Looking at the time now, I heard Wang Ziyan say that today happens to be February 19th. It seems that it is the time when King Chuang's army is attacking with all its strength and Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty is lingering. It's no wonder that villages like Qijia Village have curfews at night, and it's no wonder why Lu Yin and Ya Pai were arrested and punished.
Both King Chuang and Emperor Chongzhen were afraid of spies sneaking into their ranks, and they would certainly not treat people well who did not have road guides and dental plaques to prove their identity. Moreover, heavy codes have been used in troubled times since ancient times. If you are caught at this time, the end will not be good. It is often said in novels that in ancient times, severe punishments were used to prove whether a person was a spy sent by the enemy.
Qi Feihong understood that Wang Ziyan was doing it for his own good, so he nodded and said: "Thank you, Miss Wang, for reminding me. I won't leave here and run around. Miss Wang, just say anything if you have anything. I don't have anything else and I have a lot of strength."
Wang Ziyan gradually became familiar with Qi Feihong and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, sir, just call me by my name. I'm not a young lady, just a country girl. If you call me young lady, it will make people laugh." .”
Qi Feihong smiled and said, "Then don't call me Young Master. I'm not much of a Young Master. If you just call me by my name, I'll feel cordial."
Wang Ziyan's face turned red inexplicably and she whispered: "Well, may I ask how old the young master is this year?"
Qi Feihong said: "I... should be thirty years old this year." He didn't know how to calculate his age in the Ming Dynasty, but thinking that he was thirty years old in the era he lived in, he just regarded himself as thirty years old. .
Wang Ziyan nodded slightly: "Young master is older than me... If there are outsiders around, I have to wrong you to call me cousin to avoid unnecessary trouble. If we are not relatives, our family takes the young master in. If others know about it, they might say something. What."
Qi Feihong suddenly understood and nodded: "Hello, cousin." He turned to look at Xiaopang and said, "Hello, cousin. Please take care of me in the future. If you have anything to do, just ask me to do it."
Xiaopang smiled and said with a childish tone: "Hello cousin, only my sister can arrange things for me and my cousin. I don't dare to tell you to do things. My father often said that there is order between elders and younger ones. As a younger brother, I should listen. Cousin, it's your orders. Usually my sister and I are at home, and we have to obey my sister in everything, otherwise my sister will scold me and hit me."
Wang Ziyan's face turned red again, and she was obviously a little shy: "Stop making trouble, it's not good for others to hear it. In this case, cousin, you should go to rest first. When father comes back, there should be something to ask my cousin. You helped."
Qi Feihong saw that Wang Ziyan was thoughtful and thought she was a good girl. He had no other ideas. After all, he was an immortal cultivator and had never thought about starting a family. And he really wants to go back to the era he lived in, or go to the world of immortality, and has no intention of staying here forever.
Judging from the current situation, Qi Feihong may have to stay here for a while. He doesn't know how to return to the era he lived in. He doesn't know whether Qian Zhirou has given up on killing him, let alone how to get there. The world of immortality. In short, he knows nothing now, and has no other choice but to stay and watch what happens.
What Qi Feihong has to do now is to practice quickly and strive to improve his strength as soon as possible. If he could go back one day, he would at least have the ability to fight Qian Zhirou.
Returning to the guest room arranged for him by Wang Ziyan, Qi Feihong sat down cross-legged and began to practice. His technique is incomplete and his training speed is not fast, but it is better than nothing. He soon entered a state of forgetfulness of things and self, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.
The strange thing is that Qi Feihong, who has always been alert, does not show any signs of caution in this family, as if this is his home and there is no need to be wary.
Unconsciously, the sky darkened. Qi Feihong opened his eyes and ended his practice. When he stood up, he sighed and said to himself: "The foundation is not strong, and the practice is half the result with half the effort. It is really frustrating."
He felt hungry again, so he opened the door and walked into the yard, ready to see what he would have for dinner tonight, but he didn't expect that as soon as he left the house, he saw the little fat man standing on the plum blossom post practicing the horse step. This child was practicing Zama Step very seriously, and he almost fell asleep while practicing.
Qi Feihong held back his laughter and walked over, stretched out his hand to gently pick up the half-asleep chubby boy, and said with a smile: "It's dark, don't practice any more."
Xiaopang woke up, looked at Qi Feihong, smiled, and immediately showed a hint of fear: "Is father back? Later he will scold me when he sees that I haven't practiced."
Qi Feihong smiled and said: "It's okay. When your father comes back, I will tell him not to let you practice martial arts anymore. You can definitely read and be literate, and you can also honor your ancestors by getting a name in the future. Practicing martial arts is not the only way out. Remember your expression. Brother, my words."
