As a wealthy family in a small town, Mao Liuye's house is naturally extremely eye-catching, but also huge, the houses are neatly arranged, there is a small courtyard in the middle, in the courtyard, the old scholar is in the most eye-catching room in this courtyard class, the sun is dazzling and blurry under the blue sky, the wind chimes tinkle twice in the breeze, interrupting the students' sleepy thoughts.

Who would have thought that a man who was called a bully, the man that everyone feared, would have such a quiet and thriving home, and indeed no one should be disrespectful.

The so-called tree is a big wind, there are many people who explode, and the small courtyard smashes a pit like a cannonball. A group of children, plus their masters, looked into the courtyard with big eyes and small eyes.

The dust in the scorching sun is like a veil, there are two figures, one carrying the other, the two not strong figures show different styles, the standing one carrying the person, there is a feeling of tallness, might, cruelty and ruthlessness, and the other is the feeling of being miserable and magnificent, and the feeling of dying as he deserves. Apparently the thieves killed the loyal guards and created them.

A moment of tranquility, a moment of confusion, some children screamed in fear, some children picked up tables and chairs and were ready at any time, a group of children were still confused, the old master was full of atmosphere, put aside the children in front of him, and walked in the front.

The big man looked over.

"Please don't hurt these children," the old master used his body to block the student, and the sun fell on his face.

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"My brother choked, do you have any water here?" the dust faded, and it was a young voice, not fierce at all.

The one who was supposed to be killed, was pulling his throat at the moment and shouting for water.

Xiao Ying didn't care about anything, she couldn't steal food at every turn, and when she was carried by Xiao Bing and jumped into the yard, she was eating, and then choked.

The old master was stunned for a moment and asked the two disciples to go and get water.

Soon a disciple came back with a jar of water, and Xiao Ying held the pitcher and drank it, preferably with a burp.

Seeing that Brother Xiao Bing didn't leave after drinking water, the old master became nervous again.

"Your Excellency, is there anything else?"

"Can we stay for one night?" Xiao Bing said embarrassedly.

"Do you usually speak so straight?" asked the old master with a smile.

Then I heard an arrogant voice, "Who, that bastard dares to break into my house......"

The voice was broken, and the man should have said a few more words with his previous personality, but not today.

The old master looked over, and another disciple was coming with Sixth Master Mao. However, Mao Liuye's appearance is not quite right, like what he has eaten, and his mouth is wide open.

Then Mao Liuye walked over with a smile, looking as cheap as he was, and at the same time he inadvertently gestured to his subordinates.

Then the men under his hand hurriedly took the students away, on the grounds that children were obstructing the eyes of adults.

Then after a while, a group of subordinates prepared a table of delicious food and drink, Mao Liuye even poured wine himself, the old master accompanied him, and Xiao Ying Hu Saihai ate.

Xiao Bing grinned, "I just want to stay for one night, you're too polite." ”

Mao Liuye wiped his sweat, in the face of you monsters, can I not be afraid?

Mortals rarely see cultivators, not because of how far away the cultivators are, but because the cultivators are born from mortals, and if they stay in the mortal world for a long time, their hearts will be biased towards mortals, and they will forget their ambitions to practice, otherwise how can there be the legend of the Seven Fairies.

The mortal world is called red dust, not casually. Immortals will take the initiative to avoid those who threaten themselves from the so-called right path, so the practitioner stays away from the mortal world, and also despises the mortal world, and the mortal world makes people fall willingly, love is red, the heart is floating dust, stained with red, and the dust falls and the heart dies, so the mortal world is called red dust.

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Mao Liuye is an interesting person, very good at talking, Xiao Bing suddenly found that no matter who he is, if he doesn't pay attention, he will be tamed by this mouth that can speak, how smart people are in the red dust, smarter than cultivators, to be precise, if you want to practice, you have to have a clean place in your heart, so you have a lot of concerns, so your heart is not flexible enough, and naturally you are not smart.

Mao Liuye turned around and tested Xiao Bing's heart, why Xiao Bing came and what he was going.

If most of the disciples of the other pavilions would answer sincerely, or lie nonsense, Xiao Bing looked at Sixth Master Mao and asked, "Are you afraid that I will harm your family?"

