When Wang Xiaoming woke up, the morning sun pierced him and he couldn't open his eyes.

It took him a long time to regain his sight, and when he turned his head, he saw a small stream flowing past him. The cold of the night met the morning sun, turning into drops of dew, and the sunlight sprinkled through the sparse bamboo leaves, and he patted his still confused head vigorously.

He clearly remembered that he and the camel passed by the temple, but they were stopped by an old monk.

The old monk assured them that they were safe, and Xu Changan slowly approached the temple. There was no other way but for them to gamble.

followed the old monk into the ruined temple, and the old monk suddenly shot out from behind and knocked the hunchback unconscious with one palm. Although Wang Xiaoming was weak, he had finally entered the trick, reacted quickly, and immediately jumped away, and the old monk's second palm fell into the air.

He was already injured, and how could he be the opponent of the old monk, so he could only barely resist, and every time the rosary in the monk's hand was waved, it was accompanied by a yellow Buddha light, which just restrained the blood-red sword on his blade.

"Why did this Ling'an Mansion suddenly come out with so many Enlightenment Realms, so that he avoided a Xu Changan and immediately came to an old monk?"

Wang Xiaoming was very aggrieved in his heart, he started from scratch, cultivated carefully, from avoiding everyone at the beginning to suck human blood, to starting to become a small man in the back, and kept shrinking his neck to be a man, since he felt that he was about to enter the realm of enlightenment, he dared to come out and kill wreakingly.

But after entering the Tongqi realm, before he felt the treatment that a cultivator should enjoy, Wang Xiaoming met Xu Chang'an, and after being injured by Xu Chang'an, he finally ran out, but when he met this old monk, he felt aggrieved!

Every time the Buddha's light swept over, the blood-red sword on Wang Xiaoming's blade would dim a little.

Finally, the old monk found a flaw and kicked him in the chest, and he flew out, the blood in his mouth arcing in the air.

A second before he fell unconscious, he seemed to hear a word.

"Master Zhao, look, I've already completed half of your requirements, can you suck the rest of your vitality to the old man?"

Thinking about this, his head hurts, and he doesn't know how he got here.

He patted his head and told himself not to think too much, and now the top priority was to find the camel Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng was originally a farmer, an honest farmer.

In order to practice, Wang Xiaoming was too impatient and caused a little problem in his practice, and he ran into the chicken pen of the old Zheng family in confusion.

The next morning, Lao Zheng saw Wang Xiaoming sleeping in the chicken pen, maybe the night was too cold, the child curled up together, like a little lamb.

At this moment, his eyes were drawn to the child.

At the beginning, he also had a wife and children, if it wasn't for the accident, his children would be as old as this child, right?

He didn't care about the corpses of the dozen chickens, nor did he care about the chicken feathers and blood stains on the corners of Wang Xiaoming's mouth. He hugged Wang Xiaoming back as if he was a naughty child who was taking him home.

Wang Xiaoming woke up quickly, and under Lao Zheng's careful care, he slowly recovered.

He had never felt his father's love, and he had never even seen his parents, and after the old hunter took himself out of the wolf den, he raised himself as a wolf cub, because the old hunter thought that Wang Xiaoming had the breath of a wolf on his body, and took Wang Xiaoming to hunt, at least to reduce the possibility of being surrounded and killed by wolves.

Old Orion would only give him leftover soup and eat raw meat. If he is in a good mood, he will go to the mountains to find branches of century-old beech trees to grind his teeth.

In order to keep Wang Xiaoming's teeth sharp, he has been giving Wang Xiaoming raw meat, and only when he is in a good mood, will he give Wang Xiaoming a bone squatting in the corner.

Looking at the old Orion's laughing appearance, Wang Xiaoming saw the green tendons on his neck, and he thought that one day his teeth would be able to pierce his neck.

When the old hunter was injured in an accident and could not hold the whip that had left a scar on him, he knew that his chance had come.

When the old hunter was asleep, he crawled out of the kennel outside the door and opened the deadbolt with a wire, he was a smart man, he had seen a thief who wanted to use this method to steal from the house, but was scared away by Wang Xiaoming, who was sleeping in the kennel. He remembered that the old hunter was very happy and rewarded him with a large bone.

Without further ado, he opened the door, walked to Orion's window, and reached out to wake him. The moonlight shone through the window, and the old hunter saw the sharp fangs in the moonlight, and before he could howl, the old hunter let go of the whip in his hand forever.

Wang Xiaoming took his body to the mountain and sent it to the den of the she-wolf who had adopted him with his memory.

Therefore, the moment Lao Zheng picked him up, he identified this person.

Because he felt the warmth from Lao Zheng's arms and felt the father's love from Lao Zheng's careful care.

Lao Zheng also taught him how to communicate fluently with people, and heated those cold meats to make them fragrant before giving them to him.

He can do without anything, but he can't do without Lao Zheng.

He stood up, surrounded by bamboo, next to a stream, and under his feet was a layer of bamboo strips that I don't know who had cut it, and it "creaked" when he stepped on it.

Some of the intuition in animals is much stronger than in humans.

Although Wang Xiaoming is not an animal, he was adopted by a she-wolf, and then raised as a wolf, and somehow he also has some talent.

