old grace

It was quite difficult for Xie Qinghe to stop and go in a daze in the dense forest.

His current body can't be neglected at all. He needs to drink clean hot water and eat soft and rotten hot food. It takes a lot of time just to find food and drink, cook food and drink every day.Fortunately, the spring rain has not yet fallen at this time, and there is no tragedy that the spring rain is dripping and there is nowhere to hide.

However, in the past, it was enough to just lie down on a branch in the middle of the night, but now you have to burn a bonfire to warm the ground before you can sit down, which is both troublesome and hard work.

This dense forest covers a huge area, Xie Qinghe walked in it for almost a month, but still didn't reach the end.

——Of course, the pace of his walking through the horse is not too fast.

Considering that this place is far enough away from the city and villages, ordinary hunters dare not go so far, Xie Qinghe began to look for places with water sources, and prepared to build a house.To choose a place to build a house for yourself, you have to find a place with excellent Fengshui, and you have to consider the source of food in the future. Just choosing the address, Xie Qinghe walked for another six days.

After choosing the address, with mountains and rivers, and a piece of ground that can be leveled without much effort, Xie Qinghe is ready to build a house.

He put down the belongings on the horse one by one.

One eight-inch iron pot, one small cast iron stove, one barrel of salt, two jars each of sauce and vinegar, one dagger, and two pairs of carved silver chopsticks.

One medicine box, one medicine pestle, one medicine mill, two sets of needles.One set of spring shirts, two sets of summer shirts, one cloak, one robe, and ten pairs of socks.Two boxes of face fat, six buckles of mouth fat, and one box of bath beans.There are ten hundred gold tickets and twenty ten gold tickets. One hundred pieces of 500 taels of silver bills, and one hundred pieces of one hundred taels of silver bills.A box of twelve taels of horseshoe gold and a box of twelve taels of horseshoe silver.

Xie Qinghe touched his chin.

Knowing that his body is not good, his mind still hasn't turned around.

I always feel that a giant tree surrounded by several people can be split with one palm, and wood can be cut out with the wind and a sword. Isn't it a matter of three or two days to build a house?

It's all right now, I brought so much food and clothing, and I came to live in seclusion with two boxes of gold and silver.

——What do you use to chop trees and wood?Dagger or silver chopsticks?

If you are on the edge of a dense forest, take your silver and go to a nearby village to buy some handy iron tools. You don't need to be sharp, just an axe.In order to seek the effect of seclusion, Xie Qinghe walked so far in the dense forest, the neighbors nearby are either monkeys or tigers, who can he find to buy an axe?

Xie Qinghe imagined a mountain hut with an open hall and a place to watch the sunset and drink tea, and the planning standard was instantly lowered.

Holding the only dagger in hand, he honestly began to chop down trees.

Before summer comes, he has to build himself a "small" wooden house that can shelter from wind and rain.

Otherwise, once the lacerations all over his body were covered with dripping rainwater, he would not be able to keep them dry and clean, evil spirits would invade his body, and the pus would continue.As for the spacious dormitory, the airy tea house... dreams are all beautiful.

Although he was unwell and his great cause of building a house was hit hard, Xie Qinghe was still in a good mood.

After actually starting to work, Xie Qinghe discovered with great joy that the cutting efficiency of the dagger was not very low.He loosened his cultivation a little bit, used it to hold the dagger, and reduced the contact between the broken flesh of his palm and the dagger. He chopped dozens of times, and a tree as thick as a bowl fell down.

He first built a simple tree house with the saplings he cut down, picked and stored the damp-prone belongings, and at night he had a clean place free from moisture.However, living in a tree house is not practical after all, Xie Qinghe still continues to cut down trees every day.

With a tree house, the construction period for building a house is not so urgent.

Xie Qinghe cut himself a small bench for tree cutting.There is also leisure and elegance to pick some cool herbs nearby, and when I am tired from cutting down trees, I move the small stove to the originally planned location of the viewing room, cook a bowl of wild grass soup, and drink the bitter soup while enjoying the scenery.

There is water nearby.

Where there is water, there are fish and shrimp, as well as birds and animals that come to drink water.

For Xie Qinghe, this deep stream is simply a big dining table where food is fed automatically.

No matter how unwell he was, it would not be a problem to catch a bird or a fish.The more vicious beasts usually dare not come to prey on him because of his murderous aura - Xie Qinghe doesn't bother the big beasts from all walks of life.After all, tiger meat is not tasty, wolf meat is also hard, and hunting is hard.

