The wine was drunk until dawn, the men were drunk, Ling Hu was also unconscious, the feelings of the brothers were melted into the wine, drinking was like a mountain, the dry was affectionate, the drunk was a great kindness, a village with branches and leaves, and the same brothers. It's the first time for everyone to do this, their legs and feet are soft and they can't walk, they can't go home, the mothers-in-law are mixed, sent home one by one, counting all the way, everyone is hehe, hehe, hehe.

Ling Tian's eyes can see, although it is only black and white light and shadow, but the basic things can come by themselves, in recent years, a lot of dolls have been added to Linbian Village, all of which are similar to Ling Tian's age, and the little dolls are also very active, Aunt Zhao takes them on weekdays, and now she can run around with the children in the village, but she can't play meticulously, such as touching fish, digging birds' eggs, throwing stones, the little dolls don't call their names directly, Ling Tian's head is very big, his complexion is a bit like Ling Hu, with a little purple-black, and he is very vividly called taro by his friends.

In the morning, it is the least favorite time for the children in the village, because they have to go to Mr. Zhou's house to break the literacy, a few children sit on the bench in a regular manner, sit upright, do not move at all, there is a little unruly, Mr. Zhou will take out a small stick, punish the stand, beat the palm, and finally Mr. Zhou sued his father and mother, and it is inevitable that he will have another meal when he goes home.

In the child's impression, Mr. Zhou has never smiled, and his thin and thin figure has a sad face except for the serious face in class.

They are at the age of making a fuss, and every morning they are like sitting on pins and needles, and there are inevitably naughty children who stretch out their arms and kick their legs, so under Mr. Zhou's stick, they continue to wail.

Ling Tian also went, he didn't do those small movements, his eyes saw a blurry, thin figure walking back and forth, occasionally beating people with a stick, the figure talked about the principles of life and the way of being a person, he listened to it with relish, and the inconvenience of his eyes made him the most obedient among the children.

In the afternoon, the children learn martial arts with every uncle in the village, the so-called martial arts, is nothing more than the ordinary style of the villagers, holding a firewood knife to chop, holding a bow and arrow shooting, and really fighting, it is not as good as a meal of Wang Baquan to be real, what everyone in the village wants is to exercise and exercise the children's physique, and there is no such noble idea as practicing martial arts to defend the country.

"Fat heap, you are playing tricks, compare yourself with me," said one of the children, and reluctantly gave the eggs in his hand to the little fat man, and the child named Hook had a hooked nose.

"Hook, you said that I should be asked to play the rules of the competition, and I can't rely on the stone if it can't move. Fat Duel took the egg and said.

"Hook, I'll help you win it back," a diminutive doll whispered in Hook's ear. Hook's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"Fatty, you don't dare to compete with me, let me play the rules, if you lose, return the eggs to the hook, if you win, I will give you the eggs you dug out" said the thin little doll.

"Chestnut, it seems that you are not convinced, wrestling and fighting and breaking your wrists, you can pick whatever you want, and you will say the rules. Fat Pile said.

"Then let's see who runs to the other side of the village first," Chestnut said with a cunning look in his eyes, staring at the little fat pile.

"Hahahaha......" Ling Tian, who was sitting in the sun not far away, heard it and laughed. The little girl sitting next to him also covered her mouth and giggled.

"What are you laughing at, taro, or let's compare. The fat man reluctantly returned the eggs to the hook. Holding back the fire in his belly, he caught Ling Tian and spread fire.

"I didn't laugh at anything, Sister Pei'er told me a joke just now. Ling Tian didn't want to quarrel, and blocked the fat pile with one sentence.

In this group of little dolls, the hook archery is the best, the fat pile has the most strength, and the chestnut runs the fastest.

Every afternoon, the village men teach for a while, and let the children play by themselves. Ling Tian's eyesight is not good, so he can only sit lazily in the distance, basking in the sun, Pei'er is a girl, and she feels bad about participating in these boys' affairs, so she sits with Ling Tian and basks in the sun, Ling Tian can't help if she wants to participate, and Pei'er doesn't want to go at all.

Pei'er was holding a small stick, writing and painting on the ground to kill time, Ling Tian looked at the small black shadow in the distance and listened to them.

"Brother Ling Tian, do you want to be an immortal" Pei'er threw away the stick and looked at Ling Tian.

"I don't want to. Ling Tian said.

"Why?" asked Pei'er.

"Because when I become an immortal, I can't see my father and mother, and my grandmother, and the uncles in the village can't see me, and I can't see Pei'er, no one talks to me," Ling Tian thought for a while and said.

Pei'er covered her mouth and giggled again.

"How good it is to be a fairy, my mother said that the gods are amazing, they can do tricks, they will fly to the sky, and they will cure diseases, if I can be a fairy, I will be the first to cure Ling Tian's brother's eyes, my mother told me, if I can be a fairy, buy me a lot of candy to eat, when the time comes, I will give you half of it, and my mother can look forward to me being a fairy." Pei'er looked into the distance, looking forward to it.

"Auntie, why is she looking forward to you being an immortal so much" Ling Tian was a little puzzled.

"I didn't know that my mother left me at my grandmother's house and never came back. Pei'er said.

"Oh," Ling Tian said.

"Then how can you be an immortal?" He was also a little moved, planning to come back to treat his uncle and aunt in the village if he could sit on the immortal.

