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Wei Yi realized when he was very young that many people around him didn't like him.

Some of the disciples in the Luban school are orphans like him, or they are half orphans—there is no such thing as having parents and relatives.

There are also some children who are "born with the surname Zhong".

This is a bit like internal and external disciples.

But no matter which side it is, Wei Yi is not welcome.

Wei Yi showed a talent for organs at a young age, with him around, it would be very difficult for other disciples from other families to stand out.

What's more, Wei Yi likes to speak with his fists, as long as he is not as good as him, he will beat everyone until he is convinced. Whether it is in the orphanage or in the Lubanmen, he will be the best one.

On the other hand, the "surname Zhong" didn't say anything, but secretly resented him for not knowing good and bad, and being too limelight.

Until Wei Yi turned ten years old and was formally adopted as a grandson by Zhong Tieniu, and changed his surname to Zhong, the atmosphere in Lu Ban's family became even more eerie.

Because Zhong Tieniu, like Zhong Yi, was not named Zhong at first.

Three generations have passed since the Luban sect was ruled by foreign disciples.

If things go on like this, the outside is strong and the inside is weak. Even if the inside family has no selfish intentions, the gradual weakening of the Zhong family's blood will become a general trend.

"You don't have to think about that." Zhong Tieniu said to Zhong Yi: "I'm here, no one dares to touch you. Besides, the next parent may not necessarily be you."

It doesn't really mean anything to the ten-year-old Zhong Yi whether the parents are the parents or not. At this age, he is more concerned about how to make himself more powerful, and step on those bastards who don't accept him into the mud.

Oh, or care about homework, too.

"You look like shit in the exam, and you still want me to take you out to play?" Zhong Tieniu shook Zhong Yi's test paper: "What's the matter with the composition?"

Zhong Yi remained silent.

His mathematics has always been full marks, is it just Chinese...

"For a composition of [-] words, you only wrote [-]... three words?!" Zhong Tieniu said, "The other children are not so poor, just look at Zhong Xin, Zhong Li, Zhong Liuliu and the others! "

Zhong Yi looked bitter and hatred.

Which of the few things Zhong Tieniu named could surpass him in the door test?

That is to say, the exams at school made them proud—Zhong Yi's IQ is not low, but he was born with a little expression barrier. Let him write hundreds of words of nonsense on a piece of white paper, he really can't write. come out.

In fact, the 63 characters this time is considered a breakthrough.

It was rarely more than fifty characters before.

Zhong Tieniu didn't need to look at his face to know that Zhong Yi was not convinced in his heart.

"Don't talk about the one in the door, who is that, Ye Xun, didn't he get a double hundred in the final exam this time?" Zhong Tieniu blew his beard and stared.

Zhong Yi snorted in his heart.

Ye Xun's academic performance is really good, and he even became the captain of the team. His essays have also been included in the golden selection of elementary school students' essays twice, which is very impressive.

But Ye Xun seldom beat him, whether it was fists or spells.

Zhong Tieniu was still babbling: "Last time I heard from old Wangtou that his grandson is the first in the exam every year, and he is also very smart..."

"Only you can't do it!" Zhong Tieniu finally came to the conclusion that he hates iron but can't make steel.

This pinched Zhong Yi's sore foot.

He never felt that he was not good enough.

It's a pity that just like his talent for mechanical craftsmanship is innate, his talent for composition is probably innately equal to nothing.

"You all have to look at Wang Xiaoming." Zhong Tieniu was still saying, "When the child was born, Wuliu's family was considered to be here. He was born with strange roots and bones. Old Wangtou said that his own horoscope is not so good...you have Didn't you listen?!"

Zhong Yi lowered his head and said nothing.

Wang Xiaoming.

Hmph, Wang Xiaoming!

God is very fair, Zhong Yi is the shadow of other children, so of course God has to give him a little shadow.

Wang Xiaoming is Zhong Yi's shadow.

Because no matter what he does—even if he is a picky eater, Zhong Tieniu will say: "Look at Wang Xiaoming!"

It's not that Wang Xiaoming isn't picky eaters, it's just that adults are used to this name.

Because Wang Xiaoming is a genius, a genius can do things that others cannot.