On weekdays, eating fish for one meal and meat for another meal, paired with the wild vegetables picked up while gathering herbs, is also quite perfect.

Just before the summer, Xie Qinghe's cabin was completed.

It was a simple small house, the floor was erected two feet to prevent moisture, and Xie Qinghe even built a small wooden bed for himself.

The weather is getting hotter, and there is a heavy rain almost every afternoon, which lasts until midnight.Xie Qinghe took advantage of the early mornings and mornings of the rain break to fish, hunt animals and gather grass. When it rained, he used the prepared wood to chisel bowls and pots in the house to make some small things for daily use.

Often doing handwork is beneficial to the body and mind.

Xie Qinghe didn't practice much these days, and he hardly took care of the demons in his body, but his body gradually got better.

Once his physical condition improves, he will have more energy to spare, and he will be able to use more and more cultivation bases.Originally, one could only control a dagger from a distance to cut wood and trees, but now it is gradually effortless to use a dagger to chop a rock and chisel a stone slab.

In autumn, Xie Qinghe found some stones in the distance, leveled them with a dagger, paved a layer under the wooden house, and built a stone road for himself to live in and out of.When it rained this day, yellow mud flowed across the ground, which really troubled Xie Qinghe.

A few months later, when the first snow fell, the last laceration on Xie Qinghe's body gradually healed.

He was wearing a big cloak, sitting by the bonfire, drinking yellow pheasant soup, eating delicious mountain mushrooms, watching the fluttering snowflakes, smacking his lips, feeling a little greedy.

want to eat.

Cultivate that piece of land and plant some rice?

Rice seeds are simple.Now that his body is gradually recovering, he doesn't have to exhaust his strength in cultivation, and his light-weight technique is still good.Find the nearest village, change some rice seeds, and go back quickly, that is, three to five days.

The question is, how?

Xie Qinghe lay in bed thinking for half the night, and felt that it would be too difficult to plant some rice so that it would be eaten next year.

Hey, I'm going to change the rice seeds, why don't I just buy some rice noodles.Xie Qinghe suddenly felt his thoughts became clear.What are you planting?Is your brain cracked?I have to buy some more oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, and I can also buy some tea leaves.Well, if there is wine koji, we should also get some.cotton?I don't have a quilt, I always wear a cloak to keep out the cold, although I don't feel so cold now...

After sorting out the things he wanted to buy, Xie Qinghe leaned on the small bed and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, Xie Qinghe, who was about to go out to buy in Lin, was in a great mood, flipping through the silver box he had collected.

He has been trapped deep in the dense forest for more than half a year. He is not in good health and cannot run around casually. He keeps two boxes of gold and silver.Now that he is in good health and has enough energy to go out and buy things, Xie Qinghe feels an unprecedented sense of happiness when he thinks that he will soon become "rich" in the future.

After cutting the horseshoe silver into small pieces with a dagger, Xie Qinghe put the silver into his purse, and went out with the basket made of bamboo on his back.

He brought an iron pot and a small cast iron stove, two pieces of bacon, and a handful of wild vegetables in his basket.

It is most convenient to go to the direction of Pangu Mountain Villa to find the village to buy, but it is too far away, and it is easy to expose the possessions.

Going in other directions is completely exploring the way. You don't know where there will be villages, let alone how far you will go.

Xie Qinghe didn't want to go in the direction of Pangu Mountain Villa. With the thought of exploring the way, he still remembered to carry bacon and wild vegetables on his back when he went out. A chic guest who packs his bags.

With the blessing of light body technique, Xie Qinghe walked through the dense forest at an extremely fast speed. After walking eastward for less than three days, he found a village along the water source.There are not many families in the small village, and it seems that they have fled here, and their lives are very difficult.Xie Qinghe glanced at it from a distance. People in this village don't even wear clothes properly. There are poor people with bare feet and buttocks huddled in the haystack in winter. How can there be any surplus supplies to exchange with him?

Where there are people in the village, there must be places where people live nearby.

Xie Qinghe continued to go east, wanting to search for more affluent villages, halfway, he saw several villagers carrying a dead body on the road, and a thin man in ragged clothes chased after him, crying: "My wife is not dead yet! Where are you going to take her!"

Xie Qinghe couldn't help stopping for a while.not dead yet?

Villager A who was carrying the woman yelled, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't pay attention to him!"

