Under One Person: From the moment I become a stand-in, I’m no longer a human being!

Chapter 7, Huaisheng, it’s time to eat!
April 1999,
Year of the Rabbit: Yimao, Month of Dingmao, Day of Yiyou
Everything is inappropriate.

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Beijing.

Zhao family courtyard.

I saw a boy in white clothes sitting cross-legged under a jujube tree with his eyes closed. The breeze blew from time to time, lifting his sleeves, moving the clouds and causing ripples.

What a beautiful picture of a little fairy in meditation.

Call ~
A breath of foul air slowly exhaled from the boy's mouth.

The boy slowly woke up, his eyes slightly opened, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The light was weak and not dazzling, and disappeared in an instant.

After the boy woke up, he didn't say anything but just lowered his head. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Alas, it was eroded after all."

Zhao Huaisheng opened his arms, and his thin body slowly lay down on the tender grass under the tree, and raised his hands to touch the sky.

It’s been almost five years.

It has been almost five years since I went to Lingyin Temple.

He also grew from a babbling baby into a boy of five years and five months old.

During these nearly five years, Zhao Huaisheng would silently recite the mental method every day, and he did not dare to slack off for a moment, 365 days a year, for fear that his body would be eroded by the weather forecast.

But today, he still felt it.

That is the erosion of the boy's life.

"Weather forecast, how can you be so disappointing? I had high hopes for you."

Zhao Huaisheng's hand slid down weakly and rested on his forehead.

He really didn't expect that his worries would come true. The weather forecast was actually assimilated into the rules of this world and became his destiny.

I recited the Heart Sutra before because I was afraid of death, so I kept insisting on it. Now it’s better, I don’t have to be afraid anymore.

The dream became reality.

To evolve directly from being afraid of death to waiting for death can be said to be a step to heaven.

The only good news now may be that the person is not dead yet and can live to his twenties. If he recites the Heart Sutra, he may be able to live two more years.

Zhao Huaisheng recalled what Master Jiekong said, and murmured in a low voice, "I can only rely on my life, my life..."

Thinking about this, Zhao Huaisheng glanced at the weather forecast while watering the flowers and shook his head helplessly.

To suppress this guy, one must at least have the talent of life cultivation like the old Taoist priest, and he doesn't think he can do it.

Is it really necessary to find the successor of the Eight Great Skills, capture him and torture him in order to find a chance to survive?
It should be said or not, this is indeed a method.

After all, no one can tell whether there are any useful methods in the Eight Great Skills.

Just like how few people can think of Fenghou Qimen's "Huawuweiwang", which is actually "Weiwuweiwang", no one knows what is hidden in the other magic skills.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaisheng couldn't help but sigh.

His identity is too obvious. If he goes out to rob the Eight Wonders, he will probably be dragged back by his grandfather before he sees anyone.

At least before he became an adult, he thought he had little chance.

Moreover, judging from the frequency with which the alien sects have been looking for him recently, he will be sent to some unknown sect to practice in about a year.

The fact that he was a fairy boy was spread by his grandfather Zhao Fangxu a few years ago.

If nothing unexpected happens, this was done so that he could join a good sect.

But probably only the news about the fairy boy was revealed, and his specific abilities and other things were probably kept in his hands and not told to anyone else.

It can be said that now the entire extraordinary world knows that the company’s number one person, the grandson of Master Zhao Fangxu, is a one-in-a-million genius.

After the news spread, his small yard became much more lively. Strange people from various sects would come over from time to time, and sometimes they would bring one or two children of similar age to broaden their horizons.

They all had only two words to describe Zhao Huaisheng: genius. This answer was extremely consistent.

After all, he is a fairy boy, and his innate skills are terrifyingly strong. In addition, he has been practicing and accumulating mental skills over the past few years.

Among his peers today, there is definitely no one with stronger sexual talent than him.

So during this year, an outrageous number of sects extended olive branches to him, but his grandfather was also strange. Not a single one of them agreed. It was unknown whether he was still hesitating or waiting for something better.

When Zhao Huaisheng was rolling around on the grass out of boredom, a crisp shout came from the house.

"Huaisheng, it's time to eat."

"coming!"

Zhao Huaisheng stood up with a somersault, dusted himself off, and trotted towards the house, forgetting all his previous thoughts.

Eat! Eat!
Why think so many useless things? The most important thing is to eat!

……

"Little greedy cat, eat slowly, no one is competing with you for the food."

Lu Yueyao looked at Zhao Huaisheng, who was so hungry that he looked like a cat, and smiled brightly.

She picked up a towel beside her and wiped the oil stains on Zhao Huaisheng's face, then looked at him carefully.

Her baby son is so handsome, with big eyes, double eyelids, and a fair face. You can tell at a glance that he inherited them from her. Even with his face scratched, he is still very handsome.

Fortunately, he didn't inherit his father's genes, otherwise he would be ruined, and I don't know which girl he would be married to...

Thinking of this, Lu Yueyao withdrew her hand. Before leaving, she pinched Zhao Huaisheng's face out of habit.

Zhao Huaisheng seemed to be used to it and didn't care. He just raised his hand and rubbed the place where he was pinched and asked. "Mom, why did grandpa and dad go out so early today?"

In the past, except when on business trips, they usually went out after dinner unless something big happened.

"Grandpa and Dad went to meet an important guest and will not be back until the afternoon."

Lu Yue looked at her baby son, who looked as cute as a hamster, her eyes twinkled and she hugged him.

"Mom is very pleased that Huaisheng cares so much about daddy. Come and let mom reward you!" As she said that, Lu Yueyao rubbed him.

mua~
saliva……

Zhao Huaisheng wiped his face with some disgust and complained, "Mom, I'm already grown up."

Although he tries his best to act mature, he always seems useless in front of his mother. Instead, she thinks he is very cute and kisses him.

He didn't even bother to resist now.

"Of course Mom knows that Huaisheng has grown up, but Huaisheng will always be a good boy in Mom's eyes." Lu Yueyao held Zhao Huaisheng in her arms and spoke to him with her face close to his.

If she could see Zhao Huaisheng's face, she would definitely see his face full of disgust.

Zhao Huaisheng seemed to suddenly remember something, looked up and asked his mother.

"Mom, can I go play with my fourth uncle later? He promised me two days ago that he would play with me during the holidays."

"Xu Si..." Lu Yueyao was silent for a while after hearing this name before she spoke, "Of course you can, but if your fourth uncle takes you to some messy place, you must not go, understand?"

Lu Yueyao threatened her son.

"Okay, Mom's the best."

When Zhao Huaisheng heard Lu Yueyao's agreement, he happily jumped out of his mother's arms and ran straight out of the yard.

As for threats?
Have it?

I do not know!
Lu Yueyao looked at Zhao Huaisheng running away, holding her face with emotion and said.

"He doesn't play with his peers, and just follows others all day long. I really don't understand what a child is thinking."

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