"What the hell, what good things can I have on me?" Lao Wu lazily and reluctantly touched himself...
"Hey! That's it." Old Wu took out a three-inch-long round tube-like object from his arms and threw it to Shao Xi.
Shao Xi took it in his hand and saw that it was a bamboo tube about three centimeters in diameter with beautiful cloud patterns carved on it.
"What the hell is this?"
"Huo Zhezi, how else do you think I can light a fire to cook broth for you?"
"Huozhezi? Isn't that just a lighter? A seven or eight-year-old child doesn't smoke, why should I give this to someone?" Shao Xi complained in his mind.
Old Wu looked at his tangled expression, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't look down on it, ordinary people don't have it yet! Only our Feng family has such precious fire discounts." Only wealthy families can afford it.”
After hearing what Old Wu said, Shao Xi realized that lighting a fire in this era was very troublesome, unlike in the old world where lighters could be bought everywhere.
"One is not enough, are there any more?"
"Gone."
"Look again to see if there is anything else."
"There really aren't any more."
"Look again, look again." As he said that, Shao Xi started to do it himself, riding on Lao Wu's body and stroking around.
Old Wu had a confused expression on his face and muttered: "No, no. Hey, don't touch it randomly, it will itch..."
Including the Muren brothers and sisters, everyone around them was dumbfounded. I saw a six-year-old baby riding on an old man's body, touching here and there, and I didn't know what the old man and the young man were doing.
"Didn't you say there is none? Then what is this?" Shao Xi asked, holding up a knife in his hand.
"Haven't you seen this? When we caught turtle doves together, I used them to make traps and kill turtle doves. Do you want this too?"
"nonsense!"
Shao Xi turned around and came to the Muren brothers and sisters. He said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "We escaped and don't have anything decent with us. You can keep these two things as a souvenir!"
After saying that, he gave the knife and the fire fold to Muren and Uzhina respectively.
Muren stepped forward and hugged Shao Xi and said, "As long as it's from you, we all like it. Friendship is our best gift."
Shao Xi forced himself to nod his head naturally. He said in his heart that this year-end friendship is really sudden.
Uzhina is the happiest at the moment. After knowing how to use the fire seal, he blew the fire and ran to Zhuoligetu. He jumped and said, "Abu Abu, look at this, you can catch fire yourself, faster than a fire sickle!"
The seemingly ordinary fire fold is indeed a good gift for the prairie people who regard fire as a sacred thing.
Zhuo Ligetu walked up to Shao Xi and Muren, patted their shoulders, and said with a smile: "Let Muren take you to the racecourse tomorrow to pick out the best horse. That's what I gave to you." Gift."
Shao Xi hurriedly replied: "I can't accept any more gifts. The ones you just gave me are already very precious. I can't accept any more expensive gifts from you."
"It doesn't matter. How can a man on the grassland not have his own horse? It's settled, we'll go early tomorrow morning."
Zhuoligetu smiled and took everyone back to drink again.
Muren put his arm around Shao Xi's shoulders and said proudly: "The horses in our Tote tribe are the best horses on the grassland. I am the boy with the best riding skills in the Tote tribe. From tomorrow on, I will teach you how to ride a horse." After speaking, he patted his strong chest.
"good!"
…
The songs and laughter of the Tot tribe still echo in the sky over the grasslands. Kind people always believe that tomorrow will be better than today...
At this time, in a dark secret room somewhere in Yuanzhou.
"You just said that you have found the two hiding several times in the past few days, but you have not been able to catch them. Why did you catch them today but failed to get them back?"
The speaker was standing in the dark, wearing a cloak. He looked like the man in black robe outside Fengjiazhuang a few days ago.
"Your Majesty, according to Fei Ge's letter, the old man was difficult to catch due to his special physical skills. Today, he met a group of Beihu people to help him, so everyone from Wandaomen returned empty-handed."
The person who answered was respectful, with a white face and fine eyes, and a sharp voice. He was also the same father-in-law who had been beside the man in black a few days ago.
"Judging from the intelligence collected previously, the thing that the Lord is looking for must be in the Feng Family. But now, we have dug three feet into the Feng Family and still can't find it. Feng Chang Linding must have put this thing at the top of his list. My beloved son Feng Yuyan. If you get the chance, it would be better to kill these two people directly and get what you are looking for. Why does the Lord have to bring them back alive?" Gao Cai said carefully.
"Hmph! Do you think I don't want to save trouble? It's just that these two people hide too many secrets. You should know that what I want is not just that." The man in black robe said solemnly.
"I understand. I will arrange for people to go and investigate. But now that the Beihu people are involved, there may be some trouble."
"Just keep an eye on it and don't conflict. After all, the land of Beihu is not within your control. Fengjiazhuang was already very public that time. You can't expand the situation in the future. You should know that what you and I are planning , don’t rush it overnight.”
