The only benefit after being reborn is probably that his limbs are flexible and he can jump around. This realization made Fan Xian feel very relieved. People who have not had his disease probably find it difficult to feel this kind of happiness—he comforted himself. Maybe it's a gift from God to me.
It took him four full years to think clearly about this problem. Since he had the chance to live again, why didn't he live a good life? Since God gave me a new life, if I don't live well, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to God? For example, since I can move now, why don't I move more
Therefore, all the servants in the Earl's Mansion knew that this concubine young master was a character who couldn't be idle.
"Master, please, come down quickly."
At this time, Fan Xian was sitting on the top of the rockery in the yard, looking at the horizon in the distance, smiling.
But in the eyes of the maid, a four-year-old child actually climbed to such a high place, and still had such a mature smile that exploded, it was obvious that the little guy was suffering from insanity.
Gradually, more and more people gathered under the rockery, and seven or eight servants were anxious around the rockery.
Although Earl Sinan is appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor, after all, the title is not high, the official is not high, and the apparent income is not too much. Even if the income is large, it is impossible to use it all on his mother and illegitimate children, so the Earl There are not many servants in Beppu.
Fan Xian looked at the anxious faces of those people under the rockery, couldn't help sighing, and climbed down obediently: "It's just exercise, why worry?"
The servants have long been used to this young master's quirk of speaking like an adult, so they took him into his arms and went to take a bath.
When Fan Xian came out after washing his lipstick, teeth, body, fragrance and tender skin, the maid picked him up again, touched his face with a smile, and teased: "Young master is born like a lady from another family. The young lady is enjoying herself."
Fan Xian foolishly didn't answer the question. He wouldn't use the mouth of a four-year-old to moles a teenage maid sister. He doesn't bother to do such a shameless thing—wait until he is six years old to start this great job. And a challenging job.
"It's time to take a nap, little ancestor."
The maid patted the little guy's ass, they have always been very strange, although the young master in Earl Beppu is young, his temperament has begun to show the beginning of naughtiness, but in some respects he has always maintained a kind of adult self-discipline and hard work.
Like taking a nap.
Anyone who had a normal childhood will always remember the great deeds of how they fought desperately against the big demons who forced themselves to sleep in the bright noon sun.
Some of those demons are called Dad, some are called Mom, and some are called Teacher.
But Master Fan Xian is a person who never needs anyone to force him to take a nap. Every twelve o'clock at noon, he will put on the cutest innocent smiling face, obediently return to his bedroom and start sleeping, and even No sound will come out.
The old lady didn't believe it at first, and told the maids to stare at the little guy, thinking that he was messing around on the bed in the name of sleeping, but after staring at it for more than half a year, she found that every time the child was really asleep, even crying It was difficult to wake him up.
Since then, the maids have stopped paying attention to this matter. When he sleeps, he usually stays outside.
It was summer at this time, and the maids were naturally very tired, leaning their bodies crookedly, and the small fan in their hands was shaking lightly from time to time, and occasionally a firefly would dance lightly in the fan wind.
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Back in the bedroom, Fan Xian climbed onto the bed, lifted the mat on top, and carefully took out a book from the hidden compartment underneath.
The cover of that book is yellowish, and it looks old, but there is no word on it, but there are some patterns embroidered on the corners that do not know what they mean, and the end of each stroke is curled up, like flowing water. It is like a cloud, and it looks like a corner of a wide sleeve with an ancient charm.
He gently opened the book, and turned to the seventh page. There was a painting of a naked man with some red lines on his body that seemed to be faintly hidden. People have a visual illusion, as if these lines are slowly flowing in a certain direction.
Fan Shen sighed. He was only four years old in appearance, so he never dared to show his true nature too much. Fortunately, there is still such a book that can pass his extremely boring time.
This book was left to him by the blind boy named Wu Zhu when he was very young.
Fan Shen always remembered that blind boy, the servant of his mother in this world.
When he was trapped in the body of a little baby, he had stayed in the arms of that boy. From Kyoto all the way to this port by the sea, maybe the other party thinks that he is too young to remember anything. But Fan Shen's soul is not an ignorant baby, walking all the way, he can already see that the blind boy's concern for his baby is from the heart, and there is no way to fake it.
But I don't know why, after the blind boy sent himself to Earl Sinan's mansion, he left the mansion, no matter how the old lady persuaded him to stay, he didn't stay.
Before he left, he placed the book next to the baby's body.
Fan Shen has always been a little puzzled about this matter, isn't this servant afraid of practicing blindly? After thinking about it, I knew the reason. I was a child, and it was impossible for me to understand the words in the book. Naturally, I was not afraid of making problems in practice.
But Fan Shen happened to know the characters in this world, and after experiencing this great change of rebirth, he even believed in ghosts and gods, and he was even more convinced that the book in front of him, which looked like a prop in a Hong Kong wireless TV series, was a certain book. An infuriating way to practice the mind.
It's just a pity that I don't have a name, otherwise I can go to the children on the street to inquire about whether this method of zhenqi training is powerful or not.
Thinking of this, Fan Shen smirked again, since this thief let him live again, he should cherish it even more, this inner strength is a good thing that is not available in his world, even if the nameless mentality in front of him is nothing to worry about, but I can't help but start practicing from the age of one.
You must know that this is not a few levels lower than starting to practice in the womb.
One must know that all the people in the world, including those great masters who are regarded as gods by the common people, no matter how talented they are, it is impossible for them to practice inner family zhenqi from the moment they were born like Fan Shen.
What is it called? This is called the early bird gets the worm, and this is called the stupid bird flies first.
What's more, I'm not stupid than those teenagers who have just glimpsed martial arts, right
As Fan Shen thought about it, the zhenqi, which already had an obvious sense of qi, began to slowly follow the lines drawn in the books and flow over his body. It felt very comfortable, as if some kind of warm water was washing him. every inch of the body.
Gradually, he fell into a meditative state and fell asleep comfortably in bed.