Xun Shaoyu yawned and, holding an ox-ear whip, first went to the housekeeper in the village to move the old scalper away.
In the past, shepherd boys could still keep their cows at home. After all, it was convenient to go back and forth, so there was no need to go early in the morning to pick up the cows.
This round trip is not a short distance.
Moreover, the dew is heaviest in the morning, so the cows eat the fresh grass on both sides of the road that is stained with too much dew, causing gastrointestinal discomfort in mild cases and continuous loose feces in severe cases, which greatly reduces the labor force of the cows.
Therefore, generally large households will instruct their hired shepherd boys to graze their cattle after noon.
Since severe drought and famine, cattle theft has been banned repeatedly. Even in a farming society, killing and eating cattle is a major sin and evil, and it is completely irresistible. These hungry people are doing evil.
When these shepherd boys were herding cattle, they encountered cattle robbery many times.
If he didn't comply, he would be beaten severely, or thrown down the mountain without any trace of his body.
These people are almost undoubtedly desperadoes.
Xun Shaoyu was also lucky. His predecessor was Fang Jiu. He started herding cattle at the age of six and had never encountered a desperado who robbed cattle. He himself had been herding cattle for more than a few months and had never encountered a strongman who robbed cattle.
Of course, if there is a strong man who wants to rob the cow, he will honestly let the cow pass.
The cow belongs to someone else, but its life is your own.
This is something that many young shepherd boys in Shanghe Village will hear from their parents when they go to take the cows.
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The cow was driven to a cool and ventilated place. The old cow couldn't help chewing the grass in its mouth, with some foam on its mouth.
Xun Shaoyu squatted aside, looked around, then took out the stone dagger from his arms, and slowly sharpened the edge of the stone dagger against a smooth rock.
"That place...could it be an opportunity?"
Of course he will not have unnecessary curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat. He knew it when he was three years old.
However, his current situation cannot be called good.
Regardless of anything else, he didn't want to herd cattle or farm land for the rest of his life.
As a reborn person, no matter how high he is, he should not live in such a miserable state. He really cannot afford to disgrace this person.
Of course, even if he has thirty-six grappling hands at his side and can barely call him a martial art, if he wants to rely on this skill to stand out, he still has to daydream.
Thirty-six-way grappling is just a fighting method, not a training method. In a lifetime, you will not be able to develop an ox of strength. At most, it will strengthen your body, and it may even deplete your essence and harm your lifespan.
For the foreseeable future, if he just sits there and waits for death, his life will be over.
In order to reactivate the mysterious stone mirror as soon as possible, Xun Shaoyu could not give up any possibility.
"If I guess correctly, the six elders... and even this Shanghe Village are related to the Taoist wanted by the Tule people."
"Since this world can allow the mysterious stone mirror to drag me into it at all costs, then... it will definitely not be ordinary."
The cold light in his eyes condensed, and he was thinking in his heart.
Last night, he secretly followed that seemingly familiar figure.
As expected, he was the elder of the clan in the village. When it came to seniority, he still needed to call the sixth elder uncle.
This sixth elder is highly respected and deeply trusted by the clan members in the village. He can be said to have the power of life and death in his hands.
In an era when imperial power did not go to the countryside, only clan elders could suppress those rogues.
Having witnessed the various deeds of the Six Elders with his own eyes, Xun Shaoyu took it for granted that the portrait of the Taoist, even if it was not directly related to the Elder, must be indirectly related.
"Tonight, I have to prepare early. I want to see what this Sixth Elder is hiding!"
Xun Shaoyu gently pressed the stone dagger in his hand, and the thoughts in his heart became increasingly uncontrollable.
"But if the cellar is really where the Taoist is hiding as I thought, what should I do?"
"Will this Taoist be the opportunity for me to obtain the destiny of heaven and earth?"
The reason why I didn't take action last night was because I was not sure.
How can this mere child's body be the opponent of an adult?
Even if he had practiced martial arts, he would still be like an egg hitting a rock, with no chance at all.
Therefore, if you want to achieve something, you can only use some small means. Since the front is not strong enough, then don't blame him for doing evil things.
"The rosemary leaves can't be used anymore, but... I don't know if I can make a homemade incense."
The reason why rosemary leaves were created was because of the special environment, and Father Fang and the others didn't think too much about it.
But Xun Shaoyu didn't think that the mysterious figure in the cellar would wait patiently for him to light the rosemary leaves.
I'm afraid that as soon as the fire started, he would not be far away from his head falling to the ground.
No, considering his background as a Shanghe villager, he might not be in immediate danger for his life, but it would definitely not be easy.
"The weight of an elephant is the weight of a non-no...if you can handle it, you will be considered a great person."
Gritting his tender teeth, Xun Shaoyu was ready for a big fight.
Homemade medicine is very simple. You only need to use some common plants in daily life to knead it.
Although Xun Shaoyu was uneducated and incompetent, well...he is not uneducated and incompetent now. He has forgotten every bit of knowledge from his previous life.
