Miaoji's daily routine

"Then, let me play a tune for Dad. Ayyhan just taught me a few days ago. Although I am not very proficient, Dad is not allowed to laugh at me. He can only say that I play well." Jill walked to the room with a smile. He picked up a harp from the table on one side and started playing.Although the Great God of Time Traveling is a profiteer, he is a good-for-nothing businessman, but this time he finally treated her well. Not only did she get rid of the meow star, but he also gave her a father who is the leader, and gave her love. The uncles who protect the Dharma, as well as the disciples of the Mingjiao, all treat her very well.

Although the desert is extremely hot all the year round, it is true that the disciples of the Mingjiao can only hide in this place and cannot go out, although the Mingjiao is still working hard for the future development, father's hair has turned so much gray, but those disciples We, protectors, but her father never talked to her about any troubles, and always loved and cared for her so much.Here, although it is not a later life, it is still her home, her place, her family and her father.

The konghou's voice was clear and full of carefree joy, dancing and spinning in the entire hall like transparent petals.Although the technique is still very immature, there will still be a slight pause in some places, but the leader still listens with relish, stroking his beard with his hand and squinting his eyes.

At the end of the song, Jill hopped to Dad's side, "Daddy, Ayi Khan said that she will teach me a new pipa tomorrow. She danced the Huxuan dance very well, and she said she would teach me to dance~~I The last time I turned a few times, I became dizzy and couldn't turn at all."

"Daddy's Jill must dance beautifully." The leader looked at his daughter very lovingly, with a beard and a particularly proud and proud, his daughter is really beautiful no matter how she looks and how happy she is. Once, he had an idea to let Jill Inheriting the position of the saint, but now, he has changed his mind.Although the saintess has a high status, she can't rest martial arts like ordinary disciples, can't learn those entertaining pipa and konghou, and can't dance happily with a bunch of people around the campfire.

The position of the saint is high above but so deserted that no one can touch her.Saintesses should not have feelings for men and women, nor should they have mundane thoughts. Everything about saintesses should be completely dedicated to the true God.

This is a kind of supreme glory, but also a kind of suffering that is boundless and endless.

Now... since the saint is still there, he selfishly allows Jill to live a free and happy life, because Jill is his daughter, a daughter whom he saw and raised with his own hands.

When Jill softly called him Dad for the first time, he decided to give his precious daughter the best care so that she would be carefree for the rest of her life.

Also the same, he will never tell Jill's true parentage.

Jill is just his daughter and has nothing to do with anyone else.

"Jill, you play the pipa very well. You can play it to the saint tomorrow. She has always liked you very much. A few days ago, she specially sent someone to tell me that she wants to meet you." The leader hesitated, With a smile, he said slowly, "It is said that the saint also taught you some moves and inner skills?"

"Ah, yes, Father." Jill was stunned, "Father, is it not possible? Is it true that the martial arts of the saint can't be taught to others casually? The saint's aunt never told me, if it doesn't work, I will Don't learn anymore." Jill frowned and thought, as if Gu Li didn't hesitate, she was so happy every time she taught her, and every time she saw her learn a move, she praised her without saying a word. She was a little overwhelmed.It's also because the saint is so enthusiastic and likes to talk to her, sometimes Jill thinks the saint is a bit strange...

Could it be that he was hit by that scumbag back then... a little bit distorted?

"It's okay." The leader smiled and patted his daughter's head. "You can just learn what the saint taught. The inner skills and mental methods learned by the saint are extremely advanced martial arts from Mingjiao. I didn't even have the opportunity to come into contact with them. She just likes it very much." You, so I want to teach you more. Dad knows that Jill knows how to measure."

"The saint just likes you very much. After all... She needs to give everything to serve the true God. It's rare to see you talking to her so happily. Of course she wants to give you the best and teach you everything she knows. Stuff. The saint has to leave the church since she was a child to maintain a clean and pure-minded life. Maybe she sometimes makes you feel strange when she speaks. Just don’t worry about it. She has not been in contact with outsiders for a long time. Possibly all-encompassing."

"Yes, I understand, Dad."

"Also, the saint needs to be pure and ascetic, but you go and see that she is fine. Talk to her, play a pipa or something, and she will only be happier."

There was coldness in the smiling eyes of the leader, Guli, the traitor, would only stay in Mingjiao even more because of Jill, and be more voluntary to do her part as a saint.Even if the leader treats Jill as his precious daughter and loves him wholeheartedly, he doesn't have any good feelings for Gu Li who doesn't know the importance and even betrays the religious rules.Now the maids around Gu Li are all his people, and he has a complete grasp of Gu Li's every move, every word and deed.

If not, how could he rest assured that his daughter and Gu Li could get along?If Gu Li didn't know what to say again, it would be too late for him to regret it.

"Daddy, that fruit is delicious. Daddy wants to eat more for dinner today. I'll ask the cook to prepare more food later. I'll eat with Daddy." Jill smiled and said, "Daddy lost weight. Woolen cloth."

"Hehe, Jill is so considerate of Dad, Dad will definitely eat more. Jill, in the future, don't pick fruits or anything, but let the guardian uncles accompany you if something happens to you. It will hurt."

"I know, I know, I'm going to ask the kitchen to bring some snacks for Dad." Jill looked at the loving dad who had removed all his dignity in front of her, "Daddy, do you want me to roast a few skewers of lamb for Dad?" Come here? My craftsmanship is also good."

"Oh~" the leader prolonged his tone on purpose, "How do I remember the last time someone used cumin as salt? And they roasted good tender mutton into charcoal?"

"Father... don't mention my embarrassing things anymore. I have baked it again, it must be delicious now."

"Okay, okay, then Dad is waiting for you to bring delicious barbecue. This time, don't bring black charcoal to offer treasures, otherwise, do you think Dad will eat it or not?"

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