Yang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes sleepyly. When he saw that the paper window outside was a little light, he lifted the quilt and started to put on his clothes.
Cruff~ The door of the kitchen was pushed open, and he came to the water tank to look at the water inside.After feeling that it was not enough, I picked up the shoulder pole and carried two empty wooden barrels and walked out the door.
After the seniors get up, I have to wash up, and then I have to cook porridge, which is not enough water.
As a Taoist boy of Qingfeng Temple, although Yang Xiaoxiao is only ten years old, he can cook, wash, sew clothes and be proficient in everything, and even knows the medicinal properties of some materials for alchemy.
These are all forced out, and some are not forced out, and those who are not forced out are already dead.
In that dark Taoist temple, the only thing he learned was that people must be useful, and useless people are useless.
If the senior brothers and sisters are unwilling to bring the oil bottle, they should kick off the one who is still snoring in the bed.
Yang Xiaohai actually has a secret that no one has, that is, the location of the home he reported was fake, and he had no home at all.
He hopes that this journey can continue so that he can always have food to eat.
He is different from others. When he went to Qingfeng Temple, other children were sold or stolen, while Yang Xiaohai was willing to go there, just because the man said, "There is a place where you can have a full meal."
As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Yang Xiaohai saluted to the woman who was practicing swords in the distance. Senior sister, early.
At this time, Chun Xiaoman had no time to pay attention to him. She looked at the sword score in front of her with all her concentration.
Yang Xiaoxiao has long been accustomed to this. Recently, this senior sister, covered in black hair, has been practicing swords except for eating and sleeping.
Accompanied by the wet morning mist, he walked alone on the empty path.
Can I ask my senior sister to teach me how to practice swords?If I learn it, even if I go back and continue to be a beggar in the future, others will not dare to bully me.
But is she happy with her senior sister?Senior Sister Xiaoman is usually very indifferent.
As she thought about it, Yang Xiaoxiao came to the pond at the village head and started to fetch water.
Suddenly, a large black shadow surged out from the hazy morning mist in the distance.It scared him.
But soon he was no longer afraid, because the shadows were people, a group of beggars in ragged clothes and black faces, and he was one of them in the past.
Judging from their runny noses and trembling, it was obvious that there was no fire when they went to bed last night.
Compared to Yang Xiaoke's reaction, those beggars were also shocked.
After confirming again that it was a living person, the group of beggars launched a little beggar.
The little beggar with only one ear was dull and hesitated there.
Seeing that Yang Xiaohai was about to get water and leave, an old beggar came over and pushed a dog to bite the mud with the little beggar. Then he tried his best to bow his body and asked Yang Xiaohai with a flattering smile: Little baby, ask me something, is this Wujia Village?
There is no one you are looking for here, everything is empty and nothing is gone.
It would be fine if Yang Xiaohai didn't say it, but when he said this, the other party seemed even more excited, and his red rosacea nose became even redder.
A finger tremblingly pointed at everything around.So these houses still have these lands around them, and they have no masters, right?!
Yang Xiaohai didn't want to talk to the person who kicked the little beggar, so he turned around and left.
When he returned to the kitchen, he poured the water from the bucket into the bucket. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, carried the shoulder pole and continued to walk towards the door.
Such a large tank is not enough, but it has to be picked several times.
After he came out again, he could see the beggars breaking into the empty house around him and searching for something.
They must not find anything rich. The money has been taken away by those who left, and the untie has been taken away by themselves and senior brother Gouwa.
But no matter how many of these beggars were, even if they found a torn dress, these beggars were so happy that they jumped straight.
When Yang Xiaowa came out for the third trip, he saw some beggars fighting and didn't know what they were snatching.
Don’t live here, it’s evil and it’s easy to get into trouble!Yang Xiaohai reminded these past colleagues, but no one listened to him.
When the fourth trip was about to go, Yang Xiaoxiao was so tired that his face turned pale, but he still came to the yard with a force. After he arrived in the yard, he put down the shoulder pole. Yang Xiaoxiao took a little breath and waited quietly for something.
Until the sound of footsteps came from inside, Yang Xiaoxiao quickly took up the shoulder pole and rushed inside.
Not long after he left, Yang Xiaohai, who was carrying a shoulder pole, met with other senior brothers.Senior Brother Cao Cao is early.
