The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

However, after Shengluan flew into the hole in the mural, he really flew out of the cave, but what surprised Dabao was that they came in at noon, how long has passed, why is it getting dark?

Sheng Luan didn't fly too high, nor did he fly very fast. It wasn't because it could carry an adult and four children on its back, but Dabao made it so.

Dabao needs to observe the terrain to judge where they are coming from.

Anyway, after studying for so many days, besides, King Yan took their three brothers to study around, so Dabao is still very familiar with the topography of the capital.

After they entered the cave, they did walk for a while, maybe they walked out of the Imperial College, but they should never have left the capital city, but looking at the surrounding terrain, how can it look like a capital city? It is clearly barren mountains and wild mountains.

Dabao didn't understand why it was like this.

No matter how smart Dabao is, he is still just a child after all. No one has specially educated him about the Holy Land, so the Holy Land is just a place name for him for the time being.

The mountain below was very quiet, occasionally the sound of wild beasts could be heard, Dabao found an empty grassland below, he patted Shengluan on the back, motioned for it to put them down.

Sheng Luan flew down, and when he was about to land, he threw the white-haired old man to the ground.

The white-haired old man dropped his mouth and gnawed at the mud.

However, Dabao also discovered that although he was the same age as Grandma and Doctor Cui, his body was much stronger than them, and he was more like Sikong Zuzu, a person with martial arts.

So Dabao is not worried that he will be thrown out of the way.

Shengluan was very gentle when he put down the children. It first landed lightly on the ground, then slowly lowered its wings, and Dabao slid down along his wings.

Dabao has no plans to put his two sleeping brothers down for the time being, and sleeping on Shengluan's back is fine, warm and safe.

Dabao took out a pen and paper.

His pen and paper are a set, made by Yu Wan herself. The bottom is a wooden board. On the board, a lot of white paper the size of a book is stapled with a needle and thread, and fixed at the top with an iron frame. The charcoal pen is improved by Yu Wan and put on There is a metal sleeve with a wire on the top connected to the iron clip. When not writing, the charcoal pen can be placed in the card slot next to the wooden board. If you forget to put it back after writing, you don’t have to worry about losing it.

Dabao wrote: Where is this?

The white-haired old man spat out the mud in his mouth and said, "On the way to the Holy Land!"

Where is the Holy Land?

Dabao wrote again.

The white-haired old man said impatiently: "The Holy Land is the Holy Land, where else can it be? How old are you? Have you never even heard of the Holy Land?"

In the world that the white-haired old man knew well, everyone knew about the Holy Land, just like everyone in Dazhou had heard of the capital, so how could such a well-informed child not know about the Holy Land?

In fact, Dabao really didn't know.

Suddenly, Xiaobao rubbed his eyes and sat up. He looked at the cloth ruler tied to his belly, then at Erbao beside him, and at Dabao and his sister on the opposite ground. Even in the dark, he secretly I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dabao, I'm hungry." Xiaobao said.

"I'm hungry too." Er Bao also woke up.

Today's schoolbag was used to hold Yan Xiaosi, so there were no snacks, Dabao's stomach growled, and he was also hungry.

Shengluan spread its wings in surprise, and walked towards Dabao. The bird's ears were attached to Dabao's stomach, and he was sure that he heard the rumbling sound of hunger. It fluttered its wings, indicating that it could go find food!

Dabao thought about it and decided that everyone would go together.

Dabao had thought about letting Shengluan go by himself, but he was still a little worried about this old man who was full of lies. He didn't want them to be alone with each other. As for letting Shengluan go with the white-haired old man, This is not a cave, but a wilderness. The four of them may encounter danger anytime they stay here.

So the best way is for everyone not to leave Shengluan.

Dabao sat on Shengluan's back with his younger sister on his back.

The white-haired old man rubbed his sore waist: "Speaking of which, I can sit this time... ah——"

He was caught by Shengluan and flew into the air.

The night was very dark, the wind was very cold, and in a strange place, the three little eggs sat on Shengluan's back, leaning closely together. As long as they were still together, they seemed to have the courage to face everything.

"Gu——" Sheng Luan cried out, flapping his wings and flying to the southeast.

The white-haired old man yelled: "Oh, I can't go, I can't go!"

This time, Dabao didn't ask the white-haired old man why he couldn't go, because he suddenly saw a dense fog of black air covering the place Shengluan flew to.

Not only he saw it, Er Bao and Xiao Bao also saw it.

"What a big dark cloud." Xiaobao said.

"It's not dark clouds, it's black mist." Er Bao said.

"Where is the black fog? The fog is all white!" Xiaobao said.

"Oh, that's black mist! That's it!"

"No no no no!"

"that is!"

"no!"

The two little black eggs quarreled.

The white-haired old man is going crazy. When is it, are you still in the mood to quarrel? That's not dark clouds, nor black mist, it's demon energy!

But it's very strange. When I passed by here, I obviously didn't have any magic energy. How many years have passed? Why is such a large area covered by strong magic energy?

What happened to the Holy Land?

Dabao gently scratched Shengluan's feathers, signaling it not to go.

Sheng Luan turned his head and grunted.

There is something to eat!

"Dabao, I'm so hungry." Xiaobao rubbed his hungry belly.

"I'm very hungry, too." Erbao touched his stomach aggrievedly.

Of course Dabao knew that the two younger brothers were really hungry, because even he was hungry, and they had the same lunch, but he still hesitated.

At this moment, Yan Xiaosi woke up in a daze. She poked her head out of her schoolbag and leaned listlessly on Dabao's shoulder: "Wow~"

She is also hungry.

Dabao decided to go!

Sheng Luan swished into the black mist, and the white-haired old man was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He wanted to scream, but he was afraid that he would attract some danger.

Sheng Luan flew to the edge of a cliff outside an orchard.

Dabao jumped off the ground, walked up to the white-haired old man, took out a pen and paper and wrote: Go and pick some fruits.

It is already very dangerous to enter here, but the white-haired old man would not do it if he actually wants to steal other people's fruits!

The white-haired old man stared at him: "If you want to be crazy, you will be crazy! I'm not crazy! I'm so fat and still eat, if you have the ability to pick it yourself!"

Yan Xiaosi burst into tears!

People are not fat!

She is a little lady, a little beauty, a little cutie!

Dabao signaled Shengluan to pick up the white-haired old man and hang him on the cliff, then he wrote coldly: I will give you a chance to reorganize the language.

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