The little girl was muttering about her cousin while looking at the secret book. The girl was so worried about gains and losses.

Changle quietly picked up a book on the hunting and watching the time he passed, and in a blink of an eye, he had been in Mantuo Villa for seven or eight days.

I have read all the martial arts secrets in the Langhuan Blessing Land. They are all yellow-level, and they are boring to see Changle. At the next stop, he plans to go to the Chanhe Village and have a discussion with Jiumozhi there.

There are also many martial arts secrets in the Huanshishui Pavilion in Shenhe Village. Changle also saw the Murong family's Shenhezhi here.

This fingering is really interesting.

During the period of time in the Huanshi Water Pavilion, the entire Chanhe Village was like a land of no one to him.

He had also seen Azhu and Abi, but what really interested him was a young man in the village.

Every night he would get up secretly and practice an extremely shallow boxing style. This kid is stupid, and he can't even practice a shallow boxing style.

Anyone who hears this is afraid that he wants to punch Changle twice.

This stupid and stupid boy either practices boxing or shed tears at the moon.

"Stop crying." Changle finally couldn't help but show up.

He suddenly appeared and scared the boy. When the boy saw Changle, he asked nervously, "Are you a god?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You practice boxing and crying every day. What exactly do you want to do?" Changle asked curiously.

"I, I..." The boy, I didn't know what to say for a long time.

"What a fool." Changle turned around and left unhappily.

"Oh!" The young man tapped his head lightly, looking very upset.

"What are you regretting?" Changle continued to appear.

"Are you a god? Can you bless my father, mother and brother to be born in a good life in the next life, so don't be so miserable." This time he said his thoughts without hesitation.

"I'm not a god." Changle said with a laugh.

"Ah? Well, then why did you sneak into here!" The boy realized now that he was so stupid.

"I'm here to wait for someone." Changle said with a smile.

He still looked at Changle with caution, and after thinking about it, he still said, "Your skill is so powerful, don't hurt the people in this village. We are all servants."

"Then can I hurt Murong Fu?" Changle asked with a smile.

He thought clumsyly for a long time and said, "Forget it, Sister Abi will be sad."

After saying that, he sat on the ground and held his face with his hands, looking at the moon in sorrow.

"There is no house for licking dogs!" Changle said with a smile and knocked on his head.

"You practice boxing, why do you still cry?" Changle asked looking at him.

He looked at Changle, obviously still a little worried about him.

"If I want to harm you, I can do it with my fingers." Changle said angrily.

"Oh, right, too." The boy scratched his head, "I want to take revenge!"

He said these four words with great force, "Oh, it's revenge again."

There are always countless revenge in this world.

When Changle heard that he was revenge again, he felt a little sigh, as if you were always killing me in this world, and I was killing you.

"What kind of revenge do you want to take?"

"The family's hatred! My parents and brothers are all killed by Liao Gou!"

The boy said as he bit his clothes tightly, and he held back and refused to let himself cry.

"Liao people? Then how did you come to Jiangnan?" Changle asked in confusion.

"I begged along the streets, and I fled back to the Song Dynasty from Jizhou." The boy now recalled the passing along the way, and his eyes turned red again. "My parents were originally cooking for them with the caravan, but they didn't expect to meet Liaogou. They robbed the caravan and killed everyone indiscriminately!

After I returned to the Song Dynasty, I asked for many sects, but they all thought that my qualifications were dull and they were unwilling to accept me. I wanted to try it at Shaolin Temple next stop, but after spending money, I worked in the Murong family for a short time."

It was the first time in a long time that someone was willing to listen to him so patiently, so he knew everything and said everything.

"Oh, if you have time, I'll go to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, too." Changle said seriously.

He put his finger on the boy's shoulder and tried his bones. He was really a martial arts scumbag who was never seen in a century!

His best way to avenge is to eat and drink well, live a hundred years old and finally end up killing the enemies who killed his whole family.

"If you want to take revenge and Mingye is still here, I will pass on your boxing skills." Changle looked at the boy and said, and he carefully touched the bones of the boy's body.

Changle wanted to create a set of boxing techniques for the boy based on his talent. This guy would probably have to find a sense of qi in his internal skills.

This set of boxing should be able to train internal strength from the outside to the inside.

Changle didn't sleep all night, and he recalled his martial arts. He removed the dross and retained the essence.

When the sun rises, Changle's boxing technique is also created. The system evaluates it as the yellow-level low-level one.

A young man never takes a lazy job. Although he is stupid, he is the most persistent.

So everyone in the mansion liked him very much. The boy finally had a rest after finishing his work and saw Abi carrying a bucket of water.

He ran over and grabbed the bucket. Abi said with a smile, "I finally had a rest, you can go and rest."

"I'm fine." The boy said with a grin. If Abi hadn't given him a bowl of water to drink in a coma, he would have died long ago.

He was very much looking forward to Changle's passing on his boxing skills. He planned to keep his energy to learn boxing tonight, but how could Sister Abi not help if she had something to do?

After picking up the last dozen buckets of water, he was exhausted and half dead.

Abi wiped his sweat with some distress, and the boy's face turned red like an apple.

At night, I looked at the panting boy.

Changle said angrily, "What have you done during the day?"

"I..." After he explained clumsyly, Changle also laughed.

The boy was pretty good-hearted. He suddenly fell to his knees and took out a small package from his arms.

It was a century-old ginseng inside. He was hungry and had no money along the way. He never thought of buying it because it was the last thing his parents left him.

Now he is willing to give the old ginseng to Changle. His mother told him that if a person treats himself well, he must keep it in his heart and not always talk about it.

"I won't accept disciples." Changle saw an old ginseng that had been close to his body, and then said to him, "I have received your wishes, so I don't want this old ginseng."

He still knelt on the spot without saying anything, and he didn't want to get up. He stubbornly organized his words for a long time, saying, "I know my qualifications and dare not expect you to accept me as your disciple. This old ginseng is the most valuable thing in me. I give you the hope that you will learn your boxing skills and learn it upright.
Chapter completed!