When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

I don’t know when I came back last night. Nangong Zhe, who was already doing morning exercises in the yard early in the morning, was first shaken by Mu Bai’s voice, then saw his son’s face on the ground very ungraciously, and finally saw the little adult all the time. The handsome son lost his temper rarely, and was overwhelmed with one after another, which was quite interesting.

Uncle Zhong, who was also attracted by Mu Bai's voice, just approached the courtyard when he felt Nangong Zhe's aura. He felt relieved and jumped onto the courtyard wall to watch the excitement.

"Ah what? What do you call when you wake up in the morning?" Nangong Qingyan had never experienced such embarrassment since he could remember.

Only then did Mu Bai realize that there was a very thin translucent silk thread hanging outside the window, and he was relieved immediately. It seemed that Nangong was not cultivating or cheating the corpse. out the window."

Nangong Qingyan didn't know what to say, and said angrily: "Think about it with your brain, can normal people float for no reason?"

So my first reaction was that you were killed and hung out of the window.I don't know much about the world of martial arts. Hey, Mu Bai didn't dare to say this, so he had to apologize bitterly.Nangong Qingyan looked mad, and ran away to wash his face and change clothes.

Mu Bai watched him leave resentfully.As an adult in his 20s, he also felt a little humiliated by being repeatedly scared by a kid.Looking at it, I found that there were three onlookers in the yard.Nan Gongzhe was watching the show generously, and there was a loyal uncle sitting on the wall, Li Ma just opened the courtyard door and looked at him with a smile: "Oh, there are still two children who are more lively. "

Mu Bai: "..."

I probably know why the boss was so depressed just now.When I was so young, I probably should have been anxious to fall like that in front of everyone.

When Xiao Nangong appeared with a cold face again, Mu Bai touched his nose, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "You just practice lightness?"

Nangong hummed twice, acquiescing.Mu Bai sighed in admiration, leaned over to study the thin silk thread carefully, it was not much thicker than the thread used for sewing clothes, and the place was too small for a fly to stop, yet he was able to stand firmly on it, which is really amazing up.

"It's amazing." Mu Bai sighed with a smile.

The tips of Nangong's ears blushed quietly, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, then remembered the embarrassing incident just now, and quickly turned his face back.

Mama Li prepared breakfast, and Nan Gongzhe waved to the two little kids to eat together.

Mu Bai made up his mind to establish a good relationship with Xiao Nangong, and realized that he was just a cold-faced man, but he was actually quite talkative, so he pretended to be curious and asked questions along the way.Sure enough, although Nangong cherishes words like gold, he can always answer his questions concisely.

In a way, this kid's ability to generalize is really good. ┑(￣Д￣)┍ After a meal, the friendship between the two children has made great progress (→ Mu Bai thinks, I don’t know how he can see the clue from Nangong’s paralyzed face, it can be understood as a heart-to-heart connection), What a joy to celebrate.

While eating breakfast, Nangong Zhe observed the interaction between the two children, occasionally interjecting a few sentences just right.When they left, someone outside the hospital had already handed over a detailed investigation about Mu Bai.

Nangong Zhe carefully looked at it several times, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't find anything wrong with this life experience, so he finally smiled and felt relieved.There is no shortage of people with unique endowments in the world. It may be just a coincidence that this child matures early and knows how to measure. It is Yan'er's luck that he can make his son who is not easy to get close to talk more with his peers.

Xiao Nangong lost his mother when he was born. Although he spent as much time with the child as possible, after all, he was busy with work and was not as careful as a woman, so he couldn't take care of it all the time.Mama Li and Uncle Zhong always feel that they are servants. Although they try their best to take care of the children, they don't dare to talk too much.Nangong Qingyan Zaohui, with a relatively cold temper, doesn't know how to communicate with other bare-bottomed children. After coming and going, she becomes more and more reluctant to associate with others.

