, Er Guo Zhong also reflects the poverty of the whole village from another aspect. We must find a way to completely lead everyone to get rich.
Tianerling can increase the income of each household by a few hundred yuan at most in a year, and after harvesting this year, the amount tomorrow will definitely be much less.
It is impossible to lead the whole village to get rich by relying on this alone. It is enough to solve the urgent needs of the moment, but it is impossible to think about it in the long term.
"Where is the road, where is the road?" Ye Fan performed the Light Body Lifting Technique in one breath, like a spiritual ape. Soon he reached the top of the mountain and performed the "Voice Transformation Technique" in the misty clouds. He shouted loudly, in his heart
A total confusion and loss.
At this time, he had the same absurd feeling as when he was at a crossroads just after graduation.
"Hehehe, what a spirit."
An old voice suddenly came clearly from a large tree covered with mist and clouds thirty or forty meters away.
The sound was very powerful, like an ancient grand bell ringing, and it made Ye Fan's eardrums feel a little painful.
"This person has such pure inner energy, a master!" Ye Fan's first reaction was to be secretly shocked. He felt that this person's inner energy was definitely at a higher level than his own. This was a shocking discovery.
He is already at the seventh level of martial arts, which is higher than himself. He is not a master above the eighth level. In China, such a master is like a wandering cloud and a wild crane. He is an absolute hermit. How could he appear in a poor and remote place like Guiling Village?
So shocking.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked directly, pretending that he didn't know martial arts. If he didn't pretend to show his basic knowledge of Chinese martial arts, he couldn't ask like this. He must be called an old senior.
"Hehehe" It doesn't matter who I am. I vaguely heard some of the conversation you had with that Mr. Feng Village Chief just now. Yes, young man. You are still a mayor. If you can serve the people and feel confused in your heart, it shows that you are a sincere person.
An official for the people.
Dare to ask where the route is?
Hahaha, all roads lead to Rome. As long as you have this intention and persevere, the road is actually at your feet. There are thousands of ways to get rich, it all depends on whether you use your heart or not."
The old man didn't shy away and jumped down from the branch of a tree five to six meters high with a slight bounce. The roots of his feet did not make much noise when he landed on the ground. It seems that the lifting technique is indeed very good.
Niu Fan felt inferior to him with this move.
Looking at this old man again, he is dressed in a green robe, which is similar to the hobby of his master, Old Man Fei. However, there is a belt made of straw rope tied around the waist of his green robe.
He has a chubby face and a slightly darker complexion. His figure is on the fatter side, but not particularly fat. His hair is combed into a bunch at the back of his head, and he has a mumuzi inserted in it. He looks a bit like a down-and-out Taoist priest.
Looking down at his feet, Ye Fan almost burst out of his heart and was shocked.
He cursed secretly: "The mixed-race combination of Chinese and Western is awesome!" Why?
Because what the old man was wearing was actually a pair of authentic imported Nike sneakers. They were probably top quality and definitely not cheap.
The upper body is a green robe and the lower body is Nike. The overall image tends to be that of an ancient mountain man. But don’t look at the shoes. Just the pair of Nikes ruined the image of the man.
Ye Fan even thought in a spoof: "If this old man replaced his Nikes with the straw sandals worn by the Red Army, he would really have an authentic image of a housewife. Damn it! It's really weird and strange."
Although he was thinking like this in his heart, Ye Fan did not dare to neglect him. Don't be fooled by his appearance. He was a master of the eighth level of national martial arts and above. Ye Fan bowed slightly and said hello and asked: "Expert, please give me some advice."
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"Hehehe" I can't say that I am an expert, I live on the first floor of Beishan." The old man grinned widely and looked like an authentic farmer. If he put a pole on his shoulder, he would see that an authentic farmer is cutting down trees on the mountain.
Chai's uncle-level figure.
"The first floor of Beishan, hahaha, the name of an expert is very elegant." Ye Fan accompanied him with a smile.
"Name, eh! How did you guess it? It's not easy!" The old man felt a little interested, and a pair of old eyes suddenly popped up with a cold and obscure look, and he circled around Ye Fan and immediately stopped.
Ye Fan felt as if a breathless cold light passed over him. He knew that the old man was observing him.
Of course, this invisible gaze is just a feeling of a master, it can also be said to be a kind of energy and momentum.
Ye Fan pretended not to feel anything and didn't care at all. If he were a low-level martial artist, he would definitely tremble a little, because this is a natural reaction to the situation.
However, Ye Fan's Eagle Eye Technique was very sensitive and he felt it in advance, so he could pretend to be so invisible.
I shook my head secretly and thought to myself: "It's amazing, just this look can crush someone to death.
I heard that those who work as officials have official aura and official power. Those who practice Chinese martial arts estimate that the internal energy can also form a special kind of energy.
This kind of Qi machine feels particularly sensitive to Chinese martial arts practitioners. Some people are scared out of their wits by the Qi. I guess this is the situation I am talking about.
