"What the hell, what good things can I have?" Old Wu lazily and reluctantly touched himself...

"Hey! That's it." Old Wu took out a round tube like a three-inch long from his arms and threw it to Shao Xi.

Shao Xi took it in his hand and saw it. It was a bamboo tube with a diameter of about three centimeters, with beautiful cloud patterns carved on it.

"What's this?"

"Fire fold, otherwise do you think I'll use some fire to cook broth for you?"

"Huozi? Isn't that just a lighter? A seven or eight-year-old child doesn't smoke. Why should I give this thing to someone?" Shao Xi complained in his heart.

Old Wu looked at his entangled expression, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't look at him, as ordinary people don't have one yet! Only wealthy families like our Feng family can afford it."

After hearing what Old Wu said, Shao Xi realized that lighting fires is a very troublesome thing in this era, unlike in the original world where lighters can be bought everywhere.

"One is not enough, is there any?"

"It's gone."

"If you look for something else?"

"It's really gone."

"Look for it again, look for it again." As he said that, Shao Xi got started by himself and rode on Lao Wu and touched him.

Old Wu had a helpless expression and muttered: "No, no. Hey, don't touch it randomly, it will be itchy..."

Everyone around, including Mu Ren and his sister, was stunned. They saw a six-year-old doll riding on an old man, touching and digging around, and wondering what the old and the young were making a fuss.

"Didn't you say there is nothing? Then what is this?" Shao Xi asked with a knife in his hand.

"Have you seen this? When we catch turtledoves together, I use it as a trap and kill turtledoves. Do you want this too?"

"nonsense!"

Shao Xi turned around and came to Mu Ren and said with a little awkward expression: "We escaped, there is nothing decent on us. You can keep these two for a souvenir!"

After saying that, he gave the knife and the fire pie to Muren and Wurina respectively.

Mu Ren stepped forward and hugged Shao Xi and said, "As long as it is given by you, we all like it. Friendship is our best gift."

Shao Xiqiang nodded naturally. He thought to himself that this friend of age was really sudden.

Wurina was the happiest at this moment. After knowing how to use the fire zipper, she took the fire and ran to Zhuoligetu and jumped and said, "Abu Abu, you can catch fire by yourself, which is faster than the fire sickle!"

The seemingly ordinary fire note is indeed a good gift for the grassland people who regard fire as a sacred thing.

Zhuoligetu walked to Shao Xi and Mu Ren, patted their shoulders, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, let Mu Ren take you to the horse farm to pick the best horse, that's the gift I give you."

Shao Xi replied hurriedly: "You can't accept gifts anymore. The ones you just gave me are already very precious. I can't accept gifts like you anymore."

"It doesn't matter, how can the man on the grassland not have his own horse? Just settled and go tomorrow morning."

Zhuoligetu smiled and took everyone back to drink.

Mu Ren hugged Shao Xi's shoulder and said proudly: "The horses in our Totte team are the best horses on the grassland. I am the boy with the best riding skills in Totte team. From tomorrow, I will teach you riding horses." After that, he patted his strong breasts.

"good!"

...

The singing and laughter of Totte still echoed in the sky of the grassland. The 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 discovered the two of you several times in the past few days, but you have not been able to catch up. Why have you caught up today but failed to get them back?"

The speaker stood in the dark, wearing a cloak, and looked like the man in black robe outside Fengjia Village a few days ago.

"Reported to the Lord, according to the Feige's letter, the old man's body skills are so special that he is hard to catch. Today, he met a group of Northern Hu people who helped him, so everyone in Wandaomen returned empty-handed."

The person who replied was respectful, with white faces and sharp voices. He was also Gao Cai, who was beside the man in the black robe a few days ago.

"From the information collected before, the things the Lord is looking for must be in the Feng family. Now, the Feng family has been dug three feet away by us and has not been found. I believe that Feng Changlinding placed this thing on his beloved son Feng Yuyan. If you encounter an opportunity, it is better to kill these two people directly and retrieve the things you are looking for. Why must the Lord catch the living back?" Gao Cai said carefully.

"Hmph! Do you think I don't want to save trouble? It's just that these two people have too many secrets. You should know that what I want is not just that." The man in black robe said in a deep voice.

"I understand, and I will arrange for people to inquire again, but now with the intervention of the Beihu people, it may be a little trouble."

"Just keep an eye on it, there will be no conflict. After all, the land of Beihu is not within your control of me. Fengjiazhuang was already very arrogant that time, and the situation should not be expanded in the future. You should know that the things you and I plan should not be in a hurry overnight."

