"Baby, what happened?" The old man was surprised and very happy.
This baby can walk, which is a good thing!
I just don’t know why this kid felt strange after he woke up. It seemed like he was not the same person. Although the boy with his back to him was still as thin and thin, his back was straight. In the past, he was always rickety.
He was acting like a cow and a horse, and he had long forgotten how to walk. The old man shook his head, stubbornly believing that the boy was still the same person, it was just a slight change after people experienced great joys and great sorrows.
How could people not be the same?
"Nothing." Li Xi'an shook his head, and his golden candle-like eyes were extinguished, revealing his dark pupils that were harmless to humans and animals again.
He turned around and lay back on the straw mat.
"I feel a little stuffy when I sleep, so I just came out for some fresh air."
"This way..." The old man nodded, and just about to cover himself on the straw mat, he remembered something.
"Baby, you haven't told me why your legs are healed. I just applied medicine to you before going to bed. It's obviously a piece of dead meat, and the entire joint is necrotic. Why did you heal it in half a night?"
On the other side of the straw mat, the boy's snoring could be heard. Li Xi'an didn't reply and fell into a deep sleep.
The old man was stunned for a long time, shook his head and covered the straw mat.
He was vaguely aware of what happened to the boy, but he couldn't tell. The boy's leg injury would be cured soon, which would be a blessing to both of them.
If the boy doesn't want to say anything, he won't ask again.
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When the sun shines into the dilapidated house, thick dust floats in the beam of light.
The old man opened his eyes as usual, lifted up the straw mat and went to the street to find some food and buy medicine for the boy. He had done these things many times and was familiar with the road. He started to act naturally from the time he opened his eyes.
But he soon discovered something was wrong.
The boy's leg injury healed last night and there was no need for him to seek medicine for him anymore.
even……
The old man's complex expression fell on the straw mat not far from him. Except for a few things arranged there, the boy was nowhere to be seen.
When he walked in, there was a money bag under the straw mat. This was the compensation given by the rich gentry to the boy with a broken leg. It was just a small amount of silver to the rich gentry's family, but it was enough to support the boy's life for several years. Even if the boy and
He spent time together and never showed this money bag in front of the old man. After all, this was his last hope in life, or in other words, his wealth and life were simply placed in this yellowed money bag.
The old man understood that the boy was worried that he might have evil intentions after seeing the money bag. With the boy's body, losing the money bag would be as good as death. Therefore, the boy usually hid the money bag very tightly. When they first met, he said that he would only do it every day.
If he takes out enough money to live on, it will not be enough, and it will never be too much. If something happens to him, the old man will not be able to get the money bag.
This boy is like a young animal, silently observing the kindness or malice of the people around him.
I always like to show others my prickly side.
He likes to think about the worst-case scenario, so the old man is not angry or angry, and expresses his understanding. He has no bad intentions in the first place, and he has a clear conscience when getting along with him. This is indeed the case. After getting along with each other during this time, the boy's attitude towards him has softened a lot, like
A cub finds its favorite nest, occasionally revealing its soft and fragile neck.
The old man picked up the money bag without opening it, but just weighed it a few times.
The portions are very generous.
The rich gentry gave too much. Would a boy doing chores give him such generous compensation if he broke his leg? They have lived here for two springs and autumns, and the money they spent, especially for
The money the boy bought for the medicine was not a small sum.
The old man sighed and looked around the dilapidated house.
So he left quietly...
He was not surprised. Last night, an unimaginable change occurred in the boy. It could not be described. It did not mean that he was not clear about it. It could be that the gate of acquired heaven was opened under the precipitate of great joy and sorrow, or it could be that a powerful being in the dream granted the magic of immortality.
.This world is a big place and has everything. It’s not too weird to be able to recover from tuberculosis with a broken leg overnight.
The old man stood up, weighed the yellowed money bag in his hand, and planned to go to a famous restaurant on the street to exchange for some fine wine.
The boy left quietly, still thinking of his care for the past two years.
"By the way, I haven't seen what kind of money it is yet. In the past few years, merchants have not accepted snake-marked money. If not, the kid would have given me the usable money and left some waste money, right?" The old man returned his feet.
Before I stepped out of the door of the dilapidated house, I was surprised.
This was an unreasonable amount of compensation, and he suddenly thought that it might be the rich gentry's family who used the useless snake-striped mouth to fool the kid.
The old man stopped weighing the money bag, untied the string on it, and looked inside.
The head tilts back reflexively.
The bright golden light hit the old man's yellow face. What was inside was not silver, but gold!
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In the south of the city, the wealthy gentry live.