"I understand, I will go down and make arrangements right now."
Gao Cai bowed and stepped back...
The grassland is busy in the early morning.
Early in the morning, some of the men in the Tot tribe were harnessing oxen carts, preparing to go further afield to find some hay that cattle and sheep could eat; some were harnessing horses and preparing to go hunting; some of the women were preparing for the winter. The cattle and sheep are adding fodder, some are milking cows and goats, and preparing food for the men who go out.
Muren and Wu Zhina picked up Shao Xi early in the morning and went to choose a horse for him.
When Shao Xi got up, Lao Wu was still sleeping on his side, looking like he was still drunk from yesterday. Shao Xi didn't bother to care about him and followed Muren and Wu Zhina to the racecourse.
The men who managed the racecourse heard that Zhuoligetu arranged to select the best one, so they pulled out the white horse they thought was the best.
"This horse is recognized as the best here. It is more than three years old. I started training it after it was gelding, and it has been more than a year now. It has a good temperament, and its legs and feet are very good. It is a rare good horse."
Muren looked envious, "It's actually better than the one I'm riding now. Feng Yuyan, this horse has been tamed, you just need to cultivate a relationship with it for a while."
Shao Xi didn't know anything about this, so he took whatever he said, but looking at Muren's expression, he was basically sure that he had found a treasure.
But here comes the question, can I ride such a big horse by myself?
Muren looked at Shao Xi's expression and knew what he was thinking, "Don't worry, I'll teach you how to ride. I promise to teach you."
In this way, several children and adults spent most of the day at the racecourse, and they did not come back until the afternoon. Shao Xi rubbed his butt as he walked. It turned out that riding a horse was not as cool and handsome as he thought.
But! In this world, I can be considered one of the car owners, although this car is a bit expensive.
When I returned to the felt tent, I saw Old Wu sitting there picking his teeth, looking like he was full of food and wine.
"Master, have you practiced the meditation method today?" Old Wu asked seemingly absentmindedly.
"What is meditation?"
Shao Xi was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized that it was a meditation method that Lao Wu asked him to practice a year ago. He said it could eliminate distracting thoughts and calm down.
The memories of these two people overlap in one person's mind, and Shao Xi sometimes finds it troublesome.
"I went to the racecourse with Muren and the others early in the morning, and I haven't had time to practice yet."
"Then let's start practicing now." Old Wu's tone left no room for doubt.
Shao Xi knew from Feng Yuyan's memory that since he was a child, he could mess with Lao Wu on other things, but not this. Every day, I must meditate for an hour.
"What's the use of practicing this?" Shao Xi asked, knowing it was in vain.
"Practice, you will know later."
…
Just after the meditation, Lao Wu suddenly said, "Do you know what that thing hanging around your neck is?"
Shao Xi reached out and took out the safety button from his clothes, looked at it, and rubbed it with his hands, "Isn't this a safety button?"
When his mother gave this to him, she only told him not to lose it, and there was no special instructions.
"This is called the Nine-Color Glazed Button. It was left to you by your mother. Be sure to keep it well and don't lose it."
When saying this, Old Wu seemed to be remembering something.
"Let me go, how does he know this is what my mother left for me? It turns out that this thing has such a nice name."
Shao Xi had just finished being surprised when he learned from Feng Yuyan's memory that Feng Yuyan had also been wearing a safety buckle exactly like hers since she was a child, and it might have been given by Mrs. Feng.
Shao Xi began to mutter in his heart again, "There are two identical safety buckles. Which one is real and which one is a fake? If the one I am wearing is Feng Yuyan's one, where has mine gone?"
When Shao Xi was wondering whether the two safety buckles were originally a pair, Old Wu suddenly asked from the side, "Master, do you still remember what you said to me yesterday by the woods?"
"Of course I remember. I said I will listen to you. If I don't understand, I will learn from you and ask you. We can't be bullied all the time. We have to fight back and resist."
Shao Xi looked at Old Wu's solemn face and answered seriously.
"Then young master, do you want to practice martial arts?"
Lao Wu asked very formally, as if he was making a decision.
"Xiu Wu? Do you want me to avenge Fengjiazhuang?" Shao Xi's heart began to beat.
Although the plot in front of me is beginning to be related to the development of the plot in the online novel: the protagonist bears a blood feud, practices martial arts, and then has various adventures, and finally achieves great martial arts, succeeds in revenge, and reaches the pinnacle of life...
But am I really as lucky as the protagonist of the online novel?
This was no joke. If it accidentally hung up, he wasn't sure if he could put it back on again.
"No, I hope you can live well."
Lao Wu's answer was completely beyond Shao Xi's expectations.
