I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 28

During the past seven days, he had been carefully cared for and recuperated by Xiu Niang, so he had to recuperate at home. He even stopped doing the internal exercises and studied quietly during the day to prepare for the exam.

Only in dreams at night will they fight again, harboring the true meaning of killing.

On the morning of the eighth day, Xiuniang and Yingning carefully inspected Song Boyu's back. The new flesh had grown, the new skin was slightly white, and there were no other problems.

Xiu Niang's nose twitched slightly and she smiled happily: "Brother, Sister Shu Min's three drops of medicine are so powerful! From the outside, there is almost no problem. How do you feel?"

Song Boyu moved the fascial bones of his body and made a crackling sound: "Except for the fact that my body feels rusty after seven days of inactivity, everything else is fine! I'm going to have a big meal now, and then practice some meditation exercises."

Xiuniang and Yingning were very happy when they heard this. Yingning clapped her little hands and said, "I, I, I, I will make a fire!"

Xiu Niang directly took out a lot of copper coins, stuffed them into her robe, and ran out in a hurry: "I will go to the vegetable market, cut two pig hind legs and a whole pig head, and then go to the medicine shop to buy some tonic herbs and make a stew for you. Pig medicated diet!”

Song Boyu hurriedly smiled and followed him: "I'll go with you. You may not be able to distinguish some medicinal materials."

The three of them were busy for almost an hour and a half, and finally finished stewing a large pot of pork that was full of fragrance, and ate it directly in the yard.

Although it was not as good as the martial arts banquet at Cuiyu Pavilion, Song Boyu felt that it was more delicious this way. While eating, he was running the Jingzhuang Kung Fu, with traces of life essence surging, and the wandering essence slowly solidifying, as if Another mass of essence will be split.

This is a hard work, even though Song Boyu has the inner vision and full vision assistance, and the dream deduction and correction, it can't be done overnight.

The thought naturally popped up in his mind: "It is estimated that by the end of this month, another ball of essence will be released to warm and nourish an organ."

"Boom boom boom!"

Just as the three of them were happily enjoying the food, there was a rhythmic knock on the door of the yard. Xiu Niang quickly swallowed the pulpy pig skin stewed in her mouth, wiped her hands on the rag, stood up and walked to the door: "Who is it? ?”

A strange and old voice came from outside the door: "I am the neighbor on the left who just moved in. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, so I came here to bother you."

Xiu Niang slowly opened the door and saw a medium-sized, rather thin old man standing outside the door. He was wearing an old, clean blue linen gown, with white hair and chicken skin, and a kind expression.

Xiu Niang bowed to the old man and said, "Old man, please come in. What should I call you?"

The old man held a basket of fresh persimmons and green apples in his hand and said kindly to Xiu Niang: "My name is Wu Yan. I am from Xiaguan Township, Linyi County. I am a puppeteer who performs puppet shows to make ends meet."

As he spoke, he stared at Song Boyu with a complicated expression.

Song Boyu exited the cultivation state at this time. Seeing the old man's expression and hearing about his ancestral home, he felt a little close to him. He stood up and said with a smile:

"Old man, I didn't expect that we are from the same hometown. Have you eaten yet? We are destined to be neighbors, so why not have a casual meal together."

"How can you be so embarrassed? How can you be so embarrassed..."

The old man Wu Yan declined a few words, then sat down to eat with the three of them, sharing the apples and persimmons with everyone. The old man had been to Silizhou, Yuzhou, Yongzhou, and Hebei, and was well-informed. He talked a lot about the customs of various places. Human connections and wonderful stories made the guest and host happy for a while.

After he had eaten and drank enough, he told the three of them to wait a while, and after a while he hurried over and presented them with three palm-sized puppets.

"I'm really bothering you today. I ate a big bowl of pork soup for nothing. These three puppets are given to you three good children as a thank you. I usually set up a stall near Yongqiao on Zhengjiao Street to perform puppet shows. If you have time, you can come and see."

