The laughter stopped, and a little boy about three years old, with purple lips and a somewhat pale face, appeared out of thin air in a black and white coffin.

"Wen Sheng, it's time to go, right?" the expressionless little boy opened his mouth mechanically.

"Since I promised you, even if you don't come, I will go. But now I have one more thing to deal with here, and I can delay it for another two years. Wen Sheng looked at the little boy and said helplessly.

The little boy sniffed, and a glint appeared in his godless eyes.

"This tastes so charming!"

Then he stretched out his equally pale hand and pointed at Chen Er and said, "Can I eat him?"

Chen Er: ......

Wen Sheng hurriedly stood in front of Chen Er, looked at the little boy with some vigilance and said, "He has a relationship with our lineage, so he can't eat it." ”

The little boy's expressionless face showed a trace of unhappiness for the first time.

"I want to eat you, but Lao Hei won't let me eat it. I wanted to eat him, but you wouldn't let me eat it. But the smell of other people is not good, and I don't want to eat it. ”

Chen Er: ......

Wen Sheng was a little helpless about this child, on the one hand, what he was going to do next had a close relationship with this child. On the other hand, if you really mess with this kid, you may not be able to beat him.

When I first saw this child, he was what he is now, and he didn't seem to change after all this time.

That's when they did it.

The child's realm Wensheng can't feel it, as if he has no cultivation. But the strange thing is that all the attacks that hit him were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was not a single wave.

But children can wave their hands casually, and they can bring themselves some scars that are particularly difficult to heal.

If it wasn't for the fact that something stopped the little boy at that time, I'm afraid that Wen Sheng, who can be ranked in the human world in terms of cultivation, has already been eaten by this child.

It was also because of this that Wen Sheng had another idea, but this idea was difficult to implement.

Chen Er, who had been speechless, came back to his senses, walked out from behind Wen Sheng, and asked, "Have you ever eaten a big steamed bun?"

The child turned his neck mechanically and asked, "Big steamed buns?"

After Chen Er lifted the steamed bun, he instantly came to his senses, and despite Wen Sheng's obstruction, he came to the child's side.

Then in the stunned eyes of Wen Sheng, he turned out to be a scholar and a child, and sat on the coffin with a big thorn.

At the moment when he sat in the coffin, Chen Er felt as if something had left his body.

This feeling made Chen Er very uncomfortable, as if he had lost something particularly precious and could never get it back. But if you feel it more carefully, it's as if nothing happened.

At the same time, the paleness of the child's face eased slightly, his purple lips turned red, and his mechanical movements became the same as those of ordinary people. Even the sluggish expression began to ease, and color appeared in the eyes.

After Chen Er sat in the coffin, the child with murderous intent in his eyes suddenly showed a very unnatural smile.

Just this smile, Wen Sheng was a little creepy.

Wen Sheng has known this kid for a long time, but today is the first time I have seen him show this kind of expression, which feels a little scary.

"Do you have a name?" Chen Er no longer said about the steamed buns, but asked the child's name.

"Nope. The child said, laughing hard again.

"Shall I get one for you?" Chen Er asked tentatively again.

There was another kind of light in the child's eyes, and it was longing!

Chen Er began to rack his brains to think, and suddenly a name popped into his mind.

It was a girl who called him by his name - Chen Xiaoer.

"In the future, you will be called Xiao Xiaoer!" Chen Er's face was snickering, and some little secrets seemed to have been put in his head.

"Good. After trying hard for a long time, the child found that he still couldn't laugh, so he stopped pressing.

Wen Sheng looked at the two children dumbfounded, and had forgotten what he was going to say.

"That, what is a big steamed bun?" Xiao Xiaoer seems to have an obsession with eating.

Then after the two children discussed it like a bad thing, Xiao Xiaoer left in the black and white coffin.

"He's going?" Wen Sheng asked.

"Stealing steamed buns!" Chen Er made no secret of it.

In Wen Sheng's life, there is almost nothing that can be difficult for him, but what happened today is a bit beyond his cognition.

Looking at Chen Er again, he suddenly felt that his unfinished business might have a result.

So he walked up to Chen Er and said to Chen Er, "Ask you a question." ”

Chen Er looked at Wen Sheng, who suddenly became a little serious, and was a little unaccustomed.

"You say. ”

Wen Sheng thought for a moment and said, "If one day, you find out that you are right and the people around you are wrong, then what will you do?"

Chen Er scratched his head, but he didn't understand.

"Then I'll put it another way. Wen Sheng thought about it for a while, and then said: "This time it is not about right or wrong, but if one day, when you feel that you are out of place with this world and feel uncomfortable, will you choose to conform to this world, or stick to your heart?"

Chen Er smiled brightly: "Can't you let this world adapt to me?"

Wen Sheng was stunned.

"Then what if one day, you have some reasoning that you don't understand and can't make sense with everyone?"

Chen Er thought for a moment, shook his fist and replied, "Then I'll talk to them about fists!"

"Then what if the fist doesn't make sense?" Wen Sheng was surprised by Chen Er's answer.

"If it doesn't make sense, then I'll continue to practice. If the fist makes sense, then they will naturally listen to me calmly. Besides, why should I reason with them, talk about fists? Shouldn't I listen to the wrong ones in the first place?"

Wen Sheng touched Chen Er's head, but Chen Er dodged him.

For example, if you have a stomachache, you either go to the toilet or take medicine, or you can only endure it. ”

Chen Er blinked his big innocent eyes and said, "Maybe it's hungry!"

Wen Sheng grinned and said, "For example, you have been talking about big steamed buns and big steamed buns, but if you eat this thing, you won't grow your cultivation, and if you don't eat it, you won't do anything, but why do you still eat it? This is a kind of hope!"

Chen Er didn't save any face for Wen Sheng, and said directly: "What is there to hope for? It's just that I think the big steamed buns are delicious!"

The black line on the head of the man of the saint.

Who's this bear child! How can I teach this!

Then he said to Chen'er with a malicious face: "Do you want to study?"

"Huh?" Chen Er didn't understand.

Wen Sheng pointed to the children in the school who were still reading aloud and said, "Like them!"

Chen Er asked, "Why?"

The black line on Wen Sheng's face that had just gone down resurfaced, and then he lifted Chen Er's neck like a chicken and threw it directly into the school.

After Chen Er struggled for a while, he couldn't help but find a vacant seat like those children and read the books that appeared out of thin air.

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate.

The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining.

The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter.

(This is the "Thousand Character Text" written by Zhou Xingsi of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, take it and borrow it.) ）

Every time I read a word, my mind was confused. Every time I read a sentence, my consciousness is thin.

Gradually, Chen Er's eyes became blank.

"There are 3,000 avenues, and even small roads can lead to them. Why did this seemingly simple, but in fact shrewd child choose the least shrewd path?"

Wen Sheng thought about it and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Ask right, ask wrong, have a clear conscience! It is said that it is difficult to walk on the road, but this road that does not even have a starting point is the most difficult to walk!"