Since then, Chang Feng's life has had the task of educating mentally handicapped little fairies.

Fortunately, Chang Feng soon discovered that although their last god companion was ignorant and ignorant, just like other creatures born into this world naturally, he knew nothing about the world or himself, but after all, he was still the main god nasal bone, and his intelligence was far from being comparable to that of ordinary creatures.

But after more than a month, the little one can already speak and read and write fluently.

There is no habit of writing books among the gods.

Their lives are slow and indefinite, and they are not forgotten. Every minute and every second of the memory is deeply imprinted in their minds, and every bit of joy and sorrow that has passed, as long as they are willing to think about it, will always be as clear as ever.

The books that the little guy reads are all brought back from human society.

This god of calamity, who is always gloomy and low, seems to take special care of the little guy, and it is the first time that Chang Feng has seen him so concerned about things other than creating disasters.

"Don't you think that her existence is simply the most perfect creature of the Lord God?"

When Chang Feng asked, that's how he replied.

"As a god, with the duty of expelling disasters and not forgetting, but being born ignorant of this world, can you understand what that means, Lord Luna?"

During the month, through the instinctive consciousness that the little one occasionally displayed, they had already guessed her duties.

Looking at the little guy's eyes, it was as if they were glowing, but Chang Feng had a calm face and couldn't speak.

He certainly knows what that means.

This means that this girl needs to be like a human being, to experience the seven passions and six desires, love and hatred, and when she grows into a god as mature as them, every understanding of love and hate is a vivid memory that she cannot erase after experiencing it herself.

"The better you treat her now, the more it hurts when she learns to hurt—"

He laughed stupidly, "What a perfect eternal tragedy this is......! Oh, it's perfect, it's the most perfect piece of art I've ever seen, and I feel like I'm going to fall in love with her. ”

The little one was learning to draw with a pencil in her hand, and she seemed to enjoy the process, with a big smile on her fleshy little face.

"I'm not going to let her go through that. ”

Chang Feng kicked him out of his space with a cold face, "Don't come in the future, I don't want my children to learn from you." ”

"You can't stop it—"

Laughing, "You know, Chang Feng—"

"No one can stop a god from growing—"

Chang Feng cut off the sound with a gloomy face, and when he turned around, he saw the little guy looking at him behind him.

"What's wrong?"

Chang Feng put away all his gloom in an instant, and a warm smile like a spring breeze appeared on his face.

"Isn't the master upset?"

The little guy asked in a milky voice, and then looked behind him with a wrinkled face, "Is it because you're here?"

"The master is not unhappy, is the little guy unhappy today?"

Chang Feng picked up the little one and let her sit on his arm.

"Happy!"

The little guy left it behind in a second.

She didn't like this guy at all, and when she saw him, she felt uncomfortable, and always wanted to beat him, and it was better that he would never dare to appear in front of her again.

I don't know what a dead little thing is, but for the time being, I can only think of this level.

But this person seems to be very good to her, which also makes the little guy a little entangled.

She didn't quite understand why she hated that person so much, but that person was still so good to her.

Why is it so simple that you hate me and I hate you when things in the world are not you?

But whatever, there are so many things she doesn't understand, learn slowly, and one day she will understand.

"I've figured out what to name myself!"

The little thing excitedly hugged Chang Feng's neck and shouted.

"Is that great? And what did you name it?"

Chang Feng asked with a smile.

"I saw a poem today, I'm a guest, why don't you be afraid of Wusheng, it feels so cool!"

Chang Feng looked at the little guy's bright eyes and was a little amused, "So you want to call a guest?"

The little guy wrinkled his nose and stared at Chang Feng with blinking eyes. Chang Feng always felt that this little thing was disgusting himself.

Sure enough—

"Master, you are so tasteless!

Chang Feng: "......"

"And what do you say you're going to call it yourself?"

"Of course it's Wusheng!"

The little guy immediately put on a smug expression, "Isn't it nice?"

Chang Feng: "......"

"But don't you think the name is unlucky at all?"

Just after listening to Zhe's words, Chang Feng, who is not very stable now, thinks that it is a bad omen.

The little guy hummed suspiciously, and successfully let Chang Feng know that this little thing didn't understand anything auspicious or unlucky at all.

Chang Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.

I said that I wouldn't let the little guy become like he said, but in fact, I knew very well in my heart that this was the path that the little guy was destined to take.

In fact, there is never anything auspicious or unlucky about the text itself, whether it sounds good or not, all the good and bad meanings are given to it by the people who use it.

"Forget it, then you will be called Wusheng in the future. ”

"Good!"

The little guy immediately smiled, "Then Master help me think of a surname!"

"Okay. ”

Chang Feng walked around the house a few times, and the words were entangled in his mind, so that he couldn't think of anything good, and after thinking for a while, he had to say: "You, like Master and Bozi Period, are all gods who belong to the East, otherwise, your surname is Dong, right?"

The little guy thought about it for a few seconds, and his eyes curled, "Okay! After that, my name will be Dong Wusheng!"

"Okay, well, then Master will call you Xiao Wusheng. ”

Xiao Wusheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded reluctantly.

This reluctant little expression on his face made Chang Feng laugh directly.

This little thing is not an ordinary human child, although it is still ignorant and immature, but the arrogance that belongs to the gods has been revealed, she doesn't like Chang Feng touching her head, or adding a small word in front of her name, and when she reads, writes, and practices the piano, she also refuses Chang Feng to order a mini model for her, asking for the same thing as Chang Feng.

Although Chang Feng insisted, she would reluctantly agree.

Thinking of the path that this child is destined to take in the future, Chang Feng can't help but want to see more of her innocent appearance of a child now, and he can't help but deliberately tease her.

Let's start teaching her spells tomorrow.

Chang Feng thought to himself.

This child was born with strong spiritual power, even if she didn't deliberately cultivate, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was constantly converging on her.

Heaven and earth still need her in the end.

Chang Feng sighed in his heart.

Be strong, little one.