Xiao Xiao Zhao chopped wood outside the door until midnight.

It wasn't until Sister Xiaolin came out curiously to look for it that he flattened his mouth angrily and followed him back to the tree house like an angry bag.

"Eh, little sword and sword~ are you still angry?" Sister Lin looked at his awkward appearance and felt funny, so she pulled the little boy and pressed him to the ground.

She hooked her little brother's nose hard, "Stingy, sister, it's fine, tomorrow morning, everything will be fine, and you can save his life, what's the matter?"

"But in my heart, it's uncomfortable!" he blushed in the darkness and finally said something from his heart.

Sister Xiaolin's heart suddenly melted, for so many years, the only care came from this teenager who had just known him for a few days.

It's been many, many years, if it weren't for the man on the bed, like poison, firmly hanging her heart, she might have really gone crazy, and now the child next to her, the temperature of the body and the warmth of the heart, is still constantly passing on to her.

It's been more than a decade, and she's finally getting that warm taste again.

She leaned over at once, grabbed the little boy's head, and hugged him very tightly.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable, sister, I've long been used to it, it's okay, Xiao Xiao Zhao is so well-behaved, my sister is fine. ”

Although Zhao Jian is a small child, he also knows that men and women are not close, and a group of children in the village play together all day long, and adults have already reasoned with them.

But he was reluctant to dodge, he hid in Sister Xiaolin's arms, feeling the powerful heartbeat, and there was a fragrant fragrance in his nose that he had never smelled.

After all, he was still a little embarrassed, so he found a topic, "What is this person's illness, why doesn't he wake up all the time?"

"Eh, it's not sick~" Sister Xiaolin was in a good mood and gently rubbed the little boy's back.

It's as if when she was young, she did something wrong at home and was reprimanded by her father, and then her mother would hug her like this and rub her back, saying that it was okay.

She said as she rubbed it.

"He's not a mortal, he fell from the sky, and when he fell, I looked carefully, it was a dragon!"

Looking at the little boy's bouncing head and incredulous eyes, she nodded, "Really, I didn't lie to you, it's really a dragon!"

She tilted her head and thought about it again, "But I've never heard of what kind of cultivation method can be transformed into a dragon form?"

Seeing the little boy's shocked face, she reached over and rubbed her head again.

"You don't cultivate immortals, naturally you don't know, in this world, immortals are powerful monks, but they are not born immortals!"

"Then can we also be immortals?" A child is a child after all, and interest immediately overrides all emotions.

"Yes, but that has to be cultivated, not a day or two of hard work. ”

"Then this person, is he cultivating, is cultivation sleeping?"

"Poof~ Haha, Xiao Zhao, you are really funny, people fell from the sky and were injured, I'm treating him~"

Sister Xiaolin's body trembled with laughter, and said, "But he can turn into a dragon, I don't really understand, but I think about it, it should be a very powerful kind of monk~"

She looked at the little boy with a warm gaze, "When he wakes up, we will ask him to help us avenge, you say, okay." ”

"Revenge?"

"Yes, I forgot to tell you, my family, like you, was also killed all over the house, and I was thrown into a pool of water before I escaped. ”

"Ah, Sister Xiaolin, are you the same as me?" the little boy's eyes lit up once.

"Yes, we are the same, your enemy is a blood demon, and my enemy is many, many immortals. ”

Her smile was still beautiful, but her tone had become a little deeper.

"I don't know if I can have such an opportunity in my life to realize this dream. ”

"Then wouldn't it be better for us to cultivate by ourselves and take revenge by ourselves?"

The young lady touched his head, "The road of cultivation is difficult and dangerous, a hundred people go to practice, and only one or two people can succeed in the end, not to mention whether we can achieve anything, just the time it takes, it is already a moat, there is no qualification and talent, old age and death, it is just a handful of ashes"

"Does it take a long time to cultivate to become an immortal?"

"Yes, it's going to take a long, long time, what my sister is afraid of is that when we all cultivate, my sister's enemies. ”

"Are you afraid that they will all die of old age?"

"Poof~ How can immortals die of old age", Sister Xiaolin couldn't help laughing, looked at Xiao Xiao Zhao's immature little face, and sighed again.

She also had a few such friends back then, but now, not only the appearance, she can't even remember the name.

"My sister is afraid, time, will make me forget my hatred, let me go through my life with regrets~"

Xiao Xiao Zhao immediately jumped up, "Sister, no, I, Zhao Jian, will definitely help you, even if you can't cultivate immortals, I will help you remember those people, and you will definitely not forget them." ”

"Okay, well, my sister knows, Xiao Jianjian will be a very powerful monk in the future~"

Sister Kobayashi smiled happily, no matter what, this was the little boy's sincere heart for her.

