Negative thousand two hundred steps.

Longevity is 1,200 years old.

How loud is this sentence?

The insects in the jagged sac seemed to be in a daze. Qi Wuhuo looked up at the old man in front of him. His chewing movements slowed down and said, "Are you kidding?"

"According to legend, even Peng Zu only lived for 800 years, one thousand two hundred years old?"

The old man spread his hands and smiled and said, "Whoever calls you this guy, don't want this, don't want that. The old man is angry, so he is naturally a joke for you. Haha...ah, don't be angry, and leave me with meat porridge!"

The old man wanted to joke a few times, but when he saw the young man in this small town moves quickly and takes away the old man's meat porridge. He couldn't help laughing and called out a few times before the young man put the meat porridge back for him.

Qi Wuhuo has always been silent and upright in daily life. Only at this time can you see the personality of some thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, and the old man caresses his beard and smiles.

From then on, the so-called good fate will no longer be mentioned.

The place where Qi Wuhuo lived was a remote place in the town, but the news spread very quickly. The matter of an old man being brought back by a child from the outside of Qi's family soon spread across several nearby streets.

Some say that this is from an elder of the same sect, some say that this is a marriage agreement, and some say that Qi Wuhuo is greedy for the old man's wealth and can make a living offering. If you want to ask why, look at the purple robe he wore, but the clothes he was wearing, there was no match for the entire town.

If it weren't for this, how could the destitute house Qi Wuhuo, who was extremely poor, bring him back?

These miscellaneous words were passed on, but Qi Wuhuo ignored them, "A gentleman is upright and has no fault." Those people also felt bored, and slowly the news was suppressed by the "big news" and "new topics" of others.

This is probably the case in small towns and villages.

Ten more days later, heavy snow fell, and the whole town became more and more purified, as if isolated from the world. The old man who claimed his surname was Li and named Li Fan slowly cooked a pot of tea, and Qi Wuhuo was carrying an axe and chopping firewood in the yard.

For some reason, he felt that during these ten days, his strength grew more and more. Even the strong man had to split the firewood as thick as a bowl and even the strong man had to cut it out. He had to do five or six times before, but now he could do it with just one axe.

Another axe was chopped down, and the firewood was split open with just a click, but the axe was constantly casting, and it slashed deeply on the ground, and the axe blade was embedded in it and could not be pulled out for a while.

Qi Wuhuo was stunned.

The old man who made tea suddenly teased and smiled: "The strength comes from his own strength. I didn't expect that Wuhuo, you still have a few martial arts skills in the world. Have you practiced any magical skills?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said, "No."

After thinking about it, he bent down and twisted the firewood and said, "It is probably because the firewood has been stored for too long and the wood has become loose, so it is easier to chop it."

Just as I was thinking, a knock came from outside the door.

This small wooden house also has a small courtyard. The door was already dilapidated. Qi Wuhuo made a simple wooden door with a wooden stake, but it opened with just a push. Some rough people even kicked it open, but the person who came still knocked on the door. Qi Wuhuo already knew who the visitor was.

Put down the axe that chops firewood, tidy up your appearance a little, and quickly go to open the door.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened, and there was snow on the door. When it opened, it fell to the ground with movement. There were three old pine trees beside the road outside the door, and there were people under the pine trees.

Qi Wuhuo looked up and saw that it was the gentleman wearing a green robe. The robe on his body was thick but not cumbersome. On one side was a woman wearing a white peony jacket embroidered with a big bowl of peony jacket, holding a green bamboo bone umbrella to shelter from the wind and snow. The men and women were elegant in temperament, which was incompatible with this small town.

When others looked at it, they were so different from the poor boy who wore a short brown robe who had just tied his hair with a straw rope and did not have a undressed face.

Qi Wuhuo bowed slightly and said calmly:

"I don't know if it's Mr. Su and his wife who are visiting, so please come in."

Su Shengyuan stretched out his hand to stop and smiled and said, "No, it's going to snow heavily. I will accompany my wife home to visit my relatives. I will have to go to the next city tonight. I still have a long way to go, so I won't go in."

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes slightly, and then he saw on the roadside, a blue carriage pulled by two horses a few hundred steps away from this remote alley, and there seemed to be a fiery red figure on it. He opened the curtain of the carriage and looked at it.

When I saw Qi Wuhuo, I shook my palm happily.

Su Shengyuan glanced at his wife and coughed slightly.

The elegant woman gave her husband a blank look, then took the initiative to hand over a package in her arms, tidied up her collar for Qi Wuhuo, and said with a wide voice: "It's very cold in winter, don't freeze it. There are two cotton clothes and a pair of thin needle-eye thick-soled shoes. You can just use it for these three months."

"No refusal is allowed."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned and said, "How did this make..."

Su Shengyuan smiled and raised his hand and said, "I know you have a clear personality, but don't you hear that the elders can't refuse it?" Okay, okay, no confusion, your teacher's wife is kind, so don't refuse again."

He exhaled another breath of air conditioning and asked, "There are no talks in these days, the snow and winter, and I have never started to talk about what you have learned in the past few years. How have you mastered? Let me ask you a few questions?"

Immediately after the boy nodded, he immediately asked.

Qi Wuhuo answered one by one.

Su Shengyuan stroking his beard for a long time and sighed, "Okay, OK."

He stretched out his hand and patted Qi Wuhuo's shoulder hard, and said, "I will recommend you in the spring test after March. With your talent, you will dominate the battle. Within three years, your reputation will be between the prefectures and counties."

"Please encourage it, encourage it!"

Qi Wuhuo seemed to hear the old man in the yard sneering disdain.

But for some reason, Su Shengyuan seemed to have not heard it.

After a while of greeting, Su Shengyuan encouraged Qi Wukuo much, and then left under the secret urging of his wife.

When I returned to the carriage, I still felt deeply moved.

Even his wife was a little surprised by her husband's performance and said, "That child... is really so talented?"

Su Shengyuan sighed: "It's not just a person who knows it by nature! Every time I speak, there are amazing things. I have been walking in the fourth and fourth fields of Jiuzhou for more than 30 years, or have more knowledge than him, but I have never seen anyone more talented than him."

I thought about it and looked to one side.

There is a young girl named Fang Shisan, with her two sagging feathers, and wearing red clothes, playing with a small mechanism in her hand. She is the daughter of the Su family. She loves her at home and is wearing clothes made of firefox fur. The cuffs and collar are rolled over, revealing white fluff, which makes her look cute. I think she will be very beautiful in a few years.

Su Shengyuan pondered:

"Yue'er, do you remember Qi Wuhuo?"

The girl laughed and said, "Remember, that guy is always straight, like a bamboo, and is always the first guy to come. Father, you said the one who is very talented, of course I remember."

Su Shengyuan pondered and suddenly said:
Chapter completed!