Douluo: I have a marriage contract with Xiao Wu

Chapter 117 Fu Fu Without a Martial Soul Was Actually Full of Soul Power First
When Ye Muyang woke up, it was already dark.

The environment is filled with the smell of mixed herbs, which is not pungent, but just smelling it, you can tell that the taste of this medicine can make a strong person fall down.

When the body moves, there is a sense of stiffness and soreness, and the brain is still a little dizzy.

Ye Muyang made a simple estimate. At this moment, he must have sunken eyes and a haggard face, no different from a kid with kidney deficiency.

Back to reality, Ye Muyang looked around, feeling a little curious.

The room is simple, with a lot of sundries, but it doesn't look messy.

Most of the shelves and tabletops are herbal medicines, and there are also some toys for children to play with. They are all wooden and seem to be made by hand.

The wooden door opened with a creak, and a little boy walked in cautiously holding a bowl of black liquid medicine.

As for why it was medicine, because Ye Muyang found that the smell of medicine was particularly strong on this dark bowl at first.

The next moment Ye Muyang looked a little strange——

Because the medicine is for him!

"Big brother, you're awake."

The little boy looked up and found that Ye Muyang had already sat up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Medicine, drink."

Then he held it in front of Ye Muyang.

"Is this drinkable?"

Ye Muyang raised his eyebrows, with doubts in his eyes.

It means to say: boy, do you want to harm me and inherit my property?

Although the little boy didn't know what Ye Muyang was thinking, he understood the reason why Ye Muyang asked such a question.

"Grandpa said that big brother, you have internal injuries, and this medicine is to treat the internal injuries.

Although I don't know what grandpa means by internal injury, I believe in grandpa. "

The little boy looked at the dark medicinal soup and said thoughtfully.

The innocent expression made Ye Muyang let down his guard, this little boy really has no bad intentions.

After taking the big bowl, Ye Muyang paused hesitantly, this bowl of medicine is probably enough to make him lie down.

The little boy continued to think, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Muyang didn't hesitate any longer, holding the bowl, pouring it all into his stomach, he really needs to recuperate at this moment, otherwise internal injuries will accumulate, it will be a trouble indeed.

"Although it's the first time grandpa boiled this kind of medicine, I believe in grandpa!"

Just as Ye Muyang poured down all the medicinal soup, the little boy clenched his fists and spoke firmly.

But when he looked up, Ye Muyang had already drank it, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Big Brother, you've already drank it."

"What did you just say? The first time?"

The bitter taste reverberated in his mouth, and Ye Muyang's face gradually darkened.

"Big brother, your face is so dark, is the medicinal soup working?
Let me just say, Grandpa is definitely not wrong, the medicinal soup will work just after drinking it. "

The little boy had a surprise on his face.

After all, it is a child, innocent and carefree.

Feeling the heat in his stomach, it seems that there are no bad consequences, Ye Muyang gradually relaxed, the only thing he did was to pray that he would not be like Wu Dalang, at least this is a child, isn't it...

"What's your name?"

Ye Muyang asked.

After all, the two of them can be regarded as saving me, so I certainly can't not even know their names.

"My name is Fufu, big brother can also call me Afu, Xiaofu."

Fufu's childish voice sounded.

"Take me to see your grandfather, you saved me, I hope you can thank me in person."

Fufu nodded, and led Ye Muyang out of the cabin, and the moonlight poured down.

Ye Muyang looked at the sky.

I don't know if it's because of the medicine or what.

Ye Muyang felt that today's moon
so big!

so white!

Ye Muyang misses Qiu Ruoshui...

Xin Dao didn't go back, they should be very worried.

"Grandpa, grandpa, big brother is awake."

Fufu hurriedly ran to the old man.

Ye Muyang saw that the old man was also a soul master, but the fluctuations in his soul power were not very strong. He didn't seem to be a soul master of the assault type, but more like an auxiliary type, and his soul power level must not be very high.

"Little brother, how do you feel? It's also the first time for me to cook this kind of medicine, old man. I hope it will work for you."

The old man has kind eyebrows and eyes, and is a good man.

Ye Muyang looked around, no one else appeared, the grandparents and grandson depended on each other, most of them were medicine gardens, other than that it was a big chicken coop.

The chickens inside are very fat, which seems to be the result of the old man's careful care.

"Thank you, old man."

Ye Muyang cupped his hands in thanks.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Seeing you fall in front of us, we can't just ignore death, can't we?"

The old man waved his hand.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry..."

Fufu on the side grabbed the old man's clothes and said while rubbing his stomach.

"Don't worry, Ah Fu, grandpa is going to cook now, today grandpa will cook chicken for you.

Presumably the little brother is also hungry, why don't you stay together?"

"Grandpa, I don't want to eat stewed chicken. I have eaten it many times. Why don't I change it to something else."

Fufu begged.

Ye Muyang said with a smile: "Old man, you saved me, and I have nothing to repay. I just think my craftsmanship is okay. Since Fufu doesn't want to eat stewed chicken, why not eat roast chicken today?"

"roast chicken?"

Both the old man and Fufu were taken aback.

At this moment, Ye Muyang had already acted, entered the chicken coop and quickly caught two chickens.

Plucking is not an easy thing to do, and soon under Ye Muyang's operation, the chicken has been cleaned.

Then set up the grill.

A man who plays with fire all the time is simply the favorite of a woman who loves to eat barbecue.

After a while, the grilled chicken is ready, and when the seasoning is sprinkled, the aroma immediately escapes.

It's not unreasonable for the child next door to cry, but Ye Muyang knew that Fufu's small eyes were fixed on the roast chicken.

The three of them sat on the ground, Ye Muyang had a roast chicken to himself, and the two of them shared one.

"Old man, at Fufu's age, it is reasonable to say that he can already awaken his martial spirit. You are in Wuhun City, why don't you send Fufu there?"

Looking at Fufu, Ye Muyang was a little curious.

The old man sighed and said: "Go, why didn't you go.

It's just that the result is a bit disappointing. "

The old man stroked Fufu's little head, his eyes were very melancholy.

"What's the situation?"

Ye Muyang asked.

"Awakening at that time made everyone's eyes light up, the innate soul power is full!

Alas, it's a pity that this child doesn't have a martial soul.

Now this child can't cultivate, what should I do, how long can I live?I just hope that Fufu can have someone to rely on before he becomes sensible. "

"Grandpa, I'm already sensible."

Fufu, who was eating roast chicken with relish, muttered.

"No martial soul?"

Ye Muyang was taken aback, but couldn't help but look at Fufu a few more times.

There is no martial soul but innately full of soul power, which can't help but make people feel strange.

"Didn't you ask the people above Wuhundian to see what's going on?"

The old man shook his head and sighed.

Ye Muyang probably understood that if you don't have money, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, and you can't find it.

(End of this chapter)