Kawarang Castle.

There was a faint glow in the sky where the clouds were thin, the tents were set up, and the food was dry noodles and cakes.

Simply bandaging the wound, Li Ransheng participated in a meeting to understand and supplement the terrain and the current situation.

Chuanrang Castle has a mixed faction and many villages, and it belongs to the closest city to Sand Country among the towns of Cao Country, and the law and order is poor.

For half a month, they Guangyi will stir up struggles everywhere in Chuanrang City, and after the infighting, they are scolded by some homeless people in the sand country, and their fierce folk customs make pregnant women angry and will use kitchen knives to cut each other.

The goal of creating chaos was achieved, and the group of Guangyi Society evacuated, watching the tiger fight across the mountain, while studying the information from Luoyang, and always paying attention to the current situation.

In the face of all this in front of him, Li Ransheng didn't feel anything. Whether it's a crying child, a woman hanging on a white silk, or even an old man kneeling and kowtowing...... Li Ransheng is Li Ransheng, one of the high-level leaders of the Guangyi Society, not Chi Ran, a soft-hearted apprentice in the medical hall.

He also knew very well in his heart what he was doing, which was nothing more than the word rebellion.

Don't worry about Ping's safety, Beide Town has her own subordinates, plus she is now awakened by the Fire Yuan God, with her martial arts foundation since childhood, nothing will happen, and Huo Qingniang, who was sent to deliver the letter, will also protect her.

Li Ransheng's face was a little soothed, he sat down and took a sip of water, and combed through the dry noodle cakes in the past, but he might be able to figure out some things now.

Initially, he followed Master to buy a medical hall, and it took him a few days to decorate the room and plaques, and as for money, Master never lacked this.

Without warning, Master went out to buy medicinal herbs and brought back Bai Xiuwen, who was on the verge of death, Ping's mother.

Later, the master took the initiative to adopt Ping, although he felt surprised, but the doctor's benevolence was also right, after all, Bai Xiuwen was not suitable to be a mother.

Now that I think about it, my thirteen-year-old self is really young.

Just thinking about it, the lamp oil in the tent suddenly went out, someone came in, Li Ransheng and him exchanged a few words, and then they went to their posts to work the night shift. Originally, Li Ransheng didn't need to work hard, but there were too many people who died on this trip, so he had to make use of all the manpower.

The chill penetrated, standing behind the leeward tree, Li Ransheng chewed dry noodle cakes in his mouth, and his mind was clear.

When Ping was two years old, he was fifteen.

Chi Ran, who was young and frivolous, wanted to leave alone and rely on his medical skills to travel the world.

But while the master was feeding Ping, he said, "No."

So he stopped the trip and repeated the study of medical books every day to help the poor to heal the sick. It's a good deed.

Two-year-old Ping can speak, and most often shouts "brother", which is called Chi Ran. The other is to shout Master-Wood.

"Wood, hungry ......"

"Brother, play ......"

What a cute apple.

The master gave Chi Ran such an apple, and said, "Raise her for me, and when Ping is fifteen years old, I will pick her up." Remember, don't talk to her about me, let alone her background. ”

The master didn't explain too much, and Chi Ran was raised by the master since he was a child, so there was no reason to disobey the master who was like his father.

He took Apple on a long journey.

Now Li Ransheng closed his eyes and recuperated, he was motionless in the dark, listening to the owl's eerie call, the expression on his face was a little weird, and he unconsciously defended Leng Feng: "You can't blame me for hiding Pingping, Master, you broke the agreement to pick her up in advance, how can I be willing to ......"

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Huo Qingniang is a woman who is more difficult to speak than Ping, a thirty-year-old person, it seems that she has no relatives and no worries, after showing her proof of identity, she lives in a small mansion, eats on time every day, goes to the toilet on time, and rarely sees her face the rest of the time.

Ping only asked Huo Qingniang one sentence: "How is my brother?" ”

"I don't know." Huo Qingniang threw a booklet to Ping, and the title of the book was hard to read on the dirty leather surface.

End of conversation.

Aunt Lin has no objection to Huo Qingniang's stay, the food for two people has to be cooked, and the meal for three people is cooked together. Li Ransheng gave a lot of money, and he didn't worry about sitting on empty mountains. Because Huo Qingniang was injured, in order to take care of the wounded, they ate exquisitely, of course, they were all light.

One afternoon, Ping danced and boxed as usual, and Aunt Lin brewed tea, prepared two plates of dim sum, and watched from the sidelines.

The two of them practiced martial arts and watched, and after staying for a while, Huo Qingniang came, and also leaned against the wall to watch Ping jump and kick, and then frowned and hit Ping.

From the first time they met, Ping and Aunt Lin knew that Huo Qingniang was a practitioner, so as soon as Huo Qingniang made a move, Ping immediately put on a twelve-point defense.

Aunt Lin was first taken aback, then took a piece of dim sum and ate it, applauding.

Ping and Huo Qingniang are both people who don't talk much, and they never spoke, only once, Ping screamed in surprise and avoided it.

Huo Qingniang swung her fist to bring the wind, the momentum was extremely fierce, and she directly smashed a window!

With a bang, sawdust splattered, window paper shattered, and pieces of paper flew away in a circular circle.

Seeing this, Apple stops fighting, still on guard. And Huo Qingniang patted the back of her hand and walked away by herself.

Aunt Lin and Ping looked at each other.

In the end, Aunt Lin crushed the pastry and shouted, "Window! ”

Ping, who was standing in place, frowned slightly, recalled the booklet he had read in the past two days, and said in a low voice: "Tuyuan God ......"