Not only are the roads paved with stone slabs, but the horse-drawn carriages that come and go are far beyond what civilians in the west can compare to.
Although I don’t have a lot of capital, I have learned a lot about my mistakes. I believe in the rules of the upper class. For example, I have to take a carriage everywhere I go, and I also take a carriage wherever I can reach within a few steps. The luxury of the carriage is an important factor in the comparison between these families.
, can't lag behind others. At first, it was a horse matching a luxurious cabin, but later it evolved into comparing horses to whose horses are more valuable. After all, anyone can repair and build a carriage, and the magic horse is hard to find.
In the Zhu family's courtyard, the burly divine horse neighed for a moment and then fell silent.
The guard at the door glanced inside and saw nothing unusual and continued to take a nap against the wall.
The boy's eyes were rolling with lava, and he reached out to touch the neck of the dark horse, and stroked it down the fur. The magical horse, which was usually so arrogant that no one would accept it, didn't say a word, and it didn't dare to say a word.
"Demon?" Li Xi'an asked.
"Why did the demon come here to work as a coolie for humans?"
The big black horse's eyes were wide open, and its nostrils were turned upward. The boy in front of him looked malnourished, and he was so thin that he seemed to be knocked over by the wind, but he still did not dare to utter a sound. The pressure on him from those golden eyes was no greater than the pressure he once practiced in the mountains.
The big demon I saw came from a bad place.
What is this? The big dark horse snorted.
When a human feels the aura of the great demon, he feels that he must have gone insane because he didn't eat well last night.
But it still didn't dare to make a sound.
"I'm asking you a question." Li Xi'an withdrew his hand from stroking the neck of the divine horse, and instead hit the horse's head. It is said that the horse was brought back home by Master Zhu after he had exhausted all his strength, and it was also kicked by this horse.
The boy's leg was broken and he became a cripple. Li Xi'an was about to leave the city to pursue it. Before leaving, he planned to see what the ferocious horse in the boy's impression was like. Unexpectedly, he caught a monster.
Much stronger than ordinary rising creatures, Li Xi'an looked at it.
He couldn't touch the level of Qing Yan's rise, he added in his mind.
But since it is a monster, it means that it is a psychic. Why did the psychic horse attack an ordinary boy for no reason?
"You think I do!" the horse demon neighed, his words full of grievances.
"It's not like I can't survive being a monster anymore, so I can only do hard labor for humans." It said, its expression suddenly became proud, "The master here entertains me with delicious food and drinks, for fear of making me unhappy. Seeing this big
I don’t have a yard, someone built it specially for me. It’s not like being in the mountains, where I’m so scared that if a tiger or a wolf or something pops up that day, I’ll die and I won’t have a filly to pick up the body.”
"Predators don't waste food." Li Xi'an corrected.
When he hunted prey in the mountains, he never wasted it. All the bones and fur were stuffed into his mouth. Predators are like this. Tigers, leopards and jackals would not fail to collect the corpse of the horse, and would treat it well with their sharp teeth and sharp teeth.
"That's right." The horse demon nodded in agreement, and suddenly his face became mournful.
"The filly who collects the carcass for me will also be eaten."
This horse's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.
After crying, it became serious. When it took a closer look at the thin boy, it felt that he looked familiar. It did seem familiar. It thought and looked at the boy's face carefully. The next moment, it turned pale with fright, and its dark horse face turned into a cross.
Pale. Isn't this...isn't this the strange boy from two years ago? The horse demon's hooves bounced back, the whole body of the burly horse trembled, and the pampered horse's belly trembled three times.
Even though he had only met him once, Dark Horse still had a deep memory. At that time, the boy was a boy of the Zhu family. He had been working as a servant for many years and had been bought for him almost since he was a child. Originally, it was because the boy of the Zhu family was in need of a companion and he seemed to like him.
He came back, and he seemed to have planned to train him as a companion. I don’t know what happened next, but I only know that the boy was trusted by him and was sent to take care of him.
But the feeling that hit him at the moment of contact was so terrifying, like a demon, that it was so suppressed that it couldn't breathe, so it subconsciously raised its hoof and kicked it.
Someone's leg was broken.
Speaking of which, Ma Yao felt quite guilty.
Now the demon god is back intact, standing in front of it, staring at it with its pair of strange golden eyes, and the aura it exudes is comparable to that of the great demon.
"Recognize me?"
"Sir, how could I not recognize you, my master?" The horse demon smiled apologetically.
Originally, he would not have such a flattering face, but fortunately, he has been out with Master Zhu in recent years, and has learned a lot about the ways of the world, and I think he is quite qualified to be a horse-legged boy.
