After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

Emperor Wu couldn't explain how he felt.

This dream obviously belonged to him, but he saw the Taoist priest and Bai Miao in it. Looking at the story of Little Lotus and other people like this always made him feel unbearable.

But he couldn't wake up from this dream, so Emperor Wu could only frowned and continued to the next fragment.

Fragments one by one gradually formed the story of Bai Miao's meeting and acquaintance with the Taoist priest.

In the beginning, the Taoist priest didn't have much sincerity towards the silver-haired goblin boy. He just regarded him as a toy to relieve boredom on the way. The little follower would stagger and catch up by himself, and the Taoist priest was used to the little tail behind him.

The little goblin in rigid form is so stupid, she doesn't know anything, she can't do anything, she's as clean as a white paper, one can't wait to splash that thick ink on it, so that it can be dyed with brilliant colors.

As the Taoist priest was the closest person to the little goblin, he became the one who dyed it, and he was happy to do so.

So, in the eyes of Emperor Wu, he saw how the vile Taoist priest teased the little guy he held in his hand along the way—the Taoist priest would ask Bai Miao to fetch water, but did not tell him how to use the kettle. Often when the water is ready, Bai Miao is soaked all over; the Taoist will tell Bai Miao to light a fire, but how can a newborn fairy do this?The end result is that the Taoist priest laughs at the dark smiling face...

The Taoist priest only cares about walking by himself, he doesn't care whether the little elf behind him can keep up, he doesn't care whether the other party's tattered coat can cover his body, and whether his white and tender feet will be worn out or injured if he steps on the gravel mountain. The Taoist didn't care about it, obviously he planned to take the little goblin on the road, but in his eyes, he couldn't see any little goblin - the toy was just a toy after all.

Emperor Wu was angry when he saw it, he couldn't imagine that the old Taoist whom he trusted and loved in Bai Miao's heart had such a face, even Emperor Wu wondered if he had misunderstood?Could it be that this Taoist priest is not the so-called "old Taoist" in Bai Miao's mouth?

But he didn't misunderstand, because Emperor Wu clearly remembered that in Bai Miao's oral recollection, he mentioned—"The old Taoist doesn't like others to look at his face, that's because there are purple-red snake-like marks on his face, Being weird is also easy to scare people, so he always wears a mask to go out to look at Feng Shui."

This evil Taoist priest is the old Taoist that Bai Miao said existed like his father.

Emperor Wu felt that something seemed to be broken - it was the aura he once had for the old Taoist father-in-law.

The silver-haired young man in the fragments was ignorant, he couldn't even understand the Taoist's teasing him at all, so the little fairy always looked at the Taoist with his head tilted. , or some teasing with a vicious nature, the little goblin completely accepts it, because his clean mind prevents him from understanding the malice in it.

And the Taoist was also enjoying it, he suddenly felt that it seemed good to have such a silly little pet on his way.

Finally one day, the Taoist took care of his little tail for the first time.

It was Bai Miao who had been following the Taoist priest for more than ten days. His face, which was already stained with dirt, was so dark that he could not see his face. His silvery hair was covered with dead leaves and branches. He was still wearing the tattered robe that the Taoist priest had given him at the beginning, but there were more and more rips on it, and half of his calves were covered with mud, and his pair of tender white feet could no longer see their original color and exquisite appearance.

It was too dirty and too embarrassing.

Although the Taoist himself is slovenly in the wild, he knows how to clean himself, but that silly little goblin doesn't even know how to do this.

So the Taoist couldn't stand it any longer. He felt that his toy should be cleaner, otherwise it would be too eye-catching. As for the eye-obscuring consequences, it is very likely that one day he will feel bad and throw this little fairy away.

The Taoist thought, before he has had enough fun, let's keep it.

Therefore, Emperor Wu saw a scene of his unprecedented anger in the fragments.

In the glowing picture, the silver-haired boy was stripped clean by the Taoist priest, and thrown into the waist-high spring water with a "shua", the dirt on his body gradually disappeared under the washing of the water, revealing the original appearance of the goblin .

That was the look that Emperor Wu was most familiar with but also somewhat unfamiliar.

Bai Miao in the fragments looked even more youthful, with a face as stunning as jade, with an immature aura, on the side of his face there were many small wounds scratched by branches, and his long silver hair was slightly curly, sticking wetly to the ice all over his body. On the flesh and bones, the boy's neck, arms, thighs, and calves are covered with tiny wounds, which are the marks of scratches by branches while walking in the mountains and forests.

Emperor Wu felt very distressed, he never imagined that in that world, Bai Miao, who first transformed into form, would be so miserable.

