Beauty's Personal Physician

This boy is about eleven or twelve years old. Among the children of the same age, he is relatively strong in physique, with good bones, and seems to have practiced a little martial arts. There is a stone pier for his daily martial arts in the courtyard outside.

On the way here, Yang Di learned that the young man was called Bai Xi, a very unique name. Yang Di never thought that his somewhat dross grandfather could give him such a name.

There is no third family member in the house, but there are several spiritual tablets. You don't need to ask Yang Di to know that the grandpa and grandson have been dependent on each other for a long time.

Before Yang Di was let in by the guards in the town, he was exhausted when he walked nearby, and happened to be bumped into by the white old man who came back from hunting.

Not long after, the dinner was ready, the aged wine had been warmed up, the roast chicken and cooked beef exuded the aroma, and Bai Xi even made some fresh side dishes with local ingredients.

Yang Di took the initiative to pour wine for the old man, and when it was full, he solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for saving me, old man. I am very grateful!"

"Hehe, little brother, you are being polite. In fact, our grandfather and grandson didn't help much, but we caused you a lot of trouble. We should apologize." The old man smiled wryly.

The little old man looks honest, but he is actually a smart person. The little old man saw what happened before, and the young man's actions obviously offended Master Duan.

With Master Duan's reputation in the town, if he can't help but make things difficult, the young man's life in the town may not be easy in the future.

Yang Di is also well versed in this, he smiled disapprovingly: "It's okay, that unscrupulous master has been talking for too long, so we can't always follow him."

"Brother Yang is right. In fact, the people in the town, especially the ordinary villagers, don't like Master Duan very much, and they secretly curse him for his wickedness..." Bai Xi nodded straightly, and waved his powerful fist. Full of eagerness.

Obviously, Yang Di's behavior during the day has affected this simple boy, and Bai Xi also seems to wish that one day he will no longer look at the face of someone like Master Duan.

After being here for a long time, Yang Di has already learned a lot about the situation in Dragon King Town.

Generally speaking, Dragon King Town is very common in Mongolian world, but it is a bit special.

Generally, it is because there are no valuable mineral resources nearby, so it is not valued by the forces stationed by the outside parties, and most of the people who live here all the year round are half-cultivated or ordinary people.

The so-called half cultivator means half monk.

The special place lies in the location of Dragon King Town. This town is considered to be the southernmost inhabited area in the Mongolian world. Further on, there is the terrifying Southern Wilderness. Many people who go to the Great Wilderness on weekdays will take Dragon King Town as their foothold. Standing still has also brought some business, which is the main source of income for the residents of Longwang Town.

In fact, people who have entered the Mongolian realm for a long time are not necessarily all powerful monks, nor are they all amazing geniuses.

There are strict thresholds for the entrance of the outside world, and people who need to fit the rules here, have good aptitude, and strong strength may not meet those requirements.

In order to send as many people in as possible, the selection criteria of the various forces are naturally much lower, mainly based on meeting the conditions.

In addition, the most common intention of the various inheritances to send troops to Mongolia is to collect resources such as special mineral veins and ancient medicines here, and there are some dirty jobs that ordinary monks are definitely unwilling to do. At this time, coolies are needed. Those who meet the conditions will naturally be recruited by all parties.

Moreover, because it is not easy to transport talents, the situation in Mongolia has been changing for a long time. After generations, it finally came to an end.

However, it was not easy to leave the Mongolian Realm, so those people who had nowhere to go lived in the Mongolian Realm, and gradually produced many descendants and relatives of all kinds.

Nowadays, more than half of the people in Dragon King Town are uncultivated, and a certain number are half-cultivated, but there are not many real monks.

Most of these people are the descendants of the ancestors who entered the Mongolian Realm in the early days. The blood flowing in many of them may be closely related to a certain powerful force in the cultivation world, or maybe the inheritance that was sent to their ancestors at the beginning is no longer in the world. .

Even though they have a strong root, even though their family is still thriving in the cultivation world, some people are having a hard time living in the Mongolian world.

