I, the one in the heavens, am here to protect my bottom line in all realms.

Zhang Chengyuan returned to his room and contacted Gu Xiu. Gu Xiu quickly responded: "Cheng Yuan, do you have something to tell me?"

"What's going on with the ancient martial arts in your world? Why isn't there any news on the Internet? In the past few decades, I've only seen two of them today?"

Gu Xiu explained unhurriedly: "The ancient martial arts is in the hands of the hidden family. I have given a reminder that it should be exposed to the world in two years. After that, the craze of ancient martial arts for the whole people will start."

Zhang Chengyuan was a little dissatisfied with its progress. It had not started large-scale development for decades. It was too slow. He frowned and urged: "Speed ​​up the speed."

"Yes."

Zhang Chengyuan cut off contact with Gu Xiu, rubbed his face to persuade himself not to be so impatient.

The ancient cultivator world was originally the last one to be promoted to the small world, with little background. It is not easy to cultivate a family of hidden ancient martial arts in the past thirty years...

After adjusting her mentality, she got up and went out. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw the two people standing at the door. There was no point in keeping them now, so she planned to let them leave.

So, Zhang Chengyuan warned: "Let's go, be more careful in the future and don't destroy other people's things casually."

The two people, who were still hurting in their calves, had learned their lesson. After hearing this, they naturally nodded repeatedly, promised not to do it again, and left quickly while remaining respectful.

After walking a little further, the two of them spread the news to their family without hesitation. Although Zhang Chengyuan didn't notice it, she already knew it when she let them leave. After all, her life had not been in vain. , you can guess to some extent.

After this small episode passed, she forgot about it and continued to live her own life.

Today, there is no one else in the village. The previous pig farm closed down due to poor management when she was seventy years old.

Since then, the few young people in the village have also left the village. In the following six or seven years, the old people were gradually picked up by their children and left the village.

Slowly, only Zhang Chengyuan, a lonely old man, was left. She was just forgotten here. In the past few years, old people of her generation would occasionally call her, but as they became inconvenient, they gradually stopped calling her. Contact was lost until it was completely gone.

Maybe in the hearts of those who still remember her, she must have passed away; or maybe those who remember her have passed away and no one remembers her.

After all, she is eighty years old and has no children. Who would have thought that she is still alive and kicking.

As those people left, except for the area where Zhang Chengyuan's house was still occupied by people, other places became deserted, overgrown with weeds, and quickly dilapidated in just two or three years.

In addition to tending his own fields, Zhang Chengyuan only occasionally picks up weeds when he wants to move.

Her work was not in vain, at least her cooking and burning the kang was enough, but she was so lazy that the weeds grew faster than she could clean them.

Therefore, such a balance has been maintained, and the weeds have not been able to break through her yard no matter how wildly they grow.

After another long winter, Zhang Chengyuan was finally willing to go out and do some activities. She was weeding leisurely and humming a tune casually, which was pleasant and beautiful.

Before she could enjoy herself for a few days, two fugitives, two acquaintances, broke into her home.

It's just that she is still her, but they are no longer who they once were.

The two stupid young men whose names had never been asked appeared again. It was no longer the small fight as before, but a bloody man carrying another bloody man on his back. He knocked open the courtyard door with a miserable look, threw himself into the courtyard and fainted. passed.

Zhang Chengyuan had just returned from weeding, and he could smell the smell of blood in the air from a distance, and her courtyard door was wide open.

She quickened her steps and quickly came to the door, watching the blood on the ground spread into her courtyard before disappearing. She was in a bad mood. She entered the yard. Her eyes were not on top of her head. What a bloody plot was going on. She immediately saw two bloody men lying down in the yard.

Some impressions told Zhang Chengyuan that she should know or have seen these two people, but she looked at the two bloody men and did not touch them.

She didn't want blood on her body. Although her health was better than that of young people, she still felt like an old person.

So she was unwilling to do the physical and dirty work of a blood mover.

Therefore, she just sprinkled some of her special hemostatic powder on them. Don't underestimate this medicine. It is not a simple hemostatic powder. It has been synthesized and has special bonuses. For example, this stable bleeding guarantees immortality, but A special effect that will enter a weak state.

It can only be said that the medical skills I learned in my previous life were not in vain, they are still of some use.

After doing all this, Zhang Chengyuan went to cook and eat calmly as if nothing had happened.

After eating, the two of them still didn't wake up. She took a look and made sure they were still alive, then went out to continue weeding, leaving them alone.

The two bloody men woke up near dusk. After experiencing the initial confusion, they both came to their senses but were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Shouldn't they wake up in bed with someone watching over them?
Why are they lying on the ground, feeling the cold spring weather?

Both of them knew clearly that if no one gave them medicine, they would have no chance of waking up from their near-death state.

After a while, the two of them looked at each other with complicated emotions.

In the end, the one who was lying down got up. He wanted to pick him up. The guy was hurt too badly. I was really afraid that if I didn't care about him, he would die accidentally.

It's just that he got up, but he fell down as soon as the weak wind blew. It was impossible to complete the heavy task of picking him up, and on the contrary, he was very tired.

The one lying down spoke up and advised: "Let's wait for the mother-in-law to come back. I feel like I won't die yet, I'm just a little weak."

Hearing this, he stopped holding on and lay down along with the situation. As expected, he felt much more comfortable.

In such a quiet space, the two of them had an inexplicable desire to sigh and talk.

"Ling Xiaoba, I feel so tired this year. I want to go home."

The bloody man named Ling Xiaoba looked at the sky and said, "I want to go home too."

Neither of them spoke for a while. After a long time, Ling Xiaoba suggested: "Chen Laosan, let's go home together after we recover from our injuries."

Chen Laosan hesitated and did not answer. He wanted to agree immediately, but he couldn't. He came out with a mission, and now he has no shame to go back before the mission is completed.

Ling Xiaoba couldn't wait for Chen Laosan's answer, so he turned to look at him, moved his legs and kicked him, and said unhappily: "Speak."

Chen Laosan closed his eyes and said in a voice as soft as if the wind would blow away: "I don't have the shame to go back."

Ling Xiaoba was not one to look at people's expressions. Hearing this, he inquired deeply: "Why? What's the point of being so embarrassed to go back?"

Chen Laosan didn’t want to say anything, but Ling Xiaoba would not give up until he got the answer. He forced himself to get up and punched Chen Laosan’s arm twice: “Speak quickly!”