As for the Taoist priest, after seeing the real face of the little tail behind him, he couldn't help but be amazed, but after all, he is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. Cold and joking.

"The little goblin has a good life." The Taoist said.

The silver-haired boy was babbling, and could only simply repeat the Taoist's words. Seeing that the man was a little far away from him, the boy climbed onto the shore, walked a few steps on his knees naked, and sat on the ground impatiently. With his legs open, without any sense of shame, he exposed his most private parts in front of the Taoist priest.

"Tsk, it's really small."

The Taoist shook his head, as if he looked down on it.

Following the Taoist's gaze, the young man slowly lowered his head, looked at his body, and then parroted, "How small?"

"Oh, yes, really small." The Taoist priest seemed to be pleased by the other party's behavior, he got up smiling and walked to the boy.

He squatted down and looked at the little fairy, "Why are you so stupid?"

"Stupid..." Bai Miao repeated.

"Forget it, I really don't understand anything." When he got closer, the Taoist priest saw the fine and dense scratches on the young man's body, "You little fairy looks weak, but you can bear it. hum a few times."

Although the Taoist said so, but he forgot that the little goblin only knows pain, but doesn't know how to express it, so he endured this journey for nothing.

Perhaps it was the Taoist who moved the compassion he hadn't had in his entire life. Seeing the red marks on the limbs of the little follower, his heart softened for a rare moment. The other party took medicine.

Until he saw the soles of the teenager's feet.

At this moment, Emperor Wu also took a breath.

Among the fragments, even if the young man's feet were washed by the spring water, they were still full of bloodstains. A pair of tender fleshy skins were embedded with many sharp gravels, deeply pierced into the flesh, and the complete fleshy flesh could hardly be seen. Emperor Wu himself had suffered more serious injuries than this, but he was also worried when he saw it—that person was the little lotus in his heart, when did he suffer such pain?

And Emperor Wu also knew that Bai Miao was afraid of pain, and how painful the scar on that foot must be!

At the same time, the Taoist priest in the picture seemed to have a strange expression.

He frowned and looked at the silly little goblin, but grabbed the other's feet and began to apply the medicine, and said softly: "You really are a little fool."

He is a fool, but he is also a fool who is clean enough to be ashamed of.

From that day on, the relationship between the Taoist priest and the teenager seems to have changed slightly—the Taoist priest can still play tricks on the little goblin, but he can also weave straw sandals for the other party, prepare robes, wash and bathe the other party, and teach the little goblin the common sense of survival ; but there seems to be no change between them - the Taoist priest still doesn't wait for the little tail behind him, but just lets the other party stagger in the mountains and forests, watching the other party change from clean to covered in mud, and taking him to bathe happily .

The relationship between them is very strange, but there is also a strange tacit understanding.

Emperor Wu saw it in his eyes and was jealous in his heart. He was jealous of every moment the Taoist and Bai Miao spent together. Those were the pasts he missed with Bai Miao. It was the opportunity to get closer to the depths of Bai Miao, but this opportunity But it does not belong to him.

But so what?

The opportunity that Emperor Wu couldn't get, but the Taoist priests didn't care about it.

However, such a seemingly peaceful life did not last long.

Emperor Wu walked to the next piece of debris, and then he saw an accident that almost made him lose his composure on the spot - there is no doubt that Tu Xiuting at that moment wanted to rush into the debris and tear those disgusting bugs with his big knife!

In the fragments, it seems to be a bright noon.

Seeing that he didn't have enough condiments, the Taoist priest decided to go down the mountain to exchange for some in the mountain village. Although he was dressed in rags, he was not short of money. trouble.

So he asked the boy to wait for him under the big tree at the foot of the mountain, while the Taoist himself walked to the mountain village a few hundred meters away.

The young man was very obedient, in his current knowledge, everything the Taoist said was correct, so he told him not to move, then he just stayed where he was and waited quietly.

But the Taoist priest overlooked a problem - the outstanding appearance of the young man would cause disputes passively even if he did not take the initiative.

So not a while after the Taoist priest left, a few men who wandered around the entrance of the village all the year round came swaggeringly from the other side of the mountain. Among them were young and middle-aged men, wearing cloth shirts and trousers, and covered in dust. color, and the young man covered in white jade became the only bright color in the grayness.

This group of men has no morals, and they are notorious in the village, but due to their number and vileness, the villagers can only swallow their anger until now.

Several people gathered at the entrance of the village. Since their appearance, their muddy and obscene gazes have never moved away from the young man.

They stared at the boy under the tree.

A clean and spotless swan always makes bad guys want to wring its wings and watch it whine in the mud.

And they are the bad guys, and the boy is the swan.