It's afternoon, and the sun is shining all over the house. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A gust of wind suddenly blew from outside the door, and Su Fan stood in the wind, letting his clothes and long hair flutter with the wind.

He completely ignored the little girl's annoyance, and was glancing at her faintly with a helpless smile on his face.

Su Fan felt that he was too well-behaved and obedient, and when people asked him to get up, he really got up. But when a person is under the eaves, he has to bow his head, who told his stomach to be angry, and still waiting for someone's roast chicken to fill it?

With a leisurely sigh, he raised his eyes and swept the temple, although the dark gray ancient building was dilapidated, he could still vaguely imagine the grandeur and solemnity of the past.

In the center of the main hall, a bronze giant tripod is mottled with green traces, and the corners of the walls are also covered with cobwebs, and most of the interior furnishings are decayed and unusable. The doors and windows are broken, the vermilion paint is peeling, and although it looks a little desolate and lonely, the majestic temple still stands for thousands of years without falling.

The ancient temple has gone through all the vicissitudes of life, and the gods enshrined in the main hall have not been incense in the world for a long time, but they are still high up, with a bird's-eye view of the joys and sorrows of the world. Outside the hall, the grass is green, the stone steps are covered with moss, the worn drapery swaying in the wind, and the gold plating, so that you can't see the miracle of God, and you can't hear the legend of God.

Su Fan looked at the idol silently, and suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, he wanted to kneel down like this, kneel in front of the idol that was no longer golden light, praying to get rid of the shackles and manipulation of fate, and start a real life again.

But he knew that he must not kneel, and if he did bend his knees, his soul would never be able to stand up straight. If God wants to play tricks on him, how can he easily let him go just by kneeling? Therefore, he can only face himself, face life, and face the gods in front of him...

The little girl looked at the pensive Su Fan quietly, and Huo Ran felt a burst of distress, she wondered very much why she wanted to hold this hateful little boy tightly in her arms and give him the deepest care and comfort. It was the first time in her life that she had become so gentle, but she had not done so, for it was at this moment that the old beggar coughed softly.

She turned her head and saw her grandfather looking at her with a playful expression. The little girl's face turned red, and her heart suddenly felt hot.

"Hehe, it seems that Xue'er is not convinced, and wants to try Xiao Su Fan's talent!" The old beggar put away the ambiguity on his face, stroked the wooden stick in his hand, and said with a smile.

"That's right, grandpa, I don't believe this little villain can have a lot of talent. The little girl pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

"Hey, can you be polite, why am I a little villain?" Su Fan was immediately unhappy when he heard the little girl call him a little villain.

"Hmph, don't you dare to listen to your sister, aren't you a little villain?" the little girl said with her head held high, a small breast that was beginning to take shape, and her eyes were blazing.

"I... When did you become my sister again?" Su Fan pointed at himself and then at the little girl, and suddenly he was speechless.

"Cut, I'm older than you, of course I'm my sister. Relying on the advantage of her height, the little girl gently patted Su Fan's shoulder and said with a wicked smile, "Little brother Su Fan, you just obediently accept your fate!"

Su Fan grinned, and was speechless for a while.

"Little Su Fan, come with me, let my sister see your talent!" The little girl saw Su Fan's helpless look, and suddenly felt that he was very cute, and she felt very comfortable in her heart, she jumped to a vacant place in the main hall, and said very happily.

"Well, don't look at it..."Su Fan shook his head lightly and said listlessly.

The little girl looked at Su Fan in surprise, then at the old beggar, blinked and said, "You don't have to worry about my sister, I'm not so fragile, so I'm not afraid of being hit!" ”

When Su Fan heard this, a bitter smile suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart that it would hit you, I thought, just my waste wood, thank God if you don't hit me!

"Hey, what's the matter with you?

"What's so beautiful, I haven't seen a waste wood for a thousand years, and my qualifications are extremely low. Su Fan thought of his dantian, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "If you still have a little sympathy, don't sprinkle salt on other people's wounds!"

"You..."The little girl felt a little inexplicable, Su Fan's unpleasant performance instantly made her feel angry, "Hmph, grandpa said that you are a genius in the sky, but you are still there to put on a score, saying that your qualifications are extremely low and you need compassion, how can you embarrass those people with mediocre qualifications like this? Excessive modesty is pride and complacency, do you understand?"

"Cut, your grandfather is an old fool, do you believe his words?" Su Fan rolled his eyes and looked at the old beggar, and snorted coldly.

"You dare to say my grandfather, see if I don't kill you little villain!" As soon as the little girl heard Su Fan say that her grandfather, she instantly became anxious, and when she pounced on her with teeth and claws, she was about to beat Su Fan violently.

Su Fan was not to be outdone, and his blood and qi surged in an instant, and he quickly put on a posture and was ready to fight with her.

Seeing that the two were about to pinch together, the old beggar shook his head helplessly, and had to stop loudly: "Okay, don't make trouble, you two really don't make people worry." ”

After he finished speaking, he slowly stood up, walked to Su Fan's approach, and asked lightly, "Do I look like an old fool?"

"Of course, if you can call me a genius, your confusion can be seen from this!" Su Fan looked at the old beggar, although he was slightly embarrassed, but he still met his gaze and replied.

"Hehe, I've lived so long, it's the first time someone has said this about me, and the other party is still a little doll, life is really interesting!" The old beggar stared at Su Fan kindly, and said with a smile, "Little Su Fan, why do you think that I said that you are a genius and an old fool?"

"Hmph, naturally there is evidence!" Su Fan raised his face and said with confidence.

"Okay, then you can say it quickly, little villain, I can't tell you how I can clean you up!" the little girl took the old beggar's hand and said viciously at Su Fan.

Su Fan looked at his grandfather and grandson with an indifferent expression, then turned his head to look up at the tall statue, and said calmly: "You say, a martial artist with a black dantian can't practice martial arts at all, what kind of genius will it be?"

"What! Black Dantian, you are actually a black dantian?" The old beggar grandfather and grandson were dumbfounded when they heard this, their faces were full of shock, and the two couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and said in unison.

"Yes, black dantian, pure black..."Su Fan sighed, glanced at the two of them, and secretly said What kind of expression do you have...

"Haha... Haha..."The old beggar got Su Fan's affirmative answer, and suddenly laughed, then shook Su Fan's shoulders, and said excitedly, "It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"