After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The children of the Zong Zheng family are very smart, their youth is about to bloom, and they are ready to work hard.

They live in the secluded valleys of empty mountains, where natural beauty is abundant, and their delicate hearts are soft and pure.

There is no strict hierarchy here, no treacherous undercurrents. The children gathered around Zong Zhengyan in the bamboo forest, laughing and playing. The golden sunlight fell on their young and beautiful eyebrows, which was innocent and incredible.

The dense green brings a hint of coolness in the midsummer, and the rustling of bamboo leaves brings out a faint fragrance.

The children gathered together and looked at their sister in the illusion with curiosity.

Today we are not discussing whose little yellow duck got into the dog's mouth, whose cat slapped its owner, or whose little sparrow ran away from home. Everyone blinked in unison and focused their attention on this sister.

Zong Zhengzhuo's illusion almost reproduced the foreseen fragments of the future one by one, which made the children excited and eager to try.

It's so exciting outside?

We want to go out and play too!

"Hey, look! Are these people the puppets mentioned in the book?"

"Oh my god, how can there be a horrible place full of bugs!!!"

"Ahhh, sister threw that bad old man into the poisonous insect pool. It's so refreshing!"

A group of children turned into screaming chickens, their faces flushed with excitement, and they stared at the scenes in the illusion with great interest.

Zong Zhengzhuo's glass-colored eyes rolled around, and he waved away the illusion with one hand. Everyone was stunned, and then screamed in pain: "We haven't seen enough!!!"

He was stingy and mean, and turned and ran away: "I won't show you, this is my sister!"

"! Anyone who sees it will get a share! This is our sister!!!"

The children swarmed over and ran away in a hurry on the fallen leaves with their short legs.

Soon there was no one around and the bamboo forest was empty. Zong Zhengyan rubbed his eye sockets helplessly.

Today's illusion class hadn't even started for half an hour and everyone had already run away.

He sighed with amusement, then lifted up his shirt and sat on the ground.

The bamboo forest is quiet and hustle and bustle. He took a wooden flute from his waist with his fingertips, put it to his lips and wanted to play a tune, but then moved it away in frustration.

If I play the music of the mountains, who will follow the flowing water?

Is there anyone in the world who can say that he knows me?

The slender bamboo leaves half-blocked the swaying and fragmented sunlight. As the young man raised his chin and looked up, his heart was like a piece of wood corroded by moisture in rainy weather.

Sad and cold.

The children of the Zong Zheng family were carefully nurtured since childhood, and their elders taught them what is the way of a gentleman and how to control the power of prophecy.

A gentleman studies in order to perfect himself and be useful to the country and the world.

But the Zong Zheng family is extremely special. One genius after another has been confined to this family, and died in mediocrity and regret.

Going out?

No.

They do not allow even the slightest possibility of disaster to occur.

Zong Zhengyan's eyelashes were half covered, his eyes were bright and melancholy, his fingertips stroked the flute again and again with an unknown feeling. He sat alone for a long time, until the group of children who had gone away came running over again.

"Brother Yan!!! Huh..."

The little girl's bright eyes were full of anxiety. She ran breathlessly and gestured around anxiously with her fingers.

"We found an intruder! It was an old man covered in blood, unconscious on the ridge of the field!"

"They are at your house now! Everyone in the clan is here! Go and take a look!"

intruder?

Zong Zhengyan was obviously startled. He patted the girl's head and soothed her softly, "Don't worry, I'll go check it out now."

The girl nodded trustingly: "Yes!"

Two figures, one big and one small, hurried towards their residence. As expected, his bamboo house was already crowded with people, who were whispering and talking, and glancing into the house from time to time.

Seeing Zong Zhengyan coming, everyone made way for him. He walked quickly into the house and saw his father treating an old man with a frown on his face.

The younger brother lay on the bed and looked curiously at the sleeping stranger. The dark red clothes with intricate and exquisite workmanship were not something that ordinary people could afford.

My mother came over with a basin of freshly drawn water, and said in a heavy and solemn voice, "This man is wearing the official uniform of Chi Zhao. I think he was being chased and mistakenly came here."

Although the Zong Zheng family did not accept outsiders, they could not just stand by and watch someone die. Their innate simplicity and kindness enabled them to save the old man who had fainted by the field.