After the war, people began to rebuild their homes, and the displaced people finally found a place to live, and began another cycle of multiplication, reincarnation.

The old man of time took his vigorous steps and strode forward, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years of time hurriedly slipped through his fingers like a stream of water.

The antique town, the small bridge and flowing water are printed into fun, the pavilions and pavilions are symphonically reflected, the breeze blows on both sides of the green willows stretching their bodies, a warm town scenery, people who come here will feel a long-lost comfort.

The lazy swaying of the sun, the quiet and serene morning and afternoon time, accompanied by the warm sunshine, make people feel a sense of drowsiness.

"Stinky boy, you stop me"

There was a shocking roar at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and the location happened to be in the house where the plaque of the private school was hung.

"Ahem! Which little ancestor of the Shen family is messing around again" Hearing this roar, the fortune teller who was setting up a stall at the foot of the wall sighed helplessly, and he was already numb to this seemingly commonplace scene, listening numbly, and watching numbly.

People are used to it.

"Good girl, this kid doesn't know what a stop is?" The middle-aged woman who was selling vegetables on the side also joined the topic, and her hands were not idle, she was busy collecting the vegetables she bought into the bamboo basket, and the fortune teller no longer cared about it, turning her head and busy soliciting her own business, each doing her own business.

Of course, there are also some good people who follow in the fun.

"Come on, come on, start gambling, bet on the next side for two hours, bet on the next side for an hour, Tong Suo is not bullied, buy it and leave it!"

The good people flocked to the gambling table, and took out the silver with excitement on their faces, thinking that they must have a good luck today.

"Oh, little ancestor, don't pass over from my room......! It's all over," the fat aunt who was drying clothes in her yard shouted loudly at the top of her voice, seeing that the ceiling that had only been repaired yesterday had opened the skylight again, and the pain in her heart was gone.

"What are you anxious about, the loss will be made up to you by the Shen family" While knocking on the melon seeds, he opened the window to look at the lively young woman, with a look of schadenfreude, teasing the fat aunt, but the good times did not last long, and a figure rushed over the eaves.

When she came back to her senses, a shrill voice erupted from the young woman's mouth, "Mom! my flowers, which I have worked so hard to find, I have only recently bought." ”

Screaming, the figure has long been gone, looking at a mess of broken flowers and willows, the young woman stared blankly.

The fat aunt next door saw it clearly, learned a sharp voice, and replied, "What are you anxious about, the Shen family will make up for the loss." ”

Then it was really lively, and the shouts and shouts spread as if they were contagious, and the crowd in the town mixed together like churning sugar.

At this time, one guy stopped running, stood on the roof, and looked at the chaotic scene below with a "hehe" smirk, as if he was watching something interesting.

People raised their heads and finally saw him clearly, a young child's face, delicate appearance, looking at most a teenager, a pair of starry eyes shining and smart.

"Young master, young master, come down, come down! My ancestor, you really want the life of the old slave," a roar suddenly came from below.

Hearing this roar, he began to run again, grimacing at the people on the ground as he ran, and stomping his feet in anger as he ran.

"It's all dead, don't chase me yet" greeted a few more people dressed as servants around him, and chased forward one after another.

Seeing the little master climb onto the roof, the person who called himself the old slave said hello, the servants squatted down and set up a human ladder, the old slave stepped on the backbone of everyone and touched the eaves, and the moment he touched the eaves, a window under him was pierced open by a bamboo, and the tip of the bamboo stabbed directly at the old slave, and then a group of people rolled like a collapsed pagoda.

The old slave finally crawled out of the crowd, covered the old waist that was very painful, and kicked the servants one by one, "The waste is not yet for me to chase, chase quickly!", the servants quickly got up and chased the young man.

The boy dropped the bamboo pole in his hand, jumped on the edge of the window and ran to the eaves, and disappeared to the top of the eaves like an ape.

After a while, the boy was pushed to the ground by the servants, and some of the houses were so high that he couldn't jump on them!

So the chase race started again, and the servants chased after them, shouting "Young master, young master, don't, don't run."

The boy not only did not stop, but shouted as he ran: "Come on, come and chase me! If you can't catch up, hit the board, ha, haha" and sprinkled a happy laugh.

The servant who was running in front saw that he was about to catch up with the young man, stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder, the young man's eyes slid around, he suddenly braked sharply and contracted downward, cleverly dodging the big hand behind him, kicked his right leg, and turned his left foot sharply sideways, flashing from the side.

The servant who followed behind, but could not see the front, ran forward by inertia, and rushed into a courtyard surrounded by fences, against the person in front.

Everyone heard the terrible chirping of pigs, and a group of people tossed back and forth in the pigsty.

On the way that the boy had to pass, a tall young man hid in the dark around the corner, waited patiently, and saw the young man running towards him, and the young man attacked directly without saying a word.