After the old man Wu Yan left, Song Boyu carefully looked at the puppet in his hand. The puppet had a fragrance of trees, with fine patterns and bright colors, making it look very delicate.

The three puppets have the same posture, with their hands in front of them, as if they are resisting something.

A thin string is tied to the top of the puppet's head, which can be used as a pendant to hang around the waist.

Song Boyu casually stuffed the puppet into his trouser pocket, looked at the innocent smiles of his two sisters and said, "I haven't taken you out to play for so long. It's better to choose a different day. Let's take a rest and go shopping near Yongqiao in the afternoon."

"Really? I want to play in Zhengjiao Street until night, and I want to watch the lanterns!"

Su Yingning raised her hands high, her big eyes flashing with hope, and said loudly.

"I heard that people often put lotus lanterns on the Xunhe River in front of Zhengjiao Street to worship the deceased relatives, let them enjoy blessings in the underworld, and protect the living relatives. It is very effective."

At this time, Xiu Niang talked about the rumors she heard when she was an apprentice in a clothing store, and looked at the main hall of the brick house.

Song Boyu nodded and said: "Then let's go to Zhengjiao Street in the afternoon, have dinner at Cuiyu Building in the evening, and enjoy the lanterns and lotus lanterns!"

"Ah! Just bring some dry food with you. Jade Tower is too expensive, no way!"

Xiu Niang put her hands on her hips and shook her head vigorously to express her rejection.

In the end, Xiu Niang still couldn't defeat Song Boyu, and was persuaded by Song Boyu's reason for taking the martial arts banquet to find a breakthrough, and reluctantly walked into the magnificent Jade Tower.

All three of them were wearing clothes made of wrought cloth, so they didn't look too shabby here. Song Boyu was familiar with the road, so he found a table in the lobby and sat down to order food.

Because we were eating at home, we couldn’t go to the private room and spend extra money, and the dishes we ordered were relatively high-quality and reasonably priced.

Even so, Xiuniang and Yingning were secretly speechless and very restrained.

In the center of the lobby, a group of women were performing a dance, with string, bamboo, harp, and pipa playing on the side, which fascinated the two girls.

Yingning bit her thumb and whispered, "This place is like a fairyland on earth, but it's not like we can come here often."

Xiu Niang nodded and said: "They are all from wealthy families, and they wear silk and brocade. Brother, let's go to other houses in the future."

Song Boyu smiled and said in a low voice: "The top floor here is a real banquet place for immortal masters. The martial arts banquet dishes are even more unique. You can eat with confidence and boldness. Who says we can't come here more often in the future? We must be kind to my brother. confidence!"

This time, the meal was quite peaceful. Song Boyu did not make any breakthroughs on the spot, nor did he encounter any trouble like Mei Song.

After the three of them finished eating, they admired the lanterns in the moonlight, guessed lantern riddles, watched juggling, and ate candy. Unknowingly, they arrived near Yongqiao and saw Mr. Wu performing a puppet show.

The so-called puppet show is actually somewhat similar to the shadow play that Song Boyu saw in his previous life. Uncle Wu's ventriloquism was excellent and he simulated various sounds so vividly that many people stopped to watch.

Song Boyu and the others did not come forward to disturb them. They watched the story from a distance and left silently.

"Old Man Wu's story of searching for immortals is very exciting, but I don't like scholars yet. He abandoned his wife and daughter and left home to seek Taoism. How can orphans and widowed mothers live!"

The three of them walked to the middle of Yongqiao. Xiu Niang frowned and whispered.

Ying Ning seemed to be thinking of her own life experience. She clutched the ring sewn into her clothes and bit her lower lip without saying anything.

Song Boyu had no choice but to change the subject and point downward: "Look, it's a lotus lantern! There are at least hundreds of them. They are so beautiful."

(End of this chapter)