Several villagers ran faster and faster. The villager who was carrying the woman's arm slipped and fell, and the others did not wait, and continued to drag the woman to run.The woman dragged half of her body on the ground.

The thin man chasing behind was angry and anxious, and shouted: "You guys! My Cui Niang! She's not dead yet, so don't drag her along!"

The village was not big at all, and a few villagers ran to the grain drying field in a short while.A firewood pile was erected on the unused grain drying field. Several villagers put the woman on the firewood pile. Immediately, several people turned around and hugged the thin man who rushed over, and several others shouted: "From the second family of Wang, Bring out the fire!"

Xie Qinghe was startled.These people actually want to burn that woman?

The thin man fought hard to save his wife, and the villagers who were holding him were pulled a few steps by him, and their anger came out.

Villager B raised his fist and beat the emaciated man several times. Although they were all poor and thin, the villagers were still a little bigger than the emaciated man. His face was covered with blood, and he seemed to be confused by the beating, and could only murmur for his wife.

Villager B rubbed his knuckles, and said, "You bastards don't know what to do! Our village showed mercy to take you and your wife in, and the village chief let you live in our village's ruined temple. You actually want to kill us!"

Villager C also said: "Boss Su, your mother-in-law has a disease that is going to surpass others, you can't harm the whole village!"

From Wang'er's house near the grain drying field, a woman had already come out with firewood, trembling and not knowing who to give it to.Villager A stepped forward to catch the fire and began to light the firewood with hay.The thin man sobbed and stood up again: "My wife is not sick...you can't burn her..."

There was a local sound.

The pile of firewood suddenly collapsed.

Villager A who was starting the fire was startled, and suddenly found a brilliant silver flower nailed to a piece of firewood.

"This... this is..." Villager A was frightened and terrified, but also greedy, first put down the match in his hand, and wanted to get the firewood with the silver flower nailed on it.Just stretched out the rough and cracked hand, and felt a cold palm!Actually, half a dime of silver fell into the palm of my hand.

Xie Qinghe had already approached the grain drying field and said, "Don't touch that woman."

Villager A saw him wearing a big cloak and luxurious clothes, and thought in a trance that it was some god coming to the world.

It wasn't until he saw a bamboo basket on his back, with a handful of wild vegetables in it, that he woke up from his trance—how could a god come out to look for wild vegetables in winter? !

"Where did you come from...guest." Villager A looked at Xie Qinghe's handsome and outstanding face, but he didn't dare to scold too fiercely, "This woman has typhoid fever, and if she wants to be superior, the yamen will teach us to burn to death to keep us safe."

"I'm a doctor. I'll know if she's suffering from an epidemic or not." Xie Qinghe stepped forward to investigate.

Villager A still held the dime in his hand, and he heard that he was a doctor, but he didn't stop him too much.

Xie Qinghe Qihuang's technique was passed down in the Hanjiang Sword School, which is quite different from the secular medical way. After all, the practitioners have a solid foundation, awe-inspiring righteousness, no evil, and are rarely infected by sickness. Therefore, the medical way he studied , did not mention any disease beyond human.

I thought that if the woman really had typhoid fever, he would take her away and isolate her from the public, and give her medicine to recuperate for a few days, and she would be cured.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qinghe felt his pulse and was almost amused.This woman just suffered from a cold in her intestines and stomach, some symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea, and some minor ailments that only women have. Where is typhoid fever?

As for why the coma?It's purely because he is weak and hasn't eaten anything, and then he scares these village bandits!

"It's not typhoid fever. I'll prescribe a prescription, and it will be fine after eating." Xie Qinghe said.

Several villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, still a little bit suspicious: "Aren't you bluffing us? This woman is throwing up and vomiting, isn't it typhoid fever?"

"Typhoid fever patients have fever, often have diarrhea, and seldom vomit. Do you feel fever when you touch her?" Xie Qinghe asked.

The thin man rushed over, hugged his wife, and said, "Cui Niang is not sick, she is fine..."

As for what Xie Qinghe said about prescribing the prescription, no one heard it.Everyone in this village is so poor that they are sick and are forced to survive. Prescription?Where can I get my medicine?There are eighty miles of mountain roads to the nearest town!Xie Qinghe had no choice but to take out the fresh meat and wild vegetables he was carrying, and gave the doctor's order: "Cook some bacon and wild vegetable soup, sprinkle a little salt, two bowls a day, and it will be almost ready in two days."

