The baby girl who was originally crying suddenly stopped crying when I picked her up. After looking at myself for a while, she laughed for the first time. And I, who had already been heartbroken, actually started to feel sad.
Compassion. In the past, none of the children they brought back burst into tears when they saw me. This was really strange.
In this case, I thought about it carefully and decided to take it back and keep it for a while.
When we returned to the village, those rich and powerful men only dared to discuss things behind my back. Only two people, Chen Shiye and Liu Bianshu, were a little brave and dared to come to me and ask me why I brought back a baby girl.
, there has never been any precedent before, using thousands of fantasy seeds on a baby girl, the effect will be greatly reduced, and the balance of the barrier may be destroyed.
How could I not know this kind of thing? How many years have passed since I saw my babies, and none of them cried, but this one smiled. Isn’t this a destiny? As for the possibility of unbalancing the barrier, there is a solution to the problem.
It’s been eleven years now, so there’s no problem. My decisions have always been correct.
Thinking of this, Wei Fangxun smiled even more. Some rude men have little knowledge after all. Even if they get some favors from the leader, they cannot compare with me.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Wei Fangxun was very glad to have brought her back.
It has been stagnant in the late stage of the Alchemy Realm for a long time. Even with the Secret Technique of Immortality, thanks to the false tree barrier, it is still controlled by the barrier. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to break through the barrier.
When I took over this matter, I already knew it and had already accepted my fate. There was no hope for the Dongyuan realm in this life. I never expected that after raising Jing girl for less than a year, the bottleneck of the Danling realm was actually slightly loosened. This girl is really mine.
Blessings.
It has been eleven years, and although I have been unable to break the bottleneck, I can clearly feel that the bottleneck is loosening a little bit. It just takes more time. There is hope in teaching the secret of longevity.
Therefore, Wei Fangxun's mentality is no longer as impetuous as before, and he treats his granddaughter more and more kindly. Of course, Wei Fangxun will only be kind to Wei Jing, and only Wei Jing will feel that her village chief grandfather is very kind and kind.
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"Grandpa, Grandpa, do you think I really look good wearing a flower and bird ring?"
When Wei Fangxun heard this, his left hand that was stroking his beard suddenly stopped. The little girl has asked this question many times. Isn't it just a garland made by the boy named Feng? Is it strange? You will know it in a few days.
Throw it aside.
He kept running to that boy's house every now and then. No, it seemed like those popular stories on the bookshelf would have to be read less by Jing'er in the future. But he said helplessly: "It's good to read. My Jing'er is the best."
It looks good, hehehe”
"Hehe, Grandpa, that's the best. Then I'll go and play with Brother Xiaofeng." After saying that, Wei Fangxun ran out of the room without waiting for an answer.
Wei Fangxun's left hand stroking his beard paused again, and he could only shake his head helplessly.
Wei Jing didn't realize that Wei Fangxun had used some spiritual power to wrap the wreath around it, causing the flowers to wither a few days later, so today's flowers were no different from yesterday's.
This girl is really
Wei Fangxun gave a gentle reproach. It would not be a problem if things continued like this. There were still two years left before the sacrifice. In a few days, Jing Yatou would be twelve years old. It was time to do something so that Jing Yatou could be with the dead man.
The boy gradually became distant.
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The wind takes care of the home.
After watching the two people leave, Feng Ziqing took out the broken sword from the house and began to chop around in the courtyard alone. After tempering his body with spiritual power, his strength had grown slightly, and he didn't feel tired even after hacking away.
, after enjoying themselves, he nodded from time to time, secretly proud of the unknown sword technique he had just performed.
After hiding the broken sword, Feng Ziqing began to think about finding a decent excuse to chop wood for half a day in the future.
While walking back and forth in circles, the courtyard door was pushed open. When I looked up, it was Wei Jing, the girl.
At this time, Wei Jing was wearing a flower and bird ring on her head, with a smile on her face. Under the background of the flowers, her face was actually a little paler than before.
Feng Zi chuckled softly, "Girl Jing, this flower and bird ring looks quite suitable on your head. Look, your face is a bit paler."
