The medicine collection team repaired for two or three days, and if some of the tasks were not completed enough, they were sent out again, and those who completed it better were rewarded with one or two silver per person and a month's long vacation.

Guo Yang carried the silver in his arms, walked out of the King Tower, and came to Qingyundu.

He sat on a rock at Qingyun Ferry for a while, looking at the busy ferry and the vast river boats coming and going, and sighed in his heart.

Thinking about himself, a sheep herding baby, a poor boy who fled to the end of the world, can one day earn a tael of silver with his own ability, and walk around the crowd in a well-dressed manner, it makes him, a little boy who is not yet twelve years old, feel a lot of emotion.

The team is dangerous, not only to face all kinds of dangers, but also to face threats from people.

However, Guo Yang secretly thought to himself that if he was careful enough and practiced martial arts as soon as possible, he should still be able to mix.

Guo Yang does not have high requirements for life, he can only live, and he is very satisfied.

However, looking at the sparkling waves on the river and the various boats shuttling back and forth, he still felt a sense of loss that he couldn't say.

Guo Yang sat at the ferry for more than an hour, slowly walked down the steps, and got on a fishing boat.

This ship is the smallest in the vicinity, less than two feet, and the small cabin can only accommodate two or three people. This kind of boat, called a canopy boat in Qingyundu, is a fishing boat for those poor fishermen.

When Guo Yang lived in a small fishing village, he helped the workers on this kind of boat every day.

A middle-aged man on the boat, with dark skin and a slight bronz, is a typical fisherman. There was also a little girl about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in light green clothes, who was a little shy when she saw the living, and turned to the bow of the boat and sat on her back.

"Hello uncle, when will your boat go out to fish?" Guo Yang stood at the bow of the boat, clenched his fists and asked the middle-aged man who was preparing the fishing net.

The man was obviously taken aback, because he had already seen Guo Yang wearing the clothes of a disciple of the outer sect of the King Taiwang Sect, for fear that he was here to find trouble. was already worried in his heart, Guo Yang suddenly spoke, very polite, but frightened the man.

It must be known that in the minds of ordinary people, the Taiwang faction is basically considered to be high-minded, ruthless and extremely domineering. To put it nicely, it is called domineering exposure, and if it is not good, it is basically a bully force.

Seeing the middle-aged man's reaction, Guo Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood a little.

He is also from the lowest level of society, and he knows all too much.

Guo Yang coughed a little embarrassedly, put on the kind of posture that the outer disciples of the King Taiwang Sect should have, and asked indifferently, "When will your boat go out to fish?"

The middle-aged man's expression was slightly more natural, and he said respectfully: "We go out every morning and come back in the evening." Does Childe need a villain to run errands?"

Guo Yang is actually not used to this feeling of being high at all, but forced by the identity situation, if he is too approachable, it may make the fisherman's heart tremble.

Therefore, he also put on his own posture, walked into the cabin without saying a word, and said indifferently: "Take your boat out for a walk." You're busy with your own, don't care about me. ”

The middle-aged man and the little girl sitting on the bow of the boat looked at each other, and they really couldn't guess what this uncle was going to do. But he didn't dare to ask, so he had to continue to bury his head in sorting out fishing nets and other things.

After about a cup of tea, the canopy boat slowly left the dock and headed for the river.

The sound of the water is howling and the breeze is blowing. The wind on the river had a slightly fishy smell, but Guo Yang thought it smelled good.

He sat in the cabin, took the book out of his arms, and began to read it slowly. He knew that this shipman would never dare to rush into the cabin, so he simply acted like a master.

After two hours, Guo Yang finally raised his head, stretched his waist, and slowly rubbed his forehead with his fingers, his face was full of confusion.

This "Congenital Mixed Yuan Gong" is only a thin eighteen pages, nine pages of text, plus nine pages of pictures in the back, and you can read it all in a short time.

But the more Guo Yang reads, the more he feels that this book is profound, often a sentence, a word, or even a word has to make him ponder for a long time before he can understand it.

After reading the book as a whole more than a dozen times, and then referring to the pictures in the back, Guo Yang preliminarily determined that the first nine pages of text were actually the text annotations of the next nine pictures. Looking at these words alone, Guo Yang basically didn't know what to do, what Baihui, Danti, Taiyin, and Shaoyang, he was dizzy and didn't say anything, and he didn't know what the book was talking about.

Guo Yang picked out the only picture he was familiar with, carefully compared it with the previous pages, found the text corresponding to it, and interpreted it word by word, so that he had a clue. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he cheered up and began to study again.

Suddenly, an hour passed quickly, Guo Yang raised his head, with a happy look in his eyes: "So that's the case." ”

Guo Yang closed his eyes and reviewed his comprehension twice, then slowly got up and walked out of the cabin.

