Grandma said that there were life fluctuations inside the red eggs, which immediately shocked us. We wondered if there could be mysterious animals inside?
Grandma asked Gongsun Tianqiang again if he had any dreams the night he got the red egg, and if he had dreamed of the devil again recently.
"Grandma, that night I was..." Gongsun Tianqiang was about to speak.
I suddenly saw a strange red light flash in her eyes. His body trembled and he quickly changed his words and said, "Grandma, I've been doing well recently. I slept well at night and didn't dream about anything."
I frowned, feeling that he must be hiding something. Also, I didn’t know if grandma saw the red light in his eyes.
Grandma also felt something was wrong and asked Gongsun Tianqiang if he told the truth, but he insisted that he had no dreams. Even if grandma felt something was wrong, there was nothing she could do.
Grandpa suddenly said worriedly: "Old woman, this red egg can't be something bad. How can there be life fluctuations in it? It won't hatch any ominous animals. Otherwise, don't give it to the gods. I think ..."
"No!" Gongsun Tianqiang hurriedly grabbed the red egg and said that this thing was very important to him. He also said that after a while, it might turn into red light and penetrate into his head like the devil's head.
Grandma thought for a moment and said seriously that Gongsun Tianqiang's ability to refine Qi was most likely related to the devil's head.
Aunt Zhao Guijuan originally thought something would happen to Gongsun Tianqiang, but after careful inspection by her grandma, she found no abnormality, but she was relieved.
But he was worried that Gongsun Tianqiang would have an accident in the future, so he suggested that he go to school here, so that if something happened to Tianqiang, his grandma would be able to treat him in time.
When I heard this, I became extremely depressed and winked like a grandma.
Who knows, but Gongsun Tianqiang saw it, pointed at me and scolded: "Poor, what are you doing there with your eyes? Do you not want me to go to school here? Let me tell you, not only do I want to go to your school , I will be in the same class as you and form a gang to eliminate you."
"Tian Qiang! He is your cousin, how could you do this!" Grandpa scolded seriously.
"Tch, I don't admit that Chen Ba'an is my son's cousin." Aunt Zhao Guijuan glared at me, then looked at my grandma and said, "Mom, do you think this is okay? I won't cause you any trouble. I'll follow the rules tomorrow. Qiang goes out to rent a house, and Tian Qiang can just study here for a year. If something really happens, we will go back to the city. Anyway, the quality of teaching here is too poor, and I really don’t like it!"
I was speechless when I heard this. I thought to myself, if you don't like the quality of teaching here, then don't come here to study.
After hearing this, grandma looked at me hesitantly, obviously caring about my feelings.
Grandpa may be worried that Gongsun Tianqiang will have an accident, so he said that it would be fine to study here for one year.
Grandma hesitated for a while, and finally agreed.
My mood suddenly became even more depressed, and I felt desperate just thinking about spending a year with Gongsun Tianqiang.
After the matter was settled, Zhao Guijuan said that she would find a house to live in tomorrow and then go through the transfer procedures.
I was depressed during dinner time, but my grandma took advantage of the absence of Guijuan and her son to comfort me and said that it was only one year, and it passed quickly, and maybe I would become good friends with Tianqiang this year.
I pursed my lips and said nothing, thinking that it would be nice not to become a mortal enemy with him, but that he was still a good friend.
When I took off my clothes to go to bed at night, Gongsun Tianqiang made me even more disgusted.
His smelly, sweaty feet were like poison, taking my breath away.
Grandma and grandpa were also fumed and accused Gongsun Tianqiang of having smelly feet.
Aunt Zhao Guijuan licked her face and said, "You are half a boy now, how can you not have smelly feet?" She also said that this is a real man.
This night, I slept with my quilt covered.
The next day I got up early, finished my meal, and went to school. I didn’t want to spend any more time with them and their son.
After arriving at school, I found that the black air on He Huanhuan's forehead became a little thicker, which made me a little worried.
Fortunately, I learned from her that Teacher Qiao had not done anything unusual for the time being, so I felt a little relieved.
The day passed quickly.
After returning home from school in the afternoon, I learned that Zhao Guijuan had found a house and moved out, and had completed the transfer procedures for his son, and he would go to school tomorrow.
Naturally, I was in a terrible mood and prayed that Gongsun Tianqiang would never be assigned to our class.
When I went to bed at night, I curiously asked my grandma what the state of refining Qi was.
Grandma said that practitioners and Taoist disciples generally have four realms of cultivation.
