With the endorsement of the old man, an elder of the village, and the excuse of Shitou, Fang Chang settled in Xiama Village smoothly.
March has passed quickly.
The house that the old man gave Fang Chang is not far from the end of the village. It is indeed an old house, and it is a kind of earth house made of large mud bricks, which is very sturdy.
There are many such houses in the village, but now most villagers live in brick houses, and many mud houses are abandoned.
These are all thanks to the Qinglong Gang.
Although Lin Zhen, the leader of the Qinglong Gang who came out of Xiama Village, did not directly give money to the village, all the young people of the right age in the village could find a job in the Qinglong Gang.
As long as you are willing to work hard, you can build a new brick house for your family in three to five years.
If you are willing to work hard, this time will be even shorter.
The old man's son had previously found a job in the Qinglong Gang branch as a coachman, but he also drove cars for the branch's senior officials.
He may seem to have a low status, but he can control the leader's schedule and is considered one of the leader's confidants. Everyone should give him some face.
As for the grandson of the old man, I heard that he has joined the Qinglong Gang as the chief helmsman. Now he is a senior gang member, and if he goes further, he will be a middle-level cadre.
But that's exactly what happened. The grandson had a great need for money.
Almost every year, most of the income of the old man's family is spent on his grandson to practice martial arts and seek a future. The whole family lives a tight life.
This is one of the reasons why the old man was attracted by the golden leaves given by Fang Chang.
This day.
Fang Chang is in the courtyard instructing his nominal disciple Xiao Shitou to practice martial arts, a seemingly simple eagle claw skill.
When he was the owner of a ghost shop, his assistant Zhu Gui practiced this Kung Fu. It was also the trophy of the first person he killed in time travel, which is very memorable.
However, even if the power is completely sealed, the vision and insight are still there. The Eagle Claw Skill has long been changed beyond recognition, and it is also more suitable for the environment of the Land of Unparalleled Spirits.
Even though Xiao Shitou is still young and has incomplete muscles and bones, his Eagle Claw Skill is both internal and external, so there is no need to worry about damaging his potential.
After practicing for less than three months, Xiao Shitou has already mastered a set of moves to great effect.
"Master."
After practicing, Little Shitou stood respectfully in front of Fang Chang, his little face tensed, like a little adult, looking very serious and a little nervous.
He may not have known what it meant to be a disciple before.
But after spending three months together, he already understood how lucky he was to become a disciple.
Not to mention his increased strength, the friends in the village did not dare to bully him at will, and the life at home became a little more lively because of the arrival of the master.
His mother, who was always tired, smiled more often and taught him every now and then that he must respect his master well in the future.
The most important thing is that he can eat meat every day.
In the past, my mother would only buy half a kilo of the fragrant meat slices during occasional festivals, but now she doesn't eat them at every meal and her stomach is full.
“Not bad, not bad, I’m already proficient in the moves, the rest is just a matter of time and effort.
The way to practice is to be precise and pure. Your muscles and bones are growing and developing, so too many routines will damage your potential.
In addition, if your mind is pure and you can concentrate on it, this set of skills can just help you recharge your energy and make a lot of progress.
Even though it seems useless now, as long as you are willing to practice unremittingly for ten years, after ten years, once the physical barrier is broken, you will become a first-class master in the world."
Fang Chang put a lot of thought into the young apprentice he took in casually.
"By the way, what did your mother cook for us today?"
Xiao Shitou, who was listening attentively to Master's teachings, was not very adaptable to Master's changes in thinking, but he still answered seriously:
"There are stir-fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, a wild crucian carp soup, and red croakers with big hoofs."
"It's okay. I'll give you the crucian carp soup if it's too greasy. Give me the crucian carp soup."
Fang Chang smacked his lips and made arrangements in advance.
After sealing his power, he seemed to have truly become a mortal, and the forgotten feelings came to his mind again.
And he gradually found a way to become a mortal.
The first thing is to forget the powerful cultivation that changed the world and the world, and truly treat yourself as a mortal.
This is one of the difficulties in entering the mortal world.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Many times, he unconsciously wants to use magic to solve problems.
For example, in a very simple matter, when he sees a cup rolling off the table, his first reaction is not to catch it, but to move his fingers to stop the cup.
Then the cup fell to the ground decisively and shattered on the ground.
It seems that without mana, he can't do many things.
He is gradually getting used to his ordinaryness, and is gradually sealing away the memories of the past.
The magic of locking the gods is still working, this time it is his memory, or the reality in his memory that is locked.
His powerful past was like a dream. Although he still remembered what happened, he was more like a spectator at this time.
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
Xiao Shitou saw that his master suddenly became dazed and couldn't help but ask.
Fang Chang smiled, his eyes unconsciously trance-like.
"I don't think so. It's just that my teacher has become more and more fond of dreaming at night. I always fall asleep for a long time and don't want to wake up."
