A big shot from the cultivation world fails his tribulation crossing and transmigrates into the body of the three-and-a-half-year-old baby Zhao Letong from the General of Chariots and Cavalry's...
The saint can speak some simple sentences, but she stumbles over anything too complicated and can't speak clearly, like a child who has just learned to speak.
Her memory was also eroded by the toxin and became blurred, and she only remembered her closest children and grandchildren.
Zhao Biao always stepped back a little, because as a mother, her child still occupied the most important position in her heart.
That night, Zhao Letong just accompanied her silently and did not ask the people behind the scenes, because he could not do what those people did.
Just kill them all, no matter the remnants of the southern border or the rebellious princes, as long as they dare to deal with his family, Zhao Letong doesn't mind killing them.
The Saint noticed her murderous intent and hugged her, saying, "Aniang is here to kill, don't worry about it."
Her daughter is still so young and shouldn't be stained with blood.
Zhao Letong sighed, "Your ability is not enough, so let me do it. I will help my mother get revenge, and I will make those people pay you back a thousand times for the suffering you have endured."
The saint shook her head without any resentment. She just hugged her silently, patted her back to coax her, and hummed a lullaby. Zhao Letong fell asleep unknowingly.
Zhao Biao hid outside the door and watched them secretly, tears streaming down his face. It was all his fault for not taking good care of his wife.
Zhao Letong fell asleep, and the Saint returned the child to him, "You useless thing, why are you crying?"
Zhao Biao: “…”
After being scolded by his wife, he said aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, madam, I'm useless. It's okay if you hit me or scold me, don't be angry."
Even though the saint rolled her eyes a lot, you could still tell she was rolling her eyes, so there was no point in getting angry with her.
Turning to walk out, Zhao Biao quickly pulled her: "You, where are you going?"
"Revenge. If anyone dares to touch my daughter, I will kill them all."
The Saint Lady was filled with murderous aura, and Zhao Biao was so overwhelmed that he almost stumbled. He quickly advised, "Calm down and stay with the child. I'll handle this matter. I'll ask the Emperor to issue an order to thoroughly investigate the remaining criminals in Southern Xinjiang and ensure that none of them are left alive."
"You can't. You can't beat the Imperial Master. I can."
After he finished speaking, he jumped up, raised his arms horizontally, and flew up, shocking Zhao Biao and staring at him, "What kind of posture is this?"
Zhao Letong has woken up. In fact, the saint had put a sleeping insect in her body, but she just pretended to be asleep so that she could feel at ease. In fact, she was awake all the time.
"Dad, go back. I'll go help Mom. Together, we'll be invincible."
"No, what about me? I can help too."
Didn't my mother call you useless? Don't be so unconvinced. In a battle of this level, you're really just a burden. Just go back and protect yourself and your family. That's your help.
Zhao Letong chased out and found that the saint did not go far, but squatted on the wall, looking at something interesting.
Zhao Letong followed to watch and saw that it was an old man with two followers who were trying to pry open the side door of his house.
This old man doesn't look like a thief who breaks into houses and picks locks. He is so clumsy. It's hard for him to stay up late at night and steal at his age.
This old man turned out to be Niu Yushi, "Are you done yet? You can't even open a lock, what a loser."
The attendant complained: "Master, we are not good at this. This lock is not easy to open. Why do I feel cold?"
Niu Yushi said, "It's cold at night. Let's hurry up. I want to see what secret Zhao Biao's wife is hiding. She hides it so tightly. The more she hides from the public, the more I want to see it."
Zhao Letong was speechless. This old man was quite curious. Hasn’t he heard that curiosity kills the cat?
With a quick thought, she came up with an idea: "Mother, they want to see you. Let's give them a surprise so they don't have to pry the door open."
The saint rolled her eyes, nodded, and then fell headfirst. Her face suddenly appeared in front of Censor Niu.
Censor Niu was still staring at his attendants picking the lock, and he felt something was wrong. His neck felt itchy, as if something had fallen.
When he turned his head, he met a pair of pale eyes, a face as white as rice paper, a mouth with two fangs sticking out, and bright red lips, as if they were about to bite his neck at any moment.
"Oh my dear mother, what is that? I don't talk about strange things. All demons and monsters, please retreat. I am not afraid of you."
The old man still had some courage as he took out the amulet to block in front of him.
The saint grinned, stretched out her sharp claws, grabbed his neck and pulled him over, snatched the amulet away and crushed it into ashes. The sneer on her lips made Niu Yushi's eyes go black and he fainted.
His two followers had already run away. How could they care about him at such a critical moment of life and death?
Zhao Letong jumped down and kicked the old man. "No, old man, you didn't want to see my mother, didn't you? Why did you faint after I let you see her?"
Zhao Letong took out a silver needle and pierced his nose. Censor Niu woke up and saw Zhao Letong's pretty and cute little face. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I must have been dreaming. I was scared to death."
Zhao Letong asked sweetly, "Grandpa, what are you doing outside my house?"
"You, you are Miss Zhao, aren't you missing?"
Zhao Letong: "Yes, I am back. I died, and it is my soul that has returned."
Censor Niu: “…”
He is timid, don't scare him like that.
The little girl who originally thought Bingxue was cute now looked so pale and creepy. Zhao Letong grinned, but two lines of blood and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. Censor Niu: "..."
"I died such a tragic death, Grandpa, can you help me avenge my death?"
Niu Yushi said stiffly: "Yes, I will definitely help you."
Zhao Letong was speechless. How could he just agree to a ghost's words?
You can fool people, but you can't fool ghosts.
"That's great, Grandpa, I'll follow you from now on. When you help me get revenge, I'll be reincarnated. You can't break your promise to the ghost, or I'll eat you."
Censor Niu: “…”
Is it okay for him to take it back now?
Zhao Letong laughed so hard that his laughter could be heard echoing. Censor Niu fainted again and had no intention of waking up.
Zhao Letong kicked him and said, "You are so cowardly and yet you imitate others to do bad things. This old man is really bad."
The saint also kicked, but she was so strong that she broke the man's leg with a snap.
The saint's eyes flickered. Isn't this what she meant?
[Mother doesn't blame you. It's all because his bones are too fragile and he's old and useless.]
The Saint nodded and spat, "Blame him."
Niu Yushi, who had just woken up from the pain, said: "..."
He shouldn't have come tonight. What's going on?
Fortunately, the two of them left hand in hand. Censor Niu quickly got up, dragged his broken leg to the front door, and knocked directly. The servants of the general's mansion were surprised to see Censor Niu in such a miserable state: "Who is this? Why did he come to our house for help in the middle of the night?"
"I want to see your general."
Censor Niu fainted after he finished speaking. Now he could only ask Zhao Biao for forgiveness. He was afraid that the girl would haunt him for the rest of his life.