Dongning Mansion is a very poor place in the boundary of Qinghe County, and the reason why it is famous is because there is a young man named 'Mu Xi'.

Ever since he entered the Valley of the Windroar.

There are a lot of people talking about it in the streets.

The idle men in the streets and alleys also have their heads.

There are many unfamiliar faces in the streets and alleys.

The reason why the entire Qinghe County is famous in the martial arts world is because the famous sect 'Wind Roar Valley' is located in the county, and Mu Xi, as a disciple of the Wind Roar Valley, has unlimited natural scenery.

The disciples sent by Wind Roar Valley to participate in the martial arts conference this time have passed the results, Mu Xi won the sixth place, and won the Baodan 'Hundred Knots' as a prize, this is not the most awesome, with this result, it is not possible for so many martial arts people to compete to congratulate him, all because he has supported ten moves under the martial arts genius Qingshan Zhang Xiaojing, who is known as a rare occurrence in a thousand years.

Qingshan swordsmanship is the best in the world.

Zhang Xiaojing Qingshan is the most disciple of the new generation.

Li Feng, the great disciple of Taixuan who was born with the thirty-six acupoints of Yupu, is awesome, and is known as the strongest disciple in the history of Taixuan, so what, it is not the same thirty moves and he was defeated in the hands of Zhang Xiaojing.

Although Wind Roar Valley is a famous title in the martial arts world, it is naturally more than a star and a half worse than the behemoths like Qingshan and Taixuan, and it is a great honor for the disciples to be able to support ten moves under Zhang Xiaojing, and they have also achieved a good result of sixth.

Today is the third day of the baptism.

According to the words of the steward of the house, the owner of his family originally wanted to keep a low profile, but he didn't want to show his love to his friends in the rivers and lakes, and they rushed to visit.

This is also the reason why there are more martial arts on the street these days.

Most of these high-rollers were carrying gifts, hoping to get acquainted with Mu Xi, so that he could climb the relationship of Wind Roar Valley after he soared in the future.

The small town is usually lazy, and there are not many inns and restaurants in the city.

At this time, there was a sudden influx of outsiders, which suddenly brought a lot of pressure to the inn and eating, and even the dumpling stalls in the past were full of extraordinary martial arts people.

The stall owner is a gray-haired old man, who is fifty years old and has not yet found his daughter-in-law.

The people in the city called him Old Zhoutou.

Lao Zhoutou quickly put dumplings in the pot, and the good business for several days made him smile, usually only one or two silver a day into the account, and the cost of abandoning the cost is only twenty or thirty lines of money, these days to drag the blessing of the pasture, Guan Maoli has five taels of silver, and the profit is at least two taels of money, he originally planned to use this money to buy some land in the village, in case he can't sell dumplings in the future, he can go home to plant some crops, and no one will starve to death.

That idea quietly changed three days ago.

Dumpling stalls have meager profits, and they are generally busy alone.

But Lao Zhou is very extravagant, and he did invite a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, who is quite clever, busy with the dumplings at the back end and collecting the table very diligently.

Three days ago, when Lao Zhoutou was about to close the stall, this kid appeared, he was an honest man, pointed to the hot soup in the pot and said: "Boss, can you fish the dough in the soup for me to eat, I have no money in my pocket, I can't afford to eat dumplings, and I can't afford to pay for dumpling skin." ”

Probably the boy's 'boss' listened to the old Zhou Tou was particularly comfortable, ordinary people eat dumplings which is not the uncle, let alone call the boss, there are grandsons, the old Zhou Tou smiled and said yes, so he scooped up the skin and handed it to the teenager.

The hungry teenager squatted on the side of the road, sipping and drinking soup.

Today's dumpling business is not very good, there are more than 20 left, the businessman will not be shoddy, and he can only take home the pig in the pen, and then he saw that the kid was really hungry, so he pushed all down the pot, added a handful of firewood to re-burn the fire, and after cooking, he beckoned the young man to come to the table to eat.

The boy was an honest man.

Honest people are generally very practical, and they eat a plate of dumplings on the table without ambiguity.

Lao Zhoutou didn't plan to let the boy give money when he cleaned up this mess, so he did a good deed, who thought that the boy would not leave, and said very sincerely: "Old man, how about I eat your dumplings and help you live for three days?"

Of course, the old man didn't refuse.

In this way, the teenager is free to help Lao Zhoutou, and free is not free, and the teenager's three meals are provided by Lao Zhoutou.

And thanks to this kid, he has earned so much silver money in the past three days.

Lao Zhou had no queens for the rest of his life, and he wondered in his heart whether to take this kid as his son and buy some real estate in the city, so that he could get married in the future, so that he could support his old age.

Needless to say, this kid naturally couldn't think of Jing Ming, who jumped into the well.

It's also a ghost, usually a few times he falls into the world at the bottom of the well, but this time he landed but it has changed greatly, and he has become such a ghost, hungry, he has to turn his fate to Lao Zhoutou, and wait to confirm that the world is talking.

Every day at dusk.

He beckoned Jing Ming to put away the dishes and chopsticks and wash them, and prepared a piece of braised pork at home, which he went home to burn and eat.

At this moment, a strong man sat down on the stall, he looked fierce, he was not easy to mess with, and he was holding a cage for this popular fox, this fox was good-looking, with red hair on his back, pink and white abdomen, and a pair of eyes with great aura.

In recent years, strange things have happened frequently in the world.

What pigs speak.

What rooster flew into the sky.

