Zheng Ping stopped and looked at the thick locust tree on the right side of the village entrance, a small figure was hiding behind the trunk, looking at him with a probe.

It was a young boy of about eight or nine years old, and the little face that peeked out from behind the tree was stained with dust, and he looked dirty, but the big round eyes on his face reflected the sunlight leaking from the branches and leaves, and it was smart and eye-catching.

Zheng Ping squatted down and waved at the boy quietly: "Baby, come here, uncle has something to ask you." ”

The boy shrank behind the tree, and did not speak, but looked at him carefully.

Zheng Ping knew that his appearance looked more than majestic, but not kind, and he didn't like the children. Normally, no child wants to come near him unless he has food in his hand and has to coax him for a long time. But at this time he had nothing to eat except some broken silver.

In addition to coaxing with food, what other ways can you get close to a child? Zheng Ping held his chin and thought back to how his little junior brother usually coaxed children. Speaking of which, the junior brother really has a set of children, as long as he smiled slightly, beckoned again, and the children all rushed over.

But Zheng Ping couldn't use this trick at all, even if he laughed for an hour, no child would be willing to take care of him.

The refreshing mountain breeze blows, and the large wild chrysanthemums on the roadside can't help swaying with the mountain breeze, and the air is full of a faint cool fragrance. Zheng Ping looked at the large flowers of bright yellow and light purple, and suddenly frowned, and thought of a way.

He pinched the bud of a wild chrysanthemum, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then sighed and shook his head exaggeratedly.

The boy tilted his head, amused by his contrived gesture.

Zheng Ping pinched the bud and raised it in the direction of the boy, then smiled mysteriously, and the hand suddenly emitted a faint green light. The green light was like a ball of water flowing backwards, slowly climbing up along the soft stems, enveloping the entire bud in an instant. The flower buds immersed in the green light gradually became crystal clear, swaying gently in the wind, Zheng Ping stretched out his hand to caress lightly, the flower buds trembled slightly, and slowly spit out tender yellow petals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, one by one, the petals rotated and stretched, and the flower, which was no longer as beautiful as a wild chrysanthemum, completely bloomed in Zheng Ping's hands.

The boy watched the miraculous scene with his mouth wide open, completely unaware that he had stepped out from behind the tree.

Zheng Ping saw that this trick worked in one fell swoop, and he was full of joy, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Look closer, don't be afraid, uncle is not a bad person." ”

The boy moved his gaze from his hand to his face, and Zheng Ping grinned when he saw this, putting on what he thought was the most kind smile. Unexpectedly, the boy's expression changed after seeing his smiling face, and he retreated behind the tree. Zheng Ping looked at him with a frightened expression, and touched his slightly rough face with mixed feelings.

Fortunately, although the boy hid behind the tree again, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and still stretched out his head to look at Zheng Ping's hand. Zheng Ping reinvigorated his spirit, urged the mana, and made the wild mountain chrysanthemum in his hand more and more colorful, while trying to make himself smile more gently.

The boy looked behind the tree for a few more moments before he realized that the fierce man had been baring his teeth, and was actually smiling at himself. Moreover, apart from laughing a little madly, he didn't do anything else that made people feel dangerous. What's more, he can also play tricks, and the wild mountain chrysanthemum is becoming more and more beautiful, which makes the curiosity in his heart overpower the fear of his appearance, and finally he has the courage to walk out from behind the tree again.

When Zheng Ping saw him coming over again, he suddenly felt overjoyed, and tried to control his expression: "Don't worry, come here, there will be more fun soon!" The mana of his fingertips moved slightly, and a chrysanthemum petal shimmered and broke away from the receptacle, but it did not fall, but floated in the air. Zheng Ping stretched out his hand and tapped it, and the petals suddenly burst out with a little golden light, and the petals turned into a pink butterfly, flying and dancing around Zheng Ping's fingers.

The boy exclaimed, no longer caring about being afraid, trotted to Zheng Ping, and looked at the butterfly on his finger, looking like he wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it.

"Come on, try it too, and see if you can conjure butterflies. Zheng Ping handed Ye Shan Ju to the boy.

"Hmm!" the boy nodded excitedly, and carefully stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on the petals, but the wild chrysanthemum only shook slightly, and there was no change. The boy tilted his head, reached out and touched again, but naturally there was no change. The boy pursed his lips and looked disappointed.

If this is the case, it is not that I am wrong. Zheng Ping looked into the boy's eyes and nodded secretly.

It turned out that the boy's eyes were very strange, and there was a golden ring like a corona outside the pupils of his eyes, which shone in the reflection of the sun. When he first saw him, Zheng Ping noticed the abnormality of his eyes.

Generally, the demon clan who is not able to cultivate at home often shows such an abnormal color in his eyes, but Zheng Ping did not detect the demonic aura in him, and he was standing in the mottled shade of the tree, Zheng Ping was afraid that he would see it wrong, so he tried to coax him to him so that he could confirm it clearly. But at this time, Zheng Ping was even more puzzled in his heart, since this boy was not a demon clan, why did he have such a pair of strange eyes?