"How well do you know this nearby area?" Li Xi'an ignored the horse face and just asked questions.
He was not familiar with the place where he was born. He really was not familiar with the place. The journey from Taihang to Kunlun was on the same map. This Yaochi dream brought him to Kyushu across tens of millions of years. There was no other useful information in the boy's memory.
Li Xi'an now needs a guide who can take him across the land. Now that he has lost his dragon body, the boy's body has not even embarked on the path of spiritual practice. He is too weak and it is unrealistic for him to go on his own. The horse in front of him is good. If he is also proficient in the surrounding geography,
He thought it could be used.
"Sir, when I was not in the Zhu family in the early years, I traveled all over the country. It can be said that I have all the surrounding areas in my heart. If you ask me, I can answer every detail."
"So powerful?" Li Xi'an looked sideways.
According to Qingniao, Kyushu is so vast that it is unimaginable. Is this the same as Rising Creatures? The horse demon said that he traveled all over the country?
The horse demon nodded, thinking that this time he would not have to suffer any disaster. No matter what the young man in front of him was going to do, he knew everything and hurriedly deceived him away.
"Good."
Hearing the boy's approval, the horse demon looked a little more solemn. He was waiting to answer this man's question.
"How much did your master spend to buy you back?"
The horse demon hesitated, vaguely feeling that this question was wrong, but facing those golden candle eyes, he still answered honestly.
"One hundred taels of gold!" One hundred taels of gold buys a horse. Even if the horse is magical, it is not such a waste of money. Therefore, the horse demon is quite proud, proving that he has full commercial value.
Unexpectedly, it heard the boy whispering softly.
"so cheap?"
What? Cheap? What do you mean so cheap? The horse demon was furious and shrank back under those eyes.
Li Xi'an put his hand on the ironware next to the stable, and when he shook it, he actually left a fist-sized hole in the ironware.
Then the horse demon was stunned.
Bits of gold sprinkled from the boy's fingers, covering the vat from which he usually drank in the blink of an eye.
"There should be more, just consider it as compensation." Li Xi'an clapped his hands.
"Master!" the horse demon cried, and when he saw the boy coming to hold the reins, he stepped back.
"You're not going to take me away from Zhu's house, are you?"
"Don't want to?"
"I don't want to." The horse demon's head shook like a rattle. "Unsatisfied, you said it's cheap because you regard me as a demon. But in the eyes of this family, I am not a demon, just a magical horse. They
I bought back my ordinary horse with a hundred taels of gold, so I am not a monster now, it is just a horse that can run fast and grow strong. I don’t want to go back to the old days and just be a carriage here.
The coolies I work for are pretty good, but they can’t even be called coolies. This family doesn’t suffer me at all.”
Li Xi'an stared at the horse demon for a long time.
The horse demon rarely dared to look at him, and he saw determination on the horse demon's face, complete determination!
From that horse's face, Li Xi'an could tell that the other party was ready to kill him with violence.
Suddenly, both fell silent.
Then it was broken by a chuckle.
"You are actually very scared."
"Afraid!"
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of dying on the road? Or are you afraid that I will kill you now." Li Xi'an sat casually on the ground in front of the horse demon.
"Afraid!" the horse demon neighed.
"If you are afraid, then I might as well ask you what exactly you desire. Do you desire to eat and die among the human family, without doing anything like monsters, or do you want to run around the world and be a retrograde pebble?"
"I am a horse..."
"No, you are a demon. You must be a demon first, and then a horse."
The horse demon was completely crushed. It lowered its head and stared at the boy sitting on the ground. The boy's back was very straight, like a sword. The horse demon couldn't help but think, if this is really a sword, it will be sharp and boundless when it is opened.
Point to the sky.
The people it has seen in the past were all rickets.
It's the same for everyone. Whether it's the handyman in the yard or the guard guarding the door. The rich Zhu family is also inevitable, but their rickety partner has become a nobleman who has climbed higher. This boy died two years ago
That side was also stooped, and it looked like it couldn't walk upright on two feet. But now this boy straightened his back, neither contemptuous nor flattering, as if he regarded all things as equals, and he himself was also the equal of all things.
one.
Otherwise, there would be so much to talk about.
If you don't like them and kill them, you can just take them away by force. As for the compensation for the Zhu family, I really think too much.
The horse demon was silent.
It doesn't want to return to the path of practice because it has seen too many such things and is tired. Being a monster on the path of practice is not as enjoyable as setting up a carriage for a mortal.
Practice spiritual practice, be full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and be dedicated to treasures and opportunities.