MTL - Joy of Life-Chapter 2 Anonymous Yellow Book

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~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The only benefit after rebirth is that now the limbs are flexible and can be alive and kicking. This kind of understanding makes Fan Xiu feel very happy. People who have not had his disease, it is difficult to feel this kind of happiness - he comforts himself, This may be God's gift to himself.

It took him four years to figure out the problem. Since there is a chance to relive it again, why can't he live a good life? Since God has given birth to a new life, if you are not good, isn’t it too bad for God’s face? For example, since I can move now, why not move more?

Therefore, the people of the entire Earl's House know that this young master is a leisurely character.

"Young Master, please, please come down."

At this time, Fan Xian is sitting at the top of the rockery in the yard, looking at the distant Haiping line, smiling.

But in the eyes of the ring, a four-year-old child actually climbed to such a high place, and there is a smile that matures to burst, and it is obvious that the little guy is suffering from heartlessness.

Gradually, the more people gather under the rockery, the seven or eight people are worried around the rockery.

Although the Earl of the South is appreciated by the Emperor, but after all, the title is not high, the official is not big, the income on the bright side will not be too much, even if the income is too much, it is impossible to use all of his mother and illegitimate child, so the count There are not many people in Beppu.

Fan leisurely looked at the people under the rockery, anxious face, could not help but sigh, and honestly climbed down: "just sports, what anxious?"

People have long been accustomed to the quirks of this young master who has learned to talk to adults. It’s no wonder that he took him and took a shower.

When the lipstick was washed and the white teeth came out, the ring was picked up again, and he touched his face with a smile. He laughed and said: "The young master is like a young lady, and I don’t know which one to let in the future. The lady is happy."

Fan is not stupid enough to answer, he is not going to use the mouth of a four-year-old child to play the teenage sister-in-law, this kind of sinful thing he does not disdain to do - wait until he is six years old to start this Great and challenging work.

"It's time to take a nap, little ancestors."

The ring patted the little guy's ass, they have been very strange, the little master of the Earl of Beppu is young, the temperament has begun to show a stubborn beginning, but in some respects has always maintained an adult self-discipline With hard work.

For example, take a nap.

Anyone who has had a normal childhood will always remember the great deeds of how they struggled with the great demons who forced themselves to sleep in the bright midday sun.

Those devils are called dads, some are called mothers, and some are called teachers.

But Fan Xian is a person who never needs people to force himself to take a nap. Every time at 12 noon, he will pile up the most lovely innocent smile, go back to his bedroom and go to sleep, and even in the middle. No sound will come out.

The old lady didn't believe it at first. She shouted at the little guys and thought that he was sleeping in bed in the name of sleeping, but he stared for half a year and found that the child was really sleeping every time, even shouting It is difficult to wake him up.

Since then, the rings have stopped paying attention to this matter. When he sleeps, he is usually guarded outside.

At this time, it was summer, and the shackles were naturally lacking, and they squatted, and the little Luo fan in his hand was gently shaken, and occasionally the flying phoenix danced in the fan wind.

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Back in the bedroom, Fan climbed onto the bed, opened the mat on the floor, and carefully took a book from the dark space below.

The cover of the book is yellowish, and it looks like some years, but there is no word on it, but there are some ornaments on the corners that don’t know what it means. The end of each stroke is rolled up like a stream. The cloud is general, and it is like a wide-sleeve corner with quite ancient charm.

He gently opened the book and turned to the seventh page, where a man with a ** was painted, and some red lines on his body seemed to be hidden. I don’t know what paint was used to make it. People have a visual illusion that it seems that these lines are slowly following a certain direction.

Fan Shen sighed, his appearance is only four years old, so he has never dared to show his nature too much. Fortunately, there is such a book that allows him to pass the time of boring.

This book was when I was very young, and the boy named Wu Zhu was left to himself.

Fan Shen always remembers the nephew boy, the servant of his own mother of the world.

When he was trapped in the body of a little baby, he once stayed in the boy’s arms. From Kyoto all the way to the port on the beach, maybe the other person thinks that he is too young to remember anything. However, Fan Shen’s soul is not a ignorant ignorant baby. As long as he walks along, he can see that the scorpion boy’s care for his baby is from the heart and is not allowed to be faked.

But I don't know why, after the Scorpion Boy sent himself to the Earl of Stern, he left the house and let the old lady stay and did not stay.

Before he left, he placed the book next to the baby's body.

Fan Shen has been wondering about this matter. Isn't this servant afraid of practicing? When I think about it, I know the reason. I am a child. It is impossible to know the words in the book. Naturally, I am not afraid to practice problems.

But Fan Shen happened to know the words in the world. After experiencing this resurgence, he even believed in the things of ghosts and gods. He was even more convinced that this book, which is very similar to the props in Hong Kong TV series, is a certain A kind of intriguing cultivation method.

It’s a pity that there is no name, or you can go to the children on the street to find out what to do. This is really a good way to practice your mind.

Thinking of this, Fan Shen smirked again, since this thief makes himself alive again, he has to cherish it. This internal power is a good thing that is not in the world, even if this nameless method is not in sight, but I can't help myself to practice from the age of one.

To know that this is better than starting to practice in the mother's womb, and it is not a few realms.

It is necessary to know that all the people in the whole world, including the great masters of the people who are dear, even if they are geniuses, they can't be the same as Fan Shen. From the time of their birth, they began to practice their inner spirits.

What is this called? This is called a bird that gets up early and has a worm. This is called a stupid bird flying first.

What's more, I won't be stupid than the teenagers who first peeked at the martial arts?

Fan Shen thought this way, the real airflow that had a clear sense of temper began to follow the lines depicted in the books and flowed on his body. The feeling was very comfortable, just like some kind of warm water was washing him. Every inch of internal organs in the body.

Gradually, he entered a state of meditation and fell asleep comfortably in bed.

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