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Pluto Yan Danqing was squatting beside a stinky ditch, a face he was very familiar with reflected on the somewhat turbid water.

"Mother, look, there is a fool there?" A little girl stood not far behind him, and said to the woman in purple who was whispering to others: "Let's give him a bun, how pitiful!"

Smelly gutter?Fool?Could it be him?Yan Danqing turned around and pointed at herself, "Are you talking about me?"

The little girl nodded, ran to her mother and took out a bun from the basket, walked slowly to Yan Danqing and said, "Don't be afraid, little fool, I'll give you a bun."

For some reason, Yan Danqing stretched out a hand to take the bun, but when he was about to take it, he suddenly saw the little girl frowning slightly.Only then did he discover that his hands were covered with many wounds of different depths, and the wounds were mixed with mud, as if he had just thrown his hands on the ground.He quickly looked at the rest of his body, but none of them were clean.

No wonder people thought he was a fool the first time they saw him.

Yan Danqing's hand was frozen in the air, and when he was in a dilemma, a warm little hand held his hand.The little girl said angrily, "I really can't do anything about you." After saying that, she dragged him to a well in the distance and motioned him to squat down.

Yan Danqing knelt down, looked back at the girl's mother, chatting enthusiastically, talking and laughing, as if she didn't notice that her precious daughter was "playing" with a fool at the moment.

"Don't move." The little girl gently tugged at his hand, then took out a small handkerchief and soaked it in the wooden bucket beside her. "Don't move around, I'll wipe your hands clean first."

Yan Danqing originally wanted to withdraw her hand and wash it by herself, but seeing the little girl frowning seriously, she just

A little unbearable, she let her finish wiping both hands for herself.At the end, he asked her, "What's your name?"

The little girl was washing the handkerchief without looking at him, and said solemnly: "Mother said that you should not tell strangers your name casually."

"..." Yan Danqing said, "Did your mother tell you not to talk to strangers casually?"

The little girl said: "Mother said, but you are not a bad person, you are a little fool."

Yan Danqing couldn't laugh or cry, why did this little girl call him a fool. "I'm not a fool! I'm..."

"Xiao Fudie, we should go!" Before finishing speaking, the little girl's mother was waving in the distance.

Putting the washed handkerchief together with the steamed stuffed bun into Yan Danqing's hand, he waved and said, "Goodbye, little fool."

"En!" Yan Danqing watched her leave before getting up.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up the leaves and blew across the sky.Yan Danqing looked at the dark clouds gradually gathering in the sky and worried, this is the rhythm of rain!Let alone the inn with his dirty appearance, even the simple people may not let him in to shelter from the rain.

At this time, an old man with white beard hobbled over from another road with a bamboo basket full of hogweed on his back, straightened his waist slightly and glanced at him, saying, "Children from the Xiao family? It's going to rain soon, hurry up!" Let's go home!" He said, and waved to him slowly.

Yan Danqing took two steps forward and then stopped, looked around, was the old man talking about him?

Seeing that he didn't respond, the old man staggered and wanted to come over to hold him.Yan Danqing instantly felt the urge to cry, and hurriedly strode forward to help her.

After walking forward not far, a small village surrounded by mountains appeared in front of us.Although it is located in the middle of a big mountain, it has a large population, as many as a hundred households, compactly distributed on the flat land at the bottom of the valley.

There is a chastity archway at the entrance of the village, and on the left side of the archway stands a crooked stone tablet surrounded by withered grass, and the characters engraved on it are already unclear.Yan Danqing looked at it for a while but didn't see why, so he had to help the old man into the village.

At this time, the dark clouds were already very low, and the air was filled with a hot and humid atmosphere, and the strong wind was mixed with the smell of mud and rain, as if it would rain in an instant.

Not long after the two entered the village, the old man led him to the door of a house.There are wooden doors and wooden fences, through which you can see two big fat pigs in the pigsty at a glance.

"Here we are." The old man stopped, pushed open the door, turned around and said, "Children of the Xiao family, bear with the family beatings, and don't run away to the mountains again." After saying that, he slowly closed the wooden door, shook his head and sighed. : "Do evil!"

"..." Yan Danqing stood at the door in a daze, hearing what the old man said, didn't all the injuries on his body come from when he rolled down the mountain?Was it called by 'family members'?

"Young Master, I found it!" A sharp voice exploded not far behind him.Immediately afterwards, another sharp voice cursed in a low voice: "Would you fucking keep your voice down, find a place, beat him up and take him back."

The man replied in a low voice: "Yes, Eldest Young Master."

Yan Danqing thought: It's good, he doesn't need to find his way back to 'home' by himself, someone has already 'picked up' him.I wanted to turn around in a cool way, to see who was bold enough to hit him, but who knows, before I had time to be cool, my eyes went dark and I fell unconscious.

"Yo? Eldest young master, did he faint?" the man said happily.

"Idiot, don't hurry up, do you want me to get caught in the rain?" As he spoke, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the sky, followed by a purple thunderbolt.The young master was very shocked, and cursed: "His grandma, come as soon as you say. You fucking move faster, I'll leave first." After saying that, he left in a hurry before the rain fell.

The man responded, and ran towards Yan Danqing quickly.

I don't know how much time passed after that, when Yan Danqing felt a chill in his unconsciousness.There was a sudden "bang", and a person broke into the door.It was the young master from yesterday.He walked in with square steps swaggering, and shouted to Yan Danqing who was lying on the ground: "Get up."

He spoke very loudly, but the people on the ground were motionless, and there was no movement even after shouting a few times.He looked at the servant viciously and said, "Go over and have a look."