Mao Liuye was stunned for a moment, but he had already determined Xiao Bing's heart, and smiled, "I'm really afraid, people are afraid of you special people"

"Then you point in the direction, the sky is very big, people like us, what should we do?"

"It's good to do anything, don't harm good people," Mao Liuye said.

"You're a bully, and it's not in your right to say that. Xiao Bing asked with a smile.

"You know that herdsmen raise sheep, good people are bullies who feed their families, only when they raise well, raise more, and bully can live well. Mao Liuye looked at Xiao Bing and was frank and natural.

"Is that still a bully?" Xiao Bing asked rhetorically.

"It's a bully, a bully is going to fight, if you get hurt, a good person will treat you, and if you don't have a good person, you can only wait for death. ”

"I feel a little mysterious, you're a wonderful person," Xiao Bing continued, "but good people also stop bullies from doing bad things, such as fighting." ”

"Then which bully will the good guy stop first? The bully won't be one!" Mao Liuye laughed.

"The worst one!" Xiao Bing thought for a moment.

"So I'm never the worst. Mao Liuye laughed strangely.

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Night soon fell, the candle lights lit up the small building, and Mao Liuye and the old master left.

The old master didn't say anything all night, but only said some gentle kind words. But when he left, he said that he was still a scholar, and he saw that Xiao Bing's face was not good, and suggested that Xiao Bing should not go west, and there was no way to find relatives.

Xiao Bing smiled and asked why.

The old master asked rhetorically, "Will you listen to me?"

"No," Xiao Bing said mischievously.

"Then did I explain it clearly, or did you meet and see it clearly?"

"You did it on purpose"

"Smart"

"How do you tell?" Xiao Bing was curious why the old master said that the west side was looking for relatives.

"You always look to the west casually, and you are a monk, and you are still young, so naturally you have left your hometown early, away from your relatives. ”

The old master's meaning was very clear, and he persuaded Xiao Bing to leave early to find relatives, and his method was particularly boring.

"Your routine is deep enough!Does it work?" Xiao Bing looked at the old master with bad intentions.

The old master stroked his beard, "If you have a thought in your heart, it will work." ”

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There are only Xiao Bing's brothers in the lonely small courtyard at night, Xiao Bing is sitting on the beam of the house and drinking, Xiao Ying is fighting with Guagua, and the lively Xiao Bing has to be on the roof alone to avoid trouble.

Drink two sips, but a little drunk in front of the empty moon, think about today, he thinks that Mao Liuye is very interesting, when he doesn't know whether he is good or bad, find a reason to remove the children at home, and at the same time dare to talk to himself like a man, it seems to be flattering, but he is tempted in every way, and then he is sure that he is not a murderer, but he is showing off his life opinions, seemingly naïve but secretly ambitious, seemingly exaggerated, in fact, with a little temptation to woo.

Then there is the interesting old master, the last words of the old master were said after Mao Liuye left, obviously with an attitude of not wanting to let himself wade into troubled waters, and he didn't want to be co-opted by Mao Liuye.

Xiao Bing sighed, this family is interesting.

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Half an hour of excitement, Xiao Ying and Guagua, Xiao Ying crawled next to Xiao Bing and fell asleep, Guagua sat on the highest horn of the house with his own flame flower head, like a little lion, looking like a spirit.

Xiao Bing was bored alone, so he talked about Mao Liuye's family to Guagua, and he didn't care whether Guagua understood it or not.

The moonlight eaves, the nagging Xiao Bing, the quiet melon, the world unconsciously appeared a fluorescent point, these fluorescent points, large and small, far and near, revolve around the melon, like a sea of stars.

Xiao Bing was a little surprised, stopped talking, looked blankly, and was always ready just in case.

Guaga tilted her head and stood up straight to look at the fluorescents.

Suddenly, a sigh came out of Guagua's mouth, it was a human voice, full of vicissitudes.

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Then the fluorescence flew into Guagua's flame head, like a hurricane converging, and it ended in an instant.

Guaga fainted, fell, and then landed in Xiao Bing's outstretched arm.

Xiao Bing felt what was going on......