They have experienced too much, whether it is the bloodline or the foundation of cultivation, they have lived up to the conditions of their ancestors, so they were abandoned by the family and became humble relatives who have been wandering in the Mongolian world for a long time...

The old man Bai told Yang Di these things, not just moaning for nothing. In the words of the old man Bai, their ancestral family also had a lot of background.

"Our first ancestors were the orthodox descendants of the Zhan Clan. The residence in the Mongolian Realm was once very prosperous. Unfortunately, some people did not want to make progress, and the group gradually declined. At a certain period, even the family was difficult to maintain. In the end, The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and went their separate ways. In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, one of our ancestors fled here with his family, basically leaving nothing for his descendants."

The white old man took a sip of strong wine, mentioned sad things, and felt a little depressed.

"Zhan Clan?" Yang Di looked serious.

"Hehe, young man, it seems that you have heard of the group that was famous in the past, but it is a pity that the glorious group that once fought for hegemony in ancient times has long since withered away. I have heard over the years that even in the world of cultivation On the other hand, the descendants of the Zhan clan are also extremely lonely, they can no longer be called a clan..." The old man took another sip of wine, and when he said this, he seemed very unwilling.

Yang Di hesitated to speak, he had actually heard about this matter.

The so-called Zhan Clan is actually an ancient ethnic group. The tribe that Zhan Ling and those people belonged to can't represent the real Zhan Clan, but can only be regarded as a descendant of the Zhan Clan.

About tens of thousands of years ago, there was also a warrior clan in the world of comprehension. At that time, it had equal capital with the eight major clans.

It's a pity that the Zhan clan suffered a change later, not only the troops stationed in the Mongolian world fell into despair, but the family also came to a dead end.

Yang Di originally wanted to mention the situation of the Zhan tribe in the Mofa world to the young old son, grandson and grandson, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was inappropriate.

Generally speaking, Yang Di didn't have a good relationship with the Zhan clan tribe in Mofa Tiandi, because he had a deep grudge with a Zhan clan leader in the middle and young generations.

If you say this now, it will inevitably affect the atmosphere, so Yang Di simply keeps silent, and subconsciously, he doesn't associate Bai old man and Bai Xi with Zhan Ling and those people.

At night, the stars are shining brightly, and the hut by the stream is shrouded in the quiet night, but there are occasional scary roars from a distance, which is slightly discordant.

The old man Bai drank a lot tonight, and lay on the bed in the most hypocritical manner. Bai Xi was very obedient, and cleaned up the mess on the table there, preventing Yang Di from intervening.

Yang Di sat alone in the yard, looking at the starry sky in a trance. Everything in this world was very different from what he had imagined before he came here.

People from the outside rumored that Mengjie is the most suitable place for cultivation, but when he came here, Yang Di found that there are many half-cultivators who are depressed, and there are even many ordinary people who have long been reduced to mediocrity.

It stands to reason that Mengjie's cultivation resources are abundant, so it would not fall into such a field.

But thinking about it carefully, this seems to follow some logic.

The resources in the Meng Realm originally only belonged to those primitive species, and to a certain extent, they all belonged to predators.

However, as predators, the people sent in by all parties obviously have no advantage in the competition with those primitive species, so the predators have become prey, precarious, and need to devote a lot of energy to survive.

This seems to have fallen into a strange circle. Perhaps the giants of the cultivation world have already understood this truth. It is difficult for people who know them well to have a secure foothold in the Mongolian world, but they cannot let go of those special and extraordinary resources. .

In the end, innocent people like the old man Bai and Bai Xi's grandfather and grandson became victims.

They can't help themselves, neither have the strong confidence of their ancestors, nor the support of their own family, so they can only linger in this dangerous small world.

Thinking about this, Yang Di seemed to understand Bai Xi's previous look in an instant.

That kind of gaze is clearly a young boy's strong desire to get rid of the fate of the weak, and he is not content with this status quo.

At some point, the boy walked out of the room, sat on Yang Di's side, put his chin in his hands, and said to Yang Di crisply: "Brother Yang, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about something related to you." Yang Di smiled.

"Me?" Bai Xi was surprised, her young face full of curiosity.

