The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The white-haired old man's real name is actually Qilin, but it's just Youdan.

Speaking of it, it's no wonder Dabao doesn't know it, the word Qilin is so difficult, I haven't learned it yet!

When Dabao saw the name at first, he planned to call Mei Lulu, but then Dabao thought about it, with such a cute name Lulu, how could he be the lying old man in front of him?

Then he said his name is "Mei Youdan", well, it suits him quite well.

The white-haired old man saw that both Dabao and Xiaobao showed the same expressions, and he was in a bad mood. Which name I just made up is not more reliable than "No Egg"? You don't believe that, but you believe this?

The white-haired old man suddenly felt that he might as well be locked up here all the time, fuck his predestined ones! He can't fucking wait!

Why are you locked up here?

Dabao writes on paper.

The white-haired old man wondered, is this child dumb? I keep writing and writing.

ask you.

Dabao wrote again.

"Dabao asks you!" Xiaobao said.

"That's right!" Er Bao said.

"Wow wow wow!" Yan Xiaosi also said.

The white-haired old man was terribly quarreled. In other words, compared to why he was locked up here, shouldn't he be more curious about why these little fools appeared at the entrance of the Holy Land?

Who is the weirdest one?

"Hey, little boy, where's your family? I just answered your question, now it's your turn to answer my question, who brought you here?"

Dabao wrote several lines seriously.

Seeing that Dabao was willing to answer him seriously, the white-haired old man was quite satisfied. The writing was so long and quite detailed.

In the end, Dabao handed him the blank paper, and he was dumbfounded.

It was written on the paper—we are not called Xiaodaimao, we have a name, but my parents said that any stranger who asks our name for no reason is a villain.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man almost vomited blood again, what is this all about? How did you become a villain all of a sudden? You write so much just to say this? Are your hands not tired?

Dabao continued to write - but I don't think so, just now my younger brother accidentally slipped the tongue, you still don't know my name is Dabao, you are not a villain, you are an idiot.

Erbao, Xiaobao and Yan Xiaosi cooperated very well and gave the white-haired old man a little expression of contempt.

The white-haired old man: "...!!"

Heaven, earth, what kind of children are these?

After identifying the other party as an idiot, San Xiaodan decided not to ask questions from him, so the white-haired old man looked at the little fools who were still quite curious about him, and turned around without hesitation. ……gone!

Just leave?

Don't you want to ask me why I was locked up here?

I haven't said it yet, so you're not curious anymore?

Children nowadays... have their curiosity about things fade so quickly?

How long has he been locked up? I feel like I can't keep up with the rhythm of the world!

"Stop with me!" the white-haired old man shouted.

When he made a big mistake back then, he was suppressed here as an eye-catcher. The patriarch once said, let him repent here with peace of mind. One day, someone with predestined relationship will pass by here and rescue him from the eye of the army. , and what he has to do is to bring the predestined person to the Holy Land.

Could these little fools be predestined?

He refused in his heart.

But what if they really are?

Let them go like this, then he will miss the only chance to come out of the formation!

"You guys, stop!"

Seeing that the little fools were about to leave the secret room, the white-haired old man finally couldn't help but speak.

Unexpectedly, the little fools didn't pay attention to him at all, and went out without looking back.

boom--

There was a low stone rubbing sound outside the secret room, and the white-haired old man understood that this was a sign that the stone door would close again. Once the stone door was closed, he couldn't guarantee whether the little fools would come back here again.

He is in a hurry.

"You...you..." He suddenly remembered that the biggest little boy was called Dabao?

"Dabao!" he shouted, this time, his tone was very good, "I have something to tell you!"

San Xiaodan stopped walking, turned around in unison, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Dabao picked up a pen and paper, and wrote—what else do you have to say?

The white-haired old man was stunned again.

This is wrong, but why doesn't it sound right?

Dabao wrote again - if you have something to say, there is...

When he was about to write something, Dabao turned his head and looked at Yan Xiaosi behind him. Yan Xiaosi was lying on his shoulder, watching him write seriously.

Yan Xiaosi is so young, of course he can't read, but Dabao still didn't want to spoil his sister's eyes, so he crossed out the second word.

The white-haired old man took a weak breath, you kid...are you planning to swear?

"Ahem!" The white-haired old man didn't worry too much about this. He glanced at the little fools in front of him. Don't look at the innocent and harmless appearance of these little fools, but where they stand, every time They are all exquisite, and they are never close to the range that his iron chains can reach.

This means that it is not easy for him to hold them hostage.

Of course, he has other abilities, but unfortunately they are suppressed, and most of them cannot be used.

what's on your mind?

Dabao wrote.

The white-haired old man thought, I was thinking, which one of you is the destined person in the Holy Land?

Only those who are predestined can untie my chains, and only those who are predestined are eligible to enter the Holy Land.

The white-haired old man felt that if he took them with him, they might not be willing to go with him, let alone if he took only one of them, they would definitely disagree.

If you don't agree, maybe you won't untie his chains.

A thought flashed through, and the white-haired old man decided to fool them and save himself first.

"Hehehe." The white-haired old man said with a smile, "Dabao, you see, I feel uncomfortable being locked up by this chain, can you help me untie the chain first?"

"Why are you locked? Are you a bad person?" Xiaobao asked with his head tilted.

"No, no, no! Of course not!" This little fool! Why are you so smart?

"Ahem!" the white-haired old man said seriously, "I was framed."

"Oh." Xiaobao snorted, "We don't have the key, how can I unlock it for you?"

