Immortality: Starting from practicing Zombie and Taming Ghosts in Yizhuang...

Chapter 117 Datong Village [Brothers, Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day! 】

After entering the village, a few people understood the situation and why it had become like this all the way.

A group of forces called Xieyue Valley emerged nearby. Those people specialized in arresting children and women in the village. Once captured, they were destined to never come back. Moreover, those people did not only arrest people, but also Massacre the village!

"Little boy, you don't know how ferocious those gangsters are."

"Every village that these gangsters pass by will suffer disaster. We in Datong Village are also lucky and have escaped the previous disasters."

"Inhumane."

Lao Cunzi walked ahead and shook his head and sighed.

While talking, the old village chief took a few people to an abandoned house to rest temporarily. On the way, he briefly talked to a few people about the situation here and asked them to leave here as soon as possible.

"Don't the government officials care?"

After hearing this, Lu Nansheng felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart and asked.

The old village chief shook his head, "There's still a war going on here, the government officials have already evacuated, and no one is in charge of our villages anymore."

"You haven't eaten yet. I'll have some delivered to you later. After eating, you can rest for the night and leave quickly."

Li Yuan, who had the Qiluo Zheng and Qin spirit seeds in his body, could tell that the old man's words were truly good for them and wanted them to leave this dangerous area quickly.

After the old village chief left, Yue Qiu stood up again and looked outside and said melancholy.

"In a war between two big countries, the people at the bottom will always be the most affected."

"Oh, do you still care about these things?" Li Yuan lay on a dilapidated wooden bed, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip from the cow. This stuff tastes good. Li Yuan fell in love with it the first time he took a sip. He did.

"Actually, what I haven't told you is that my father is actually a city guard in the Xiling Kingdom. He has always been concerned about the country and the people. Over time, my ears and eyes have exaggerated my feelings."

"However, the family and the country were not prosperous. My father was devoted to the people, but he found someone to frame him. I ended up living in a foreign country. But my mother was different. She was a chivalrous woman."

After Li Yuan took a sip of wine, he turned around and said helplessly.

"The Legend of Blue Sky and White Sun, I also heard the author said that the story is good, but the protagonist in it is too pedantic and can't change."

After a while, the village asked a young man to bring two bowls of hot white porridge and two white flour steamed buns.

The boy is about ten years old, with a tough head and a strong body. Perhaps because of the remoteness of the mountain village, the boy is not as smart as the boys in the city but is more innocent.

"Uncle, sister, brother, this is the porridge and steamed buns given to you by the village chief."

"Thank you. What's your little brother's name? How old is he?" Yue Qiu turned over, stood up and came to the child, pinched his cheek and smiled.

"My name is Xiaohu."

"Xiaohu, do you have someone you love? Let me tell you, be careful with women. Women in the city will eat children."

"Especially for someone as old as you. My sister usually eats two or three at a meal."

"Hey, let me see my little chubby arms and legs."

The more Yue Qiu talked, the more she spoke, and the way she bared her teeth and claws really scared Xiaohu. Xiaohu suppressed his fear and put down the meal, but politely said goodbye to his sister before running away. There were even tears in his eyes when he left.

When Yue Qiu saw this, she laughed heartlessly at Xiao Hu's appearance. Then she picked up the porridge and drank it. Lu Nansheng and Lu Ji looked on with surprise.

"Huh? Why don't you eat it? Give it to me!"

As Yue Qiu spoke, she was about to grab the steamed bun in Lu Nansheng's hand, but suddenly a big bull's head appeared and pushed Yue Qiu aside. Then as soon as the flexible tongue passed by, the steamed bun in Lu Nansheng's hand disappeared.

Qiniu looked down at Yueqiu with copper bell-like eyes, and then chewed the white steamed buns beautifully. Yueqiu was so angry that she pinched her waist and stamped her feet.At night, Li Yuan, who was resting, suddenly heard two hoots and walked out of the hut.

In an open space not far from the house, a teenage boy was holding a stick in his hand and waving it pantingly. When he looked carefully, it was the little tiger who had just delivered food to them.

Li Yuan didn't need to ask any more questions. Just by hearing the chaotic wind of the stick, he knew that Xiaohu was just playing around.

"Uncle, it's very cold here at night, why are you here?"

Xiaohu's face turned red from the cold wind, but he still waved the wooden stick in his hand very seriously, like a hard-working knight.

"Can't wait any longer, come out for a walk." Li Yuan said with a smile, "Then what are you doing?"

"I am practicing. Only by becoming a warrior can I have a way out and take my mother to see a doctor in a big city. After I cure my mother, I want to join the army to make those who bully us look good."

Xiaohu responded to Li Yuan while continuing to repeat the previous gesture and waving the wooden stick in his hand.

Li Yuan couldn't help but find it a bit funny, although a bit immoral.

"Who taught you this stick technique?"

Li Yuan asked.

"I learned it from Uncle Sun Li. Uncle Sun Li is the most powerful person in our village. He is a warrior."

"It's just that I'm stupid. It's obviously the same stick as Uncle Sun Li, but I just can't be like Uncle Sun Li."

"Whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh~"

The young man never stopped moving, over and over again.

Li Yuan listened to the sound of the stick, and the trajectory of the boy's swing gradually appeared in his mind.

"That's not right."

"Put your right hand down and half hold the left hand. When turning the stick, use your elbow to gently move the stick body from left to right. Try this again."

After hearing Li Yuan's words, Xiaohu gave it a try with hesitation.

The first time he didn't succeed, but after trying a few more times, the boy seemed to have found the feeling. When he pushed down the stick, a loud sound of strong wind appeared. If the force was used properly, it could kill an adult man with one stick.

"I am this"

After feeling this technique, the young man felt as if he had discovered a new world and kept trying.

"Uncle, look, you can't see it, then listen, are you listening to me? I, I, I, can you give me some other tricks?"

Xiaohu looked at Li Yuan with even more admiration.

"Haha."

Li Yuan chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "You don't have to do this. In fact, even if I don't tell you, you will be able to find out after practicing like this for more than a month."

This is the concept of having a master and not having a master. Just a casual word from a good teacher can save you more than a month of fumbling.

"But uncle, I..."

Xiaohu wanted to say something more, but Li Yuan had already turned around and returned to the house to leave.

Xiaohu did not chase Li Yuan. When he saw Li Yuan leaving, he said goodbye to Li Yuan very politely, and then continued to wave the long stick on the spot.

(End of this chapter)