Watching Chen Pingan playing with civet cats and entertaining himself.

Wei Yang's eyes moved slightly, and a silent spell blessed the civet cat.

The next moment, the civet cat suddenly jumped out of Chen Pingan's hands, jumped onto the wall, and then looked back at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan was a little confused by the civet cat's move.

He called out, but the civet cat ignored him and just looked at him like that.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but said: "Little raccoon, you don't want me to go with you, do you?"

"Meow!" the civet cat called out.

Chen Ping's eyes widened with disbelief.

Little raccoon can actually understand what he said?

Could it be that this civet cat has an extraordinary background and is not an ordinary cat?

Somewhat curious, he couldn't help following.

The civet cat jumped off the wall again and walked along the flowers.

Chen Pingan followed behind, and soon walked around to the back door of the house.

Chen Pingan didn't hesitate, he opened the door and went out.

Although the opening of the Tianmai failed, it has not been taken seriously since then, but it is still the blood of the family, and it is free to come and go. At present, it is just waiting to grow up, and the family will arrange some things to do, so that it will stay away from the power center of the Marquis Mansion.

Some servants of the Chen family saw it, but they pretended not to see it.

A Chen family blood that has lost the value of cultivation will only be a little stronger than them in the future, and can only fend for itself.

Chen Pingan left the house.

Following the civet cat all the way, they came to a small courtyard.

The courtyard wall is not high.

The civet cat jumped up the wall and went in.

Now Chen Ping'an was blinded.

It is natural to go in and out freely in one's own home, but it is not acceptable to go to someone else's home, which is not appropriate.

He could only call for the little raccoon outside, hoping that the raccoon would come out by himself.

After a while, the door of the small courtyard opened, and a young girl walked out, looking at Chen Pingan curiously.

Suddenly being sized up.

Chen Pingan was not used to it, and saluted timidly: "Hi, Miss, my name is Chen Pingan, my cat ran to your house."

"I know."

The girl was Hong, she spoke calmly, and looked at the boy's expression with a little satisfaction.

There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world.

As soon as Master and I moved in, a cat came in, and a boy also came?

Hong, who had experienced Wei Yang setting up a stall to sell garbage, immediately knew that this young man was the second disciple Master planned to take in.

Since they are disciples, they are relatives.

And as a senior sister, I am obliged to teach my mentors and younger brothers.

"Then, that civet cat?" Chen Pingan saw that the red was easy to talk, and asked hurriedly.

Hong said: "This cat has a predestined relationship with my master, and now it is kneeling and licking my master, and doesn't want to leave." Hong replied directly.

Chen Ping was dumbfounded.

Kneeling and licking your master?

How can a cat kneel and lick?

"You don't believe it? Then come in and see."

After speaking, Hong turned around and went back to the yard.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but followed in.

Mainly I'm worried about civet cats.

Although I haven't known him for long, I really like this cat so much.

Then, after Chen Ping entered, he was dumbfounded.

It really is.

In the yard, there was a man lying on the lawn.

Now the civet cat was kneeling at the man's feet, licking his feet.

It was so hot, as if eating something good, and I squinted my eyes, looking like I was enjoying it.

Chen Pingan didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, the man suddenly said, "Your name is Chen Pingan, right?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, I'm Chen Pingan, who are you?" Chen Pingan returned to his senses, and hurriedly saluted and asked.

He is really too disciplined.

It was taught by his late mother.

It is not surprising that many people are polite, and always maintain a humble attitude, so that you can suffer less.

"I, I am your master."

Wei Yang sat up and looked at Chen Pingan with a smile.

Chen Ping was stunned again, but then smiled bitterly: "Uncle, you are joking, I have no talent for cultivation, and I have never worshiped a teacher."

"Who said you don't have it? Your talent is just not discovered by the people here, and I'll give you a chance to become a teacher, are you willing to accept it?"

Wei Yang asked.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, and said: "I am willing. No one teaches me at home, and no one cares about me. My mother said that people are the happiest when they are alive and someone cares about them."

"In that case, come over and kowtow."

Chen Pingan didn't think too much, walked over, knelt down, and kowtow respectfully, one after another endlessly.

Finally, Chen Pingan felt something was wrong, raised his body, and looked at Wei Yang embarrassedly.

Wei Yang nodded and said: "You kowtowed eleven heads, it seems that you and this world still have 11 years of fate, so we are here to accompany you for 11 years."

"what?"

Chen Ping was at a loss, not understanding the meaning of these words.

Wei Yang didn't explain, just flicked his fingers, the basic knowledge instilled in Hong was instilled in Chen Pingan again, and then he said: "Get up, from today onwards, you will learn from your senior sister, and come over regularly in the future."

Chen Ping got up obediently and looked at Hong.

Hong smiled: "Ping An, I am your second senior sister, you also have a senior brother, I have never seen it, and it is far away at present, you will see it later, but now, I am the oldest, and you will listen to me in the future. "

"Yes, Senior Sister." Chen Pingan nodded happily.

I don't know why, but he was very happy.

Because now he feels that he has a family again, not alone.

"Let's go, Senior Sister will take you to practice calligraphy. Today you are just getting started, so you can write [-] words first, and when you understand what writing is, follow me and make [-] strokes a day." Hong said seriously.

Chen Pingan didn't understand, but obediently agreed, and then was dragged away by Hong.

At this time, Wei Yang looked at the sky with burning eyes.

After 11 years, what has changed in this world?

I want to take away a person, but I actually gave the standard of 11 years?

Ah.

After all, I took advantage of it, and it was the child who gave back to my hometown.

Just agreed for 11 years.

Wei Yang's thoughts spread across the world.

In the dark, the will of the heavens and the earth has changed a little.

But at this time, in this world, the faces of the masters of all potential cultivators have changed, as if something has changed in the future.

It's just that the fantasy world here is not good at deduction, and can only spy on some blessings and misfortunes when it manifests with the help of heavenly secrets.

Nowadays, God's will changes, and it is difficult to distinguish good from bad.

But for a while, every place in the world has its own response, in case of disaster.

Time passed slowly.

Night falls.

Xiaopingan dragged his tired body and trembling hands, and went out of the small courtyard.

He was given red.

Hong smiled and said, "You performed well today, come here early tomorrow to continue."

Chen Ping'an drooped his face: "Yes, Senior Sister."

"What? Senior sister taught you, are you unhappy?" Hong still smiled.

But seeing this smile, Chen Pingan quickly squeezed out a smile: "Happy."

"Just be happy. I don't like boys drooping their faces. They're too ugly and lack vigor. If you droop your faces in the future, I'll beat you." Hong still smiled.

Chen Ping continued to smile on his face, but wanted to cry in his heart.

How can I stand, such a senior sister.

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