The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

When Naoya wakes up, he always feels sore and limp, lazy and doesn't want to move.

Today, however, training begins.

Naoya feels very painful. After trying the happiness of ordinary people’s life, he will only feel more depressed and unacceptable when he comes back here. Although the life of working as a worker is not easy, but the days of eating simple food make him feel very at ease, and not suffer physical pain.

Here it refers specifically to the pain of being beaten.

That's right, Naoya is ready to be beaten standing up, I just hope that Shier can be more gentle.

Just kidding, even if he insisted on exercising in his previous life, it was just some moderate-intensity anaerobic exercise, and his current body is just a child.

Only four years old!

If it was the former sparring partner, maybe I could barely cope with it. If it was really changed to Shier... Needless to say, just lie down with peace of mind, Naozai thought to himself, yawned, and thought about his current position. It is very clear that it is nothing more than a weak human sandbag.

Naoya has a very good attitude, not only is he not shy, but even a little confident.

The reality does not allow Naoya to escape. Although there is still a breakfast time before training him, he has been in bed for four or five minutes now. The child's developing body makes it difficult for him to get enough sleep, his mind is groggy, and he just opened his eyes His eyes and hands were a little blurry, and he was dazed until Naoya sat up and took a while to find something on the quilt.

"Huh?" Naoya rubbed his eyes, "What the hell."

As he spoke, he grabbed the thing and took a closer look.

Very light, like a feather.

Naoya was stunned, not only because of the abruptness of this feather, but also because this feather was very familiar to him, he had picked up such a similar feather countless times, often during the spring and autumn molt.

It's a little feather.

Naoya was a little uncertain, he touched it carefully, fearing that it was just an illusion of his own, turned it over and over and looked at it seriously, wishing to see every fine hair on it clearly.

"......how is this possible?"

The more carefully he looked, the deeper Naoya's brows frowned, not only because the feather seemed to come from a place that didn't belong to this world, but also because there were traces of magic power on the feather.

Same as his spell.

Rather, this is his own mantra, and this is what Naoya finds most strange. Even if his own mantra has recently dissipated, how could it be so precise, only scattered on this feather, and completely ignored the middle part? bedding.

Naoya looked around, but did not find any signs of intrusion.

Besides, who would go to such lengths to sneak into the Buddhist monastery just to quietly give him a feather?What's more, he just woke up for only a few days, and he hasn't revealed the existence of a little bit, and he has never shown his love for similar parrots before.

Speaking of it, this feather is very beautiful, probably because of the effect of a filter. Naoya thinks that the yellow and gray feather spots on the feather are evenly distributed, which is aesthetically pleasing and has a delicate luster, which makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

It is precisely because of this that Naoya is very entangled in his heart now, and his reason tells him that the strange appearance of this feather may have some hidden dangers, and he should deal with it as soon as possible, but his feelings are constantly urging him to keep it.

There is no other, just because it is too much like a feather that has fallen from the body.

"Oh, forget it." Sighing, rationality is still unsustainable after all, Naoya finally chose to keep his feathers, "Let's take a step and see."

Putting the feather on the edge of the orchid orchid, and rubbing the tip of the orchid grass by the way, Naoya smiled lightly, and then set off for the training ground.

It's just that he didn't want to, shortly after Naoya left the room, the feather began to shatter gradually like ashes, and finally slowly disappeared into the air.

It was as if it had never appeared before, leaving no trace.

After arriving at the training ground, Naoya was still thinking about the origin of the feathers, and his mind was wandering, but soon, he couldn't continue to be distracted - Shi Er came over.

The other party still had a cold and undisciplined look on his face, as if he was out of tune with the monastery.

Just like him now, Naoya thought to himself, before Shi Er could speak, he preemptively asked, "Are the oranges sweet?"

Shir: "..."

Shi Er couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "That's all you want to ask?"

Naoya nodded, and let out an "um" from his nasal cavity, with an expression of "otherwise what do you think" on his face.

This development was somewhat unexpected, so he couldn't help but sneered, although his eyes were still not bright, but his expression improved a bit, and he asked, "Why did you think of asking me to be your training partner?"

Zhizai's expression was calm, and he was not afraid that Shier came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, "I heard that your physical skills are very strong."

"So?" Shi Er crossed his elbows, not paying attention to Naoya's compliment.

"I also gave you an orange." Naoya thought for a while and said.

"..."

"So, it's not too much for you to teach me?" Naoya puffed up his chest, the more he thought about it, the more confident he became.

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After listening, Shi Er didn't speak, but slowly clasped his fists and squeezed his knuckles, the silent coercion suddenly dissipated, and he rushed to Naoya's face.

Forced by this momentum, Naoya involuntarily wanted to back up, but fortunately, he stopped in time to save face, swallowed nervously, and said, "I promise I won't take up too much of your time."

Just kidding, if Shire's fist that was as big as his face hit him, he might die in place. Who can guarantee that he will not bully children.

"Tch." He was disdainful, not interested in haggling with a brat, and said condescendingly, "I just want to get rid of me for an orange, brat, aren't you thinking too much?"

"...Then what else do you want." Naoya realized that he was wrong, outrageously wrong, even he would bully children.

"What do you have?" Shir asked back.

Naoya: "..."

The monastery is penniless. There is only a pot of crane orchids. Poor and straight.

Anyway, he had already searched the entire room, and did not find any signs of hiding a small treasury.

Thinking of this, Zhizai beat his chest in his heart, resenting that he was a fool in the past, and didn't know how to leave a few cents for emergencies... The family crime of the Chanyuan is one more class!

