Jingzhou saw Hu Qingniu thinking, so he threw Zhang Wuji to Hu Qingniu.
Anyway, according to the original work, although Hu Qingniu failed to cure Zhang Wuji, he was able to save Zhang Wuji's life, and he was not afraid of accidents.
"Monk, Brother Chang, you are so busy seeing a doctor. I'm going to rest first."
After saying that, Jingzhou ignored everyone, tied up his horse, and walked towards the thatched house.
He hasn't had a good rest since arriving in Hanshui, and he has been traveling continuously for the past few days. Even with his profound skills, he can't help but feel tired.
When Hu Qingniu saw Jingzhou as if he was in his own yard, he walked inside without saying hello. His beard trembled with anger and said: "You stupid boy, come back here!"
Monk Peng pulled Hu Qingniu and smiled helplessly at him.
At this point, Monk Peng finally realized that Jingzhou's martial arts skills were much better than his own.
Besides, he is his savior, so he cannot and cannot be offended.
Early the next morning, Jingzhou woke up and felt an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body. Seeing that it was almost dawn, he went to an open space in front of the thatched house to practice Qigong.
He has been practicing the third volume of the Nine Yang Manual for some time, and now that he is familiar with the road, he is getting faster and faster.
Presumably, at this speed, it won't take long for the third volume to be completed.
After practicing the first and second volumes, he has broken through to the first-class realm. By the time he completes the third volume, he will almost reach the realm of a peerless master.
After practicing for another hour, Ji Xiaofu came out of the thatched hut at dawn.
She was stabbed by Ding Minjun. Although she bled excessively, her vital parts were not injured. When she arrived at Butterfly Valley, she applied medicine and the wound had scabbed over after one night.
Hearing the noise, Jingzhou stopped his kung fu, took a closer look, and saw that it was Ji Xiaofu, and said, "Is Miss Ji feeling better?"
"Thank you for your concern, sir. Xiaofu is fine."
"Miss Ji had a big fight with your senior sister yesterday. With your senior sister's temperament, she definitely won't let it go like this."
Of course Ji Xiaofu knew Ding Minjun's temperament, and he would retaliate. If he offended her, she would definitely hate him for the rest of his life. She apologized and said, "I'm sorry, sir. It was Xiaofu who caused you trouble."
"I'm not afraid of trouble. If your master finds out about your child, that would be bad. With your senior sister's temperament, I'm afraid she will tell all these things to your master, and maybe add fuel to the fire. How many points!" At this point, Jingzhou paused for a moment, and then said: "Miss Ji, when she feels better, she'd better take the child over. With me here, she won't be afraid even if extinction comes."
Originally, Jing Zhou wanted to save the mother and son, and then go up to Guangmingding to find Yang Xiao.
Yang Buhui can't have any problems no matter what. He has been planning the position of leader of the Ming Cult for some time. Ji Xiaofu and her son are important chess pieces.
Yang Xiao is an arrogant person by nature. If he wants to get Yang Xiao's approval, he has to use both hard and soft methods. In addition to being a strong martial artist, he also has to be kind and generous to him.
In the original work, if Zhang Wuji hadn't been the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King, and had great martial arts skills, and saved Yang Xiao's life, how could he have been able to take the position of leader of the Ming Cult so easily?
Yang Xiao has been fighting with Wu Sanren, Qing and Bai for half his life, but he still refuses to retreat, which shows his persistence in the position of leader.
In addition to saving Monk Peng this time, Wu San people will be easy to win over. As long as Yang Xiao approves, more than half of the top management of Mingjiao will have been won over.
The people of the Yuan Dynasty were innocent, so it was time for a new person in the world. He, Jing Zhou, wanted to be the leader of the Ming Cult, and use the power of the Ming Cult to change the world!
After hearing Jingzhou's words, Ji Xiaofu could no longer hide the worried look on her face. She didn't care how the person in front of her knew all this, so she immediately returned to the house. Regardless of her injuries, she tidied up and left. Pick up Yang without regret.
If it was too late, her master, Master Miejie, would find her first, which would frighten Ji Xiaofu so much that she would not dare to continue thinking about it.
"Miss Ji is injured all over her body now, and it's inconvenient for her to move around. It's okay, why don't I run with you and lie down."
When Ji Xiaofu went to pick up Yang Buhui like this, Jing Zhou was really worried, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
Ji Xiaofu saw Jingzhou's eyebrows furrowed for a while, thinking that it would be inconvenient for him to come, but she paused and said that she would not regret it if she went to pick her up. Suddenly she felt that the man in front of her was very kind to her mother and son, and she couldn't help it anymore. In addition to the previous kindness, she didn't know how to repay it for a while, but she was very grateful.
At this time, she also knew that her body was inconvenient, so she did not shirk and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master. Xiaofu will definitely find a way to repay you in the future."
Jing Zhou got up from the ground, led the horse over, and said, "Miss Ji is injured and has some physical inconvenience. Let's get on the horse first."
There is only one horse here, how can it be enough for two people to ride on it? Ji Xiaofu declined: "If Xiaofu gets on the horse, wouldn't the young master have to walk? How can this be done?"
"Miss Ji, you don't have to be like this. I have achieved a lot with my small skills. Even if I use my legs to travel, it won't be much slower. Besides, time is tight. Miss Ji, it's better not to shirk." Jingzhou didn't know if the old nun would go. When looking for Yang Buhui, it is better to have this chess piece in front of him.
Ji Xiaofu hesitated for a moment, then got on the horse, her eyes flushed: "Young Master is so kind and kind, Xiaofu will definitely hold the ring knot grass in her next life to repay the Young Master for your great kindness."
"Okay, if we don't leave, it will be noon. Besides, helping you once is still helping, and helping you twice is still helping. You have too many lice and are not afraid of being bitten." Jingzhou's words made Ji Xiaofu "Pfft." As soon as he smiled, his mood improved again.
"drive!"
She patted the horse's back and led the way.
Ji Xiaofu was injured. Although the horse was not as fast as before, it was not slow either. However, more than half an hour had passed. She felt relieved when she saw that Jing Zhou was still following the horse three feet away in a hurry. He sighed: "My benefactor's skill is really profound. After all this time, I still don't see any disorder in his aura. Judging from his calm expression, I'm afraid he still has some energy left."
If it were her, she would have already lost track of her!
The two walked for half a day, and Ji Xiaofu stopped in a mountain village near Butterfly Valley.
Since giving birth to Yang Buhui, in order to cover up the incident, Ji Xiaofu has always left the child in a mountain village to be looked after, and only sees Yang Buhui once every once in a while.
"Mother, have you come to see me?"
When Yang Buhui saw Ji Xiaofu, he ran over happily and threw him into Ji Xiaofu's arms.
"That's right, Buhui, now mother will take you somewhere else." After saying that, he added: "Call me brother." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ji Xiaofu felt something was wrong. If she asked Buhui to call Jingzhou brother, , then isn’t Jingzhou simply a generation shorter than himself? So she quickly changed her words and said to Yang Buhui: "Call me uncle."
"Uncle~"
"..."
The title uncle really didn't suit him. Jingzhou smiled and said, "If you don't regret it, let's call you brother. Haha, let's discuss it individually..."
"Miss Ji, there are still things to pack. If not, let's go back."
Ji Xiaofu shook her head, took out a few silver coins from her body and handed them to the village woman. She hugged Yang Buhui onto the horse and asked, "Master, do you need a rest?"
When she thought about it, even though Jing Zhou had great skills, he probably didn't have much internal energy left in his body after traveling for such a long time, and his body was even more exhausted. . .
