The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

"do not move."

Childish children's voices sounded on the treetops, with a strong sense of comfort.

"Yes... yes, just stay there."

The bird entangled in the branches and leaves seemed to understand human speech, and its struggling movements gradually slowed down.

Huang Liuliu's little head turned left and right, confusion mixed with helplessness.

Shen Siyang took this opportunity and slowly stretched out his hand.

The left hand holds the light-yellow bird entangled in branches and leaves, and the right hand picks off the entangled branches and leaves in an orderly manner.

He was relieved to pick it off smoothly.

Hold the bird and sit firmly on the thick branch.

Check it out to make sure it's not hurt.

He stretched out a finger and lightly poked the little bird's furry head: "Stupid bird, every day it stops on a tree, and it still gets entangled in the branches."

The little bird was not afraid of life, so it rubbed its head against Shen Siyang and lightly poked its finger.

Shen Siyang smiled for a moment, and held it up: "Let's go, learn to be smart next time, and don't get caught by the branches again."

The little bird didn't fly away immediately, but continued to rub its head against Shen Siyang's palm.

Shen Siyang's palms itch from being rubbed against its furry head.

Just as he let out a laugh, he suddenly heard a voice from under the tree: "Isn't this Shen Siyang who is always meddling in other people's business?"

Shen Siyang looked under the tree and met a strong little boy.

The moment they met their gazes, the little boy joked again: "Hey, I knew I was meddling again."

Shen Siyang withdrew his gaze and ignored him.

He raised his hand again, and smiled at the little bird in his palm: "Let's go, let's go."

Xiaoniao seemed to finally understand Shen Siyang's words.

It waved its wings and looked at Shen Siyang again, before turning around and flying away.

Mission accomplished.

Shen Siyang clapped his hands and was about to climb down the tree.

Looking under the tree, I saw the boy who spoke just now led a few of his friends, and surrounded the trunk with water.

The boy looked at Shen Siyang proudly: "Come down."

Shen Siyang simply stopped his movements, leaned against the branch, and said provocatively, "Come up."

Shen Siyang thought the tree was very tall with a thick trunk.

Several boys tried to climb, but couldn't.

Tried to shake it together again, but it didn't move at all.

Several people looked at Shen Siyang leisurely on the tree helplessly.

The leading boy glanced around, and finally landed on a skinny companion.

It is not accurate to say that it fell on the companions.

To be more precise, the foothold of his sight is the guardian spirit behind his companion.

A monkey half the size of a seven or eight-year-old child.

Everyone present except Shen Siyang followed their respective guardian spirits.

For example, the boy who provoked Shen Siyang at first—Xu Xiaoliang.

He was followed by a bear cub as strong as the others.

monkeys, bears, birds...

Every child will have a guardian spirit that is exclusive to them and can protect them before they reach adulthood.

The timing of the guardian spirit's appearance varies.

It will appear early when the child is two or three years old, and it is not uncommon for the child to appear as late as eight or nine years old.

The timing of the disappearance of the guardian spirit is also uncertain.

Adulthood does not refer to, but refers to a specific time.

When the child grows to the point where he no longer needs the protection of the guardian spirit, the guardian spirit will automatically disappear.

Among all the people present, only Shen Siyang's guardian spirit has not yet appeared.

Eight years old is not too young.

Xu Xiaoliang said to the skinny boy, "You let your guardian spirit go up and drag Shen Siyang down."

The boy whispered to his monkey twice, and the monkey obediently climbed up the tree.

Shen Siyang on the tree didn't panic at all.

He watched the monkey climb up the tree.

When the monkey jumped in front of him, he unhurriedly stretched out his hand in front of the monkey.

The little monkey scratched its head and stared at Shen Siyang's hand, and finally put his hand tentatively into Shen Siyang's palm.

Shen Siyang smiled and pulled its hand, and praised: "Good boy."

The little monkey instantly responded by shaking his hand.

Some people under the tree were dumbfounded, while others gritted their teeth.

Shen Siyang lazily looked under the tree.

The childish voice was childish, but he looked like an adult: "Don't waste your efforts, I have no hostility towards you, and your guardian spirit will not hurt me."

A few people didn't believe in evil, and let a cat and a bird go up.

All the animals quickly became one with Shen Siyang.

There was a lot of joy, as if they were all Shen Siyang's guardian spirits, not the guardian spirits of the people under the tree.

Xu Xiaoliang was so angry that he let his bear climb up.

Little Xiong couldn't climb up, and looked back at Xu Xiaoliang in a daze.

