"Is my son asleep?" suddenly the father spoke.

"Alas, I should be tired of encountering so many things in a day. The mother replied.

The houses in the village are all very small, so the people inside can hear the people next door.

"Shall we have another one, then?" said the father again.

Jiang Xing'er thought that his father would say something touching, but when he heard it, his father's thoughts were: My tuba practice has been abolished, and I have to build a trumpet to practice again.

Jiang Xing'er almost spurted out the ten-year-old blood in one gulp, but thinking about it, he could only be a mortal now, and he couldn't cultivate at all.

Mortals only have those decades of life in their lives, but their fathers and mothers are both beginner cultivators, so they must live longer than themselves. If you can't accompany them to the end of your life, let that trumpet accompany them.

Jiang Xing'er thought about it, and fell asleep.

In her dream, Jiang Xing'er came to a fairyland, where the immortal aura was entangled, and there were elixir spirit trees everywhere.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky above, and Jiang Xing'er looked up to see that a huge gourd had smashed down.

"Damn, it's a high-altitude smashing object again, is there a little humanity?" Jiang Xing'er snorted angrily.

Jiang Xing'er opened his eyes sharply and found that it was just a dream, but the cold sweat that was full showed how scared he was. But he tried to sit up, but he couldn't sit with all his strength.

Jiang Xing'er immediately saw an adult-sized gourd on his stomach, and it stood there motionless, and it didn't mean to leave.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er felt that her stomach was hot, and it slowly became very hot.

"What is this? or am I burned on an iron plate?" Jiang Xing'er was very angry, but he couldn't move, he was just burned so desperately.

After a while, Jiang Xing'er smelled the smell of meat herself.

Jiang Xing'er is in tears now, this day can be said to be the most unlucky day in his decade, not only was he smashed, but also burned, this is doing evil.

Suddenly, the gourd became cold, and Jiang Xing'er immediately showed a comfortable expression on her face.

But time passed slowly, and the cold slowly worsened, making Jiang Xing'er tremble.

"Ah, if you want me to die, you don't have to do that. Jiang Xing'er suddenly jumped and jumped high. He also hit the beam, and the pain was so painful that he immediately shed tears of pain.

When his parents heard Jiang Xing'er's shouting, they immediately ran over and kept comforting him.

Jiang Xing'er slowly calmed down, thinking about what happened at night, was it a dream or a reality?

On this day, his parents kept paying attention to Jiang Xing'er, thinking that he would commit suicide.

Jiang Xing'er was also very helpless, because she went too far in the morning, so her parents thought she wanted to commit suicide. No matter how he explained, he couldn't gain the trust of his parents.

After a few days, Jiang Xing'er behaved very optimistically and loved life very much, which comforted her parents.

Jiang Xing'er has dreamed of that gourd for the past few days, so he unconsciously took out the gourd jade.

Although it is a small village, there are also storytellers who come here to perform.

Jiang Xing'er also knew that the treasure would recognize the owner, he looked around and found that there was no one, so he dared to bite his finger and drip a drop of blood.

The blood dripped into the gourd jade and was immediately absorbed.

The gourd slowly grew into a big man's fist. It is no longer jade, but an ordinary wooden gourd.

Jiang Xing'er was just a mortal now, and he couldn't know what this treasure was for, so he studied it carefully.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er found that there was a stopper on the mouth of this gourd, he opened it curiously, and found that there was no surprise.

Jiang Xing'er closed one eye and looked into the gourd mouth with the other.

It's just a dark patch, and you can't see anything at all.

Jiang Xing'er turned the gourd upside down, but nothing flowed out of the gourd.

Jiang Xing'er jumped up suddenly, slapped her brain, and wiped the gourd body with both hands, still reciting words in her mouth.

"Come out, God of the Gourd, come out and fulfill my wish!"

Jiang Xing'er fiddled for a while, and the process was all with her eyes closed.

I thought that the gods, of course, were so shy, close their eyes, and they would appear.

Jiang Xing'er narrowed her eyes into a slit, wanting to see if the fairy had come out.

It's a pity that there is nothing, Jiang Xing'er is very disappointed.

This gourd is a treasure, yes, but Jiang Xing'er doesn't know how to use it, which makes him very distressed.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er thought of someone, that was his teacher Dong Wensong, and he immediately ran away.

Jiang Xing'er found that her body seemed to be very dexterous, and ran to the teacher Dong Wensong, without taking a breath.

"Xing'er, why are you here?" The teacher, Dong Wensong, was teaching, and suddenly found Jiang Xing'er, so he asked strangely.

Jiang Xing'er immediately took out the gourd and quickly explained the matter.

When the teacher Dong Wensong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately snatched the gourd in Jiang Xing'er's hand and studied it carefully.

Jiang Xing'er's little hand was almost disjointed by the teacher Dong Wensong, but it is conceivable that the teacher's strength is very great.

After the teacher Dong Wensong studied it for a while, he didn't find any treasure, and in his eyes it was just a very ordinary wooden gourd.

"Haha, Xing'er, this is a treasure, you take it well, don't let people see it anymore. Otherwise, others will see Bao Qi murderous intentions, and you will be very dangerous. Teacher Dong Wensong suddenly laughed, thinking that Jiang Xinger was joking with himself, so he used the teacher's knowledge to educate him.

Although Jiang Xing'er was young, she could also see the disbelieving expression of her teacher Dong Wensong.

The children present were all covering their mouths and snickering, but no one dared to make fun of Jiang Xing'er.

Jiang Xing'er looked around, couldn't help but snatch back his gourd, and left quickly.

After running a long distance, Jiang Xing'er didn't feel tired, and this feeling made him very excited.

Jiang Xing'er deliberately didn't drink the liquid, put it in her mouth, took the gourd away, and squirted violently, wanting to squirt out the water in her mouth.

This was meant to be choked, but Jiang Xing'er did not show any discomfort.

Jiang Xing'er immediately took away the gourd, but not a drop of liquid flowed out, and then he put his mouth on it again, and another stream of liquid flowed into his mouth. He repeated this several times, and not a drop of water came out of the gourd.

Tired didn't feel tired, but Jiang Xing'er felt thirsty, so he immediately picked up the gourd, opened the stopper, and drank water.

Jiang Xing'er was just pretending, the so-called Wangmei quenched her thirst, but at this moment, a stream of water flowed out of the gourd and poured it into her throat.