Xu Mo was lazily lying at the door of the kennel, with a real cat lying there next to him, and chickens and ducks walking around. Seeing this 100% pure lazy cat, Xu Mo was extremely unhappy in his heart, why could this cat be named "Little Black", why was Lao Tzu's proper dog called "lazy cat"?

Thinking of this, Xu Mo looked at the lazy cat who had fallen asleep with his eyes squinted, but his butt was raised, and his tail slapped Xiao Hei's head hard. The lazy cat was also a little angry, meowing at him, Xu Mo naturally refused to show weakness, and began to bark twice.

"Lazy cat, why are you bullying Xiao Hei again?" Zhang Zhibi carried a wild boar on his back, opened the courtyard door, and barked at Xu Mo. However, the cat and dog war at home is not once or twice, and he doesn't really want to scold them, after all, today's harvest is not small and with a happy smile.

Wang Wang shouted twice to express his dissatisfaction, and then went back to the nest.

Just as Zhang Zhibi began to clean the prey and prepare to slaughter, the yard was pushed open again, and a 12-year-old boy stood at the door covered in bloodstains, with blood marks on his body, and blood continued to flow down on it. Now his fists were clenched tightly, as if his hatred had not yet been vented, and he returned home with an unwilling but extremely depressed face.

"Jing Yi, why are you fighting with people again?"

Zhang Jingyi glanced at his father, did not speak, and walked back to the house without saying a word.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Zhang Zhibi was a little distressed, but he didn't come forward to ask for warmth, so he could only sigh helplessly. This village called Shapoling is one of the Wu family's spheres of influence, but their ancestors came because they fled, and finally did hard labor in the Wu family to stay, and it is precisely because of their foreign surnames that they are inevitably bullied.

Especially Zhang Jingyi's mother has an extraordinary background, after Zhang Zhibi married his daughter-in-law before, he was jealous of many geniuses of the Wu family who had spiritual roots and had the qualifications to cultivate the truth, so he made it difficult many times.

Zhang Zhibi's father and son did not have spiritual roots, in other words, they were ordinary people who did not have the qualifications to cultivate the truth, and their status was very different from those monks with spiritual veins. Although the Zhang family has passed on the practice of physical martial arts, it is specially cultivated for those who have no spiritual roots, so ordinary monks are not afraid, but they have always endured it in order to seek a stable Zhang Zhibi.

And the Wu family seems to be quite jealous of Zhang Jingyi's mother, even if they have been away for many years, they don't dare to make too many mistakes, which also allows the father and son to have a stable life.

However, adults are jealous, but children don't have so many worries, since he was a child, Zhang Jingyi has been sneered at by other children in the village, scolding him for being a motherless child. After all, there are too few things that have been experienced, and Zhang Jingyi will fight every time he is like this, even if the other party is a child who is considered a genius with spiritual roots, he is not afraid, and he will not make a mistake.

Of course, the presence or absence of spiritual roots has a great impact on the strength, speed, and reaction capabilities of the human body, and the two are not on the same level at all. Even if Zhang Jingyi has followed his father to learn this physical martial arts since he was a child, and he has beaten a child who is several years older than him, he is still invincible in the face of people with spiritual roots.

On weekdays, Zhang Zhibi is extremely strict with his son, but Zhang Jingyi does not make any concessions on this matter, no matter how Zhang Zhibi reprimands, as long as someone scolds his father, even if he can't beat him with a ruffian-style stalker, he will let the other party lose a piece of meat. In the face of Zhang Jingyi's temperament, Zhang Zhibi could only sigh, but he also blamed himself for not being able to give the child a stable and complete home.

"Surnamed Zhang, hand over your rabbit cub to me!" Just as Zhang Zhibi sighed, there was an extremely loud roar outside.

Before Zhang Zhibi could stop the knife in his hand, the courtyard door was kicked open with a bang, and one of the door panels was kicked open directly from the door frame, and fell in front of a cat and a dog who were lazy lying in the nest with a pop. Xiao Hei was taken aback, and immediately ran away with a meow, Xu Mo was extremely calm, raised his eyelids to look at the door panel that was still dusty on the ground, and closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Lao Tzu is an old monster who has lived for dozens of lifetimes, and now even if he becomes a dog, how can this guts be comparable to Xiao Hei's stupid cat?

However, when Xu Mo was still just scoffing, he suddenly keenly caught a gust of wind coming, although he was used to living a stable life, he had been reincarnated many times and had experienced countless lives and deaths, a keen sense of danger still made Xu Mo suddenly wake up, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he jumped up almost reflexively and ejected to the side.

Looking back, the dirt floor where Xu Mo was lying before was already a two-inch-deep ravine, and the kennel where he lived was all scattered into pieces. If he hadn't dodged before, this blow would have been fatal.

