As a former courtesan with a lot of idol baggage, He Zhizhou was very angry.

He didn't even debut as the center of a boy band. He should have formed AKB84, which is riding the wind and waves. He should have been able to perform in a bar. But at this moment, he was called "singing funeral songs" by a group of naughty kids, and his Queen Elsa imitation show was a complete failure, becoming a "paper money".

He Zhizhou felt that his professional ability was insulted, which was more difficult to accept than others mocking him for his improvisation of swordsmanship.

Of course, this sentence can only be said quietly behind his back. If people in the master's school knew about it, he would probably have to receive another lecture.

The little brats were crying, and the brothers and sisters in the alley knew 365 ways to kill them, but they were particularly helpless about how to stop them from crying.

During the stalemate, Pei Ji actually took a few steps forward.

Although he was very handsome, he always had a gloomy face on weekdays. At this moment, he frowned slightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line like a knife, and coupled with the long sword at his waist, the hidden message was obvious.

- The weather is cold, and it's time for these noisy kids to die.

Chen Yueming was closest to him, and he was so scared that his legs went weak and he dared not move. She thought that a shining long sword would suddenly pierce her head, but unexpectedly, the other party did not move. Instead, he lowered his voice and said softly, "Don't cry."

It was a clear and pleasant boy's voice.

Her tears were still flowing. Between her tearful eyes, she actually saw the ferocious black-clothed brother in front of her bending down and handing her a small thing.

Through the misty light of tears, Chen Yueming could barely see the shape of the thing.

It turned out to be a small butterfly made of grass. With the slight movement of Pei Ji's fingertips, the wings could still flap up and down slowly.

Pei Ji still had an expressionless look, and it seemed that he was not good at comforting people. His tone was as dry as a stone: "For you."

Chen Yueming gritted her teeth and did not move.

She, she, she would not be bought by such a cheap little thing! She is the second daughter of the Ling family in Echeng County, is she someone who would be so easily subdued?

- Although the little green butterfly is indeed very cute.

Pei Ji saw her pouting, and did not speak, but took out another small object of the same emerald green from the storage bag and handed it to Chen Yueming.

It was a round straw frog, and when he pressed it lightly, it jumped into the air, and then fell down suddenly, and was held in the hand of the young man's slender five fingers. Even if Chen Yueming wanted to save face, the children around her could not sit still, and swarmed forward to watch the excitement.

The joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of the naughty children came and went quickly, and Pei Ji immediately attracted all their attention, letting their snot and tears hang on their faces like a pot of vegetables.

"The two brothers and sisters just performed magic tricks to amuse you."

He patiently put the butterfly and frog in the hands of the two children respectively: "This is a gift to apologize to you, sorry."

In fact, Pei Ji's expression has never been very gentle, but compared with Zheng Weiqi who seemed to be a wild boar, Ningning who ate children raw every minute, and He Zhizhou, the greasy creature in the world, he was barely a normal humanoid creature.

How do you say that? Thanks to the good comparison of colleagues.

The naughty children were scared to pieces and urgently needed psychological sustenance. The colder and more stiff Pei Ji was, the more they felt that this big brother was so reliable, so calm, so pure and unpretentious. He

is simply pure and untainted, not to mention that he also brought a novel and cute little gift.

The group of children finally stopped crying, but the expressions of the older brothers and sisters at the entrance of the alley were uglier than crying.

He Zhizhou's face was full of disbelief, and his hand pointing at himself was shaking slightly: "How can my handsome face be scarier than Pei Ji? Why? Is it that my "One Cut Plum" is not standing high enough?"

Zheng Weiqi's eyes were full of frustration and her expression was dazed: "I actually lost? I lost to Pei Ji in amusing children? My swordsmanship is not as good as that frog? Am I really a monkey?"

The two fell into deep self-doubt, only Ningning felt curious, and walked up to Pei Ji: "Did you buy this on the street, or did you make it yourself?"

Her voice was clear and soft, like a ball of cotton rubbing against the eardrum. Pei Ji pursed his thin lips even tighter, as if he was a little irritated and unwilling to answer this question.

"Oh——"

Ning Ning dragged out the afterglow and lowered her voice. She couldn't help but smile: "Then you made it yourself."

Wow, she didn't know how many surprises the male protagonist had.

Not only is she an extremely innocent elementary school eggshell, but she is also proficient in fighting, cooking, and handicrafts. Look at the little butterfly flapping its wings up and down -

maybe Pei Ji also has a girlish heart!

Pei Ji turned his head to the other side, his Adam's apple rolling up and down: "I learned this when I was free when I was young."

"Stupid Pei Xiaoji!"

Chengying began to chatter about love again: "How can you admit that you made it up! Have you ever seen a swordsman weaving a straw butterfly for fun?"

Pei Ji was a little impatient, and he still had the arrogance of a young man in his bones: "The predecessors didn't do it, why can't I be the first?"

Chengying was choked by him, and he quickened his speech and said: "You don't understand this. To please a little girl, you have to learn to make up a story - for example, one day you are walking on the street and see a girl selling straw toys being bullied by a robber. You walk up quickly and take the robber's head with a sword. In order to thank you, the girl gives you those two little toys as a gift."