The Buddhist monastery has always believed in suffering education for the youngest sons of the clan. Although they will not be short of food and clothing, they will not give too much money. No pocket money.

After all, they stay at home and spend all their food and clothing within the clan, and most of the time they spend most of their time in the training ground, so there is really nothing to spend.

Although Zhizai is the son of the head of the family, he did not exceed the rules too much.

What's more, Naoya's temper like before, naturally he can't keep the money.

"Then... how many more oranges shall I give you?" Naoya was a little embarrassed, trying to get away with it.

Shi Er didn't say anything, but just stared at Naoya intently, and Naoya felt that he was about to be shot through by this strong vision that seemed to be transformed into a reality, and he was strung together like a burning bird.

There was a brief silence between the two, save for the rustling of dead branches.

In fact, even he couldn't tell why he came here.

This morning, Zhipi people from the Zen Academy sent someone to stay in the team, and went directly to him, saying that Master Zhizai called him to be a training partner by name, and asked him to get ready. disdain.And when the news spread among the Juliu team, the people around him looked at him differently.

It's nothing more than jealousy, or secret hatred, and there is also a lack of look of death and indifference.

Rubbish, Shi Er thought, I don't know if it refers to the person who sent the message, or the people around him, or maybe it refers to himself.

"You know I don't have magic power." Shi Er said, his tone was so calm that it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Hearing this, Naoya breathed a sigh of relief, he thought what the other party would say, and was nervous for a long time, "Well, I know, so what." Naoya paused, "No one in the clan is your opponent."

Shir didn't speak.

"You can win without mana power. Isn't that better than those self-righteous people who have no mana power? So I think you are the strongest, and I want you to teach me." After finishing speaking, Naoya nodded, sure own statement.

"Oh," after a long silence, Shi Er smiled, held Zhizai's head with his big hands, and rubbed Zhizai's smooth soft hair, making it completely messy, and said indifferently, "You are better than Those guys are more interesting."

"Are you willing to teach me?" Hearing this, Naozai was pleasantly surprised, and didn't care to stop Shi Er's troublesome hands.

Shi Er was very casual, "It depends on your mood."

Naoya: "..."

Very angry!There is no way.

"Then why are you here today?" Naoya said angrily.

"Of course it's because I'm in a good mood." Shi Er said, looking at Naoya with a foolish expression on his face, and matching what he said, it was especially sarcasm.

Hard, hard, fist hard.

As expected of Shier, Zhizai just felt that when he was with him, all worries, sorrows, sorrows, springs and autumns all flew to the sky, and there was only one simple and pure wish left in his mind, that is to smash his fist hard on that person mocking face - if he could do it.

What a shame to have such a pretty face, Naoya thought angrily.

"Okay, don't dawdle, let's start." Shi Er shook his arms and stretched his muscles, "Remember to give me the orange later."

"Ah? Oh..." Naoya was a little confused, "But, but I haven't prepared anything yet."

"There's nothing to prepare for, let alone..." Before he could finish speaking, Shi Er suddenly made an attack, and pointed at Zhizai Xiasanlu's tight thighs with lightning speed. Turned into a swift sweep like lightning, he slashed at his ankle, opening and closing in an instant. Even so, Shi Er's voice was still calm, "The enemy will not give you a chance to prepare."

Of course, Naoya did not expect Shier's sudden movement. In his eyes, Shier was warming up with his hands and feet moving two or three meters away last second, but in the blink of an eye, he had already attacked his legs. There was no time to react, so he could only back away and try to avoid it, but his rusty consciousness and sluggish and weak body did not allow him to react, and he forcibly endured Shier's sweeping legs.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

The feeling of intimate contact between the body and the ground is really uncomfortable, not to mention that the person involved is even a little confused.

Why did you fall down?

After two or three seconds, it seemed that the body had finally successfully connected with the disconnection consciousness, and Naoya then felt severe pain coming from the ankle and the back of the head.

"Ugh..." Naoya slowly got up and rubbed his head, his young body seemed to magnify the pain several times, which made him cry out in pain.

"So weak," Shier on the side seemed a little dissatisfied, "Little devil, how did your father teach you? Did you just slack off in the previous training?"

After being abused, he will be ridiculed at the end. No matter how good-tempered people are, they will be angry. What's more, Naozai's temper is calmer than before, and he is still not a good-tempered person in essence. In the end, I still couldn't hold back, and shouted, "I'm only four years old now!"

It's just that the end of the voice is vaguely mixed with a bit of aggrieved vibrato.

Shi Er picked out his ears when he heard the words, and said indifferently, "Oh, so what."

I don't feel like I'm bullying a child at all.

Naoya seemed to have been opened some kind of floodgate by this mocking blow, the pain in his body and the depression and discomfort of the past few days were intertwined, and the emotions brewed made him aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Fortunately, he held back in time, but his eyes were still a little red.

"Hey, aren't you going to cry?" Seeing this, Shi Er raised his eyebrows and explained, "I didn't use any strength."

"..." Naoya felt that he hadn't been so speechless for a long time, "I don't call you hello!"

"Oh."

Very good, he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all now, he only has anger in his heart, he even feels that his mentality has become younger from being angry, and his chest is full of all kinds of urges to beat people.

Naoya stood up, regardless of the dust on his body, took a deep breath, and then took a defensive posture, condensing a few points of mana power onto his arms and calves for temporary strengthening.Although not very proficient, it is far inferior to Heaven and Curse.

After all, after more than 20 years, it is not so easy to pick it up again.

"Come again." Naoya said to Shier, his gaze was firm.

Anyway, he still has time now.