"You're threatening Lao Tzu!?" The middle-aged man put the knife on Yan Yunting's neck with his backhand, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "Do you know, this road was opened by my Erlongzhai, this tree was planted by my Erlongzhai, and this mountain was managed by my Erlongzhai!" All the people in the mountains who can run and jump are all from our Erlongzhai! You beat our wild boar, why don't I settle the score! You kid threatened me first? ”

Yan Yunting was completely silent.

Hu Yiyi climbed up to a middle-aged man and wanted to beg for mercy with his actions. The middle-aged man threw her to the ground without pity, and seconded the proposal and scolded:

"You mournful mother-in-law, if you dare to touch Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will stab you all to death!"

Hu Yiyi fell not lightly, her hands and feet were cut by sharp stones, she couldn't shout or cry, she could only endure the pain and crawl on the ground with tears.

Yan Yunting's tone was still flat, and he didn't argue or make trouble, but said, "You shouldn't hurt a poor woman, you will be punished sooner or later." ”

The middle-aged man was amused, he grabbed Yan Yunting's neckline, and admonished in a deep voice: "Boy, I don't know how you got involved with this mourning woman, but out of kindness, I still have to advise you to stay away from this woman;

You don't have to look at her pretty, she's actually a cursed little widow...... Oh no, she's not even a widow, and she killed her husband before she even crossed the door! ”

At this time, the young man on the side also joked: "This mother-in-law, a well-known mourning star in a nearby village, killed her mother when she was born, and turned out to be a dumb person, and then killed her father, and killed her brother in a few years;

Finally, a bold old man dared to marry her, but he drank and died suddenly when he entered the cave room, tsk...... Do you think she's a widow? I advise you, it's better to stay away from her quickly, otherwise you won't know how you died! ”

Hu Yiyi covered her ears and her eyes were full of tears.

"Hahaha...... What are you doing with talking so much to two cripples? ”

After trampling on their dignity, the three men laughed and walked away.

Yan Yunting looked at Hu Yiyi with pity, and didn't know what to say to comfort for a while, only sighed: "Alas...... It's late at night, and it's time for us to go home. ”

He was about to pull Hu Yiyi up, but as soon as she touched it, she slapped his hand away, wiped her tears and ran to the cottage.

Hu Yiyi ran back to the cottage and closed the door of her room tightly.

When Yan Yunting came to the door, a heart-rending howl sounded in the house.

Yan Yunting sat in front of the door, wiped his drooping arm, and couldn't help but fall into self-blame, if he didn't suffer this hardship, how could he tolerate a group of bandits bullying a weak woman.

But then again, if he hadn't suffered this, how could he have met her?

All of this is a matter of fate.

Half an hour later, the crying became quieter.

Yan Yunting knocked on the door with a smile and sighed, "Miss Hu, if you are full of crying, come out to cook, I am so hungry." ”

After a while, "Smack!" The door was opened, Hu Yiyi's red and swollen eyes were still full of tears, and she stared at Yan Yunting resentfully, and she was still holding a pair of paper and pen in her hand.

"The wild boar is gone, I'll fight for you again tomorrow, so you won't cry so sadly." Yan Yunting bared his teeth and smiled.

Hu Yiyi spread out the paper and wrote down a sentence: "I am a natural mourner, they are right, you should stay away from me." ”

Yan Yunting shook his head, snatched the pen in her hand, and wrote: "I won't tell you, I'm hard everywhere, especially this rotten life, which specializes in your kind of mourning." ”

Hu Yiyi grabbed the pen and wrote: "I'm not joking with you, none of the people who are with me have a good end!! ”

Yan Yunting snatched the pen and wrote down four words with a big hand: "I won't leave." ”

Hu Yiyi then snatched the pen: "You will regret it!" ”

Yan Yunting pursed his lips, didn't grab the pen again, but looked at Hu Yiyi sincerely, and said indifferently: "What I regret most now is that I didn't kill the three miscellaneous pieces just now, but don't worry, when I recover from my injuries, none of the people in Erlongzhai will survive." ”

Hu Yiyi seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly wrote: "They are bandits in the mountains, and they do all kinds of evil!" ”

"I, Yan Yunting, have dedicated my life to killing bad people who do all kinds of evil."

"There are seventy or eighty people in Erlongzhai!"

"Seventy or eighty people?"

"Really!"

"That's too little, not enough for me to stuff my teeth."

Although he has sealed up his force, his killing skills have not been lost, but there are only seventy or eighty people, and it is not impossible to kill them with a little effort.

"You're crazy!" Hu Yiyi threw the brush on the paper, and she got angry.

Yan Yunting smiled indifferently and rubbed his stomach: "If you don't cook again, I'm really going to starve to death......"

Hu Yiyi bit her lip, stomped her foot, confronted Yan Yunting for a moment, and finally ran into the kitchen.

"What a lovely woman."

……

After a few days of adaptation, Yan Yunting has completely mastered the balance of his body, and the only thing to do next is to take care of his injuries.

Every morning and midnight, he would sit on the mountain alone, and with his previous cultivation experience, he would breathe in the essence of the sun and the moon, and adjust his internal breath and mentality.

The dantian still didn't have any reaction, and the meridians in his body seemed to be broken, even if he absorbed the true qi through the "God Devouring Decision", it would pass quickly.

His dantian is a broken water tank, no matter how much water is filled, it will flow away, how to repair this "water tank", I can't find a way for a while.

Although the true qi cannot be condensed, the kung fu that has been practiced externally has not disappeared, his muscles and bones are still very hard, and now, even if a punch cannot open the stele and crack the stone, it is not a problem to break a tree with the thickness of a bowl;

His intuition is still sharp, his swordsmanship is still very fast, his skills are still very accurate, his perseverance is still not gone, he is completely confident, and he is sure of victory in the face of a Xuanjing martial cultivator.

The bandits who occupy the mountains are all rabble, and they are not much of a threat except for their ruthlessness, and it is easy to kill them all.

……

In this way, from being rescued to fully recovering, it took two months.

As summer turns to autumn, the weather gradually cools, and the green mountains and green waters begin to turn yellow unconsciously.

Yan Yunting sat by the river, quietly sharpening a wooden sword with a scimitar, as a swordsman, of course, he had to have his own sword.

I remember that Wei Yingzhou said that a powerful swordsman can turn everything into a sword, even if it is a wooden sword, as long as the sword qi and sword intent are strong enough, he can also be proud of the crowd and break the world's divine weapons.

"Ahem!" Hu Yiyi, who was washing clothes by the river, coughed dryly.

Yan Yunting put down his sword, rolled up his trousers and walked to the river, grabbed the other end of the sheet, and worked with Hu Yiyi to remove the water stains on his head.

This woman does these few things a day-

In the morning, I plant vegetables and fertilize them, and in the morning, I go to the neighborhood to collect firewood, and after lunch, I start to wash clothes. Even if the yard and room are already clean, she has to clean them every day;

When she has a little free time, she sits by the river, washing her feet and feeding the birds.

After the third watch in the middle of the night, she would sneak out to take a shower. Yan Yunting watched the whole process every time, not entirely for the sake of pleasing the eye, but more for the fear that she would encounter danger at night......

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