'Completely practice Huo's Marksmanship once, and gain proficiency +5. ’

'Completely practice Huo's Marksmanship once, and gain proficiency +5. ’

'Successfully practice Huo's Marksmanship once, gain proficiency +1. ’

Shen Ling didn't notice Old Huo's eyes, and just practiced silently.

In the past two months, due to too many things, the time he has allocated for cultivation has become shorter and shorter, so it has been a long time since he experienced this feeling.

For Shen Ling, cultivating is very happy.

Especially when you watch your proficiency rise little by little, the joy will be doubled.

After a while, Shen Ling slowly put away the stick and opened his eyes.

The Huo family's marksmanship has officially entered the first floor.

at this time.

Mr. Huo was correcting the postures of other young men, his tone was a little irritable, and his voice was a little louder.

Shen Ling slowly walked out of the South Square.

Don't disturb those young men who are cultivating.

actually.

Shen Ling also thought about riding a horse, galloping freely between the fields and on the grassland, feeling the wind passing by and feeling the unbridled freedom.

However, this very easy thing to do was all ruined after the arrival of Hu Niu.

He can only ride a tiger now.

Can't ride a horse.

When Shen Ling returned to his house, a strong wind suddenly blew.

Looking at the sky, Shen Ling couldn't help sighing:

The weather is getting colder and colder now. If he hadn't become a martial artist, he would have had to catch a cold.

Sitting in the courtyard, Shen Ling felt a little bored.

He had been busy all the time, but when he finally got some free time, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The Pu Dao team has Da Zhuang, and the thousand soldiers have Huo Lao.

There is an old village chief in charge of the village.

Everything is developing prosperously, and even the bandits who could come at any time in the past no longer exist on the green hills.

Forget it, let's practice!

Shen Ling took a deep breath, then pulled out the black knife.

'Completely practice the mountain-blading sword technique once, and you will get +5 in Quantity. ’

"Perfectly practice the mountain knife technique once, and gain proficiency +10."

"Completely practice the mountain knife technique once, and gain proficiency +5."

…

Shen Ling was practising his own practice here, but Da Zhuang knocked on Shen Ling's courtyard door.

"Master, are you there?"

Shen Ling looked at the door and said softly, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Da Zhuang said in a low voice, "There's something wrong with the village chief."

problem occurs?

Hearing this sentence, Shen Ling was shocked.

He hurriedly walked towards the old village chief's house with Da Zhuang, and there were already circles of people there.

There were bursts of crying, and it was incessant.

For the group of people who had been in the village from the very beginning, the old village chief was a relative.

Now, the old village chief can't stand up.

"Step aside!"

Shen Ling pushed aside the villagers blocking the road and walked directly into the old village chief's house.

He looked at the old village chief who was lying on the bed and was so angry that he directly held the old village chief's hand and began to send the power of longevity into his body.

But…

The current body of the old village chief is like a jar leaking air everywhere, and the internal force of longevity cannot stay in the old village chief's body at all.

The old village chief looked at Shen Ling and smiled: "Master, don't waste your energy."

"The old man is seventy-three, so it's time to go."

Shen Ling held the old village chief's hand, and his eyes were slightly red: "You are only seventy-three, and you are not that old."

"Can you live a little longer?"

The old village chief shook his head and said softly, "I have nothing to praise in my life. I am very satisfied to see the village develop like this before I die."

"After I leave, please invite Mr. Yang to be the village chief. He has a lot of knowledge and sees a lot, and he will definitely be able to help you in the future."

"Looking at you, I think of my grandson."

"Unfortunately, I can't see you anymore."

The old village chief covered Shen Ling's hand with his other hand, with a smile on his face.

Shen Ling gritted his teeth. As a man, he didn't want to show his vulnerable side.

However, two teardrops still rolled down his face.

"Today, take me as your grandson."

With reddened eyes, Shen Ling clenched the old village chief's hand and said word by word.

The old village chief smiled kindly.

Breathe out.

"farewell!"

Shen Ling wiped his eyes and covered the old village chief with the quilt.

He looked at Da Zhuang and said softly, "Make arrangements for the burial in three days!"

"Yes."

Da Zhuang had red eyes and nodded.

He was born and bred in the rural village, and he has always had a good relationship with the old village chief.

Wiping away his tears, Da Zhuang walked out of the room.

In a flash, three days have passed.

Shen Ling got up early and made all the preparations.

Burial!

…

The old village chief left.

The position of the village chief was thus vacant.

All of a sudden, things big and small in the village got into some trouble.

Without the coordination and decision of the village chief, some things cannot be decided.

"Mr. Yang."

In the afternoon, Shen Ling visited the academy in the village.

Yang Jian, who was cleaning the courtyard, looked at Shen Ling's red eyes and wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut.

Soon, Yang Jian said softly, "Young Master Shen, please come in."

Shen Ling walked into the academy, looked at Yang Jian and said solemnly, "I'm here this time because I have something to discuss with Mr. Yang."

Yang Jian looked at Shen Ling and said softly, "You say it."

Shen Ling spoke slowly: "I hope Mr. Yang can take over the position of village head in the village. Although this position is very low, very busy, and has little power."

For Shen Ling, this matter is actually a bit difficult to talk about.

After all, Yang Jian's family was the one whom Miss Qin entrusted him to settle, not the villagers.

In addition, Yang Jian was the Chongzhou prefectural shepherd who was in a high position not long ago, and now he wants the former prefectural shepherd to become a village head.

This seems a bit whimsical.

Yang Jian looked at Shen Ling and smiled: "To tell you the truth, the old man no longer wants to be an official. Now I teach and clean the academy every day, and I feel quite comfortable."

Shen Ling was a little silent.

Although he knew that it was unlikely, but now that he got the result, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian said softly, "Let's do it, I'll take the position of the village chief temporarily, and when Young Master Shen finds a suitable candidate, this old man will let him go."

Shen Ling looked at Yang Jian and nodded, "Then thank you Mr. Yang."

Yang Jian's answer surprised Shen Ling.

After Shen Ling left, a woman quietly poked her head in the academy.

The woman walked over to Yang Fitness and said softly, "Dad, didn't you say you would no longer be an official? Why did you agree to Young Master Shen?"

Yang Jian sighed, "I'm helping Young Master Shen."

"Help?" Yang Yun looked puzzled.

Yang Jian looked at Yang Yun, shook his head and said, "Thank you for being secretly paying attention to Young Master Shen, didn't you realize that he is in trouble now?"

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Yang Yun became even more puzzled.

Yang Jian looked into the distance: "How do you say it, you just need to know that I accepted the invitation of Young Master Shen to repay him."

"After all, he saved your life!"