On the morning of the next day, the Qiantang Commercial Bank sent someone to send 800 gold coins, Demu was going to refuse, but under the continuous push of the comer, Demu accepted it very secretly, and asked the housekeeper to collect the money separately.

This money is really left to Xiao Xingqi, if Xingqi is a fool, this money may be able to let him live in the future, Demu thought leisurely.

A year later, Xingqi has grown a lot, purple hair, delicate face, can already stand and walk, is in good health, has never been sick, and has not even had a cold.

However, Xingqi just can't speak yet, and there is a little Mu Na on his face, which is not much different from many children, which also gives Viscount Demu some comfort, but Mu Na's eyes still make Demu more and more unwilling to see Xiao Xingqi.

After another two years, Xingqi can speak, but he can only say a few words, but Xingqi's body has never been sick, he will only run and play silly every day, and his purple hair has been draped, but Xingqi's congenital idiot can already be determined.

Aina always sees Xingqi running and laughing silly, so she silently sheds tears, and occasionally shows a smile, but this smile is a very bitter smile of parents, Xingqi is really a fool, and the fool Xingqi doesn't have to worry about life, he can be innocent and happy.

This is the only one who can be happy for Xingqi in Aina's mother, and the mother should be happy with this, but also look at this happy smile, which is a little more bitter than painful tears.

Demu occasionally came to take a look, since Xingqi was completely confirmed as a fool, it has become a joke in Heyang Town, especially after being teased by the two brothers when he went to Iron Bull City, he didn't care about Xingqi anymore.

Xingqi gradually became a thorn in Demu's heart, a thorn that made Demu unhappy at home and laughed at outside, if it weren't for Xingqi being Demu's biological son, if it weren't for Xingqi's measurement of the root bone when he was a month old, Demu still had a trace of fantasy, Demu might have expelled Xingqi from the house a long time ago, and let his life and death follow the sky.

However, as time went on, Demu, who had a very good temper, grew older much faster, and his temper became worse, and his dislike for Xingqi turned into a pressure on evil, and he was even implicated when he went to Aina, and Demu went to Aina less often.

It's been another three years, Xingqi is six years old, Xingqi is still a nerd, there is no laughter before, and the giggles are gone, because Xingqi has felt that the people around him in life are always pointing fingers at him.

Xingqi didn't know what they were talking about, and he didn't know why, but there was a natural feeling that it was right, they were hostile to him, and Xingqi no longer had a partner to play with him, so now Xingqi understood a little more than before, as if he was a little smarter, but he was more silent, and he spent two-thirds of his time in a daze every day.

It's been six years, Xingqi's performance has become more stupid, there is no more smirking, Aina is desperate, I thought that Xingqi will get better when he grows up, at least he can take care of his own life, but now the situation seems to be worse, Xingqi is even more stupid, and Aina has changed from the original beautiful girl to the old woman Xu.

Few people have come to the south of the manor now, and only two maids have been left who have come with him to marry, but there is no need to hear the ridicule and ridicule of others anymore.

Aina's family has never been in touch since she heard that she was no longer favored by Viscount Demu, or because she was angry with herself, but she was able to live in Nanyuan all these years and didn't get bored, thanks to the third son, Gray, who was very protective of Xingqi, the fourth brother.

Gray is 15 years old, and under the careful training of Demu, he has reached a one-star fighter, while the eldest prince Voss has only just reached a five-star fighter.

Gray looked at this deserted South Courtyard, his psychology was a little unpleasant, he was also born to a concubine, if he was also a fool, how could his current mother only live such a life, it might be worse than this, Gray had a strong sense of similarity towards Xingqi and Aunt Aina.

"The third young master is here, you are here to see the fourth son, where is the fourth son in the backyard, where is he playing?" Yahuan Xiaoru greeted her, and wanted to say that Xingqi was in a daze, but after hesitating, she changed to playing.

"Oh, yes, I'm not only looking for the fourth prince today, is the third lady here? You tell her for me, I can't come to see Xiao Xingqi anymore, I'm going to go to Jiangcheng College in Liangjiang County, and I can't take care of the fourth prince anymore in the future,

My family also has a small manor in Heyang Town, where the house is relatively old, and it has not been repaired for more than ten years, so I suggested to my father where to let you live and where to be quieter. No one else will bother you. Okay, I'm going to see my fourth brother. ”

"Xiao Xingqi, what are you doing?"

"Third brother, you're here, Xiao Xingqi is thinking, if only I wasn't stupid, no one would dare to bully me and my mother, so Xiao Xingqi was thinking, when Xiao Xingqi became smart and stopped being stupid. Xiao Xing Qimumu said with his eyes.

"Xiao Xingqi, the third brother is leaving, and I can't come to see you anymore in the future, you have to listen to your mother, you know,......

As soon as the rooster crowed, Luoyang Villa was busy recording, today is the day when the third young master goes to Jiangcheng Academy to open school, which can be regarded as a great event in Luohe Villa in the past six years, so the whole villa is lively early in the morning.