Xu Xiaoliang's face turned red instantly.

Unconvinced, he yelled at Shen Siyang: "What's the air? We all have guardian spirits, but you don't. You are a child who is not protected by heaven!"

Shen Siyang didn't care much: "Who said I didn't, he just came late."

He leaned on the branch and looked up at the sky leisurely: "You are uneducated. The old people say that the better you are, the later you will come."

Xu Xiaoliang sneered: "Don't lie to yourself. It's been said in the news that those who have guardian spirits at the age of nine or ten are useless toys. Some people's guardian spirits are just a piece of paper. What can paper be used for? As draft paper? Your guardian spirit, isn’t it just a pen? It’s not bad hahaha, at least you don’t need to buy a pen anymore.”

Shen Siyang didn't bother to talk to him.

He waved his hand to let the surrounding guardian spirits leave.

Then he looked down at the few people under the tree: "Will you go, or if you don't go, I will take revenge on you."

Xu Xiaoliang made a grimace at him: "Oh, I'm so scared, just your small arms and legs, you can't beat me with ten punches."

Shen Siyang glanced at the rising sun in the afternoon, feeling a little irritated by the heat.

He knew he couldn't beat Xu Xiaoliang.

Xu Xiaoliang couldn't beat it alone, and the seven people below were even more unable to beat it together.

Rean returned to the tree and was about to think of other ways to get out, when suddenly there was a strong wind.

Shen Siyang subconsciously hugged the tree trunk tightly.

The blinding light made everyone instinctively close their eyes.

When the light faded and they opened their eyes again, a figure in the sky attracted everyone's attention.

The perfect and holy face like a god, the white wings, the faint holy halo...

Everyone raised their heads together, staring blankly at the man in white in the air.

Until a trembling voice sounded: "God... an angel?"

The children under the tree exploded instantly.

"Is it really an angel? Why did the angel appear here?"

"He looks exactly like the angel in the painting!"

"The storybook says that angels can help people realize their wishes. Are they here to help us realize our wishes?"

Under the tree, a group of children were chattering and talking.

The man in the air didn't pay the slightest attention.

His eyes were locked on Shen Siyang who was on the tree from beginning to end.

Seeing Shen Siyang's round eyes opened in surprise, there was a softness in his eyes.

He flew straight to Shen Siyang.

He knelt down on one knee in the air, and a gentle and clear voice sounded: "Sorry, I'm late."

There was a sudden silence under the tree.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the incredible scene in the sky.

He was obviously a holy and pure god, but like a guard, he knelt devoutly in front of Shen Siyang on one knee, quietly waiting for Shen Siyang's response.

A bad thought popped into Xu Xiaoliang's mind.

His face was pale: "No way..."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Siyang on the tree asked, "Are you... my guardian spirit?"

The handsome angel nodded slightly, showing a captivating smile: "I am your guardian spirit."

Shen Siyang's wide-open eyes changed from surprise, to surprise, and finally turned into shining light like stars.

"Nice to meet you!" He took his hand off the tree trunk and stretched it out to the angel in front of him.

The angel carefully held the little hand stretched out in front of him.

As if he was afraid that it would break if he squeezed it, he held it very lightly.

"Nice to meet you, too." He responded to Shen Siyang with a gentle smile.

The hair of the child on the tree was messed up by the strong wind just now.

The soft black hair in the sun was messy, but her eyes were extremely bright, and her small face was slightly flushed with excitement.

The smile in the angel's eyes deepened.

She raised her hand to straighten his messy hair, and asked softly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Only then did Shen Siyang withdraw his gaze from the angel, and lowered his head to look at the stunned people under the tree.

He nodded: "Can you take me out of here?"

The angel nodded and asked softly, "How do you want to leave?"

Shen Siyang looked at the angel flapping its wings in front of him, and finally stretched out his hands towards him.

"hug?"

Shen Siyang nodded.

The angel carefully carried the child away from the tree.

Shen Siyang stretched out his hands and put them around the angel's neck.

The wings are close at hand.

The feathers are white and soft.

Shen Siyang wanted to reach out and touch it a few times, but felt that the timing was inappropriate, so he suppressed his thoughts: "Let's go."

Angel didn't leave right away.

He hugged Shen Siyang well, and then asked: "These people under the tree seem to be bullying you."

The voice was neither soft nor heavy, just enough for everyone under the tree to hear.

Everyone suddenly woke up, and their faces turned pale.

"We... We are not hostile to you, we are just playing with you!"

"That's right... so your guardian spirit can't hurt us either!"

