This girl is well-behaved and sensible, and she is also likable along the way.

Xiang Jing was originally strongly opposed to him calling himself Uncle Xiang, but when he thought that he was the daughter-in-law of his apprentice, wouldn't it mean that calling his brother a mess of generations? There is no other way but to reluctantly be called uncle.

Xiang Jing felt heart-wrenched when he thought that he was only in his twenties and had no girlfriend and was about to be called an uncle.

Leng Qianyao said that she took Xiang Jing to make a meal, and then brought the cakes to Xiang Jing and poured him some tea. He respected him very much.

To be honest, it is quite rare for Leng Qianyao to have a firm will, and she put down the shelf to pour water on Xiang Jingduan tea, which made Xiang Jing more satisfied with her future apprentice.

Leng Qianyao's respect for Xiang Jing is, on the one hand, because he is his lifesaver, and on the other hand, because he is Qin Tian's master.

Leng Qianyao stood aside nervously, as if she would cry to you as long as Xiang Jing dared to punish Qin Tian.

This is also because in the deserted ancient mountains before, because Qin Tian did not practice Qin Tian for finding fruit for Leng Qianyao, Xiang Jing severely punished him, and since then left a deep impression on Leng Qianyao.

However, Xiang Jing's punishment of Qin Tian was false, and it was true to create opportunities for them. After Xiang Jing's punishment was passed, the relationship between Leng Qianyao and Qin Tian had obviously improved by leaps and bounds.

"Girl, for you are so sensible, I won't punish your brother Tian today." Xiang Jing emphasized the words your brother Tian specially.

Leng Qianyao's face flushed, she turned her head and said, "Oh, what are you talking about, Uncle Xiang, people ignore you."

"Hahahahaha"

Xiang Jing smiled heartily, looked at Qin Tian and said, "Call me what I taught you this morning."

Qin Tian nodded a little, walked into the small courtyard, and began to unfold the eight demon-breaking styles, one by one, and the eyes of Leng Qianyao who looked at him were bright.

Xiang Jingshun picked up the wicker on the side and walked towards Qin Tian, ​​and drew it directly on his arm "raise the arm."

Although it won't cause any harm, the pain is real. Qin Tian took a breath, adjusted his posture, and continued to fight.

"Stay steady"

"Does the middle door open so big to hit people?"

"Close the crotch"

"The feet are too high"

"Waist down"

Every time Xiang Jing said a word, the wicker in his hand would greet Qin Tian.

Xiang Jing believes that he is not a good material to be a teacher, but since Qin Tian has become his disciple, he has the responsibility to better him. Every time he practices strictness in his exercises, he may be able to save his life in the future. .

Just like before Chenxiang rescued her mother, what good was it for worshipping the best master, being lazy in practice, almost every time.

The master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. Don't deceive yourself. Xiang Jing can only play a guiding role. In the future, he will still rely on himself.

Seeing Xiang Jing drew it all at once, with red seals all over her body, although Leng Qianyao felt uncomfortable, she knew it was for Qin Tian's good.

After a set of Eight Demonstrations, Qin Tian had already been drawn by Xiang Jing with red slivers. Xiang Jing threw down the wicker and threw a blood-returning pill into Qin Tian's mouth.

Qin Tian was originally scarred and out of breath. He recovered in the blink of an eye.

These are all things Xiang Jing exchanged for free in the system store. The resources that used to build a huge kingdom of God are now used to train an apprentice. Except for a few of them are useless, the others are of great help to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian and Leng Qianyao were shocked at the beginning of this scene, but now they can face it calmly.

After practicing the exercises, she finished her breakfast under the warm hospitality of Leng Qianyao. With Xiang Jing's permission, Leng Qianyao took Qin Tian to play in the mansion.

Because of the previous events, Leng Qianyao is now restricted to activities in Leng's house.

This is not a happy thing for Leng Qianyao, but it is different if Qin Tian is with her, she can talk all day without getting tired.

It seemed that Leng Jian had already issued an order, and Xiang Jing and the others could come and go freely.

Qin Tian and Leng Qianyao went to play, Xiang Jing was thinking about going shopping on the street alone, maybe he could trigger some side missions, or find some peerless secrets and magic weapons on the stalls.

Now that there is a passage order, he is not afraid of being investigated. After leaving the gate of Leng's house, Xiang Jing stood up and walked on the streets of Liangcheng.

The streets of Liangcheng are similar to the ancient times imagined. Most of the streets are ordinary people, dressed in coarse linen clothes, shouting and selling, and people come and go very lively.

Xiang Jing walked slowly through it, feeling the local customs here, and really felt like he had traveled back to ancient times.

On the road, you can occasionally see people from the rivers and lakes in strong costumes and hats, and landlords and gentry with big bellies in luxurious costumes.

Before he knew it, Xiang Jing came to the river. There were a lot of fishing boats on the river, as well as painting boats. There were clear people and old bustards enthusiastically soliciting customers.

Rejecting the enthusiasm of the old bustard on the road, Xiang Jing walked aimlessly along the river bank.

It's not that he doesn't want to experience this ancient world, but he really has no money.

All they use here are copper coins and silver, and they are all government-specific. Xiang Jing has a lot of hundred-yuan bills, and now they are just like waste paper.

But it’s okay, you don’t have to spend anything, it’s also good to go shopping and relax.

Xiang Jing wandered aimlessly, walked to the bridge, and suddenly found something under the tree beside the bridge.

When I walked over, I saw a bag. I picked it up and opened it. It turned out to be a bag full of silver.

"Fuck!"

Xiang Jing blinked, and he could still find money when he went out. He was out of luck.

But if such a big bag of silver is lost, the owner should be very anxious.

And looking at the patch on the bag, I feel that the owner of the bag is not very wealthy.

Ordinary people usually don't bring so much money to go out.

After thinking about it, Xiang Jing decided to stay here and so on in line with the bottom line of personality and morality. Anyway, nothing happened.

Time passed, and when Xiang Jing was about to count the fish in the river, a figure appeared on the bridge to attract his attention.

This man was a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in patched coarse linen, looking around anxiously, as if looking for something.

Xiang Jing didn't make a sound, quietly watching him find here all the way.

When he was looking for unsuccessful and ready to leave, Xiang Jing stopped him, "Hey, boy, what are you looking for?"

Yu Wenyu heard someone calling him, and looked back, it was the young man squatting by the river.

Although he didn't know what the person told him to do, Yu Wenyu turned around, nodded and said, "Yes, I'm looking for a bag."

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