Cannon Fodder His Dad

"Quanzhi, leave it to Master, your craftsmanship of making wine is really bad." Ruolan gave Wu Qun a white smile, and reached out to take the bottle.

Wu Qun said with a joking smile, "Master and disciples retire."

A Nascent Soul cultivator of MMP was crushed to death by his master, especially he was an eccentric person.

"Qunzhi, wait, Zhier, it's not easy for my mother to come here once. Would you like to accompany my mother? My mother brought you some delicious cakes." Ruolan smiled softly, kindly. He stretched out his hand towards Wu Zhi.

"No, my mother is already dead." Wu Zhi resisted contact with Ruolan.

Ruolan immediately changed the look of Xizi holding her heart, looked at Wu Zhi with tears in her eyes, and said sadly, "Zhi'er, who told you that your mother is dead... Mother, mother just had to."

"Then you can continue to be forced. It's enough for me to have daddy." Wu Zhi said nonchalantly, put his arms around Wu Qun's neck, turned his head and lay on his shoulders, ignoring Ruolan.

Wu Qun sighed, the child likes him very well, but his attitude towards his mother is not good. Forget it, this man didn't treat his son as a human being, he just wanted to take advantage of him.

He took the pot.

"Wu Qunzhi, how can you teach a child like this, how to be a person and do basic filial piety, he doesn't understand." Ruolan was shaky and seemed to be about to fall.

Wu Qun sneered, "No need, be filial to those who are irrelevant. It is enough for him to have my father. Master, you don't want to say anything? I'm afraid I can't bear to condone some people like this. Live here and commit murder."

"Quanzhi, your senior sister was helpless at that time, can't you forgive your senior sister for Zhi'er's face?" Tianhe Daozun spoke with a look of helplessness.

"Heh, wait for me to pierce her and say to her Yuan Ying, 'I'm sorry I missed it', will it be alright?" Wu Qun said coldly.

"You! Why are you like this? A big man cares about this crookedly. I haven't told you to be responsible for a woman. Why are you being hypocritical here?" Ruolan finally pretended to be, after hearing Wu The group broke out after these words.

"Okay, let's all step back." Tianhe Daozun waved his hand impatiently and drove the two out together.

Wu Qun didn't care to leave the hall with his son in his arms, stepped on the flying sword and left Ruolan with a back.

Ruolan stomped her feet and said coquettishly towards Tianhe: "Master, I won't just let it go."

"You can stop for a few days. When Qunzhi is in retreat, it's not up to you to decide the child. Now go back to Qingyin." Tianhe persuaded, shaking his head, the matter has already happened, and they just don't want Ruolan, I have said too much, and I closed it directly. What can I do? If you want to have children, it will be better, but the female disciple who is not up to expectations, don't be empathetic.

Wu Qun took his son back to his mansion. There was a clean bamboo forest and bamboo house. It was said to be clean, and it could be related to the dilapidation. A bamboo house of about 100 square meters had no compartments, and there was a futon inside. There is a bamboo bed more than one meter wide, and there will be no more.

Even if Wu Qun had the memory of his original body, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He couldn't accept such an accommodation environment. Even if he once lived in a small world, what is this? Rough housing?

In the open space in front of the bamboo house, there were weeds growing in disorder. He wanted to look up to the sky and scream. With such a net worth, such appearance, and such a cultivation base, how did he successfully live as a beggar.

"Dad, can I sleep in a small bed, I don't really want to sleep in a big bed." Wu Zhi suddenly blinked his eyes and asked while licking the candy.

Wu Qun nodded, "Okay, you used to have a lot of inconveniences living at the master's side. From today onwards, you should be with Daddy. Zhier, Daddy takes out the little bed, you can sit on it for a while, okay? , Daddy clean up the house."

"Dad, I can help." Zhi'er put away the candy, looked up at Wu Qun and said something.

Wu Qun thought for a while. Isn't cultivating relationships just starting with parent-child activities? Well, let the kids do what they can.

