"Aren't you dissatisfied, Master? By the way, where's that girl Xing'er? I'm going to teach her a lesson!" Seeing Lin Haoming not responding and not seeing Xing'er, Old Man Wu subconsciously felt that Lin Haoming was dissatisfied with his granddaughter and shouted with an angry look on his face.
stand up.
"Myolie is a good girl. I asked her to rest in it. Old Wu, what is your purpose in giving your granddaughter to me?" Lin Haoming asked lightly.
Although he vaguely felt that the status of women here was lower, Lin Haoming did not believe that he gave away his granddaughter casually without any purpose.
"Young Master, this... this is just a little bit of my selfishness. I really want to ask Mr. Lin for help with something!" Seeing that Lin Haoming seemed to see through his mind, Old Man Wu immediately did not dare to hide it.
"What's the matter?" Lin Haoming asked.
"Actually, this matter is not a big deal for you. We in Banpo Village go to the Shanyang County Market every month to sell mountain products. In fact, we still have a shop at the Shanyang County Market.
There are a few people to take care of it, but according to regulations, those shops will be taken back every three years and then rented out again. There are two ways to get the shops. One is to rent them with a lot of money. In addition, you can obtain the shops through competitions.
The right to use it, and at least ten shops will be left every year to be allocated through competitions. In the past two times, my son took action to seize the shops, but last year he had an accident. Now the only one who is the strongest in the village is me, who is barely the second.
Waiting for the grandson of a samurai, there is no hope at all without a first-class samurai, so I hope the young master can help. We really don’t have anything good in Banpo Village. Fortunately, Myolie looks pretty good, and she is still a perfect body and knows some martial arts.
, I also know some pharmacology and can be a maid for the young master." Old Man Wu begged.
"What is your son's original strength?" Lin Haoming asked.
"I am already a ninth-level martial artist. Although it is the lowest level among martial arts masters, it is enough for our mountain village. In fact, I only need the young master to take action this time. In three years, my grandson should also be able to do it.
To become at least the top among first-class warriors, you should have a good chance by then!" When Old Man Wu answered, he could not hide the sadness in his eyes.
"Ninth-level martial arts master, you can raise a son of a martial arts master. It seems that your strength was not weak before!" Lin Haoming said.
"The little old man also spent a lot of time wandering outside. He was already a seventh-level martial arts master when he was thirty years old. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged. He no longer had the capital to venture out, so he had no choice but to return to his hometown.
Until now, I have seen the difficulties outside, and I just hope that the children can live a good life in the village!" Old Man Wu said seemingly honestly.
"Okay! I'll go out for a walk during the day and I'll be back at night! Just let me know when you're going to Shanyang County. Myolie will take good care of her!" Lin Haoming got some information out of the conversation and didn't plan to
Asked more.
"Okay, Sir, please excuse me. Myolie is now your son, so of course we don't dare to neglect you!" Old Wu said respectfully.
At this time, Lin Haoming had actually finished eating, and then walked along the road he came down yesterday, planning to go back and see what would happen if he went down the cliff again.
There was no difference at all on the way back, but when Lin Haoming stood on the cliff again, his expression changed.
The cliff that was originally more than a thousand feet high was now only more than a hundred feet high. The place below was not at all the place where he had been after entering the Demon Tower.
Although he saw all this, Lin Haoming wondered if it was just a fantasy. He tried to climb down the cliff, but only halfway up the climb, Lin Haoming was sure that this was not a fantasy at all.
Although he was determined and somewhat unwilling to give up, Lin Haoming still fell to the bottom of the cliff, and this place was just a valley with many shrubs.
No need to be sure anymore, Lin Haoming shook his head and planned to go back, but at this moment, he suddenly glanced not far away and saw a python seven or eight feet long coming towards him quickly.
He clearly regards himself as prey.
When Lin Haoming saw this situation, a cold look flashed in his eyes. Although he had lost all his magic power, he was not someone that a mere python could bully. When the python pounced on him, Lin Haoming flashed and stretched out his hand to die.
Lin Haoming pinched the python seven inches tightly, and with a strong force on his hand, the huge python was crushed to death by Lin Haoming.
Lin Haoming casually threw the python on the ground, but he felt the power of the python rushing towards him just now. He found that although he could not feel the python's magic power, in terms of strength alone, it was not a body-refining monk who encountered it without magic power.
This is going to be a little troublesome. It seems that the world in the Demon Tower is somewhat different from the original world.
Because the python was too big, Lin Haoming did not intend to carry it on his back, and climbed back directly along the cliff. Because it was just an ordinary cliff, even without magic power, it was very easy for Lin Haoming.
Standing on the cliff, I looked back at the bottom of the valley and couldn't help but sigh. Looking into the distance, Banpo Village seemed to have the smoke of lunch rising.
Lin Haoming didn't hesitate and walked towards the village with confidence.
Although he came back much earlier than expected, it was already past lunch time, but 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 like this.
She is my sister, and she has already agreed to marry Jin Yong after the mourning period is over."
"You still know how to call me grandpa. I am doing this for the good of the whole village. There are more than 200 of us, and most of our income depends on the shops in the city. Without shops, where can you sell your hunting harvests and medicinal materials in the mountains? Is it possible?
Sell it to the merchants who receive the goods? How much price can they give?" At this time, Old Man Wu's voice sounded, and at this moment he was not at all submissive to Lin Haoming.
"Didn't you agree that I would compete?" the man said still unwillingly.
"Are you going to compete? You have just reached the level of a second-class warrior. There is no hope at all. Moreover, Myolie is also my granddaughter. She sacrificed her life for the village. I think other people in the village also know this. Otherwise, why would everyone be hunting?
When you come back, you are the only one who comes to ask me, and not even Jin Yong comes with you? And Mr. Lin is not bad, at least he should be kind to Myolie." Old man Wu sounded very sure at the beginning, but at the end he seemed a little unsure.
road.
"Anyone who can become a third-class martial artist at a young age must be from a noble family. Xing'er is just a village girl. Now he may find it strange to be in the mountains and forests. When he goes back, he may forget Xing'er, or even
, It is even possible to give it away. Grandpa, you have always told us about those famous nobles. Some of those young masters are not just men who steal and women are prostitutes." The man argued with reason.
Although Lin Haoming asked himself that he was not such a person, he did not want to be said like this. Just as he was about to go in, he heard Myolie affirm: "The young master is a good person, brother, don't say that to him!"