The white-haired old man thought, how do I know how to solve it? Patriarch, he didn't say it!

The white-haired old man thought for a while, and could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor: "You... just take it away!"

"Can't you take it yourself?" Er Bao asked.

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "I can take it away, will I ask you for help?"

Erbao said: "You are an adult and you can't take it away, how can we children do it?"

The white-haired old man: "..."

What you said is so reasonable...

Is it really good for a few four-year-old children to be so logical?

Dabao picked up a pen and wrote in a swish: You, tell the truth, otherwise...

Dabao blindfolded his sister and wrote: Kill you!

The white-haired old man's heart skipped a beat. This little fool actually wants to kill him?

The white-haired old man almost doubted his life, even the Nine Realms Demon Venerable who killed people like hemp back then...wasn't so mad when he was a child? God is so predestined! Could it be some little demon babies of the demon race?

Just when the white-haired old man was hesitating how to persuade the little fools, Yan Xiaosi suddenly called out: "Wow wow wow!"

She pointed to a mural on the wall with a small yellow flower growing on it.

"Sister, do you want flowers?" Xiaobao walked over to pick the lifelike little flower.

The face of the white-haired old man changed immediately. It was not a real flower, but it was set up to prevent unjust people from breaking in when the entrance was opened, and he had never seen anything in the mechanism.

But the patriarch said, don't use it unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise they may have their own lives in danger.

But when the white-haired old man wanted to speak out to stop it, it was too late, Xiao Bao had already picked off the little yellow flower.

"Sister, here it is."

Xiaobao is also a big brother who loves his sister.

The moment Xiaobao handed the little yellow flower to his sister, a fire burst out from the mural where the little yellow flower was placed before, and hit the back of Xiaobao's head violently!

"Wow!" Yan Xiaosi roared fiercely.

With a bang, the fire ball was sent back by the coercion of the Holy King, hitting the mural, and the mural burst into flames!

The white-haired old man stared blankly.

After a long time, this little milk baby dressed as a sheep is the real strong man?

In the mural, several small balls of fire swished out again, all of which were shot back by the coercion of the little sage king.

Little Saint King seemed very dissatisfied with his brother's almost being plotted against. He not only patted the fire ball back, but also used coercion to blow down the entire wall!

I thought that everything should end here, after all, the fireball is quite fierce, but in the next second, there was a roar from behind the collapsed wall, and the mast and scull flew into ashes and smoke, and a huge luan bird flew out.

The Luan Niao was extremely fast, and snatched Yan Xiaosi away!

Yan Xiaosi thumped for a while: "Wow!"

"Sister!" Er Bao yelled, reaching out to grab his sister, but the ostrich flew past his head at an incredible speed.

The white-haired old man was shocked and said: "It's the colorful holy luan! It is said that the colorful holy luan has the bloodline of the phoenix and is a descendant of the phoenix!"

No wonder the patriarch told him to be cautious about this mechanism. Sheng Luan is too cruel, he doesn't distinguish between enemy and friend, and their strength is so terrifying that even in his heyday, he dared not be an enemy of any Sheng Luan.

The white-haired old man said: "Hurry up and run away, your sister is probably hopeless, and when it finishes eating your sister, it will come back to eat you!"

"Wow wow wow!" Yan Xiaosi yelled from the cave, with a hint of crying.

Dabao's little face was completely cold, he clenched his little fist, looked at the cave where Shengluan flew away, and said something loudly.

No one understood what he said, but a strange thing happened, the ferocious Sheng Luan flew back with Yan Xiaosi in its mouth.

Shengluan flapped its wings and flew, hovering opposite Dabao, looking at Dabao ferociously.

Dabao spoke again with a cold expression.

Again they didn't understand.

However, the holy luan flew down slowly, landed in front of Dabao, carefully placed Yan Xiaosi on the ground, then took two steps back, facing Dabao, bowed its head reverently.

The white-haired old man was stunned by this scene.

what happened?

Sheng Luan, who took Yan Xiaosi away, brought Yan Xiaosi back again, and obediently returned it to Dabao, and it looked like a courtier waiting for the king's arrival, with his head lowered and motionless.

Dabao ignored the surprise of the white-haired old man. He took a few steps forward and hugged his sister.

Yan Xiaosi gripped Dabao's lapel aggrievedly, and plunged his little head into Dabao's arms: "Wow, wow."

Big Bird, bad!

The white-haired old man looked at Dabao for a moment, could it be... is he the predestined person in the Holy Land?

Xiao Bao and Er Bao came running over, touching their beloved sister.

Erbao asked: "Dabao, what did you just say? It returned my sister back."

Dabao didn't know either.

At that moment just now, his mind went blank, but there seemed to be a voice echoing in his heart, and he said that voice.

"It's Fengyu! It's Fengyu!" Fengyu has been lost for thousands of years, and I can hear it in my lifetime. The white-haired old man was so excited that his body trembled a little, "Shengluan is a descendant of the Fengzu, and only the language of the Fengzu can Drive it! Children! No... Dabao, you... What is the relationship between you guys and the Feng Clan?"

The reason why Dabao didn't ask Dabao separately if he was related to the Feng family was because the three little guys looked exactly the same, they were obviously triplets, if there was a relationship, of course the three were related.

Unexpectedly, before Dabao could open his mouth, Xiaobao gave a snort and said, "Isn't a phoenix just a bird? The phoenix's language is the bird's language. Dabao, you haven't spoken all this time, so it's because you speak the bird's language!"

Dabao: "..."

Erbao: "..."

The white-haired old man: "..."