"I can't catch you this time"

The young man hurriedly lowered his head, narrowly avoided the young man's big hand, and reached under his crotch, a smoothbore leg slid over like a loach, and without looking back, he leaned back and dragged on the young man's waist, and then jumped up with the pile of debris piled up on the side, and jumped up on the opposite wall.

The young man stood in place, thinking that the young man would definitely not be able to escape his Five Finger Mountain, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

A cool breeze hung up, and the young man said "Huh", why is it cold below?

I didn't look at it or tighten it, I was startled when I saw it, my face was red, the trouser belt on my pants disappeared for some reason, and my pants were slowly slipping off.

"Haha, haha" downstairs looking at the lively crowd, looking at the scene in front of him, there was a burst of laughter.

"Get out, laugh, don't chase yet" The young man saw that the servants were also laughing at himself, so he was angry, and scolded loudly while holding his trousers in his hand.

The boy, in turn, stopped running, and squatted on the eaves, holding a black trouser belt in his hand, which flew in the wind.

"Haha, shame, shame, the same move in front of me, it's useless to use it again, you don't know!"

"Boy, don't be too happy, I'm going to call your name" The young man said angrily, pointing at the child with one hand and grabbing his pants with the other, the expression on his face was extremely embarrassed.

"Uh, don't shout, be careful that I ask grandpa to punish you" When the young man heard this, his little face immediately changed, and at the same time he threw out a proud killer feature, is it useful?

The young man touched the back of his head, thought about it, and changed his tone again, "Brother, good brother, good brother Qi Ziqiang, I can't say it, I really can't say it, I'm your best and most obedient brother!"

The young man kept begging for mercy, and Ziqiang didn't eat his brother's set at all, thinking that the boy still laughed at me when he saw you, and called me ugly in public, what else is it good to Qi Ziqiang brother, because you think of it with this slippery head, don't you call me ugly? I also want you to show off and yell.

―Shen Mumu"

The crowd fell silent for a moment...

But soon the crowd burst into laughter.

"Hey, why is this strange name?" asked a stranger with a flat shoulder on his shoulders.

"You don't know this, right! Our master of the Shen family here is a famous soul master, when the little master was born, his grandfather gave him an order, saying that there is a lack of water and wood in the five elements, and the word 'Mu' is easy to raise, so it is called Mu Mu, and it is said that it is not allowed to change ......" The vendor who understood the situation on the side said casually.

"Oh, that's interesting, hey, wait, what are you talking about, soul master, you still have soul masters here" The stranger reacted immediately, and his face was surprised.

"What's that, the Shen family is originally a soul master family, and according to legend, it is still the direct bloodline of a certain powerful person" A villager interjected, and his stomach was still upside down when he spoke, and his words were full of pride and pride, as if he was also a soul master himself.

"Amazing, our soul master is rare" The stranger sighed and secretly admired.

"Well, that's nature, we don't have many soul masters here" The villager sighed and sighed helplessly.

"Look, the show is on," I don't know who called.

As soon as Shen Mumu heard that his name was called out by his brother, he didn't give up, jumped off the wall and rushed towards his brother.

"Why, if you're in a hurry, do you want to be a brother, so you can use one hand or one foot..."Ziqiang sneered in a playful tone, and said as he carried his other hand on his back.

"Who wants you to let it, watch the fight" Mu Mu replied stubbornly, and started fighting directly without saying a word.

This is a battle of disparity in power, the young offspring of self-improvement is strong and strong, the thick meridians under the bronzed skin are faintly beating, hiding explosive power, and the hand joints are extraordinarily thick, and you can see that you are a practitioner at a glance.

What about Shen Mumu? A child about ten years old, his fair skin is as clear as jade under the sun, and his body may be a little taller than other peers, but it is only a little, and his small fists like bean sprouts are clenched.

Two people stand together and don't need to fight to know the result, but ......

After the official start of the war, the depression in Ziqiang's heart, one hand had to resist Mu Mu's flower fist embroidered legs, and the other was inseparable from the pants at all.

Ziqiang was born in martial arts, seized an opportunity, stepped forward with his feet, hit his shoulder sideways, hit Mu Mu's right arm biceps, blocked his left fist with his right hand, and slapped his brother's left shoulder with one hand.

The joking voice of "convincing or not convinced" sounded again.

"If you don't accept it, you don't accept it" Mu Mu stubbornly shouted, just not convinced.

"Isn't the kid's mouth hard" Ziqiang's hand was raised, and his strength increased a few points.

"Hmph" Mu Mu snorted coldly, stepped on his brother hard, and raised his head back.

"Step on my feet, and hit me with your head" Ziqiang, who was in pain with one move and two ways, also shouted, and the strength of his hand up was not so steady, only to hear the crisp sound of the bones.

"Ahh

Qi Ziqiang also panicked, and hurriedly let go of the restrained hand, and the beads of sweat on Shen Mumu's face were rolling, and his whole face was pinched together.

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