How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hei Yang blinked and went around to the corner of the wall.

Fine, let him go on the roof, okay?

Item: Nailed roof tile

Quality: gray

Effects: An advanced acupressure mat designed for climbers, providing acupressure massage to the soles of the feet – a form of nail acupuncture!

Synopsis: Who's dancing on my roof?

Hei Yang: "..."

Did they know he was coming back and were they deliberately keeping an eye on him?

Although Dad said he would "kick him out of the house" when he came back, he didn't have to be that cruel!

"Sigh, never mind..."

He sighed, exerted force with both legs, and leaped into the courtyard.

"Should we thank them for not renovating the yard too?"

Black Sun's eyes were lifeless. Luckily, no peas fell on him, and no carts ran over him...

"only……"

Hei Yang looked at his parents' room, where a dim, yellowish light flickered, causing him to frown.

"Still with the lights on? It's 3 a.m. and you're still not asleep?"

"..."

"They must be waiting for me!"

Hongli moved quickly and quietly in the yard. When she saw the lights on in her parents' house, she paused for a moment, then her heart skipped a beat. She was about to burst out with a mixture of gratitude and grievance.

"Home is the best. Even if they don't know exactly when I'll be back, they'll leave a light on for me... I'm never going out again!"

Hongli was deeply moved and tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly walked to the door and knocked, "Dad! Mom! It's me, Xiaoli is back!"

"..."

"Oh oh oh!"

A loud crowing broke the silence of the night and suddenly rang in Hei Yang's ears.

"Stop yelling!"

Hei Yang looked at the rooster beside him, a tic-tac-toe mark appearing above his head, and said fiercely, "I told you to crow at dawn and guard against thieves, but I didn't tell you to guard against your own family!"

"Oh?"

The rooster paused for a moment, then crowed in confusion. Upon closer inspection, its eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh, little master... Oh, little master is back!"

"You're not young anymore, you're seventeen."

Hei Yang sighed, corrected the other person, and then showed a curious expression.

"So how come you've learned to talk too? Who taught you?"

"oh?!"

When the rooster puffs up its comb, it gets all excited when you talk about this!

He gently shifted his body in the nest, moved his wings aside, and revealed the little hen curled up in his arms like a little bird, his eyes full of pride.

"Xiao, Xiaoyue, I, my, old, wife!"

"Damn, how come even you can sleep with your wife in your arms now...?"

Hei Yang's lips twitched, and he said viciously, "Just wait, I'll be ready soon too!"

Oh, best of luck!

When the rooster realized it was his young master returning home, he abandoned the idea of ​​warning the family, folded his wings, curled up, and continued to sleep with his wife.

"whispering sound……"

Hei Yang pursed his lips and walked towards the house: "Did you forget to turn off the lights, or did you not sleep? That can't be!"

"..."

"Da da!"

The knocking on the door caught Lan Yu's attention, who was engrossed in reading. She frowned, looked at the door, and became wary.

"Who could it be in the middle of the night?"

"squeak"

Even with utmost care, the door still made quite a commotion when it was opened. Lan Yuying peeked out while gripping the dagger in her sleeve, but all she could see was darkness.

Who is it? Where is everyone?

Lan Yuying was puzzled when suddenly a red figure flashed in and pounced on her. Startled, she raised her eyebrows, gripped her dagger, and swung it to stab, shouting angrily, "Thief, take this!"

"Dangdang~"

With a bright smile, Hongli opened her arms and pounced on her mother.

"Mom, oh my god... Ah!"

Then she saw a cold glint flash before her eyes!

Hongli: "...Happy?"

"..."

"Uh……"

Hei Yang blinked and looked at his mother, who was reading at her desk. Although she was holding the book upside down and had fallen asleep with her head tilted to one side, her lips seemed to have a few drops of tears on them...

"Ah, ah..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched as he grabbed a towel hanging nearby and wiped his mother's drool: "I should say, as expected of you, Mom..."

Suddenly, Qing Yiyi's fingers trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, her face full of confusion: "Huh? Huh? Huh! Who?"

Qing Yiyi was suddenly awakened by Hei Yang's movements, and her body reacted by jumping away, exclaiming repeatedly.

"Who? Who? Where's Xiao Ri? Didn't Xiao Ri give any warning?"

"Hey, Mom, snap out of it."

Hei Yang smiled helplessly: "Look for yourself, who's back?"

"Um?!"

Qing Yiyi looked in the direction of the sound, her pupils shrinking: "Son?!"

"..."

"!!!"

Halfway through the swing of the dagger, Lan Yuying finally saw the person's face clearly, her pupils dilating in shock: "My daughter?!"

"Aaaaaaah??!"

Hongli widened her eyes, suppressing her instinct to retaliate, to prevent hurting her mother.

The dagger had already come at her, and it was too late to stop. But Hong Li was no ordinary person. She did a 180-degree spin in the air and then a double jump, easily and neatly dodging the dagger.

"Ah!"

Seeing her mother's surprised expression, Hongli revealed a smug smile: "But... ouch!"

"Crash! Crack!"

Because he jumped too high, he crashed headfirst into the roof, his red iron head breaking through it. His expressionless head was stuck in the roof, while his lower body kicked wildly in the room under his mother's horrified gaze.

"Grass."

Hong Li's eyes were lifeless. She reached out and pulled the head out, which was pulled to the ground by gravity. Without any resistance, it fell to the floor with a "thud".

"I said, Mom..."

Hongli looked up at her mother with a wronged expression: "You really are my mother..."

"Ah this..."

Lan Yuying's expression froze. She quietly threw the dagger in her hand to the ground from behind and then kicked it under the bed.

"Haha, it's Xiao Li! What a surprise..."

"Even if you dispose of the murder weapon very quickly..."

Hongli sighed, got up from the ground, brushed the dust off her body, pulled the broken tiles out of her hair, and looked helplessly at her mother.

"It's already hurt my lovely daughter's feelings... Hmm?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Hongli was pulled into a warm embrace.

"..."

"I'm telling you!"