Alas, kid, you are fucking water again, but you are really sensible. Just let a fool do this kind of strength.Gouwa patted his head and walked outside.
Senior Brother Cao Cao, the pot is already cooking porridge and you can have breakfast soon.He shouted to Gouwa's back.
Yes, I'll go and call the fool to get up.
When the sun rose and shone into the yard, everyone gathered in the lobby.
The breakfast was simple, it was white porridge, accompanied by pickles that Gouwa had picked out from the cellar in the village, as well as the dry food they brought, Guokui.But there are also meat dishes, with two eggs in a small bowl.
At this moment, they were not moving their chopsticks, and were all waiting quietly for something.
At this time, Xiaoman, who saw the sword-practicing at the door, rushed in.Gouwa asked jokingly: Junior sister, how are you practicing in winter, 300, summer, 3000, summer?I'll teach you my teacher.
It's okay, at least it's better than playing blindly by myself. The escort master said that there is no other trick to this kind of thing, it just depends on practice. I cut two bamboo swords and after dinner, you can practice with me.
The dog's face instantly turned into a bitter melon face.
Xiaoman turned around and hung his sword on the wall, and sat down by the table, waiting like them.
Hearing the sound of footsteps and smelling the bloody smell in the air, Yang Xiaokai subconsciously became nervous, drooping his head low, and did not dare to look there at all.
That is Senior Brother Li Huowang.
He knew that Senior Brother Li would not harm him, and he even picked it up, but he was just afraid.Especially after seeing what happened along the way.
Li Huowang, who was supported by Bai Lingmiao, sat down in the upper seat of the Eight Perfects and started drinking porridge.After he moved his mouth, the others began to move.
Even Li Huowang himself did not notice when this rule appeared.
As we were eating, the sound of saliva swallowing from outside the yard was heard, and several beggars stood there looking at each other and poking their heads out.
Why is there a beggar Ah?Isn’t there no one in Wujia Village?
Hearing Li Huowang's inquiry, Yang Xiaohai stood up and said nervously everything he knew.
Haha, these people are really well-informed and know that they are free here, but they dare to rush to stay on the chopping boards on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month. I'm full, so you can eat slowly.
Cruff~ The door of the kitchen was pushed open, and he came to the water tank to look at the water inside.After feeling that it was not enough, I picked up the shoulder pole and carried two empty wooden barrels and walked out the door.
After the seniors get up, I have to wash up, and then I have to cook porridge, which is not enough water.
As a Taoist boy of Qingfeng Temple, although Yang Xiaoxiao is only ten years old, he can cook, wash, sew clothes and be proficient in everything, and even knows the medicinal properties of some materials for alchemy.
These are all forced out, and some are not forced out, and those who are not forced out are already dead.
In that dark Taoist temple, the only thing he learned was that people must be useful, and useless people are useless.
If the senior brothers and sisters are unwilling to bring the oil bottle, they should kick off the one who is still snoring in the bed.
Yang Xiaohai actually has a secret that no one has, that is, the location of the home he reported was fake, and he had no home at all.
He hopes that this journey can continue so that he can always have food to eat.
He is different from others. When he went to Qingfeng Temple, other children were sold or stolen, while Yang Xiaohai was willing to go there, just because the man said, "There is a place where you can have a full meal."
As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Yang Xiaohai saluted to the woman who was practicing swords in the distance. Senior sister, early.
At this time, Chun Xiaoman had no time to pay attention to him. She looked at the sword score in front of her with all her concentration.
Yang Xiaoxiao has long been accustomed to this. Recently, this senior sister, covered in black hair, has been practicing swords except for eating and sleeping.
Accompanied by the wet morning mist, he walked alone on the empty path.
Can I ask my senior sister to teach me how to practice swords?If I learn it, even if I go back and continue to be a beggar in the future, others will not dare to bully me.
But is she happy with her senior sister?Senior Sister Xiaoman is usually very indifferent.
As she thought about it, Yang Xiaoxiao came to the pond at the village head and started to fetch water.
Suddenly, a large black shadow surged out from the hazy morning mist in the distance.It scared him.
But soon he was no longer afraid, because the shadows were people, a group of beggars in ragged clothes and black faces, and he was one of them in the past.