The house was empty, and a dust removal technique immediately cleaned it up. Wu Qun placed some furniture. Fortunately, the house is big enough, separated by a screen, the main hall, the flower hall, and the bedrooms are finished, carpeted, tables, chairs, and benches, which feel a lot better.

The space outside the house, that is, a spell, was immediately bare. Wu Qun glanced at the bamboos around him and waved his sword back. The fence was tied up, and there was also a table and a few chairs in the yard. Come to some spiritual plants, perfect.

As for the kitchen, I built a bamboo shed in the yard with the things I bought. I packed it up, looked at the sky, and felt that I should prepare dinner for the children.

You can't let such an older child drink Xianlu all the time.

Wu Zhi sat cross-legged on the carpet in the flower hall, cultivating his mind.

Wu Qun didn't bother, thinking about the child's diet over the years, he made some light and easily digestible food, and the ingredients in the world of cultivators had nothing to say.

When the child finished practicing, he sat under the eaves with a wrinkled face and asked in a low voice, "Daddy, can I not drink Xianlu today? I want to eat candy."

"Zhi'er, Daddy has prepared the meal. Is it alright to eat candy first? You forgot what the auntie in the town said. Children should eat well before they can grow taller, and of course Xianlu keeps going." Wu Qun put the meal on the table, then stepped forward and hugged his son, sitting on the bamboo bench in the yard.

In this world of cultivators, Wu Qun discovered the practice in just a while, and there are actually mosquitoes. He was afraid that Wu Zhi would be bitten and would not be able to sleep well, so he waved his big hand and took root in the ground of the bamboo house. Those who are too talented will use it to repel mosquitoes.

Wu Zhi was going to the scripture hall, and there were a lot of things to prepare. When Wu Qun and the headmaster talked, he didn't hesitate, but when he really prepared things for the child, he hesitated and hesitated, always feeling that this was not enough, and that was also the case. not enough.

But now the child's enlightenment is bound to be obtained, at his half-baked level, but he is afraid that he will not teach well, professional knowledge, in Doudou's world, Doudou is just a big girl with a small psychological age.

But Wu Zhi in front of him was a real child.

Wu Zhi has a storage bag, which is the kind used by children. There is not much space, and he can open it without expending much spiritual power.

Wu Qun had discovered that side long ago, and it was basically the snacks and toys he bought. However, the toys of children in this world are basically low-level magical instruments. For example, the wooden sword he bought for Wu Zhi is a low-grade magic weapon, and another example is his little wooden horse, which is also a low-grade flying magic weapon.

This thing is not expensive, people here are used to it, but Wu Qun has never seen it and thought it was novel, and Wu Zhi had never seen it, so he took a lot of it, and Wu Zhi likes the same toy.

Wu Zhi, who was full of food, was now flying slowly on the roof on a wooden horse, holding his small wooden sword in his hand, and dubbing himself without stopping.

Wu Qun sat cross-legged under the porch. He also put a blanket on the ground to prevent the child from falling and knocking. Wu Zhi ate a lot today, which made him both happy and sad. The original is really not a good father.

The sky was getting dark, and the rules of the Great Dao contained in the sunset were said to be enlightening. Wu Qun knew that the morning light of dawn had such power, but he did not expect the sunset in this world to have such power.

He hugged Wu Zhi, who was having fun, and sat on the cliff behind the house, feeling the charm of the sunset.

Wu Qun didn't realize it anyway, but there were two guests in the bamboo house at night.

"Why did the teacher come in person? Just let the disciples interpret it at the same time." Wu Qun saluted and ushered people in. His house has a barrier, and breaking into it without authorization will kill people.

"Qunzhi, this is the first time you've asked Senior Brother to do something, so you have to take it seriously. What about Zhier? Are you still sleeping while practicing?" The headmaster asked while looking at the screen in the room.

Zhu Yan, the eldest disciple behind him, looked at Wu Qun's house, somewhat surprised and surprised.

