The handle of the spear is made of wood and is so thick and hard that most people cannot break it.
Seeing that Song Xixi broke the spear effortlessly and made two small holes in the hard ground, the few soldiers who originally pulled He Hong's baggage were shocked.
He Hong also had a look of surprise on his face. Even if he learned from Du Wei that Song Xixi was very powerful, it would not be as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes!
The soldiers who came back to their senses all stepped forward to surround Song Xixi, several spears pointed at her at the same time: "Who are you? You dare to come here to act wild in such a powerful military camp!"
Song Xixi sneered: "So you know this is a military camp. If it weren't for your skin, I would have thought someone was blocking the road and robbing in broad daylight!"
A dignified soldier was scolded as a robber by a yellow-haired girl, and the young soldier who broke his spear was furious: "Stinky girl, if I don't teach you a lesson today, I will take your surname! Brothers, come on, show her some color!"
This little soldier was very smart and knew that Song Xixi was not easy to mess with, so he did not dare to go up to teach her a lesson alone.
The other people were not stupid either. They looked at each other and then raised their spears and waved at Song Xixi: "Smelly girl, you asked for this!"
They didn't want Song Xixi's life, otherwise they would have stabbed her directly with the spear head.
He Hong stood aside and watched, showing no intention of stepping forward to help.
Song Xixi doesn't know martial arts, but her physical fitness has been modified by Daliwan, and she has extraordinary reflexes.
She was short in stature, grabbed the spear above her head, and then struck the soldiers on the calves with a sweeping sweep.
The force is not heavy, but it is enough to teach them a lesson.
"Ouch——"
Several soldiers fell to the ground in pain, and the spears in their hands lost support and fell.
Song Xixi shook her head and turned to look at He Hong: "Master, these people are too weak. They are definitely not your soldiers."
He Hong did not correct her title, and walked up to the soldiers who were covering their calves and glaring at Song Xixi: "You are being ordered to embarrass me, and I won't argue with you. Go back and tell that person, if you are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, let him
Take care of yourself."
After that, he patted the non-existent dust on the baggage and said to Song Xixi: "Let's go."
Song Xixi knew that there was no benefit in continuing to entangle, so she threw the spear back to the soldier, picked up the reins from the ground and jumped onto the donkey cart: "Master, sit still!"
Under the unwilling and depressed eyes of the soldiers, the two of them left slowly in a donkey cart.
One of them said angrily: "No, I want to report it to the Gao Gao Wei and let the Gao Gao Wei deal with them!"
Two people echoed: "Yes, these two people are so presumptuous, they are just trampling our faces to the ground!"
Fortunately, the people who had their spears taken away still had sense and immediately rejected their proposal: "No, the Gao Xiaoxiao ordered us privately, just because we don't want this matter to be brought to the table! Although the person named He was kicked out of the camp, he was
Everyone he has mentored agrees with him. Once things break out, the Gao Gao Lieutenant may not be in trouble, and we will definitely be punished!"
After being reminded by him, the three soldiers who clamored to teach Song Xixi He Hong a lesson calmed down. After thinking about it for a while, they had to admit that their companion was right, and they could only suppress the anger in their hearts.
On the donkey cart, He Hong stared at Song Xixi's thin back for a while and suddenly asked: "Do you often fight on weekdays?"
When Leng Buding was asked, Song Xixi was stunned for a moment before humbly saying: "No, only two or three times throughout the year."
As for chasing wild boars all over the mountains, or being chased all over the mountains by a herd of wild boars, there is no need to count them.
After hearing this, He Hong gave a rare compliment: "Good reaction ability!"
Song Xixi was flattered: "Thank you, sir!"
He Hong frowned: "Don't call me Master anymore?"
Song Xixi said seriously: "I haven't formally performed the apprenticeship ceremony, so I don't dare to call you master shamelessly."
I just called you master in front of the soldiers just because I wanted to stand up for him and teach those bastards who were causing trouble for no reason.
He Hong didn't say anything. Looking at the scenery along the road, his depressed mood unexpectedly improved a little.
Returning to Wutong Lane, Song Jin, Zhang Chunlan and Ya'er were waiting at the door to greet them under the scorching sun.
Seeing He Hong, who was quite majestic and seemed difficult to get along with, Song Jin and Zhang Chunlan were very careful, lest they would make him unhappy, and left in anger, leaving their niece who was so obsessed with practicing martial arts.
After all, Ya'er was still young and not very courageous. She was so frightened by He Hong's aura that she didn't dare to raise her head. After meeting him, she hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Seeing that the uncle and aunt were unnatural, Song Xixi stayed in the main room to entertain He Hong and talked about his arrangements: "...it will take a while to build the Wushu Performance Arena. I am going to build a small courtyard next to it for you to live in."
,You will live here for now..."
Before she could finish speaking, He Hong interrupted her: "The martial arts arena can be built slowly. You start with the basic skills. As for my residence, just clean up one in the woodshed and utility room."
He has slept in piles of dead people. He has no requirements for a place to live. It would be better if it can be sheltered from the wind and rain.
After Song Xixi heard this, he quickly responded: "I listen to you."
Originally, the five large rooms at home were just enough for her family to live in. She also considered placing her husband in the vacant house at her grandparents' house.
It's just that her martial arts training didn't happen overnight, and she might have to take her back to her uncle's family soon. Then it would be inconvenient for her husband to live together, and it would be inappropriate to ask him to move out.
Therefore, she wanted to build a separate small courtyard near the martial arts arena and decorate it according to her husband's preferences. It would be more comfortable and comfortable to live in her own home than to live in someone else's home.
He Hong doesn't mind at the moment, Song Xixi hopes that he can follow her back to the village immediately, so that he can learn martial arts earlier and become stronger earlier.
Apart from anything else, if you go to the mountains to hunt wild boars, you won't look too embarrassed if you are chased all over the mountain by a herd of wild boars.
It was a good thing that He Hong didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he would have doubted that her seeking self-protection was a lie and that she was specifically provoking wild boars.
In the afternoon, Song Xixi went to the street to buy some necessities for He Hong, and then went to Ping'an Embroidery Workshop to see Song Niannian. She made sure that she was dedicated to learning skills and had not been deceived by Kong Erniang and her daughter, so she came back with peace of mind.
Early the next morning, a group of four people left Wutong Lane under Ya'er's reluctant eyes.
When arriving at Hongfeng Town, Song Xixi made a special detour to the shop to inform Song Cai Niu Hua'er about her martial arts practice.
Like Zhang Chunlan in the Song Dynasty and Jin Dynasty, the two of them fully agreed with this matter and thanked He Hong again and again, who seemed very reliable at first sight.
In private, Niu Hua'er worriedly said to Song Cai: "This Mr. He is very powerful at first sight. If Guobao makes mistakes in his martial arts practice or makes him angry, will he take action against Guobao?"
Song Cai also had this worry, but still comforted his wife: "It's okay, let's coax Mr. He, so that even if the good boy makes a mistake, he won't be embarrassed to be cruel."