Xiao Shitou said with a worried look on his face: "Are you not used to living there? My mother said that the master must have been a noble prince in the past and had many people waiting on him.
Shitou is so clumsy, it's all because I didn't take good care of Master."
"It's okay, I'll probably get used to it later."
Fang Chang's ears twitched and he said with a smile:
"The delicious food is here, go and open the door."
When Xiao Shitou heard this, he forgot what he had just said and happily opened the courtyard door. Behind the door was his mother carrying a food box.
"Mom! Let me help you get it."
Little Shitou hurriedly took the food box.
"Shitou, have you listened to Master today?"
Stone Girl's name is Shen Xiuwen. She is only in her early twenties. She has a hairpin skirt, a face with oval seeds, and a pair of big watery eyes. She has a delicate appearance and fair skin. She looks soft and weak, and looks easy to bully.
She touched Xiao Shi Shi's head and asked with a smile.
Nowadays, both men and women get married early, especially the girls in the village. Many of them get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
Shen Xiuwen married Shitou's father at the age of fourteen, and had Shitou at the age of fifteen.
However, it would be a big mistake to think that she is really weak because she was able to raise her child alone after Shitou's father died.
According to Shitou, his mother once beat away three old women.
Fang Chang once again felt that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
"Mom, I'm so good."
But before Shitou finished speaking, Shen Xiuwen had already walked up to Fang Chang.
"Brother Fang, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Shen Xiuwen fiddled with the tableware and thanked Fang Chang, with a bit of shyness hidden in her eyes.
Fang Chang had already asked Xiao Shitou to move and replied casually:
"I haven't even bothered my sister-in-law yet. She delivers food to us every day. Thank you for your hard work."
"Huh... this fish soup is so fresh and sweet. My sister-in-law is really good at making it. I have to learn from you when I have time."
Shen Xiuwen covered her mouth and smiled, staring at Fang Chang with watery eyes.
"Brother Fang is joking. You are a person in the sky, how can you be contaminated by the dust in the kitchen? If you like it, I will make it for you every day.
Besides, there is still plenty of money left over from the money you gave me."
In order to compensate Shitou for nutrition and provide him with three meals a day, Fang Chang gave Shitou his mother some money.
"Don't be reluctant, a child is in the stage of laying the foundation for martial arts training. I don't have much money, otherwise I should prepare a medicinal bath for him.
Now he can only maintain his daily consumption through food supplements.
If my sister-in-law is short of money, please don't be polite to me. Although I don't have much money, I have enough to eat."
Fang Chang looked at the stone that was holding a big elbow and chewing on it until his mouth was full of oil, and said with a smile.
Shen Xiuwen nodded. "I know."
Fang Chang and Xiao Shitou were having dinner, and Shen Xiuwen was not idle either. She walked into the room very familiarly and helped Fang Chang clean up the room.
Her hands and feet were diligent and she quickly cleaned the room and then put away Fang Chang's clothes.
After dinner, the sound of Shitou reading could be heard again in the courtyard.
In addition to teaching Shitou martial arts, Fang Chang also taught Shitou how to read and write. This was one of the reasons why Shen Xiuwen was grateful to Fang Chang.
Practicing martial arts can only strengthen your body, and reading can only make you understand.
Shitou's father lost his life outside just because of his skill.
By the way, Shitou's father was also a member of the Qinglong Gang, but he was a hard-working and dedicated person. He lost his life in a gang war, leaving behind orphans and widows.
But Shen Xiuwen did not shy away from martial arts and felt that practicing martial arts was not good.
In this world, if you don't have martial arts, how can you protect yourself and your family?
But after practicing martial arts, you have to study. Only by studying can you understand the truth and avoid being used as a knife and losing your life in vain.
Listening to Shi Shi's childish voice, Shen Xiuwen hugged the square-length clothes with a bit of sadness in her eyes.
It would be great if days like this continued.
Although there are a few old ladies in the village spreading rumors about her and Brother Fang, it is undeniable that others are more polite to her.
There always has to be a man to support the family.
It's a pity that she doesn't deserve it and doesn't dare to have such thoughts.
"Brother Fang, I took your clothes back and washed them, and then brought them to you after they were dried."
Shen Xiuwen packed up Fang Chang and Shitou's leftover food boxes, packed Fang Chang's clothes, and said goodbye with a smile.
"Sorry, sister-in-law."
Fang Chang feels relaxed when someone washes his own clothes.
He doesn't have a clean body now. He will sweat when he is hot. If he doesn't take a shower for several days, a layer of mud will be rubbed off his body.
But now there is no automatic washing machine. It is only with the help of Shitou's mother that he can maintain the hygienic habit of changing it every day.
The days passed so simply.
The people in Xiama Village are used to having such an extra person in the village.
