world's most stupid

Eleven will wait a long time?

If it's dealing with a powerful enemy, he doesn't mind spending months, years or even longer on the layout, and his patience has always been very good.

But for He Xiujie... It's not that he despises him, but that this scumbag loves to kill himself.

He Xiujie, who got a windfall, was very proud these two days. Apart from going out to "gamble", he asked his servants to buy good wine to enjoy every day.

On this day, He Xiujie probably drank too much, ran to the yard to cool off, and slipped into the small pond that a few children dug out not long ago.

Afterwards, He Xiujie, who was rescued in time, always yelled that He Shishi and the children wanted to kill him, and even went to the Patriarch to cry, and the people in their early thirties cried until they burst into tears and snot.

The children were helpless, so they had to fill the pond that had just been dug.

But after that time, He Xiujie looked at the children as if they were enemies, especially when he saw Eleven, he could grit his teeth loudly.

Every time Eleven sees his father, he always looks aggrieved in front of people, and when no one is looking at him, he makes a gesture of wiping He Xiujie's neck.

He Xiujie hated and feared him, so he hurried to urge the black broker.

Eleven continued to dig holes for his father...

Soon, the identification of the spider silk sent to Feixue Tingtao Building came to fruition.

"It's actually colorful clouds!" Yung Zu turned pale.

The expressions of the other ancestors were also a bit abnormal.

The multicolored cloud silk comes from the desert monster tarantula, and all those who come out have the foundation building stage.

This kind of monster tarantula lives in the depths of the desert, and it is extremely difficult to catch, and only those above the foundation stage will run out of deep caves to hunt prey.

But the multicolored cloud silk spit out by this monster tarantula is very useful, because its silk can be preserved and kept fresh, and it is an excellent raw material for refining storage bags.It is said that this kind of multicolored cloud silk is also needed in the beauty-preserving pills such as Zhuyan Dan.

The price of multicolored cloud silk with such a great effect has always been very high in the cultivator's market, and it is difficult to find and catch monster tarantulas, so the price is rising almost every year.

At present, the market price of colorful cloud silk can be sold for one thousand spirit coins per penny, and the colorful cloud silk in this cloth bag weighs six coins!That's [-] spirit coins!

They, the He family, are in a lot of pain even to buy a Yangyuan Pill and spend three hundred spirit coins. These sixty thousand spirit coins are definitely a huge sum of money for them.

And this multicolored cloud thread can not only bring them wealth benefits, but if they can get to know one or two master craftsmen who can refine storage bags, or alchemists who can refine third-level pills, they congratulate them! The background of the family can be further deepened.

The ancestor of their family, Wen Bai, was also an alchemist, but that one can only refine the second-level elixir now.

If you can make good use of this multicolored cloud thread...

"Xiujie is so confused!" Yun Zu patted the table.

"Yeah, that's his own son, how could he be so confused?" Joey Yung also shook his head and sighed.

Yunzu said: "Even if the child's soul is really a powerful person who seized the house and rebuilt it, he owes our He family a friendship if he uses the body of our He family descendants. If this karma is settled, the He family will definitely be rewarded in the future. But it is no wonder that people don’t regard the He family as their enemies when He Xiujie does something like this! Zhidao, why didn’t you tell your son? Clear these?"

He Zhidao smiled wryly, "I told him, but he just didn't listen, and he only thought that the kid on Eleven would kill him."

"I don't think that child on Eleven is that kind of inhuman monster." Another ancestor said.

"Yes, he respects his mother He Sunshi and his brothers and sisters very much, and the disrespect to Xiujie before was mostly because of them."

"Good boy!" Yunzu praised.

An ancestor named Yun Qi suddenly said, "Do you think that child was really taken away?"

The ancestors were silent for a while.

Yun Zu: "I can't see it. The Horcrux didn't shake out, it shouldn't be."

Joey Yung: "Even if it is nothing. Zhidao, treat that child well. Since he values ​​his mother and siblings, he is a person who values ​​friendship. Our He family treats him well, and he will not be harmful to our He family in the future." .”

"Yes." He Zhidao bowed.

"However, the child's ability to rebound damage is quite interesting."

"It's a pity that he has no talent for cultivation."

"It's nothing if you don't have the talent for cultivation. According to what Xiujie said, that child is indeed a bit weird. You say... Is that child reincarnated by a certain power? Or is there a certain magic weapon or magic weapon fragments hidden in his body?" These two questions from Patriarch Yunqi made everyone present quiet down instantly.

He Zhidao also clenched his hands.

After a long time, Yun Zu said: "It's not impossible, not to mention reincarnation and recultivation. Eleven Lang has no talent for cultivation. If he can't practice, that mighty man probably won't be able to restore the memory of his previous life. As for the body Fragments of the magic weapon... It is rumored that the first generation of Guanghan Palace master came to the world with the magic weapon fragments in his body, and then he was able to create the Guanghan Palace, and became the head of the top ten cultivation families in Cangyun Continent in a very short period of time."

Another old ancestor couldn't help but said: "But even if the algorithm is used to choose the master, it will only choose the kind of extraordinary talent, right? For example, our Yici?"

"Yeah, if it's true that the magic weapon chooses the master, why would you choose a child who has no spiritual roots?"

This is the most incomprehensible question for all the ancestors of the He family.

"Forget it, whether it's the selection of the master of the magic weapon, the seizing of the house, or the reincarnation and reconstruction of the powerful, before they take the initiative to appear in the world, it is useless for us to think about it now."

Yunzu reminded: "Xiujie, look after him, don't let him go out and talk nonsense, the royal family is now colluding with the Feihong sect, it's time to be strong, if it wasn't for our Yici to be favored by the Cangyun sect, maybe they would take it first Let's do the surgery. Finding evil cultivators is simply the best reason to send them to your door!"

