Chapter 8: I Want to Be Strong
When Ye Qingxuan saw someone falling, she immediately got off the red horse and came to the person who fell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Are you okay?" Ye Qingxuan said to Ma Xiaohu on the ground.
Hearing this gentle and beautiful voice, Ma Xiaohu felt that his fall was not in vain. Ma Xiaohu did it on purpose, he just didn't want Ouyang Changkong to continue to hook up with his goddess.
But as a sling, there is no other way than this. If Ma Xiaohu now has the same strength as Ouyang Changkong, he will go over directly and beat him. It's a pity that all this can only be thought about in the heart.
This approach is full of dangers, if Ouyang Changkong does not control the horse under the seat, then Ma Xiaohu will be stepped on, and he will have the result of being immortal and crippled.
"Sure enough, it's a gentle goddess! If it's another brutal woman, I'm afraid she won't care about herself at all and leave directly!" Ma Xiaohu said in his heart. Then he got up, patted the dust off his body, and then spoke:
"It's okay! Thank you, Miss Qingxuan, for your concern!"
Ye Qingxuan heard Ma Xiaohu's voice, and felt that Ma Xiaohu seemed a little familiar, so he immediately asked:
"Have we met?"
Ma Xiaohu shook his head and said:
"Nope. I'm just too popular!"
"Oh!" After speaking, Ye Qingxuan returned to the jujube red horse.
And Ouyang Changkong was very unhappy when he saw that Ye Qingxuan had been chatting with a passerby for so long.
"Damn ant, if Ye Qingxuan wasn't around, Lao Tzu would have let the Black Overlord trample you to death a long time ago! You dare to disturb Lao Tzu's Yaxing!" Ouyang Changkong was very unhappy in his heart now, especially when he was basically talking along the way, Ye Qingxuan just listened silently, and didn't say much to him.
Unexpectedly, an ant-like garbage made Ye Qingxuan care so much.
"Could it be that my dignified senior brother in the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Wind Martial Mansion is not as good as an ant?" In this regard, Ouyang Changkong took note of Ma Xiaohu's appearance, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely let Ma Xiaohu know the power of the innate realm powerhouse.
But now in front of Ye Qingxuan, he still needs to maintain the demeanor of a senior brother. For Ye Qingxuan, the best junior sister, Ouyang Changkong is very excited, otherwise he would not let his uncle accept Ye Qingxuan as an apprentice, in order to get the moon first near the water.
glanced at Ma Xiaohu with disdain, then threw down a silver ingot to Ma Xiaohu's feet, and said:
"Go buy some tonics, lest you fall in front of me next time!
When Ye Qingxuan heard Ouyang Changkong's words, she immediately felt displeased and frowned.
"Senior brother, he's just an ordinary person, why bother with this!Little brother, you'd better go home!" Ye Qingxuan said.
Ye Qingxuan actually knew Ouyang Changkong's character, so he didn't want to have too much intersection with Ouyang Changkong, but unfortunately this time Ouyang Changkong had to follow him back to Qingfeng City, in the name of protecting his junior sister along the way.
Ye Qingxuan was thin-skinned and couldn't refuse, so they walked together. On the way, I didn't want to say anything, but when I came to Qingfeng City, Ouyang Changkong kept saying embarrassing words, she was just a girl, how could she have heard it, so she was shy.
In fact, she is still very grateful to Ma Xiaohu, if it weren't for Ma Xiaohu's sudden fall, which caused chaos, I'm afraid she would have to continue to listen to Ouyang Changkong's broken thoughts.
Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Ma Xiaohu liked Ye Qingxuan even more in his heart.
"Such a gentle girl, if you can't let her be my wife. In this life, I am really blind!" Ma Xiaohu said in his heart.
And Ouyang Changkong restrained himself and suppressed his temperament.
Then the two rode towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Ma Xiaohu looked at the backs of the two leaving, then shook his head and said:
"Strength! Without strength, I have no qualifications at all! I must become stronger, after I go back, I must exercise hard, strive to become a strong person, and then marry Ye Qingxuan!"
Then he left the place and walked out of the south gate.
Not far from the south gate, Liu Feng was standing next to the ox cart, and when he saw Ma Xiaohu appear, he immediately said with an anxious face:
"Xiaohu, you are really dangerous just now, if you have any accidents, I will not be able to explain to Uncle Ci!"
"Okay, I'm fine, aren't I? let's go back!" Ma Xiaohu said.