"Uncle, can these petals still turn into butterflies?" The boy naturally didn't know Zheng Ping's true purpose, and his mind was still on the wild mountain chrysanthemum.

"Absolutely. Zheng Ping pressed the doubts in his heart, picked a petal and threw it gently, and immediately turned into a powder-blue butterfly, flying around the boy.

The boy laughed and clapped, and reached for the butterfly, which, instead of dodging, flapped its wings twice and landed on his fingers. The boy brought the butterfly to his eyes and looked at it carefully, his little face turned red with excitement, and asked, "Uncle, are you a trickster?"

"This is not a trick, this is a spell, much more powerful than a trick!" Zheng Ping replied, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's head, secretly took out a mana and quickly probed the boy's body, and found that the meridians and internal organs in the boy's body were not abnormal, and he was completely an ordinary child.

"Don't rub my head, I'm not tall!" the boy had no doubt about his actions, and only pushed his hand hard, muttering dissatisfiedly.

Zheng Ping looked into his eyes and thought for a while, and had a plan in his heart. He threw the flower branch in his hand into the sky, and the wild mountain chrysanthemum dragged a green band of light and flew higher and higher, higher and higher, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The boy didn't know why, and looked up in amazement at the direction where Noyama had disappeared.

After a while, the petals of various colors floated down from the sky with the fragrance of fragrance, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered. The boy looked at the sudden rain of petals and was again speechless in surprise.

The rain of petals took a long time for a cup of tea to subside, and by the end of the day, not only the ground, but also the boy's body was covered with colorful petals.

The boy looked at the thick layer of carpets on the ground, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, let out a long breath, and just about to speak, Zheng Ping stretched out his finger and put it in front of his mouth and said softly, signaling him to continue looking.

A breeze blew, and the petals of various colors rose with the wind, but the moment they left the ground, they all turned into butterflies. Butterflies of all colors kept flying, and as far as the eye could see, it was as if another butterfly rain had fallen from the ground.

The boy watched the dreamlike scene with his mouth wide open, completely shocked.

"Do you want to learn?" Zheng Ping raised his hand, and a lilac butterfly landed on his fingertips, and the butterfly wings covered with patterns opened and closed gently, fanning the emerald green glow.

"Huh?" the boy was stunned, overjoyed when he came back to his senses, and asked in disbelief, "Will you teach me?"

Zheng Ping's "yes" word came to his mouth, but he swallowed it alive, because he suddenly remembered the tone of his junior brother's speech when he coaxed the child, and the kind of tone that was just right even when he heard it, he almost had to believe the nonsense he said. Since he wants to trap this kid at this time, he might as well follow the way his junior brother speaks, so as not to scare him with a rough voice.

So Zheng Ping coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and then pinched his throat and said: "When~ it's okay! However, you have to ~ tell me first, what is your name~?"

Before Zheng Ping finished speaking, the boy's whole body stiffened, his face changed slightly, and he took two steps back: "My name is Lin Xiuyuan." He swallowed and foamed again, and asked carefully, "Uncle, you—you won't be a youkai, will you?"

"What?" Zheng Ping was stunned, not understanding why he would ask.

"Your voice," Lin Xiuyuan said cautiously, "suddenly it became so terrifying!"

Belch...... Zheng Ping also froze, why is this happening?!Is it wrong for me to learn?

Zheng Ping wanted to cry without tears, and couldn't understand why, in the same tone, when the junior brother spoke, the children obeyed him, but when he spoke, he was mistaken for a monster?

Zheng Ping was sad, he made a hideous expression to himself, and said viciously: "You guessed right, I'm a monster, and I have long wanted to eat you in one bite!"

Lin Xiuyuan looked at his distorted facial features, suddenly laughed, patted his chest and said, "It turns out that it's not a monster, it really scared me to talk like that just now!"

"Uh...... What?" Zheng Ping was stunned again.

"Won't the monsters open their mouths and swallow us in one bite after they trick the children?, how can they show a stupid face like you?" Lin Xiuyuan said with a look of course on his face.

"You!" Zheng Ping was deeply shocked and had the heart to refute, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Zheng Ping felt that his dignity as a cultivator was inadvertently trampled on by this child named Lin Xiuyuan, but he couldn't do anything to a **-year-old child, so he had to reluctantly pull the topic back: "Then do you want to learn this spell?"

"Of course I do!" Lin Xiuyuan immediately replied, because of the excitement, the golden crown in his eyes became even brighter.

"Actually, those just now are just illusions, they are nothing at all, and I will have other more powerful spells, such as summoning the wind and rain, moving mountains and seas, and so on. Zheng Ping said again.

"Really?" Lin Xiuyuan was surprised and delighted, "What about flying, do you also fly?"

"Of course!" Zheng Ping nodded, ashamed to find that he had found some dignity from Lin Xiuyuan's adoring eyes.

"Then can you teach me to fly?" Lin Muwen's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Zheng Ping's clothes, for fear that he would run away, and he didn't remember the stupid look he had just said.

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