When he was called Linjiang Immortal for the first time, Lin Can felt very complacent.

He grew up thin and weak, and he could only listen to his father tell him books at home, but how boring it was.

At that time, there was a particularly tall locust tree at home, and in spring the fragrance of locust flowers could fill the entire alley, bees buzzed and noisy, and clusters of white flowers were filled with sweet smell.

At that time, he was very young, and the witch doctor in the city would regularly check his pulse, read his tongue, write down the prescription, and draw a charm on his forehead with his finger dipped in water.

"Little master, the water god will bless you with good health for a lifetime. ”

He didn't know what the god of water was at that time, but he felt that it was a good person, and there were so many people in the whole city, he had to bless him, and he should be a great person.

However, this amazing man does seem to have forgotten about him all along.

Every time he sat under the locust tree against the courtyard wall, through the blue brick wall, the laughter of the other children clearly reached his ears through the cold masonry, and he listened carefully to every whisper and laughter of them, although he couldn't see them, but he could even hear how many of them were arguing, and thinking about new games.

The witch doctor said that he couldn't meet outsiders casually, because he was born on a bad day, the sun was eaten by the tengu on that day, and he was born at the moment when the world was completely dark, and he had been suffering from major and minor illnesses since he was a child, so he was a not very good child, and he couldn't see anyone casually before the age of six, otherwise there would be disaster.

But Lin Can knew that this was not the case.

He hid in the courtyard wall and heard a lot of things, and adults always felt that children didn't know anything, which was probably their biggest misunderstanding.

The children know almost everything, and Lin Can knows a lot of things when he sits under the locust tree, such as when he sees outsiders, he will not bring disaster to himself, but to others, such as the locust flowers that his mother makes flower cakes for his neighbors will be thrown away by them, for example, everyone will call him "Plague God".

Lin Can has always pretended not to know, because his father and mother love him very much, and he has never mentioned any difference between him.

His father was a very tall man, and for him, he seemed to know everything, and it was he who shoved the brush into his hand, and the first time he painted was because his father was doing something at the time, so he let him play by himself, but when he handed his father the painting of the cat, he saw his father for the first time with such a surprised expression.

He put himself on his shoulder, "Acan, you are a genius. ”

Dad used to just like to write, but since he started painting, Dad brought back from the outside all the scrolls, he saw animals and scenery that he had never seen before, tigers, hydrangeas, waterfalls, mountains, and mountains and mountains, and he could feel the scene that the painter saw when he was painting, and the mood when he painted.

Painting makes him feel that he is also a valuable existence, his father and mother like to watch him draw, and every time he finishes painting, his mother will kiss him.

And the voices outside the courtyard wall were also affected, and he heard the children discuss themselves more often, from the strange topic of conversation at the beginning to the object of puzzlement and curiosity, he could feel their curiosity about themselves in this wall, some yearning.

This made him feel a little complacent, as if he was a little different.

Until that night.