By the time they finally realized something was wrong, it was already too late.This child is so quiet and well-behaved that it is unreasonable, but sometimes he is more stubborn than an adult, and his mind is very sensitive. When others are a little colder, he refuses to get close to him no matter what.As time went by, except for a few people on Zuowang Peak, no one else was willing to speak when they met.

This child has a steelyard in his heart, and he doesn't need to emphasize the second time about ordinary things, but he doesn't want to talk about the things he has made up his mind to.Nan Gongzhe was actually very anxious all the time, he never expected that his son would take the initiative to take Mu Bai home when he went to Fengliu City, which really made him overjoyed.

It snowed all night, and Zuowang Peak was covered with white snow.The sky cleared up, revealing the high sky.The sea of ​​clouds rolled under the feet, and a round of red sun rose slowly, reflecting the clouds and mist all over the mountain orange and red.Nangong Zhe let out a long roar, and felt a big stone in his heart fall to the ground, and flew down the mountain like a big roc.

In the courtyard, Mu Bai asked Nangong: "What are we going to do later?"

Nangong looked at him the same way: "I want to practice calligraphy and martial arts."

Mu Bai was shocked: "Isn't today a rest day?" From the conversation just now, he already knew that the children of the Qing'an sect spend half a day studying literature and half a day practicing martial arts, and they can have two days off every ten days.Yesterday and today happened to be rest days, so yesterday I happened to meet Nangong Zhe who was taking his son to the city.

"En." Nangong obviously didn't understand the conflict between rest days and calligraphy and martial arts.

Shouldn't children be at their most playful at this age?My parents tried to control me in every possible way, but I still tried my best to go out and go crazy.Looking at his quiet face, Mu Bai suddenly lost his voice.

This kid is so self-disciplined.Although this sounds like a compliment, in fact, this excessive precocity made him lose the opportunity to communicate with other people.Among the same group of children, he was so lonely, no one knew what was going on in his mind every day, so he would naturally feel a little fearful.No wonder An Chenxuan easily pulled away the support of most of his peers when he came to the Qing'an School and had a bad relationship with him.

Changing the boss starts with me.Mu Bai cheered himself up and said with a smile: "The day of rest is for fun, let's use it for fun today."

Nangong Qingyan looked at him suspiciously: "What are you playing?"

"What do the children of the Qing'an School usually do?" Mu Bai asked.Playing the same game is the fastest way to bond with the kids.

Nangong thought for a while, and frowned uncomfortably: "Poke around with a wooden knife, wooden sword, etc., and then wrestle together and roll all over the ground."

Mu Bai: "..."

That's right, there are mostly little boys from the Qing'an faction, isn't it just playing around with each other?It's just that this description is really a bit... ahem, it sounds like the boss's cleanliness has fallen again.

Looking at the thick white snow outside the window, Mu Bai had an idea: "Then let's have a snowball fight!" In fact, his childhood was quite boring, and the few games he played were all based on local materials.There are few people on Zuowang Peak. Except for some main roads that Uncle Zhong swept away, the snow in other places is still very clean. Nangong Qingyan will not be disgusted with it, right?

Nangong really agreed, but Mu Bai forgot one more thing, people who practice martial arts should not judge according to common sense.After playing for a while, Nangong's eyes became brighter, while Mu Bai was panting, his head and head were covered with residual snow, none of the snow balls in his hand touched Nangong Qingyan's side.

Playing a game and using light work, foul!Mu Bai thought bitterly.

Probably the accusation in his eyes was too naked, Nangong Qingyan explained in a rare way: "I just ran faster, I didn't cheat." The main reason is that Abai is too weak, he doesn't need to use upper footwork at all.

Mu Bai: "..." You say that, it won't make me feel better at all.

Xiao Bai, who can't play anything but a real kid, is a little depressed, squatting on the ground and drawing circles.Nangong was afraid that he would get angry and would not play with him, so he approached a little worriedly: "Hey, you..."

Mu Bai turned around quickly, kicked up the snow all over the ground, and threw Nangong in the face.

