After the decomposition and devouring of the cool alien power, the psychedelic drugs had undergone a qualitative change. Although Mu Qingshan would not lose his rational thinking, the pleasure of sacred snakes was strengthened a hundred times. This qualitative change bacteria lurked in his body for a long time. In order to escape the decomposition of the cool alien power, they only emerged occasionally, but it was enough to make Mu Qingshan's whole body convulse and foam in his mouth.

Due to the first lesions and no signs, Mu Qingshan quickly fainted from pain. When he woke up again, the moon was getting higher and the frogs were roaring. Looking back at the red sun, it had gradually fallen, and only a touch of red glow shone on a pale face, Xiao Ran was silent.

This young man who had been through hardships slowly walked up the ridge of the field and draped a touch of sunset behind him. He became an eternal silhouette.

Liu Funong picked up the crude earthen cup, filled himself with a glass of freshly brewed spirits, took a small sip with great flavor, and then smacked his mouth with endless aftertaste. He suddenly realized that he was still happy, and life should be tasted in small sips, and next year should be better.

Thirty years ago, I was a half-aged boy without a father or mother, but today it was different. My gentle wife was cooking today's dinner with dried rice. The red fire reflected the young and gentle oval face. It was pleasing to the eyes. Xiaohu is already in the sixth grade of elementary school this year. I heard from my husband that his grades were not bad. Next year, even if the boy was admitted to a better junior high school, he would immediately sell all the melons and vegetables in this area, which should be enough for the boy to pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees.

Speaking of this sweet potato field, Liu Funong was really proud. He used his sharp strength and a little ink in his belly to buy dozens of acres of melon fields, purchase new varieties, and plant greenhouses scientifically... In just one year, he built a new house next to the melon field and casually added a mistress to the house. This proud thing made him wake up laughing several times in his dreams.

With a chirping sound, the thick mahogany door was pushed open heavily. A half-old man with a dark face and a tall figure jumped in. He dragged a cucumber taller than him in his hand and said at the top of his voice: "Dad. This melon is already ripe. I'm afraid that the insects will get lost. So I picked it off first, haha. I'm so powerful!

This cucumber is taller than me!”

What's more fulfilling than watching your growing child? But your seeds!

Liu Funong nodded with satisfaction, moved a boss's empty seat on the kang, and smiled and said, "Xiaohu, put down the melon and have a few drinks with you."

Xiaohu handed the cucumber to his mother who had walked over, and immediately rubbed onto the kang. He put his little face in front of his father and said in a discussion tone: "Dad, I'll discuss something with you."

Liu Funong glared at his eyes and said, "What's the matter? You kid won't read a good book for me tonight. I will break your legs and I will know that you will follow those wild kids and jump around every day. We are just like people. How can we get involved with those bad guys?"

Liu Funong was about to draw the boundary line of the portal in front of his son, but when he looked up accidentally, he saw his wife's gaze shot over. He was quite angry. This look scared his chin almost fell off. He quickly stammered for a few words and then had a meal.

"Dad, where are you thinking? I just want to borrow your newly bought land air gun to use. When I came back today, I found traces left by the yellow chewy, and some fruits and fruits were inexplicably missing."

Liu Funong understood everything when he heard this. It turned out that this guy was looking for excuses to shoot him. This guy has always liked this thing. He would have known that he wouldn't buy it. It's really my kindness. He likes everything like the land like me! Why didn't he see this guy asking me for a book or something?

When talking about the study of the baby, his wife should be a united front with him. Liu Funong raised his tone and said, "What are you talking about? I never had that thing in the melon field, why did it suddenly come? I'll give me a meal, and I'll urge you to recite the letter to me in the evening."

Xiaohu wanted to say something else, but looking at his father's cow eyes, his eyes were better than copper bells, and his fists were like meteors. He was so scared that he swallowed all the words below. To be honest, when he passed by the melon shed this afternoon, he did find signs of animals, otherwise he would not have opened this mouth. Of course, what should he do after getting the air gun, that's another matter.

The young man was always curious about all unknown things. After taking a few bites of the meal, he saw that it was still early. He went into the house and found a rosewood stick to go out for inspection. Maybe he could still come back with wild game or something.

With a half-meter pear stick in his hand, Xiaohu set out with great enthusiasm. With the familiarity of the terrain, he had already crossed the grape trellis and watermelon garden and arrived at the garden of special green peppers.

