Five years later......

In the front yard of the Confucian family, a little boy with simple clothes, a delicate face and immature skin.

He was meditating on a flat gray-white rock in the courtyard, looking very serious.

He is the youngest son of the Kong family, Nanba...

Looking around, I noticed that there were still a few ornamental plum trees planted in the yard, and they were reasonably distributed behind the rock of Nan Bada Meditation.

Except for a cross-shaped cobblestone path that runs through the middle of the yard, the rest of the area is paved with small green grass.

There is also the multi-colored little chrysanthemum that shakes its little head, and the whole yard is full of fresh and soft atmosphere.

Outside the courtyard, the children of the neighbor next door were crying, and the cry passed through several walls, but it was still clearly audible.

At the same time, I can clearly hear the reassuring voice of the child's mother on the side.

The boy sitting in the courtyard was not distracted by the noise of the village during the day.

At this time, he was like a little mida, with a solemn face and no move.

A small cricket in the grass jumped on his fleshy little feet, but it didn't touch him in the slightest.

Suddenly, a crisp and immature child's voice broke this pure place.

"Brother, why are you meditating again? ”

A little girl of seven or eight years old, standing at the gate of the courtyard, said playfully in her immature voice.

This girl has two thin pigtails on her head, which are setting off, and her cute little face is particularly cute.

The upper body was wearing a flowing blue-bottomed robe, and there was a thin layer of lilac light gauze on the outside of the robe.

A breeze blew through the courtyard, and the little girl's lilac light gauze coat fluttered in the wind, like clusters of purple lavender around her, like a dream.

At this time, the little girl looked delicate, shaking her delicate and slender little hands. Walked in through the door.

The little face close to Nanba pouted naughtily with a small mouth, and said, "What a cute brother." ”

Nanba had already been dispelled by this loud sister and was interested in meditating. At this time, the front did not change his color and whispered to greet: "Sister, you are back." ”

Kong Tingyu glanced at Nan Ba and said almost without thinking. "How many times have I told you, our Confucian family doesn't have the talent for cultivation at all, you always don't believe it, hum~"

At this time, a woman's voice in the house came out: "Tingyu, cough~cough~." ”

"What are you doing? Don't disturb your brother to meditate. ”

"Ahem~cough~. ”

Since that unusual night five years ago.

"Mrs. Kong"

Because, because the essence was consumed too much that night, or because of the injury to the crystal lotus, the constitution has been weak, and often because of the speech, it is followed by several dry coughs.

"Mother, don't talk about it, drink some water, I'm not meditating. Nanba heard his mother's cough and immediately urged with concern.

"Ahem~"

"Mother knows. ”

Nanba, I saw my mother go to drink water. And the heart was put down.

Nanba then looked at Kong Tingyu seriously with an expectant look on his face, and said. "Sister, why are you called Kong Tingyu, but my name is Nanba? Shouldn't I be called Kong Nanyu, or Kong Xiaoba or something?"

Kong Tingyu, who was just about to go back to the house, suddenly stopped and turned to Nanba, and said, "I heard my father say that you were called Kong Xiaoba before, saying that since you gave you that name, you have been crying every day, and you always love to get sick." Daddy thought it might be because of the bad name, so he gave it to you, the name Nanba. ”

"That's too far-fetched, isn't it?" Nan Hachi muttered.

Suddenly, a trace of inexplicable information flashed in Nanba's head.

"Nan Jiyun... , South Eight. I'm Nanba, and Nan Jiyun's memory has completely merged with my own memory. ”

I don't know why my memories were blank in the years before that. During this time, there were a lot of inexplicable memories that seemed strange and felt very familiar, and now I know that this is the memory of the previous life and suddenly returned.

But he is obviously a child of the Kong family, why did he change his surname to Nan again, this is too much of a coincidence! It is the same as the surname of his previous life, and even the language of communication is the same.

Could it be resurrection, being rescued from a coma...?

"I don't know why I always feel that there is an image, flashing in my mind, but it is very vague. I tried to think about it a few times, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't really find out. Nan Baxi muttered to himself, and said.

Such a small voice was also heard by Kong Tingyu, and a word came from the kitchen.

"What else do you want to know? Go in and ask your mother, don't you know everything? Kong Tingyu dropped a sentence and jumped into the kitchen on the left.

"Sister, you have to go to the kitchen again to get something to eat. Nanba's immature face vibrated with a smile on his red frost thin lips, and said.

Although the current Nanba is only five years old, his mind and resume are as many as 20 years.

In addition to General Nan's experience, it is a thousand-year-old monster.

......

The memories of his past life have suddenly become clear recently, and it seems that he has not forgotten them at all.

Even Taishi Immortal Venerable, the skills he taught General Nan are still clearly remembered.

So I always like to meditate and pranayama alone, but I don't know why, I always feel that I can't lift the true qi in the dantian, and what's worse is that since I haven't even noticed where the dantian is.

I secretly tried to lift a bucket of water yesterday but couldn't lift it, just like an ordinary five-year-old baby.

It can't be, something is wrong with Taishi Xianzun's reborn baby, right?

......

"Ba'er, Ba'er. Far away from the courtyard into Kong Junyi's call, listening to the sound from the courtyard gate, at least dozens of meters away.

It's Kong Junyi, they're back...

This morning, Kong Junyi took the "Mad Lion" and "Little Red Pig" to hunt in the upper wind ridge of the back mountain.

Nanba didn't let him go because he was too young, but in fact, Nanba didn't have the heart to go.

The most important thing for him now is to regain his skills.

If it keeps going like this, just remembering the posture of martial arts, if you really encounter something.

That must be, not even an ordinary villager.

This is also the reason why Nanba has always been reluctant to go out to play. His father and mother loved him so much, for fear of being bullied outside.

Nanba clearly knows that if he really causes trouble, it will only bring trouble to his parents.

Nanhachi thought to himself, he came to this new world naked.

Except for some memories, did you really bring nothing?

But he really wants to share something for his parents, his father is in his fifties, and he has to earn money to support the family every day for this family.

And as soon as I have free time, I go to the back mountains to hunt. Give us extra meals, just to make us eat as much meat as possible. ”

Mother, for as long as I can remember, I have been coughing all day long. Also has been doing housework at home.

Thinking of this, Nan Ba clenched his tender little fist and slapped his little fat leg with an unhappy face.