"Have you ever noticed that Xiao Ling is a little weird?"
"It doesn't matter what you say, since I came back from drinking yesterday, I have often lost my mind and made mistakes. I even forgot about my morning exercises in the morning!"
"Tell me, could it be that Xiaoling was bullied when he went drinking yesterday?"
"It's impossible. Although Xiaoling's martial arts skills are not as good as ours, who in this small town can bully him!"
A group of escorts secretly looked at Linghe River.
At this moment, Linghe stood motionless with a broom in hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's wrong with you? You don't practice martial arts in broad daylight because you want to bleed more in the future!"
Song Leizi's voice was bold and he strode over.
"Brother Song, keep your voice down!"
One of the bodyguards quickly made a silence gesture to Song Leizi.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Song Lezi asked with a puzzled look.
"look!"
The escort looked in the direction of Linghe River, and Song Laizi saw him standing there stupidly by Linghe River.
"You have more than ten grown men staring at a child and making comments. I think you are too busy!" Song Lezi said without temper.
"Brother Song, we don't have any other ideas. We just think Xiaoling is a little weird since he came back from buying wine yesterday!" Another escort hurriedly explained.
"Is it weird?" Song Leizi looked at the Linghe River again.
"Yes, you don't know that Xiaoling was sitting on the roof in a daze yesterday, and that in the morning, he cooked the porridge." The escort replied.
"There is such a thing!"
Song Laizi looked at Linghe who was still in a daze with interest.
"Not to mention, that kid Xiao Ling has been in a daze there. Even when we talked so loudly, he didn't get disturbed. It's really weird!"
"Yes, so we wonder if Xiaoling was bullied in the town yesterday?" the escort agreed.
"This is impossible. What is the status of our escort agency in this small town? Who dares to bully our people!" Song Leizi waved his hand.
"If it's not bullying, what else could it be?" the escort asked, confused.
Song Laizi touched his chin, "I think I probably know it!"
"Brother Song, what did you guess, tell me now!"
The curiosity of all the escorts was instantly aroused.
"My husband doesn't shed tears easily because he hasn't reached the point where he is sad!"
Song Laizi put his hands behind his back, like a scholar, and softly recited poetry.
All the escorts looked at each other, what did their boss mean?
"Don't worry about this, let me handle it!"
Song Leizi waved his hands without explaining anything, and walked slowly towards the Linghe River, leaving the bodyguards looking at each other in shock.
Ling Hebian was really not in a good mood these past two days. He didn't even bother to practice last night. The scene he saw yesterday was always echoing in his mind.
"Xiao Ling!"
Song Leizi suddenly patted Ling Hebian on the shoulder.
The person beside the Linghe River was suddenly taken aback by such a slap.
"Chief escort, why are you here?"
Seeing that it was Song Leizi, Ling Hebian breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but blame Patriarch Ling for why someone came over and didn't remind him.
However, thinking about the fact that he left the town yesterday because he didn't listen to his wishes, the ancestor was getting angry with him.
"What are you thinking about? I've been here for a long time and you haven't noticed yet?" Song Laizi put his hand on Linghe's shoulder.
"What am I thinking about?" Ling Hebian scratched his head.
"Without any thought, you will sweep the leaves away again?" Song Laizi looked at the ground.
Only then did Ling Hebian notice that the fallen leaves that had been swept into a pile on the ground had been swept into a mess by him at some point, and his face suddenly turned red.
"Chief escort, I..."
"Okay, okay, this is not a big deal. I see that you are always absent-minded in doing things today, so I will give you a day off and have a good rest!" Song Laizi waved his hand.
"Chief escort, I don't need a holiday!" Ling Hebian said anxiously.
"There is no need. Young people, don't stay in a small place all day long. Go outside for a walk sometimes. Only then will you realize that there is never a lack of beauty in the world, but you just lack the eyes to discover beauty!" Song Lezi advised.
"There is never a lack of beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to discover beauty!"
Ling Hebian murmured, then lowered his head and said: "But I don't know where to go?"
"This is not easy, go to soap...ahem, I mean our town has mountains and rivers, you should take a walk and take a look!" Song Laizi coughed lightly.
Soap what?
Ling Hebian had some doubts in his heart.
But in the end, after some persuasion from Song Leizi, Ling Hebian left the Bufan Escort Agency.
Before leaving, Song Leizi did not forget to let Ling Hebian enjoy the holiday time.
When Ling Hebian left, a group of bodyguards immediately surrounded Song Leizi.
In fact, they felt very baffled by Song Lezi's behavior.
"Brother Song, why did you let Xiaoling go out alone?"
"Yeah yeah!"
Looking at the doubtful looks of each of his brothers, Song Leizi put his hands behind his back and shook his head in a masterly manner, "The mountain man has his own clever plan!"
Okay, their boss is starting to show off again.
…
After coming out of the Extraordinary Escort Bureau, I walked aimlessly along the Linghe River, and unknowingly came to the blacksmith shop.
In the small town, the places he went to most were either the blacksmith shop or the department store in the center of the town.
"Dang Dang Dang"
I heard the sound of hammering coming from inside.
Ling Hebian knew that Boss Duan had started blacksmithing again.
The ancestors said that Boss Duan of the blacksmith shop is not only a monk in the integration stage, but also an extremely skilled weapon refiner.
With a level of cultivation like this, one might not be said to be all-powerful outside a small town, but at least he is the overlord of one party.
But this time the boss actually stayed in the small town and worked as an ordinary blacksmith.
Ling Hebian walked in subconsciously.
He did not disturb Duan Zheng while he was waiting for his blacksmithing.
Instead, he watched quietly as Duan Zhenghou hit the red iron block with a hammer over and over again, watching the iron block take shape bit by bit.
Finally, with a "squeak" sound, wisps of white mist emerged from the bucket.
"Are you going to make weapons again?"
Duan Zhenghou had a piece of khaki cloth hanging around his neck. He reached out and wiped the khaki cloth on his sweaty face.
Logically speaking, monks should not sweat, but the ancestor said that Duan Zhenghou deliberately concealed his cultivation and became a real mortal.
"No, no, I'm not here to let you make weapons?" Ling He shook his head and said.
"Oh, then what are you here for?" Duan Zhenghou asked suspiciously.
"I..."
Ling Hebian lowered his head and said sheepishly: "Our chief escort gave me a day off. I didn't know where to go, so I came here to take a look!"
"Then Song Bapi would be so kind as to give you a day off?" Duan Zhenghou asked with great interest.
"Our escort chief, Mr. Song, is a very good person!" Ling Hebian argued.
"Well, he won't ask me to make weapons for him every now and then. Those who know better think I run a blacksmith shop, and those who don't know think I make weapons specifically for your escort agency!!"