Chapter Seventy-Nine: Zheng Xuan's Life Experience

Zheng Xuan kept shoveling soil along the edge of the forest, panting tired, but very happy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Big brother, why do you let such a young child work, but you stand by and watch?" Lan Feng really couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Fan Chen.

"This is how I train my apprentices, fifth brother, you don't care!" Fan Chen's face was expressionless at this time, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.

Zheng Xuan also stopped, freed his dirty hands, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Uncle Qiu, thank you for your concern for Zheng Xuan, I understand your intentions, but Master is also for my good! ”

Lan Feng looked at Zheng Xuanhua's cat-like face, a little guilty. How could I have that kind of thought just now, such an innocent child, I would fantasize about him killing someone, alas, sin.

He was in a daze, Fan Chen walked up to him, gave him a look, and motioned for him to go with him.

Lan Feng followed Fan Chen and walked aside, there were too many beasts in the forest, and for Zheng Xuan's safety, they didn't dare to go far.

Lan Feng stared at Fan Chen suspiciously, waiting for him to speak.

Fan Chen looked at the apprentice who was seriously shoveling the soil not far away, changed his previous casual posture, his face was full of sadness, and said: "Fifth brother, in my life, I am free and easy, I feel that being a master is asking for trouble, and I have never thought of accepting apprentices. However, in the end, he accepted Zheng Xuan's apprentice. ”

"Huh, is it because he is gifted and intelligent?" Lan Feng became interested.

Fan Chen shook his head and said sadly: "This child actually has a very miserable background. His family was killed. ”

This sentence really shocked Lan Feng, he turned his head to look at Zheng Xuan's petite figure sweating like rain, and frowned: "Then why doesn't he have a sad look when he looks at him, is he not ...... at all?" Don't know?"

Fan Chen nodded and said, "I asked around about your whereabouts, and I passed by a village. It was noon, although the village was not large, but there was no sound at all, and there was a strong smell of blood. I thought it was a little strange and wanted to go in and have a look.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the entrance of the village, I found two or three male corpses lying on the ground. Walking further in, I found that there was no one alive in the whole village, I don't know who it was, it was so cruel, the people in the entire village were either gouged out their eyes or their arms were cut off, and no one kept the whole corpse ......" Speaking of this, Fan Chen sighed deeply.

Lan Feng's eyes widened as he made up the scene at that time, and muttered to himself, "How much hatred this village has with whom." ”

"I thought the same thing at the time, but after searching in the village for a long time, I couldn't find a clue, so I had no choice but to leave. As I walked on the path outside the village, thinking about what I had just seen, my heart felt like I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. That's it...... About a mile from the entrance of the village, I saw a teenager. ”

Fan Chen sighed lightly, his face undiminished, and continued: "This young man looks like he is about eight or nine years old, squatting next to a pile of sand and stones on the side of the road, carefully selecting stones of various shapes. My first impression of him was that his head was very large and round, and he looked like a manufacturable material.

Out of curiosity, I walked up to the boy and asked, 'Boy, what are you doing?' The boy seemed to have been too careful before, and he didn't notice me, and was startled by my question. He raised his round head, looked at me in surprise, and didn't speak. Seeing the childish eyes of this kid, I was also interested, and I wanted to scare him, so I asked with a cruel smile: 'Little one, do you know who I am?'

The young man came to his senses and continued to bow his head and play with the stones, I saw that he didn't speak, thinking that he was mute, and was trying to communicate with him in another way, when the young man suddenly spoke, and said leisurely: "I am not interested in who you are, even if you are the king of heaven, what does it have to do with me?"

I was actually asked, this sentence is not like what this yellow-mouthed child can say at all, so I immediately coughed dryly, and said in a deep voice: 'Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?' The young man lowered his head and laughed, his voice was deeper than mine: 'Do you want to make two moves with me?' I am not easy to bully, do you know who my master is?' I was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: 'Then tell me who your master is, and I will see if I can beat him?'

'My Master is...... Heaven and earth, hehe, have you been deceived by me? It seems that you have nothing to fear, you can't even see that I am an ordinary child who is powerless. Instead of being angry, I felt that the boy was very clever, and asked again: 'Where are you from?' Who are your parents?'

'Why should I tell you?' the boy pursed his lips, put his carefully selected stone into a cloth bag, got up and clapped his hands, and prepared to leave. I saw that he was walking in the same direction as the village just now, so I immediately stopped him and asked, 'Are you from that village?'