I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Extraordinary Escort.

"Have you noticed that Xiao Ling is a little weird!"

"You don't need to say that, since I came back from drinking yesterday, I have often lost my mind and made mistakes. I even forgot my morning exercises in the morning!"

"You said, could it be that Xiaoling was bullied yesterday when he went to drink?"

"Impossible, although Xiaoling's martial arts are not as good as ours, who in the small town can bully him!"

A group of bodyguards secretly looked at Linghe.

At this moment, Ling He was holding a broom by the side, standing there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's the matter with you? You don't practice martial arts in broad daylight, because you want to bleed more in the future!"

Song Laizi's voice was heroic, and he strode over

"Brother Song, keep your voice down!"

One of the bodyguards hurriedly made a silent gesture for Song Laizi.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Song Laizi asked in confusion.

"look!"

The bodyguard looked in the direction of Ling Hebian, and Song Laizi saw Ling Hebian standing there stupidly.

"You more than a dozen big men are staring at a child and judging, I think you are too busy!" Song Laizi said without temper.

"Brother Song, we don't have any other ideas, we just think that Xiao Ling is a bit weird since he bought wine yesterday!" Another bodyguard hurriedly explained.

"Strange, isn't it?" Song Laizi looked at the Linghe River again.

"Yes, you don't know that Xiao Ling was sitting on the roof in a daze yesterday, and that he overcooked the porridge in the morning." The bodyguard replied.

"There is such a thing!"

Song Laizi looked at Linghe who was still in a daze with great interest.

"Not to mention, Xiaoling's child has been in a daze all the time, and we didn't disturb him even when we talked so loudly. It's really weird!"

"That's right, so we wonder if Xiao Ling was bullied in the small town yesterday?" The escort echoed.

"This is impossible. What is the status of our bodyguard in the small town? Who dares to bully our people!" Song Laizi waved his hands.

"It's not bullying, so what else could it be?" the bodyguard asked, confused.

Song Laizi stroked his chin, "I think I probably know it!"

"Brother Song, what did you guess, tell me quickly!"

The bodyguards were instantly aroused with curiosity.

"My husband doesn't flick his tears easily, because he hasn't reached the place where he is sad!"

With his hands behind his back, Song Laizi recited poems softly like a scholar.

All the bodyguards looked at each other, what does their boss mean?

"Don't worry about this matter, let me handle it!"

Song Laizi waved his hand, without explaining anything, he walked slowly towards the Ling River, leaving behind a group of bodyguards looking at each other.

Linghebian was really not in a good mood these two days, and he didn't even bother to practice last night, and the scene he saw yesterday was always echoing in his mind.

"Little Ling!"

Song Laizi suddenly patted Ling Hebian on the shoulder.

Ling Hebian was taken aback by such a sudden slap.

"Chief Escort, why are you here?"

Seeing that it was Song Laizi, Ling Hebian breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining that Ling Patriarch didn't remind him when someone came over.

However, thinking of leaving the town yesterday because he didn't listen to the old ancestor's wishes, the old ancestor was getting angry with him.

"What are you thinking, kid? I've been here for a long time, and you haven't noticed yet?" Song Laizi put his hand on Linghe's shoulder and said.

"I didn't think about anything?" Ling He scratched his head.

"I didn't think about it, would you sweep away the leaves?" Song Laizi looked at the ground.

It was only then that Ling Hebian noticed that the fallen leaves that had been swept into a pile on the ground had been swept into a mess by him at some point, and his face blushed.

"Chief Escort, I..."

"Okay, okay, this is not a big deal, I see that you are always absent-minded in doing things today, so I will give you a day off and have a good rest!" Song Laizi waved his hand.

"Chief Escort, I don't need a vacation!" Ling Hebian said anxiously.

"You don't need anything, young people, don't stay in a small place all day long, and sometimes go out for a walk, so that you will find that there is no lack of beauty in this world, but the lack of eyes to discover beauty!" Song Laizi persuaded.

"There is no lack of beauty in the world, but the lack of eyes to discover beauty!"

Ling Hebian murmured, then lowered his head and said, "But I don't know where to go?"

"It's not easy, go to the soap...cough cough, I mean our town has mountains and rivers, you should take a look around!" Song Manzi coughed lightly.

Soap what?

Ling Hebian had some doubts in his heart.

But in the end, under Song Laizi's persuasion, Ling Hebian still left Bufan Escort.

Before leaving, Song Laizi did not forget to let Ling Hebian enjoy the holiday time.

When Linghe left, a group of bodyguards immediately surrounded Song Laizi.

In fact, they were very puzzled by Song Laizi's actions.

"Brother Song, why did you let Xiao Ling go out alone?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Looking at the puzzled eyes of each of his brothers, Song Laizi shook his head with his hands behind his back and looked like a master, "The mountain people have their own tricks!"

Well, their boss is about to start pretending again.

……

Coming out of Bufan Escort, he walked aimlessly by the Linghe River, and unknowingly came to the blacksmith's shop.

In the small town, the places he went to the most were either the blacksmith shop or the department store in the center of the town.

"clang clang"

He heard the knocking of iron from inside.

Ling Hebian knew that Boss Duan had started to strike iron again.

The ancestor said that Boss Duan of the blacksmith shop is not only a monk at the fusion stage, but also a very high-level craftsman.

A cultivation like this is not to say that it is all-powerful outside the small town, but at least it is the overlord of one side.

But it happened that the boss actually stayed in the small town to be an ordinary blacksmith.

Ling Hebian walked in subconsciously.

He didn't bother Duan Zheng waiting to strike the iron.

Instead, he quietly watched Duan Zhenghou hit the red iron block with a hammer over and over again, watching the iron block take shape little by little.

Finally, with a sound of "呲", wisps of white mist emerged from the bucket.

"Are you going to build weapons again?"

Duan Zhenghou had a khaki cloth hanging around his neck, and he reached out and wiped the khaki cloth on his sweaty face.

It stands to reason that monks should not sweat, but the ancestor said that Duan Zhenghou deliberately concealed his cultivation and became a veritable mortal.

"No, no, I didn't come to ask you to make weapons?" Ling Hebian shook his head and said.

"Oh, then what are you here for?" Duan Zhenghou asked suspiciously.

"I..."

Ling He lowered his head, and said embarrassedly: "Our head escort gave me a day off. I don't know where to go, so I came here to have a look!"

"Then Song Papi would be so kind to give you a day off?" Duan Zhenghou asked with interest.

"Our Chief Escort Song is very good!" Ling Hebian argued.

"Well, I won't ask me to make weapons for him every now and then. Those who know think I run a blacksmith shop, and those who don't know think I'm making weapons for your bodyguards!!"

Duan Zhenghou said coldly.