The boy shook his head: "No killing, let the insects sleep."

Uncle Lin Si did not ask what "let the insects sleep". Anyway, the boy likes to squat in the corner and toss the toads, centipedes, scorpions, and ants after practicing qigong. At the age of the boy's mind, it is normal to play with insects.

"Have you bought all the things?"

The boy nodded nervously: "Yeah..."

But my fingers unnaturally want to cover up something.

Uncle Lin checked and confirmed it was correct. He got up and paid the tea money and said, "Let's go, your teacher is still waiting for you."

Halfway through, whispering a reminder.

"Don't look like a teenager, but you are still stinging teeth. Eat less candy and get caught by your teacher. Don't implicate me and suffer."

The boy said oh.

Actively admit mistakes and never correct them after repeated instruction.

The young teacher was an old man with white hair and beard. He had aged very quickly in recent years. A stream of dusk energy spread from the inside to the outside. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not alive.

Seeing the boy and Uncle Lin return, their faces became alive like dead trees. The three of them used a simple meal, and the old man said, "Everything is ready, let's continue to go south..."

Uncle Lin Si: "Let go again?"

This seclusion was like a war, hiding from all over the world, but he didn't see anyone chasing him, and he didn't understand why the old man moved wildly.

The old man said, "Well, for Shaobai's practice."

The boy was stunned for a while before he realized that Shaobai was calling himself and said distressedly: "Teacher, I am A Yan."

He doesn't like the strange name Shaobai.

Uncle Lin just wanted to roll his eyes.

"Where is he staying to practice differently?"

The old man said: "Of course, different. The countries in the northwest are busy fighting wars and have no intention of holding selections. Even if there are, foreign scholars are refused to participate. Shaobai needs to go to the holy land of mountains and seas. By then, I will be completely relieved of my old bones."

Uncle Lin didn't say anything after hearing this.

But the boy was uneasy: "Teacher..."

"What's the matter?"

"Does the teacher know how to kill insects?"

"insect?"

"Today I met a bug in my head. His brother agreed, if I help them kill the bugs, then..."

The last words are unclear.

The old man instantly understood and sneered: "Abuse is not worth merciless to die. Being a teacher knows the method, but you can't do it. You can do it, but your strength is not enough. Of course, if that person's life is big enough, it's okay to drag it until you have enough strength..."

"Well, A Yan knows."

"Also, less white and less sugar."

The boy hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands: "A Yan didn't eat!"

The old man pointed to the sugar-adhesive tooth in the boy's bowl with quickshots and said, "You have lost your teeth, and you are still stubborn?"

juvenile:"……"

Those eyes, which are like landscape paintings, are dyed with mist.

A front tooth is lost???

A few days later.

Gu Ren and his brothers dug three feet into the ground but couldn't find the boy, as if there was no such person in the world. Even Chao Lian couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake. On this day, he returned empty-handed again. Chao Lian was anxious, but saw a familiar face.

He was overjoyed and went forward to stop someone.

"Xiao Lang, please let me do it..." After seeing the man's appearance clearly and facing the other person's eyes like a fool, Chao Lian almost coughed and said in surprise, "Gong Xiqiu, why are you--"

"Oh, it's you, Gu Ziyi's younger brother, is there anything wrong?" This person was Gong Xiqiu who left Xiaocheng. He went on the road alone, and his efficiency was so high. Gong Xiqiu greeted him, as if he wasn't him who almost killed Shaochong back then.

He reacted openly, but Chao Lian was stunned.

"you……"

Gong Xiqiu said: "I'm passing by."

A few days ago, the tribe patterns on the shoulder blades became inexplicably hot.

He ran all the way to the direction indicated by the clan pattern.

As a result, there was no movement halfway.

Chao Lian hesitated and asked: "Then you...have you seen a young man with a five-point appearance similar to you? His outfit..."

As he said that, he paused.

His vision was completely stuck to the lines on Gong Xichou's collar.

This pattern is similar to the style of a teenager.

It is obviously the same source.

Gong Xiqiu was not patient. Seeing that Chao Lian had no explanation, he planned to pay and leave, but Chao Lian grabbed his arm. Gong Xiqiu sneered and threatened: "Don't you want this hand?"
Chapter completed!