Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    Before Zhang shi got angry, Mu Jiafeng, the idiot, became nervous when he heard it.

    He pulled Mu Xing up and down and looked around twice, then turned around and hurriedly said to Zhang Shi and Mu Dazhu: "In this case, let's take the Take Little Treasure out of here. Little Treasure is in such a bad health, what should I do if I get sick?"

    When he said this, Aunt Mu also hurriedly folded her hands and recited Amitabha, and said nervously: "Jiafeng is right, let's pack up and go quickly, but we can't let Xiaobao be given to him. K has arrived."

    People these days believe in these myths. Zhang Shi was originally very angry because of that mother's attitude, but now, when she heard them say this, she couldn't help but feel scared.

    She walked to Mu Xing's side, touched his face, and asked with concern, "Isn't Xiaobao uncomfortable?"

    Mu Xing shook his head and glanced at the old lady.

    As expected, the other party's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

    He didn't think that the old mama dared to joke about the little young master, this "eight-character mutual restraint" might really be the case. But this old mama is obviously not just to inform this matter.

    She is demonstrating and humiliating the Mu family.

    But she didn't expect that the Mu family didn't play cards according to common sense.

    What does this family mean? Outside of what they said, they were worried that the young master would not succeed in killing the child?

    She glanced at Mu Xing and said in a deep voice, "Young master is so honorable, and he is loved by saints and concubines. If Master Mu Xing can save the young master from disaster, it is also Master Mu Xing's. Blessed."

    As soon as she finished speaking, she met several pairs of murderous eyes.

    The old lady panicked and couldn't help but take two steps back: "You..."

    She couldn't finish her words, and she just slapped her face with a swipe: "Ah!"

    Aunt Mu was still puzzled. Although she was older than this old lady, she worked all the year round and her body was very neat.

    Because this matter is private, she took two little girls out and waited outside, and no one helped her at this moment.

    —I was directly beaten by Aunt Mu and lay on the ground, unable to get up, her hair bun was messed up, and her hairpin ring fell off the ground.

    Aunt Mu gasped, put one hand on her hip, and began to scold: "A dog who can't spit out ivory! I bother!"

    "Who really cares about your family? If it wasn't for your family who insisted on taking Xiaobao over, I wouldn't be willing to come if you invited me! I want to ask, is there something wrong with the head of your family?"

    The old lady trembled with anger: "You, you..."

    "What are you?" Aunt Mu still couldn't understand her hatred, threw the broom and kicked the old man again.

    "We peasants have never read books and are unreasonable. If you curse my grandson, I will work hard with you!"

    "Auntie, calm down, come and have a drink." Seeing Aunt Mu panting, Mu Xing hurriedly brought her a glass of water, "It's not worth it when you're out of breath."

    The old mama could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and seeing that it was Mu Xing who stopped Aunt Mu, she thought he was on her side.

    Remembering the old lady's order, she quickly said: "Master Mu Xing, the old lady didn't say she would drive you away. You are the grandson of the old lady, and she still misses you."

    Mu Xing is funny: As long as the old lady takes herself seriously, how dare this old lady speak to herself like this?

    Seeing that he didn't speak, the old lady thought she was having fun, got up from the ground, straightened her clothes in front of her, rolled her eyes at Aunt Mu, and then smiled at Mu Xing:

    "Master Mu Xing, the old lady didn't tell you to leave the capital. Our Houfu has a good courtyard outside the capital. You live there, and a dozen maids and grandma serve you. Come on, it's no worse than being in the mansion... ouch!"

    She was given a big ear scratch by Aunt Mu: "Go away!"

    turned her head to her son and daughter-in-law and said, "Hurry up and pack up and let's go today, I feel bad for staying here for a while longer!"

    Who can't even enter the mansion, and can only live in another hospital?

    It is not recognized by the family, nor can it be the outer chamber of the family tree!

    Who to shame?

    Aunt Mu hugged Mu Xing, afraid that he would be sad: "Xiaobao, don't be sad, your biological parents are blind, grandma loves you. We don't care about them."

    Mu Xing blinked and hugged Aunt Mu: "Auntie, I'm not sad, I don't treat them as family at all."

