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Chapter 17 Martial Artist

Qin Yong's words suddenly changed, the heaviness on his face disappeared, and he continued with a very calm smile: "It wasn't until more than a hundred years ago that the Changping Hou clan emerged. When looking for the scattered tribesmen, they traced their origins and found us. So we

Only then did one branch recognize its ancestors and return to the sect, and began to take Changping Marquis as the sect leader."

Then, Qin Yong puffed up his chest, and then said in a proud tone: "The land in our Qinjia Village is all under the name of the Marquis of Changping. We don't have to pay any taxes to the court, let alone perform labor. All the income we earn from farming is ours."

It belongs to us, which is why among the eight villages in the four miles, our Qinjia Village is the most prosperous and healthy."

Qin Yong softened his tone and continued in a calm tone: "Of course, in order to maintain the glory of the clan, we branches need to protect the clan master's lineage."

Having said this, Qin Yong paused and asked: "Are you surprised that there are basically no teenagers between the ages of eighty-nine and fourteen or fifteen in our village?"

Qin Yong didn't need the three children to answer, so he asked and answered: "Because, every two years, people from the Changping Marquis will come to pick up eight or nine-year-old children, gather the young people of appropriate age from each branch, and send them to the Marquis.

The government conducted unified training for six years.”

Just as Qin Yi was about to speak, Zhu Zhu, whose scar had healed and had forgotten the pain, seemed to be listening to an interesting story and asked excitedly: "Daddy, daddy, have you gone?"

Qin Yong smiled and nodded and said: "Of course I went. Not only did I go, but the fathers of all the children who played with you also went. You will also go when you are eight or nine years old."

Qin Yi quickly asked before Zhu Zhu could speak again: "Dad, what did the Marquis train you for?"

Qin Yong hesitated for a moment, then said two words: "Practice martial arts."

Then he sighed, and Qin Yong continued: "However, if you want to practice martial arts successfully and become a warrior, it is very difficult. It not only depends on your skills and understanding, but also your resources."

Qin Yong suddenly thought of something and added: "Under the premise that there is inheritance, if there is no inheritance and you practice blindly, you will not be able to become a warrior even if you practice for a lifetime."

Qin Yi naturally heard what his father meant.

With such strict conditions and restrictions, if they did not recognize their ancestors and return to their clan, their Qinjia Village would be just an ordinary village, and they would never be able to come into contact with a warrior, let alone become a warrior.

However, what Qin Yi wants to know most is whether the warriors in this world have extraordinary power?

For Qin Yi, only his father can answer this question.

Qin Yi asked again: "Dad, when the young master's carriage passed by the wasteland to the east of the village today, he opened the window and glanced at us. We felt that our minds were taken away. Is this the method of a warrior?"

Qin Yi still kept a cautious eye and did not say anything about the conversation between the young master and him.

The other children's minds were stolen and they probably didn't realize this either.

After Qin Yong heard Qin Yi's question, he was surprised and whispered to himself: "Young Master opened the car window when passing by the wasteland to the east of the village? Shouldn't you?"

However, he quickly realized that since his mind was taken away, how did Datou know?

It seems that Datou's qualifications are extraordinary.

Qin Yong glanced at Da Tou meaningfully, but he did not point it out. Instead, he followed Da Tou's question and answered: "That is the aura that uniquely belongs to a warrior."

Speaking of this, Qin Yong sighed in despair and said: "There is a huge gap between warriors and ordinary people. In front of warriors, ordinary people have no courage to take action. If warriors have murderous intentions, ordinary people can only

Waiting for death."

When Qin Yi heard this, he felt his heart tighten, and he felt like he was standing on the edge of a high and windy cliff, teetering on the edge of a cliff, and might fall into the abyss at any time.

After saying that, Qin Yong suddenly realized something, and quickly retracted his despair, and said with a smile: "However, the imperial court has strict laws to restrain warriors. They are not allowed to attack ordinary people at will. Even auras are not allowed to be actively used. Therefore,

As long as we don't offend the warriors, nothing will happen."

However, Qin Yi did not get the slightest relief from Qin Yong's statement.

Qin Yi has no habit of putting his own safety above other people's happiness and anger.

Qin Yi asked unwillingly: "Don't ordinary people have the means to fight against warriors?"

Qin Yong shook his head firmly and said: "The only ones who can fight against warriors are warriors. It is impossible for ordinary people to fight against warriors."

After hearing this, Qin Yi couldn't help but frown.

The gap between the two classes, warriors and ordinary people, is simply wider than the aristocrats and ordinary people in the ancient feudal dynasties in previous lives.

Zhuzi looked at Datou, who had a wrinkled face, and stopped asking questions. As if he was afraid that Datou would rob him, he quickly asked: "Daddy, daddy, didn't you say you can't use that aura on us? Just now Datou said

That young man just used it on them? Did he do something wrong? "

Qin Yong glanced nervously at the door, spanked Zhu Zhu's butt again, and warned him again: "I've told you so many times, don't be rude to the young master."

However, Qin Yong knew that force could not solve the problem, and then explained: "Young master did not take the initiative to use the aura at that time. It's just that you children were too young and too weak-minded. Even if the master did not take the initiative to use the aura, he just showed up."

In front of your eyes and being seen by you, your mind will be taken away."

At this point, in order to ease the conflict and change the topic, Qin Yong continued: "Don't you know, there are actually warriors in our village. But as I said before, even if they don't actively use their aura,

You kids can't stand it either, so they usually stay at home, you just don't know."

After hearing this, Qin Yi suddenly realized.

It turned out that the warrior was so close to him and had been living by his side, but he didn't know it.

However, what my father said about staying behind closed doors was a bit exaggerated. How could a person not go out?

They will definitely go out, but even if they go out, for the sake of their health and safety, they probably won't appear in front of the children.

In addition, parents, relatives and friends deliberately blocked the news. Therefore, although Qin Yi and his children were so close to the warriors and even lived together for several years, they had never known their existence.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi suddenly felt something in his heart.

Since even my father, an ordinary person who is not a warrior, knows this taboo, logically speaking, it is impossible for someone like the Young Master not to know it, right?

Since he knew it, why did he still knowingly commit the crime?

Is this the nature of your mind, or...

Qin Yi couldn't help but feel a move in his heart when he thought of the scene where the young masters opened the curtains and saw no one else but talking to him...

Could it be that I made him break this rule?

Is this a good thing or a bad thing for me?


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