The main reason is that when Fang Chang came, he did not occupy their land and did not touch their pitiful interests. Even water, food, and a few worthless vegetables were bought from them with money.
Some children who had no money to go to school would lie on the wall and study with stones every day, but Fang Chang would not chase them away.
Gradually, although Fang Chang did not communicate much with the people in Xiama Village, he somehow gained some prestige.
After all, a young man with good martial arts, good knowledge, and good looks will naturally have a sense of oppression from the upper class towards them.
At first, some people were worried that if Fang Chang came to Xiama Village to take refuge, he would bring danger to Xiama Village.
But as time went by, the accident did not happen, more and more people benefited from Fang Chang, and these voices became less and less.
in a blink.
It has been more than half a year since Fang Chang came to Xiama Village.
The new year is here.
The sound of firecrackers in the village has been crackling non-stop since early morning, and the unique smell of sulfur from gunpowder permeates every corner of Xiama Village.
"Is there any big event today? Why is the village so lively?"
Fang Chang asked Xiao Shitou.
Wearing tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat, the little stone with a lively and festive look on his body replied:
"I heard from my mother that today is the day when the real grandpa returns to the village, so it is very lively. Even the county magistrate is here."
"Real grandpa? Lin Zhen, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, no wonder he is like this."
A square and long jaw indicates understanding.
Every year at the end of the year, Lin Zhen goes home to pay homage to his ancestors, so Xiama Village is particularly lively at this time because there will be many important people accompanying him.
Returning home in rich clothes is everyone's simplest vision.
Lin Zhen is naturally no exception.
"Master, Mom wants to invite you to our house for New Year's Eve dinner tonight, will you come?"
Shitou came here with a mission today. He raised his head and looked forward to it.
Fang Chang shook his head: "No need, you and your mother will have fun eating."
Shitou's parents died early, so Shitou doesn't have any grandparents. He and his mother are the only ones in the family.
If he went to someone else's house for a New Year's Eve dinner at night, he might not know what the news would be like in the village.
It doesn't matter to him, but Shitou's mother still needs her reputation.
Shitou was a little disappointed, but Fang Chang's prestige in his heart had gradually surpassed that of his mother. He didn't dare to disobey, so he could only nod.
"I understand, Master, can I bring you some food and wine later?"
"This is fine."
Fang Chang agreed.
The stone bounced away again.
After a while, Shitou's mother came.
"Brother Fang dislikes me and Shitou?"
Shen Xiuwen's eyes were red.
Fang Chang was dumbfounded: "Where do you start talking about this?"
Shen Xiuwen said with a bit of tears: "Then why do you never come to my house for a meal?
Forget it on weekdays, today is the Chinese New Year. I thought that Brother Fang was alone, so I asked Shitou to invite Brother Fang.
But why did you still refuse? Is there a tiger in my house?"
Fang Chang laughed dryly: "Aren't you afraid that people in the village will spread gossip and ruin my sister-in-law's reputation?"
Shen Xiuwen said: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanting shadows. Even a woman like me is not afraid. What is Brother Fang, a great knight with great martial arts skills, afraid of?"
Having said this, he nodded helplessly: "Okay then."
Shen Xiuwen wiped her eyes and laughed again, with a bit of anger and coquettishness.
"Then you come early, I've prepared a lot of dishes."
"Eh."
Fang Chang watched Shen Xiuwen leave with a gloomy expression.
In just half a year, the once magnificent main world and the various cultivation careers seemed to have a hazy shadow.
When the reality of the memory faded, he seemed to have returned to his original appearance - the cowardly young man who hid in the toilet all night without daring to come out after seeing the thief entering the house, and the paper man smiled slyly, with a little more soft-heartedness.
"What exactly do I want?"
When it got dark, Fang Chang still couldn't figure out the reason.
He stepped towards Shitou's house, but there was a bit of panic and confusion in his back.
…
"Huh?"
Lin Zhen, who had just returned from his ancestral grave, looked at his back in the distance with hesitation in his eyes.
"That person doesn't seem to be from this village?"
Lin Zhen, who is already over eighty years old, now looks like he is in his forties due to his profound skills and his usual pampering.
When the village chief of Xiama Village next to him heard this, he followed his line of sight and recognized Fang Chang's identity at a glance.
After all, only Fang Chang in Xiama Village wears such a coquettish white gown.
He smiled and replied: "Uncle Zhen, that person is indeed not from our Xiama Village. He is a foreign warrior who was guaranteed to live in Xiama Village by Uncle Dan.
I heard that he took a fancy to a child in our village, so he settled in and took the child as his apprentice, hoping to teach him martial arts.
He has lived in our village for more than half a year and has always been very honest."
"Um."
Lin Zhen nodded and looked away.
"Let's go back."
Behind him was a large group of people from Wuyang and Wuyang.
