The next moment, the boy saw a little squirrel standing on the wall. He was laughing loudly, and his eyes widened and his voice stopped abruptly!

He subconsciously took two steps back, stared at the little squirrel, rolling his throat, swallowing, "You smashed me with something?"

The little squirrel didn't say anything and took out a nut from his mouth again.

Then it raised the nuts with one palm, and then used the other palm to signal the boy to continue shooting arrows, with a stance of "If you don't shoot well, I will kill you."

Of course, when the first nut was smashed, the little squirrel followed the teacher's teachings and kept the strength to a minimum without hurting people at will.

Otherwise, the young man would have been lying down long ago, so where would he have the say?

When the boy saw the little squirrel's actions, he was stunned again, and was surprised and surprised.

Even a bright light began to illuminate in his eyes.

After all, this was the first time he had met a little squirrel that was so humane.

"Do you want to see me keep shooting archery?"

The boy understood the meaning of the little squirrel and immediately laughed happily.

"Haha, OK! Then I will continue to practice."

So he picked up the arrow again, and his whole body seemed to be filled with endless power, and began to perform archery performances for the only audience of Little Squirrel.

What made the boy feel discouraged and helpless was that only one arrow hit the target this time with more than a dozen arrows.

Unexpectedly, another nut was hit on his head.

The boy was not angry, but turned his head and grinned at the little squirrel, and said happily, "Don't leave first, I will definitely shoot more than three arrows."

He quickly raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his face, continued to pick up the arrows, and continued to practice archery, and failed over and over again.

Nuts kept hitting his head and then falling to the ground, making a crisp "splash" sound.

At the end, the boy was exhausted from practicing. He looked at the three arrows inserted on the target and grinned, but he had no strength to pull the arrow again, so he had to stop.

Then he looked down at the pile of nuts scattered on the ground. His smile became stronger and hesitated. Without any hesitation, he squatted down and began to pick up the nuts one by one.

The little squirrel stood on the wall, a little angry by the boy's archery technique, and was about to smash a nut again.

Suddenly, when it saw the boy's actions, it was stunned for a moment, and then slowly put down the nuts in its hand.

Soon, the boy picked up all the nuts on the ground, held them in his hands, ran quickly to the little squirrel, handed them out, and smiled happily, "Here, you will return all the nuts you threw away."

The little squirrel looked at the bright smile of the boy, and then looked at the pile of nuts in his palm. He was not polite and quickly swept it away.

The boy smiled even happier when he saw the little squirrel so human.

He quickly climbed over the wall, sat next to the little squirrel, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said softly, "It has been a long time since no one has played with me..."

Speaking of this, the boy turned his head and looked at the little squirrel, and he was surprised to see that the little squirrel also looked up.

This made the boy grin involuntarily, as if he had finally found a chat partner and could speak up his mind.

“I had some friends before, and they lived nearby.

We played basketball and football together every day, and we had a good time, but then…”

The boy's voice became a little deeper.

"They, like my classmates in my class, began to slowly alienate me after knowing that my grandfather was picking up rags.

I didn't blame them, and I would say hello to them every day as before, even though they ignored me.

Sometimes I wonder if I am not good enough to them?

Why did I play well before and I didn’t play with me all the time…”

The boy looked at the night sky with some different lights.

He took a deep breath and sniffed, feeling the topic was a bit dull.

So he smiled and turned to look at the little squirrel, talking about other things.

"It's so late, why haven't you come home yet? Your parents must be waiting anxiously.

In fact, before I moved here, I went home very late after school every day, and my mother would scold me.

But after moving here, my parents were busy making money, driving taxis every day and driving until very late before returning home. I haven't heard my mother scold me for a long time..."

The boy did not look at the night sky anymore, but looked at the dark room, and was silent for a while, and smiled, "Forget it, don't talk about these unhappy things..."

As he said that, the boy turned his body sideways, stretched out his right hand and introduced himself, "By the way, my name is Lin Qianyi. I'm very happy to meet you, an interesting little squirrel tonight."

Just when the boy remembered that the little squirrel could not speak, he couldn't help laughing and wanted to pull his right hand back.

Suddenly a crisp sound rang in his ears.

"Is that so? Then you're too happy."

...

At the same time, in the Imperial Heaven Department in Jingzhou.

On the Sitiantai, there were cool breezes, and four figures were sitting quietly.

Among them is Zhao Xinghai holding a whisk.

Old professor Qin Zhengcheng.

There are two other old friends, Lao Chen and Lao Zhang who Qin Zhengcheng called to request support before.

Among them, Lao Chen is the old director of the Institute of History and Chen Hongyi.

Lao Zhang is a professor of geography at a well-known university.

They were called by Lao Qin tonight and said that there was a very important thing that they had to be discussed in the Qintian Department.

So after dinner, they rushed here without stopping.

Just now, after watching the video played by Lao Qin, they were a little confused.

The video was edited a bit messy, sometimes the fall of the first Rubik's Cube, sometimes the vision that appeared on Qingcheng Mountain that night, and the fall of the second and third Rubik's Cubes.

And at the end of the video, there are eight cases that have occurred in the past two days.

And the location of the case was connected, and the target was directly aimed at Jingzhou!

Zhao Xinghai looked at the red line in the video, suddenly felt aroused in his heart and said, "Old Qin, haven't you let go of the obsession in your heart yet?"

When Lao Chen and Lao Zhang heard this, they were immediately surprised and quickly turned their heads to look at Lao Qin and frowned.

They have been friends with Lao Qin for decades, so naturally they know that Lao Qin’s biggest obsession is to find a path of cultivation so that his descendants of the Qin family can practice smoothly.

For this reason, Qin Zhengcheng did not hesitate to travel around Jiuzhou and visit all the great masters, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Finally, he saw hope in a news story and formed a team to go to Kunlun Mountain. After working hard for two years, he finally found the traces of the gods.

This is why, when he sees the big monster in the small village, he firmly believes that the gods are inside!

Because he had already contacted the staff of Zhen'ansi and knew that there were practitioners in the world, and there were also various scriptures and treasure books left by ancient Qi Refiners.

He had been trapped in his heart for a long time and was too deep, and he could not understand it.

Why can't anyone with the Qin surname be on the road of cultivation on the land of Jiuzhou?

Is it related to the unification of Qin Shihuang thousands of years ago?!
Chapter completed!