Xiaopang was stunned and didn't understand what Qi Feihong meant. Xiaopang is definitely very sensible among his peers, but there are some things he still doesn't understand, like what Qi Feihong said about getting fame. After all, he is only a six-year-old child, and he cannot know too many things.
Qi Feihong didn't explain. He just looked at the courtyard gate and said, "Your father is back. It seems he has a guest."
Little Fatty wondered: "Cousin, how do you know? Can you see what's behind the door?"
Qi Feihong smiled and said: "I just heard the footsteps, and I don't have clairvoyance. How can I not see what is behind the door?"
Xiaopang shouted: "What is clairvoyance? Wait, I will open the door and see if the voice you hear is my father's..."
Before Xiaopang finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Xiaopang hurriedly opened the wooden bolt on the door and shouted at the same time: "Father, are you back?"
An old man in his fifties pushed open the door, picked up Xiaopang, and said loudly: "You're back. How was your practice at home today?"
This man's face is weathered and his age is evident. He obviously works too hard in daily life and ages much faster than the average person. This is probably the case for people who work hard all year round.
Xiaopang turned his head and glanced at Qi Feihong, but stopped talking. He was afraid that his father would scold him if he told the truth, so he didn't dare to speak.
Qi Feihong took a few steps forward, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you uncle for saving me. Qi Feihong, please tell me your surname."
Only then did Xiaopang's father notice Qi Feihong. He quickly put Xiaopang down, looked at Qi Feihong and said, "Are you awake? This is great. You have been unconscious for three days and three nights..."
Qi Feihong said again: "Thank you uncle for saving me. It's a great kindness. I will never forget it."
Xiaopang's father laughed: "You're welcome, I happened to find you unconscious and brought you back. Anyone else would do this."
Qi Feihong felt that Xiaopang's father was very friendly and honest, and he felt more and more grateful, so he said, "Uncle saved me, I should be grateful."
Xiaopang's father smiled honestly, looked back, and then said: "I saw that you didn't wake up after sleeping for three days. I was worried that there might be something wrong with your body, so I invited Dr. Liu to come when I came back today. I'm going to diagnose and treat you... I didn't expect you to wake up and seem to be fine, which made Doctor Liu's trip in vain."
It turned out that Xiaopang's father brought back a doctor. They were talking at the entrance of the courtyard, but blocked the doctor outside the door and he has not been able to come in until now.
Xiaopang's father turned sideways and said to the person outside the door: "Doctor Liu, thank you for your hard work. He has woken up and there seems to be no problem."
Dr. Liu was a short, lean old man. He glanced at Qi Feihong who was standing aside and said angrily: "You asked me to come over when you have nothing to do. I have traveled all these miles in vain."
Xiaopang's father took out a few copper coins from his arms and stuffed them into Dr. Liu's hand. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry. He was still unconscious when I went out early in the morning. Who knew he would wake up... right?" If you can’t stay, please go back quickly and you should be home before the curfew.”
Doctor Liu took the copper coins, turned around and hurried away without complaining.
Xiaopang's father invited Qi Feihong to enter the main room due north with him and sit down at the Eight Immortals table in the living room. Wang Ziyan had already brought tea and said that dinner would be ready in a while.
"The young master's dress is completely different from the people here. He must have come from a foreign country." Xiaopang's father said with a smile: "The old man's surname is Wang, and his ancestors named him Wang Baoping. He has lived in Qijia Village for most of his life. If I’m not afraid of Young Master’s jokes, this is the first time I’ve seen Young Master dressed up like this.”
Qi Feihong said: "I am indeed from a foreign country. I came here accidentally and accidentally passed out in the woods. Fortunately, I was saved by my benefactor. I am very grateful."
Wang Baoping said: "I don't know what you call me, sir. Where is your home?"
Qi Feihong said with a smile: "My uncle's surname is Wang, so let me call you Uncle Wang. My surname is Qi, Qi Feihong. Thank you again to Uncle Wang for saving your life."
Wang Baoping smiled and said: "You're welcome. Are you also from Qijia Village? Then why don't I know you? I have never seen you before."
Qi Feihong smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, you have misunderstood. Although I am also named Qi, I am not a member of the Qi family in Qijia Village. I am from outside the Great Wall. Because something happened to my family, I had no choice but to wander around."
"Beyond the Great Wall..." Wang Baoping sighed: "In recent years, the situation has been unstable, with wars everywhere, and the people are in dire straits. Our Qijia Village is fine for the time being, but we may not be affected by the war at any time. Hey... What do you have now? What’s your plan?”
Qi Feihong said: "Uncle Wang, does he need help here? I don't have anyone else, but I have a lot of strength. If Uncle Wang needs it, I can stay and help him do something."
Qi Feihong wanted to repay his kindness and didn't think much about it. He felt that staying here would be beneficial to the Wang family.
