When Chen Zijing slowly opened his eyes, everything around him changed, he was in a small wooden house, surrounded by a fragrance of wood, and the furnishings around him were extremely simple, but they were also very neat and clean.

Sleeping here makes people feel comfortable and comfortable, there is a small stove of incense on the table, and the smell of incense occasionally wafts over to make Chen Zijing's mind more steady. Then, in extreme drowsiness, he fell asleep again......

This is the characteristic of the people of Pingyuan, every family will light a burner of incense before going to bed, but according to the family situation, the rich people light the high-quality vine wood incense, the poor people order the inferior broken wood incense, and the poor people go to the wild to pick up some dried leaves of the fragrant elm tree, but they can play a role in repelling insects and calming the nerves, especially the swamps near the prairie, and there are many mosquitoes of all kinds.

This awakening swept away Chen Zijing's fatigue for a long time, and when he woke up, the sky outside the window was already bright!

"Grandpa, big brother is awake!" The sudden crisp sound behind him startled Chen Zijing! Turning his head to look, he saw that the back of a little girl had pushed the door away, and she looked extremely playful and cute in a small emerald green cloth gown.

Soon, an old man walked in, only to see that he was wearing a short coat, the short coat was covered with patches, the old man looked not young, of course, the people of the mountain village could not judge the age just by appearance.

Looking at the face, this person's facial features are relatively upright, with a white beard, soft eyes, and he looks honest, followed by the little girl just now, only to see that her big eyes are very eye-catching, and her white and tender little face is like a porcelain doll, and her appearance is extremely sweet and cute.

"Little doll, are you awake, are you feeling better?"

The old man looked at Chen Zijing with a smile, his eyes were full of concern, he smiled at Chen Zijing with a blank look, turned his head and beckoned the little girl, "Go get some white grain porridge!"

The little girl nodded obediently and ran out, Chen Zijing reacted at this time, quickly sat up straight, arched her hand towards the old man and said, "Thank you for saving my life, I am much better." ”

After a while, the little girl walked in with a bowl of white grain porridge, handed it to Chen Zijing's hand, stared at Chen Zijing with big eyes and swallowed it with big eyes, and swallowed saliva with "goo, goo" in her throat from time to time, the old man didn't notice this, just looked at Chen Zijing with a smile and looked like this.

"Thank you" Chen Zijing wiped her mouth embarrassedly and handed the bowl back to the old man.

The old man put the bowl on the table and asked with concern, "Little doll, what's wrong with you?

Of course, Chen Zijing didn't dare to tell the truth, not because he was afraid that their grandfather and grandson would go out to tell the truth, but because he was afraid that he would affect them because of himself.

So he bowed his head and whispered: "There is a war in the north, I fled from the small town in the north, my father and mother were killed by several warriors on the way to escape, I was so hungry, and I walked in the wilderness, so I ......"

Chen Zijing is actually a little ashamed because he lied to the old man, he is a very flexible person, but in the face of his life-saving benefactor, he is not used to lying, but the old man sees it differently in his eyes at this time, I saw Chen Zijing's head lowered, and his voice was so low, he must have felt uncomfortable because he said something sad.

The old man looked at Chen Zijing pitifully, touched his head and sighed, "Poor baby...... Don't say it, you just live here, many boys in the family are also laborers, and Jingning doesn't have to be lonely. ”

The old man's surname is Yuan Mingliang, the little girl is his granddaughter, just five years old this year, named Yuan Jingning, Yuan Jingning's parents are actually low-level martial artists, but in the early years, Yuan Jingning's mother suddenly disappeared, and his father went out to find his mother's traces, but he never came back, leaving only their grandfather and grandson to rely on each other.

The old man has a few acres of land in the village, and the grandfather and grandson rely on these acres of land for a living, in fact, the bowl of white grain porridge that Chen Zijing drinks is rarely drunk by the grandfather and grandson, basically eating some wild vegetable porridge, the old man loves his granddaughter very much, although he does not eat well, but he rarely makes him hungry.

"Many of my meridians have been broken...... Fortunately, my exercises are special, and most of the vitality around my body has entered the cells, otherwise I will definitely burst the meridians and my power will be wasted, and even my life may be ......lost."

Chen Zijing casually checked his physical condition, and immediately found out how bad the situation was, his meridians were severely damaged, causing confusion in his vitality, which was by no means something that could be adjusted in a short period of time.

So, Chen Zijing temporarily lived here, the people of Shanwa Village are extremely simple, there is a martial artist who cultivates the three-layer martial arts to teach everyone to practice martial arts, this person is named Wang Yue, who used to be a guard for the trading house, and later quit his errand because of his injury, because he received the kindness of the people in this village, he was invited to be the martial artist of the village.

Every day Chen Zijing is taking a variety of high-grade healing pills, he occasionally goes out to see the children practicing martial arts at the entrance of the village, or helping the old man take care of the fields, the injury began to slowly improve, Chen Zijing has Yuanjing in his hand, but as a "fleeing" hungry child who fell to the ground is really not suitable for Yuanjing to come out.

During these days, Xiao Ningning found a very good playmate, she liked Xiaobao very much, because the little black pig understood what she said, and the patriarch was also surprised to look at this smart little black pig and muttered: "What kind of black pig is this?