The young man's eyes were so bright that in a moment, he had already discovered that under the thick melon rack, a large leaf was shaking, and something seemed to be hidden there.

"Now there is wild game for my dad. Maybe that old guy is happy and it would be nice to lend me the air gun to play for two days!"

Xiaohu was secretly happy and quietly walked around the wooden frame, swung the wooden stick and beat it headlessly, shouting endlessly, and raising his courage before starting.

Roar! A man's voice sounded, and in Xiaohu's wide eyes, a large leaf began to move, and then from the gap between the leaves, he saw an eye belonging to humans.

"Ah!" Xiaohu just let out a shocking scream. Suddenly, a green pepper as big as a fist rolled to his feet and touched his calf arm.

"Ah! You...

It's... a person, you are a thief, you actually stole my food and I beat you to death."

After seeing clearly that the monster in front of him belonged to humans, the barbaric energy in the countryside was stimulated. With a strong courage, the wooden stick in his hand covered it with headless mind.

This monster is Mu Qingshan. Five days have passed and he has been hiding in this yard. He has been living by gnawing some raw melons and fruits. The broken clothes on his body are already nothing. So he simply pulled some melon vines and hung them on his body, covering some important parts. This is also the reason why Xiaohu would move when he saw the leaves.

In the past few days, I have suffered a lot of pain. The old injuries on my body have finally healed. It is obvious that the strange disease that seems to be crazy in my head has left Mu Qingshan helpless. Fortunately, the number of diseases has decreased and it has been calm for the past two days. I don’t know if it has been cured.

Mu Qingshan was weak and felt a little guilty. In the blink of an eye, he had already been hit by a dozen sticks in his body amid the angry shouts of the rural child. Even though the child did not have much strength, Mu Qingshan was a disabled body and could bear a few sticks. In a helpless manner, he could barely suppress the stick that the child waved over. He said in a deep voice: "Little brother, I don't want to steal your things. What I owe you today will definitely pay back in the future."

How willing Xiaohu was to believe, he pulled the wooden stick hard and said angrily: "Don't think I'm easy to coax at a young age. I'm very capable! Let go, otherwise I will kill you, the stinky thief."

Mu Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Don't be busy hitting me first. I'll show you some tricks to prove that I didn't eat your fruits and melons in vain."

Xiaohu's head shook like a rattle. At this time, Mu Qingshan moved. His right hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed a protruding tiny melon vine beside him. The extraordinary force in his body slowly transmitted it. In a moment, more than a dozen green peppers slowly bulged up like a balloon that had blown.

What's ridiculous is that Xiaohu's black and white eyes were slowly opening up with the green pepper, looking surprised.

"Brother! You're doing magic!"

Xiaohu rubbed the green pepper with his palms, showing an incredible expression. His eyes at Mu Qingshan gradually changed, envy, worship, and a hint of surprise.

Mu Qingshan screamed ashamed. The power in his body was growing at a speed of thousands of miles a day in the struggle against psychedelic drugs. Unfortunately, he lost the guidance of his internal strength. Mu Qingshan was like a billionaire living in seclusion in the deep mountains, and even if he had money, he could not use the idea. Just this moment, he had used the superpowers he had accumulated for almost a night, and now his body was empty and he was not at all focused.

Looking at the child's surprised and envious expression, Mu Qingshan's heart moved, and suddenly thought of the fat fat in Mu Family Village. The stupid boy envied the sword in his hand at that time. He looked like this. I don't know how he is now. His eldest son should have married and had children! He was displaced and had great ups and downs, and he didn't know when the end would be the end. The matter is easy to deal with now. Mu Qingshan made up an excuse and said that he was a person from a neighboring village. Because he offended the evil people, he was homeless and could only wander around. Eat a few rotten green peppers and turn them back to you. As for the method of becoming green peppers, he dreamed of it. The immortals asked to dream and knew everything when he woke up. Mu Qingshan's ability to make up stories was really poor, and it was completely full of loopholes, but it was enough to coax the children in the mountains.

Xiaohu is actually a good kid with love. Seeing Mu Qingshan’s clothes were torn and having such great ability to grow crops, he believed it even if Mu Qingshan was spitting all over the ground.

