"Brother Yang," the little beggar who was lying comfortably suddenly thought of something, and got up from the haystack and asked King Yang, who was meditating at the bottom, "You lost to Wang Shuzi the first time, and then borrowed a meal to go into the ruins to practice, and when you went out again, you beat Wang Shuzi down." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info in such a short time you ...... How did you manage to improve so quickly? ”

At that time, the little beggar learned that Wang Shuzi had caught up, and his legs were so frightened that his legs were weak, and he was still thinking about how to escape, and he didn't pay attention to what Yang Wang, who had borrowed a meal time to come in to improve his flying lift, did not pay attention at all. King Yang seems to have taken off his straw shoes and squatted barefoot? It seems to be Zamabu again? The little beggar patted his head, but he couldn't remember. Seeing that King Yang was practicing, he remembered this and couldn't help but ask.

At this time, King Yang was digesting the soaring power in his state, and did not answer the little beggar.

The little beggar knew that King Yang could not be distracted at this time, so he took back this question and lay back on the straw pile again.

After a while, King Yang finished practicing, and his complexion looked much better.

Just now with Wang Shuzi, the newly promoted Yang Wang fought hard with him without digesting it, which did make Yang Wang have some breath divergent, but fortunately, Wang Shuozi's flying lift was only one foot and three feet of the realm, and a hard fight did not cause serious internal injuries to Yang Wang.

"Little brother, we haven't eaten for a day, you stay here and don't run around, I'll go out and get something to eat and come back." Yang Wang stood up and moved his lower limbs.

The clothes that were wet across the river, when he was digesting the flying lift just now, was most of the heat dried by the sudden increase in body temperature, which would not stick to the skin, and Yang Wang felt a lot more relaxed.

Out of the thatched house, it was almost dusk outside, and the villagers in Beicun had already begun to cook with stoves.

Looking at the smoke rising from every house, King Yang suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

What is Home? That's how people are home! Such a home has warmth.

No matter how strong the lonely King Yang is, he can't experience the warmth of this kind of home.

Yang Wang is not a native of Dongcun, he is from the city. But when he was five years old, his father fled with him to the East Village, and then his father had to choose to leave because of something, so King Yang became an orphan.

King Yang put away his sad emotions and looked at the vegetable garden on the outskirts of the village, which was full of vegetables and fruits, so he could only "buy" some back.

After picking five melons, digging four sweet potatoes, twisting three cucumbers, and making two papayas, King Yang hung the money on the plants that had picked the melons and fruits, and went back and was laughed at by the little beggar as a fool.

The next day.

"Little beggar, I'll go out and get something to eat. After a while, the old woman will come in and hold the grass again, so you go out first to avoid it. Yang Wang was afraid that the little beggar would be lazy and didn't go out to avoid it, so he gave a special advice.

Out of the thatched house, Yang Wang found that the North Village was lively.

It's a village dealer from the city.

These traffickers who came from the city to the village not only brought abundant goods, but also brought the unique atmosphere of the city.

Like cloth, porcelain bowls, hoes, etc., when it comes to textiles, ceramics, and iron smelting, they cannot be completed in rural areas. These scarce items in the countryside are quite expensive, and the only thing that is lacking in the city is food, firewood and grass. In most cases, the village vendors do not earn money for nothing, but cartloads of grain or firewood and grass. These grains, firewood and grass can only be transported back to the city and sold, so that they can be exchanged for silver for white flowers.

Every time a dealer goes to the village to sell goods, it is quite a sensational thing, causing the whole village to watch and participate in the transaction; It even attracts people from neighboring villages to join in the fun.

This time, all the villagers in Beicun stopped making lunch and eating lunch, and gathered in front of the stalls of a dozen or so vendors who walked down the village.

"A zhang long cloth needs a load of grain to change, and I am wondering if I should put new clothes for my daughter!"

"Wow! Thirteen porcelain bowls in a set, the village chief wants them all! And it's a cash transaction, a local tyrant! ”

"The village chief has the money to buy this kind of luxury. I fell in love with the bright hoe, and I was trying to exchange two loads of millet for whether it would be distressing! ”

Taking advantage of the fact that all the villagers of Beicun were attracted and gathered to the vendors' stalls, King Yang entered a private house.

The enticing fragrance wafted from the kitchen, and when King Yang opened the pot, seven or eight fragrant buns were lying hot in the steamer. King Yang picked four, wrapped them in vegetable leaves, and put two copper plates on the side of the stove, and quickly evacuated.

Returning along the way, far from the straw house, King Yang's heart was shocked, and an ominous omen flashed in his heart.

"Not good!" The Yang Dynasty rushed to the straw house and approached.

The little beggar's cry came from afar.

This was followed by another voice.

"Ge Laozi, tell you to hide, tell you to hide, it's easy to find the master. Little piglet, this time I can't peel off a layer of your skin! ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, help, help!"

The little beggar's cry for help made King Yang worry for a while. Needless to say, it was the violent pig of Village Chief Xiao who appeared and grabbed the little beggar.

King Yang hurried to hurry, just in time to bump into the little beggar being pinched in the air by a burly man with one hand, and the other big hand "snapped" and slapped the little beggar's little face, which was less than the size of his palm, and immediately became red and swollen......

"Stop! Put him down! King Yang shouted at the big man.

The big man with his back to King Yang heard the shouting, stopped his big slap, and slowly turned around......

It's him!

King Yang recognized him.

He is the guy with the highest flying lift among Village Chief Xiao's pig legs, a realm of six feet!