[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

Huo Changsheng doesn't necessarily live in Chengshou's Mansion a few times throughout the year, it's almost shabby and cold, with only an old servant and a couple of rough servants.Worried that Pei Zhao would not get used to it, Xie Ci left Lu Shaoyang to take care of him before leaving.

There are five younger brothers and three younger sisters in Lu Shaoyang's family, who are very good at taking care of children.

When Xie Ci returned to Chengshou Mansion with a mess in his arms, he realized that he was really worrying too much.

"How long has he been there?" Xie Ci raised his head and asked.

Lu Shaoyang was ashamed, and replied falteringly: "The last general doesn't know...it will disappear in the blink of an eye..."

He was so scared that it was easy to find him, and he thought he had lost him.The young master didn't make a sound, but when he raised his head inadvertently, he saw him sitting on the roof with his chin in his hands, blinking expressionlessly.Lu Shaoyang broke out in a cold sweat, and tried to go up and hug him down. As soon as he took a step, the child moved to the edge of the eaves, with the appearance of "I'll jump if you want to come up".

Lu Shaoyang had never seen this kind of posture before, he watched eagerly, and couldn't persuade the young master to say a word, so he had to wait anxiously for his general to come back to deal with it.

If Xie Ci doesn't come back, this honest young man will probably stare at Pei Zhao until tomorrow.

Xie Ci still couldn't figure it out: "...how did he get up there?"

The protagonist of the topic is sitting on the ridge of the roof of the main room, holding his chin and looking into the distance, his curly hair is messed up in the wind, his face is expressionless and his eyes are fixed, like a lifelike statue.

Xie Ci pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed wearily and said, "Go eat, I'll take care of it here."

"Yes, General."

Xie Ci leaned against the tree in the yard and rubbed his face vigorously, trying to use this method to get rid of all the disturbing thoughts in his head, but unfortunately the effect was mediocre.He tried to tell himself that at the moment of the mission, the overall situation is the most important thing, but in the end, only two big words "shit" remained in his mind.

Go to your fucking mission.Fuck your system.Go to your fucking reincarnation department.

The system prudently kept silent in the depths of his mind, and Xie Ci didn't mind his thoughts being seen by him, and now he felt that it was a joke that he traveled time and time again to complete these inexplicable tasks.

He must have been a heinous bastard in his previous life, right?Otherwise, why would the underworld refuse to let An Ansheng go to reincarnation happily?

He laughed at himself and raised his head to meet Pei Zhao's green eyes.

The child stared at him again with that kind of focused eyes that others couldn't understand, and his whole body seemed to be melting in the magnificent sunset.

Xie Ci doesn’t remember where I saw it a long time ago. He said that children with autism see the world in a completely different way from ordinary people. This child likes to stay in high places so much, probably because the scenery at high places is very good, right?

"Puppy," Xie Ci waved at him, "Can I come up and sit down?"

Pei Zhao fixed his expression with his eyes, probed a little, and finally nodded slowly.

Xie Ci made a "wait for me a while" gesture, "I'm going to get something."

He quickly ran to the kitchen, picked up a plate of roast chicken and a jug of wine in the surprised eyes of the crowd, and then climbed up to the roof of Pei Zhaodai.

"Can I sit next to you?"

Pei Zhao didn't say anything, so Xie Ci took it as his acquiescence.

He put the wine and meat between Pei Zhao and himself, and sat down on the roof.

The wind in the evening is still very dry, but it is not so hot, and there is a trace of coolness in the wind, with the smell of cooking smoke and desert.The scenery at the high place is really good. Sitting here, he can see the small half of Yucheng, the people returning home, the leisurely flock of sheep, the sporadic lights, shrouded in the colorful and scorching sunset.

Xie Ci picked up the jar and took a big gulp of wine. The cold liquid rolled all the way down and became hot like fire, and there was a scalding bitterness in his mouth and throat.

The gaze from the side was too existential, Xie Ci glanced to the side, and the green-eyed puppy was staring at the wine in his hand.

Xie Ci felt a little funny, shook the jar on purpose, and asked, "Want some?"

Pei Zhao nodded quickly, with a little longing in his eyes.

It was the first time for Xie Ci to see such vivid emotions on his face, but he still ruthlessly refused, "No, wait until your hair grows, now you can only eat meat."

He pushed the plate of roast chicken aside.

Pei Zhao glared at him hatefully, put his chin on his knees and stopped looking at him, and didn't look at the delicious and shiny chicken.

Xie Ci didn't bother to care about him, he only cared about drinking the wine without taking a sip.

A small hand hesitantly and slowly reached out to the plate, and grabbed a chicken leg.

Xie Ci glanced at him, he seemed a little embarrassed, his hands froze in mid-air.Xie Ci smiled, "Eat it, it was meant for you."

Pei Zhao took a big bite with peace of mind, and quickly peeked at Xie Ci, "Unhappy."

"What?" Xie Ci raised his eyebrows, "Sick of home?"

Pei Zhao shook his head, chewed the meat and said inarticulately: "You."

Xie Ci was silent for a while, then took another big sip of wine, "Ah, a little bit."

Pei Zhao slowly ate a chicken leg, raised his finger to the sky, and said, "Stars."

Xie Ci raised his head along his fingertips, the sky was getting darker, the stars in the sky were gradually showing their light, and the Milky Way was looming in the dimming silver light.

"They won't be unhappy, they." Pei Zhao said seriously.

Xie Ci was stunned, he was a little unsure if the child was comforting himself.When Pei Zhao was gnawing on the second chicken leg, he asked softly, "What about you, puppy?"

Pei Zhao stopped chewing, wrinkled his nose slightly, and replied vaguely, "It's okay."