Thinking that this magical brother was so pitiful, Xiaohu turned around and ran away. After a while, he picked a lot of fresh fruits for Mu Qingshan and said, "Eat, eat it! My father is very capable of growing melons and fruits. The extra ones are also used to give away. By the way, you can eat it slowly first, and I will come when I go. Wait for me, I will definitely come."

"Small……"

Mu Qingshan looked at Qing Grape underground with a little bitter smile. As soon as he spoke, the little guy had run away without a trace. Mu Qingshan laughed silently. It was the first time that something happened that he had the urge to laugh. Thinking of Xiao Yao and Park Cunhu, he sighed heavily in his heart. Looking back at the bleak mountains, the weather gradually darkened.

When he was a child, Mu Qingshan had no close friend. His favorite thing was to lie on the ridge of the field at night, looking up at the stars above his head as bright as brocade, and recalling one touching story after another that the old cowherd said. After ten years, the dusk was as bright as water. Mu Qingshan raised his head again, and his tenderness suddenly moved. The stars in the sky seemed to have changed into Zhou Le's sparkling eyes, including sorrow, confidence, and soft words. For so many days, Mu Qingshan's mood was uneasy, and it was not until tonight that he improved slightly. I thought of Zhou Le again. Although he was between the same world, he felt that the distance between him and Zhou Le was really far and farther and farther. "Brother Master, I'm back, this dress is for you." The green vine beside him thorned, and Xiaohu's cute big head suddenly reached in front of Mu Qingshan. This little guy knew how to change with the wind, but it was not stupid.

Although he was just a dressed dress, Mu Qingshan felt a little warm inside. He nodded and then changed into this clean dress. When he turned around, he saw that the child was looking at him with anxiety.

Mu Qingshan observed his face and color. He knew it was right in the corner. He smiled and said, "Thank you, what's your name? Why? Want to learn my trick? The martial arts are real, the tricks are fake. If you are willing to endure hardship, I can teach you some real kung fu."

See little

Hu nodded quickly, but Mu Qingshan was a little troubled. His original martial arts were all self-educated, and he had neither system nor experience. He was short of his family. He could not teach him randomly!

Practice your breath internally and practice your muscles and bones externally. Mu Qingshan's internal strength comes from the spurs of dragon and wood bones. The external strength is naturally produced by holding a scalper since childhood, and its moves are even more complicated. Except for the three styles of Wuji, everything else is learned from Qianlong Base, and it is learned from many schools and is mixed. Some of them can't even understand it myself, so what can I use to teach others. A flash of inspiration in my mind, Mu Qingshan said to himself: "No one has, why can't I create a martial art that is truly suitable for me?" Unfortunately, Mu Qingshan's skills have been destroyed at this time. Even if I think about it, it's a waste of this."

No matter how much I think about it, I still have to deal with this child. Mu Qingshan Minghao said in a deep voice: "Do you want to say that ten people or ten thousand people are?

Xiaohu blinked his eyes and asked, "What is a ten-man enemy? What is a ten-man enemy?"

Mu Qingshan deliberately teased him and said, "Ten enemies are the means to deal with ten people, and ten thousand enemies are the ability to deal with ten thousand people. Which one do you want to learn?"

Xiaohu was young, of course he learned from many places and said loudly: "I want to learn from thousands of enemies!"

Mu Qingshan laughed and said, "Is it difficult to learn from the enemy of thousands of people? You just need to have good thoughts and help others, and then read more. Once you read through the books, you will have millions of soldiers in your heart. Of course, the enemy of thousands of people will be accomplished!"

Xiaohu was confused when he heard it. It was getting late at this time. He was afraid that his father would scold him. Seeing Mu Qingshan was still thinking about something, he said, "Master, I have to go home. I will come back tomorrow. I will bring you delicious food next time. Also, do you like drinking?"

Mu Qingshan pointed, "It's best to have it, don't let others know that I'm here."

That night, Mu Qingshan could no longer sleep. Sometimes I sat and listened to the sound of the wind passing by the forest, flowers and birds frightened, and sometimes tossed and turned. My head was filled with swords and swords. In the second half of the night, I suddenly sat cross-legged and tried to activate the exhausted dantian energy. Then I knew that this thought would be like a sword in my mind. I thought that the strange disease that had been cured for two days had occurred again.