At this moment, the servant rushed forward to check, but as soon as his fingertips touched Yan Danqing's arm, he rolled and fled behind the young master in fright, saying in a trembling voice, "Da, darling, young master, he, he, he seems to be dead." gone."

After all, the young master kicked him away and shouted: "Useless things." Pointing to Yan Danqing's slightly heaving chest, he said: "Open your dog eyes and take a good look, people are still It’s not dead! Don’t bark all day long.”

The servant obediently opened his eyes wide and looked over, sure enough, Yan Danqing's chest rose and fell slightly, faint but steady, obviously alive.

"Damn it!" The servant spat, walked over and kicked Yan Danqing's legs hard, cursing as he kicked, "Grandma, I told you to run again, and I'll break your legs to see if you can't run." Ran."

"Okay, okay." After the servant kicked him a few times, the young master stopped him, and said impatiently, "Lock the door, and don't let him run out to ruin my good deeds."

"Yes, young master." The servant retracted his legs, quickly locked the door, and chased after the young master with a smile, "Don't worry, young master, I have locked three locks this time, this fool will never Come out and disturb your good business again!"

"You're smart." The young master snorted coldly, and strode towards the front hall.

It was not until he could no longer hear anyone's voice that Yan Danqing slowly opened his eyes and saw where he was now.

It should be the Xiao family without a doubt.

Thinking about it, Yan Danqing suddenly sneezed several times, perhaps because of the rain, his body, which was already hypothermic, became even colder, no wonder the servant was so frightened.The most urgent thing is to change clothes to warm up first, he doesn't want to become the first Pluto to be frozen to death in history.

Yan Danqing stood up and moved a few times, he couldn't help thinking: This body is quite resistant to blows, except for the numbness of the limbs from the cold, there is no special pain.

After walking around the room, Yan Danqing quickly found a clean set of clothes to change into.Well, now he's going to start figuring out why he's in this place.

First of all, he needs to know the relationship between this body and the Xiao family, because this person looks almost exactly like him before he was alive.The only difference is that he is much taller than him. If it wasn't for his height, he would almost think that he was reborn a thousand years ago.

He also thought that he was nothing more than being robbed or sacrificed. After all, he has also cultivated immortality and knows the way of it.However, when he saw his face, he immediately dismissed the idea.Whoever seizes the house and finds someone who looks like him, if the enemy recognizes him and thinks he is not dead, he will die again.

It is even more impossible to sacrifice a house. He has been the king of the underworld for so long, and he has never heard of any ghosts who were recalled because of the sacrifice. There are quite a few ghosts who want to take the house and be reborn.

Yan Danqing regretted it, he shouldn't have gone drinking with Po Meng.If it is true that he came to the world in a drunken frenzy and robbed other people's houses, that would be really bad.

It's a foregone conclusion, and it's of no use to think wildly.No matter what it is, Yan Danqing decided to face it. Now that he is a mortal body and locked up again, even if he wants to go back to the underworld, he must find a way to get out first.

He always thinks of what to do, but before thinking of a way to escape, Yan Danqing was not idle, he searched every corner of the room, and he really found a hidden compartment behind the bookshelf.

There were a few booklets inside, and the top booklet had a lot of dust on it, so it must have not been taken out for a long time.

Yan Danqing carefully brushed off the dust on it, and there were four large characters of Yang's Secret Technique written on the cover.

Secret technique books are not uncommon in the cultivation world. Even small households will create one or two of them, otherwise they would be ashamed to say that they are mixed cultivators when they go out.And like Mingjing Yifeitai, one of the best Taoist families in the world of self-cultivation, there are countless magical artifacts and treasures, and almost all of the library is full of secret techniques created by the family itself.

However, isn't this family surnamed Xiao?With doubts, Yan Danqing opened the book of Yang family's secret art, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.In order to prevent their own secret arts from being copied by others, some aristocratic families usually use secret language that only their own family members can understand.The Yang family is no exception, every page in the booklet is full of dense symbols.

It seems that after looking around, Yan Danqing didn't find the law to decipher, so he had to look at other books first.This time, he picked up a somewhat thick booklet.This book is very ordinary, with the six years of Yuanxi written on the cover, it should be a diary written by someone!

It really made him guess right.This is a log of a mother recording her child's growth.From July of the sixth year of Yuanxi to March of the 12th year of Yuanxi.Yan Danqing was fascinated by the brochure, this mother Yang loves his child Xiao Ran too much!Kissing my son, love, etc... Even if he said such nasty words, he would be a little shy, let alone a woman with an extremely thin skin.

I don't know how long he stood and watched, his legs were a little numb, and the sky had already darkened.The windows were sealed by wooden slats and no light could penetrate, and there was no candlestick in the room to illuminate, and the light from the only door also gradually disappeared.

There was no light, so Yan Danqing had no choice but to put the booklet in its original place, lie back on the bed, and planned to read the remaining third after dawn tomorrow.

Yan Danqing was dazed looking at the moonlight shining through the crack of the door, and thought to himself: How bad is this body's status in the Xiao family? He can't even give him food, and he is about to starve to death now.After a moment of daze, Yan Danqing couldn't bear the hunger, and shouted loudly: "Someone bring me something to eat!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice outside the door said happily: "Young master, are you awake? Wait a moment, I'll go get you something to eat."

Yan Danqing originally wanted to vent his emotions, but he didn't expect someone to hear and answer him.

When a cup of tea was not available, Yan Danqing heard a series of hurried footsteps.Just as the footsteps were approaching his door, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, and he remembered this voice.It was the voice of Xiao Jinsheng, the young master of the Xiao family, and he said slowly: "Li Qiu, who is this food for?"

Hearing this, Yan Danqing's heart suddenly fell in anticipation of the meal, come on, he won't be able to eat this meal.