In fact, Wang Xiaoming has been kept in captivity by Wang Dazhuang, and he was rarely brought out. In addition, this child was indeed extremely talented at the beginning, and the adults in the family were deeply moved, and unknowingly used Wang Xiaoming as a benchmark.

Anyway, the children probably didn't have the chance to see Wang Xiaoming in person, they didn't have the chance to ask for evidence, they didn't know how to cheat, and they didn't use it for nothing.

Since Wang Xiaoming's talent is higher than yours - then he must learn this faster than you!Look at people!

Since Wang Xiaoming's talent is higher than yours - then he won't fight everywhere!Look at people!

Since Wang Xiaoming's talent is higher than yours - then he definitely won't talk back to his elders!Look at people!

……

After all, he was still a child, who would have thought that the "legendary Wang Xiaoming" was actually innocent most of the time?

Such an object of hatred, it is almost impossible to get rid of it after beating him a hundred times.

"Huh?" After Ye Xun finished chanting the mantra, a small puff of smoke rose in front of his eyes, but it was not the expected white, but a strange blue.

Zhong Yi took a closer look at it, and the limbs of the huge dead mouse began to twitch unnaturally, looking very mechanical.

But apart from the limbs, the body remained motionless.

"It didn't work." Zhong Yi said, and calmly patted a death talisman on the dead mouse's forehead.

This kind of talisman has a certain effect on preventing corpses from changing, but it also has some side effects. The mouse corpse was tested by Ye Xun several times, and after two or three times of taking the talisman, it became a little deformed.

"Strange, that's what I saw my aunt doing." Ye Xun said, "Did I miss any steps? But she did turn that crow into a puppet just like that."

"Are you sure this is the Ye family's puppet technique?" Zhong Yi raised his chin and said, "I thought it was so powerful, but our reincarnation technique is stronger."

Ye Xun rolled his eyes: "What is reincarnation, you can use it to see. I can at least give it a try."

Zhong Yi bared his teeth at him.

Ye Xun sneered not to be outdone.

But they can't fight anymore today—every time they meet each other, they fight each other, and the parents have given a serious warning, and if they fight again, they will pack them up and send them back.

"Maybe the herbal medicine is wrong." Ye Xun extinguished the burning grass blades, took the mouse body back into a shoebox and hid it in a pile of sundries.

Zhong Yi had long lost patience with this unreliable puppetry. He lay on the floor-to-ceiling window in the stairwell, looking down with a small telescope.

"What?" Ye Xun also leaned forward.

Zhong Yi said: "There is a ghost lying on the car."

Ye Xun immediately became interested.

Although the two have been studying the law since they were young, they are children after all, and adults will not show them dangerous things, so even if it is an ordinary wandering soul, they find it strange.

They rushed downstairs and found that it was Wang Dazhuang who came by car.

This time, Wang Dazhuang rarely brought a child.

Wang Dazhuang's grandson - Wang Xiaoming.

Ye Xun was no less oppressed by Wang Xiaoming than Zhong Yi, so when the "Wang Xiaoming" who was obviously younger and less courageous than them was blocked by them, the result could be imagined.

But who knew that it was not Wang Xiaoming, but Wang Xiaohua, Wang Dazhuang's little grandson.

Wang Xiaohua was so frightened by a dead mouse that he nearly convulsed it, and it also taught Zhong Yi and Ye Xun a good lesson.

Poor Wang Xiaohua was bullied and cried so hard that she didn't forget to threaten them, saying that she would ask her brother to beat them.

Zhong Yi and Ye Xun were refreshed when they heard this.

It's a pity that Wang Xiaoming didn't come after all.

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Zhong Yi stood in front of a door and looked back.

A pale kid was poking his head out from behind the trash can to sneak a peek at him, but he caught him and quickly retreated.

This is Wang Dazhuang's store, he has only heard of it, and this is his first visit.

Zhong Yi knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response at all.

Is Wang Xiaoming not at home?

Zhong Yi glanced at the cold back alley, and the tail of Master Bai hanging on him curled up.

The air here is unexpectedly heavy, Master Bai doesn't like it,

Zhong Yi stuffed the cat into his backpack, turned to the front and knocked on the front door.

It took only one knock, and the scream of the kid just now resounded in the back alley.

Zhong Yi's face froze, he turned around and ran back - the yin energy that even he felt permeated just now was really unusual.