He was impressed by his own brain circuit and exclaimed: "The hero saves the beauty, punishes evil and promotes good, how commemorative it is!"

"Since it is so commemorative, why do you pass on other people's gifts?"

Pei Ji sneered secretly, and finally thought of something, with a hint of anger between his brows: "Besides, I don't want to please anyone."

Cheng Ying chuckled: "When I ate the candy bought by Ningning in Jialan City, after returning to the sect, I don't know which sword cultivator with water in his brain got up secretly in the middle of the night, facing the moon and made some small things with his own hands, and his hands were stabbed a few times. Alas, I remember that the injuries he suffered in Jialan City were not yet Well, that's a disabled person with a strong will."

It sighed and said, "It's a pity that I didn't send it out the next day - it's just because I saw Senior Brother He gave her a long-lost sword manual, is it that serious?"

Pei Ji suppressed his anger and gently rubbed his eyebrows: "It's just that I think those toys are not worth mentioning. Senior Sister won't like them if I give them to her. It has nothing to do with Senior Brother He."

The uncle voice of the middle-aged man in his mind suddenly laughed: "Then you still say you don't want to please her! You're showing your true colors, Pei Xiaoji!"

Pei Ji was too lazy to explain to it the difference between "flattering" and "thanking".

He was never willing to owe others. When Ning Ning took great pains to send him candy, he also wanted to give her a gift as a thank you.

Since Pei Ji could remember, it seemed that he had never sent gifts to others on purpose. After thinking about it, he always felt that rouge and powder were too vulgar, and he didn't have the sword manuals handed down from generation to generation and the magic weapons, so he simply made some small things by hand and gave them to her.

That night, Cheng Ying tried to persuade him all night, saying that the saying "a small gift is more valuable than a big one" is no longer applicable, and that if he continued like this, he would be single for the rest of his life.

Pei Ji sneered at these words, and had a debate with it for a whole night, but neither of them was convinced.

As a result, the next day, he happened to see He Zhizhou giving Ning Ning a rare swordsmanship book. In the words of Senior Brother He, "In order to buy it, I was almost forced to sell myself and my innocence was at stake."

Pei Ji looked at the two figures talking and laughing not far away.

He lowered his head and looked at his butterfly, frog and duckling. He said nothing, dragged his wounded body, and returned to the room without saying a word.

Chengying didn't say a word for a long time that day. Finally, he said hesitantly: "Actually, I think your butterfly, frog and duckling are also very cute. I like them very much."

So the matter was never resolved.

Pei Ji never said it, so Ning Ning would never know that he had endured the injuries he suffered in the battle of Galan City and prepared a small gift for her with a serious look on his face on a quiet moonlit night.

His mind was incredibly simple, even a little silly, but he was still stubborn and obstinate, like a stone pillar -

Pei Ji didn't even want to look at those little things, and never took them out of the storage bag. After returning to his room, he was even more gloomy and read the sword manual for a whole day and night.

Although he didn't read a single word.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ning Ning saw that her junior brother was absent-minded for some reason, so she stood on tiptoe and snapped at him. Her round almond eyes were filled with smile and immediately caught Pei Ji's eyes: "Frogs and butterflies are very cute! Why haven't I heard that you can do this before? Why, are you afraid that I will snatch them all away after I know?"

She paused, then said: "Can you make a rabbit?"

Pei Ji's body froze, and he responded lowly from his throat: "Yeah."

The little girl's eyes widened and she exclaimed "Wow", and he had a cold face and took out a round, fat rabbit from the storage bag like a magic trick.

Ning Ning took it as if she had found a treasure, she thanked him and pinched the rabbit ears while looking up at him: "Junior brother, will you teach this skill to others? Someday you can teach me too?"

Cheng Ying cried like a hen: "She likes it! Pei Ji, did you see that, she likes it! Did Ning Ning laugh so happily when she received the sword manual from He Zhizhou? Pei Ji, you are the best!" Cheng Ying

regarded He Zhizhou as his number one enemy, but he was far more useless than ordinary people could imagine. At this moment, he kept smiling with a smug face: "Junior brother, do you have a bird? I want to play with a bird."

The narrator was indeed an artificial idiot, and he immediately made a series of creaking noises when he heard the words.

Narrator: [If the intruder is detected to have bad words and deeds, a severe warning will be issued after the beep. Please correct your attitude, the pagoda is not a lawless place.]

Zheng Weiqi looked at him in shock.

Then she watched He Zhizhou take the bird from Pei Ji and bend over to pass the toy to the children -

of course, it was not the bird that was passed over.

It was the little butterfly that he had snatched from the naughty kid not long ago.

The group of children stared with anger, but dared not say anything.

Chen Lubai had never seen such a shameless person who would compete with children for toys. She was silent for a long time and then reluctantly said, "You are indeed extraordinary people who practice Taoism."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind her. She turned around and saw that it was the servant of the Chen family.

The man was panting and must have been running around for a long time. He was relieved when he saw everyone. He panted and shouted, "Miss, no, it's bad! Something happened in the mansion!"