Fortunately, the onset of the disease was not long. About ten minutes later, Mu Qingshan was sweating all over, as if he was sucked out of the water. It was already midnight, so he sighed for a long time and fell asleep quietly under the dead leaves.

Due to lack of physical strength, Mu Qingshan had already slept until noon. When he woke up again, he was woken up by a stick. Before he could open his eyes, a black fire stick hit him on his head, and a thumping sound hit his forehead. Blood spread across his mouth and fell drop by drop on Mu Qingshan's torn clothes.

"Reverse, reverse, it turns out that you are sneaky and actually helping outsiders steal our sweet potatoes and fruits. I interrupt your legs and eat something outside. What? Isn't that dress my work clothes? Even this one is stolen, I'm so angry."

Liu Funong held the fire stick and was so angry that he stared at him. The poor little tiger was squatting on the ground with trembling all over. Two big rice balls rolled under his feet. It turned out that from last night, Liu Funong discovered that something was wrong with his son. Since he came back from the vegetable garden, he kept pointing fingers and talking to himself, as if an evil ghost was on his body.

The farmer was not stupid, and he was thick on the outside and fine on the inside. After pursuing it all the way, he found that there was a living person living in his vegetable field. He lived in his melon shed, and lived a pleasant life, with a solid and purposeful life, and he slept very comfortably. It is said that when he lies on his side, how can he sleep with others? Whether it is the emperor or the civilian, he has a surprisingly consistent opinion on this.

"Beat you to death first!"

Liu Funong saw that the homeless man on the ground could not move, and another shot might cause death.

He was only angry on Xiaohu and swung his baton to shoot down the head of Xiaohu on the ground. The farmer tried hard without thinking about the effect of the stick. Mu Qingshan, who was beaten to the point of being dizzy, could see clearly. In shock, he immediately rushed over and hugged Xiaohu. With a muffled sound, the stick hit him hard and his throat sweetened. Mu Qingshan squirted out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Qingshan stood up with a slutty sleeve and smiled miserably. He said, "Uncle, please don't make things difficult for the child. If I eat your fruits and vegetables, one day I will repay you with you."

Although Mu Qingshan was talking softly at this time, his eyes had become unfeeling and showed a bleak murderous aura. This murderous aura had been brewing from the Bi family until now. How could this ordinary farmer uncle bear it? Seeing the homeless man on the ground come alive, Liu Funong was so scared that he opened his mouth wide, and there was an idea left in his head: "Die, die, does this person want to kill me?"

After Liu Funong woke up from numbness, Mu Qingshan had already been a hundred meters away and had rested for a whole day and night. Although Mu Qingshan was still weak all over, he was able to walk freely, which should be a good omen. When Mu Qingshan walked away, Liu Funong suddenly jumped up and scolded, "I'm a big deal, how could you make a mistake for stealing my sweet potato? If you have the courage, don't leave. Old man, I beat you so hard that you can't rely on the north. It's really a ghost.

, The old man is not afraid of you! Hey! Xiaohu, go where are you? Stand and don’t move, I haven’t settled the score with you yet.” Mu Qingshan blocked Xiaohu just now, which made Liu Funong feel scared. His hot temper really needs to be changed. If it weren’t for the homeless man who broke Xiaohu just now, he would have been ruined. Thinking of this, Liu Funong just shouted and did not dare to use the stick in his hands.

"Dad, Master did not steal our melons, I gave it to him! He also taught me to be helpful. Didn't you teach me like this? He also helped us grow melons!"

"Help us plant melons? Damn! You dare to lie to me! How did you get the master of this melon skin all over the ground? Master? Ge, isn't this guy calling a thief as his master? It's just the opposite." Liu Funong was so angry that he used his soles to stack the ground.

The little tiger man was clever and immediately came out of the melon shed, ran all the way to catch up with Mu Qingshan, wiped the tears from his face, and said in an adult tone: "Master, where are you going? You haven't taught me how to compete with thousands of people yet!"

Mu Qingshan looked at Xiaohu seriously, his expression dimmed, and he said apologetically: "Xiaohu, I promise you that I will teach you if you have the chance, but it won't work now. I still have important things to do."

Xiaohu looked at Mu Qingshan's down-and-out look and suddenly thought of something. After taking it out of his pocket for a long time, he actually took out a few bills and stuffed them into Mu Qingshan's hand, then turned around and ran back.

