo, she just wanted to go home to find her parents, what’s wrong with her, she was so innocent, and in the end so helpless, so scared, the author, you have no heart, woo woo woo woo woo...

…

Obviously, it was all fine at first, woo woo, but in the end, it was gone, gone, woo woo, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha..."

"Calm down, calm down, Miss Hong! Miss Hong? Take a deep breath, yes, take a deep breath, good job..."

Hei Yang sighed, looked up at the sky and said: "I vaguely remember that the last time she saw through the defense like this was four years ago when she was fourteen years old..."

"Woo woo woo, Hei Yang, don't mention that, when you think of that..."

Hongli choked and coughed twice, and whimpered: "When I think of the ending of the original book, I feel even sadder, wuwuwu..."

"Look."

Hei Yang sighed again and again, using both hands to move Hongli's body, turning her over in her arms and hugging her tighter.

While comforting Hong Li, he said helplessly to Xiao Huo: "Your mother's situation will last for at least five hours. It will be fine when her emotions are vented."

Guys like Hei Yang Hongli, who can't get enough of reality, almost all have one thing in common: they have a lot of imagination space in their brains, and their brain supplement and empathy abilities are relatively strong, which makes them more emotional.

The specific manifestation is that they like to treat inanimate dead objects as friends, and they are not willing to throw away the scraps and debris that are gradually becoming useless, and would rather keep them at home to occupy their place.

I don’t have as much vision for the future as I do for the past, and I don’t care much about things that others think are excessive.

But he also shows special care and cherishment of his current happiness, and anyone who wants to destroy the few spiritual pillars will get very angry and furious.

"But in general..."

Hei Yang looked at Xiao Huo and said quietly: "It's nothing serious, don't worry."

"Ah this..."

Xiaohuo showed his half-moon eyes and felt a little more relaxed. He couldn't help but said: "Then how did dad comfort mom in the past? For example, four years ago?"

"Ah, that time..."

Hei Yang looked away with some guilt: "At that time..."

……………

"Xiaoli Xiaoli, don't cry yet, do you think who is coming over there?"

"Well, who is here..."

"Ata!"

"Ah, bang..."

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li who was knocked unconscious and clapped his hands proudly: "Done!"

……………

"Ahem, um, children don't need to know so much!"

Hei Yang waved his hand and changed the topic directly.

"So, does Xiaohuo have anything to do when he comes to see his parents so early in the morning?"

"Ah um..."
To be continued...