"My servant understands that, then I will go and make arrangements."

Gao Cai bowed and retreated...

The grasslands in the early morning are busy.

Early in the morning, some men in the Totte tribe were lying on ox carts and preparing to go further to find some hay that cattle and sheep can eat, while some were lying on horse harness to go out to hunt; some were adding fodder for the cattle and sheep that were winter, while others were squeezing cows and goat milk to prepare food for the men who went out.

Mu Ren and Wu Rinna picked up Shao Xi early in the morning and went to choose a horse for him together.

When Shao Xi got up, Old Wu was still sleeping on the side, as if he hadn't had drunk yesterday. Shao Xi was too lazy to bother with him, so he went to the horse farm with Mu Ren and Wu Rinna.

The men who managed the horse farm heard that Zhuoligetu arranged to choose the best one, so they pulled out the white horse they thought was the best one.

"This one is the best one we recognize here. We are over three years old. We started to tame after we finish the slaughter. It has been more than a year now. We have a good temper and very good legs and feet. We are a rare good horse."

Mu Ren looked envious, "It's better than the one I ride now. Feng Yuyan, this horse has been tamed, you only need to cultivate a relationship with it for a period of time."

Shao Xi knew nothing about this, so he would say whatever he said, but looking at Mu Ren's expression, he was basically sure that he had found a treasure.

But the question is, can such a big horse be ridden by himself?

Mu Ren knew what he was thinking when he looked at Shao Xi's expression, "Don't worry, I'll teach you how to ride, and I'll guarantee you will teach you."

In this way, several children and adults struggled in the horse farm for most of the day, and it was not until a few people came back in the afternoon. Shao Xi rubbed his butt while walking. It turned out that riding a horse was not as handsome as he thought.

But! I have a car family in this world, although this car is a bit of a waste.

When I returned to the felt tent, I saw Lao Wu sitting there picking his teeth, looking full of wine and food.

"Young Master, have you practiced the meditation method today?" Old Wu asked absent-mindedly.

"What is meditation method?"

Shao Xi was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that it was a meditation method that Lao Wu asked him to practice a year ago, saying that 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 quite troublesome.

"I went to the horse farm with Mu Ren and the others early in the morning and I haven't had time to practice."

"Then start practicing now." Old Wu's tone was unquestionable.

Shao Xi knew from Feng Yuyan's memory that from childhood to adulthood, he could mess with Lao Wu in other things, but this one could not do it. He could not move every day and had to meditate for an hour.

"What's the use of practicing this?" Shao Xi asked in vain.

"Practice, you'll know in the future."

...

Just after the meditation was over, Old Wu suddenly said, "Do you know what is the thing hanging around your neck?"

Shao Xi reached out and took out the Ping An buckle from his clothes, looked at it, and rubbed it with his hands, "Isn't this Ping An buckle?"

When my mother handed it to him, she only told him not to lose it, and there was no special explanation.

"This is called the nine-colored glass buckle, it was left to you by your mother. Be sure to keep it well and not lose it."

When he said this, Lao Wu seemed to be recalling something.

"I'm going, how did he know that this was left to me by my mother? It turns out that the name of this thing sounds so nice."

Shao Xi had just finished surprised and learned from Feng Yuyan's memory that Feng Yuyan had also brought a peace buckle that was exactly the same as himself since he was a child, which might have been given by Mrs. Feng.

Shao Xi began to wonder again, "There are two identical peace locks, which one is real and which one is fake? If the one I brought is Feng Yuyan, where is mine?"

When Shao Xi was thinking about whether the two peace buckles were originally a pair, Old Wu suddenly asked next to him, "Young 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, and if I don't understand, I will learn from you and ask you. We can't be bullied all the time. We have to be beaten back and resist."

Shao Xi looked at Lao Wu with a serious face and answered seriously.

"Young Master, do you want to practice martial arts?"

Lao Wu asked very formally, as if he wanted to make a decision.

"Xuwu? Do you want me to avenge Fengjiazhuang?" Shao Xi began to feel anxious.

Although the plot in front of you is beginning to be related to the plot development in the online article: the protagonist bears deep revenge on blood, practices martial arts, and then has various adventures. Finally, his martial arts are successful, his revenge is successful, and he reaches the peak of his life...

But are you really as lucky as the protagonist of the online article?

This is not a joke. He hangs up by accident. He is not sure if he can wear it back.

"No, I hope you can live well."
Chapter completed!