"Remember to come back to find me! This is my tuition fee."

Mu Qingshan looked at the figure who was leaving, his eyes were a little wet. The sincerity of Xiaohudi was rare. Although the human heart in this world is not as old as ever, there are still pure and beautiful things left in the world. At this moment, some kind of firmness settled down in Mu Qingshan's heart again and was no longer shaken.

After walking along the rugged mountain road for more than two hours, I walked all the way, and it was hard to imagine that I would be like an old man. Fortunately, I finally walked out of this mountainous area, and a dark asphalt road appeared in front of me. This road should have been built for a while, and the air still emitted a strange smell, which made people uncomfortable to smell.

"Last time, Hu invested all his money in the countryside to build roads. I don't know how his hometown is? It should be a bit of a decent sunny road! Unfortunately, he can't see it anymore." Mu Qingshan thought that under the circumstances of that day, Park Cunhu would definitely not be spared. But he didn't know that Mr. Luo deliberately let Park Cunhu go a long way.

Mu Qingshan was secretly sad when he looked at the street sign, but he didn't notice that a long-distance bus had stopped beside him. After several customers walked down one after another, the driver saw Mu Qingshan lowering his head and looking dumb, and couldn't help but shout, "Homemaker, can you get on the bus? Don't just pull your neck and wait foolishly. There is only my sports car on this road, and you can't get on other cars."

Mu Qingshan hesitated for half a second and finally got on the car. If he could return to the Qianlong Base in the suburbs of Xijing, he might be able to use Xiao Yao’s secret garden to speed up his healing.

As soon as I got on the car, an indescribable smell came to my face. Haha! There were even ducks shouting on the bus. There were not many passengers on the car, and there were three rows of empty seats behind. Mu Qingshan had just walked forward two steps, and there were cooing sounds coming from his ears. I don’t know that the passenger even brought the old hen.

"Sit down quickly and don't be too slow for me. If something happens, you will be responsible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bus made an unpleasant and harsh roar, as if a wounded beast had rushed out. Mu Qingshan secretly looked at the passengers around him. Who knew that he was weak and could stand firmly? He staggered and almost fell on a middle-aged woman, causing a bus to burst into laughter.

Mu Qingshan deserves to be unlucky. The fat woman has a mediocre appearance but is extremely worthy of herself. She believes that Mu Qingshan ate her own tofu and immediately jumped up like a landmine. She slapped Mu Qingshan on the face and shouted in a sharp voice: "Boy, have you eaten leopards? Do you dare to eat my mother's tofu? Do you believe me and I will crush your bird egg?"

Mu Qingshan slapped her, but she couldn't bear it. She just looked at the shrew quietly, walked back silently, without even saying a word.

The woman saw Mu Qingshan tall and big. The slap just now was a product of no brains. Unexpectedly, this guy in front of her was golden and dirty. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to fart when she said that she would crush your egg. She felt bored and vomited a big mouthful of thick phlegm behind Mu Qingshan's back and sat down cursingly.

A small episode passed like this.

Mu Qingshan didn't know that he was hit behind him. In a hurry, he picked a seat on the bottom row of the third to sit down and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate. Didn't this position just reveal his own signs? After changing the seat next to the window, he didn't know that the thick phlegm behind him had been attached to the previous seat.

After walking for more than two hours on the mountain road, Mu Qingshan was exhausted and in a daze, the next station had arrived. The noise of the last thudding sound suddenly came from outside. In a moment, three young men wearing sunglasses dressed up came up. The three of them hugged their arms, with a very eager expression, speaking orthodox Cantonese. There were not many people in the countryside who could speak Cantonese. Mu Qingshan was shocked and secretly kept the gods. After seeing three college students getting on the bus, they immediately stopped laughing, and looked at all the passengers who seemed to pass by unintentionally, and then slowly walked towards Mu Qingshan.

"The eyes flashed, evil and cunning. How could such a person appear in this car? Could it be that the street came from himself?"

Although it was only a moment, Mu Qingshan had already captured a dangerous breath in his inadvertent eyes just now. In desperation, he immediately lay on the seat in front, and his left foot leaning against the side quietly stretched out.

"Damn! Is that guy spitting here?"

A young man had just sat in the seat and immediately bounced up. A wet spot was printed on his neck, which looked very disgusting. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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