"Sister, I want to cultivate immortals, I will help you avenge in the future, if you teach me to cultivate immortals, I will learn seriously!"

Xiao Xiao Zhao suddenly looked resolute, stood up straight and bowed to Sister Xiaolin.

He had wanted to do it for a long time.

It's just because of Sister Xiaolin's great kindness, he really can't think of how to repay it, and finally saw a little hope, and he must hold on to it.

Satisfied with Sister Xiaolin, she will definitely agree.

Unexpectedly, my sister shook her head.

"I fed you blood yesterday, I have a sense of blood, your body~How can I say it~"

She pondered her words, fearing that she would hurt the little boy's fragile self-esteem.

"The points of your body are all closed, and the whole body is only straight from top to bottom, such a bloodline, I have never heard of it, maybe it is a very powerful talent.

But after learning the introductory method of our family, I am afraid that you will not be able to carry it in your body, but you will get fatter and fatter, and finally explode directly...

Of course... You're still young.."

Although she had already said it quite tactfully, and she was comforting along the hair, but seeing the little boy's expression gradually darken, she finally couldn't say it anymore.

"So I'm just an ordinary person? So I'm so useless~"

The little boy became more and more frustrated, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and gradually released weakly.

The white moonlight, which seemed to be tightly grasped, was gently taken out of his hand again.

"Don't be discouraged!" Sister Xiaolin saw that he was decadent, and suddenly remembered something and hurriedly comforted him.

"I've read in books before that there are some people who are not suitable for cultivating our family's Fa, but there are other ways!

There is a good saying, there are thousands of laws in the world, and all ways come to one.

My method doesn't suit you, there are others!"

She pondered her memories for a long time, and thought of the geographical chronicles that she had hastily glanced at before, and her eyes lit up.

"Let's take it for example, to the west, far, far away, there's an endless sea.

On that seaside, it is said that there is an immortal mountain, one of the three major laws in the world, the Dao Sect of the Sword Immortal Sect, is hidden on that mountain!"

She looked at Xiao Xiaozhao's little face and spoke softly.

"Wait for the future, my husband. The person on the bed woke up, let's go to the beach together and find the Sword Immortal Gate, okay?"

Zhao Jian laughed happily, he remembered this position, it was the direction of the sun going down, but what he was most happy about was not the prospect of cultivating immortals.

It was an unintentional sentence from Sister Kobayashi.

"The man on the bed. ”

She didn't say anything more, that person was her husband.

"I won't let anyone take away my sister Xiaolin! Yes, never!"

He thought to himself, and closed his eyes.

Tonight must have been a good night's sleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought of doing a trap again, and lost his temper, forgetting about what he had said.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow will be!" after muttering, the world in his dreams was overwhelming, and the tide swallowed him like a tide.

......

The next morning, before dawn, he got up.

Lightly grabbed some nuts in the box, and when the white of the fish belly began to appear on the horizon, sure enough, the little squirrel still came to knock on the window.

He raised his hand to silence him, and then removed the dry bark so that the little squirrel could not knock it.

Seeing the little squirrel's puzzled expression, he spread out his hand, showed it the nuts in his hand, and then walked out of the curtain door.

Sister Kobayashi was not woken up, and she was still asleep.

The king of thieves was really attracted to him, and followed him to the bottom of the tree.

He put some in his pocket, took out one and threw it over, watching the little body squirting and peeling off the shell, his eyes wandering.

He found some branches, and some vines, and weaved them a little more to make a net.

He went a little farther and, at the edge of the woods, propped up the net with a stick, and after thinking again, he found a stone beside him, and climbed it to a high branch.

He is a good trap maker, and he uses a vine to connect to the net cover and adjust the strength.

As long as the net cover is covered, the stones on it will also fall down at the same time, double insurance, and there is no escape.

He looked at the thief king who jumped and jumped behind him with a dark look in his eyes, his face expressionless like a zombie.

He sprinkled two nuts under the net, and a pine tree was above his head.

Occasionally, one or two accidentally fall into a trap, and it makes sense, isn't it?

He walked a few steps further and then returned to the tree, and watched from afar as the little squirrel circled outside the net, occasionally looking back at him in confusion.

This little thing is probably struggling, should he come back and follow this man and wait for him to pull out some more nuts?

It hesitated for a while, but finally decided to take care of its immediate needs first.

Although humans are very friendly, and he has been accustomed to eating white food over the years, the pine nuts with white flowers are right in front of him, and they can't be wasted.

So of course, it scurried in, and it was also clever, and did not touch the wooden stick that had been propped up, but just picked up nuts on the ground and ate them.

One, two, three.

Zhao Jian stood far away, looking indifferently, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.