Nan Yuan took a short nap and opened her eyes. When she opened her eyes, Xiaodou's eyes were bright and her face was red, like a little sugar cub who had just run 10,000 meters.

After Xiaotang saw her, she hesitated a few times, and finally only smiled mysteriously at Nanyuan, with a look of "I have a secret but I can't tell you".

Nan Yuan: ?

She just closed her eyes and rested for a while, what happened to make Little Sugar Boy become a stinky fart in such a short period of time?

After Xiao Tang showed Nan Yuan's meaningful little eyes, she continued to devote herself to the sculpture of her own idol, with a much more serious expression than before, as if it was carrying out a great creation.

Nan Yuan glanced at the nine-headed statue in front of Xiaotang, and then at the three-headed statue next to her, admiring Xiaotangzi's patience.

It was enough for her to spend a day carving such a thing.

She couldn't possibly waste more time on such a boring thing.

Besides, she felt that this one she carved was very good, and she was very naive, and she also filled up the facial features that were sullen.

The head Lei Dazhao obviously paid great attention to this matter and came to check the progress in person.

The child who can be picked by the Supreme Heavenly Dao himself, this is the real Heaven's Chosen! Must be focused.

However, after Lei Dazhao saw the statue carved by Nan Yuan, he almost passed by in front of Nan Tian's Pride.

"You are disrespectful! How could the Supreme Heavenly Dao be a milk doll?"

Nan Yuan was too lazy to explain the reason at length, and said nonsense directly: "Heaven said that I can play at will, as long as I carve it."

Her serious nonsense is too deceptive, and Lei Dazhao has no doubts about the authenticity of what she said, and immediately dared not object.

It seems that the Supreme Heavenly Dao really loves this child Nan Yuan, and is so tolerant towards her.

But Lei Dazhao was still a little worried.

Carving Tiandao Supreme into a chubby milk doll, does Tiandao Supreme really not get angry?

"I found out tonight. If he is not satisfied, I will re-carve it." Nan Yuan replied, but what she thought was: it is impossible to carve another, absolutely impossible. She can secretly use the little candy.

In the evening, Tiandao with a dull face really fell into Nanyuan's dream again.

"Come here." Tian Dao beckoned to her.

Nan Yuan: Auntie, you want me to go, so I will go?

But after hesitating for two seconds, Nan Yuan walked towards him and said straight to the point: "I've already carved the statue, it's up to you, the old man, to fulfill his promise."

"Old man?" Tian Dao's cold tone rose slightly, "Call me an old man, but carved me into a big fat doll?"

"I'll give you some old science, it's not a baby, it's just the Q version of an adult character, and he's still an adult in essence.

Do you know the Q version? Haven't you always been the God of Laws in charge of the Three Thousand Worlds? Could it be that you don't even know the Q-version cartoon characters? Or is it that you are always the **** of laws in this world and have no control over other worlds? "

If it's the latter, then it doesn't seem to be too awesome, Nan Yuan thought. After all, according to Xiaotang, she has been to many worlds.

Tiandao paused for a while, and replied to her, "I know."

"Then are you satisfied with this Q-version idol? I even added your old facial features, no thanks."

Tian Dao looked at her, and the expression under her fuzzy face could not be seen clearly, but it made Nan Yuan very uncomfortable.

Come, come, that feeling comes again.

This dull face always made her feel that he was staring at her very intently, as if she was some rare treasure.

"Although it's not like me, but I like it very much." Tiandao replied.

Nan Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and then she snorted.

If this person in front of him is really the God of Law of the Three Thousand Worlds, then if he treats her so kindly, wouldn't she have become the darling of the Three Thousand Worlds?

Gee, this feels weird.

"Come with me." Tian Dao glanced at her and walked ahead.

"What?" Nan Yuan asked.

"Take you to enlightenment."

When Nan Yuan heard this, she immediately became refreshed.

She was very curious, how Tiandao would bring her to enlightenment.

At this moment, the surrounding cloudy scene changed into a lively folk alley.

If Nan Yuan knew that this was a dream, she would definitely think that she had really arrived at a certain street in the mortal world.

Because there is no trace of illusion here, everything seems so realistic.

Nan Yuan understood the meaning of heaven.

This is to lead her to experience the sufferings of the world and to realize the truth from it?

But she found it useless.

Before she came to Cultivation Realm, she had wandered in the mortal world for a long time, and she had seen everything she should have seen.

There are all beings, everyone has their own life, and each has their own way of living. She can't understand the joys, sorrows and joys of others, and she doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

"Look at the mother and son." Tian Dao suddenly pointed to the front.

Nan Yuan looked around and saw a red-eyed gambler walking towards the casino with a money bag. An old woman with gray hair was chasing after him, crying while chasing, "Dashun, I beg you to give it back. Mother, this is your father's medicine money, if you take it, what will your father do?"

The gambler turned back impatiently and roared: "That half-dead old man is a waste of money to live! It's better to give me the money for these drugs, let me play a gamble. When I win the bet, I will pay you back immediately. Bar!"

Nan Yuan watched indifferently.

The gambler who has become a red-eyed gambler does not recognize his six relatives. There are many such things. If she steps up to teach the unfilial son to the old mother, she is afraid that she will be blamed by the old mother in turn.

Therefore, she doesn't care about this thankless business.

However, in the next instant, Nan Yuan realized that she had actually entered the body of this old woman!

The old woman's strong emotions were passed on to Nan Yuan.

Anger, grief, remorse, worry, despair...and a lot of self-blame.

Her wife has a deep relationship with her. A month ago, she was accidentally hit by a rich family's carriage. The rich family lost a lot of money, but the money was gambled by her son.

The old woman could only take out her own coffin book to buy medicine for her wife.

Unexpectedly, the prodigal son lost all his money, and even robbed her of this little coffin book.

This is a debt collector!

The old woman's memory will return to the picture of Lin'er's family celebrating, and then it will become the picture of the family doting on the child, causing the child to become more and more rebellious.

She regretted that she didn't teach her son well, but this is the child she gave birth to in October, how could she be willing to beat him.

You can't bear it, auntie can't bear it.

Nan Yuan pulled away from the strong emotion for a while, picked up a rolling pin from the stall next to her, and rushed straight to the turtle son.

Then, beat to death.

The weak old woman was put on by Nan Yuan, and she was in the same spirit as she was 30 years old. Not enough rolling pin, but also a punch and kick.

"You dare to steal your father's medicine money, unfilial tortoise son! My aunt gave up your hands today and told you to stop gambling!" After speaking, Nan Yuan twisted the gambler's son's wrist.

The old woman's emotions affected Nan Yuan, causing her emotional fluctuations to be greater than ever before. At the same time, Nan Yuan's presence also magnified the old woman's anger towards the son of the debt collector.

However, when Nan Yuan was beating and beating, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He didn't scream when he broke his wrist, this Gui Sun couldn't be so hard-hearted.

Well, looking down, people have been accidentally killed by her.

Nan Yuan turned her head subconsciously, looked at Tiandao with a dull face, and blinked her eyes. The paralyzed face was still a paralyzed face, but the emotions in her eyes were much richer.

A little innocent, and a little... guilty.

"Should this all be fake?" she asked.

Tiandao didn't speak, only sighed softly.