They are refining essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, refining spirit into void, and refining spirit into spirit.
Each realm is divided into four stages of junior high school and post-dzogchen perfection. Once the Yang Shen's out-of-body realm is exceeded, it is even more possible to escape from reincarnation.
When I heard this, my heart was filled with strong longing, and at the same time I asked my grandma, are Buddhist disciples also divided into these four realms?
But grandma shook her head and said that the Buddhist disciples were not like that. They practiced the Four Zen and Eight Concentrations.
They are the first Zen heaven and the fourth Zen heaven, which are also divided into four small stages.
My grandma also said that when I entered junior high school, she would teach me the Taoist practice method, which made me very excited.
However, I was subconsciously interested in Buddhism. When I asked my grandma if she had any method of practicing the Four Zens and Eight Concentrations, she said no, which made me feel very sorry.
I looked at the Buddha statue around my neck again. Over the past three years, it has shrunk and turned into energy every day, getting into my mind. I don’t know what changes will happen in the end.
Will it benefit me greatly? I thought wildly.
Grandma looked at my Buddha statue pendant and told me not to take it out for inspection if nothing happened, lest Gongsun Tianqiang knew about it and wanted to go back.
I quickly put the Buddha statue back in my arms and went to bed at around nine o'clock.
On the following day, when I came to the school classroom, I looked at He Huanhuan and said depressedly: "Huanhuan, my annoying cousin is coming to our school today. It really annoys me to death."
He Huanhuan asked curiously: "Brother An, why do you bother him so much? How annoying is he?"
I said disgustedly: "Even more annoying than Liu Qiang. He feels that he is powerful and looks down on others. I just hope that he will never be assigned to our class. He..."
But before I finished speaking, the classroom door was opened, and the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, led a boy in.
After seeing him, my mood suddenly collapsed and I had no love in my life.
This boy turned out to be Gongsun Tianqiang. Oh my God, I was so scared. There are three classes in the third grade. How could he be assigned to our class by such a coincidence?
Or maybe he found out which class I was in and deliberately proposed that he be in the same classroom as me to disgust me?
When the classmates saw a strange boy coming in, they all whispered with curiosity on their faces.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Teacher Zhang said seriously: "This is a transfer student from Hualian City. From now on, he will be a classmate of our class."
After the words were finished, the classmates immediately started talking noisily, saying that it was no wonder that Gongsun Tianqiang, with his good temperament and famous brand, turned out to be a transfer student from a big city.
Immediately afterwards, the teacher asked Gongsun Tianqiang to introduce himself.
Gongsun Tianqiang walked to the podium, standing tall, wearing a Nike brand, and glanced at the whole class very arrogantly. For a moment, his eyes were fixed on me, and a disgusting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Finally, he looked at He Huanhuan again, with a flash of lust and greed in his eyes.
"Hello everyone!" Gongsun Tianqiang said with his nostrils turned upward: "I am the young master who transferred from Hualian City. I come to your school because I look up to you. By the way, my name is Gongsun Tianqiang!"
These arrogant words clearly looked down upon us rural students, and I didn’t expect that his opening remarks would be so arrogant.
The whole class frowned suddenly, and even Teacher Zhang looked ugly.
I whispered to He Huanhuan in disgust: "Look, he is such a disgusting person, arrogant and arrogant."
He Huanhuan also showed a disgusted expression and said how could I have such a rubbish cousin.
Gongsun Tianqiang smiled disdainfully and grinned, as if he wanted to brag.
Teacher Zhang suddenly said in a cold voice: "Okay, classmate, go ahead and sit down. The empty seat in the second to last row is yours."
Hearing this, Gongsun Tianqiang strode over and sat down.
I turned around and saw that he was diagonally behind me. My deskmate was a female classmate who was poor in studies. When Gongsun Tianqiang sat down, she actually showed a flattering expression.
Gongsun Tianqiang looked at her with disgust, but soon looked straight at He Huanhuan.
I subconsciously blocked his view, and he glared at me viciously, opened his mouth and said something like, "You're waiting until get out of class is over."
Damn it, I felt angry in my heart, and I thought, what can you do after class is over? Your mother is not there to protect you in school. If you make me anxious, I will just use electric cannons to serve you.
Forty minutes later, the bell rang.
As a result, Teacher Zhang just walked out of the classroom.
Gongsun Tianqiang slammed the table and shouted arrogantly: "Fuck, what kind of shabby school classrooms are these? They are so different from the environment in our city. They are simply a garbage dump."
