"I want to be the head of the dart that can dominate the world!"

The sleeping child suddenly woke up, rubbed it, jumped on the table and shouted, full of momentum, but unfortunately looked around and found that there was no audience, and there were only two people here, he and Jing Wujie. So he immediately jumped off the table in disappointment.

"Xia Jian, aren't your father and your brother both dart masters, and you also want to be a dart master?" Jing Wujie and this sleeping Xia Jian family are not far away, and now there are only two of them in the private school, and they will only be the two of them when they go back later.

"What's wrong with the dart master, how majestic the dart master is! And it is a fine tradition for the son to inherit his father's business, and what I want most is to grow up quickly, like my father, to be able to travel around this vast territory, and also to punish evil and promote good!" Xia Jian said proudly.

"Then why do I see that your father always has a blue nose and swollen face when he comes back, isn't that for people to go out and beat him?" Jing Wujie was not afraid to uncover his old bottom.

Xia Jian's face changed when he heard this, and he rushed up and grabbed the collar of Jing Wujie's clothes, "Your father is still the cook who cooks for others, why don't you learn from your father to be a cook and think about being an immortal, aren't you your father's seed?"

Hearing that Xia Jian actually used his most taboo words to pay tribute to himself, Jing Wujie was also angry, and shouted loudly, "Don't you know that there is a god of food among the immortals? That is the god that the cook has become! And the Lord of the Stove, you idiot! You don't understand anything! Blame your father for not teaching you!"

"Your father's surname is Wang, your surname is Jing, you said you are your father's species?" Xia Jian said not to be outdone.

"You're not your father's species, your father often doesn't go home and spends all day drinking, who knows who you are? Otherwise, how can you get such a name as a lewd and obscene person?" Jing Wujie was not afraid of big things when he heard this, and revealed each other.

"Fart, I'm going to tear your mouth apart, my brother's name is Xia Dao, my name is Xia Jian! Summer Xia, sword of sword, not a cheap slut!"

"You owe it to clean up!"

The two children quarreled and fought with real fire, and if they couldn't scold the winner, then they started to do it!

Jing Wujie's father's surname is Wang, this is the last thing he wants to hear from others, this matter has been since he was sensible, and when he heard others talk about it, it was like a thorn in his heart. Why don't you have the same surname as your father?

He also asked Chef Wang about this, but was scolded by Chef Wang, claiming that this was a last resort to save his life, and Jing Wujie was his Chef Wang's child!

But I've also heard people talk privately that he is a adopted child. This has become the most taboo thing in his heart, whoever says this, he is in a hurry with whom, and there have been many fights for this.

The little country baby, accustomed to seeing quarrels between neighborhood women, is also very good at learning, but there is also the enthusiasm of the men, after you and I can't tell the winner in words, the two children quickly scuffled together, from fists and feet to tearing each other's mouths.

You pull my mouth, I tear your mouth, and I don't want to let each other go. Originally, they all had no strength, and the hands that were tearing each other's mouths had already loosened, but who expected the other party to work harder, how could this work?

This battle lasted until it was dark, and I didn't see any baby let go first, and finally after the stomachs of the two people rang, Xia Jian spoke first.

"Jing Wujie, your father surnamed Wang called you home for dinner!"

"It's your mother calling you! Our family is a cook, but we're not afraid of hunger!"

"Then you let go first, let's go back to dinner!"

"No, you let go first!

"You let go first!"

"I'll shout one, two, three, let's both let go together!"

"Okay, it's up to you!"

"One, two, three, let go!"

Finally, after the shouting, the two let go of their hands together, and after this contest, both of their mouths were swollen, and they kept humming and chirping, rubbing their mouths lightly.

"Okay, okay, someone is coming, we can let go!" The demons immediately withdrew from the stalemate and disappeared. It turned out that when these two people tore each other's mouths, these ghosts were all helping out on the side!

"Unbounded!" "Xia Jian!" "Unbounded, Xia Jian, where are you?" There was also an anxious call outside, and there were not a few people who could hear it looking for it.

"We're here!" Jing Wujie and Xia Jian walked out of the academy and watched as a large group of villagers ran towards them with torches. Their father and mother and Li Chang ran at the front, and after seeing the child, everyone's anxious mood was immediately relieved.

As soon as a fat man with a body of meat stepped forward, he greeted Jing Wujie's ass with a big slap of meat, and this person was his father, the king's cook. Xia Jian's mother also stepped forward to give the child a good beating, and the two babies who beat her wailed non-stop.

"If you don't come home so late, I'll worry Lao Tzu to death!" Chef Wang cried while beating back, and it seemed that he was really anxious.

"It's good to find these two dolls! The villagers next to him were also relieved, and swallowed back the words when they came to their mouths, and some of them were still in tears.

The two dolls looked at the anxious and sad adults for some reason, they didn't know what was going on, they had just been beaten for no reason, and they couldn't ask anything, so they honestly let their father carry them home.

"Dad, you haven't hugged me in a long time!"

"Well, yes, your little rabbit cub is very heavy now, and Daddy can't even hold it!"

"Dad, why are you putting your clothes on my head?"

"I'm not afraid you'll catch a cold!"

"Dad, it's summer, it's hot, why are you crying so hard?"

"Shut up! Honestly go home with my father!" After returning home, Jing Wujie was taught by Chef Wang to eat dinner immediately, the dinner was good, and there was still a lot of meat to eat. After eating, after a simple wash, Chef Wang asked him to go to bed immediately.

Jing Wujie was lying on the bed, still faintly hearing the sad and angry cry that had not stopped outside, and felt that something must have happened, and in various speculations, he fell asleep groggily.

Chef Wang and his wife were busy pasting some talismans outside Jing Wujie's house, looking at the inner room with a worried face, and finally his daughter-in-law Guo Erniang couldn't help but say: "This baby has been recruiting some unclean things all day long, and now there is such a big thing in the township, how can this be good?"

Chef Wang sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp, "No matter how big something happens, we have to carry it, don't say it's a ghost, even if God comes and wants to embarrass my son, Lao Tzu has to give him a knife!"

Guo Erniang immediately cried when she heard this, "It's all because I'm useless, I didn't add you a son and a half daughter!"

Chef Wang, who was originally aggressive, heard his daughter-in-law's words. Immediately gave her a blank look, "Are you confused? Why should you say this? Why should you go! Tomorrow I will see Ma Daochang, and I will ask him for some charms!"

On the second day, before dawn, he was woken up by a noisy sound outside, and Jing Wujie rubbed his eyes and got up. But he was driven back by his mother.

"Keep sleeping!" the rooster crows, and you won't get up until dawn!" Guo Erniang raised the broom strip in her hand and yelled at him.

Jing Wujie didn't dare not listen, so he had to lie down again, but he couldn't sleep anymore, and the sound of the rooster crowing that he hated the most before was most looking forward to them crowing right away.

At last the first rooster began to crow, and all the roosters in the village began to crow, and the sky began to brighten, and Jing Wujie turned over and rushed out of the house to see what the mysterious things had happened that night.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I found that several families around were pulling white cloths, and everyone was crying to death, but they did not wear linen and filial piety, and when I inquired, it turned out that it was eight children from the same village who left first after school yesterday, and seven of them drowned in the lake next to the town!