I curiously asked my grandma if there was any way to control vitality.
But my grandma looked at the Buddha pendant around my neck and hesitated to speak. She thought for a while and then said: "Xiao An, since you are a deity descended from the world of heaven and man, when the time comes in the future, a master should appear to teach you all the ways. Dharma, including how to control vitality."
I frowned in confusion upon hearing this, wondering who the guru my grandma was talking about was and when he would appear.
At this time, my grandfather finished changing his clothes, walked into the house and said, "Old lady, let's go, let's take Xiao An to kindergarten."
"Okay, Xiao An, let's go. Our Xiao An has finally gone to school." Grandma took my hand and walked out, and asked me to put the thunder sword in my pocket.
I was curious and asked my grandma why the Thunder Sword was called a magic weapon and not another name.
Grandma said that weapons also have levels, including magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, Tao weapons, fairy weapons, and divine weapons.
But most of the ones that are popular among the people or can be bought are magical weapons, such as peach wood swords, copper coin swords and the like.
It is difficult to buy spiritual weapons on the market. As for treasures and Taoist weapons, they are even rarer. They are the treasures of the eight sects of Buddhism and the seven sects of Taoism. They are powerful and rarely exposed.
The higher-level immortal weapons and artifacts are legendary. Grandma has only heard of them mentioned by old immortals and has never seen them before.
I touched the thunder sword in my clothes and felt a strong desire for the powerful weapon.
At this time, the Buddha statue on my neck once again sent a stream of heat into my mind.
I thought that this Buddha statue must be a treasure, but I didn't know what level it reached.
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind, and I raised my head and asked my grandma, "By the way, grandma, you said that sneakiness and weapons have levels, so do we cultivators also have levels?"
As I walked, my grandma said that not only the cultivators have levels, but also the zombies that become corpses after being faked. But she was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to digest it, so she would tell me the details when I grow up.
The amount of information I learned today is indeed quite large, and my mind is indeed a bit fragmented. I frowned and began to ponder what my grandma said.
Not long after, we had arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten. The big white iron door was open, and the three characters "Kindergarten" were written on the plaque above.
The courtyard covers an area of about several hundred square meters, with two rows of rectangular houses on both sides.
On the playground in the middle, there were about 20 children chasing each other and having fun. There were also fun turntables and slides, and there was laughter and laughter.
Several adults led children into it, who must also be attending kindergarten.
However, I subconsciously took a step back, feeling a little scared of this unfamiliar environment.
"Xiao An, this is where you will go to school in the future. How do you feel?" Grandma said kindly.
"Grandma, I, I want to go home." My eyes immediately turned red. I don't know why, but I was particularly resistant to this kind of place.
"Hey, you kid, why are you crying? Look how happy the children inside are. You will be one of them from now on. Let's go." Grandpa said with a smile and walked in.
"Grandma, I don't want to go in." I looked at grandma with tears in my eyes.
"It's okay, Xiao An, don't be afraid. Listen to grandma, we have to go to school and study. Otherwise, if you don't know how to read, it will be difficult for you to move into society." After grandma said that, she led me in, and I followed me with my head down.
After walking into the courtyard, the children all looked at me with curious eyes, and many of them looked at me and snickered and pointed.
I was afraid of strangers, so I held my grandma’s hand tightly, and my desire to go home was very strong.
Soon, the second elder led me to the rectangular house on the left.
What came into view was a corridor tens of meters long. There were five or six rooms on the inside with Chinese characters I didn’t recognize written on the doors. Later I found out that they were classrooms for large and small classes.
There are still more than a dozen children playing and fighting in the corridor.
A woman in her twenties with a ponytail and glasses was comforting a child who was crying for no apparent reason.
After the woman saw us, she quickly came over and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Sun, are you here? Is this Xiao An?"
After the woman finished speaking, she looked at me with a smile, which scared me to take a step back.
"Haha, yes, Teacher Hu, this is my grandson. As I told you before, Xiao An will be in charge of you from now on. Sorry for the trouble." Grandpa said with a smile.
Grandma also smiled and said: "Teacher Hu, the tuition fee is 42 per semester, right? Let's..."
The second elder and Teacher Hu talked about the admission procedures that need to be completed and various other matters.
I timidly looked at the children around me and found that they were basically half a head taller than me.
Suddenly, a beautiful girl with big eyes, oval face, fair skin and short hair walked out of the first classroom ahead.
I was stunned and my heart skipped a beat. Isn't this girl the same girl who watched Zheng Xiumei being hit and killed in my alley a month ago?
At that time, a gust of wind blew and the straw mat flew into the sky. After the body was exposed, the girl was so frightened that she cried and was taken away by her mother.
Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a student here.
But what shocked me was that there was a faint layer of black energy lingering on the girl's forehead at this moment, which gave me a bad premonition.
When the girl saw me, she was stunned for a moment, and then she showed a smiling expression, two small dimples appeared on her face, and her eyes were as curved as crescent moons, which was very beautiful.
"Haha." I couldn't help but giggle and wiped my nose.
"Well, that's it. Uncle Zhao, Aunt Sun, don't worry, it's our responsibility to take good care of every child." After Teacher Hu finished speaking, he took us to an office to go through the enrollment procedures.
Twenty minutes later.
After grandma walked out of the door, she looked at me and said, "Xiao An, grandma is going home now. You go to school well here and you must listen to the teacher, you know?"
"Grandma." I suddenly had circles in my eyes and was about to cry.
"Xiao An, don't cry. Boys, be strong. Let's go. Teacher Hu, I'll ask you to take care of Xiao An." After speaking, grandpa and grandma turned around and walked away at the same time.
But at this moment, my heart suddenly ached, and I felt like my two elders no longer wanted me. I quickly ran after me and cried loudly, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't abandon me, wuwuwu, I want to go home, I want to go home." , Grandma, don’t you want me anymore?”
I have been living with my two elders for seven years. I can't bear this sudden separation.
In fact, this phenomenon is normal for me. Children basically cry on the first day of kindergarten.
I don’t know why they were crying, but I simply felt that grandma and grandpa didn’t want me anymore.
"Grandma, grandpa, wuwuwu." I cried loudly and ran forward, "Grandma, grandpa, I want to go home, don't abandon me."
I cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.
"Xiao An, come back soon." Teacher Hu quickly caught up with me, grabbed my hand, wiped my tears and comforted me: "Xiao An, let's not cry. It's not that your grandma doesn't want you anymore. Your grandma will come to pick you up during lunch. You're gone, don't cry."
"No, I want to go home with grandma, wuwuwu." I cried loudly and tried hard to break away from Teacher Hu's hand, but to no avail.
The second elder saw me crying so hard that his eyes were red. Grandma couldn't worry about me and just wanted to come over to me, but...
