Fangjia Village has been passed down for a long time. It is said that this village existed during the Republic of China.

On this day, Little House was playing outside the house when he suddenly heard a noise coming from inside.

He boldly approached.

Only heard...

"You said you are a descendant of Fang Xuanling? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard." But the old Taoist with an immortal spirit sat there and laughed.

Fang Shide's dark face turned red and he roared, "What the hell! Fang Xuanling is my ancestor, and I still have a family tree!"

The old Taoist said disdainfully, "Forget it, if you are a descendant of Fang Xuanling, I will be a descendant of Zhang Sanfeng."

"Damn it, you're such an experienced person and you're still related to me"

"I still drink alcohol and eat meat. How can I live this long without eating meat?!"

Seeing that it was not a quarrel, Xiaofang felt relieved.

He had met that old Taoist several times. He was the Taoist priest on a mountain near Fangjiacun.

Passing here is a rural area, and the transportation is not as developed as it was in the previous life. In addition, there are rural people nearby who don't have much money, so the old man has always lived a very civilian life, drinking, eating meat, and smoking.

But even so, his immortal appearance still made him loved and respected by everyone, except his father Fang Shide.

Fang Shide and Lao Tao were drinking friends, and Lao Tao would come to his house every week. According to him, he came to enjoy the autumn breeze.

But this has nothing to do with the little house. He comes from the 21st century and follows the belief in technology in his heart.

Usually when the old man came to drink, he would play outside.

He has never believed in gods or ghosts, and he is also afraid that one day the old man will fall next to him and blackmail him.

He has finally lived a well-off life in this life, and he wants to maintain it.

However, as the saying goes, the more you avoid something, the more likely it will happen.

No, the little house fled outside, but the old man still caught him, and started to act like a hooligan with a drunken smell.

How could those little arms and legs in the little house resist? I could only look at my father, mother, uncle and aunt with tears.

"I'm talking about cow... cow nose, hiccup, why are you always touching my son? Even if you touch me again, he can't change from a son to a daughter, hiccup."

Hum! I hate you. Little House thought dully.

After groping for a while with his eyes closed, the old Taoist put the little house down. As soon as his feet touched the ground, the little house ran behind his mother. Although he had memories of his previous life, the flesh-and-blood family ties had already melted his iceberg.

The old Taoist drank a full kilogram of wine, but he looked full of energy and his speech was not as awkward as Fang Shide's.

The old Taoist held his white beard in his hand and said with a smile, "Little house, how about becoming the apprentice of the old Taoist?"

Fang Shide suddenly sobered up and quickly protected his son behind him, "Niubi, that's my son. He's going to pass on the family lineage to Fang Shi's family. Don't even think about it!"

Little House was very touching, and it would have been even more touching without the last sentence.

Little House's mother and Fang Shisheng and his wife also watched Lao Dao closely, fearing that he would abduct Little House.

The old Taoist laughed so loudly that his waist bent when he laughed, and his white eyebrows and white beard trembled like a dancer.

"What are you thinking? The little house is so cute, how can the old Taoist have the heart to let it stay in my ruined temple for the rest of his life? Moreover, you have made a mistake. Monks don't get married. We Taoists only need to have wine and meat to pass through our intestines. Sanqing's heart

Just sit down”

The little house rolled its eyes, "Good guy, do you want to make a sign of the cross with your feet and recite Amitabha when you enter the door from now on?"

You just bully and bully the rural people. You are so sophisticated that Little House doesn't have to worry about it. With your IQ, you are only ten years old with brain teasers.

"Uncle Taoist priest, how do you want me to become a disciple?" Little House asked in a crisp tone.

There is no doubt that Little House is a genius. Fang Shide and others have long accepted that Little House is obviously a child but has the tone of an adult.

"What do you call uncle, call me master! I won't take advantage of you, master. If you learn Tai Chi from me, you can not only strengthen your body, but also cultivate your character."

"This is a good idea!" Fang Shisheng clapped his hands and shouted.

The others also nodded. It happened that the adults usually had to do farm work and had no time to take care of him. There was no way to let Little House play alone in the village. Now there was a master who could discipline them for them. Why not?

Woolen cloth?

