Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

At the entrance of    Xiaoshu Village, Cheng Ling turned to leave.

   Two people rushed out from behind the crowd, and the old man in front was Fang Langzhong.

   "Cheng Langjun, Cheng Langjun!" Fang Langzhong raised his hand and hurriedly shouted, "Wait, wait! Little old man is on the same road with you, let's go together!"

   Behind him, the servant Changming followed closely.

  Cheng Ling turned around, glanced at them and said, "Old gentleman, where is your guard? Are you waiting for him?"

   Fang Langzhong was unable to stay in the village earlier because his guard was seriously injured and could not move.

   The three of them lived in Sun Lizheng's house. Apart from paying money, Fang Langzhong usually walked around the village to help the villagers with some headaches.

   Fang Langzhong also likes to hang out with the children in the village. He is not young and has a beard, but he still has some childish innocence.

   But since Cheng Ling and others came, he didn't like to hang out with the children. On the contrary, he liked being by Cheng Ling's side.

   When Cheng Ling went up the mountain to inspect the climate and soil, he had to bring some villagers with him, but there were not many more of them, so Cheng Ling never stopped him if he wanted to follow him.

Until today, when he decided to leave Xiaoshu Village, Fang Langzhong said regretfully: "It's a pity that my guard's injuries have not healed and it is inconvenient to move, otherwise this old man will have to go with Cheng Langjun. Little old man, it is also rare for me to be with Cheng Langjun. Fate."

  Cheng Ling said: "Gathering and dispersing is also a fate. As soon as we say goodbye today, he may not be able to meet again in the future, so don't regret it, old gentleman."

   As a result, the two people over there had parted ways separately, and this roomman chased after him again.

   Fang Langzhong ran out of breath, hehe smiled and said: "My family has said that he will be raised in the village again. After he is raised, he will go to Yongzhou City, and then we will reunite soon."

   At this point, Cheng Ling took people away, and even Fang Langzhong and servant Changming left together.

  Xiaoshu Village, which has been lively for several days, seems to have returned to its former desolation and tranquility in an instant.

   However, some things are different after all.

   There has been a hot topic in the village recently: Do you grow yam at home?

  The popularity of this topic is bound to last for a long time, and in the near future, the topic may have many derivatives, such as:

  How does your yam look like?

  How many acres of land did your family open?

   Is it difficult for your family to carry water?

   Even longer, there may be: Is your yam Changshan egg? Are your yam ready to be excavated? Have you found a buyer for your yam? How much money did your yam buy?

  Wait, etc. In that future, even if there will be twists and turns and hardships will be required, the waiting process will inevitably be full of anxiety, but it will definitely be accompanied by light and hope.

   Now, another hot topic in the village is: Baby, you got a book from a noble, can you understand that book?

  Book, what a precious thing that is!

Naowaer was originally just an ordinary little baby from a mud-legged family, but since he reached out to take the "Thousand-Character Text" presented by Cheng Ling, his fate seemed to be enveloped in another layer of difficulty. The halo of speech.

   That is a book!

   Cheng Langjun, why didn't "he" send him off, but only for the widow?

  Is it really just for that basket of tattered little fish?

   Stop kidding, how is that possible!

   The real reason must be because the baby has an aptitude that is beyond ordinary people.

  Sun Li from Xiaoshu Village was walking over with trembling legs and feet. He resisted his excitement and said to the widow, "Good boy, can you show this book to Grandpa?"

   Nuwa'er was a little reluctant, but she was still obediently preparing to hand over the book.

   As a result, Sun Lizheng's outstretched hand just touched the corner of the book, but he withdrew himself.

"No, no, I still don't look at the old man, don't touch it, don't touch this precious thing again..." Sun Lizheng's eyes were slightly red, and when he turned his head, he looked at Mrs. Xu who was standing behind him with a bewildered face. .

   glanced at Xu Niangzi, and Sun Lizheng immediately turned his eyes to the other side.

   Over there stood the two uncles of the widow, Xu Da and Xu Er.

   Xu Da’s face was full of hardships, but Xu Er suddenly felt blessed and took a step forward.

He raised his chest and said aloud: "Uncle Li Zheng, don't worry, the widow is the child of my third brother, and his father is gone, our two uncles will definitely help. I, I will take him to town tomorrow, Find a teacher and send him to study!"

  Sun Li was very excited, his lips trembled slightly, and he said "OK" repeatedly.

  Cheng Ling and others left Xiaoshu Village, but they continued to go west, where there were some deeper and farther mountain villages.

  In previous years, in a village as far-reaching as this, basically no officials would set foot in it, and even persuading Nongsang to come here would not be possible.

  The mountain road is too difficult to walk, not to mention time-consuming and laborious, and the mountain people encountered may not agree with Wang Hua. One is not good. If there is a conflict, it is not an exaggeration to say that it will be life-threatening.

   Not all villagers are as reasonable as the villagers in Xiaoshu Village.

   For example, two days after leaving Xiaoshu Village, Cheng Ling and others walked to Tongding Mountain, the most southwestern part of Mingshan County.

  Tongding Mountain is located at the junction of Yongzhou and Sanyang County. It has a meniscus shape as a whole, and the growth of the mountain is from northeast to southwest.

  It is cut diagonally to the southwest of Yongzhou, blocking the traffic between Yongzhou and Sanyang County. It is a real poor mountain and bad water.

   If the merchants in Sanyang County want to do business in Yongzhou, they usually do not choose to climb over the Tongding Mountain, but often detour south along the foot of the mountain, and finally go to Yongzhou through the Dayong River.

   On this day, Cheng Ling and others led the donkey up the mountain road.

  What needs to be mentioned is that everyone's luggage is still carried by Ning Xun. The yam eggs collected from Xu Er were carried by one of the donkeys and were the main food for everyone during this period.

  Cheng Ling took charge of the other donkey and let Fang Langzhong ride it.

   Fang Langzhong has gray hair and a beard. He can't walk the mountain road on his legs like a young man. The donkey is also empty when he is empty. It is just right for the old man to ride.

   It made Yao Qing so envious that his eyes had quietly turned green several times. Although he was not an old man, he was also physically weak, and he couldn't walk the mountain road!

   Yao Qing even quietly stared at Fang Langzhong when Cheng Ling wasn't paying attention, and Changming, who followed Fang Langzhong and led his donkey, returned Yao Qing's angry eyes.

   The two went back and forth, and fought a lot of lawsuits, thinking that Cheng Ling didn't know.

   In fact, Cheng Ling's inner strength is getting deeper and deeper, coupled with the constant daily practice, her five senses are now sharp to a situation that is unimaginable for ordinary people, so Cheng Ling does not know about these little things in the team.

   She just understands one truth: if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the person is perfect, there will be no disciples.

   Therefore, Cheng Ling never delved into some trivial matters. After all, you can't ask everyone to be temperless and be a saint. Besides, even sages have their own petty tempers.

On the mountain road, I only heard the chirping of birds and insects. Suddenly, in the depths of the woods where the road could not be seen clearly, there seemed to be bursts of suona sounds, occasionally mixed with the cry of women and the scolding of women. .