I remember that when I was very young in my previous life, Jun Changning leaned on his father's knee and asked, "Why do those bad people on TV do bad things?" ”

Her father stroked her hair and did not answer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info asked her a very strange question instead: "Some people like to live a dull life, some people like to live vigorously for a while, which one does Changning like?" ”

Although Jun Changning was five years old at that time, he had already begun to show personality traits that were incompatible with the children around him. She was quiet and over-the-top, indifferent.

Jun Changning replied without thinking about it: "Of course it's a vigorous moment!" "The reason is very simple: the pig's life is also ordinary, but if it rises up and bites someone, even if it will soon be pulled to the slaughterhouse, it will be so happy!

She didn't remember her father's reaction at the time, but she buried the question in her heart.

In fact, in retrospect, my father's reaction must have been extremely shocking. No matter what aspect it is, Jun Changning's choice should not be like this. She doesn't like to toss, she doesn't like to talk, she doesn't fight over toys and she doesn't behave coquettishly. Such a person should like to be ordinary for a lifetime, and how can he be willing to give up the good time of his life for the sake of a momentary sensory stimulation!

Any behavioral analysis is inevitably subjective. Jun Changning's short life in her previous life seemed like a grotesque mystery to her family, and no one knew what she was thinking.

The days passed like flowing water, and when Jun Changning stood in the library pavilion to watch the snow again, it was already another Spring Festival!

She was dressed in a cyan coat, and the snow-white fur edges reflected her face like an ice floe in early spring, revealing boundless coldness. She stood on the roof of the library pavilion, and the howling mountain wind blew away from a single corner of her clothes or a strand of hair.

The aura of her body is completely integrated into the heaven and earth, and when she looks at it with her divine sense, the place where she is is is like a snowflake, a wisp of mountain wind, and she can even feel the trajectory of the snowflakes fluttering and falling, and the ripples of the air flow after the wind blows.

Jun Changning is seven years old, her cultivation has not increased, and she is still maintaining the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, but she is more comfortable with the use of spiritual power.

While living alone allows her to relax, many unnecessary habits can be saved. Like her hair, she hadn't combed it up for a long time, and it was so casually draped at the back of her head.

It's not like when she first came to this world, two years later, she finally relaxed the tension and vigilance that she didn't realize herself, like a jade embryo that finally grinded off a trace of epidermis. Although it is still far from being fully unraveled, we have finally seen a ray of light.

At night, with fireworks in the sky, she returned to the small courtyard alone. Sitting on that cold hardwood bed, she didn't figure out what she wanted to do when she came back.

The released consciousness clearly saw a group of young men and women setting off fireworks by the stream not far away. Jun Changning hesitated for a moment before coming to the side of the crowd.

Fireworks shine on carefree smiling faces. None of them even entered the Qi Refining Period. Those girls seem to have deliberately dressed up, even if the conditions are not enough, try to dress neatly and don't wear flowers. The boys are much more careless, but they are well prepared in terms of eating and drinking.

Rough barbecue grills sit on homemade wooden racks, and cloudy rice wine is carefully divided into each coarse porcelain bowl, and each person takes turns lighting the fireworks. There were those who told jokes eloquently, laughing crookedly, and accidentally spilled the wine in the bowl on the bonfire, splashing sparks.

Jun Changning stood in the shadows, looking at them seriously.

A naughty little fat man saw someone in the corner and shouted at her enthusiastically, "Why are you standing there, why don't you come and play with us?" ”

As soon as he shouted, the others also looked at them curiously, not understanding who was there.

Jun Changning pinched her fingers, tried to pull out a smile, slowly walked to them, squatted down uncomfortably, and the others immediately gave her a place.

The atmosphere was a little strange for a while, and Jun Changning began to regret his arrival, ruining their lively and happy Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Y-What's your name? Why haven't we seen you yet? It was the little fat man who called her before who spoke first, he looked like he wanted to look at her but didn't dare to look at her, his cheeks were red, and he lowered his head to add firewood to the fire.

The others also reacted one after another, and their eyes unconsciously filled with awe and curiosity when they looked at her.

The atmosphere was finally a little lighter, Jun Changning sat on the ground with his knees crossed, and said with a smile: "I came earlier than you, and I can already memorize the lessons of the preaching hall, and I am usually on the mountain, so you don't know me!" ”

The others were originally shocked by her appearance and bearing, but at this moment, seeing that she was sitting with them without the slightest arrogance, they suddenly felt a little cordial. You's heart asked straightforwardly, "Then have you entered the Qi Refining Period?" ”

"Enter!" Jun Changning smiled and took a bowl of rice wine and said calmly.

"Can you teach us?" As soon as the little girl with a mole on the corner of her mouth opened her mouth, the atmosphere was quiet again. She seemed to know that her request was too presumptuous, and she wanted to make up for it, but she didn't know how to speak, and her eyes were red in a hurry.

Jun Changning patted her awkwardly on the shoulder, tilted his head and smiled: "Okay!" ”

As if she didn't expect her to agree, the little girl was so excited that she couldn't speak, and gave her the best piece of meat, and even poured the small bowl of rice wine she had shared into her bowl, and looked at her expectantly.

Jun Changning looked at her oily lips, and then at the rice wine in his bowl, drank it all with a tragic mood, and took a big bite of the barbecue before suppressing the nausea that wanted to vomit.

The others scrambled to please her, and Jun Changning hurriedly spoke: "I can't drink too much, well, let's start now!" The Qi refining period actually has nothing to do with qualifications, just cultivate according to what the master said, where don't you understand? ”

"I don't understand what the master said!" A skinny boy scratched his ears and cheeks, looking dazed.

The other children nodded in unison, looking at her depressedly and expectantly.

Jun Changning suddenly realized. The children of Daofeng are all from poor families, don't say reading, it's normal to not know a single big word. The master of the preaching hall was full of words when he gave a lecture, and even Jun Changning felt quite difficult to listen to it at first, not to mention that these poor dolls who had not necessarily produced a scholar in their families for eight lifetimes had never been born.

Once you get to the root of it, it's easy to get things done. Jun Changning explained the cultivation method in the best language, and the others tried it according to her, and they really understood.

There were more than a dozen disciples in this phase of the Dao Peak who had successfully induced qi into the body, and they were so happy that the Dao Peak Master smiled and personally sent them to the next trial, facing the surprised eyes of the other peak masters, he felt a little angry.

These are not important to Jun Changning, who quickly left his first experience as a teacher behind. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, she returned to the library and continued to live the days of learning characters, practicing, eating and sleeping.

The little turtle lay on the back of her feet, watching coldly as its owner occasionally read a book of poetry to it, and shrunk its head into the thick shell of the turtle with disinterest.

Jun Changning was angry and found that he didn't have the urge to throw it away, so he was relieved that he had grown a lot, and he was sad while knocking on the turtle shell.

When the surroundings of the Library Pavilion were full of wildflowers again, Jun Changning received two messages: one about Su Ming and the other about himself.