Chapter 7 (1/2)

After simply cleaning up the firewood house, Liu Gu stayed with his two children. The next morning, Yunqin hurried to meet the elder martial brother at his residence at noon.

The elder martial brother lived at the top of the peak. Liu Gu calculated the time. It would take an hour or two on the way, so he called Xiang Yang and told him and Xiang not to go out, so he followed Yunqin.

Without adults, the two children stared for a long time, hummed at the same time, turned their heads and sat at one end of the firewood house. The farther away they were, the better.

Xiang Yang didn't care about him either. He turned around and sat up in meditation facing the wooden wall. Somehow, he entered the state of cultivation very quickly. As long as he calmed down, the heat flow in the Dantian could flow through the meridians with consciousness, and he was very warm and comfortable. For a time, he was fascinated by that feeling. It seemed that it would be good to practice for a long time.

This meditation lasted for several hours. I didn't wake up until I was hungry. It was past noon. No one had ever come to this wood house, and naturally no one would bring food.

When Liu Gu came, he didn't expect such a situation. He didn't bring any food at all, and Xiang Yang had no choice but to continue meditation. However, after practicing the golden body formula, he ate many times more. Where can he endure? Without much effort, he was a little hungry.

Just when he felt uncomfortable, there was a squeaking sound from the door of the firewood room behind him. As soon as Xiang Yang looked back, he saw Xiang open the door first, and one foot had stepped out.

Xiang Yang frowned, got up, took two steps forward and dragged him back: ”where do you want to go? The hall leader said that we are not allowed to go out!”

He is now approaching the bronze body. His strength is not twice as strong as Xiang Xian. Without retaining his strength, he pulled him up at once. Surprised, he let go and slammed into the wooden wall on the inner side. However, the wooden wall is flat, smooth and elastic. Xiang Xian's own golden body formula has also been introduced. Although the sound is loud, it doesn't matter.

Xiang Xian was stunned on the ground for a while. Then he pointed to Xiang Yang and cried. He shouted vaguely, ”you hit me! I'm hungry! I'm going to find a master! I want to eat!”

Xiang Yang looked at him in disgust. This guy had the title of slug in the village. When he was in power, he was complacent. If he couldn't beat him, he cried and looked for adults. It was still the case when he entered the mountain. He didn't bother to talk to him. He sat down at the door directly. Since Liu Gu said that he was not allowed to go out, even if he starved to death, he wouldn't let Xiang go out first.

”What's the matter with this little brother? Can someone bully you?”

The two children, one crying and the other with a straight face, sat at the door. At this time, a voice sounded behind Xiang Yang.

”Who are you?” Xiang Yang looked back, but he saw a thin man in his thirties wearing a brown feather coat.

The man smiled mildly: ”this is where Liu hall leader of the golden body hall is? I'm Wu Xie of Yushan Hall...”

”Feather mountain hall?” Xiang Xian looked at him blankly and forgot to cry for a moment. Xiang Yang heard his three masters say this name. They robbed the two disciples accepted by the golden body hall 20 years ago. The feather mountain hall is not far from the Dragon saliva gorge of the golden body hall, and it is also a branch of the hottest cultivation treasure land.

The three masters usually scold when they mention this name. In the heart of nine-year-old Xiang Yang, what the master doesn't like must be a bad man. He immediately became vigilant: ”hall leader Liu went up the mountain. If you have something, come back later.”

Yushan Wu Xie looked at the two children in the house, with a sly light in his eyes, but still smiling on his face. He reached out and took out a porcelain vase from his sleeve robe, waved it gently, hung it in the air, slowly dropped to the ground, pointed and said: ”I'm the same generation as hall leader Liu. I'm also your martial uncle. These two yuan supplement pills should be my welcome gift. Call martial uncle, and then you can share one. But...”

He paused and said with a smile: ”it's better not to tell you hall leader Liu. The golden body hall is used to poverty. I'm afraid even he will be jealous of these pills...”

Xiandan? Xiang Xian's eyes suddenly lit up and rushed up. He kept shouting ”thank you, martial uncle” and clenched the porcelain vase in his hand. It seemed that he wanted to swallow one of Xiang Yang's.

Xiang Yang had got up and stood face to face with Wu Xie of Yushan. Although he was only nine years old, he had a good body foundation. After several months of practicing the golden body formula, he was half taller. He looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. Standing in front of the thin Wu Xie of Yushan, he was not much taller.

He looked at Xiang Xian, who was lying on the ground clutching the porcelain vase, and shook his head gently at Wu Xie of Yushan: ”I'm not a disciple of hall leader Liu, but his younger martial brother, so I can't export this, martial uncle. Please take this gift back!”

As he spoke, he gently moved aside and stepped on Xiang Xian's hand. After hearing a scream, he picked it with his toes. The porcelain vase flew up and down in his hand and handed it to Wu Xie in Yushan.

Yushan Wu Xie looked at the porcelain vase in front of him in surprise, but didn't reach out to pick it up. Instead, she smiled again, pointed to Xiang Xian, who began to cry on the ground again and said, ”this little brother seems to be hungry. This tonic pill can also be hungry. Alas, the golden body hall is getting worse day by day. Now he has no food to eat when he comes to the opening ceremony...”

He shook his head as he spoke. Unexpectedly, he turned directly out of the door. When he reached the door, the feather clothes behind him turned into a pair of wings and floated away.

On a path not far from the firewood house, a canteen worker dressed in blue cloth was walking back happily with three painted wooden lunch boxes, holding a small piece of money tightly in his hand.

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In the firewood room, Xiang Yang opened the porcelain bottle and sniffed it on his nose. An unspeakable fragrance came to his nose. That feeling was even more comfortable than the first time he smelled Babao soup.

He poured two pink pills into the palm of his hand. Then he pinched one of them, pinched the two large pieces of the nail cap, pinched it round again, poked the item with his foot, and handed it over. Here, you're called martial uncle. Here's all the pills!