Ding dong!
A short knife was also thrown to the ground by the man: "This is for you."
The young man silently picked up the rabbit, held the dagger, endured the severe pain in his body, went to the nearby stream, skillfully disemboweled the rabbit, peeled off the rabbit's skin, and rinsed it clean with stream water.
The boy who was concentrating on handling the rabbit did not notice that the middle-aged man who brought him here was staring at him without blinking.
The middle-aged man noticed that the boy didn't even throw away his internal organs, he just washed them and put them on the other side.
He cleaned up the rabbits, tied the two rabbits and their internal organs with branches, and returned to the middle-aged man.
At this time, the middle-aged man was lying on an animal skin, with fire folding bags and condiments at his feet.
The young man used branches to set up the rabbit, and spent half an hour getting some dry firewood from around.
If he hadn't been seriously injured, he wouldn't have been able to move so slowly. Even so, the boy never cried out in pain.
Soon, the aroma of barbecue wafted away.
"My dear friend, the rabbit is roasted." The boy's hoarse voice sounded. As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough a few times. He quickly turned his head and covered his mouth with his hand.
A lot of blood seeped out between the gaps in the palms.
The middle-aged man seemed to turn a blind eye and directly picked up the rabbit, tore off a piece of meat and chewed it.
To be honest, the roasted rabbit meat doesn't taste very good.
After all, this is in the wild, and the firepower of the campfire is not particularly powerful.
The rabbit meat was grilled for too long to ensure it was cooked through, making it dry and woody.
For middle-aged men, this is nothing.
After all, meat is always much more delicious than porridge made from rice that he had eaten so much before that he almost ate it.
After eating most of the rabbit, the middle-aged man discovered that there were two more rabbit legs next to it.
Looking at the young man, he had already devoured the rabbit completely and was feasting on the internal organs.
Rabbit meat doesn't even taste good, let alone offal.
However, to the young man, these things seemed like delicacies in the world.
After being stunned, the middle-aged man smiled to himself.
For a boy who was competing with dogs for food not long ago, as long as he can eat enough, nothing else may matter.
As if aware of the middle-aged man's gaze, the young man turned his head in confusion.
But what he saw was the middle-aged man's look of not being approached by strangers.
"Go to bed early." After eating the roast rabbit, the middle-aged man left these words coldly, and slowly closed his eyes on the animal skin.
The young man did not receive such a good treatment. He just pulled a piece of thatch and used the remaining firewood as a pillow to lie on the ground.
Not daring to sleep for a while, he stared at the middle-aged man with wide eyes without blinking, as if he was afraid that he would disappear again.
But after all, he was seriously injured and had walked for such a long time, so his physical strength had already reached its limit.
Even if he could barely hold on, his eyelids would start to fight in just a few dozen breaths, and he would soon fall into a deep sleep.
The middle-aged man's ears moved, and after listening to the boy's long breathing, he was sure that he was really asleep.
He stood up and came to the young man's side, put his palm on the young man's back, and slowly introduced spiritual energy into the young man's body.
Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the boy's injuries gradually improved, and the frowning brows in his sleep gradually relaxed.
The sound of heavy footsteps startled the sleeping boy.
Opening his eyes and looking in the direction of the footsteps, the middle-aged man had already walked far away without knowing it.
Seeing this, the young man hurriedly turned over and climbed up, catching up with the middle-aged man who was walking away.
It's just that the young man himself probably didn't realize that the injuries on his body were actually getting better.
In this way, there were two people, one walking in front and the other following behind. Neither of them spoke.
In the first few days, neither of them spoke.
Although the young man was a little curious, where exactly was this man taking him?
But the other party had no intention of speaking, and he didn't ask any more questions.
Years of wandering taught him one thing: it is best not to know many things.
"How old are you?" A few days later, the middle-aged man suddenly asked.
"I don't know." The young man shook his head: "My parents were beaten to death by the Zhao family a long time ago, and I don't know how old I am."
After a while of silence.
"Do you hate them?"