Speaking of the third young master Gray, it is the pride of Luoyang Villa, he reached a one-star fighter at the age of fifteen, and it is very likely to become the existence of the king of the fight in the future, the king of the fight, what kind of existence is it, which can at least become the lord of the city, the lord of the city, even the servant of the Demu family who sweeps the floor also knows that the third young master will have great achievements in the future.

Eight horses and two carriages, one was a specialty of Heyang Town brought by the two uncles, and the other was for the third young master to load luggage and sit.

The servants were already busy recording, carrying the boxes, shouting and shouting, sending ropes to the horses, and loading the wagons.

The villa was busy recording, and the third young master was wearing a broad-knit sword, and he was 1.65 meters tall, which was really majestic.

In the south courtyard hut, Xiao Xingqi's mother Aina was also cleaning up, and the two maids and Aina were led by the old housekeeper's carriage to the old courtyard of the family.

Another three years have passed, Xingqi is nine years old, this is an attic in the old courtyard, the attic is Xingqi's bedroom, in the black night, there is a muddy blue light in the attic.

This blue light came from Xingqi's body, and in the dark night, the two rows of birch maple forests on both sides of the attic were tightly blocked, and no one noticed this abnormal light.

It's been nine years, and the Xuantian Sutra that Xingqi has practiced automatically since he was a child has finally reached the first level, and he has finally made up for his previous soul defects, and he has returned to a normal person, "Who am I, who is Xingqi......" Xingqi muttered to himself like a devil's upper body.

Memories slowly appeared in Xingqi's brain, pictures like phantoms, like dreams, and as if they were immersive, Xingqi's original squinted eyes opened, but their eyes seemed to be more confused.

These memories also have the Xuantian Sutra exercises, and there are some intrigue scenes among adults, Xingqi has been a genius for nine years, and even normal nine-year-old children are difficult to understand the conspiracy and calculations of these adults.

But Mu Na's Xingqi, with its white eyes and the filaments of its eyeballs, was beating slightly, and Xing, who was obsessed with the picture, found that his stupid head seemed to understand these pictures, a natural sense of intimacy.

Xingqi's wisdom is growing rapidly with the increase of the beating of the balls in his eyes, but Xingqi himself still doesn't know, of course, this is also because Mo Tian is afraid that his new self will suffer in this regard, and he uses a unique method to compress it, so that his reincarnated self can quickly accept it.

The blue light was gone until almost dawn, and Xingqi's eyes closed again, but at this moment they suddenly opened, and this was no longer a pair of Mu Na's eyes, but a pair of clear eyes.

Xingqi sighed, what a dream, a dream for nine years.

After nine years of dripping in front of his eyes, first-class tears fell, a little sorrowful, and then he shook his head, and a confident smile spread out brightly on his face.

The bones of the body are a little hard, but I am still at the age of growth and development, fortunately, that is, if I train well from now on, I can still tap my potential.

When he opened his eyes and looked at everything like a tree full of life and fresh air, the smile on Xingqi's face became even thicker, and two rows of white and neat teeth were revealed in his open mouth, "Everything new starts with running." A faint word came out of his open mouth.

In a square in the old manor, a nine-year-old boy was running. The faint mist is getting thicker and thicker, and the boy's purple hair has been wet with the fog, because the boy is running too fast, most of the fog water sticks to his shirt, and his clothes are also soaked by Han water and morning mist.

"56 laps, it's almost to the limit, okay, the extremes of things must be reversed, just run here, walk back slowly, fortunately, this Xuantian Sutra is really a good exercise, walking is also practiced, sitting and sleeping can be practiced.

But when fighting and exercising with all their might, they have to stop, and the cultivation of consciousness is much faster than the practice of the unconscious. "This is also Xingqi's nine years of unconscious cultivation before reaching the second layer, the colorless true qi is swaying on his body, his whole body is numb and itchy, very comfortable, Xingqi stretched twice, and most of his fatigue was relieved.

"Fourth young master, what's wrong with you, why are you wet all over, hurry up, dry the water on your head, change your clothes, what if you don't get sick, Xiaoru, hurry up and make a bowl of ginger soup for the young master." "Xiao Yin is also one of Aina's maids.

"Ah, Fourth Young Master, have you fallen into the water, hurry up and take off your clothes, I'll go and make soup for you, if you get sick, then don't let Madame worry about death." Xiao Ru also looked anxious.

The two maids were taken aback by Xingqi, and in a panic, they didn't notice that Xingqi was different today.

"Hehe, no need, I'm fine, haven't I been sick since I was a child, boil me a basin of hot water, I want to take a good bath, and then help me prepare a set of clothes."

Oh, prepare a basin of hot water for me every morning, and I'll have a bath every day from now on,......." Xingqi said as he thought, and his feet had already stepped through the inner door, not noticing that the two maids were looking straight at him.

"Fourth young master, are you okay? your illness is completely cured, have you returned to normal?" the two maids cried with joy, "God has eyes, you quickly change out of this clothes, take a bath again, I will give you hot water, Xiaoru, you go and inform Madame of the good news." Xiao Yin hurriedly lit firewood.

"Madam, the fourth young master's illness has been cured! Xiao Ru hurriedly banged on the door and entered.

"Ding," Aina, who was making clothes, dropped the scissors to the ground.