Joey Yung said angrily: "Why did the royal family take us into action? What was the population of Crane City back then? How many He family children died to open up business in the desert? His royal family wants to pick the fruit now?" Yung Zu said angrily.

"There is no one to plow the thin field, and there are people fighting for it. Our He family is still too weak..." Yunzu said bitterly.

The crowd was silent again.

The ancestors were worried about the future of the He family, and He Zhidao not only had to think about the whole family, but also his little family.

He Xiujie and Shishilang, one is his son and the other is his grandson, their palms and backs are full of flesh, no matter how harsh he speaks, he is still reluctant to do so.

"Finally, there is no unparalleled road. Now not only someone from my He family has entered the world's number one sect, but now the baby in the family has also brought great luck to the family. They have sent this colorful cloud thread, and there are so many weights. We There is a lot of room for everyone to operate." Yunqi Patriarch lamented.

"It's a pity that the kid on Eleventh doesn't have the slightest talent for cultivation, otherwise I would have brought him by my side to teach." Yun Zu said with sincere regret.

"Although the origin of the colorful spider silk is unknown, it is related to Xiao Shiyi. I heard that you gave him a thousand taels of silver, but his father took it all away?" Yung Zu asked.

He Zhidao smiled wryly, "I'll make arrangements for this matter, and I won't make Little Eleven feel cold towards my He family."

Now that we know what kind of treasure spider silk is, it will definitely not work if we want to buy out a thousand taels of silver. Who knows if that child will have such a chance in the future?

But if they make up money again, it will only be taken away by the third child, and the benefits will not fall on the eleventh child.Giving Xiaoshi something that is too expensive is also too eye-catching, which is not good for the child's safety.

After much deliberation, He Zhidao decided to give it away.

But originally he just wanted to send an ordinary servant with a monitoring function, but this time he had to think carefully about who to send to Eleven.

-

This was a very ordinary day. There was no lightning, thunder, or heavy snowfall. The sun was half exposed, and the winter wind was blowing gently. All in all, there were no abnormal phenomena.

If I insist on saying that there is something special about this day, it is that it happens to be the school's holiday.

On this day, the head of the family called his youngest grandson and introduced him to a guard.

"Amon, this is my youngest grandson Shishilang, what do you think of him?" He Zhidao asked the tall man standing in front of the pillar with a smile.

The man turned his head, lowered his eyes, and quickly glanced at Eleven, "Yes."

He Zhidao understood that the other party agreed, and was very happy, and immediately said to Xiao Shiyi: "Shi Shi Lang, come here, this is Amon, from now on he will be your personal bodyguard, and will protect you for ten years, you When you respect him well, you can ask him for anything you don’t understand or can’t solve. Do you understand?”

"Yes. Thank you, thank you...Grandpa." Eleven tried hard not to stutter.

He Zhidao said to the man again: "Amon, I will hand over my grandson to you from now on."

Amon: "Yes."

He Zhidao gave Eleven a few more words of advice, and then let Eleven leave with Amon.

-

On the way back to Baiheyuan, Eleven looked up at the guard given to him by the Patriarch.

He has only protected him for ten years, and the tone of his master's grandfather and this man seems not to be a master and a servant, but more like an employer and a senior employee.

The man was tall, with a frighteningly scarred face, and his hair was as short and shaved as a monk who was about to become a monk or had just come out of secular life.It was so cold, but he was only wearing a single piece of clothing, exposing his extremely strong chest that also had many scars.He only wore a pair of the most common cloth shoes on his feet.

His patriarch's grandfather sent him a person with such a terrifying appearance, wouldn't he be afraid of frightening the children?Or was his patriarch's grandfather just looking for someone who was afraid of people so that he would be obedient?

"Big brother, you, your name is... Aa Amon?"

"Your name is Xiao stammer?" It was a bit like the voice of an old monk who sees through the world, low and steady, and the ancient well is calm.

Eleven puffed his mouth and stopped talking to the big guy, he must be like a child.

Amon followed behind him, his eyes wide open, as if he didn't realize that he had offended his little employer with his words just now.

Tingzhu Tingtao did not dare to show any disrespect to this guard sent by the Patriarch, especially when they heard that this guard had not signed any employment contract with the He Mansion. Why would such an unrestrained homeless person be assigned to Eleven Young Master?

Amon replaced the little maid who kept watch at night, and when he came in at night, he stayed by Xiaoshi's bedside.

Eleven thought that he would not be able to sleep if he was stared at by this scary ugly man called a guard but actually a watcher. Who would have thought that a child's body couldn't stand the heat, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he would fall asleep like a pig.

The little white spider, which was originally hiding on the top of the bed curtain, suddenly felt that something extremely dangerous was staring at him. He didn't even dare to detect it, and immediately ran away at the fastest speed.

Amon waited for a few days, but he didn't get the spider silk that He Zhidao told him.But he discovered another strange thing.

The little guy he promised to protect for ten years seemed to dislike others seeing his body, whether it was bathing or changing clothes, he didn't like people getting close to him, especially when he just woke up in the morning.

Amon felt that he should check it out, so he poked the child unconscious with his finger when he was taking a bath at night, took the child out of the tub, wiped it dry, and checked it carefully up and down, not even the little bird was spared .

Soon, Amon discovered the secret that the child wanted to hide.

The author has something to say: He Shishi: Why is Amon not at all arrogant, cool and handsome when he comes on stage?

Patriarch He Zhi said: Plainness is the best way to look down.

Amon: It seems that I went to the wrong place, forget it, just stay for a while.