In order to help the grandfather and grandson share the pressure, in addition to helping the old man farm, Chen Zijing will also go out every night to the Tianfu Prairie and the nearby mountains to collect medicine.

The most important thing is that Chen Zijing has Xiaobao by his side! Looking at this magical little guy, Chen Zijing secretly said in his heart: "This guy is really a master of finding spirit grass, you can find the taste of spirit grass from dozens of miles away, and the higher the year of spirit grass, the greater the chance of finding it......"

You must know that no matter how powerful Chen Zijing's Yuan Zhi is, he can only find the elixir not far from him, which is too far away from Xiao Bao.

From then on, he took Xiaobao every day to spend two hours looking for spiritual grass in the vicinity, of course, he would often feed some pills to Xiaobao to eat, and gradually Chen Zijing found that Xiaobao began to have some changes, the black on the little black pig became brighter and brighter, and even faintly some light shot out when swallowing the pills, which made Chen Zijing curious.

"This little treasure's interest in elixir seems to be much higher than that of spirit grass, swallowing so much elixir I don't know if it will be able to advance in the future, after all, this guy should also be a kind of demon beast......" Chen Zijing looked at this little guy and muttered to himself.

He actually had a judgment on Xiaobao, this little thing definitely belonged to a demon beast, but it was just a very special demon beast.

And in the process of looking for spiritual grass, the tacit understanding between Chen Zijing and Xiaobao is gradually improving, often Chen Zijing can understand what he means with a glance at Xiaobao, and Chen Zijing sometimes speaks, Xiaobao can occasionally nod very anthropomorphic!

When Chen Zijing saw this scene, he was often embarrassed: "This little thing is not strong, but among the demon beasts, if this cultivation level competes for IQ, he can definitely rank among the top ......!"

Gradually, Chen Zijing's income from collecting herbs began to far exceed the income of the patriarch from farming, which made the patriarch extremely happy, and only told Chen Zijing not to help with farming anymore, and it was enough to collect some medicinal herbs every day to make the whole family much more comfortable.

"Come, condensate and eat meat!" In the evening, Chen Zijing and the patriarch Han Zusun sat at the dinner table, he gently sandwiched a piece of fragrant barbecue meat into Xiao Ningning's bowl, looking at Ning Ning with a happy face, Chen Zijing was also very happy.

This is the game he hunted back, and now there is occasional meat at home, which makes Xiao Jingning jump happily every day, his mental head is much more full than before, and the whole person is more energetic.

"Hehehe...... Come on, Zijing, you can eat more. The patriarch smiled and added food to Chen Zijing, he had not had such a relaxed and happy life for a long time, raising his granddaughter alone, he was not young, this was very hard, and now Chen Zijing's arrival made him finally relieved and reduced a lot of pressure.

At this time, the whole village was full of smoke, every household was happy and peaceful, and the warm feeling made Chen Zijing's heart melt, which was the feeling of "home" that he longed for but could not get since he was a child.

In fact, Chen Zijing didn't really pay too much attention to looking for spirit grass, if he really wanted to, he would take Xiaobao to the deep mountains or prairies, where there were thousands of valuable herbs, so it was nothing more than pretending, most of his energy was spent on treating injuries, and at the same time finding out the situation nearby.

In the afternoon of the second day, there were bursts of children's martial arts training in the village square, although these children were still very immature, but from their serious faces, it can be seen that they cherish being able to practice martial arts, which is the guarantee that the children will be able to go out of the mountain village in the future and have a better future.

"Brother Wang, this is the tiger bone flower I just picked, which is very good for treating back pain. Chen Zijing stood on the square at the edge of the village at this time, and handed the two blood-red elixirs in his hand to Wang Yue, the only martial artist in the village.

Wang Yue was already very familiar with Chen Zijing, looking at the herbs he handed over and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, you are always so polite, but you did help me a lot, every night my back injury tortures me enough!

Chen Zijing was not polite to him, and nodded with a smile and agreed.

Jing Ning is about to be six years old, and he is ready to start practicing martial arts, this village is much stronger than Xingbian Town, where Chen Zijing lived, the martial artist Wang Yue here is different from ordinary martial artists, he does not spare his martial arts, although it is extremely rudimentary, but it can give children hope to open the source to build a foundation, this kind of person is relatively rare among martial artists, and most martial artists are extremely self-cherishing.

He gave new hope to the children of the whole village and even the whole village, everyone loved and respected this person very much, and often the people in the village would take out some of the game and send it to Wang Wushi's house, the things were not expensive but the friendship was very heavy.

Under such quiet and peaceful conditions, Chen Zijing's injuries continued to recover, his injuries mainly lay in the confusion of his vitality, and he needed to recuperate slowly, and his physical injuries could recover quickly, as far as physical injuries were concerned, he could completely use the immortal spirit smoke, but he was reluctant at all, and at the same time, it was not necessary.

After three months passed, Chen Zijing's injuries had fully recovered, perhaps because of the comfortable and simple life in the village, he felt warm, and his mood had also improved, and his cultivation had improved a lot from the early days of his martial arts.