"Who is so short-sighted and wants my dog's life?Bah, there is a chance to see if Lao Tzu doesn't bite you to death!" The little life was almost gone in an instant, and Xu Mo scolded his mother in his heart.

Xu Mo raised his dog eyes and looked over, and a sturdy middle-aged man pulled a young man covered in injuries and walked into the courtyard menacingly, full of anger. It happened that the kennel was near the gate of the courtyard, so the middle-aged man kicked the kennel to pieces, and he wanted to solve the big yellow dog together, but he didn't expect this unattractive leprosy dog to react so quickly and dodge.

Of course, the man didn't think too much about it, just glanced at the earth dog, and then yelled at Zhang Zhibi, who was busy with his work: "Hand over that bastard boy of yours, I want to see how capable he is!"

"Wu Ba, when you come to my house, it's a mess, what does this mean?" Zhang Zhibi stopped, put down the pig-killing knife, and looked at the middle-aged man with a vicious face without any fear.

"What do I mean, you can still say it!" Wu Ba was furious, and pulled a teenager on the side forward, "Look at what that son of yours has done to my son!"

Xu Mo, the father and son who came to the door, knew each other, after all, he had been wandering around the village for three years, and he knew very well which child had a cold and fever, whose daughter-in-law stole a man, and so on.

Wu Ba, as his name suggests, is an overlord in the village, and he has been cultivating for a while with the extremely rare spirit root physique, but the spirit root only shows that he has the qualifications to cultivate the truth, and it does not mean that he is talented. Therefore, after he has practiced for more than ten years, he is only a five-fold quenching body, and he is basically at the level of scum in the cultivation realm.

I don't know if it's a blessing from the previous life, Wu Basheng's son is called Wu Yaowu, not only the spiritual root physique, but also the talent is quite good, and he is also at the middle and upper level in the town, and now he is only thirteen years old and has already practiced to quench the body triple, and it is inevitable that he will surpass his waste wood father in time.

However, this Wu Yaowu has the same virtue as his father, relying on his spiritual root physique and the majesty of his father Wu Ba, he made a lot of trouble in the village. A while ago, I peeked at a girl in the next village who was caught taking a bath, and she was beaten up violently, and in the end she was brought back by Wu Baqiang.

Zhang Jingyi has fought with this evil boy a lot, although he is much worse than Wu Yaowu with a spiritual physique in terms of strength, speed and reflexes, but although Zhang Jingyi is a very peaceful kid on weekdays, if he is really provoked, the momentum of fighting is a deadly posture. So the two often fight, Wu Yaowu can have the upper hand, but he always has to suffer a little crime, and he can't take advantage of it.

Now Wu Yaowu's appearance is extremely miserable, his ears have been twisted open, it is estimated that he was torn hard, and there is blood flowing on it. All kinds of scratches and bites in other places are extremely obvious, and blood marks are on it, which is even more miserable than when Zhang Jingyi came back.

On weekdays, although Wu Yaowu suffered a small loss, he basically had the upper hand, and this time he was really defeated. It is estimated that he was also unwilling, so he came to the door to ask for a bargain.

"The things between the juniors are just fighting and messing around on weekdays, you see, both of them have also been injured a little, which can be regarded as a lesson for each of them. Jing Yi, this child is too young and a little ignorant, I will definitely discipline this strictly, how about this matter just like this?" Zhang Zhibi took a thick wild boar hind leg from the board and handed it to Wu Ba, "This is the game that just called, take it home and make up for the child's body." ”

With a snap, Wu Ba directly knocked the pig's hind leg to the ground, and said angrily: "What is the identity of my son? He is the future cultivation genius of the Wu family, what kind of thing is your bastard boy? The life of such a slut is not worth a single hair of my son, just say it?"

Zhang Zhibi, who had been accompanying the smiling face and planning to calm things down, suddenly changed his face after hearing Wu Ba's words, and his face was obviously cold. "Wu Ba, my ancestors were favored and protected by the Wu family, so I respect you a little, don't think I'm afraid of you. ”

"Yo, I thought you had been a shrunken turtle for the rest of your life, and now you dare to lose your temper with me. If you hadn't eaten the swan meat, you would have been able to give birth to this? What is it to marry a capable wife? Isn't it just the same way to run away?" Wu Ba still looked disdainful.

"Don't scold my mother!" Before Zhang Zhibi could get angry, a thin figure ran out of the house quickly, and smashed a flat pole at Wu Ba in his hand.

"Little rabbit cub, don't blame me for finding your own death!" Seeing this battle, Wu Ba's face was also cold, and he was about to slap it with a palm when he gathered qi in his hand.

Wu Ba is a person with a spiritual root physique, and he is also a five-fold realm of quenching the body, and ordinary adult biao-shaped men can't resist the power of his palm, and he will definitely be seriously injured. What's more, Zhang Jingyi is only a 12-year-old boy, and he may really be killed directly if he really takes this palm.