Le Jinrong suddenly looked back and saw Ye Ziwu lying on the windowsill, looking happy that he had seen through Le Jinrong's plan.
Faced with Le Jinrong's indifference, Ye Ziwu didn't care at all. He was a relatively mature person. Although Le Jinrong stole his eggs not once or twice, he didn't care too much.
"Le Jinrong, I know you must have a spiritual root, probably a thunder root. I really envy you. Do you think that if I am struck by lightning, will I also get a spiritual root?"
"Won't."
"Why?" Ye Ziwu tilted his head.
"You'll just get hacked to death."
"..." The expression on Ye Ziwu's face was a little hurt:
"Do you think you have to be so direct when speaking?"
Le Jinrong was unmoved: "I'm just stating the facts. After all, not everyone can have such good luck as me. If you want to live a few more days, don't think that you can get spiritual roots by being struck by lightning."
Ye Ye's fleshless face was a little disappointed.
"How do you have spiritual roots? I don't even know if I have spiritual roots."
When he said this, Le Jinrong's lips moved and he almost said: You have spiritual roots.
He didn't know why he had such a strong premonition, he just felt that Ye Zi had no spiritual roots in his body.
"It's time for you to go home."
Ye Ziwu glared at him: "No wonder you have no friends. I took the initiative to make friends with you and you actually kicked me out. Is there anyone like you? Be careful not to talk about your wife in the future."
"You don't need to mind your own business."
"Cut." Ye Zi gave him a blank look.
"Well... I really want to go to the world of cultivation with you. Can you take me with you when you leave?"
Le Jinrong refused without hesitation, but what she got in return was Ye Ziwu crying and pleading.
Even so, Le Jinrong did not let go, and finally stomped Ye Ye lifelessly.
"Whether you want to take me with you or not, if you don't take me with you, I'll go by myself, hum."
After saying that, he ran out of the yard.
Le Jinrong looked at his retreating back, feeling extremely irritated. Just when Ye Ziwu was about to run out of the yard, she couldn't help shouting:
"Yi Ziwu, if you go to the world of cultivation, your parents will be sad."
Ye Ziwu paused for a moment, and finally ran away.
When Ye Ziwu returned home, his mother was standing in front of the chicken coop and scolding him.
"It must have been that broomstick from the Le family who stole our eggs again. My wife and son haven't eaten much of the good eggs yet, but they have all been taken advantage of by that weirdo. I can't survive this life."
The woman was wearing coarse clothes that had been washed white. She had a loud voice. She was not ugly, but she was not good-looking either.
The man from the Ye family came out of the house at this time.
"Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning? If you lose the egg, just throw it away. You are making such a fuss that all the neighbors heard it."
The man's appearance is not that good either. He has been working in the fields for a long time, and his skin is rough and dark. At first glance, you can tell that he is a farmer.
The son born to this couple does not follow his father or his mother. He is fair and clean. Even if he is a little fatter, his handsome appearance cannot be concealed.
He has big eyes, and when he smiles, pear dimples appear on both sides of his cheeks, which are particularly sweet. At only eight years old, he can predict that he will be a handsome man when he grows up.
The couple only has one son, so precious.
Seeing Ye Ziwu come back from outside, he quickly asked:
"Son, where have you been?"
Ye Ziwu told his parents that he was chasing Le Jinrong. He chuckled and said:
"Mom, that brat Le Jinrong didn't steal the eggs. I took them away. I heard that raw eggs taste better than boiled eggs, so I..."
When he said this, the anger on Ye's mother's face immediately disappeared.
"Where did you kid hear all this nonsense?" He said disapproving words, but there was already a smile on his face. No matter how much his son likes it, the greatest blessing for their couple is to have a child.
Such a beautiful child, to put it bluntly, seems as if he is not the son of the couple.
That nose, those eyes, those eyebrows, that face, oh my, they are even prettier than the dolls in the New Year paintings.
Her son is the most beautiful in the whole Lingzhou City.
"Son, you must not be full after eating two eggs. Come and eat, the cornmeal porridge has been cooked by the lady."
Ye Ziwu agreed with a smile and followed Ye Mu into the house to eat.
After they left, the old hen wandered out of the chicken coop.
His fierce eyes didn't look like what a chicken should look like.
It was even more ferocious than a pecking rooster. His eyes were fixed on Ye Ziwu's body, and the hair on his neck was blowing up, like a fighting cock.
It wants to vent all its anger.
However, he was the only chicken in the chicken coop, and he couldn't even find a fight with the chicken.
When he first came to this home, he never expected that the child in this family would be Ye Ziwu.
He didn't know how the bastard Ye Ziwu died. What puzzled him the most was that Ye Ziwu was a cultivator, so how could he be reincarnated after death?
And Le Jinrong also reincarnated.
They are really enemies in the past life and mortal enemies in this life. They will meet each other even if they are reincarnated.
Who would have thought that a particularly ferocious-looking chicken would have such rich psychological activities, and from its psychological activities, it can be inferred that it was an old acquaintance with Le Jinrong and Ye Ziwu in its previous life.
It wandered around in the chicken coop that smelled of chicken shit. It had already adapted to such a harsh environment. When it got tired and hungry from wandering around, it walked to an iron basin to peck at it. The hatred and unwillingness in its eyes were always there.
It has never diminished.
The Xuantian Sword Sect is thousands of miles away from Lingzhou City.
The sunlight penetrated the spiritual mist and shone on the Sword Peak of the Sea of Clouds, covering the Sword Peak with a layer of golden light.
At dawn, the monks who had meditated all night all walked out of the cave, used a dust-clearing technique on themselves, and after washing themselves, they came to the martial arts field in high spirits to continue practicing swordsmanship.
Xiao Tianquan looked refreshed and confident, walking with a steady tiger step. It was so magical to look at.
Everyone else went to practice sword practice, but Xiao Tianquan was not in a hurry.
Compared to practicing swordsmanship, he prefers being a milkmaid for Junior Sister Youyou.
On a new day, the happiest thing could never be more than watching junior sister Youyou suck milk.
Xiao Tianquan felt like he was floating when he walked, but after taking two steps, a sweet female voice came from behind him.
"Senior brother Xiao, are you going to milk little junior sister Youyou? How can such a glorious mission be without us? Let's go, let's go with you."
These two people were none other than Ni Fangpi and Zhu Bajie, two beautiful female nuns.
Everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect wants to get close to Lu Youyou. Whether they can get good luck is secondary. The most important thing is that they really like the appearance of junior sister Youyou's breast dumplings.
Let me ask you about a girl who is five or six months old. She has milky white skin and big watery eyes. When she looks at people, it is as if you are her whole world.
The key point is that the milk dumplings also have a milky flavor and the unique fragrance of nectar.
o(≧口≦)oIt’s so cute that it explodes, okay?
The three of them flew to the back mountain soon. When they got there, they saw that the red-eyed fire beast was enjoying itself a lot.
Yesterday, he looked like he was dying to live without love.
Look now, lying down in the grass, bathing in the sun, wrapped in spiritual mist.
If it was compared to being in the countryside before, then now it is like being taken to a big villa in the city to enjoy its blessings.
The three of them almost laughed. When they walked over to milk the cow, the red-eyed fire beast just raised his eyelids and didn't resist at all.
The look in his eyes seemed to say: finish squeezing quickly and get out of here, don't disturb my mother's bathing in the sun.