"I don't know, have you heard of Crescent Mountain? We can see it here, you look over there," Pei'er pointed to the sky.

Ling Tian saw a black shadow move, knowing that it was Pei'er's arm, he looked in that direction, but found nothing, stood up and looked into the distance, and saw what seemed to be a curved shadow reaching into the sky.

"I saw it, it's so far away," Ling Tian said.

"Well, it's far away, and it takes half a year to take a carriage, and my mother said that there are many immortals living there, and the immortals are all women, and in a few years the fairy palace will recruit disciples, and my mother asked me to try, saying that I will definitely be able to become a fairy disciple." After Pei'er finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, her eyes moved, a piece of jade in her palm quietly emerged, take a closer look, the jade is just a phantom, the jade is suspended in the air, in Pei'er's palm keeps rotating and changing, one will condense into a square, one will gather into a circle, the cold light circulates on it, and the surrounding space exudes a gurgling cold, that kind of cold is not only the freezing cold of winter, but also a lonely cold, a creepy cold, at a glance, your heart will tremble, like a cold light flashing on the blade, intimidating the soul.

The temperature around Pei'er dropped suddenly, if there were sect monks here, they would be horrified, they had awakened the power of Lingyuan at a young age, and they had transformed into jade, no matter what kind of sect they were, they would not refuse to join this kind of disciple, and they would even be tempted to snatch it, and the talent could not be described as Pei'er's talent, as long as it was cultivated a little, it would be okay to win glory for the sect, and if you look at the entire cultivation world, sooner or later there will be a day when you will shine.

Ling Tian felt a little strange around at this time, how could it suddenly become cold, but this cold made him very comfortable, feeling like an ordinary person soaking in a hot spring, Ling Tian stretched his waist, moved his muscles and bones, and the birthmark on his shoulder also flickered in this cold.

Pei'er looked at the changing jade in her hand, sat on the side and was silent, her palm condensed, and the jade disappeared into invisibility.

"Brother Ling Tian, I'm leaving in a while, my mother said she was coming to pick me up," Pei'er said.

"Huh, are you leaving, isn't this your home, where are you going, when are you coming back?" Ling Tian asked.

"I may or may not come back, my mother said that she would take me outside to see, Brother Ling Tian, you are the only one in the village to play with me, you have to remember my appearance, and when you meet elsewhere in the future, you will recognize me." Pei'er said.

"I can't remember your appearance, Pei'er, you forgot my eyes, can I touch your appearance" Ling Tian said.

"Hmm" Pei'er blushed, but Ling Tian couldn't see it. Ling Tianpei'er has apricot eyes and peach cheeks, delicate and tender, without the cracks on the faces of the children in the village, her face is like a lychee that has just been peeled off, although her facial features are slightly childish, but she is gentle and clear, with buds waiting to be released, a full beauty embryo.

The people in the village don't know how Pei'er came, raised by a lady in the village, Pei'er called her grandma, everyone thought it was a distant relative fostered here, Pei'er was obedient and well-behaved on weekdays, and the people in the village liked her very much.

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and touched Pei'er's face, it was as delicate as touching a shelled egg, soft and bouncing, Ling Tian was happy, and pinched Pei'er's nose.

"Brother Ling Tian, you bullied me" Pei'er was angry, Ling Tian was clumsy, and pinched out her tears.

"Hahaha, you have been fooled" Ling Tian said, Pei'er was angry and turned her head to ignore him.

Ling Tian saw a dark shadow turn around, and knew that Pei'er was ignoring him.

"Sister Pei'er, don't worry, even if I can't see your appearance clearly, I will remember your voice in my heart for the rest of my life. After saying that, he took off a pendant from his neck, the little hind toe of the imperial eagle, which hung in his neck after being pierced, and the pointed end had been blunted.

"Sister Pei'er, this is for you, my father made it for me, and I can bless you with safety when I go out in the future. If you hold it when we meet, this is our token. Ling Tian said.

Pei'er turned her head and looked at the eagle toe in Ling Tian's hand, and there were still tears in her eyes that Ling Tian had just pinched her nose.

"Brother Ling Tian, then I'll accept it, it's an apology for you bullying me" Pei'er said, Ling Tian nodded and gave it to her.

"Brother Ling Tian, let me sing you a tune, my mother taught me, I never sang it to others," Pei'er said.

"Sing, I'll listen," Ling Tian said.

"Crescent Moon Mountain on Moon Bay,

Crescent moon boat in Moon Bay,

The crescent moon ship lives the moon fairy,

The Moon Immortal takes the crescent sword,

Crescent Moon Sword Dance Moon Mountain,

The moon is round in Moon Bay"

Pei'er sang softly, and Ling Tian listened slowly, but he was a little vague, and he felt that it was not as easy to understand as the basket that his mother taught him.

"Taro, don't be bored there, if you are bored again, you will become a little girl. The fat pile greeted Ling Tian.

"Brother Ling Tian, as the so-called difference between men and women, whether they are given or received, and the legislation is cloudy......" Zhou Xi was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Kimchi porridge, stop showing your tongue, we don't understand," the hook slapped Zhou Xi on the back and said.

"You are the little girl, I am the most powerful man in the world" Ling Tian ran towards those black shadows.

"Hahahaha......" A few little dolls came with the sound of laughter.

Pei'er, who was sitting in the back, looked at them and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This year, Ling Tian was seven years old.