Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

After crying for a while, Zhao Ya persuaded everyone to find clean clothes for Wang He to change into, and then went to the courtyard alone to keep vigil.

What happened today made Zhao Ya a little sad.

After all, yesterday we were still talking and laughing with him, but today we are completely separated from each other.

But Zhao Ya knew that the world was like this, and the martial arts path he took was even more difficult.

Zhao Ya took a deep breath, put all those negative emotions behind, and then took out the waistband found on the body today.

The waistband has a warm texture and good material.

There are three big characters engraved on it, Qingzhuling.

There is also a line of small words below, Lu Kun, the leader of Youqi Village.

Qingzhuling?

Zhao Ya frowned.

He had never heard of the name.

This is actually not uncommon. After all, bandits emerge in endlessly in this world, and new bandits emerge every day.

But Zhao Ya knew that this Qingzhu Ridge was anything but ordinary.

Just from the group of strong men under him, it can be seen that this small village leader named Lu Kun actually has the strength of a second-level warrior, and he also holds a treasured weapon.

Although it is not as good as his own meteorite sword, it is enough to prove the terrifying strength of Qingzhuling.

This world... is indeed getting more and more chaotic!

A night of silence.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Ya and his party set off early on their way, and finally rushed back to Wuxiang City near dusk.

When they arrived in front of the escort agency, everyone in the escort agency who had already learned the news was already waiting in front of the door.

Standing at the front was Meng Lei, the chief escort.

"Chief escort..." Zhao Ya just wanted to speak.

Meng Lei waved his hand, "No need to say more, you have all worked hard, go in and have a rest first."

Someone took over the escort car.

Wang He's family members also came after hearing the news. They lay on Wang He's body and cried bitterly.

Needless to say, the escort agency sent someone to comfort him with kind words and offered him a large sum of money.

Here, Zhao Ya followed Meng Lei to the back house. At this time, the two bodyguards Lin Sheng and Luo Qiang had also returned. Everyone gathered together to listen to Zhao Ya's account of the trip.

After Zhao Ya finished speaking, he put the waist card and weapons he got from Lu Kun on the table.

"Qingzhuling... I've never heard of this name before!" Lin Sheng looked at the waist badge first and frowned.

Luo Qiang focused all his attention on this weapon.

The blade of this weapon is sharp and the steel is of excellent quality. It is obviously not a common thing.

"This kind of weapon cannot be made by ordinary craftsmen. It should be the handiwork of Forged Iron Villa. Although the edge of the blade is damaged, it is worth at least hundreds of taels of silver on the market." Luo Qiang said solemnly, and then Look at Meng Lei.

"Chief escort, this Qingzhuling is definitely not an ordinary bandit."

Meng Lei was silent for a long time, and then said: "It doesn't matter whether this Qingzhu Ridge is a bandit or not, but since he tried to seize the darts, but was killed by us, then this can be justified no matter where he goes."

Speaking of this, Meng Lei looked at Zhao Ya with admiration in his eyes.

"Zhao Ya, it's really thanks to you this time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big deal if we lost our escorts. These people probably wouldn't be able to come back."

"You're welcome, Chief Escort. This is my duty."

"Okay, you've worked hard this time as an escort. Go back and have a good rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

"yes!"

Zhao Ya turned around and was about to leave.

Meng Lei suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute!"

After saying that, he picked up the long knife on the table and handed it to Zhao Ya.

"This is the loot you captured. It should naturally belong to you. The remaining rewards will be given tomorrow."

Zhao Ya was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse. He took the knife, thanked him, and then left.

After he left, Lin Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

"The future life is terrible."

Luo Qiang also nodded in agreement.

"He was able to wipe out an entire opponent's team with his own strength. This guy's talent in martial arts is so high that I have never seen him before."

Meng Lei laughed, and then said: "Okay, Zhao Ya has brought the bodyguard back safely, and it's up to us to take care of the rest."

"Luo Qiang, take the escort car to Hong's house in the inner city to deliver it."

"yes!"

Zhao Ya hurriedly came to the small courtyard where he lived, and was relieved when he saw that everything was as usual.

He reached out and knocked on the door knocker, and a moment later the sound of Zui'er's footsteps could be heard in the courtyard.

But this time Zui'er didn't ask. Instead, he jumped up and grabbed the wall and peeked out of the door.

When he saw Zhao Ya standing in front of the door, a bright smile instantly bloomed on Zui'er's face.

"Brother Xiaoya!"

Then he couldn't wait to open the courtyard door.

Zhao Ya was dumbfounded by Zui'er's actions just now.

"Who taught you to pick up the wall and look out?"

Zui'er didn't speak, just smiled sheepishly.

Entering the house, Zui'er quickly took out a pair of clean clothes.

Zhao Ya took a bath, changed into clothes, and then sat down to drink tea.

Zui'er was busy in the cooking stove with excitement on her face, preparing to cook a sumptuous dinner for Zhao Ya.

Looking at Zui'er's slim back, Zhao Ya suddenly felt a ball of fire rising in his belly.

He grabbed Zui'er's hand and pulled her over.

"Oh Xiaoya..."

The following words were blocked without any outlet.

Half an hour later, Zui'er's hair was disheveled and his face was flushed as he brushed the burnt stove.

After finally cooking the dinner, Zhao Ya stopped Zui'er who was about to clear away the dishes.

"Wait a minute, don't clean it up yet."

"What...what's wrong, Brother Xiaoya?" Zui'er looked at Zhao Ya with some fear.

The whipping just now made her a little weak, and she couldn't even hold chopsticks. Naturally, she was afraid of Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to take out the captured knife.

"This is the knife I got for you. You can try it."

After getting the knife, Zhao Ya had already thought of its use.

Although Zui'er's sword skills are just beginning, if he holds a sharp blade, his lethality can at least be improved to a higher level.

In particular, the blade of this knife is not too long. Although the blade is somewhat chipped, it is perfect for Zui'er.

Zui'er took the knife and looked at it carefully, weighed it again, and found that the weight was quite suitable, and he couldn't help but show fondness in his eyes.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Ya asked.

"Yeah!" Zui'er nodded vigorously.

"Go to the courtyard and practice a few games to try." Zhao Ya said.

Zui'er blushed, "How about... let's practice again tomorrow."

"Why... well, tomorrow!" Zhao Ya suddenly realized and couldn't help laughing.

His smile made Zui'er's face turn redder, and he quickly used the excuse of clearing the dishes to run away.

Zhao Ya finally felt relieved.

After driving the escort carriage for hundreds of miles in the past two days, Zhao Ya didn't feel tired at all.

Zhao Ya understood that this should be related to the progress of unlocking his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ya couldn't help but stand up, took out a treasured blood pill and swallowed it, then came to the courtyard and started practicing.

Zui'er looked through the window at Zhao Ya who was performing a set of Five Tiger Fists with great success in the courtyard, and his cheeks couldn't help feeling slightly warm.

Brother Xiaoya...don't you know you're tired?