Save Datang MM

"At the beginning, he threw some broken silver and food on the ground for them to loot." Fu Junmao slowly recalled the time he spent with Xu Ziling in the past, and the little face couldn't help but have an inexplicable admiration: "But every time because of the things he threw After many times, those people became suspicious and didn't know what he wanted to do. They all looked at him in amazement. He saw that no one dared to pick up the silver on the ground, and then turned into a big ingot and asked the refugees who wanted this big ingot. Yin also said that with this big silver, you can drink and eat meat in a town not far away, and even go to a brothel and go to a gambling stall to gamble a few hands..."

"Listen." Fu Junyu said angrily: "He is such a person, eldest sister, you still say he is a good thing!"

"Sister, can he do magic tricks? Didn't you say that he took it out and said that before he conjured you, he also conjured up something when he was fighting with that Yu Wenhuaji's subordinates, but he can do magic tricks?" Interested some.

"I don't know." Fu Junmao shook his head and said, "He didn't tell me, but this must be one of his abilities. He can conjure countless things for food, clothing, and use. He can also transform things into Has it changed? I have lived with him for a while in the wild, and he can conjure up tents for me to live in, conjure up quilts and bamboo mats for me to use, and many other things?"

"Eldest sister, you..." Fu Junyu exclaimed, "You actually lived in the same tent with that little thief? You..."

"It's just me." Fu Junyu stretched out his hand and gently stroked Fu Junyu's beauty, and said gently: "Ziling is a very polite man, he is not what you imagined, that tent where only I live and he lies outside on the grass On. He is also very hard. He is practicing almost all night and even sleeps very little. Every time I see him, he is meditating with his legs crossed and adjusting his breathing. It’s not as good as me, but after just a few months, even the lightness kung fu that I’m best at can only be on par with him, and I let him leave him far behind in other aspects.”

"Why do you say martial arts competition?" The tall and handsome man asked softly.

"His real combat power is desperate." Fu Junmao nodded and said, "If he fights with people's lives, his combat power will be increased several times. Compared with our three sisters, he is even better at assassination methods. He has many weird methods and many methods. Weird things can easily kill a person and even injure a master. But these are not important. His most terrifying thing is his strategy. He will put the enemy in the most unfavorable situation. Fight him to minimize the enemy's combat power. So It is said that fighting against him without his life will not reveal his true strength at all."

"That's right." The tall and handsome man nodded slightly and said, "Let's talk about how he resettled those refugees."

Xi'er glanced at Qingqing, who was looking at the sky outside with her chin resting on her cheek, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Miss, what do you think Brother Ziling is busy with now? When do you think he will come back?"

When Qingqing heard this, she said angrily: "Whoever cares about him, I will let him die!"

Xi'er looked at Qingqing's appearance and secretly laughed. Qingqing was inexplicable.

"What is Xi'er laughing at? She laughed like a little fox." Qingqing couldn't stand Xi'er's sly smile and scratched the bottom of Xi'er's arm with her white hand, so scared that Xi'er screamed and fled away.

Xi'er walked around the table and smiled at Qingqing who was chasing her: "Last night I heard someone talking in his sleep again, what is it called Ziling Ziling, don't go! Don't go..."

"Little girl, I tore your mouth!" Qingqing said with a little anger and shame when she heard her face turn red. She quickened her pace and tried her best to chase Xi'er, but she rushed to Xi'er several times, and Xi'er hid in the distance to imitate Qingqing's voice called: Ziling Ziling...

Hearing this, Qingqing wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in.

"As long as someone came forward to ask for his silver, he would take out a bigger ingot." Fu Junmao nodded and said, "Then when I saw those people looking at him in surprise and strangeness, he took out gold to lure them. When people asked him to turn around and leave, I went to a very far distance to watch the reaction of those refugees."

"How would those refugees react?" Fu Junqian frowned strangely and said in confusion, "If I'm hungry and tired, I'll buy food right away if I earn a lot of money."

"Yes." Fu Junmao nodded and shook his head lightly, "You're right, those refugees who got gold and silver left almost immediately, most of them left their families behind, some dragged their brothers to the nearest The town left. A large group of refugees were left crying loudly. Ziling asked me to wait for half an hour before going out. I asked him what he was waiting for. He said he was waiting for someone to throw away gold and silver or if someone bought rice. return."

"How could a Han dog have such a person!" Fu Junyu couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Fu Junmao shook his head again and said, "Some of them came back, but that was the next day when those people came back, not to mention outsiders, even their parents and wives didn't recognize him. They carried a big bag of rice. But no one took a second look at the grain. One day ago they regretted not getting the gold and silver from Ziling, but the next day they abandoned the gold and silver like dung."

"How did that Xu Ziling do it?" The tall and handsome man suddenly asked.