He saw that the villagers in this village were not all vicious, and presumably they were frightened by the epidemic, so they overreacted like this.Now that it has been clarified that the woman is not a disease, she will not burn people again, and Xie Qinghe did not take any further action.

After leaving the vegetables and meat, Xie Qinghe inquired about the distribution of towns in the nearby villages, and continued on his way east with an empty backpack on his back.

The surrounding villages are very depressed.

Xie Qinghe walked a few villages and learned that there was an outbreak of typhoid fever in spring, and none of the hundreds of nearby villages was spared.

Many people died from the typhoid fever, and the yamen who realized it later came and burned many houses and corpses. According to the villagers, some patients who had not yet died were also burned.The epidemic delayed the spring plowing, and it didn't stop until autumn.

Many farmers broke their homes and lost their land, leaving ten rooms empty.Therefore, the villages around here are very depressed.

Xie Qinghe found the nearby Huangmen Town all the way, and only then did he buy the rice, flour, oil and salt he wanted with silver.

The koji was traded from the only restaurant in the town, and the goods in the cloth shop were also very poor, with no silk or muslin.In the end, Xie Qinghe still asked someone to play a three-jin quilt.Before leaving, I went to the pottery shop again and bought some pottery bowls and basins.

Although now that he has cultivated his skills and can cut boulders with a dagger, Xie Qinghe still went to the iron shop to buy some agricultural tools.After all, he still has a dream of lying on the ground in front of the door, making tea and enjoying the scenery.Isn't it beautiful to have an ax to chop down trees?

Xie Qinghe doesn't need to choose a way to go on the road with the lightness technique, just find the right direction and fly all the way, it doesn't necessarily need a road.

What's more, when I came here, I went around several villages and took a complicated route.On the return trip, he could have gone directly home, which would have saved a lot of travel time. After thinking about it, he still made a detour to the small village with only a few households that he met for the first time.He wanted to confirm the woman's condition again. If she was still not cured, he bought a lot of rice noodles, so he could give some as alms.

Returning to the small village after two days, Xie Qinghe was shocked to find that the few houses in the entire village had been burned down, and there were charred corpses lying there.

The dilapidated temple half a mile away was pretty good. When Xie Qinghe approached, he could smell the burnt aroma of meatloaf. In the temple, all kinds of food such as rice, noodles, potatoes, and cabbage were scattered all over the place. The knife was standing at the door, and it was stained with blood.

Cui Niang, a woman who was still unconscious the day before yesterday, was making pancakes, and a shiny iron pan was placed on the firewood, making a sizzling noise.

Xie Qinghe walked silently, standing at the door to block the light, Cuiniang didn't turn her head: "Su Lang is back? The cake will be ready soon. You first rest and warm up...Su Lang?" She didn't hear the response, she said softly Turning around, I saw a strange man standing at the door, "Ah!"

Cuiniang was so frightened that the shovel in her hand fell to the ground, she immediately took two steps back: "Who are you?"

"I'm a doctor." Xie Qinghe felt extremely strange in his heart.Cuiniang was so frightened, and only her wife was alone in the door, and it was difficult for Xie Qinghe to enter the door at this time due to the defense of men and women, so she asked, "Where is your husband?"

"Is it the doctor who wrote the recipe for salted meat and wild vegetables?" Cuiniang saw the cloak he was wearing and the bamboo basket on his back, and her tense expression eased, "Su Lang has gone to the mountains, and he will be there later. return."

This feels even weirder.

The entire village outside was burned to scorched earth, and there were charcoal-like dead people everywhere. The scene was extremely terrifying.

The young couple who lived in the ruined temple didn't seem to realize that they could still live a peaceful life behind closed doors?The wife cooks at "home" and the husband goes out to "do errands"?

Xie Qinghe nodded: "Ms. Su is well." He didn't know Cuiniang's surname, and taking her husband's surname was not considered an offense.

Cuiniang bent down to pick up the shovel on the ground, and said politely and shyly, "Thank you for your help. Come in and have a cup of tea."

This woman's conversation is not like that of ordinary villagers, and her accent is very refreshing, more like elegant words.Xie Qinghe didn't see that Su Lang was special, but Cui Niang's background was quite unusual.After Xie Qinghe entered, Cuiniang was a little embarrassed: "In the countryside, there is not even a seat, Mr. Negligence." She said and handed over a small bench that was fairly clean.

Xie Qinghe sat on the bench, surrounded by the fire to keep warm.

