The first thousand and twenty-four chapters of the second ancestral land
When Meng Chuan returned to Shicun, the little boy was chasing the colorful sparrow.
The big yellow dog in the village could no longer satisfy him. When playing with the big yellow dog, he restrained his strength.
Only this five-colored finch, he still can't catch, so he is very interested in this five-colored finch.
Eternal playmate.
Seeing Meng Chuan coming back, the little boy ran over with a scream.
"Uncle Meng, have you gone to Prince Wu's Mansion?" The little guy pulled Meng Chuan's sleeve and asked, raising his head.
Meng Chuan picked up the little one and pinched his face.
"You're so smart little one."
Although the little one is small, he is not stupid and is very smart.
"Is Uncle Meng injured?"
"You, Uncle Meng, and I, although our talents are not very good, our fighting ability is pretty good. We were lucky enough not to be injured this time."
Meng Chuan began to touch the little one's head again.
He was already in the field of inscriptions and arrays, so it was hard to continue talking to the little boy who was only two realms above him.
Therefore, it is reasonable to have poor talent but strong combat power, right?
However, after the little boy entered the Cave Heaven Realm, he was only two realms higher than him.
For Meng Chuan, the cultivation of the inscription array is nothing else, it just takes time to hone it.
Meng Chuan, an ordinary person, can create a killing formation with just one thought, but the more advanced it is, the longer it will take.
So the little one will be given a little time to catch up.
"Little one, you have to practice hard." Meng Chuan started to pinch the little one's ears again.
"I said this time in Prince Wu's Mansion that we will determine who is supreme in the future."
"If you lose, it will be a slap in my face."
"I will definitely not lose!" the little one shouted loudly.
"Well, I also believe that you will not lose." Meng Chuan was full of confidence in the little one.
This is the cub I watched grow up!
Meng Chuan carried the little one into the house and prepared to make animal milk for the little one.
If you don't drink animal milk every day, the little one will die.
Holding the milk bowl, the little guy drank happily with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Did you steal my tea leaves to make milk tea?" Meng Chuan looked at the little one and asked suddenly.
The little one was embarrassed, put down the milk bowl and nodded.
"The little one will be a big kid in a few years, and big kids can't drink animal milk."
Meng Chuan was surprised. He didn't expect that the little guy knew how to prepare for a rainy day.
In the past two years or so, Meng Chuan's skills in making milk tea have improved by leaps and bounds, and the little one has accepted this kind of thing.
Well, I didn’t expect that the first skill I, the mighty Dao Li Heavenly Emperor, would learn after returning to the chaotic ancient times would be boiling animal milk.
The second skill is making milk tea.
The little one’s idea is that I can’t drink animal milk in the future, but I can drink milk tea made from animal milk.
That way no one will laugh at me.
Milk tea is not considered milk!
But what gave you the misconception that children over four years old can still drink animal milk?
However, looking at the little one, Meng Chuan suddenly felt very sad.
Counting the lost years, the little one is already over four years old.
He will soon "expire" and become a big boy.
At that time, I will no longer be able to "play" with this little guy like I am now.
When he thought of this matter, Meng Chuan's heart
Sadness flows directly against the current and becomes a boundary sea.
What good is the grown-up little thing?
There is no use for it, it is useless to leave it!
"Little one, is Uncle Meng good to you?" Meng Chuan asked sadly.
"Uncle Meng is the best to me!" Xiaobu nodded.
"Uncle Meng will be better to you when you grow up." Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and emphasized the word "better".
The little one now is so cute and lovable, it’s not too late to love and pamper her.
When he grows up, Meng Chuan will be even more kind to him when he grows up to be a big boy with a hateful appearance.
Just like the grown-up Ye Fan.
The little one didn't hear the deeper meaning of Meng Chuan's words. He was still addicted to animal milk.
Meng Chuan kept sighing. This was a happy time for the little one, and it was probably his most leisurely day.
However, the little bird of my youth will never come back.
"Uncle Meng, can you do something for me?" the little boy said suddenly after drinking all the animal milk.
"What's the matter?" Meng Chuan put his hand on the little one's nose again.
"In the second ancestral land, that child has been bearing my identity and suffering for me. I want to bring him back..." Little Dot felt a little guilty.
He didn't know who the child who took his place in the second ancestral land was, but judging from how things would develop in the future.
He must have been having a very bad life.
At that time, Shi Ziling, his wife, and their little one were expelled to the second ancestral land, and they were given a good reputation to be allowed to recover there.
In fact, it is exile and confinement.
Later, Shi Ziling came to look for Shicun with the little one in his arms. An old man from the second ancestral land found a child to replace the little one.
Hearing this request, Meng Chuan nodded. This is indeed what should be done.
"Then I'll take you with me." Meng Chuan hugged the little one and walked outside, saying hello to Liu Shen when he passed her.
Liu Shen was speechless, he just came back and wanted to go out again.
"Liu Shen, give us a ride!" Meng Chuan said to Liu Shen, and then to the little one.
"Liu Shen's cultivation is extremely high, and I can't compare with it. The second ancestral land is some distance away from Shicun. If Liu Shen helps us, we can reach it in an instant."
The little one looked like I understood.
Uncle Meng's talent is not good, so his cultivation level must not be as high as Liu Shen's!
"Liu Shen, please help me!" The little boy shouted loudly.
The willow branches were flying, and they tied up Meng Chuan and threw them out.
Liu Shen felt that this man was too lazy.
Even if he uses his magical power to get through, and then tells Xiaodian that she did it, wouldn't it be no problem?
When Meng Chuan and Xiao Doian appeared again, they were already outside a dilapidated village.
This is the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan. Although it is said to be a clan land, it is actually a place of exile.
Those who are prominent in the Stone Clan but have made big mistakes will be exiled here.
However, it can be seen from the situation of Shi Ziling and the others.
It is not clear whether the so-called "big mistake" was made, whether it was really a big mistake that was not tolerated by Shi Guo, or whether it was someone's big mistake.
In the field of vision of Meng Chuan and Little Boy, there was a child in front of Zhuangzi who was about the same age as Little Boy, but he was very thin and looked far less good than Little Boy.
He sat alone in front of Zhuangzi, playing with himself without a playmate, but it was not very convenient for him to move.
Because one of his feet is lame.
Sometimes servants would pass by Zhuangzi, but they would say some unpleasant things, and they would not take him as a young master seriously and showed no respect.
The child felt a little sad when he heard this, but he got used to it.
The little one looked at this scene with red eyes.
"Is this the other me?"
In just a short moment, the little one could already see what kind of life his other self was living here.
Physically deficient, definitely hurt by others, without playmates, extremely lonely, surrounded by the cynicism of servants.
Judging from his clothes, he is not as well dressed as the servants.
"Uncle Meng, I want to take him back to Shicun." The little boy murmured to himself.
"Just do whatever you want." Meng Chuan touched the little one's head.
After a while, the child limped into the village, holding on to the wall.
Meng Chuan put the little one down and asked him to follow him in and face all this by himself.
According to Meng Chuan's perception, there were two old people in Zhuangzi, but the life breath of one of them had faded to the point of disappearing.
The other one is also in his final years and may only live for a few more years at most.
Listening to the choked voice of the little boy in Zhuangzi, Meng Chuan was thinking.