His talent is the same as that of wolves, they always find life, they always find food.

He walked forward according to his instincts, and vaguely seemed to see a bamboo building.

The door of the bamboo building was quietly open, and he cautiously walked in.

Lao Zheng sat quietly on the chair, and when he saw Wang Xiaoming, his eyebrows and eyes cracked with laughter. Wang Xiaoming was also very happy, and hurriedly pulled up the hunchbacked Lao Zheng, after all, I don't know where this place is, if the old monk comes back later, he alone will not be able to resist it no matter what.

But Lao Zheng shook it and didn't plan to leave.

"Uncle Zheng, let's hurry up. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sleepy-eyed young man in a white robe stretched out of the side room.

"Where to go, I don't sleep well in the morning. There was also a hint of blame in the words.

Wang Xiaoming's cold hairs stood up all over his body, he could feel the horror of this person, and Xu Changan didn't have this feeling of palpitations in front of him.

His eyes were full of wariness, and he took half a step back, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword.

Seeing this, the camel Lao Zheng immediately grabbed Wang Xiaoming, he knew that this child, once he made this posture, no matter who was on the other side, he would make a move when he found the opportunity, just like a wolf.

"Xiao Ming, Mr. Xiao will not hurt us. ”

The camel Lao Zheng held Wang Xiaoming's hand, and Wang Xiaoming's hand holding the handle of the knife slowly loosened, but his eyes were still full of vigilance.

"Who are you?"

Chai Xintong yawned and replied vaguely: "Chai Xintong." ”

Hearing this name, Wang Xiaoming stepped back as if he had been electrocuted, and shouted: "Uncle Zheng, you go first." ”

Zheng Bo was about to speak, but a voice came from the door.

"Let's go, where do you want to go?"

Xiaobai lay on Xu Changan's head and yawned lazily. Chai Xintong saw Xiao Bai beckoning to it, Xiao Bai rolled his eyes and tilted his head to the other side.

Chai Xintong touched the ash of his nose, touched his nose, and turned his head to look Wang Xiaoming up and down.

"Fortunately, I have humanity than some people, and I didn't run away alone. ”

Wang Xiaoming bared his teeth and roared at him, but he was thin and small, with a fierce appearance, but he lost that kind of power.

"Teeth don't give bones. ”

Xu Changan glanced at Chai Xintong, Chai Xintong immediately shut up and stopped teasing Wang Xiaoming.

"Uncle Zheng has told us about you. ”

Wang Xiaoming tilted his head to the side and ignored Xu Changan.

"You should know why we left you. This is Xu Changan's second sentence, which is straightforward and unapproachable.

He knew that this kind of person who had gone through hardships since childhood, now except for Uncle Zheng, does not believe in anyone, let alone the warmth and coldness of the world, it is difficult to gain his trust, it is better to say the purpose directly, which is more effective.

Wang Xiaoming turned his head sharply and stared at Xu Changan.

"What do you know?"

"Not as much as you, the head of the Zhao family told me something. ”

Hearing the words "head of the Zhao family", he snorted coldly.

"Shozuka, I'm going in. ”

Wang Xiaoming looked at Xu Chang'an, looked at Chai Xintong, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

"Okay, you can come in. ”

Then he changed his mind and asked, "And then, after you go in, kill me?"

Xu Chang'an was expressionless, this had long been expected by him, if he agreed in one bite, he would not be at ease.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Xiaoming's eyes showed murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I want the Zhao family to leave no one behind, and all of them will die." ”

Xu Changan didn't speak, Chai Xintong walked up, and looked serious: "Xiao Ming, what kind of grievance does you have to destroy people's homes?" Zi said: 'Zi said: Repay grievances with virtue......

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Shut up!" Xu Changan is most annoyed by Chai Xintong, as soon as he talks about it, he can associate anything, he can talk nonsense, and if he doesn't interrupt him now, he can blow from Confucianism to Buddha.

If he wasn't so good at bragging, he wouldn't owe a Dechun Building, fighting flowers for a girl with empty mouths and white teeth, and making a list. If it weren't for the Confucius Temple, it is estimated that he would have been dead on the streets.

Xu Changan snorted, and he honestly closed his mouth.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Xu Changan in surprise, because with his directness, Xu Chang'an's cultivation was definitely inferior to Chai Xintong, who had been famous in the Confucius Temple of Ling'an Mansion for many years.

"Why?"

Wang Xiaoming also likes Xu Changan's direct, simple and rude way.

"He cheated me out of something. ”

"What's that?"

Wang Xiaoming didn't answer, and continued: "Although I don't know what that old guy told you, I will tell you clearly, he himself said that he and my biological father are sworn brothers, but he still wants to kill me and rob me of my things. I know, this is the Confucius Temple, don't you scholars just want some kind of loyalty and filial piety, is this reason enough?"

Chai Xintong rarely didn't interject.

"I'll help you get justice. Xu Changan opened his mouth lightly.

No matter what he does, he must enter the general mound, and he must know whether the gentleman surnamed Shi is Uncle Shi, and whether the white-clothed general is his biological father.

In order to find out, he will stop at nothing.