    "Aren't my biological parents here?"

    Before leaving, the people from the Hou Mansion were still outside, and the old lady looked at the Mu family with gloomy eyes.

     Mrs. Zhang hesitated for a while, but went to the old lady: "The young master of the house..."

    The old woman smiled and said, "The young master is very good, the direct son of the Marquis and his wife, his future is by no means comparable to that of a farmer in a remote country."

    Mr. Zhang sighed: "I see. I also ask mammy to bring me a message, wishing him a bright future, peace and joy."

    The old mama sneered: "You don't need to say such things. As long as your family doesn't disturb the young master's life, he will naturally live happily ever after."

     Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, turned his head and left.

    The old mama watched the Mu family's carriage go away.

    She still has a few silver notes in her sleeves, which were originally sent by the old lady to the Mu family, and now she does not intend to give them.

    Not to mention how the old lady turned black and white after she went back to tell right and wrong, which angered several masters of the Marquis of Cheng'en Mansion, and the little goodwill she had for Mu Xing was also wiped out.

    It only said that the Mu family hired a carriage to leave the capital, but they saw a completely different scene from before.

    When they came to the capital, they rode in the carriage of the Marquis of Cheng'en's Mansion, waiting for idlers to retreat, and the Mu family mostly sat in the carriage, and rarely looked out.

    The Mu family only saw the prosperity of the capital.

    On the return journey, they hired an ordinary carriage, and it was uncomfortable to sit around for a long time. When eating, the family would come down to breathe.

    On the first day, they saw many pedestrians in ragged clothes, and many of them were carrying burdens, looking like they were fleeing with their families.

    "Xiaobao, here it is." Mu Xing was stuffed with a big white bun in his hand.

    Not far ahead, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair held a child in his hand, one big and one small staring at the steamed bun in his hand, his eyes like a wolf like a tiger.

    Aunt Mu has chatted with the driver:

    "I lived in the capital for a few days, and I only saw people everywhere. Why are there so many refugees outside the capital?"

    "Auntie, are you not from this neighborhood?"

    The driver poured his saliva and sighed: "This year, several places have been hit by disasters. You don't know how many people have fled with their families. There is no place to live, so they can only stay in the open air. on."

    Aunt Mu looked in the direction of the capital, and it seemed that she could still see the towering city gate.

    She remembered that an old lady who served in the Marquis of Chengen was dressed in gold and silver, and there was a little maid serving by her side.

    She asked, "Does this court care?"

    The driver seemed to have heard a joke: "Who cares? Who cares? Have you seen the porridge shed outside the city gate?"

    Aunt Mu nodded.

    The coachman sarcastically said: "There is a bowl of clear water and a few grains of rice, what can you say?"

    He lowered his voice: "Auntie, it's better for your family to eat on the carriage. These people are hungry and anxious, and they can do anything."

    He also looked at this family, the old and the young, the two young and strong, afraid that someone would look at greed and something would happen.

    Aunt Mu hurriedly said to Amitabha Buddha, and then said with emotion: "My hometown is a remote and remote area, and I used to feel sad. But I heard you say that, I have a few acres of land, and I can go to the mountains. If you hunt for wild animals, you will still not starve to death, but if you have a place to live, you are better than them."

    Mu Xing listened to the conversation between the two.

    He sighed, found a clean cloth, wrapped a few steamed buns, and threw it in front of the two of them.

    When the two looked up, they could only see the carriage parked there quietly.

    The carriage continued to move forward, and it didn't go far when the driver suddenly stopped.

     "Who are you? Hurry up and go away..." The coachman cursed from outside the carriage.

    Mu Dazhu lifted the curtain and looked out, and Mu Xing followed.

    It's just one big and one small.

    The middle-aged man stood in front of the carriage, looking straight at the Mu family through the curtain.

    He knelt down to the carriage, kowtowed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please save my young son's life, just give him food. Please take him with you!"

    He knocked his head down and didn't get up for a long time. The driver felt that something was wrong, jumped out of the car, and panicked: "The man is dead!"

    The Mu family was shocked, and got out of the car to check, only to find that the man was still injured, and it was estimated that he had been holding on.

