Black.

Silent black.

"What is this?"

"Uh, where is this?" Ling Qi came to his senses and saw a ball of pure white light. I looked down at myself, and ah, I had turned into a cloud of white light.

"Who are you?"

"I, I seem to be ......" Ling Qi's mind was flooding with memories, that unwilling drinking friend, that sword that made people despair. I'm supposed to be dead, so is this the afterlife?

"Who are you?" Only then did Ling Qi realize that it should be the white ball in front of him who was calling himself.

"Are you asking me?"

"Yes."

"My name is Ling Qi, are you?" Looking at the surroundings, the endless darkness was nothing. There is nothing in this afterlife, and there are only two people, what a double room.

"My name is Ye Hansheng, why are you here?" Listening to the voice, I don't feel very old. Forget it, what do you want to do so much when you're dead.

"Because I'm dead." Ling Qi felt the need to remind the guy in front of him.

"What the hell are you!" No, I thought wrong, this is not the world after death, but my chest has been penetrated.

He thought about it for a while, and simply asked, "Wait a minute, where is this?" ”

The dumpling on the other side was silent for a moment, and then replied, "This is the ring my mother gave me, what are you?" ”

"Rings?" Ling Qi felt more and more strange, but since he said that it was given by his mother, could it be, the fairy with a habit of cleanliness appeared in his mind, and quickly dropped this thought, "What is your mother's name?" ”

"Xiao Qianxue, my mother is beautiful."

It's not good, but there is a bit of loss in my heart. He wished he could hear that name, even if it was a surname, at least it meant that she knocked out. No, this little white ball in front of him, how can he feel that he is still a little younger.

"Wait. How old are you, Ye Hansheng? ”

The little white tuanzi in front of him was silent for a while, and then a small voice came out: "Four years old, what's wrong." I'm not afraid of you. ”

Four-year-old, that's supposed to be easy to deceive, phew, good to talk to: "Uh, I think I might have misunderstood something." ”

Ling Qi communicated with the child in front of him, and probably knew what kind of family this child was from the Yu Dynasty, not a big family, but the ancestor was an official. He is the eldest son of his Ye family, and there is a twelve-year-old sister in the family, and he doesn't know what the Mo family is talking to him. Finally, by asking him about the town he had stayed in before, he figured out that it was now three hundred years after his death. Three hundred years, looking at the appearance of this white ball now, Ling Qi sighed. He probably guessed what means Mo Haolan used to put his soul here, but he was still extremely disappointed in his heart.

"You don't seem to be happy?" Sensing Ling Qi's emotions, Ye Hansheng asked in a low voice.

Only then did Ling Qi realize that he was a little out of shape. Forget it, the little group in front of him is a child after all, and the mood should not be brought to the child. Let's go to the parents of the child and ask the specific situation: "It's nothing, by the way, you said that this ring was given by your mother, what about your mother?" ”

thought it was just a small problem, but Ye Hansheng was silent for a while after hearing it, and then his voice was full of crying and shouting: "My mother, my father said that my mother was killed by me." ”

Ling Qi only felt that his head was big when he heard it, no, I really couldn't deal with the child: "Don't cry, make it clear." ”

"Whoa, whoa...... My mother...... Wow wow......"

Listening to the endless crying, he was a little at a loss, no, there would be no siblings anymore: "No, what's the situation, this is, you really don't cry, I can't hear what you're talking about!" ”

After calming the child's emotions, Ling Qi asked about the situation. When his mother was pregnant with him, she was followed by thieves, and was stabbed in the body during the battle with the thieves, and fell ill in bed after giving birth to him, and died soon after. Ling Qi sighed again after hearing this, no wonder his father would say that, hard-working baby.

Looking at the little group in front of him who finally stopped crying, Ling Qi sighed and comforted: "So don't cry, your mother won't want you to be a crybaby." ”

Ye Hansheng's voice was still a little crying: "How do you know." ”

Ling Qi felt a little funny: "Because, how can any parent want to see their children cry." ”

Speaking of which, his life is miserable, and the ring has a spirit, how does this child look a bit like the protagonist in the world online text over there! So I'm here, wait, am I the old man? Ling Qi only felt strange in his heart, and then looked at the little white ball in front of him, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

Thinking that it was a four-year-old boy in front of him, Ling Qi only felt like a magic stick: "Do you want to make your father happy?" ”

"Can you do it?"

Ling Qi simply said to the end: "Ye Hansheng, I have seen a lot of situations like you before. So do you want to, or don't you want to. ”

"Yes."

