Fang Yue came back to his senses from his reverie and remembered that Fang Baoliang was still standing there.

He asked Fang Baoliang to come, naturally not to let Fang Baoliang beat him a few times.

He originally wanted Fang Baoliang to train with Deng Dahai first and observe for a while, but now he changed his mind.

He wants to develop industries in Yutou Town, but he doesn't have any manpower in his hands, so he wants to go out in the future, and he doesn't feel at ease to keep the town's industries.

This world is a world where demons and monsters are rampant, and there is a dog demon in Yutou Town, and I am afraid that I will not live in peace in the future.

If Fang Yue was in Yutou Town and something unexpected happened, he could deal with it himself.

But if you want to go out, Yutou Town undoubtedly needs a strong person to sit in charge, so as not to have an accident and cause an uncontrollable situation.

Fang Baoliang is undoubtedly a suitable candidate, he is a fisherman from Fangqiao Village, and he knows the details.

The abnormal changes in Fang Baoliang's body, just as Fang Baoliang could sense that Fang Yue's body was full of qi and blood, like charcoal fire.

With the sharpness of a martial artist, Fang Yue could also vaguely sense that Fang Baoliang's aura was growing.

This aura is still very weak, but it faintly brings a sense of threat to Fang Yue, and even a sense of terror.

Therefore, Fang Yue planned to train him and teach him some martial arts.

And observe him in the process, rather than waiting until he sees fit to teach.

After all, time waits for no one, and practicing martial arts is a long process.

Although Fang Baoliang has changed, it is still unknown when he will be able to become a talent and resist ghosts.

Therefore, the sooner you need to train it, the better, so as not to be unable to keep up with it.

"Baoliang, what do you think of this hard skill I practiced?" Fang Yue asked.

"It's amazing." Fang Baoliang scratched his head, he couldn't think of any better adjective, he was originally a fisherman, he had never gone to school, and his knowledge was actually limited.

In his heart, he really felt that this hard skill was very powerful, he was so vigorous, and he beat it with a few sticks, it felt like it was tickling Fang Yue.

"So would you like to learn?" Fang Yue asked.

Fang Baoliang was stunned for a moment, and said happily: "I am willing to learn."

He originally thought that Fang Yue would let him train with Deng Dahai, and he still needed to observe for a period of time before he was willing to teach him martial arts, but he didn't expect it to start now.

Although he didn't have much hope that martial arts could fight against the sleeping monster at the bottom of the sea, he still wanted to seek revenge on the Haikou who killed him in the first place, and if he wanted his parents and younger brother to live a good life, then he would definitely have to practice martial arts.

There is no hope for his life, but his younger brother still has a future.

At least before he loses everything, he must earn a family business for his younger brother and parents that is enough to keep them fed and clothed for the rest of their lives.

……

At night, the stars are shining.

Inside the house, candles are like beans, illuminating the books in their hands.

Fang Yue was sitting at the table, holding the book "Huoyun Gong", reading it intently, comprehending the content little by little.

There's no end to learning, and it's applicable anywhere.

Every bit of martial arts knowledge that Fang Yue learned and every bit of martial arts that he understood could be used as food for deducing exercises, which was precious.

I don't know how long it took, most of the candle had been burned, Fang Yue finally looked away from the cheats, raised his head, and stretched.

The room was quiet, but there was one more person tonight than it was before.

Apricot moved a stool and sat not far away, near the edge of the candlelight, holding a needle and thread on the soles of her shoes.

"Xing'er, you just arrived here, you've been busy all day, go and rest early. You don't need to pay for this sole, you can go to the town to buy a few pairs, and it doesn't cost a few dollars. Fang Yue said.

Xing'er raised her head and said seriously: "Young master, I'm not tired, and it doesn't take much effort to get the soles of my shoes, and it's a waste of money."

Fang Yue didn't persuade again, but asked, "Where is your home?"

Xing'er said: "I'm from Wuzhou."

Wuzhou is just south of Yunzhou, bordering Yunzhou, both of which are states close to the sea.

Compared with the hilly landform of Yunzhou, Wuzhou has many deep mountains and old forests, and it is said that there is fog all the year round, and the smoke is misty, so it is called "Wuzhou".

"You are from Wuzhou, how did you get to Yunzhou?"

Although the two states are adjacent to each other, each state has a fairly large territory, much larger than the land of Fang Yue's previous province.

Moreover, in this era, transportation is inconvenient, and land transportation still has to rely on animal power, and it is not so easy to get from one state to another.

Xing'er said while taking the soles of her shoes: "My hometown is in a small county town by the sea in Wuzhou, and Master Ren's merchant ship passed by us, and he just saw that Ya Pozi wanted to sell me, so he bought me and brought me back to Ping'an County."

Fang Yue said, "Then who else are there in your family?"

Xing'er paused for a moment, her face was a little gloomy, "I haven't been back for several years, I don't know what's going on at home." When I was sold, my father had just fallen ill and died, and the family was too poor to survive, so he sold me. At that time, my mother was left in the family, and I wanted a younger brother and a younger sister. ”

Fang Yue sighed and said, "Your life is also quite bitter."

Xing'er shook her head and said, "Not bitter, when I was in the Ren family, Mrs. Ren was very good to me, she was a very kind person." Now follow the young master, you are also a very good person. Apricot considers herself lucky. ”

Fang Yue laughed and teased her: "We've only been together for a day, how do you know I'm a good person." Maybe I'm a kind person on the surface, but a beastly person in private? ”

Xing'er was taken aback, her lips trembled slightly, and she said: "Young master, I believe that you are a good person, Xing'er will not be mistaken, and people outside also say the same."

Fang Yue wanted to see you look like you were about to cry out with fright, believing in a ghost.

Shaking his head, he said, "Okay, it's late at night, go and rest, I'm ready to sleep."

"Oh." Apricot put away her needle and thread and ran to the next room in a panic.

Fang Yue was a little speechless, he was really scared, so intimidated?

"How can I say that I am also a beautiful son, a beautiful man in Ping'an County, is it scary?"

……

After Xing'er left, Fang Yue closed the door.

"I always feel like a storm is coming, and I don't know what is going to go wrong.

Today's threat, in addition to the endless ghosts, is probably the imminent Haikou Kou. ”

Fang Yue felt a little irritable in his heart, and had a premonition of uneasiness.

"See you."

Fang Yue meditated in his heart, and a quaint bronze mirror appeared in front of him, suspended in midair.

"It is said that among the pirates who gradually gathered on the islands off the coast of Hakusenfu, there was the king of the East China Sea.

Then, looking at his current whereabouts, you can probably understand the movements of those pirates. ”

Fang Yue thought in his heart, and silently recited "sacrifice".

Merit points are consumed, the mirror is shaken, and there is a change.

There was a kerosene lamp lit on the table, and an old man in cloth was sitting there, listening to something from a sea coward.

Looking at the size and layout of the room, this should be a room on board.

"This old man in cloth should be the King of the East China Sea."

Fang Yue was slightly surprised, he originally thought that as the King of Pikou, he should be muscular, five big and six thick, but he didn't expect it to be an ordinary-looking old man.

However, when the picture showed him, the old man in cloth seemed to sense something, stopped talking, and looked up suspiciously.

Noticing nothing wrong, he turned his head to listen to the corate again.

"Good sensitivity." Fang Yue was secretly frightened.

There was only a picture in the bronze mirror, there was no sound, and Fang Yue couldn't lip talk, so he couldn't understand what they were saying.

After observing for a while, he couldn't get any useful information, so Fang Yue had to disconnect the picture.

Merit points are precious and cannot withstand consumption for too long.