As soon as he got out of the cabin, he suddenly realized that before he knew it, it was already afternoon. Looking at the middle-aged man and the little girl who were sitting on the bow of the boat drowsy, Guo Yang felt a little apologetic, and said in his heart: "It seems that it not only occupies other people's resting places, but also delays other people's lunch." Sins, sins, sins. ”

Guo Yang coughed lightly and said indifferently: "Boat family, lunch time has passed, do you have any fish? ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly got up and said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes, I got the light of my son, and I was lucky in the morning and caught a big carp of seven or eight catties." ”

Guo Yang nodded, walked to the bow of the boat alone, sat down, looked at the clouds and the sky, and continued to refer to "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong" in his mind. However, in the eyes of others, it seems to be just in a daze.

The middle-aged man and the little girl were busy for a while, and soon stewed the fish. The man walked out of the cabin, clasped his fists and said to Guo Yang, "Childe, the fish is stewed." ”

Guo Yang "hmm", got up and walked into the cabin. He wanted to call the father and daughter of this boat to come to dinner together, but after thinking about it, he held back. Seeing that he had a thin monkey-like figure, and that he had a piece of clothing from the outer disciples of the Taiwang Sect on the outside, he became an identity, Guo Yang shook his head self-deprecatingly.

The world is like this, even if Guo Yang wants to get along with people normally, he can't do it at all.

Once you figure it out, it's nothing. Guo Yang quickly pulled a big bowl of white rice, ate several large pieces of stewed carp, and drank two large bowls of fresh fish soup, then wiped his mouth, secretly funny, and said in his heart: "It looks like a dog, like a big person, it is estimated that others will leak air when they see our appearance." ”

After Guo Yang finished eating, he opened his mouth and called the fisherman's father and daughter into the cabin, and said: "You don't have to be restrained, I am borrowing your boat, you can be busy with whatever you should be busy, you can cook when you should cook, just when I am the air." Oh yes, you remember, you are not allowed to say anything about me to anyone. ”

The middle-aged man nodded yes again and again, and the little girl hooked her head and stood prettyly without making a sound.

After explaining, in order to avoid mutual embarrassment, Guo Yang gave an order and walked out of the cabin by himself, so as to make room for the fisherman's father and daughter to eat.

In the following month, Guo Yang hid in this small boat every day during the day to consult the "Congenital Mixed Yuan Gong", and quietly meditated and practiced at night.

Fortunately, Guo Yang still has hundreds of small cyan stones hidden in his arms, and he has to absorb the cool breath in the two small stones every day.

Guo Yang thought to himself, if he continues like this, in another two or three months, another layer of black dirt should seep out of his body.

He was now able to operate the breath in his body very easily, and as the days accumulated, this breath became more and more mellow, and it was already able to make Guo Yang feel a strong force. Although he had not tried it, he believed that now, if he wielded his blade, he could easily cut off a tree the thickness of a bowl.

Sometimes, he would think back to the scene when he killed someone. At first, he was a little frightened, but as time passed, this horror slowly faded. Later, every time Guo Yang thought of that incident, his heart was already undisturbed, and it seemed to be a very plain and natural past.

Guo Yang also reflected on his mentality, and always felt that something was wrong, but thought that if he hadn't killed the other party that time, maybe he and Zhang Xiaopang and the other four would have to die.

"No matter, I don't provoke anyone anyway. But if someone else wants to kill me, then I'll kill him first!" Guo Yang thought about it and was relieved.

In this month, Guo Yang went out early and returned late every day, and seemed to be very busy.

Similarly, Zhang Xiaopang, Li Xiaochun and Geng Danian are also very busy.

After experiencing the incident of being robbed last time, the three of them understand better than anyone else that their own strength is more important than anything else. In the process of collecting medicine in the future, they may have to face the same thing every day, and this sense of crisis forced the three of them to find a way to toss themselves day and night, and trained the martial arts movements that Wei Changzhi had taught them to be extremely proficient.

While the teenagers of the other medicine collection teams were on vacation comfortably in Qingyun Town, the combat effectiveness of Guo Yang's four-person team was rapidly improving.

Especially Li Xiaochun, as the designated protector of the group at that time, couldn't even bear a move, if it weren't for the thin monkey Guo Yang's fierce hand, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Every time he thought about it, the blacksmith's son felt guilty and secretly determined that he must practice martial arts well.

Soon, the one-month holiday arrived. The next round of tasks of the sect was promulgated again - set off in three days and entered the Yunwu Mountain to collect medicine for two months.

Not to mention that the other teenagers were busy preparing their blades, Guo Yang still went out early in the morning, slowly paced to Qingyundu, and stepped on the black canopy boat.

After spending the whole day on the boat, Guo Yang casually asked the names of the middle-aged man and the little girl, only to know that the man's name was Zheng Jingui, and the little girl was his daughter, called Zheng Hehua.

Guo Yanglin got off the boat, casually threw a tael of silver to Zheng Jingui, and clearly told him that this was the cost of his long-term charter of this boat. Zheng Jingui held the silver in both hands, and was suddenly so nervous that he couldn't do it, and even said "don't dare".

Presumably, the people of the Taiwang faction are used to being rampant and domineering, and suddenly a reasonable person appeared, which scared Zheng Jingui.

Guo Yang sighed in his heart and walked away without looking back.