Ten years later, it's another season of spring and autumn!

"Small Heavenly Thunder Technique!"

Under a hundred-year-old tree, a fifteen-year-old boy with a handsome face and a pure black robe stood on the top of this breezy mountain, the arc between the palms of his white jade eyes flickered, his lips moved slightly, and the arc converged into an electric current the size of a finger and thumb, falling towards the mountain stream.

"Boom!"

After a breath, the mountain stream thundered and rumbled, accompanied by a few birds flying out of the stream, and then it was calm again.

"Ten years, now I have become notorious in the lower land realm, like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, hehe..... Cancer? Perhaps! ”

The young man showed the vicissitudes of life, Yao looked into the distance, the sky, and it was still so blue.....

This young man is Xiao Xia after living in the Lower Land Realm for ten years, in the past ten years, the family that took him in at the beginning After the death of Bu Ya Nylon, the descendants of the descendants have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, and they can't wait to get out, divide his family business, and take one acre and three points of land to go their own way, not only drove him out of Xiao Xia, but also said that he saw Xiao Xia beat him once.

"This year, it's time to pay tribute to your old man!" Xiao Xia has not forgotten the original nylon of Bu Ya nylon, if it weren't for Bu Ya nylon, I am afraid that he would be kicked out of the house by everyone at the age of eight and let him live and die.

Every year today, he will go to the place where he was taken in to pay homage to Buya nylon.

Overshadowing the Taoist robe, Xiao Xia only revealed a pair of blazing eyes outside, and his footsteps jumped, his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped over the mountain stream dozens of meters wide.

.............................

Under the town of Baili!

"Get ready, we must catch this "tumor" this year, the year before last he actually let him run, I'm so unwilling! A group of seven or eight-year-old children gathered around, all with knives, guns and sticks in their hands, whispering and discussing something.

"Humph! If it weren't for the fact that Bu Zaiteng's waste didn't plug the "tumor", how could he have run away!? One of the children snorted coldly, looked at a six-year-old child who was still snotty, unable to hold a stick steadily, and his arm was trembling, and couldn't help but sigh.

In the past seven or eight years, every time Xiao Xia came here to pay tribute to Bu Ya nylon, he would be "attacked" by these little children, and their adults almost didn't care, completely regarded Xiao Xia as the object of their children's fun, and even today every year, some adults bet on whether these little children can successfully catch Xiao Xia.

"Okay, okay, Bu Zaiteng didn't mean to, and the time is almost up, let's hurry up and ambush it." Just when Bu Zaiteng was in an awkward situation and didn't know what to say, one of the little girls came out to help him break up the awkward atmosphere.

"Humph!" Seeing that the time was indeed about the same, the child refused to give up, and a cold snort occurred in his nostrils, and he was very dissatisfied and broke away from everyone.

The other little children also chose to go to the ambush site, leaving only Bu Zaiteng and the little girl still in place.

"Thank you....." Bu Zaiteng looked at the little girl gratefully, and opened his mouth for a long time before saying these three words.

The little girl smiled, and the corners of her crescent-like mouth did not speak, but ran towards the place where she was ambushed.

Seeing the little girl disappear from view, Bu Zaiteng touched the stick in his hand, sucked the snot back violently, and silently ran towards another place.

..................

"Click! Click! Click! ”

The light footsteps fell to the ground, making the little children who were ambushed in the dark extremely excited, and their hearts were excited.

"It's business as usual." Xiao Xia chuckled, he knew where these little children were ambushed, but he wouldn't play with them when he came in, every year, after he finished paying homage to the nylon himself, he would come to play with them.

Ten years have passed, many things have changed dramatically in Xiao Xia's life, and the only thing that has not changed is this familiar path.

Xiao Xia's footsteps suddenly disappeared in everyone's perception, and these little children are not surprised, because there is always a period every year, year after year, they have long been used to it, and even funnier is that these little children use such a period of time to "disappear the tumor", which is called "proof of the tumor", if there is no sound of the disappearance of this footsteps, they will also identify the other party's real "tumor".

Xiao Xia stopped, found the wall, and walked directly, under the effect of the wall piercing technique, Xiao Xia passed smoothly and unhindered.

"Alas, the grass grows taller again." A small overgrown dirt bag bulged out of the open land in front of him, which was the resting place where Bu Ya Nylon was buried, Xiao Xia shook his head helplessly, and reached out to gently uproot the weeds.

There are a lot of weeds, as if they can never be pulled out, but under Xiao Xia's silent "pulling seedlings to help grow", they were finally eliminated.

Retracting the red palm, Xiao Xia smiled, at the beginning he waved his hand to get rid of all the weeds in an instant, but he didn't do it, his smile seemed very inexplicable to outsiders, in fact, the bitterness in it was only understood by himself, pulling out the weeds one by one, expressing his heart to Bu Ya nylon, he had nothing to pay tribute to such a great benefactor as the other party, and there was only his heart.

After worshipping Bu Ya Nylon for a while, and bowing to the tombstone a few times, Xiao Xia left the place.

After penetrating the wall, Xiao Xia continued to accompany these little children as usual to "mess around".

"Click!"

Xiao Xia's footsteps appeared again, and the alarm bell suddenly rang in the hearts of these little children, and they took action one after another, picking up knives, guns and sticks in their hands and swarming towards the alley where Xiao Xia was.

"Hahaha, you can't run away this time!" Seeing that Xiao Xia was surrounded in the middle of the alley, and the four intersections were already guarded, the little kid who said that he was unwilling to let Xiao Xia run away the year before suddenly laughed.

"Oh?" Xiao Xia looked around with a pair of eyes and chuckled, "What year did you not say that?" ”

"Humph!" The little kid who embarrassed Bu Yateng pointed at Bu Yateng and snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for him last year, do you think you would have been able to run away?" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Xia didn't speak, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he raised a middle finger at the little boys, and then hooked his hand, full of provocation.

"Catch him!" The little kid gritted his teeth and shouted, then picked up the dick and grabbed it to Xiao Xia.

Xiao Xia smiled, full of fun, dancing in the siege of the little children, when he was on Earth, he was an Internet addict teenager, although he had not been exposed to hip-hop dance in reality, but the contact on the Internet was not necessarily less than the contact with people in reality.

The cool dance and the pretending painting style all the time are displayed in the eyes of these "soil buns" in the other world, shocking their vision.

"Bang Bang!"

Although there is no music to foreshadow, the sound of these little children's knives, guns and sticks is the best accompaniment for Xiao Xia, and the beat follows Xiao Xia's dance, which is very popular with all the little children.

Suddenly, just when the little children were exhausted and their heads were a little confused, Xiao Xia turned around and disappeared.

More than ten minutes, enough fun!

Xiao Xia took one last look at these little children and chuckled, "Missing!" ”