Dressed as a Stepson of a Wealthy Cannon Fodder[Transmigration Book]

At the age of 12, Xiaman graduated from primary school and didn't want to go to junior high school anymore.

Shui Yanghua went straight back to Xiaodao Temple after receiving the news from the teacher in charge.

Sure enough, in the attic of the Taoist temple, I found a curled up figure.

He gently woke the little guy up, and pulled him up forcefully, "Xiao Man, why don't you go to school?"

Hearing Master's voice, Xia Man woke up instantly, not daring to look directly at Shui Yanghua, "Master..."

He sounded very upset, "I don't want to go to school anymore, I..."

Shui Yanghua sighed, and patted Xia Man on the head, "Have you been bullied?"

Xia Man drooped his head and shook his head, "No, no."

"Xiao Man." Shui Yanghua raised his head, "Looking at Master, have you been bullied?"

Concerned eyes, staring straight at Xia Man.

He bit his lip, tears welling in his eyes, "Master... They say I'm a monster, I'm not..."

Distress flashed across Shui Yanghua's old face, unexpectedly he did not hold the child in his arms as usual.

The time he can accompany Xia Man is running out. If he wants to survive, he must be independent and strong.

"Xiao Man, do you hate them?"

Xia Man nodded heavily, "I hate it!"

He is not a monster, he just can see things that ordinary people can't see!

Shui Yanghua handed him a ceramic bottle, "Then do you want to take revenge?"

Runes are pasted on the ceramic bottle, like a mysterious Pandora's box.

Xia Man sniffled and was stunned, "Master..."

Shui Yanghua gave him an encouraging look, "Don't be afraid, this time I allow you to use this to revenge them."

It contained the little ghost that Master caught a few days ago, and the resentment on his body has not faded, so it is a little dangerous.

But these are nothing to Xia Man.

When Shui Yanghua met Xia Man, he discovered the uniqueness of this child.

Born with a spiritual body, he can continuously absorb spiritual energy from birth, and he is simply a natural born celestial master.

Holding the ceramic bottle, Xia Man hesitated, "But..."

Shui Yanghua interrupted him: "No, but, don't you hate them? Then fight back until they fear you."

The next day, Xia Man hid the ceramic bottle in his backpack and took it to school.

He glanced at the few boys who often bullied him, stopped his progress, and felt like retreating.

It's just that before he escaped, he was discovered by those few people.

They blocked him in a narrow alley.

"Hey, little monster, how dare you come to school?"

"You said that you can see something every day, is it true? Isn't it for pretending?"

"Don't get too close to him. You always feel that he is not clean. It would be bad if he got contaminated with something."

"Tch, forget it, hey, don't appear in front of my eyes, you're a bitch, it's disgusting."

The young man who hadn't drawn his stripes, wearing a thin shirt, leaned nervously against the wall.

His eyes dodged, his face couldn't tell whether it was fair or pale, and his eyes were wet.

In the words of the girls in the school, they really don't have any masculinity in them, and they don't even have the courage to resist them.

The leading boy was staring at Xia Man's face, and suddenly his mind moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab the latter's face.

He was a head taller than Xia Man, and looked condescendingly, "Don't tell me, if you were a woman, you would definitely look better than Liu Zixi."

Liu Zixi was the school girl of their school, when they laughed, even they couldn't help but be moved.

So, he smiled evilly, "Listen, from tomorrow onwards, you can only come to school in women's clothing, otherwise, my fist will greet you."

"......" It was just mocking with cold eyes before, do you still want to hit someone now?

Xia Man gritted his teeth and raised his head bitterly, "You said you wanted to hit me?"

The leading boy was inexplicably cold, and took a step back, "Tsk, do you want to fight with me with that look in your eyes?"

There are five people on their side, all of them are tall and big.

As for Xia Man, he had learned some kung fu from Shui Yanghua, but it was difficult for one person to beat five of them.

He fumbled with his backpack, gripping the zipper tightly.

Seeing the five people gradually approaching, Xia Man closed his eyes and moved his right index finger lightly.

You can't control ghosts to harm people, but you can punish them with spells!

"What are you doing?" A cold voice interrupted several people.

They paused and looked at the alley together.

There was a man standing there, his body seemed to be covered with wind and frost, so cold that several people couldn't help shivering.

The man was wearing a gray windbreaker, which was very abrupt in July when the sleeves were commonly cut off.

However, miraculously, as soon as he appeared, he drove back the heat of the morning.

Under the man's indifferent eyes, the five of them couldn't help trembling. They looked at each other and ran away cautiously.

They slipped away, and the man didn't give any extra glances, just looked at Xia Man quietly.

Xia Man looked nervous, and stammered: "Thank you, thank you, I, I still have to go to school, so let's go first."