Cui Niang really poured him a cup of hot tea, with sliced ​​ginger and scallions boiled in it, which smelled of fishy smell.

"Dispelling the cold." Xie Qinghe smiled, and in front of Cuiniang, drank more than half of this cup of tea soup with added ingredients, and soon his body warmed up, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Cuiniang put the fried meatloaf on a clay plate, and asked Xie Qinghe to enjoy it: "You can eat as much as you want."

Xie Qinghe twitched his index finger when he smelled it, and picked up the chopsticks honestly and bluntly: "Trouble your lady."

Cuiniang pursed her lips and smiled, then turned to wash the bacon, and said, "Sir, you are skilled and bold. There is a white ground outside the door, and you dare to drink my tea and eat my meatloaf without asking why?"

"Then ask my lady, what happened outside the door?" Xie Qinghe ate half of the cake in one go, his mouth was full of oil, and his face was still graceful.

"Mr. was kind enough to give me and my wife a piece of bacon and a handful of wild vegetables. The wild vegetables are not worth anything, and everyone in the village has them stored in their homes. A piece of bacon that is so long and wide is too greedy. Not long after you left, Wang Dafu came to the ruined temple to grab this piece of meat."

"My family, Su Lang, is an honest man. Since this piece of meat is a medicine for my illness, how can he let it go so easily?"

"He refused to let people, and he is so thin. Wang Dafu beat him up again, and took away the bacon."

Cuiniang picked up the cured meat after washing it, and pointed it to Xie Qinghe: "Here, this is the cured meat from Wang Dafu's family. His family is the most affluent family in the village, so it's not that they don't have meat. Presumably they have never eaten meat before." People who eat meat don’t think about the smell of meat. People who have eaten meat think more about it.”

Xie Qinghe was looking for a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, thought for a while, nodded and said: "It makes sense."

"When I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard Su Lang crying beside my bed. Hey, he is a worthless man. He doesn't take any responsibility when things happen, so he just cries. What can I do?" Picking up a kitchen knife, cut the bacon Dangdang into four pieces, and put it into the boiling water pot, "When I left Yanlou, I swore I would never hurt anyone again. If I don't hurt anyone, I can't let anyone hurt me, right?"

"So, while everyone was asleep at night, I gently climbed into the courtyard walls of each house and opened the door."

Speaking of this, she seemed to share some interesting secrets with Xie Qinghe: "Every household here uses latches. There is such a wide gap in the middle of the gate. I took a kitchen knife and pried it lightly, and the door opened."

Xie Qinghe wiped off the oil on his mouth, his eyes were slightly cold.

"Sir, you should know what happened next, right? I will cut their throats one by one. As long as I cut them fast enough, the dead will not make any noise. Originally, there were not many households in this village. Killed it clean."

"I thought again, if this person dies, he will die if he is not buried. If he dies, he will inevitably suffer from disease."

"Didn't they want to burn me while I was sick? I asked Su Lang to light a fire and burn them down, including their house."

Xie Qinghe looked at her little face that seemed to be shining brightly, and was a little puzzled by the brain circuits of such people: "Are you quite proud?"

Cuiniang stood in front of the iron pot and asked in surprise: "Someone bullied me, and I bullied me back. Shouldn't I be proud? Master told me that the greatest skill a person can have in life is not being bullied."

"Wang Dafu robbed you of a piece of meat, and you slaughtered the whole village. I'm afraid you are bullying others?" Xie Qinghe said.

Cuiniang pursed her lips and smiled gracefully: "It's not just about a piece of meat. Mister forgot, they wanted to burn me to death."

Xie Qinghe stopped talking.

Cuiniang doesn't possess internal martial arts, but has been trained to kill, so she can be regarded as a person in the world.To put it bluntly, it is a kindness and hatred, but to put it bluntly, it is lawlessness.However, if there is revenge for revenge, if there is injustice for injustice, it is the rules of the world.

These villagers almost burned Cuiniang to death, she wanted to seek revenge, if she stopped, Xie Qinghe would have nothing to say.

Cuiniang's revenge was so vicious that it slaughtered the village, the old and the weak, women and children were slaughtered together, and even under the banner of "happy kindness and hatred", the ferocity and evil in it could not be concealed.It's fine if Xie Qinghe didn't bump into it, but since he bumped into it, he must mind his own business.

Cuiniang let out a sigh, and suddenly panicked: "Why haven't you fallen down yet?"