When he saw Xie Sha standing in the middle of the back alley, his thoughts changed a few times.

It seems that Wang Dazhuang really hasn't been here for a while, otherwise this kind of thing wouldn't be so swaggering...

Xie Sha leaned forward and was about to pounce on him.

Zhong Yi turned on tiptoe, dodged it neatly, turned around, only to find a boy barged in at some point, Zhong Yi screamed inwardly, and was about to make a move, when the boy raised his hand to block, Xie Sha was caught Bounce a few steps.

Wang Dazhuang's canopy ruler!

Zhong Yi narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized what was in the boy's hand.

We finally meet, Wang Xiaoming.

the legendary...

Zhong Yi raised the corners of his mouth, ready to take a look at Wang Xiaoming's skills.

Then I saw... that "Wang Xiaoming" threw the canopy ruler towards Xie Sha.

smash.

smash.

hit...

Damn it!

Zhong Yi looked at Wang Xiaoming's frantic behavior, his mind was buzzing, but he couldn't help muttering quickly: "The sun rises from the east and shines in all directions. Set up copper bricks and iron bricks, fill up copper fences and iron walls, please The Six Stars of the Southern Dipper and the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, I obey the order of the Supreme Lord!"

The floor tiles under their feet were shaking, and the moving wall method temporarily trapped Jisha. Zhong Yi and Wang Xiaoming ran into the store and turned on the lights.

This was the first time Zhong Yi saw Wang Xiaoming, his old enemy.

The hair is docile on the forehead and next to the ear, it looks very soft, the eyes are clear, clean and well-behaved.

...Say Wang Xiaoming's composition is good, Zhong Yixin.

The person in front of him looked like he was serious in class.

But the legendary genius...

A genius who flopped around and smashed the canopy ruler like a brick?

When Zhong Yi asked clearly, Wang Xiaoming had never learned any spells at all - he laughed angrily.

That old bastard Zhong Tieniu!

He actually used a squib to trap him for so many years!

It's not that Wang Xiaoming knows nothing, he will make trouble.

Even Lu Xiaolu, the troublesome body, is the same.

Why doesn't he go?

Why did he know that Wang Xiaoming was a squib, but he didn't snatch Mr. Bai, and continued to look for Zhong Tieniu by himself?

Zhong Yi often asks himself this way.

Finally, in the Demon Locking Tower, when Wang Xiaoming was hanging half-dead on his arm, he couldn't help but ask himself once.

He clearly knew that this Wang Xiaoming was not the Wang Xiaoming in the shadow of his childhood.

In that case, why didn't he get rid of him?

Zhong Yi hated regret the most in his life, followed by crying, fear, and sadness...

He believes that these are all manifestations of human incompetence.

But when Wang Xiaoming, who had soft hair and a study-loving face, gradually lost his voice, Zhong Yi regretted it.

"Wang Xiaoming." Zhong Yi couldn't help lowering his voice.

Wang Xiaoming, who was joking just now, is no longer able to answer him.

"Wang Xiaoming?" Zhong Yi hugged Wang Xiaoming, but his knees were a little weak.

"I'm going to beat you up." Zhong Yi lowered his head and leaned on Wang Xiaoming's chest to listen to his heartbeat: "Really."

The heartbeat that I finally heard is getting weaker and weaker.

Zhong Yi tightened his hands: "Wang Xiaoming, who do you think is in love with you?"

what is love?

If, as Wang Xiaoming said, Zhong Yi fell in love with him, then...

Why didn't he feel happy at all?

Instead, he regretted it.

Not only regret, but his knees were also weak, probably because of fear.

Zhong Yi hates such a useless performance.

Zhong Yi raised his head, stared at Wang Xiaoming's face, suddenly leaned forward, and bit Wang Xiaoming's lower lip hard.

If it was normal, Wang Xiaoming would definitely jump up and scold him for having dog teeth.

If it is normal...

Zhong Yi felt sore and stood up.

Following his movements, his tears finally rolled onto Wang Xiaoming's face.

His eyes were so hot that he could barely see the way, but he knew where to take Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming made him do all the annoying things.

Zhong Yi didn't know if the sum of these annoying things would be love, but he knew one thing, except for Wang Xiaoming, probably no one could make him do all these annoying things.

Wang Xiaoming is indeed a genius.