The young man shook his head again: "I don't know if I hate them or not, I just think they are a bit annoying."
The two of them walked along, chatting wordlessly.
"If you were as interested as them, would you kill them?"
This time the boy answered very slowly, thinking for a long time.
"Probably not, right? After all, there are only a few people who bully me. If I were that powerful, I would like to make a lot of money so that people who don't have enough to eat like me can also have enough to eat."
His answer made the middle-aged man stunned. He never expected that this little kid would have such a retribution at such a young age.
And judging from the young man's demeanor when he spoke, it didn't seem like he was lying.
"What if the Zhao family gives you a lot of money and asks you to help them bully people like you?"
A rare look of anger appeared on the young man's face.
"I won't ask for their stolen money!"
The young man still did not ask the middle-aged man where they were going, and the middle-aged man did not tell the young man their destination.
The two of them only walked on remote mountain roads at first, and then gradually entered villages or towns more often.
I don’t know when, but the middle-aged people started teaching the young people the exercises.
It was only then that the middle-aged man finally understood what his teacher meant by genius.
In half a month, he went from an ordinary person with almost no foundation to reaching the peak of Qi training.
It seems that in half a month at most, he will be able to break through and be on par with him in cultivation.
"Master!" The young man who went out to buy supplies that day suddenly ran back panting, with a slightly panicked expression: "I killed someone, a member of the Zhao family. I just saw them committing murder on the street, and I acted on impulse. .”
The middle-aged man was shocked.
It's not that he blamed the young man for killing the Zhao family, but if he remembered correctly, the young man was only at the peak of his Qi training now.
Even if they are the most useless trash, they can still reach the strength of the foundation building stage by relying on endless resources. It's a whole big difference, and when the Zhao family travels, they must have good bodyguards and expert eunuchs who serve them personally.
Under such circumstances, how on earth did this boy kill the Zhao family.
Seeing the master's face ashen, the young man even blamed himself: "Master, yes..."
But before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man was already laughing wildly. There was endless sadness and bitterness in the smile, and even a little joy: "You did a good job, but now our master and apprentice's life may not be too long." Better.”
He didn't know if it was his own misunderstanding, but the young man felt that his master seemed to be much kinder to him than before.
"Let's go, leave here first." The middle-aged man packed up his things and left with the young man.
Western States.
Qingshan Army Station.
Marshal He Chengpi was drinking and chatting with a group of people.
Although these people drank a lot and ate meat, they looked generous.
But looking at the way they were eating and drinking desperately, there was no sense of generosity at all. Instead, they were full of determination, as if this was their last meal.
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In addition to these leaders, the same is true for the rebel soldiers. Food is open for them to eat as much as they want.
At the gate of the camp, rebels are still being recruited.
"Fellows and fellow villagers, our Qingshan Army is recruiting people without any restrictions. As long as you are willing to join our Qingshan Army, you can press your fingerprint here to receive a set of military uniforms, and then you can go to the kitchen to eat." A man who looked like a commander shouted. .
"As long as you join our Qingshan Army, you will have three meals a day, and you can eat as much as you want!"
Just this condition made those who came to join the rebel army excited.
"General, I want to join our Qingshan Army."
"Chief, just accept me. Even though I'm a lot older, there will definitely be no problem in fighting." An old man who looked to be in his sixties said with difficulty, raising his hands.
At this old man's age, he should have been retiring at home long ago. For someone like him to join the army, instead of being a combat effectiveness, it would be a drag.
"Old man, you..." The leader was about to refuse, but the old man said: "Old man, I participated in the Weihe Army fifteen years ago."
When the leader heard that the old man was still a veteran, he immediately changed his mind.
After all, their Qingshan Army had only recently revolted, and they lacked experience in all aspects.
With such an old-timer here, we can learn some experience. Even though this old man might have been just a big-headed soldier before.
But those who survived the uprising fifteen years ago are definitely more experienced than these people.
The leader directly handed over the task of recruiting people to others, and took the old man straight to the room where He Chengpi and others were having a banquet.