"Is it true, Brother Xiaofeng, then I'll wear it for a few more days, hehe." The girl was very happy.
"Did you not tell the village chief about the book I read to you last time?"
Wei Jing waved her hand vigorously, "No, no, don't worry."
"That's good, let's go and go out to play. Uncle Chen and the others have something to do and have to leave the village. They probably won't come back until evening."
After saying that, he grabbed Wei Jing's wrist and started wandering around the village.
In the evening, Wei Jing had already gone home, while Feng Ziqing stood alone at the entrance of the village.
At this time, Chen Shiye and Liu Bianshu were slowly driving an oxcart back. Weeds were placed on the oxcart, and a colt and a heifer were kneeling on the grass, as well as a pile of miscellaneous goods, and a handful of miscellaneous goods.
The iron scabbard jingled on it.
Feng Ziqing stepped forward to help, placed the foal and heifer at Lao Liu's house, and made an appointment to give Jing a surprise in a few days.
Outside the gate of Liu Bianshu's courtyard, Liu Bianshu took out the sword spike from his pocket and threw it to Feng Ziqing. The latter thanked him, took the scabbard from the ox cart, and went home.
In the courtyard, two people were chatting on bamboo chairs.
"Smelly kid, take that broken sword tomorrow and go to the nearby mountains to cut some firewood and come back to make a fence for those two little guys. Old Liu's broken sword is fast enough and will give you a chance to use it."
"Yes, Uncle Chen, thank you for giving me such a good opportunity."
Chen Shiye scolded with a smile, "Come on, start learning crafts from Lao Liu tomorrow. Study hard and let me enjoy more blessings in the future."
"I know, let's go to sleep."
After saying that, he got up and walked into the house. The man behind him laughed and cursed, saying that sleeping was a lie but playing with a sword was real. After sitting for a while, he got up and went back to the house.
Feng Ziqing took out the broken sword from under the bed, hung the tassel on it, and put the broken sword into its sheath. It really fits. After a closer look, it looks like that. From now on, it's up to you to make a living in the world.
After mastering the sword, sheathed it and began to practice cross-legged practice.
The next day, Feng Ziqing had breakfast, took the "Xue Feng", wrapped it in a cloth, and went out.
Near the mountain lake, there was no sign of the general at this time. Feng Ziqing washed his face a little, took the hemp rope from the bamboo house, hung it around his waist, and walked up the mountain along the path at the foot of the mountain.
Feng Ziqing did not go to the mountainside because there might be wild beasts there. He was not strong enough now and there was no need to show off.
I found a dead wood, unsheathed the "Blood Edge", chose a direction, and started chopping indiscriminately. The dead wood fell down. After a while of busy work, I happened to have two small sticks of firewood, which was consistent with the appearance of my first time cutting firewood.
After going down the mountain and returning to the bamboo house, I hid the broken sword and put the firewood aside. I looked at the sky and it was still early, so I started practicing.
About two hours later, Feng Ziqing stopped practicing, picked up firewood, and returned slowly.
Arriving at Liu Bianshu's house, Feng Ziqing put the firewood away.
The man was killing fish. When he saw the young man coming in, he smiled and said, "Hey, Xiaofeng is here. It took you so long to get these two small bundles. Are you lazy?"
"No way, look at the sweat on my face, my hands are sore." After saying that, I waved my hands.
"Okay, it's your first time to chop wood, so you can barely do it. Take a rest and get ready to eat."
During lunch, Liu Bianshu briefly talked to Feng Ziqing about the techniques of killing fish and controlling the heat during cooking. Feng Ziqing listened attentively.
After chatting for a while, Feng Ziqing got up and went home.
Chen Shiye was lying on a bamboo chair and taking a nap. He said hello and said that he was going to rest at the nearby mountain lake so that he could save some time.
After the man hummed, he warned the boy a few words to be careful. The latter nodded, drank a large gulp of water, and turned around to go out.
When I came to the lake near the mountain, I took off my clothes and took a bath, rested for a while, got up and went up the mountain, chopped firewood, returned to the bamboo house, and continued to practice.