Xie Qinghe looked at the teacup on the ground, ate half of the meatloaf, and said, "I am a doctor."

To put medicine in his diet, if he wanted to get rid of him, at least he had to be a master like Shangguan Shiyi, Chen Yiwei couldn't do it.

Su Jindou buried the broken silver and copper coins privately hidden by the whole village, and when he returned to the ruined temple with a hoe, Cuiniang had been dead for a quarter of an hour.She lay quietly on the ground with a white cloth covering her face.Su Jindou couldn't see her face, but he recognized her dead body whose chest was no longer heaving.

"You! You...you killed Cuiniang?" Su Jindou looked at Xie Qinghe, his voice trembling.

Cuiniang's bacon was already cooked, Xie Qinghe scooped it up, cut it into thin slices, and was tasting it.

"She slaughtered the village yesterday, you helped set the fire, you are also an accomplice." Xie Qinghe ate another piece of bacon with fat, it tasted good.

The birds and beasts in the mountains are all extremely lean, and if they want to eat some fat, they have to find it from the fish.Xie Qinghe hasn't eaten home-raised pork for a long time, this piece of bacon is moderately fat and lean, really delicious.He looked up at the other bacon hanging from the beam, thinking about taking it home later.

In fact, Su Jindou was also frightened by Cuiniang's ferocity, but in killing people, if the person who killed him was someone who bullied him, the feeling would be very different.Cuiniang killed people like chopping vegetables, she didn't care, Su Jindou was also infected in a trance, did he feel that he was overreacting?

Who hasn't killed chickens and ducks?When Su Jindou was in his hometown, he also helped kill pigs.

This... killing people and killing pigs, isn't it too much?Butchering pigs can still scream, so many people died without making a sound.

When Su Jindou, under the arrangement of Cuiniang, moved away the food and belongings of each family, set fire to all the houses, the resentment of being bullied was relieved, enough food and meat were available for tomorrow, and even a box of copper coins was looted... He seems to have accepted such a gangster woman.

However, from the bottom of his heart, looking at Cuiniang who is still gentle and gentle, Su Jindou still has too much fear in his heart that he dare not speak out.

Now that Cuiniang is dead, this formidable-looking master said that he was an accomplice, Su Jindou quickly knelt down: "I... the villain is guilty, she... she forced me!"

Xie Qinghe wasn't surprised by his performance at all. The day before yesterday, he didn't think that this man was so special, just an ordinary man.

Setting fire is, of course, an unforgivable crime.But this person set fire to all dead people, and did not cause any actual damage.It would not be fair to commit the same crime as Cuiniang.But, just let him go?

"Do you know how to farm?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Su Jindou was taken aback: "Yes, yes."

"Can you build a house?" Xie Qinghe asked again.

Su Jindou began to hesitate: "Well... on weekdays, when the villagers start their houses, I can also help. However, I will only..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Qinghe nodded: "Okay. I will punish you as a slave for 20 years. Come with me."

Su Jindou couldn't help grinning, huh?

"Or, do you want to lie down with her?" Xie Qinghe pointed to Cuiniang who was lying coldly.

Su Jindou shook his head desperately: "No, no, don't come with her, sir, the villain didn't know that she was such a thug before, and her murder in the middle of the night has nothing to do with the villain. How did the villain know that such a cruel and ruthless mountain king was sleeping next to him... ... Oh oh oh, yes, the villain is willing to serve as a slave to the uncle, the uncle spares his life!"

Xie Qinghe began to think, well, next time, he can go to the town to exchange some rice seeds, and next year he will have the rice grown by himself.

Do I have to thresh rice to eat it?Do you have to complete a sun-drying field?

Xie Qinghe didn't find it troublesome.

Facts have proved that doing handwork frequently is beneficial to the body and mind.He can chop wood and chisel stones, add household items piece by piece, and maintain a healthy body.

——However, the dirty farm work should be handed over to "Su Lang".

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Xie Qinghe took Su Jindou home, and gave Su Jindou the tree house where he lived temporarily for a transition.

Su Jindou had to build his own house, take care of food and living, and also be responsible for farming and raising pheasants for Xie Qinghe.

Because he had just arrived and had no food or shelter, Xie Qinghe would not be so cruel and forced the farmers to do the work of hunters, so he borrowed some grain for Su Jindou on credit, and asked Su Jindou to return it in the future, even with the tree house. Rent by the day.