"The child has a long body. After practicing for a week, he will be put to sleep." Wu Qun replied to the head teacher, making tea for Zhu Yan.

"Uncle Shi, it seems that your place is different from before." Zhu Yan looked at the screen and asked.

When he said this, the headmaster nodded and said, "It's really different from ten years ago. It's more popular."

Wu Qun twitched the corners of his mouth, ten years ago? How bad is the relationship between the original body, no retreat, no breakthrough, the only senior brother who feels familiar has not been here for ten years. So he brought out a few plates of snacks and put some spiritual fruits on the table.

"Senior brother, you can come often in the future. Zhi'er will not retreat for at least 20 years when he is younger." Wu Qun stated lightly.

The headmaster was drinking tea with a teacup in his hand, and when he heard this, he almost knocked over the tea set on the table, "Qunzhi, what are you going to do?"

"Senior brother Zhi'er is still young, I just want to raise him to grow up. It's not what I have to do for junior brother." Wu Qun filled the head teacher with tea before replying.

"Raising a child? Then you must be well educated. Brother, I have a lot of experience in raising children. Would you like to ask me to learn from me?" The head teacher asked Wu Qun with his eyes lit up.

Wu Qun smiled, "Isn't this the way to learn the scriptures, can senior brother Zhier go to the scripture hall tomorrow?"

"Junior Brother Caihua said that if you are worried, don't send it to the scripture hall. Since you are here, you can't take it back to the mountain." The headmaster said with a smile.

The smile on Wu Qun's face disappeared immediately, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the teacher and said, "No, the child is still young, so he must go home to eat and sleep. He can't be challenged by him. What method does he use, brother teacher, don't you? Clear? Zhi'er can live in the scripture hall after the age of fifteen, but it is absolutely not allowed now."

"Zhu Yan, did you hear me? Go and call you, Uncle Caihua, to come over and say that Uncle Wu doesn't agree with his domineering terms." The headmaster still replied with a smile.

Zhu Yan got up immediately, cupped her hands and left.

"Junior Brother Caihua has a lot of opinions on you. Someone will come in a while, so you can't be offended." The headmaster shook his head and said.

"Understood, now I'm a father too, but I'm not a shy boy. But you know about the situation of the teacher's brother, Zhi'er. If Qingyin and her wife stopped Zhi'er's attention, I wouldn't You're polite, I won't pay attention to it when it's time to kill, and don't make it difficult for me, the father."

Wu Qun frowned, if Ruolan's weird brain circuit knew that Wu Zhi was in the scripture hall, he might have been entangled in it all day.

"It's not that serious, right? Uncle Qingyin is a clear-headed man, and he won't let your senior sister come back." The headmaster also frowned slightly.

Wu Qun didn't say anything. Anyway, he said the ugly words in front of him. If Ruolan really did something, he would definitely not be polite. Even the slightest visit to his son is not enough. I'm sorry, he's so stingy, selfish, and annoying.

The headmaster saw Wu Qun like this, ate a piece of fruit, waved the folding fan in his hand, and asked with a smile, "You and Caihua don't dare to make trouble, he is your son's enlightenment teacher, if he is a six-year-old test If he is qualified, he will be your son's master."

"Master? Senior brother, are you joking? With a father like me, you still want to be a teacher?" Wu Qun said with a blank expression, his son wanted to inherit his nameless swordsmanship, nameless internal power, and nameless art Law eight thousand.

"You need to change your stubbornness. Wouldn't it be better to have one more person to hurt Zhi'er? If I hadn't brought too many apprentices, I would have wanted Zhi'er." The headmaster joked.

Wu Qun disagreed, but there was a saying in the head teacher that it was right, it would be good to have one more person to love the child.

"锃"

The enchantment was attacked and made a harsh sound, the headmaster twitched the corners of his mouth, why did these two or two not stop, he immediately got up and glanced at Wu Qun and said, "Caihua is here, let's go and have a look. , I guess it's because of your mountain protection formation."

