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Chapter 8 The poorest martial arts sect (1)

Shui Ling was stunned and hurriedly followed Yang Muyu, and asked in a low voice: "You mean...every month?" Is there still a life? Heavy bleeding every month? Wouldn't she die soon after she was suffering from blood loss? But why does Yang Muyu say it seems very ordinary? Does it really have it for every girl? Isn't boys this true?

"That's right!" Yang Muyu said lightly.

"Mu Yu, are you angry..." Shui Ling put aside the doubts in her heart. Although she wanted to know, the girl's shyness made it difficult for her to speak. Forget it, let's ask Grandma Sang in a few days. And based on her feelings, the girl's natural intuition, Yang Muyu seems very unhappy now. He is angry, angry at her? Because of this, Shui Ling no longer has to worry about her own problems. As long as she can't die, there is nothing big. She wants to know why he is angry? It's her that caused him trouble?

"No!" Yang Muyu shook his head. When did he get angry?

"You are obviously angry!" Shui Ling quickly grabbed him in front of him, stopped him, carefully took out the ingot of gold he gave him from his waist purse, and handed it to him, "Are you heartbroken with gold?"

Yang Muyu was amused and crying, but where did he say this?

"Mu Yu!" Shui Ling lowered her head. Seeing that he didn't take gold, she couldn't bear to return it to him, so she lowered her head and made her pocket.

"What are you going to say?" Yang Muyu patiently said that the two of them were right in front of the door, and it was not a problem to stand at the door.

"Mu Yu, our Tianya Hai Pavilion is very poor... I only have a skirt, so I was not good at it just now. I don't want this gold..." Shui Ling said here, and Shi Si looked at him alike, and it took a long time to muster up the courage and said, "You give me this skirt... okay?"

Yang Muyu was almost so angry that his eyes turned pale and fainted. Then he thought, why didn't he be like her before? If he hadn't given the starfish soul by that weirdo, his family was rich, how could he be qualified to show off? But think about it again, even if he was not good enough, he could at least treat someone a disease and cheat a few taels of silver. It was much better than her. She might have never touched the silver, so he naturally loved money more than ordinary people.

It is normal for girls to like beautiful skirts and jewelry, which is understandable.

So he smiled and said, "I'm so stupid. I've worn this skirt for you, so it's yours. You can put it away as well. If you see something you like in the future, you can buy it. Hehe, but don't know more than San's wife, so that she won't confiscate your small vault."

"You...you... mean, I gave this skirt to me?" Shui Ling couldn't believe her ears. Oh my god, such a beautiful and expensive skirt, she actually gave her?

"Of course!" Yang Muyu nodded, "If you like it, I have a few more here, and I will give it to you later."

"Ah...really?" Countless little stars immediately appeared in Shui Ling's eyes. He hugged Yang Muyu and said with a smile, "I knew you were a good person..."

Yang Muyu sighed, "A good person... I'm afraid he may not be considered a good person." He touched Shui Ling's half-dry hair and smiled and said, "Go to have a meal, I'll give you a few hairpins to tie your hair later."

"Oh?!" Shui Ling cheered and ran out jumping.

As early as the outer room of the wing room, Huang Lanyu had already placed wine and food on a round table. Seeing Yang Muyu coming out, he was busy pulling a chair for him and asking him to sit down. Shui Ling was moving very quickly and had already sat on the chair. She stared at the table of good dishes, and almost drained water.

Yang Muyu couldn't help laughing when he looked at her and nodded, "You can eat whatever you like."

"Young master, do you want to drink some wine?" Huang Lanyu asked with a smile.

"Wine?" Yang Muyu shook his head. The last time he got Mr. Mo drunk, it felt bad, and immediately said, "I won't drink!"

Huang Lanyu was busy serving him a meal. After yesterday's inhuman torture, he let the hateful rabbit go toss all day. Now Huang Lanyu is simply a standard slave. He bows slightly behind Yang Muyu, carefully ponders the master's intentions, for fear that he will offend his master accidentally.

After eating a few bites of rice, Yang Muyu began to stare at Shui Ling curiously. This girl...has been hungry for a few days? Or did Sang abuse the girl, and she acted like a starving ghost. She had a plate of braised trout, and a fish bone was left in a moment... Then she was busy attacking other dishes.

Yang Muyu frowned and looked up at Huang Lanyu, hoping that he would be knowledgeable and could give him an explanation. But Huang Lanyu was also surprised and opened his mouth wide.

"My God, is this girl reincarnated by a starving ghost?" Yang Muyu slandered in his heart.

"I said damn girl, please wait..." Yang Muyu kindly reminded.

"Well... Mu Yu, I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time... Ah, what kind of meat is this? It's so delicious and delicious..." Shui Ling agreed vaguely while stuffing a piece of meat into her mouth.

"No way?" Yang Muyu frowned, "Didn't Mrs. Sang take you to Hongtong Restaurant for dinner a few days ago?"

"Where did my mother-in-law take me to dinner? My mother-in-law took me to find someone, but the person was not found. She was depressed. How could she treat me to dinner?" Shui Ling flattened her mouth pitifully and said with a sad face, "We are poor in Tianya Hai Pavilion, and we don't have money. We usually eat two meals a day on the island..."

"Take two meals a day?" Yang Muyu was stunned. No wonder he had lost all the beauty... However, the dead girl still had some meat, so she must have eaten it at night.

"Yes, I have one meal in the morning and noon. After noon, I have nothing to eat." While Shui Ling was speaking, she hurriedly grabbed the roast chicken next to her and ate it hard. "I have to eat more, I don't know when I can eat meat next time."

"No meat to eat?" Yang Muyu frowned, "Then what do you usually eat?"

"Of course there is no meat to eat." Shui Ling shook her head and said for a while, "Only they eat the tree rice grown by our island, and the vegetables are tree vegetables."

"What is tree rice?" Yang Muyu asked. He was confident that he knew a lot, but he had never heard of tree rice.

"Well... it is a big tree that is only available in Tianya Hai Pavilion. Every year, there are many berries on the tree, and there are rice-like things inside. We call it tree rice, which is a little bigger than ordinary rice grains." Shui Ling said as she picked up a snow-white and bright rice with chopsticks one day, gestured, and handed it to Yang Muyu, "The color is yellow and the taste is a bit bitter. Where is this rice delicious? Well, the dish is the tender leaves on the tree rice tree. Pick it back and add some shell oil, stir-fry it and you can eat it. However, it is really not delicious."

Yang Muyu shook his head repeatedly, unable to speak for a long time. Tianya Hai Pavilion was a little too poor.

Shui Lingba took a few bites of rice and said, "Rice like this can only be eaten during the auspicious period, but it is not as delicious as it is."

"You Tianya Hai Pavilion, I think you are a top-notch martial arts master. How could you be so poor?" Yang Muyu shook his head and asked. He was no longer in the mood to eat.

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