Character plot experience system

Chapter 177, by leaps and bounds

"I don't believe it, you old beggar don't want to destroy our brother-sister relationship!"

The emotional Tang Xuejian didn't even call "Senior".

The old beggar just sighed and shook his head, feeling a little unbearable.

Her parents didn't tell her, but I told her, am I being too nosy?
After more than an hour,
Tang Zang caught some pheasants and some wild fruits, and picked up some dry firewood.

The pheasant has been prepared outside and can be roasted by lighting a bonfire.

When I returned to the ruined temple, I saw Tang Xuejian squatting, depressed, and almost wrote the words "I'm very unhappy" on her face.

Tang Zang lit a bonfire, skewered three pheasants with twigs, and roasted them on the bonfire. He also divided the picked wild fruits into two portions, and gave one portion to the old beggar, and the two brothers and sisters ate one portion.

The old beggar: "Apprentice, in the afternoon, I will teach the teacher again. Now eat well and rest well."

Tang Zang: "Yes, Master."

Tang Zang picked up a fruit, wiped it with his clothes, and handed it to Tang Xuejian: "Eat it, I just picked it."

Seeing that the fruit had grown, Tang Xue looked up at Tang Zang with teary eyes.

Tang Zang couldn't help wiping her tears with his sleeve: "What's the matter? Are you missing your parents? I'll take you back to have a look when I have time, okay? Don't cry."

Tang Xuejian shook her head: "Brother... Are we really brothers and sisters? Don't lie to me."

"Ah... this..."

Tang Zang hesitated. Tang Xuejian was not his own sister. He only found out about this when he accidentally saw Tang Youwei's notes when he was peeking at books in the study last year.

Seeing the tearful Tang Xuejian,

Since she already knew, there was no need to hide it from her.

Tang Zang stepped forward, holding Tang Xuejian in his arms: "We are not real siblings, but we are closer than real siblings. I will always be your brother, and I will always protect you."

"elder brother……"

The old beggar watched from the sidelines, feeling envious again.

Brothers and sisters love deeply, why can't my brothers and sisters be like them?For a little benefit, beat you to death.

"Stop crying. There's nothing to cry about, it's just that there is no blood relationship, so what's the big deal. Be good, don't cry, eat the fruit."

"Well, brother, you can eat too."

"I don't eat fruit, I eat meat."

"I want to eat meat too,"

"Okay, I'll give you a big chicken drumstick later."

"I want chicken wings."

"Okay, I'll give you the chicken wings too."

Tang Xuejian wiped away her tears with her hand, and smiled: "Brother, you are so kind to me."

Tang Zang: "I used to bully you all the time. Now that I think about it, I'm sorry for you. Now it's a good compensation for you."

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Take a break at noon,

Afterwards, the old beggar began to teach Tang Zang the most basic cultivation knowledge, as well as some combat skills, and various methods on how to reduce force and awaken the martial soul.

Tang Xuejian was listening on the sidelines. Although she couldn't understand, Tang Zang was listening attentively, and she also listened carefully, except that she dozed off occasionally.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye,

During this period, the old beggar taught a lot of theoretical knowledge, and also taught Tang Zang's new exercises, but he only gave verbal instructions and did not move his body.From beginning to end, the old beggar's back has been leaning on the statue and never left.

Tang Zang only listened to the old beggar for a month, and he made rapid progress in every aspect, which was completely different from what Tang Youwei taught.

For more than a month, Tang Zang hadn't seen the old beggar's martial spirit, only felt the old beggar's profound force.

Tang Zang's intuition told himself that even if the old beggar only used one layer of force, he could hang and beat him casually.

He asked the old beggar about his cultivation, and the old beggar always smiled and said nothing.

An old beggar often said: force does not represent everything, and martial soul does not represent the root.

Tang Zang still couldn't understand his words, but every time he would reply: the disciple will keep it in his heart.

One day at noon...

Tang Zang left the ruined temple, planning to buy some game for dinner tonight.

After walking into the forest, he had another thought,
Eating wild game every day will make you tired, why don't you go to the town to buy some rice and get some light dishes to eat.

Half a month ago, Tang Zang discovered that there was a small town fifteen miles away from the ruined temple.The clothes that the two siblings now wear are bought in the small town.

At first, he still had a little money, and wanted to buy a set of clothes for the old beggar, but the old beggar was very determined, he was not used to the new clothes, he only liked the clothes on his body, so Tang Zang only bought clothes for himself and his sister.

Now that there is no money, Tang Zang will pick some herbs in the forest and sell them in the pharmacy for money, and then use the money from selling herbs to buy what he wants.

Tang Xuejian sweeps the ground in the ruined temple, and cleans up the messy ruined temple. She cleans it every day. After cleaning, she will also do the laundry, washing the dirty clothes that the brothers and sisters changed last night, and then Hang it outside the door of the ruined temple to dry.The ruined temple was regarded as the temporary residence of the three of them, and they would not leave in a short time.

The figure of Tang Zang shuttles through the forest,

After a while, a few more herbs appeared in his hand,

He took the herbs and rushed to the town.

come to town,
to a busy street,
On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops and workshops.There are still many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space on both sides of the street.

The street extends to both sides of the town, all the way to the quieter suburbs outside the town. Pedestrians on the street have been carrying burdens, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some stopping to enjoy the scenery of the Bian River.

Tang Zang found a pharmacy, walked in, came to the counter, saw the shopkeeper who was making a plan, and put the herbs on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, let's see, how much can you give these three herbs?"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the herbal medicine and observed it for a few breaths, then looked down at Tang Zang: "I'll pay you three Wen, how about it?"

Tang Zang smiled happily: "Shopkeeper, don't just think I'm a child, you just lie to me, my knife..."

So saying, he untied the rope,

Holding the Crescent Knife in one hand, he slammed it down to the floor.

Boom!
click~
click~
Cracks appeared in the floor, spreading outward like spider webs.

Gollum~

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva: "Fang... Just now... I was joking with you. Your herbal medicine is worth a hundred coins. If you agree, I will give you money."

How can you blame the child, this knife weighs dozens of catties, right?If you can crack the floor with the pestle, then another bastard from Xiuyuan Academy who didn't listen to the lectures ran out, right?

"Success, give me the money."

The shopkeeper wiped off his cold sweat and handed over one hundred Wen to Tang Zang.

Tang Zang took the copper coins and left the pharmacy with satisfaction.

I took the copper coins to buy a few big steamed buns, a lotus chicken that the old beggar likes to eat, and some rice and vegetables.

There are only two pennies left for a hundred pennies.

Holding the two coins in his hand, Tang Zang sighed: "I used to think that money was worthless, and I couldn't spend it no matter how much I spent it. Now I spend it casually and it's gone."

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(End of this chapter)