Judging from their runny noses and trembling, it was obvious that there was no fire when they went to bed last night.
Compared to Yang Xiaoke's reaction, those beggars were also shocked.
After confirming again that it was a living person, the group of beggars launched a little beggar.
The little beggar with only one ear was dull and hesitated there.
Seeing that Yang Xiaohai was about to get water and leave, an old beggar came over and pushed a dog to bite the mud with the little beggar. Then he tried his best to bow his body and asked Yang Xiaohai with a flattering smile: Little baby, ask me something, is this Wujia Village?
There is no one you are looking for here, everything is empty and nothing is gone.
It would be fine if Yang Xiaohai didn't say it, but when he said this, the other party seemed even more excited, and his red rosacea nose became even redder.
A finger tremblingly pointed at everything around.So these houses still have these lands around them, and they have no masters, right?!
Yang Xiaohai didn't want to talk to the person who kicked the little beggar, so he turned around and left.
When he returned to the kitchen, he poured the water from the bucket into the bucket. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, carried the shoulder pole and continued to walk towards the door.
Such a large tank is not enough, but it has to be picked several times.
After he came out again, he could see the beggars breaking into the empty house around him and searching for something.
They must not find anything rich. The money has been taken away by those who left, and the untie has been taken away by themselves and senior brother Gouwa.
But no matter how many of these beggars were, even if they found a torn dress, these beggars were so happy that they jumped straight.
When Yang Xiaowa came out for the third trip, he saw some beggars fighting and didn't know what they were snatching.
Don’t live here, it’s evil and it’s easy to get into trouble!Yang Xiaohai reminded these past colleagues, but no one listened to him.
When the fourth trip was about to go, Yang Xiaoxiao was so tired that his face turned pale, but he still came to the yard with a force. After he arrived in the yard, he put down the shoulder pole. Yang Xiaoxiao took a little breath and waited quietly for something.
Until the sound of footsteps came from inside, Yang Xiaoxiao quickly took up the shoulder pole and rushed inside.
Not long after he left, Yang Xiaohai, who was carrying a shoulder pole, met with other senior brothers.Senior Brother Cao Cao is early.
Alas, kid, you are fucking water again, but you are really sensible. Just let a fool do this kind of strength.Gouwa patted his head and walked outside.
Senior Brother Cao Cao, the pot is already cooking porridge and you can have breakfast soon.He shouted to Gouwa's back.
Yes, I'll go and call the fool to get up.
When the sun rose and shone into the yard, everyone gathered in the lobby.
The breakfast was simple, it was white porridge, accompanied by pickles that Gouwa had picked out from the cellar in the village, as well as the dry food they brought, Guokui.But there are also meat dishes, with two eggs in a small bowl.
At this moment, they were not moving their chopsticks, and were all waiting quietly for something.
At this time, Xiaoman, who saw the sword-practicing at the door, rushed in.Gouwa asked jokingly: Junior sister, how are you practicing in winter, 300, summer, 3000, summer?I'll teach you my teacher.
It's okay, at least it's better than playing blindly by myself. The escort master said that there is no other trick to this kind of thing, it just depends on practice. I cut two bamboo swords and after dinner, you can practice with me.
The dog's face instantly turned into a bitter melon face.
Xiaoman turned around and hung his sword on the wall, and sat down by the table, waiting like them.
Hearing the sound of footsteps and smelling the bloody smell in the air, Yang Xiaokai subconsciously became nervous, drooping his head low, and did not dare to look there at all.
That is Senior Brother Li Huowang.
He knew that Senior Brother Li would not harm him, and he even picked it up, but he was just afraid.Especially after seeing what happened along the way.
Li Huowang, who was supported by Bai Lingmiao, sat down in the upper seat of the Eight Perfects and started drinking porridge.After he moved his mouth, the others began to move.
Even Li Huowang himself did not notice when this rule appeared.
As we were eating, the sound of saliva swallowing from outside the yard was heard, and several beggars stood there looking at each other and poking their heads out.
Why is there a beggar Ah?Isn’t there no one in Wujia Village?
Hearing Li Huowang's inquiry, Yang Xiaohai stood up and said nervously everything he knew.
Haha, these people are really well-informed and know that they are free here, but they dare to rush to stay on the chopping boards on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month. I'm full, so you can eat slowly.
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