I just vaguely remember news reports about a fierce man with a junior high school education who was addicted to homemade gummies and committed crimes and robberies everywhere.
Uh... So, don't eat random candy from strangers. It's okay to lose some money, but it's not worth it if you also lose your life.
These three lives were just because that civilian expert was too heavy-handed in administering the medicine. They died unjustly!
Either the cook's hand was heavy, but the vegetables were too salty. If the robber's drugged hand was heavy, someone would be killed.
Xun Shaoyu tried his best to crush the collected rhizome plants one by one according to his memory, and placed them in the sun to dry.
Then wait until about when the sun sets, grind these dried roots one by one and mix them together.
Fortunately... In this era, no one cares about the severity of the attack!
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At midnight, as usual, I used rosemary leaves to make Father Fang and others in the house fall into a deep sleep.
Xun Shaoyu raised his head and looked at the bright moonlight. The stone dagger in his arms was a little warm after being in his arms for a long time.
He followed the path, only a few hundred meters away, and soon arrived at his sixth hometown.
Standing outside the threshold of Liu's hometown, he carefully examined the medicine foam wrapped in a rag in his arms.
Even in the afternoon, I used the old farm ox to test the efficacy of the medicine and got a basic grasp.
However, Zhuge was cautious all his life, and Guan Yu was careless and lost Jingzhou.
Xun Shaoyu was not cautious about Zhuge, nor did he want to be careless about Guan Yu.
He walked slowly, went to the courtyard of the Six Elders first, and took out a tobacco-shaped leaf from his arms.
As soon as he took it out, he looked at the darkness in the room and couldn't see his fingers, which made him hesitate.
There was not even a light at night, and any firelight could be seen clearly. If he lit it up, wouldn't it be too conspicuous?
He listened carefully and heard the snoring of the Six Elders, which made him firm up his mind.
Wisps of smoke emitted from the home-made incense. Xun Shaoyu rolled the home-made smoke into the shape of a cigarette and placed it in the window.
He just squatted under the window, waiting for the smoke to burn out.
Smoke smoke needs to be in a sealed environment to show its greatest effectiveness. Even if it has some effectiveness in a ventilated environment, it is ultimately limited.
He waited for the homemade cigarette to burn out before he stood up and listened quietly to what was going on inside.
After a long time, Xun Shaoyu nodded with satisfaction, walked to the open space in the backyard, squatted down and explored carefully for a while.
A bumpy touch brought a warm smile to his face.
He slowly placed the five cigarettes in his hand on the edge of the gap, lit them, and waited quietly.
Xun Shaoyu sometimes also thought, wasn't he reincarnated in the Yin world where martial arts and law were high?
The worst thing he can do is to be a great master who can fight with swords and horses, a great master that no one can be like, or even a god in martial arts.
How come you are now making a living by taking drugs?
It's all because of that damn stone mirror, which not only slowed down his martial arts progress, but also made him become so despicable and shameless.
'Well...it's not my fault, it's all Shi Jing's fault.'
This is what Xun Shaoyu was thinking at this time.
Intoxicating drugs, no matter where in the world or on what level of heaven and earth, is a despicable and despicable method. It is not shameful for a large number of righteous people and great people.
Xun Shaoyu is also very shameless, but there is nothing he can do about it. He is not a perfect little stone. He is born to be supreme. At this age, he can be beaten countless times.
With his current small body, someone could slap him on the wall and not even be able to buckle him out.
A good man never suffers immediate losses!
As for being a good man again after eighteen years, this is extremely unlucky.
Anyway, where will that hero be after eighteen years? It depends on the benevolent and the wise.
Xun Shaoyu patiently waited for all five sticks of incense to be burned, and then picked up a short ladder aside.
He opened the thick wooden board that covered it. He didn't wait for the scent of the cellar to dissipate. He just took out a pill from his pocket and held it under the coating of his tongue.
A spicy, sour smell constantly overflowed in his sensitive palate.
This smell was so wonderful that it made his face become distorted.
Not daring to think about it anymore, it was too irritating, so he turned over and climbed down slowly along the short ladder.
The short staircase was only a dozen steps long, and his eyes were covered by darkness. It was so dim that he couldn't see anything clearly. He just groped, and after his toes touched the ground, he slowly adapted to the dark environment in the cellar.
It's midnight now, around 11 or 2 o'clock in the evening, which is the darkest time. And this cellar has no ventilation and no light. It's really dark, as if you're blind.
Xun Shaoyu blinked his eyes, trying to adapt to the sudden darkness.
After a while, I could barely see the outline of the cellar.
This is an ordinary cellar about ten feet high and two to three feet long and wide. It is covered with a layer of fine gravel on the top, bottom, left and right, making it appear very dry.
This kind of cellar is very common in the countryside. Especially under the tyranny of more than a hundred years, in order to survive, every household will quietly dig out such a secret cellar to preserve some 'living food'
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Even Xun Shaoyu's family, which was so poor that only four walls were left, still had a cellar like this to store some of the food left over from previous years, which they had accumulated through their fingers.