The history of the struggle of the God of the Stove

Chapter 21 Talented
Qi Yuan was overjoyed, this kid didn't see that he had the potential to be a fool.

But this time Qi Yuan didn't give it to him again, instead he persuaded: "Don't eat too much at one time, so as not to make your stomach full, and then you won't have to eat if you want to."

The little boy still had no expression on his face. He probably understood Qi Yuan's meaning and knew that he had nothing to eat. Although he didn't feel full, he didn't directly grab something to eat like last night, but just sat aside in a daze.

After the meal, everyone packed their bags and prepared to go on the road.

Qi Yuan looked at the little boy who was sitting still like a wooden stake, thought for a while, and asked, "Would you like to come with me?"

The boy raised his head slowly and looked at him blankly.

Qi Yuan looked into his eyes and said, "If you're willing to come with me, I'll go and tell the village elders, at least it's much better than you suffering hunger and cold here."

Although the boy didn't speak, there seemed to be a little more sparkle in his eyes, no longer like a pool of stagnant water without any waves.

In this way, Qi Yuan took his hand, found the village elder, and told him that he had taken the child away.

Of course, the village elder would not object to this. Anyway, no one would take care of him if he stayed in the village. He might starve to death one day. Now following Qi Yuan is also a way out.

"Sir, are you really going to take him with you?"

Zhao Wu was a little worried, this child looked wild and used to it, not to mention the slightest bit of etiquette, and his strength was astonishing, what if he accidentally hurt his husband?
"Hey, take it with you, or you can just watch him waiting here to die."

Qi Yuan sighed, rubbed the dirty little head of the little boy beside him and said.

Now that Qi Yuan has made a decision, Zhao Wu will not say anything more, and just watch carefully in the future.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, the carriage shook, and it slowly drove out of the village.

In the carriage, Qi Yuan said a few words to the little boy, but he never got a response from the little boy, so he gave up.

In fact, the reason why he took this boy with him was that last night, the strength shown by the little boy aroused Qi Yuan's interest.

When I was in Chaoge, I remember drinking and chatting with Huang Feihu once. I heard Huang Feihu say that there are a small number of people in the human race who may be favored by the heavens and are born extraordinary. Some of them have infinite power, and some can travel thousands of miles a day.

Although there are not many such talents, there will always be some in each generation.

For example, King Zhou was a man born with supernatural power, so his martial arts were unparalleled, which was also the reason why he conquered the world in his early years without any disadvantages.

The two brothers, Fang Bi and Fang Xiang, the former generals of Zhendian, are huge, with a height of more than three feet. There is also Wu Wenhua, who joined Yuan Hong's command in the later period, who is also like a giant and extremely powerful.

Qi Yuan felt that this child should have the kind of natural power, otherwise it would be impossible to break free from Zhao Wu's grasp.

Since he has such a talent, let's quickly turn to him to talk about it. As long as he develops a little in the future, he will become a martial arts master.

Qi Yuan thought very darkly, he would definitely have to run around in the future, and he would inevitably encounter various dangers. It would be much safer to have a martial arts master by his side.

Although it's embarrassing to use child labor as guards, but I don't have any other team members to use!

The twenty guards were sent by Huang Feihu, and after sending him to the place, they still have to go back.

Besides, if this child is allowed to stay in the village like this, he will either freeze to death or starve to death in all likelihood, what a pity!
Instead of this, it's better to be by my side, to be able to eat and wear warm clothes, and when I become a god in the future, I will have a good life for him.

The sun is slanting westward, approaching evening.

No one was found nearby, and everyone didn't care. They found a shelter from the wind, set up tents, and prepared to spend the night here.

Qi Yuan had someone boil hot water for the little boy to take a bath, otherwise it would be inappropriate to look dirty.

When he helped the boy take off his clothes, Qi Yuan was shocked.

I saw that the boy's dirty body was covered with all kinds of scars in all directions, and in many places even old wounds were covered with new wounds.

Qi Yuan didn't know what he had encountered before, and he really couldn't imagine how he could survive so tenaciously.

At this moment, Qi Yuan no longer had the idea of ​​training the boy to be a master to be his own bodyguard.

He felt that if he still had that kind of thought, he would not be human at all.

Sniffing, trying not to let the tears fall.

I'm still too soft-hearted!

However, taking a bath for this kid was also a labor-intensive task. He had to be washed clean after changing several basins of water.

Tired and sweating profusely, Qi Yuan couldn't help but slapped his little butt, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, I almost exhausted my old man."

After taking a bath, Qi Yuan asked Zhao Wu for some wound medicine, and gently applied it on some wounds on the boy's body that were not fully healed, and carefully bandaged him up.

Then he took out his own clothes and put them on for him first. Although they didn't fit well, they were still much better than his original set of worn out clothes.

When eating at night, the boy still gobbled up a lot of things quickly, and everyone who watched was stunned. If Qi Yuan was not afraid that he would be exhausted, he might still be able to eat a lot.

Because the boy ignored other people and just followed behind Qi Yuan, Qi Yuan directly arranged him in his own tent.

He ordered him to go to bed first, and Qi Yuan sat aside, lit up the oil lamp, picked up the needle and thread, and planned to change his clothes and make him a suit of clothes.

Of course, judging from Qi Yuan's experience of mending stinky socks only when he was in school, the clothes he made must not look good.

The boy hid under the quilt, with the messy hair covering half of his cheeks, with his eyes open, he watched Qi Yuan sitting under the dim light, sewing his clothes very clumsily, stitch by stitch.

Gradually, his eyes softened, and they were no longer full of repulsion to everything outside.

After the mind relaxed, a sudden burst of intense fatigue came to my heart.

For the first time, he fell asleep in a comfortable quilt, and he didn't feel cold anymore, and he didn't wake up in the middle of the night again.

When I woke up the next day, it was already bright.

He opened his eyes, a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he remembered where he was.

It's been a long time since I slept so peacefully, lying in the soft and comfortable quilt, I don't even want to wake up.

He turned his head to look for the old man who made him feel warm, but he couldn't find it.

Suddenly, the pupils in the eyes shrank, showing a look of horror.

He fears!
I am afraid that all this is a dream, afraid that the old man who brought him warmth will leave him here and abandon him.

Subconsciously, he made a weird noise, jumped up suddenly, opened the curtain of the tent and ran out.

(End of this chapter)