Chapter Eighty-Five: Saving a Person's Life is Better than Creating a Floating Massacre

"Shaoxia, the water has been beaten and put it at the door for you. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Granny Meng knocked lightly on the door outside the house. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he thought that Min Tian had fainted again, and was about to open the door in a hurry, when suddenly Min Tian opened the door suddenly, and Granny Meng fell into Min Tian's arms, and Min Tian laughed: "Granny Meng, are you okay!" The young man's face flushed, and the shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth floated on the fleshy little face, how to say that he was also a white young man, but he was so stubborn. Granny Meng pushed Min Tian away, picked up the wooden staff on the ground, and used the wooden staff to knock on the floor and severely reprimanded: "Your senior brother is not here for a few days, have you made progress? Seeing that Mintian still knew the truth of right and wrong, Granny Meng didn't blame her anymore, turned around and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Mintian: "Mother-in-law come to my house? I won't use it. Min Tian lowered his head, and his voice became quieter and quieter. Granny Meng shook her head helplessly, laughed out loud, and carried a wooden staff in one hand and a small wooden bucket full of water in the other into the Heavenly House.

Min Tian put the jet-black steel knife on the table, and the cold air caused chills in people's backs. Granny Meng glanced at the heavy knife on the table and asked casually, "For the sake of Shaoxia, don't you stand the knife at the door?" Min Tian embarrassedly put her hand on the back of her head and said: "This knife means a lot to me, it was passed on to me by my master, and it is said that it was used by a famous swordsman a long time ago, and I don't know what happened later." But I've always regarded it as a treasure, and I sometimes hold it when I sleep. Granny Meng smiled and said, "What else do you have such a precious thing?" said as she poured the water from the bucket into the big wooden bucket. Seeing that the wooden barrel was very big, and he didn't know how many times he would have to be busy pouring it back and forth, he got up and said to Granny Meng: "Why don't I go to the clear spring in the back mountain to wash it, this thing is not available in our snow mountain." My brother and I have liked to play in the jade spring of the snow-capped mountains since we were children, and the water is at room temperature all year round, and sometimes I can fall asleep when I lie in it. Seeing that Compassion was as innocent as a child, Granny Meng smiled at the corners of her mouth: "It's okay, the old man will follow you to the back mountain, otherwise you will get lost." I'll fill up the water here, and when the girl wakes up, she can wash in your house. Min Tian put the steel knife behind his back, held the large wooden barrel in one hand, and held the edge of the wooden barrel with the palm of the other hand to hold the heavy object above his head, opened the door and walked down.

The little old man who was detoxifying Wushuang and Le Lai in the inner room of the cottage saw this scene, and shouted in panic: "I have such a wooden basin, don't you dare to break it for me!" Min Tian smiled confidently, and threw the wooden bucket to the ground with a 'bang', and the little old man hurriedly ran out and lay on the ground to look around: "This is what I bought from Chang'an City, and the donkey coachman alone asked for my usual copper coin!" The little old man angrily pointed at Min Tian's nose and scolded: "Since you came, none of these objects in my house are good, and they are all demolished by your gang." With that, he angrily went back to the inner hall. Min Tian walked to the edge of the well, luck to the dantian, and then pushed the wellhead with both palms, the water in the well gushed out like a water column, Min Tian turned his wrist, the water column actually went in the direction of his luck, and all his brains flowed into this big wooden barrel. Granny Meng and the little old man, who were standing at the door of the inner room of the cottage, were dumbfounded. Granny Meng asked, "Shaoxia, this kung fu is not good. Min Tian patted his chest and said, "That's nature, this is the martial arts that the master has never taught my senior brother." The little old man learned to look like Min Tian and gestured: "Little doll! What a powerful palm power, what is the name of your move just now?" Min Tian grabbed his hair and said, "It should be called Long Xiang Jiutian." ”

Granny Meng urged on the side: "Shaoxia, hurry up and bring the barrel, let's go to the clear spring in the back mountain." Min Tian stepped on the wooden shelf for drying herbs, held a heavy wooden barrel in his hand, and suddenly leaped to the second floor, put the wooden barrel into the door, and followed Granny Meng to the back mountain.

When I arrived at the back mountain and saw the clear spring, Granny Meng turned her body around, Min Tian didn't say a word and didn't know how shy she took off her clothes at once, and a fierce man plunged into this clear spring, he naughtily splashed the spring water on Granny Meng, and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law, this spring is so warm, and it is similar to my snow mountain." Just help me take care of my steel knife!" Granny Meng picked up the jet-black steel knife at her feet and put it on her lap, and suddenly found that there were nine small holes in the handle of the steel knife, so she asked curiously: "Shaoxia, why are there nine uneven holes in the handle of your knife?" Granny Meng looked at this not like an ordinary steel knife, and the people who used this steel knife were very accessible. These nine are large, and there must be some mystery in this distribution order. He took the conversation and didn't ask any more questions, threw his clothes on the big stone and said, "We should go back! Min Tian hummed a little song, jumped up and put his clothes on. Before her hair dried, she rubbed it on Granny Meng: "Let's go, let's go home!" A trace of warmth and shyness flashed in Granny Meng's eyes, but where can you see the child's big heart.

