"Ah!" Xiao Ling was awakened by a child's voice, and then he realized that the person holding his wrist was a chubby boy about 8 or 9 years old.
The boy seemed to be startled by him and screamed. When he saw that he was awake, he let go of his hand angrily and complained: "Why are you so surprised? You're scared to death!"
Xiao Ling was silent for a moment, not knowing who was surprised, but he couldn't figure out what the situation was now, so he didn't speak.
When the boy saw that he was silent, he blinked again and asked with concern: "Hey, why don't you speak? Are you stupid? You just fainted suddenly. What happened?"
faint? Wasn't he in the water just now?
Xiao Ling wanted to ask about the situation, but his body rubbed his stomach uncontrollably, and the words that came out of his mouth were also in a soft and childish voice: "I...I'm hungry."
"Huh? Are you fainting from hunger?!" The boy was shocked. Finally, he wordlessly took out half of the uneaten pancake from his arms and stuffed it into his hand. "Here, here, here's what I left." , this is the only one, don’t dislike it.”
"Well, thank you, thank you!" Xiao Ling watched as he stretched out his hand to take the half of the pancake, and then stuffed it into his mouth greedily. Only then did he feel a little cramping in his stomach, and that dry The hard but slightly sweet pancake slowly soothes the feeling of emptiness.
He originally thought it was because he was hungry, so he didn't care, but now it seemed that it was the way his "body" felt now.
He looks like a little boy of 8 or 9 years old, but who is he? What does it have to do with Han Yuan and Xuantian Sect?
After a while, he had quickly swallowed half of the small pancake, and the boy pulled him up from the ground and urged: "Are you ready? Come on, let's go quickly. We're late." But it’s about to be wiped out!”
"Oh, okay." Xiao Ling felt that "he" seemed to be a little stunted and much shorter than this boy. He was staggering, almost being dragged up the steps, and his mind was not very clear. " ...Where to go?”
"Ah?" The boy walking in front almost tripped over the steps and turned to look at him speechlessly, "Didn't you go to Xuantian Sect to take the entrance examination? You've almost arrived, why are you asking where you are going?!"
"Assessment?" The thin boy raised his head in confusion. At this time, Xiao Ling also saw through his eyes the Xuantian Sect not far away and a group of little boys in front of the door.
Xuantian Sect wants to accept disciples? But why are they all boys?
"I...I just saw them walking up and thought it was a temple giving out rice porridge..."
"What kind of temple... this is Xuanmen!" The boy rolled his eyes, sighed, and finally stretched out his hand and continued to pull him up, "Forget it, you're already here, you Let’s go and give it a try. If you get selected, you won’t be hungry anyway.”
After hearing that he was not hungry, Xiao Ling suddenly felt that his whole "body" was energetic, and he rushed up with his thin legs: "Okay~!"
"Hey, slow down!" The fat boy wheezed and caught up. "Hey, little Douya, my name is Wang Wu, and my nickname is Wang Xiaopang. You can just call me Fat Brother. What's your name?"
"Fat brother..." the little boy responded obediently before realizing what he called himself, "My name is not Xiao Dou Ya, my name is Xiao Ling."
"Xiao Ling'er? Why does your name sound like a little girl?" Xiao Pang complained with a look of disgust, and suddenly came up to Xiao Ling and took a closer look, his eyes widened.
"Hiss - I didn't notice it just now, but you look like a little girl. You, you are not a girl, are you? Xuantian Sect does not accept female disciples this time."
Xiao Ling was shocked when he heard his own voice emphasizing loudly: "I am a boy, not a little girl!" At the end, he tried his best to rub his dirty little face.
Could it be that this was the original owner when he was a child?
Xiao Ling distinguished carefully and found that yes, she was relatively thin when she was a child, and she was very delicate, so she was often mistaken for a girl.
This is why his parents sent him to learn martial arts, hoping to strengthen his body.
Unexpectedly, his childhood appearance was also replaced by the original owner.
But... it seems that the original owner was a little beggar when he was a child, and now he has come to Xuantian Sect... Then why was he picked up by the Xiao family and his wife? Is his stupidity related to Xuantian Sect, or to Han Yuan?
Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Ling had already been pulled to the front of the sect by Xiao Pang. The disciples of Xuantian Sect were organizing the boys to take tests one by one. I wonder if there are any specialties such as spiritual roots?
Xiao Ling lined up silently, feeling that her stomach, which had not been soothed just now, began to grumble and colic again.
At this time, Xiaopang had already gone in for the test, leaving only Xiaoling, a small child, standing in front of the sect, holding his stomach carefully, as if not daring to let it make too much noise, so as not to disturb others and kick him out. generally.
"Next." "Kid, it's your turn."
Finally it was his turn. Xiao Ling felt "himself" smile happily and happily followed the Xuantian Sect disciples forward. However, his stomach made another loud protest, and the front of him began to turn black, making him dizzy. .
Are you feeling hungry again? Xiao Ling thought silently in his heart, how miserable he was.
Suddenly, a big hand supported him and lifted him up easily. At the same time, a warm energy poured into his body, and the feeling of hunger disappeared instantly: "My little friend, are you okay?"
Xiao Ling's heart was shaken by the voice like a deep bell.
He raised his head, and the person standing in front of him was indeed the white-haired Mo Xuan: "No, it's okay, thank you...Grandpa?"
Mo Xuan seemed amused by his "grandpa", a faint smile appeared on his tired and numb face.
"Sect Master." The disciple next to Xiao Ling bowed respectfully to Mo Xuan, and then glared at Xiao Ling reproachfully, "Don't be rude to the Sect Master!"
"It doesn't matter." Mo Xuan shook his head and suddenly squatted down to take a closer look at Xiao Ling. He didn't know what he found, which made his eyes suddenly light up. His hand holding Xiao Ling's wrist tightened slightly, and his tone became more serious. Somewhat excited, "You, are you willing to join my family?"
Xiao Ling blinked blankly. Although he didn't quite understand what it meant, the warmth he felt just now was so comfortable, so he smiled and nodded vigorously:
"Yeah, I do!"