Wu Qun got up, the lights in the yard were lit instantly, Wu Qun waved his hand, "Come in quickly, my son was woken up in the middle of the night."

Caihua ignored this and asked in a cold voice, "How did you fiddle with your formation? Not bad, it's a lot better than the stuff in the secret realm before."

Wu Qun rolled his eyes, can you not mention the dark history of the original body? If you ask Yijian to repair, isn't it too much to ask for?

Zhu Yan followed and stood behind his master, Wu Qun shook his head when he saw this, and invited the three of them to the flower hall. There are tables and chairs in the main hall, but it seems a little more restrained.

The flower hall was prepared for Wu Zhi. Except for the carpet, it was a soft cushion. Wu Qun carried the spirit fruit of the dim sum, and took out the small table that the child used to paint red, and put it on the ground. Several people sat down, and Zhu Yan also He knelt down and sat by the wall.

"Okay, Shibie will be treated with admiration for three days, even your doghouse has been made a decent one." Caihua looked around. Without seeing Wu Zhi, he asked a little dissatisfied: "Where's the child? What are you hiding and tucking? Let me see."

Wu Qun looked at Caihua, can this person have children? Rolling his eyes, he couldn't do it if he didn't send him over. Why would he feel so unreliable if he was in charge of sending him over?

"Go and take the baby out, let me see what your baby bump looks like. I heard it's several years old, and I haven't even seen my face." Caihua looked at the other side of the screen, I could just see through that screen.

Wu Qun was unmoved. He didn't want to send it tomorrow, so he decided to send it the day after. The three of them quarreled for a long time because Wu Zhi went to the scripture hall, but Caihua decided to go early tomorrow morning and come back earlier in the evening, so Wu Qun let go.

The two of them had been slaughtered for a long time and did not go back to this bamboo peak. Caihua was waiting to meet the child this early in the morning, and the headmaster wanted to participate in the morning light.

As for Zhu Yan, she silently acted as the background board for the whole night, and of course, in the end, of course, accompanied her master to realize the morning light.

Early the next morning, when Wu Qun was preparing the meal, Caihua was about to leave with Wu Zhi who hadn't woken up, and was locked in the yard by Wu Qun with a sword.

"That senior brother, I just want my son to get used to the life of the Jingtang earlier." Caihua said with a smile, but under the threat of Wu Qun's cold eyes, Caihua shoved Wu Zhi back again. bed.

After breakfast was ready and Wu Xin shouted "Daddy" in the room, Wu Qun stared at Caihua who was about to rush in front of him, waited on his son to get dressed and washed, and then ate.

Wu Zhian quietly drank porridge and ate steamed buns, leaning against Wu Qun with his small body, obviously the strange uncle on the opposite side was a little scared.

Headmaster and Zhu Yan came back from practice, and they who were originally fasting also joined the ranks of breakfast.

"Zhi'er, come and say godfather, oh no, master." Caihua teased Wu Zhi with the bun.

The headmaster looked at Caihua's appearance and said, "Junior brother Caihua, you look a little ugly."

"Brother Master, what do you know, this child was born at the third level of qi training, and his whole body is wrapped in the purest wood-type spiritual energy. This is a rare wood-type single spiritual root that can be found in a thousand years." Caihua looked at Wu Zhi with too explicit eyes, and finally scared the little baby Wu Zhi to tears.

Wu Qun hugged his son, looked at Caihua and said, "Brother in charge, can you change the person in charge of the scripture hall? Caihua is a bit overkill, so he should go to the Shura Field and stay there for 180 years."

"What a grudge, what a grudge, I want Wu Qunzhi's son. Lai Zhi'er be good, call me Master, and Master will give you candy." Caihua instantly transformed into a strange uncle holding a candy and attracted Wu Zhi.

But Wu Zhi is a person who has eaten lollipops. How could he be tempted by this little thing? Wu Qun sneered in his heart, but his son actually whispered: "Master, candy."

Wu Qun was stunned, his son was kidnapped by a cheap sugar candy?