This man's aura is so strong, Xia Man somehow felt depressed when he was with him.

Especially the inexplicably fiery eyes of the other party made Xia Man feel uneasy.

Obviously he had never met each other.

The moment they passed each other, the man suddenly said, "People don't offend me, I don't offend others, remember to protect yourself."

Xia Man paused, nodded indiscriminately, and ran out.

He vaguely heard that the person behind him seemed to call "Xiaoman".

Looking down, Xia Man stopped and glanced at the alley.

Today, I met a strange person.

When I got home from school, Shui Yanghua was already waiting at the door, and asked with a smile, "How are you doing today?"

Xia Man gently put down the bag, and returned the ceramic bottle to Shui Yanghua, "Master, I've thought it through."

"what?"

"If they bully me again, I will punish them with a spell!"

"Then this-"

Xia Man shook his head, "I promised Master, I won't raise ghosts, and I won't control ghosts either!"

Since elementary school, he learned how to subdue ghosts, how to exorcise evil spirits, fortune-telling and feng shui, and how to control ghosts.

But for some reason, Shui Yanghua kept telling him to forbid him to use the ghost control technique.

After getting Xia Man's answer, Shui Yanghua smiled with satisfaction, "Xiao Man, please remember that learning profound arts is not for your own self-interest, you also have your own responsibility."

He replied, "Responsibility? Master, what is my responsibility?"

"At that time, you will know." Shui Yanghua's hair seemed to turn white for a moment, "Xiao Man, the premise of taking responsibility is that you have to protect yourself."

In the dark space, Xia Man saw Shui Yanghua again.

He looked at the old man's gray hair and sniffled, "Master...I'm sorry..."

Shui Yanghua just looked at him quietly, smiled and shook his head.

Suddenly, the figure of the old man faded away.

Xia Man's heart tightened, and he chased after him, "Master, Master! Don't go..."

The moment his hand touched Shui Yanghua, the latter turned into specks of starlight and disappeared.

"Master!"

Xia Manwu sat up from the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He took a deep breath, trying to remember what dream he had, but it was all in vain.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that there was a hand on his waist.

A magnetically hoarse voice came from the pillow next to him, "Don't make trouble, be good, and sleep again."

Ling... Ling Zizhe!

Xia Man froze, and slowly turned his head.

Ling Zizhe's eyes were black and blue, and he was sleeping beside him frowning.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and peaceful.

He gently moved the arms around his waist, got out of bed slowly, and checked the time—4:27.

Obviously, Ling Zizhe took Xia Man back to take care of him and fell asleep very late.

He broke out in a cold sweat, wishing he could jump into the pool to wash at this moment.

On the second floor, except for each of their rooms, there is a washroom, and there is also a shared bathroom in the innermost room.

Xia Man didn't think much, took out a set of pajamas, and quickly went to take a shower.

When he came back, there was no one on the bed.

"Huh? Brother?" Xia Man walked out while wiping her hair.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Ling Zizhe head-on.

"Hiss—" He took a step back and covered his nose, "Brother, where have you been?"

Ling Zizhe took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stared at Xia Man, "I was just going to ask where you went."

"I..." Xia Man froze for a moment, "I went to take a shower."

Ling Zizhe remained silent, without saying a word, as if he was planning something.

Xia Man touched the tip of his nose, "Cough...otherwise, brother, where do you think I've gone?"

He patted Ling Zizhe on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm fine now, yesterday was..."

Yesterday was...

The corners of Xia Man's mouth gradually smoothed, and he couldn't continue speaking.

"." Ling Zizhe saw that he was drooping his head, lacking in interest, and lost all other emotions.

"It's still early, get some sleep, the president of Xuanmen is coming in the morning."

"Oh." Xia Man shrank back under the blanket after drying his hair.

Then, he turned over and froze, "Brother......"

"Huh?" Ling Zizhe reached out and turned off the light.

"I'm...really fine now."

"Ah."

"So......" Is it necessary for us to still sleep together?

To be honest, Xia Man felt a little uncomfortable.

Ling Zizhe turned sideways suddenly, the moonlight fell on his face, and there seemed to be stars in his deep eyes.

His Adam's apple slipped, and he asked softly in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Xia Man's head was dizzy, and the roots of his ears were red.

I thought: Fortunately, it is night, and there are quilts and pillows.

"No, nothing, sleepy."

"Well, go to sleep."

Ling Zizhe's voice seemed to have some magical power, and Xia Man, who had just woken up not long ago, fell asleep again in a daze.

Half-dream and half-awake, he felt a bit of coldness, and there was heat radiating from somewhere beside him.

He seemed to hug a stove, warm.

It just... feels a little disgusting.

And that stove was quite tormenting, he was so sleepy that he couldn't even move.

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