But the little house is not happy!

It's the 1990s, and rural people don't know how weak Tai Chi is, but they know very well that it's just a trick, and if they want to learn it, they have to learn the real moves.

The old man seemed to have sensed Little House's disdain, or maybe he had drunk too much and wanted to show off.

I saw the old man walking under the big tree in the yard.

Hold your chest, straighten your back, and hang your head with your head, bend your knees, loosen your waist, and look forward, relax your shoulders and droop your elbows, and let your energy sink to your Dantian.

A white crane spread its wings, followed by a wild horse parting its mane, and the palms of both hands shook the leaves of the big trees in the courtyard.

Wow!

Little House was stunned. He didn’t expect Tai Chi, which was slow and slow in his previous life, to be so powerful when performed by the old Taoist. You must know that the old Taoist is over 60 years old, and he had just finished singing and drinking.

But the seasoned performance is not over yet.

Hold your knees and step forward, wave the pipa with your hands, look up to the horse, kick your feet to the left, kick your feet to the right, don't relax your left and right feet!

Little House's eyes lit up, and he stood at the front. With the old Taoist's triumphant expression, he shouted loudly, "Five lightning whips! If you don't follow martial ethics, you are a rat's tail juice!"

………

"Little house, we're back for dinner," the old man's angry voice sounded.

"I understand, master"

Fang Shun sat on a big rock at the edge of the back mountain, puffing away mist.

The mountains and valleys were filled with milky white mist, so deep and thick, surging and rolling, swallowing up everything in the mountains.

This is a spectacular beauty that is not found in the city.

Under the embellishment of clouds and mist, everything is decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and wires look fluffy.

Fang Shun breathed out for the last time, and then opened his big Estee Lauder eyes full of stars.

Spring goes and autumn comes again, and in the blink of an eye, he is 6 years old!

With a height of 1.1 meters, he is not conspicuous among the children, but combined with that charming face and that damn temperament, Fang Shun is definitely the one who attracts attention even if he is standing in the crowd.

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In the ruined temple, the old Taoist was chatting with Fang Shisheng. When he saw Fang Shun coming down, Fang Shisheng hurriedly greeted him and said, "Little house, how about accompanying your uncle and aunt to the hospital today?"

Hospital?

Fang Shun frowned slightly, then said in surprise, "Is the second aunt about to give birth?!"

"Haha, it's coming soon. Don't you have to go to the hospital to check before giving birth? Is it a natural birth or a caesarean section? So I decided to take your second aunt to a bj to see the world and relax, but your second uncle has to go to the hospital.

After paying the money to see a doctor, I just want you, Little House, to accompany your second aunt for a walk in the park near the hospital, and when you come back, your second uncle will buy you delicious food!"

Fang Shun naturally agreed, but he still looked at the master after hesitation.

The old Taoist glanced at him and said angrily, "Don't you always want to go down the mountain to play in a big city? Now that you have the opportunity, why don't you agree quickly?"

Master, did you agree?!

Just when Fang Shun was about to leave, the old Taoist said again, "By the way, from tomorrow on, you don't have to come here anymore."

Fang Shun was startled and rushed to Lao Tao with a cry on his face. He already regarded Lao Tao as a real family member.

"Master, do you not want me anymore?! Did I do something wrong? Tell me, I will change it!!"

The old Taoist also felt the same, stroked his head, and said with a smile, "Good boy, you are already 6 years old. You have to respond to the country's call and go to school for nine years of compulsory study. Why do you still want the master to be educated by the police?

Besides, it’s not like the master has stopped seeing you, your father still owes me dozens of drinks.”

Only then did Fang Shun remember that there was such a thing and stood up awkwardly.

In the past few years, he has been crazy in the countryside. He either went to peek at the bath or was forced to learn Tai Chi by the Taoist. In addition, he had graduated and worked long ago in his previous life, so he forgot about school for a while.

"Ahem...what about that, master, I'm going down the mountain to the hospital with my second uncle and second aunt." Fang Shun laughed.

"Go away, as long as you are by my side, I will lose ten years of my life."

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Don't take it seriously, it's just a description, just laying a solid foundation for the future.
Chapter completed!