Now there is only one person in Ma Xiaohu's heart, that is Ye Qingxuan, and at the same time, he has the heart to become stronger.
So the two sat on the ox cart, and Liu Feng drove the ox cart, so he slowly drove towards Qingfeng Mountain.
Because it was dragging heavy grain, the ox cart was very slow, and after more than an hour, the ox cart had reached the foot of Mt. Aomine.
"Xiaohu, you are fast, go to the mountain and ask them to come down to carry grain!" Liu Feng stabilized the ox cart and said to Ma Xiaohu.
Ma Xiaohu nodded, picked up a bag of rice, carried it on his shoulder, and walked towards the mountain.
In half a moment, Ma Xiaohu has come to the broken temple on the mountain.
In the ruined temple, the beggars are there.
"Uncle Wu, Uncle Ergou, Uncle Da Niu, the grain has been transported, hurry down the mountain and move it up together!" Ma Xiaohu put down the rice and shouted.
So the beggars, who still had labor, followed Ma Xiaohu down the mountain. Except for Cibo, Dumb, Zhang Chongjiu, Tiedan, and Little Monkey.
It didn't take long for everyone to remove all the things on the ox cart, and the old cattle also led them up the mountain and fed them in the backyard, and the weeds in the yard were enough for the old cattle to eat. The ox carts were placed directly at the foot of the hill and covered with weeds.
Looking at the piles of grain piled up in the hall of the ruined temple, every beggar was happy. There was enough food for them to eat, and they had new clothes.
So, the beggars started bathing in the backyard and finally changed into new clothes. Wearing new clothes, Tie Dan and the little monkey are the happiest. And the clothes fit well, which was personally selected by Liu Feng.
In the end, Zhang Chongjiu used the leftover soup from last night to cook most of the gruel in the broken clay jar.
It's noon, so it's time to eat.
After eating, everyone gathered in the ruined temple, because Cibo had something to say.
Ci Bo pondered for a moment before he said:
"We have been together for more than ten years, during which many of our brothers have left us, and I don't want to express anything about this old man! Everyone knows that in the True Martial Continent, only martial artists have a chance to come out, although there are many martial artists in the world, but if they become martial artists, their future will no longer be beggars!"
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
After a long time, a middle-aged man asked suspiciously:
"Uncle Ci, why didn't you let us practice martial arts when we were young people, I really can't figure it out, now I'm past the age of cultivation!" After speaking, the middle-aged man left tears.
Ma Xiaohu knew his name, his name was Jiang Tao, when he first joined this collective, he was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and in the True Martial Continent, it was not too late to contact cultivation before the age of thirty, because there were still examples of late bloomers.
There was a burly middle-aged man with him back then, but this middle-aged man had a bit of a problem with his brain, everyone called him Dasha, although Dasha was stupid, but whatever he was told to do, he would do it. However, someone needs to take care of it, and Jiang Tao is the one who takes care of Dasha.
Dasha saw Jiang Tao crying, and his eyes were very confused.
"No~ cry! "Don't~cry!" Dasha said slowly.
Ci Bo sighed, and then said:
"Do you know what it means to be poor and rich in martial arts? If you don't have enough money, if you want to become a martial artist, you won't be able to go long at all! Back then, we were poor and white, and we couldn't afford to eat, so how could we provide for your cultivation? If it weren't for Xiaohu's luck this time, I'm afraid we would have to continue to live a starving life, and even how many of us would be able to survive this winter, I can't say for sure!"
Hearing this, Jiang Tao also understood. Although he is just an ordinary person, he also understands the difficulty of becoming a martial artist. Without Master's guidance and without enough money, even if you work hard, you will not achieve anything, but you will train your body badly.
There are too many such examples on the True Martial Continent to count.
Seeing that Jiang Tao's mood was calm, Ci Bo continued:
"Over the years, when Wu Dazhi, Li Ergou, and Lin Daniu went to the mountains and forests to look for food, they would also pick and bring back the herbs they encountered, after more than ten years, we already have enough medicinal materials to configure quenching soup, these quenching soup is enough for Xiaohu and their seven descendants to use! Although there are enough medicinal materials, but if there is no large amount of food to supplement the body's consumption, it will make the body collapse! So I haven't told you all these years!"
Hearing this, Ma Xiaohu suddenly became curious about the identity of Cibo, and it seemed that Zhang Chongjiu, Li Ergou, Lin Daniu, and Wu Dazhi were all together with Cibo.