Xie Ci had a feeling of losing to the 13-year-old kid, he couldn't help laughing, and handed him the remaining half jar of wine, "Have some?"

Pei Zhao's eyes lit up.

That night, Lu Shaoyang waited and waited anxiously in the yard, staring dumbfounded at his general, who smelled of alcohol and had piercing eyes, with a blushing, peacefully sleeping child under his arm, who jumped down lightly from the roof .

It was like a god coming down to subdue the ultimate big devil.

Lu Shaoyang looked at the general in awe, "Wow."

***

Early the next morning, Xie Ci took Pei Puppy, who hadn't woken up, and rode to the camp.

Since Pei Zhao was to be trained to become a famous general, of course he had to be put in the military barracks to practice. As for his autism problem, Xie Ci is not a psychologist, so it is better to leave it to smart people to solve it.

A group of big men in the army surrounded this beautiful black-haired and green-eyed cub in amazement. Pei Zhao had never seen such a battle before, and nervously huddled behind Xie Ci and grabbed his sleeve.

Ke Ningyu frowned at this. He had heard that the son of the British prince was an idiot. He exchanged the military power of the tiger charm for such a fool. .

In the end, he saw his master backing away from the left and right, digging out the stupid cub from behind, and pushing it in front of his eyes.

Ke Ningyu frowned so much that he could kill a fly, and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Xie Ci coughed lightly, rubbed his hands together and said, "Sir, do you think you can be the puppy's teacher?"

Ke Ningyu: "..." I really want to refuse.

Xie Ci slapped Pei Zhao on the back, only to see the child shaking unsteadily, and Ko Ningyu frowned even tighter.

The child raised his head to look at him, and said softly, "Teacher."

Coning Yu: "..."

He couldn't bear to avoid the child's watery eyes, so he glared angrily and thanked him, raised his eyebrows with a sneer, "General, are you buying and selling by force?"

Xie Ci rubbed his hands guiltily, and said: "This kid is actually quite smart, and he has read some books before... You can teach him some military strategies in your spare time, er, step by step..."

Xie Ci couldn't continue under the increasingly cold eyes of Ke Ningyu, so he had no choice but to push Pei Zhao towards the other party, and said solemnly: "There are still some military affairs to be dealt with, I will go first."

After speaking, as if he was afraid that he would stop him, he quickly slipped out.

Ke Ningyu's chest heaved violently a few times, and she pressed her forehead with a headache. When she lowered her head, she saw Pei Zhao staring at her.

The child did not avoid his eyes, and seemed interested.

To a child, he couldn't say anything serious, so he sighed and asked, "What did you study before?"

Pei Zhao didn't speak.

Ke Ningyu had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "Have you learned "Thousand Character Classic", "Three Character Classic", and "Hundred Family Surnames"?"

Pei Zhao hesitated, and nodded slightly.

Ke Ningyu smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Yes, at least I can read the characters."

He paced to the desk and picked out a copy of "Fenghou Eight Formation Art of War" from a pile of books, thinking that there are many formation pictures on it, and children should be able to read it a bit.

He motioned Pei Zhao to sit next to the small table, put the book on the table, and said, "Your Majesty, let's read this book first, and if you don't understand anything, you can ask Ke."

After speaking, he walked back to the table and sat down, picked up the scroll and read it.As a military adviser, he had to deal with no less important matters than Xie Ci, and he really didn't have much time to deal with this stupid half-grown child.

Pei Zhao walked slowly to the small table, took a look at the "Eight Arrays", and then glanced at Ke Ningyu.

In fact, Ke Ningyu had been paying attention to Pei Zhao from the corner of his eye, and asked in time: "Your Majesty, do you think this book is a bit difficult?"

Pei Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "No, I've read it... I can recite it."

Ke Ningyu raised one eyebrow, and asked in disbelief: "The son means, you have read this book, can you still recite it?"

Pei Zhao nodded.

Ke Ningyu looked at him suspiciously, and said, "The heavens cover the array."

Pei Zhao continued without any hesitation: "At the beginning of the 24 formations, the six formations guarding Jingmen are combined. The one in the northwest is the dry land, and the dry formation is the sky formation. The sky formation has sixteen, the outer square and the inner circle, and the fourth is the wind formation. Yang, whose image is the sky, is the master of the formation and the leader of the soldiers. Make good use of the three armies, and its shape is not biased.①”

Ke Ningyu stood up slowly, "'There is no place to give up, but there is no place to live'②, the next sentence."

"Nothing is left behind, if you encircle the land, you will plot, if you die, you will fight."

"The enemy knows our situation and conspires with me, what can I do?" Ke Ningyu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"The art of military victory is to closely monitor the enemy's opportunities and quickly take advantage of them, and quickly attack them unexpectedly."③

"'Those who should be cautious' ④, what's the explanation?"

Pei Zhao couldn't answer, his small face wrinkled and looked frustrated, "...haven't learned yet."

However, Ke Ningyu was in a good mood, his eyes were amazingly bright, and his pale cheeks were flushed with excitement. He held the pen holder and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, good you old Huo, good you Old Huo! Hahahaha...cough cough cough..."

Because of the emotional ups and downs, the military division coughed muffledly, shaking his head and laughing.Pei Zhao stood there blankly, staring blankly at the crazy-looking adult in front of him.

Uncle said that the teacher is in poor health and has a bad temper... Could it be that he is going to die of anger from me?

The author has something to say:

①From "Fenghou Eight Formation Art of War"

②From "Sun Tzu's Art of War Nine Changes"

③From "Six Secret Teachings · The Way of War"

④From "Wu Zi·On Generals"

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