Without waiting for the guard to announce, he opened the door and walked in: "Brother, good news."
He Chengpi put down his wine glass and said displeasedly: "How many times have I told you, now you have to call me general. We are different from before. We have to have rules, you know?"
The leader who was reprimanded didn't care and said with a silly smile: "I know, brother, look at who I have brought here."
He Chengpi and several leaders looked at the old man at the same time.
When they found this old man with gray hair and a thin and dry figure, everyone immediately let out a sigh of disappointment.
He Chengpi frowned with disgust on his face: "Third brother, one of this old man's legs is almost in the coffin. Why did you bring him here?"
"We are the rebels, and we are going to fight the dog court. Although we don't care about having another mouth, if the war really starts, no one will have time to take care of the old man."
"Take him to the kitchen to eat something good, give him some money, and let the old man go back."
When the old man heard this, he snorted disdainfully: "I thought Marshal He of the Qingshan Army was a real hero, so I came here to join him. Now it seems that he is just a superficial person. In this case, I will leave."< br>
After saying that, he hugged his fists towards He Chengpi and others and turned around to leave without any hesitation.
However, his words angered others at the dinner table.
One of the strong men slammed the table, causing the pots and bowls on it to jingle: "You old man, stop here. You dare to speak ill of my elder brother. Do you still want to leave today?"
As he spoke, he bent down and pulled out a large axe, more than two meters long, from the side. The axe's surface was as big as a millstone.
Seeing the strong man carrying an ax and walking toward the old man with murderous intent, the leader who brought the old man over suddenly became anxious.
He quickly stood between the two of them: "Fifth brother, calm down, don't be impulsive."
"Brother, even though this old man is old, he is a senior who has participated in the Weihe Army. He will definitely be helpful to us."
"So what?" The fifth brother carrying the ax was not convinced by this reason and still looked murderous.
He Chengpi said in a deep voice: "Lao Wu, put down the ax."
Then he poured a glass of wine and brought it to the old man himself: "Senior, I was just a kid and I looked down on others. Don't be as knowledgeable as a rough guy like me."
The old man had been observing He Chengpi since he entered the room.
To be honest, this guy didn't have a very good image. He was not tall and a little fat. His face was full of flesh and stubble. He looked like a model of a bandit.
But this man looks stupid, but he is actually a very shrewd person with some principles.
This can be seen from what he did just now.
Although he felt that this old man was of no use, he did not immediately chase him away impatiently. Instead, he made him eat well and gave him money before leaving.
In the face of his sarcasm, no matter what he thought in his heart, at least on the surface it seemed that Yun Danfengqing didn't care, and the city was pretty good.
In the end, it was discovered that he was from the Weihe Army and might be useful to them.
This He Chengpi had no airs at all and actually poured the wine himself to apologize.
He had met a rebel leader before. Although he was well-known, his demeanor was completely different.
Faced with such a person, the old man naturally did not show up, but left secretly.
Less than three days after he left, the rebel army was wiped out by the Zhao family's worship masters.
The terrifying strength of the Zhao family minister who massacred the rebels also left a very profound lesson to the old man.
"Senior, are you not going to forgive me?" Seeing that the old man didn't react at all, He Chengpi lifted up the hem of his robe and knelt down to him.
The old man quickly supported He Chengpi: "General, you don't have to be like this."
Naturally, He Chengpi didn't really intend to kneel down. He straightened up immediately after being supported by the other party.
Instead of being angry about this, the old man admired He Chengpi even more.
What this person did was very much a reflection of the thick black science he had learned from his teacher.
Although Corporal Li Xian's performance just now was just a performance, for someone in He Chengpi's position, a gesture was actually enough in many cases.
For many people, it is very important whether they can put down their dignity and make this gesture.
"You guys eat first. I have something to discuss with my senior. Third brother, watch the door for me. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
The two of them entered the study, and He Chengpi looked at the old man with a faint smile: "Brother, there are only two of us here now. If you have anything to say, just say it." (End of Chapter)