The child can be taught, speaking of which, according to the routine in the online article, is it not to accept apprentices next, so he then said: "Then you ......" However, looking at the pure little white ball in front of him, forget it, what kind of grandfather am I a mortal, I don't know if you are a son of luck, but I want to do something, so I will teach you something, at least let you understand that your father doesn't really blame you, "You call me Brother Ling." ”

"Why?"

Ling Qi's reason was found quickly: "Of course, it's because I'm older than you." ”

Ye Hansheng was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "Brother Ling." ”

Listening to Brother Ling, Ling Qi thought evilly that he was now like a boss who was taking in a younger brother. Looking at the little ball glowing with white light in front of him, Ling Qi wanted to see what kind of chemical reaction this little guy would have in the future with this immortal cultivation world under his influence.

Ling Qi straightened his mentality and said to Ye Hansheng: "I don't want to lie to you about anything, I'm not a fairy grandfather, and I'm not a plug-in launcher. I'll just tell you some stories, stories from another world. ”

Ye Hansheng didn't understand, and wondered: "What's the use of listening to stories." ”

Ling Qi: "Are you literate now?" ”

"My dad said he didn't go to school until he was six years old."

"You can't read, you can't read, and you don't know the importance of books. If you can't read, then you can only say it. Books are a good thing, there is a golden house in the book, and the book is like jade. Ling Qi's mind came up with those writings from his previous life, he couldn't teach this kid to become a strong man, but at least let him not go astray, "So you don't listen to my story." ”

"I want to listen."

Looking at Ye Hansheng, whose tone became sincere, Ling Qi thought about it and slowly spoke: "You are only four years old, then I will start ...... A monkey starts talking. Ling Qi actually doesn't remember much of the content, after all, he actually watched more TV series, but when he was half reminiscing and half thinking about how to say it, he still showed a different world to a four-year-old child.

Qi actually didn't expect Ye Hansheng to really understand anything, after all, the other party was only four years old. As for why I said monkeys first, it is not the weight of the four famous works. Mainly, for a while, I didn't think of what a thousand and one nights, Aesop's Fables. I am really the most embarrassing one among the traversers, why didn't I read two more books at the beginning, and I hated less when the books were used.

"Are you a little tired?" Seeing that there was no light in the ball in front of him, Ling Qi stopped the story and asked. Although he didn't understand why he and Ye Hansheng were the same in this ring, he could see that the white light on his body was still there, and the white light on Ye Hansheng's body became dim with time. Guessing it should be related to the power of the soul, but I don't know if it's because of age, or because I'm dead and have no body bondage.

"But you're not done yet." Xiao Tuanzi's voice was still a little unfinished, but Ling Qi could already hear the tiredness.

"The story can be told at any time, and I can't run away." Ling Qi didn't care about the story or anything, he was just thinking about how he was going to recall those fairy tales now, the famous books were more or less dark, and those really didn't know how to say it.

"Brother Ling, I'm leaving."

"Okay."

Looking at the dark world in front of me, I tried to roll a little, and I was able to move. Just looked at the scenery everywhere, and after thinking about it, he was afraid that Ye Hansheng would not be able to find himself, so he simply lay down on the spot and went to sleep directly.

"Brother Ling, I'm here."

"Ah, how long have you been gone?" Ling Qi opened his eyes and looked at the small group in front of him, and then realized that he didn't even have a sense of time here. Speaking of which, this kid has no defense, and it stands to reason that what he sees now should be his father or other elders. But it's okay, the mind is pure to learn things quickly.

"It was dark when I went back, and it was early in the morning."

No, isn't it common sense that you should rest for a few days before you can come in, is this child special, or is this ring special. Ling Qi listened to a somewhat excited voice, but he didn't bother to think about it. "So you came here after a good night's sleep."

"I want to hear the rest of the story."

"Where did you talk about yesterday?"

"Speaking of Bodhi Ancestor accepting disciples."

"Then continue today."

While Ling Qi was telling the story, he was also asking for some information from the outside world, and when he confirmed that Ye Hansheng's father would not discipline him strictly, he made an agreement with Ye Hansheng for three chapters.

First, listening to stories should not affect normal life.

Second, if you don't understand, you can ask directly.

Third, every time you listen to a story, you have to write down the time.

Ling Qi suddenly thought that he was fortunate that he was in a coma before, otherwise he might go crazy directly after spending three hundred years in his soberness. With the current appearance of this group, there is no place to even commit suicide. How did those immortals endure loneliness and penance for so many years, maybe they were really not suitable for cultivating immortals.

So after talking about the monkey and the princess about the prince, the days passed day by day.

Through Ye Hansheng's feedback, Ling Qi discovered that this side actually had a similar division of the year as the world over there. The twenty-four solar terms were crossed one by one, and Ye Hansheng was five years old.