In fact, if you think about it, it’s not surprising, but it’s just in your heart. However, people live in a circle, and it is difficult to escape from this circle.
If you really want to be unaffected and detached from things, unless you are stronger than the opponent, and your Qi machine suppresses the other party's Qi machine, of course he will not be able to affect you, but will be controlled by you.
This theory was still evident when the two sides were fighting in ancient times. In some battles, 3,000 men could defeat 30,000 or even 100,000 enemy troops. In fact, the comparison was a kind of momentum, the kind of momentum that sacrificed one's life on the battlefield.
Some people may say that this has something to do with Ping Jin's practice. Of course it does, the formation of momentum cannot be formed overnight, it is the result of years of hard practice and perseverance.
The reason why "The Burning Cauldron" can win is actually to force out the desperate momentum of the soldiers who have no way out and can only survive if they fight hard.
Therefore, momentum is something that cannot be seen or touched. It is an invisible sharp sword, and there are so many things involved in it. If you want to understand it thoroughly, you will be an outsider who has transcended the world."
"Hahaha, Damn Hu Meng, isn't it often shown like this on TV?" Ye Fan said haha trying to get through.
"Boy, stop playing tricks on me. I already knew you were so small. Huh." The old man became inexplicably angry.
"Old man, I don't understand what you are saying. Ye Fan deliberately pretended to be stupid.
"I don't understand, you will understand if I break your leg." The old man seemed to be furious. He thought it was amazing that a kid dared to fool him.
Yu seemed to sway, stood on tiptoe, and jumped nearly 2 meters high like a low-flying hungry eagle from the air and kicked Ye Fan hard in the leg.
"Oops, I pissed off this weird old man. I'm going to be in big trouble today." Ye Fan felt cold. Seeing that the old man was coming menacingly, he was definitely not joking. The legs were rubbing against the air when they were raised. It seemed that there was something "" in the air.
The sound of chirping and vibrating air came, and the sound was very scary.
If this kick really hit his leg, he would probably break his calf immediately. Older people like this have a weird temper, and still retain some of the ancient style.
If he really makes me disabled, even if I get some money, how can I use it as a backstop? And I'm afraid that this old man is cruel and kicks me to death, which will be troublesome.
This kind of master kicks people to death, turns you into ashes and throws them into the sea. It is probably difficult for even gods to detect them.
Ye Fan's mind was spinning, and he instantly slipped sideways and hid. He shouted in a panic: "Old senior, why should you be angry? You have something to say."
"There's nothing to say. I won't give up until I interrupt your bad-legged old man today. The old man puffed his beard and glared. Seeing that his kick missed, he swung his body and swept over with another swift kick.
Ye Fan had no choice but to use the spread-lift-light-lift technique to fly nearly 2 meters high, barely grazing the old man's leg.
But after all, the old man was a master and experienced. Shi Fan clearly saw that he had dodged, but he felt a strong impact coming from under his feet.
He felt bad, "There was a sound on the ground, and the gun hit him so hard that Ye Fan flew five meters away. He fell, and the dog gnawed on the mud with a violent inertia, which made Ye Fan roll three times and hit him.
When it reached a big tree stump, it stopped after losing its elasticity.
"Awesome, he is indeed a great master. In the eyes of others, my seventh level is like clay. But I only used 50% of my strength just now, which is almost like a fourth and fifth level warrior. I don't know if I can get through it."
Ye Fan was thinking about it and was about to sit on the ground for a while, but he heard the old man laughing and saying: "Boy, get up quickly and play with me again. Alas! It's been a long time since I stretched my muscles and bones. If I continue like this, my bones will turn into stones."
It’s lumpy.”
"No, it won't work anymore. Senior, I'm a junior with this little weight. How can I be your opponent?" Ye Fan leaned against the tree stump and shook his head.
"Hehehe" How about you, are you still pretending to be with me? I've seen through it a long time ago. You insist on pretending to be an ordinary person in front of me.
You are the mayor of the town. Can't the mayor be a martial arts practitioner? I once met a mayor who was a sixth-dan mayor.
So who do you think you are, a little brat? You are really impatient if you still want to fool me. According to my past temper, I will definitely break your little leg and then reattach it."
The old man opened his unshaven mouth and spoke with great contempt. He relied on his old man to show off his old skills. However, Ye Fan did not dare to talk back. He had the ability and should sell it.
"Old senior, there is something I don't understand. I feel like I'm hiding my surprise quite well. Where did the flaw show up that made you discover that I am a martial arts practitioner?" Ye Fan decided to ask, understand, and gain experience.
, which will be very useful in concealing the girl’s identity in the future.
"There are many faults. You have done a good job of hiding them here, but there is one biggest flaw that you have not covered up properly. Hahaha, the old man shook his head proudly.
"Where?" Ye Fan looked eager.
"It's simple. When I jumped down from a tree six or seven meters high just now, the vibration on the ground was not very strong. According to common sense, what would an ordinary person's expression be like if he jumped from such a high place?" The old man said