"He waited for half an hour before going out, still holding gold and silver in his hand, and asked those refugees if they wanted it." Fu Junmao suddenly had red eyes and was a little moved: "He asked those refugees if they wanted to get gold like the one who abandoned them just now The silver is gone and never looks back. If anyone still wants to do that, he will come up and ask for the gold and silver in his hand."

"Did they want it?" Fu Junqiang asked strangely, "Who would want gold? I think they want it?"

"No." Fu Junmao still shook his head and said, "Those refugees knelt down to him and begged him for mercy and begged him to save their lives. But Ziling said that he would not save the weak and incompetent because they themselves did not want to be saved. The refugees cried hard and argued one by one. He said that he wanted to be saved, although he was cowardly and incompetent, but he didn’t want to be saved in his heart.”

"Ziling pulled up a stronger man and pointed at the man's arm angrily and asked the man what is it? What's the use of it? Can it do something other than pick up the gold and silver in other people's hands? Anything else?" Fu Junmao recalled: "Ziling asked the man that he had grown a pair of strong and strong arms for nothing, but he watched his parents, wife and children go hungry, but he was idle and didn't do anything. He said that there are mountains and rivers here. There are beasts, fish, flowers, grass, fruit, everything, but that man has grown a pair of arms in vain. He is a seven-foot tall man who does nothing but watch his wife and children starve and scold that man. A stupid pig, he scolded that man until he burst into tears."

"He put the gold in the man's hand and said that if the man admits that he is a worthless person who doesn't even care about the life and death of his relatives, he will take the ingot and go to the town to drink and eat meat, hire prostitutes and leave his wife behind. The old man died of starvation." Fu Junmao wiped the corners of his eyes and continued: "I remember that man scolded him so much that he didn't even dare to touch the ingot of gold, but just hugged Ziling's leg and begged him to show him a way out."

"Ziling pointed to the ingot of gold that fell on the ground and said angrily that no matter how good gold is, it will be used up one day; no matter how good gold is, it can't compare with the hardworking hands of people; no matter how good gold is, it can't compare with protecting relatives from starvation Torture the determination to be threatened by death." Fu Junmao fell into a dreamlike dream and said slowly: "He told those refugees that the most important thing for a person is not gold but hope. If a person does not have hope, he will have no motivation. If a person does not have self-help, he will not think about how to live, and he will not think about how to let his relatives live better and prevent them from being tortured by hunger, cold and disease."

"He told those refugees that they have both hands, they can live with their own hands, and they will live well. There is no need to use any gold or silver, and they don't need to rely on anyone. As long as their group is united, they can live better. Anyone who is the richest must be rich and happy." Fu Junmao said slowly.

"How is it possible!" Fu Junyu couldn't believe it even more. She sneered and said, "If that guy doesn't buy rice and grain with gold and silver, all those refugees will starve to death. If those refugees really have nothing, how will he feed them? There is only unity and hope. Can you fill your stomach? A joke!"

"It's not a joke." Fu Junmao shook his head and said, "He really did it. I was like you at first, but I had to believe it after a day."

"Tell me how he did it?" Fu Junqiang asked curiously.

"He asked some of the women to pick wild vegetables and fruits and dig some tubers from the ground. He told them what to eat and what not to eat. He taught them how to do it to make these things easier to eat. It's a temporary food. One of them." Fu Junmao said softly, "He took a man with good physical strength to hunt some prey, and then made food for women and old people to share equally with women and children. He took a man who could swim to a river not far away. Catch fish is also one of the foods for wrapping the belly."

"He asked the men who had eaten a little to cut down trees, and he taught them to build the simplest wooden houses, so that everyone could have a place to temporarily shelter from the wind and rain and the cold at night. I remember that I built the first house because of my I had the best physical strength and I built the first log cabin among them, and they cheered. Although it took nearly ten years for almost all of them to really fully recover, the refugees built it with their own hands and nothing else. their own homeland."

"The women dug out grass roots, picked wild vegetables and wild fruits, and the old men boiled hot water. He added the bones of wild animals he had hunted and boiled some simple broth to distribute to some old people and sick people who were too hungry. He was leading everyone's busy life. From time to time, he also found time to collect herbs to help some patients heal, and he even helped some orphans to recognize a parent among those refugees."

"After a busy day, although they only ate one meal, although everyone only ate a little food, for the first time, the refugees felt that there was hope for the future. When they saw Ziling's busyness, his sincerity and his actions, they no longer saw that in their eyes. A kind of numb and hopeless gray, their eyes are full of desire to survive."

"He stood by the fire and asked the refugees whether the things they made with their own hands were delicious, whether their labor could feed their relatives, and whether their hands could save themselves. I remember after he asked Those refugees exploded, they cried and laughed like madmen, they were very proud, they figured it out, they could support their wives, they could live a good life, they didn’t need any gold or silver, they didn’t need others’ charity and pity, they just wanted It is enough to feed themselves and their loved ones with their own hands."