Author: I am not Zhao Gao

Familiar feelings came flooding in.

Just when he thought he was about to break through.

The spiritual energy in the body flows to various meridians again, leaving the body as if escaping.

A thousand miles away!

"Failed again."

Two years later.

Ren once again experienced what despair was.

"Could it be that I'm not born good?"

At this moment, Ren Pingsheng had doubts about his body.

Ninth Grade... To others, they can break through as long as they have enough resources, but to him it is like an insurmountable gap.

Maybe he was born unfit for cultivation.

Other than that, there is no way to explain why his cultivation talent is so poor.

"Do your best to obey fate, and let nature take its course as you go."

Ren Pingsheng sighed inwardly, stood up slowly, bent down to pick up the long sword on the ground, walked into the courtyard, and practiced martial arts as usual.

It's approaching dusk.

In the courtyard.

Ren Pingsheng waved the long sword in his hand, moving around, the sword was shining, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as sudden as lightning.

It is April, and the begonia flowers are in bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing.

A sword danced in the breeze, causing the branches to sway gently.

The petals flew in the air, drifting like snowflakes, and landed on Ren Pingsheng's body.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ren Pingsheng put down the long sword in his hand, sat on the ground, looked at the pink petals everywhere, and a poem suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle."

Not afraid of setbacks and unwilling to sink.

This is the high school Chinese teacher's evaluation of the poet.

I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I feel a little more emotional after reading it.

Just eight words.

It is not easy to do well.

Do not know why.

this moment.

Ren Pingsheng thought of his unmarried wife - Princess Liu Ruyan of Chang'an.

The higher you climb, the more scenery you see, and the more painful it is when you fall.

Compared with her, I was quite lucky, at least I didn't experience the despair of plummeting.

However, in the final analysis, the two of them reached the same destination by different paths. They were both hindered in their martial arts and had the same difficulty in climbing to the top.

"We have sympathy for each other."

Ren Pingsheng laughed to himself and got up from the ground.

No sword practice tonight.

He wants to drink

In a blink of an eye, night falls, and the moon and stars become scarce.

Ren Pingsheng sat in the courtyard, toasting and drinking alone.

It’s rare to let yourself go.

Thinking about nothing, doing nothing, just drinking.

Dazhou is rich in rice wine, and its alcohol content is relatively low. It is difficult for anyone to drink enough to get drunk.

Finished the second glass of wine in one gulp.

Ren Pingsheng picked up the wine bottle and planned to pour another glass. Before the wine glass could be set down, he suddenly heard some commotion in the side room.

Turning around, I could see through the moonlight that there was a thin figure in the room, bent over, doing something unknown.

"Ghost?"

Ren Pingsheng was horrified. He grabbed the long sword placed aside and retreated slowly.

"Haw!"

At this moment, accompanied by a strange sound, the figure in the room suddenly disappeared.

This voice is a bit familiar.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled, and after recalling it for a moment, he suddenly said: "Is it that little black one?"

There are demons in this world.

Animals are refined into spirits and transformed into human form. It is not common, but it is not rare either.

certainly.

The possibility of a mouse becoming a spirit by relying on only one waste elixir is extremely low!

…But it’s not nothing.

"If it is as I guess, doesn't it mean that my talent is not as good as a little black mouse?"

Ren once again felt the damage from a critical hit.

After pondering for a moment, he looked towards the side room and said slowly: "Come out, I won't kill you."

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There was no movement at all.

Can't understand people?

Still don’t want to come out?

Just when Ren Pingsheng was thinking about whether to call the guards.

The strange sound sounded again.

"Haw!"

A black mouse tiptoed to the door, its mung bean-sized eyes showing deep fear, not daring to look directly at the human in front of it.

"you"

Ren Pingsheng wanted to ask it if it understood human language.

Before he could speak, Shushu plopped down and knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and made a "chirp" sound from his mouth, as if begging the human in front of him to spare his life.

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At this moment, Ren Pingsheng suddenly understood what it meant to be as timid as a mouse.

"That's all. If you didn't have that waste pill, you wouldn't have to worry about the transformation."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Shushu who kept kowtowing in the hope of escaping the disaster. He sighed in his heart, picked up a piece of pastry on the table and threw it away: "Leave Ren's house after eating, and let the past be bygones."

The pastry fell in front of Shushu. Its mung bean-sized eyes showed desire, but it was afraid of Ren Pingsheng and did not dare to step forward.

After a while, Ren Pingsheng turned around and ignored it.

It just showed a look of joy, holding the cake in its two little paws, and started gobbling it up.

After a while, all the cakes fell into his stomach.

Miraculously, after eating pastries that were larger than its body, its lower abdomen did not change at all.

"Haw!"

Shushu stood there, looking at the cakes on the table in the distance, pursed his lips, and subconsciously stretched out his little paws.

But when it saw the huge creature sitting next to it, its mind, which was dizzy from hunger, quickly sobered up.

The four little paws gently scratched the ground and ran away in a flash.

Shushu knows exactly what he wants.

alive,

Then go to the human house to get some food.
To be continued...