"Are you dissatisfied with the young master? By the way, what about Xing'er? I'll teach her a lesson now!" Seeing that Lin Haoming did not respond and did not see Xing'er, Old Man Wu subconsciously felt that Lin Haoming was dissatisfied with his granddaughter and screamed with anger.
"Xing'er is a good girl. I asked her to rest in there. Lao Wu, what's the purpose of giving me your granddaughter?" Lin Haoming asked lightly.
Although I vaguely felt that the woman had a lower status here, Lin Haoming didn't believe it if she gave her granddaughter at will, and she had no purpose.
"Young Master, this... this is all the little selfishness of the old man. I really want to ask Mr. Lin for help in some things!" Old Man Wu saw that Lin Haoming seemed to have seen through his thoughts at first sight, and immediately did not dare to hide it.
"What's the matter?" Lin Haoming asked.
"Actually, this matter is not a big deal for the young master. In Banpo Village, we go to Shanyang County Market to sell mountain goods every month. In fact, at the Shanyang County Market, we still have a shop with a few people to take care of. However, those shops will be taken back every three years and then rented out again. There are two ways to get the shop. One is to rent it for a lot of money. In addition, you can obtain the right to use the shop through competitions, and at least ten shops will be left every year.
After the martial arts competition, my son took the shop in the past two times, but last year he had an accident. Now the strongest person in the village is me who is barely considered the grandson of a second-class warrior. Without a first-class warrior, there is no hope at all, so I hope the young master can help. There is really nothing good in our Banpo Village. Fortunately, Xing'er looks pretty good and is a perfect body. She knows some martial arts and some pharmacology, and can be a maid for the young master." Old Man Wu begged.
"What is your son's strength?" Lin Haoming asked.
"I am already a ninth-class martial artist. Although he is the lowest among martial artists, it is enough for our mountain village. In fact, the young master only needs to take action this time. In another three years, my grandson should be able to become the top among at least first-class warriors. At that time, there should be a good chance!" When Old Man Wu answered, his eyes could not hide his sadness.
"A ninth-class martial artist, you can train the son of a martial artist. It seems that you were not weak before!" Lin Haoming said.
"The old man had been out for a long time before. He was already a seventh-class martial artist at the age of 30. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured afterwards. With great loss of strength, he had no capital to make a living. He had no choice but to return to his hometown. Until now, he has seen difficulties outside and only hopes that the children can live a good life in the village!" Old Man Wu said honestly.
"Okay! I'll go out for a walk during the day and will come back tonight! When will I go to Shanyang County, just inform me, Xing'er will take good care of her!" Lin Haoming got some news from the conversation and didn't plan to ask more questions.
"Okay, please give me a gift. Xing'er is now the young master's person, so we naturally dare not neglect!" Old Wu said respectfully.
At this time, Lin Haoming had actually finished his food, and then followed the way he got off yesterday and planned to go back and see what would happen if he went down the cliff again.
The way back was no different, but when Lin Haoming stood on the cliff again, his face changed.
The cliff that was originally more than a thousand feet high was only more than a hundred feet left at this moment. The lower part was not where I was after entering the Demon Tower.
Although seeing all this, Lin Haoming was thinking in his heart whether it was just a fantasy and tried to climb down the cliff. However, after only half of the climb, Lin Haoming was sure that this was not a fantasy at all.
Although it has been confirmed that it is a little unwilling to give up, Lin Haoming still landed at the bottom of the cliff, and this place is just a valley with many shrubs.
There was no need to be sure anymore, Lin Haoming shook his head and planned to go back, but at this moment, he suddenly glanced at not far away and saw a python seven or eight feet long coming quickly towards him, clearly treating himself as his prey.
Seeing this, Lin Haoming's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. Although he had lost all his magic power, it was not a mere python that could be bullied. When the python rushed up, Lin Haoming flashed and stretched out his hand to pinch the python seven inches. With a force on his hand, the huge python was actually pinched to death by Lin Haoming.
Lin Haoming casually threw the python to the ground, but felt the power of the python just now and found that although he could not feel the magic power of the python, in terms of power alone, it would be a little trouble if he did not encounter it without magic power. It seems that the world in the Demon Tower is somewhat different from the original world.
Because the python was too big, Lin Haoming had no intention of carrying it on his back and climbed back along the cliff, because it was just an ordinary cliff, even if he had no magic power, it was very easy for Lin Haoming.
Standing on the cliff, looking back at the bottom of the valley, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Looking into the distance, it seemed that the smoke of lunch had risen in Banpo Village.
Lin Haoming did not hesitate much and went to the village with peace of mind.
Although it was much earlier than expected to come back, it was already past lunch order. However, when Lin Haoming stepped into the fence outside the house, he heard a man yelling from inside: "Grandpa, you can let Xing'er give it away. He is my sister, and he has already agreed to marry Jin Yong after he has been mourning."
"You also know that you call me grandpa. I am also for the benefit of the entire village. We have more than 200 people, and most of our income depends on the shops in the city. There are no shops. Where do you buy medicinal materials and mountain goods in the mountains? Should I sell them to those merchants who receive goods? How much can they give?" At this time, Old Man Wu's voice sounded, and at this moment he did not face Lin Haoming's timidity at all.
"Didn't you agree that I'll compete?" the man said unwillingly.
"You go and compete? You have just reached the strength of a second-class warrior, and there is no hope at all. Moreover, Xing'er is also my granddaughter. She sacrificed for the village. I think the rest of the village knows this, otherwise why did you come and ask me after everyone came back from hunting, and even Jin Yong didn't follow him? And that Young Master Lin is not bad, at least he should be kind to Xing'er." Old Man Wu was very sure at first, but at the end he seemed a little uncertain.
"A person who can become a third-class martial artist at a young age must have been from a famous noble family. Xing'er is just a village girl. Now he is in the mountains and forests. Maybe he will forget Xing'er after he goes back, and it is possible to give it away. Grandpa, you have never talked about those famous nobles. How many of those young masters and sons are not full of thieves and prostitutes." The man argued with reason.
Chapter completed!