Nangong Qingyan obviously underestimated his shamelessness, his small face was full of shock.Mu Bai put his hands on his hips, pointed at him and laughed.The two got carried away in the end and played wildly together, and finally ended with half of Mu Bai's body buried in the snowdrift.

Li Ma quickly came up to dig him out, she was happy that the little master could finally play with others, but worried about Mu Bai: "Hey, Ah Bai, hurry up and warm up in the house, it's very cold." Children There is no number when it is really noisy.

Mu Bai smiled and shook his hand, indicating that he was fine, and he hadn't played so much for a long time.When I was a child, I was worried about food and clothing every day, and lived with an old man who picked up waste paper and sold it for scraps. Later, with the help of kind people, I was able to live a little easier, and I went all the way to university.

After all, he was a very lucky person in both lives.

Nangong Qingyan obviously didn't want to finish it, and led him around Zuowang Peak.Mu Bai suddenly remembered the interesting story of catching birds in the snow written by Mr. Lu Xun, described it vividly to Nangong, and regretted: "It's a pity that Zuowang Peak is too high, and there are no sparrows. We will go to the foot of the mountain to set up baskets later. Bar."

Nangong Qingyan probably never thought that catching a bird could be described as so interesting, his eyes widened in ecstasy, and he suddenly pulled him up and ran back up the mountain.After all, Mu Bai was not as energetic as him, he rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, like an exhausted mangy dog.

But there was a very tall pine tree behind the mountain, and there was a big bird's nest on the branch. Nangong pointed to the nest and said nothing.Mu Bai understood the meaning of his gesture in a second, and smiled embarrassingly: "This...is it a nest of raptors? It shouldn't be able to attract it with the grain."

Nangong's delicate eyebrows twitched, looked up, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pat the tree trunk, the whole person jumped up, his feet touched the ground like walking on the ground, and swept to the side of the bird's nest.Inside the nest were two new-fledged birds of unknown origin. They screamed a few times in panic, flapping their wings to escape.

Nangong Qingyan flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind shot out in the air, blocking the way of one of the birds.The bird turned back hastily, but was grabbed by Nangong Qingqiaoqiao who followed closely, turned over and fell down the big tree.

Mu Bai: "..." Ma Dan, with this ability, what kind of snow can be swept and what kind of baskets.

Nangong handed the struggling and whining black bird to Mu Bai as if offering a treasure.Mu Bai felt that this bird really didn't cultivate in its previous life, and suffered a disaster for no reason.

The bird was quite fierce, it opened its mouth and was about to peck at Nangong's face, but was hit on the head by two strong winds, and immediately became wilted.

Suddenly there was a vicious bird song in the air.Mu Bai looked up, and found that the bird with a little white on its head that ran away just now flew back with two huge black birds. It's not easy to mess with.

"They are looking for rescue, let's let it go quickly." Mu Bai La pulled Nangong Qingyan.

Nangong glanced at the two birds with disdain, and a little eagerness flashed in his eyes: "How dare you come to the door! I will catch them all."

Mu Bai: ...Young man, let's not be so aggressive, can we play peacefully?

The leading giant bird let out a long cry of "Jie", and its eyes met the excited Nangong.Suddenly, echoes came from all directions, and countless similar big birds flew up from the back mountain, rushing towards the two of them overwhelmingly.

The two unexpected brats were suddenly dumbfounded.

Uncle Zhong hurried over and shouted, "Run quickly, that's a bald eagle!"

The two brats came back to their senses, saw the black flock of birds, and decisively chose to run away.Mu Bai saw that Nangong was still persistently grabbing the bird he got, grabbed it and threw it back, pulled Nangong up and fled.

After a day of tossing around, Mu Bai caught a little bit of Xiao Nangong's rule: This little guy doesn't like to play, but he is quite obsessed with cleanliness, and he basically doesn't want to play games that will get dirty.Seven or eight-year-old children are not the time to roll all over the mountains, no wonder they can't find playmates. ┑(￣Д￣)┍