In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

As soon as the plane landed, Bai Wu was picked up by a Hongqi car.

Feeling the vigorous vitality in the driver's body, he was actually a human being.

The journey took more than half an hour, and he was taken to a small building. There were dense guards and tight defenses all around. There were no less than five human bodies within his sensing range alone.

But when you think about the fact that this is where the brain of Da Xia is, everything makes sense.

Inside the small building, an old man sat at a desk, writing calligraphy with a wolf-hair brush. His strokes were vigorous and powerful.

White mist walked in...

Half an hour later, he came out holding a piece of calligraphy.

To be honest, he was a little confused.

He couldn't help but take out his cell phone and search for a name. Countless news articles about an old man popped up. The image of the old man in the news was exactly the old man who had just had a cordial conversation with him.

Bai Wu swallowed, still feeling a little dreamy.

Open the rolled up rice paper in your hand again:

"I can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf!"

This contains the greatest expectations an old man has for him.

After returning to the Qinglongfu base in Kyoto, they had won a great victory in this competition, and as usual, they were going to hold a celebration banquet. However, Bai Wu just showed up and then left. If he didn't leave now, he would miss the last direct high-speed train.

"I am back."

Opening the door, Bai Wu called out.

"Is Wu back?"

In the kitchen, Wang Qiuxin came out wearing a red and black plaid apron, holding a spatula in her right hand and a pot lid in her left hand. She looked excited and waved the spatula while saying:

"Go take a rest on the sofa, my food will be ready soon."

Seeing Wang Qiuxin dressed like this, Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, his face froze.

After thinking for a while, the two feet that had stepped into the house began to slowly retreat, shouting at the top of his voice:

"Mom, I won't eat at home. I have to go back to school to study."

"Why are you in such a hurry to go to school after you just got back? You don't need to waste some time studying. Eat your meal first before leaving."

Wang Qiuxin left no room for doubt.

"..."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Bai Wu walked towards the living room with a bitter look on his face.

In the living room, Bai Zhengting was reading a newspaper, but his mind was not on the newspaper at all. He glanced towards the kitchen from time to time, looking extremely nervous.

"why?"

Bai Wu asked without thinking.

"Because our country won a martial arts competition, and the man had the same name as you, your mother was very happy and said that this was also a glory for the country, so she had to cook for him personally to celebrate. Who knew that you would come back just in time."

There was no life in Bai Zhengting's voice, and he knew what Bai Wu was asking without asking.

After saying that, he glanced at Bai Wu, his eyes full of compassion and a hint of gloating.

Looking at his mother in the kitchen, dressed as if for a war, and recalling the tragedies in his memory, Bai Wu couldn't help but shudder.

If he were asked to describe his mother Wang Qiuxin's cooking skills, he could only say four words:

Harm to both humans and animals!

His grandmother once had a puppy named Xiaobai, who usually lived on leftovers, regardless of whether they were raw or cold.

Wang Qiuxin was delighted to see this, but felt very distressed to see Xiaobai eating leftovers, so she cooked four dishes and a soup for Xiaobai herself, and fed it to Xiaobai mouthful by mouthful with a spoon, until Xiaobai's belly was full.

After eating that night, Xiaobai ran away from home and never came back.

Before leaving, it also took away its food bowl.

"Hey, what are you?"

Bai Zhengting suddenly noticed the rice paper in Bai Wu's hand.

As an instructor of a university calligraphy association, he has made great achievements in the research of Xuan paper.

Now, when he saw the Xuan paper in Bai Wu's hand, he could tell at a glance that the quality of this Xuan paper was extremely high. It just had no obvious characteristics, so he couldn't tell when and where the Xuan paper was produced.

"Oh, a...teacher gave him his calligraphy."

"Let me see the calligraphy."

Bai Zhengting's curiosity about this calligraphy was immediately aroused.

Anyone who can afford such good rice paper is likely to have good handwriting. If it is good, you can appreciate it. If it is bad, you can revise it and don't waste the rice paper.

"Forget it, Dad. I don't think it's anything good. It's just a piece of calligraphy. Let's just look at this."

Bai Wu took out a set of waist and back massagers from the bag he brought back. Bai Zhengting had been sitting for a long time and had back pain. When he saw this thing in Kyoto, he bought one.

Bai Zhengting's eyes lit up and he said:

"Oh, you've grown up."

He reached out to take the massager and started unboxing it immediately.

Bai Wu took the opportunity to put the calligraphy back into his bedroom. Normally, when he was not at home, Bai's father and mother would not enter his bedroom.

A moment later, Wang Qiuxin's voice came from the kitchen:

"Come and eat!"

......

After walking out of the community gate, Bai Wu found a trash can and controlled himself to vomit out the food in his stomach.

With his current vitality, he should be able to digest and swallow any food safely, but the dishes made by Wang Qiuxin actually caused his stomach acid to surge, commonly known as nausea.

He bought a pancake on the roadside and ate it while walking towards school.

When he entered the school gate, he suddenly remembered Dahei and the pregnant orange cub, and immediately walked towards the small garden. It had been a few days, and he didn't know whether the orange cub had given birth.

After walking a few steps, I saw Dahei standing at the gate of the small garden, and in front of him there were several students from Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Dahei's body blocked the entrance to the small garden, preventing the students from entering.

"Dahei, can you please move aside?"

A round-faced girl with glasses said in a good-natured voice.

"Wang Wang!"

Dahei shook his head.

"I heard that Dahei doesn't allow people to enter the small garden these days, so I came here to try it out. I didn't expect it to be true." A boy said in surprise.

"I heard from others that Dahei has a beautiful mistress hidden in his house and doesn't let anyone see her."

"Xiaohua has passed away, so it's normal for Dahei to find another one. Just don't be a bootlicker. It's really embarrassing for the leader of the dog world in Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School."

Listening to the discussion of several people, Bai Wu walked forward.

"Wang Wang!"

When Dahei saw Baiwu appear, his black eyes lit up, and he grinned and trotted to Baiwu's feet. He bit Baiwu's trouser leg and led him into the small garden.

"Hey, what's Dahei doing?"

Bai Wu touched the big black, smooth head and asked in confusion.

"Wang Wang!"

Dahei loosened his trouser legs and kept waving his head towards his own nest, motioning Baiwu to go in.

"Brother Wu!"

"White mist."

Several classmates recognized Bai Wu and greeted him.

Bai Wu's fame in Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School is known to the whole school. Not only is he proficient in both literature and martial arts, but coincidentally he has the same name as the human body of today's Fire Dragon. It is impossible for him not to be famous in Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

"Why did Dahei let Wuge in but not us? Are you treating us differently?"

A boy teased Dahei.

Unexpectedly, Dahei glanced at the boy and shook his head.

"The dogs shook their heads when they saw it."

I don't know who added this, but the others burst into laughter.