Under the peach tree.

Xiao Xuan swayed.

The rain soaked the bright red dress.

This damn familiar feeling.

That was awesome!

"Hmm... at least the swelling on both sides of my face is finally symmetrical."

Xiao Xuan looked at his face, swollen to the same height, through the puddles under the tree, then tilted his head back and shouted:

"Thank you, senior sister!"

"Oh ho! Siwu has agreed to compensate the goose with 100,000 dragon meat buns!"

Yi Cheng's little eyes widened with delight. She silently put down her master's size 43 prop iron shoe and happily ran towards her friends, waving her little hands and shouting excitedly as she ran:

"Oh! The Four No's have agreed to compensate the geese with 100,000 dragon meat buns!"

One hundred thousand!!!

How come there are another 100,000??

Didn't you just say 30,000?

Xiao Xuanfeng was bewildered for a long time.

He knew that his junior sister would never forget this, not even in death.

So he only had one option: to honestly offer up 100,000 dragon meat buns.

But he still hasn't returned the buns from the other nine thousand nine hundred mountains.

Sigh, his debts are only getting bigger and bigger.

Steamed buns aren't expensive, but there's so much of them!

He never imagined that something so cheap would one day cause him trouble.

Steamed buns are easy to find, but where can he find dragon meat?

Sigh, I wonder if there are any dragon friends from afar among those who descended from the upper realm this time.

......

"Yawn~, yawn~, yawn~"

On this day, among the second batch of people descending to the mortal realm from the upper realm, several young prodigies from a branch of the dragon race sneezed involuntarily.

One of the red dragons instantly became alert and shouted to its companion, "This trip is not going to be good."

Then he immediately crushed the life-saving rune that his elders had planted in his sea of ​​consciousness and returned to the upper realm, leaving his two friends completely bewildered.

It's just a sneeze, is it really that big of a deal?

I'd heard he was notoriously afraid of death in the Upper Realm, but I never imagined he was this afraid.

However, this guy dared to do such a thing... deserting in the face of battle, he would be punished even if he returned to his clan.

"Should we go back before the descent to earth completely closes?"

One of my friends asked a question.

"You're insane!"

The friend next to him rolled his eyes. "He has a powerful father protecting him. When he goes back to the clan, they won't really punish him severely. At most, they'll give him a symbolic punishment. If you run back in fear because you sneezed, you'll probably have your dragon bones removed and be thrown into the Demon Cave."

Then that lazy, cowardly, and timid bastard will bring you food, sit on the roof of the den of demons, and laugh at you, saying, "You don't have a powerful father to protect you, so why did you stupidly come back?"

"Uh... like that guy's style, let's just continue with the clan's tasks. Sigh..."

......

The sunset after the rain is extremely beautiful.

The hilltop was filled with small stools.

Several children sat at the front, their arms resting on the long bench, their heads resting on their small, outstretched hands, swaying rhythmically from side to side.

Behind him was a wooden table, with only a wisp of tea steam rising from it.

Qin Shou would sometimes sip his tea, and sometimes smile as he watched the few neatly bobbing little heads, marveling at the peaceful times.

The only slightly unpleasant thing was that the little ones would always chant a slogan while nodding their heads, "One ounce two, one ounce two..."

Then Yi Cheng and Xiao Pang accused Da Mei of not following the slogan.

Da Mei also felt wronged.

But Da Mei was already a big girl and wouldn't argue with them. She kept gently correcting the frequency of her head movements.

As the master once said, "When a scholar encounters a soldier, reason is useless."

He was a scholar, while Yi Cheng and the others were soldiers.

But Da Mei sometimes feels that it's better to discipline her younger sister sooner rather than later.

But then I thought about it again and realized I couldn't bear to part with it.

After all, my sister is so foolish, she's already pitiful enough.

"Waaah—, waaah—"

Xiao Xuan swayed under the tree, emitting strange, high-pitched sounds; it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying.

That's not so great.

A tone without a defined character always sounds jarring.

Qin Shou frowned slightly. "Monk, how many dragon meat buns did you eat at my house for lunch today?"

The monk beside him wisely stood up from the rocking horse he was sitting on and walked to the peach tree.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk believes that Benefactor Xiao has an affinity with Buddhism and wishes to offer you some guidance."

Xiao Xuan blinked, looking at the bald head that had suddenly appeared.

"Bald head, bald head, no worries about the rain."

Snap!

The monk slapped Xiao Xuan, whose face turned to the left, and he immediately cursed angrily.

"Monk, are you crazy! My face is asymmetrical again."

"It's dark!"

At that moment, Qin Shou slid over and kicked the monk away.

"Don't be afraid, my disciple. With your master here, no one can bully you."

Xiao Xuan: ...Wait, what's going on here? Let me think about it so I can cooperate with you.

"Disciple, be quiet for a moment, or that rude monk will slap you again."

Qin Shou patted Xiao Xuan's head and went back to drinking his tea.

"??????"

Xiao Xuan blinked.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Xiao, what Mr. Qin said is true. This humble monk has been impolite, so please be quiet down below, otherwise my large hand with the palm-leaf fan will become uncontrollable again."

The monk's raised hand trembled more and more violently.

Then, riding his little wooden horse, he made his way to the cliff edge to admire the sunset.

“..........”

Xiao Xuan stared at the two rows of uneven figures, still not understanding what had happened.

How did I end up getting kicked for no reason?

Is it just because the sound is a bit loud?

Xiao Xuan was somewhat saddened.

Xiao Xuan was somewhat apprehensive.

Xiao Xuan accepted it calmly.

I blame myself; I haven't been to the mountains for a long time and haven't adapted to the new atmosphere there.

"Little Fatty, isn't the sunset beautiful tonight?"

"nice. "

"Is the sunset prettier, or is Senior Sister Goose prettier?"

"Your senior sister."

"Black Rabbit, isn't the sunset beautiful tonight?"

"Your senior sister is pretty."

"Dabao, where's Dabao?"

"Da Bao is watching the sunset from the bamboo stalk."

"Little Fatty, Black Rabbit, shall we have a bamboo-climbing contest?"

"Okay, okay."

As dusk fell, crimson clouds filled the sky, like a magnificent scroll flowing across the vast expanse of heaven. And below that beautiful and enchanting scene, on a small hilltop, in a bamboo grove, several chubby little boys of varying sizes and skin tones were babbling and scrambling up the bamboo stalks, reaching up with their hands, feet, and bottoms.

Sprint up and slide down, sprint up and slide down...

They enjoy it immensely.

Those little ones sticking their butts out looked both funny and cute.

It also exudes a strange sense of joy and beauty amidst the storm.

"Da Mei, you're climbing bamboo too?"

"Hehehe, sister, come quickly! The sunset is even more beautiful when viewed from the bamboo!"

"I'm a lady, I won't go."

......