Su Jindou adapts well to this, he cuts wood to build a house, digs ice to fish, and makes a living as a serious farmer is very wild.

This seemingly honest farmer also tried to escape.

After running once, Xie Qinghe intercepted him and beat him up violently.

Twelve days later, he ran again, and was stopped by Xie Qinghe again, breaking a leg.

Of course, Xie Qinghe didn't want him to become lame, wouldn't it be inconvenient to grow rice?After three days of disconnection, I picked him up again.

Since then, Su Jindou has not run away.

It wasn't because he knew he couldn't run away, but because Xie Qinghe said harshly: "If you run away again, I'll dig a hole and bury you."

Last time, Xie Qinghe said it, and broke his leg if he ran again.He didn't listen, so his leg was broken.

Now he knows that Xie Qinghe never compromises every word.The leg was broken, but it was able to be reattached three days later.If it is buried in the soil, it will be dug out after three days... Su Jindou shivered.

Usually Xie Qinghe didn't pay attention to him, and he didn't seem to want to be friends with him, so Su Jindou could only be a lonely farming machine.

Sometimes Xie Qinghe would go out to buy, and he was not afraid of Su Jindou's escape.

He went shopping for a trip, at most three days.In three days, how far can Su Jindou run in the dense forest?It's good to be caught by Xie Qinghe, if he is not caught, it is very likely that he will feed the tigers and wolves.The monkeys in this dense forest are very arrogant and dare to throw stones at Su Jindou's head.

Su Jindou saw Xie Qinghe confront the tiger with his own eyes, the tiger retreated step by step, and ran away after leaving Xie Qinghe's sight.

That is the fairy master who can scare away tigers with his eyes!Su Jindou completely knelt down.

From then on, Su Jindou started farming seriously to pay off his debts.

——Living in Master Xie's tree house and eating Master Xie's rice, the sum of money and interest may not be finished in 20 years!

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As the days passed, Xie Qinghe's cabin became a big one.

Rice and wheat are planted in the fields, eggplants and bean pods are hung on the shelves, and the pheasants in the pen do not lay eggs at all and escape from prison every day.

Xie Qinghe, who had nothing to do, was more calm.The so-called leisurely mind does not mean that it is necessary to sit still.Xie Qinghe got inspiration from handicrafts, and the daily necessities at home were almost done, so he started to carve some decorations and gadgets.

One day, Xie Qinghe was sitting on the terrace carving a wooden figure, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the dagger he was holding, and he suddenly had a wonderful realization.

Su Jindou, who was hoeing the ground, raised his head subconsciously, and found that Mr. Xie, who was sitting on the terrace just now, was gone.

...is it still there?Su Jindou felt strange instinctively.However, Mr. Xie can fly and jump, and his speed is extremely fast, maybe he has entered the house?

Xie Qinghe did not enter the house.

Holding a half-carved wooden figure in one hand and a dagger in the other, he stood in a cramped space.

In front of his eyes was a dilapidated thatched cottage.

In front of the thatched hut, there is a stone tablet with four characters written on it: [Xie Qinghejian]

Xie Qinghe is familiar with the feeling of suddenly flying into another space.

Xie Qinghe is also very familiar with the stone tablet standing at the door of the thatched cottage.

——At the entrance of Patriarch's space, there is also such a stone tablet, which says "Ye Qingxujian", and a bunch of warnings not to be passed on.Ye Qingxu was one of the former ancestors of the Hanjiang Sword Sect. Xie Qinghe couldn't call him by his name directly, so he called it the Patriarch Space.

just now.

Here.

... Xie Qinghe?

The Patriarch's space is spacious and comfortable, even if Xie Qinghe entered it for the first time, it was still a beautiful small room.

Flowers are planted in front, trees are planted in the back, and there is a well.There is also a storage room in the house.After the upgrade, it is even more stylish and beautiful.

What's the matter with this dilapidated thatched cottage in front of you?I'm afraid the roof can't keep out the rain.

Xie Qinghe's mouth twitched slightly.I just built a house outside with a terrace where you can drink tea and enjoy the scenery. Do you want to build another one?If you run out earlier, I won't have to build a house outside!I live in seclusion here, and no one will find out!

Well now, the same house, I have to build it twice? !

As for how [Xie Qinghejian] ran out, Xie Qinghe was not surprised.

He has already seen the ancestor space.The same practice, the same people.The patriarch can create a world, why can't Xie Qinghe create a world?