No, good-looking foxes have learned to be amorous.

Listening to the words of the big guys, this is called the aura of heaven and earth, so triggering the evolution of low-level animals is a good time for us and other martial arts people to show their skills.

Looking at the look of anticipation on the man's face, he must have wanted to give this fox as a rare thing to the shepherd boy in order to get married.

Lao Zhou wiped his hands, he closed the stall, if he left this business in the past, he should have to do it, but today he was going to go home and said what Jing Ming said in his heart, so he stepped forward and said euphemistically: "Da Ye, the stall has finished buying dumplings today, please eat elsewhere." ”

The man turned his head with a fierce expression.

When it was even more strange, the fox in the cage looked like a human, with his hands on his waist and his head up, which was more like a man than a man.

Both of them looked the same, as if to say, "Old man, I won't go anywhere else, I'll eat at your place." ”

Seeing that Lao Zhoutou still didn't do anything, the man slapped the table where the dumplings had been stalled for at least five years and shouted: "Lao Tzu is going to eat dumplings today, old man, give me a little cleverness, if the taste is good, I will inevitably give you a lot of money, if I am eaten by Lao Tzu with a little bird taste.... Hehe, old man, believe it or not, I smashed your mess?"

Lao Zhoutou has been reserved for a lifetime, and he grabbed the young man who was about to come out, and said with a huff: "Uncle, please be good, the dumplings will come soon, and you won't be charged if they are not delicious." ”

The man who sat back in the seat and ate garlic didn't know if it had disappeared, and the fox in the cage was probably gone, clapping his hands and directing Lao Zhoutou to go quickly, looking like he liked the sentence "It's not delicious, it doesn't cost money," and kept wiping his saliva while looking at the steaming pot stove.

Lao Zhoutou was afraid that the young man's temper would come up and offend the uncle with a bad temperament, so he didn't let the young man serve dumplings, and he held the plate and brought it to the table.

The fox in the cage is smart and cute.

It is full of eyes to see the man bite by dumpling, and also learn the man's hungry bare hands to catch the dumplings and be scalded by the dumplings tossing and turning, not to mention the flexibility of learning, the expression is still in place, blowing hot air and savoring it is not a problem.

The dumplings on the plate decreased one by one, and the fox's appearance became sad.

Until the last time, it couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt on the table on its hind legs like a human, and kept digging its head down and begging for dumplings in its mouth.

It is the gratifying aura of the rare red fox that the man caught and dedicated to the shepherd.

After eating and drinking, he had the heart to tease it, and the dumplings were handed to the cage, and the fox who was not in a hurry scratched his ears and cheeks more and more pitiful.

At this moment, the young man who was busy arranging the dishes and chopsticks suddenly made a sigh in his mouth, and the frightened man jumped, and when he looked back, he didn't watch out for the fox seizing the opportunity to snatch the dumplings in his hand.

It turned out that the boy had accidentally stepped on the grass and was sighing for mercy.

The man was already thinking about how to rely on the money for this dumpling meal, isn't this equivalent to giving him a chance, slapped the table and pounced, opened his big hand like a fan to grab the young man, and roared: "Dog thing, scared Lao Tzu jumped, do you want to die?"

Jing Ming has the intention of teaching this guy who deceives good and fears evil.

At this moment, Lao Zhou, who was bent on treating Jing Ming as his son, was between the two, and was grabbed by the neckline by the man, and he kept begging for mercy: "Adults are all offended by my kid, you don't remember the villain, just let him go as a fart, this dumpling will be treated as a little old man's invitation." ”

The fox patted his ass and made a fart pose, looking pleasing and annoying.

The man who got the cheap snorted coldly, and when he put the old man down, he didn't forget to say to the young man, and said: "Boy, if it weren't for the sake of this old boy, believe it or not, I would have dismantled your bones and threw them on the ground and stepped on your feet." ”

Fortunately, the man turned around with the fox cage, otherwise with Jing Ming's cold and arrogant expression, he wouldn't know who was broken and lying on the ground wailing.

Lao Zhoutou rented a house in the east of the city.

Jing Ming went home with him, and after a casual dinner, he said that he was tired, and used this as an excuse to go back to the room to rest.

Lao Zhoutou didn't care about the two days, so he let him have a good rest.

At this moment, there was a sound of scratching the door outside the door, the old Zhou thought it was a wild dog, so he said a few words of intimidation, it did not have any effect, the sound of scratching the door became louder and louder, just when he was about to open the door to knock the thing away, it was said that the sleeping boy rushed out, he opened the door, and saw that it was indeed the fox with red back hair.

At this moment, the fox pleaded with a pleading face, and kept pointing to the deep street behind him, where the barking of evil servants was heard.

The town is quiet at night, and the eastern part of the city is a civilian area, and it is full of poor people, even the villains can't look down on it, and there are many people and dogs in this shouting formation, so there is no need to think that they have come to catch this strange fox.

"Who's outside the door," asked the old man, who had returned to the kitchen to work.

Jing Ming agreed: "Oh, it's nothing..."

The fox was very bold and it jumped up and was about to climb onto Jing Ming's body, but who knew that it was covered by one of his palms, and it was okay to knock it down, and before it landed, he kicked the fox far away, and then he closed the door and slept contentedly.

After a while, there was a loud and noisy sound.

"Open the door, open the door...."

The door was slammed, Jing Ming, who was already lying on the bed at this time, slowed down, and when he came out of the room, Lao Zhoutou had already opened the door.