Back in the Materia Medica, Wushuang and Le Lai had both woken up. Wushuang wiped his hair and walked out of Min Tian's room, and Min Tian smiled blankly: "I didn't expect Sister Wushuang to be so beautiful." Wushuang glared at him fiercely, and stepped on Min Tian's newly changed silver shoes: "Have you talked to Bengong like this?" Min Tian stretched out his fist and was about to fight, but Wushuang didn't dodge at all, but got closer: "You are willing to beat me such a beautiful woman!" Min Tian snorted and muttered to himself: "How is this Wushuang sister not the same as before." I only heard Granny Meng's voice downstairs: "Come down and drink rice porridge!"

It was getting dark, and in front of the wooden table, five people sat together. The little old man saw that Min Tian was about to take the white steamed bun on the table, so he picked up the chopsticks on the table and knocked on the back of his dark hand: "You little doll, you didn't wait for the big guy to eat, but you were positive." Le Lai clutched his chest, grinned and said, "I just happened to be sick, and I haven't asked for the name of this little brother yet." Min Tian clasped his fists and said, "In Xia Min Tian!" "Oh, you are the junior brother of Feng Chen?" Le Lai then asked. Angel of Mercy nodded vigorously, salivating at the food on the table. Le Lai continued: "Your senior brother is really a hero who values love and righteousness, and he successfully escaped from danger when he met Qibeile along the way. You also make it easy for him to find along the way, and next time you don't dare to run away from playing. Min Tian casually agreed: "Yes, yes." Le Lai turned around and knelt on the ground to face the little old man: "Thank you for the divine doctor's life-saving grace!" Le Lai must remember it. The little old man stroked his mustache and said, "You are dressed like a Mongolian, but you look like a person from the Central Plains martial arts." Who the hell are you?" Le Lai replied with a smile: "The divine doctor doesn't know, my parents are both farmers on the shore of Weishui Lake, but the pity of the Ming Dynasty and the foreign war a few years ago, but innocently affected our village. My parents lost their lives in the fighting, and my brother and I were separated. I was taken to Mongolia by the Great Khan of Mahamu, but I never forgot who I was, and I entered Beijing this time so that the Nine Clouds would not fall into the hands of foreigners. The divine doctor suddenly relieved, raised the teacup on the table and said, "Then my old man of Materia Medica will give this hero a cup, and let's replace the wine with tea." "Okay!" Le Lai said. The two drank a cup of hot tea first, and continued to look at the dishes on the table with sleepy eyes.

"I wonder where the strong man is going next?" the old man of Materia Medica then asked. Le Lai thought for a while, glanced at Wushuang, and said, "Send Concubine Shu to Emperor Ming, complete my mission, and then go to the mouth of the tiger to find the Nine Clouds Map." The old man of the herb suddenly became interested: "The Nine Cloud Map?" is the Nine Cloud Map that is rumored to have the true dragon spirit of the king in the rivers and lakes?" Le Lai raised the teacup, looked at the tea leaves in the cup and said: "Exactly! But the mage next to Prince Mahamu said that it was made of nine stone walls, although it was fake, but this fake Nine Cloud Map has been released, which will inevitably cause bloody storms and rain on the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many Jianghu guests will lose their lives because of this thing." Materia Medica's eyes lit up and asked, "Have you ever seen the real Nine Clouds Map?" Le Lai whispered, "Once overheard the mage talking to the prince, saying that it was a map of nine kraft papers. Wushuang slapped the table and shouted, "You're not hungry! Hongu is hungry! I want to eat now!" Min Tian secretly gave a thumbs up to the side, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Po got up and brought the vegetable soup up, and said tactfully: "Everyone is hungry, talk while eating." Le Lai was already a smart person, and he didn't want to make this temperamental concubine angry, nor did he want the little brother of Mintian to go hungry, so he stopped: "Eat first! The little old man was not idle in his mouth, and he was talking while eating, and the people around him were all yes.

After the meal was full, the little old man followed behind Le Lai and said, "I don't know when the hero will leave?" Le Lai lowered his head and calculated: "Tomorrow! Otherwise, I won't be able to catch up with Qibeile and them, and my brother is still in his hands." When Brother Fengchen comes back, you can help me tell him that I have gone to Weiyang Palace three miles outside Chang'an City as a guest. After saying that, he thanked the little old man and turned around and went back to the room. At this time, only the little old man and Granny Meng who were washing dishes in the kitchen were left in the empty courtyard, and the little old man walked up to Granny Meng and asked softly, "Meng'er, do you still want to follow that stupid boy to Chang'an City?" Granny Meng nodded and remained silent. The little old man put the small green card in his arms on the kitchen case, turned around and walked to the door, and said, "Take care all the way, you must come back today in five years." The corners of Granny Meng's mouth twitched: "Daddy, my daughter is sorry for you." The little old man walked away without looking back. Before the little old man returned to the room, suddenly a dark shadow flashed in front of him, he took a closer look and turned out to be a chess saint, so he quickly dragged him into the room, and carefully closed the door and sat down: "Why are you here?" The chess saint still looks like a sage, wearing a black gauze thin coat and a black gauze bundle of hair: "Brother, now that the rivers and lakes are about to start competing for the Nine Clouds Atlas again, it's time for us to make a move." The little old man sighed and said, "I don't have that much ambition, I just want to treat and save people in my cottage, and leave the rivers and lakes to their young people." The 'chess maniac' grabbed Li Bencao's shirt and gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for this Nine Cloud Map, you and I would still be able to fall into such a field? You and I would still be so downtrodden that my wife was separated? "Okay, you don't go, I'll go and get the Nine Clouds Atlas myself!" After the chess master finished speaking, he angrily slammed the door and left, and when he was woken up by this loud noise, when he pushed open the door and looked again, he found that the little old man had tears on his face.