"I feel that your cultivation talent is very good, and there is a very special power flowing in your blood, which seems to contain a monstrous fighting spirit." Yang Di nodded in appreciation. From the very beginning, he has been paying attention to this little old man Bai. grandson.

"Really?" Bai Xi was overjoyed, but soon, those black and white eyes dimmed again.

He lowered his head and said in frustration: "But what's the use of it? To be a powerful monk requires a lot of opportunities and conditions, and the people here are busy all day long. Apart from food and clothing, we have to worry about the monthly payment every day. I During the time when Grandpa was injured last time, the two of us were almost kicked out of town..."

Hearing this, Yang Di couldn't express his emotions, and he could naturally understand the meaning of Bai Xi's words.

The so-called monthly payment is the top priority of the villagers in the town.

On the surface, the wilderness is dangerous and terrifying, but this town is very calm, like a peaceful harbor in a storm.

But in fact, all of this is based on strong protection. To put it bluntly, in order to obtain this kind of stability, the town needs to pay a great price to resist the invasion of primitive species.

To do that, in addition to hiring strong men and building a guard team, you also have to purchase various magical weapons and materials for the formation.

But these all require a huge amount of money. There is no doubt that those burdens will eventually fall on these villagers. According to the rules here, they need to pay the monthly payment on time every month.

The so-called monthly payment accounted for a large proportion of the income of these villagers, and there was very little capital left for them to live on. Some people could not even meet their food and clothing. What's more, they were ruthlessly expelled because they could not pay the monthly payment. They left the safe villages and towns, and finally died tragically outside.

To some extent, this is even more terrifying than the taxation of the outside world. It is like an eternal shackle, tossing the people here for generations, and the situation in Longwang Town is just a microcosm. This is basically the case in the entire Mongolian world. .

Yang Di was silent for a while, then patted Bai Xi's shoulder and said with a smile: "With your aptitude, you really shouldn't be trapped to death by that kind of elementary shackles, there is a wider world that belongs to you!"

"Hehe, what the little brother said is very true. This baby is indeed a good seedling. His blood has a tendency to return to his ancestors. He has the hope of revitalizing the former war clan, but he lacks a nobleman!"

At this time, the white old man also came out. Although his face was still flushed with drunkenness, Yang Di couldn't understand what he said.

"It seems that little brother is the noble person Bai Xi needs, and we have been waiting for you!" What surprised Yang Di even more was that the old man Bai said such words very firmly afterwards.

Yang Di didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Ordinary people would have complained long ago when they heard this kind of rhetoric. Isn't this relationship too far away?

However, given that his grandfather and grandson saved him before, Yang Di would not be so angry.

He said depressedly: "Old man Bai, why can't I understand what you said?"

"There are many things that the little old man can't explain. Let's see, little brother, do you know this person?" The old man Bai quickly stepped forward and handed a portrait to Yang Di.

Yang Di was wondering, but he glanced at the portrait slightly, and was speechless in astonishment.

"Little magician!" Yang Di exclaimed, this is too unexpected, the person in that portrait turned out to be the little magician he had been looking for.

At the beginning, Yang Di had always kept Tianwang's instructions in mind, but it was a pity that he couldn't find the whereabouts of Xiaoshensuan himself, but he never expected that such a strange incident would happen here.

Could it be that Xiao Shensuan also came here and left something behind?

This is amazing!

"Although the old man's eyesight is clumsy, he can tell that this young man has all-powerful abilities, and he is really a god in the world." The old man said very solemnly, "He passed by here at the beginning, and he made a divination for the little old man and his grandson. , and later divination for himself, and told the little old man that our nobleman will appear soon, and he himself needs to leave a few words for our nobleman, warning us not to miss this person."

"Old man Bai, what do you mean... the little god has already predicted that I will appear here, predicting the future, he is too scary, right?" Yang Di was stunned when he heard this. Unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, the little old man's words were not astonishing, and he continued to die, nodding his head firmly and said: "That's right, that magical boy even made a fortune teller for you, little brother, and this is exactly the inside story that the little old man is going to tell you!"

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