"Son?" Wu Qun was in a state of confusion. Who was afraid of Caihua just now? Why did he call Master in the blink of an eye?

"Father, Master is very good." Wu Zhi looked at Wu Qun, he didn't take the candy, but he called Master. What is the reason for this? Wu Zhi didn't have a master in his last life, and he threw it to him to learn the secrets by himself. This life seems to be different from here.

Wu Qun patted his son's head: "It's good that Zhier likes it. But sugar can't be eaten every day, and neither can master give it."

After speaking, Wu Qun stared at Caihua, as if to stare at a hole in his body.

"Junior Brother Caihua, the matter of accepting an apprentice still has to go through the clear road. As for Qunzhi's side, do you want to advertise it widely, so that the voiceless uncle can't talk about it?" Eat and drink enough.

Wu Qun nodded, this is a solution. Ruolan's woman and Qingyin are together. Let's not talk about the difference in seniority. Cultivators really respect their strength. If Wu Qun is now promoted to a god, he can also shout. The voiceless voice of a brother.

Zhu Yan looked at Wu Zhi and smiled while holding his little hand, "Zhi'er, call Master, Master has a toy for you."

Wu Zhi called out sweetly. When Wu Qun and the headmaster looked at it, Wu Zhi held a windmill of mine, which was also a low-grade magic weapon with an offensive nature.

"Zhi'er, do you like it? Master brother has a lot of toys here. Would you like to give him a hug? This stick insect is also given to Zhier." Zhu Yan also smiled, looking at Wu Zhi and talking a lot.

Wu Zhi stretched out his arm, and Zhu Yan hugged Zhi'er contentedly, but received a death stare from Uncle Caihua.

Wu Qun looked at Zhu Yan. He was good-looking, well-cultivated, talented, and even had good luck. He didn't teach the heir. This person should be Wu Zhi's enemy, right? Now it seems that Zhu Yan likes his soft and cute buns very much.

He has to teach Wu Zhi well, he must not let this child be stupid, innocent or anything, it is really not suitable for this world of cultivators.

Although compared to the ancient world, there may be fewer conspiracies and calculations, but the human heart is just as unpredictable.

Wu Qun and his party went to the scripture hall. Now Caihua is involved with Wu Zhi. Although the apprenticeship ceremony has not been completed, the teacher cannot escape.

But looking at Caihua's rare appearance of Wu Zhi, Wu Qun felt that his son might be spoiled, which is not a good sign.

The death of my son is still decades away, but if the early education stage is missed, it cannot be said that the same mistakes will be repeated 100%, but it is almost the same.

So Wu Qun immediately dragged Caihua and said seriously, "You can spoil your child, but you must never spoil him."

"Senior brother is calm and calm. I have never raised a son, but I have an apprentice, so I can rest assured that I will never spoil him." Caihua didn't take it seriously, so he couldn't believe it.

Wu Qun frowned at Caihua's appearance, he regretted it, but the teacher in charge patted him on the shoulder and said, "Qunzhi, brother and Caihua understand your worries about becoming a new father, but you have to believe it. Caihua is measured, and besides, don't you pick up the child at night? You can teach the child at this time." The headmaster said with a laugh.

Zhu Yan followed behind and nodded.

Wu Qun frowned, didn't speak, and didn't leave, even though the headmaster said a lot, don't worry, nothing will happen, but he was extremely worried about sending his children to school on the first day.

So he was at the entrance of the scripture hall and waited for Wu Zhi for a day, until Wu Zhi ran outside with a small schoolbag on his back.

Wu Qun hugged his son, put away his schoolbag, didn't even look at Caihua who came to contact the low, stepped on the flying sword, and went home.

His son didn't eat at noon, he only gave him a bowl of Xianlu, which was full of spiritual energy, but he couldn't get enough to eat.

"Senior brother, what are you in a hurry, today's homework hasn't been explained yet." This fellow Caihua actually chased him to the top of his house!