"That's... that's right, and... and how can angels hurt people! It's said in the book that angels can only help humans!"

The man didn't pay attention to anyone's remarks, he just looked at Shen Siyang: "I can help you realize all your wishes. As long as you want, I can help you do it."

Shen Siyang stared at the person close at hand with bright eyes.

The people under Ren were terrified for a while, and then he smiled and said: "How do you say that... It is best for a gentleman to take revenge on himself."

The man chuckled and said, "Okay."

Only then did he hold Shen Siyang in his arms and ascended to a higher sky, spreading his wings and leaving.

The few people under the tree broke out in a cold sweat, and stared blankly at the two who left.

Xu Xiaoliang glanced at the bear beside him, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "How is it possible...Shen Siyang is a person who enjoys being like a fool every day, how could the guardian spirit be an angel!"

A child next to him timidly said: "I heard that people with greater potential will have stronger guardian spirits..."

Before he could finish his words, under Xu Xiaoliang's gloomy eyes, he shut his mouth in fright.

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The sense of weightlessness brought about by the gradual elevation made Shen Siyang subconsciously tighten his grip on the man's neck.

Almost at the same time, the man asked softly: "Afraid of heights?"

Shen Siyang shook his head: "Not afraid."

Said and looked down.

Pedestrians surged on the road, but none of them stopped to look up.

He guessed and asked, "Can others not see us?"

"Well, I can't see it."

Shen Siyang withdrew his gaze, and then stared at the vibrating wings with bright eyes for a while.

His face was flushed with joy, and after a while he asked again: "Do you know where my home is?"

The man responded with a gentle smile: "I know."

Only then did Shen Siyang stop, and quietly nestled in the man's arms.

Passing through row upon row of low houses, he came to the door of Shen Siyang's house smoothly.

On an early summer afternoon, the sun is scorching and the temperature is scorching.

There were no people on the path.

The man hugged Shen Siyang and slowly landed at the gate of Shen Siyang's house.

Touch the ground with your toes and fold your wings.

He carefully placed the child in his arms on the ground.

Shen Siyang looked at the man's smooth back in surprise: "Wings, can you put them away?"

The man responded with a smile: "Well, do you want to continue releasing it?"

Shen Siyang thought for a while, but didn't answer right away.

He led the man into the house.

I probed my head twice on the first floor, and said with some regret: "My parents haven't come home yet."

I only regretted it for two seconds, and looked at the man with renewed energy: "Wait for my parents to come back, and then release it for them to see, is that okay?"

The man readily agreed: "Yes."

Shen Siyang laughed all of a sudden, and happily led the man to the room on the second floor.

Halfway through the walk, a rare expression of nervousness appeared on his face.

It's not that Shen Siyang doesn't expect his guardian spirit.

He started fantasizing about the appearance of his guardian spirit from the age of three or four, and looked forward to the age of four, five, five or six... Seeing that his friends around him gradually had a guardian spirit, he still couldn't.

Not without frustration.

But after the frustration, there is a new round of greater expectations.

Shen Siyang thought happily, what the old man said really made sense.

It took him longer than most people to wait for the best guardian spirit.

At the same time, he thought with some distress that in the past when he conceived of guardian spirits, most of them were conceived of various animals.

So that the animals suddenly turned into angels, and all the plans he had imagined to know each other and play together failed.

He had to think of new ways of being friends with angels that could be applied.

While thinking, he passed the desk in the room.

Seeing the exercise book on the desk, he stopped and thought of the first step.

Turning to look at the man behind him, he raised a smile: "Do you have a name?"

The man returned with a gentle smile: "Yes."

Shen Siyang heard the words and climbed up on the chair.

He took an exercise book and pointed to the name on it: "My name is Shen Siyang, these three words, what's your name?"

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the neat handwriting on the exercise book.

Shen Siyang thought about it seriously, then took the black pen on the table, and handed it to the man: "You can write your name under mine, I already know a lot of characters."

The man took the pen, and praised with a warm smile: "It's amazing."

Shen Siyang's cheeks were slightly red.

He held his face in his hands pretending not to care, and watched Sang Huaiqi write carefully.

The beautiful handwriting falls under the neat handwriting stroke by stroke.

Shen Siyang stared at it for a while, then said slowly: "Sang, Huai, Qi."

Put the cap back on the nib, and put it back to the place where Shen Siyang took it away.

The gentle and clear voice sounded again.

"Well, my name is Sang Huaiqi, nice to meet you, eight-year-old Shen Siyang."