If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Roll! Roll!"

"Jump! Big jump!"

"Oh, how stupid, why did you fall down again!"

The child held a small wooden stick and directed his villain to make various actions like a commander. Feng Xue watched from the side, but said:

"This is because the wooden figurine you made is too rough. The range of motion of the joints is limited, so movements beyond the range will be very stiff."

Hearing what Feng Xue said, the child's face immediately collapsed, looked at Feng Xue and said:

"Then how can I make the joints move more... well, and, how can I make it look like your villain?"

Although the child thinks that this villain is quite fun, compared to Feng Xue's flying, deforming and merging villain, it is really far behind.

Hearing what he said, Feng Xue showed a smile and said:

"This is not an easy matter. It took you so long to learn the basic element body. It may take a long time to learn it!"

"It's okay! Anyway, I usually have nothing to do!"

The child said indifferently, but Feng Xue looked up at the sun and said:

"It's getting late, you should go back."

"I..." The child wanted to say that he would not go back, but he remembered that he had sneaked out before, was arrested and had to be put in confinement.

But just when he was about to turn around, Feng Xue's voice came from behind him——

"I will stay in Chentangguan for the next few days. If you have time, you can come and learn from me. Of course, how much you can learn before I leave is up to you!"

"Hmm!" The child nodded vigorously immediately upon hearing this, and a child's unique innocent smile appeared on his face, as if the beating, acupuncture and education before were all just hallucinations.

Feng Xue was not surprised by this situation, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and within a few steps, she returned to the place where she saw the child before. The child looked at the outer wall of his house and was about to leave, but turned back and said:

"Hi, what's your name?"

Feng Xue heard the words, and then responded casually: "I, my name is Mo Ju, others call me Xuan Jun, what about you?"

"My name is Nezha, I'll be here tomorrow, see you soon!"

"OK!"

Feng Xue watched Nezha push a passage on the barrier with the thick two-dimensional Huntian Ribbon, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she turned around and found a bridge, spread a small quilt, took out her erhu and started pulling.

Whoa! Not to mention, it's quite profitable!

...

After climbing over the courtyard wall, Nezha carefully looked left and right, and after confirming that no servants were nearby, he hung the villain on the red string in his belly pocket, walked around the main entrance, and entered the room through the window left when he went out. inside.

He has quite a lot of toys, such as rattles, bamboo horses, and bamboo swords, as long as they are played by children of this age, he has a lot of them. It's just that these toys will be damaged from time to time when they are in his hands. He couldn't hold back, but he didn't like it very much.

But the little man I got today is different. Although the body I cut out with one knife and one knife is not as exquisite as that of "Mo Ju", it fills him with a sense of accomplishment, and he uses his innate strength to The spirit directed the villain to walk around, while fantasizing in his mind, the villain became more and more refined.

...

"Hey, Mo Ju, I'm here!" In the early morning, as soon as his father went out, Nezha threw off the servants at home and jumped out over the wall, but seeing that there was no one at the bottom of the wall yesterday, he couldn't help feeling empty.

But before he was disappointed, an unfamiliar voice came from one side:

"Why did you run out so early? I thought you didn't come out until this afternoon! By the way, isn't your mother worried about you running out alone?"

"My mother is going to visit relatives! It will take at least three or four days to come back." Nezha spread his hands indifferently, and then imitated Feng Xue's appearance and put the villain on his shoulders. The buttocks were uneven, and he had to shrug his shoulders deliberately so that the little man could sit still.

Hearing what Nezha said, Feng Xue also had some confidence in her heart, and then took Nezha to find a small courtyard that was rented with the money earned from performing arts.

"This is your house?" Nezha looked at the messy little house with disgust, but Feng Xue shook her head and said:

"It's just a temporary place to stay."

"That's too...forget it, let's not talk about it, teach me how to make a more delicate wooden man!" Nezha wanted to say something else, but after seeing Feng Xue, the wooden man who jumped down to do tricks, I forgot what was on my lips.

Last night, he had a long-lost dream. He even pointed out that his wooden figure was the same as in the dream, pushing his father on the bench to spank his ass!

"Okay, then let's start with how to use these tools. Don't be bored, as long as you can polish, your villain's ass will not be pointy!"

...

Nezha and Feng Xue played for three full days. Maybe it was because of his extraordinary talent, maybe it was because of Feng Xue’s power to preach and teach, or maybe it was because Nezha really liked wooden figures. Almost every day, the little wooden figures in Nezha’s hands would be changed. The same appearance, while the appearance is getting more and more refined, Nezha can also feel that when he is manipulating this wooden man, he is becoming more and more agile.

Although it is not as good as Mo Ju's psychic psychic, but he no longer needs his own strict instructions, as long as he has a vague order, it can be completed smoothly.

This change filled Nezha with a sense of accomplishment, and even if Feng Xue hadn't reminded him every day, he wouldn't even want to go home.

"Xiao Mu, when will you be the same as Mo Ju's wooden figurine!" In the evening, after dinner, Nezha returned to the house, put the wooden figurine on the table, and watched it make all kinds of weird and weird things. He moved while muttering to himself, but at this moment, his door was suddenly pushed open, and at the same time his father's voice came——

"Nezha, why do you have... what is this in your house?!"

Nezha panicked when he heard his father's words, and subconsciously used his body to block the wooden man. However, although Li Jing was ordinary in cultivation and could not even cross the gap between immortals and mortals, he still learned how to escape from the five elements. With the technique, he can naturally detect the strangeness in Nezha's room, and it is impossible to be blocked by Nezha's small body.

He took a step, came to the table, looked at the little wooden figure, immediately frowned and said:

"Where did this come from?"

"I made it myself!" Nezha said, poking his neck. Li Jing was noncommittal when he heard the words, and just reached out his hand to grab it. Nezha was shocked immediately and raised his hand to protect it. How can it compare to the shoulder width and arm length of an adult.

Before he had time to push and push, the villain was pinched by Li Jing, and then...

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-y-you-you!!!!!!""