    The child next to him had messy hair, didn't speak, only a pair of eyes were amazingly bright, like a wolf cub.

    "This is really a sin." Aunt Mu turned around twice, looking at the child and the people on the ground.

    "This is your father? Are there any relatives in your family?" she asked the child.

    The kid shook his head.

    "Don't be a mute." The coachman muttered.

    Aunt Mu looked at her son and daughter-in-law, and the three of them walked away as if to discuss things.

    The child suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Xing, and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. Mu Xing recognized that it was the one he threw.

    He bent his eyes and smiled at the child, the child did not speak, and lowered his head again.

    Aunt Mu came back, she bent down and said to the child, "Would you like to follow us?"

    The child was silent for a while, then nodded lightly.

    Seeing this, the driver sighed, "Mother, you are really kind, this child can be considered a way to survive by following you."

    The Mu family took some time to bury the child on the side of the road with his father, and then set off with the child to continue to Dazhuang Village.

    After five days, the Mu family returned to Dazhuang Village.

    Only Mu Jiawang's wife, Mrs. Wang, was watching at home. Seeing the family returned safely, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    When she saw the child following Mu Xing, Wang couldn't help but wonder, "This is?"

    The child is now wearing clean clothes, and his hair is neatly bound with a small cloth. The Mu family did not expect that a child they randomly picked up would look so delicate and beautiful.

    And he's not dumb.

    Probably because the family suffered a change and all the relatives died, this child is very recognizable, and has a strong sense of vigilance, so he got closer to Mu Xing, and Mu Xing thought about the number of steamed buns for the sake of.

     Mrs. Zhang briefly described what happened to him: "Ayue's relatives are gone, I think he is younger than Xiaobao, a child is very pitiful. It's not that our family can't afford to raise a family. Open your mouth and bring it back."

    Seeing that A Yue was born beautiful, Wang shi couldn't help wanting to touch his head, but the other party quickly took two steps back and hid behind Mu Xing, watching her vigilantly.

    Zhang said helplessly: "Look, that's it, he only wants to talk to Xiaobao now."

    Wang shi didn't care either, she was a competent person. She boiled hot water in advance for everyone to take a bath and get tired. When the family came out, the food was already ready.

    This child named A Yue was arranged to live with Mu Xing.

    evening.

      .

    Mu Xing asked: "Can't sleep?"

    The quilt beside him moved quietly, apparently A Yue did not expect Mu Xing to sleep.

    Mu Xing didn't hear a response, so he guessed: "Are you sad, homesick, and your father?"

    As soon as he said these words, he felt the breathing of the child beside him chaotic, and his body trembled slightly.

    Like crying.

    Mu Xing was startled, and woke up from drowsiness. He half propped up his body, and with the moonlight and excellent vision, he saw a pair of tearful eyes - red and red, and he gritted his teeth silently .

    Stubborn.

    Mu Xing thought for a while, lay down, hugged the man with the quilt in his arms, and coaxed him unskillfully: "Don't cry, uncle entrusted you to us when he died, Surely wishing you well."

    He patted on the quilt and said seriously: "Our family is very good, grandma, grandma and grandma are all, really."

    Seeing that the other party was still shaking, Mu Xing thought about saying something to divert his attention, and said: "You have seen it these days, how good they are to me, right? In fact, I am not a child of the Mu family at all."

    He briefly talked about his life experience and his experience in the Marquis of Chengen.

    "Look, although I have biological parents, but there is no difference between them and me? Fortunately, the Mu family loves me, and we will take good care of you in the future."

    He probably used his own life experience as an example to comfort A Yue, which finally played a role.

    A Yue gradually stopped shaking, and asked in a hoarse voice, "The Marquis of Chengen?"

    Mu Xing was a little sleepy again at the moment. He patted the quilt and said in a daze: "Yes, Chengen Houfu. My parents are still very big. As for the officials, they dislike me very much. But I'm not sad at all, because I don't care about them either."

    He didn't see the child's eyes wide open, staring at the top of his head, and the wolf-like eyes showed deep hatred. It was as if there was something hidden in the darkness that he hated to the core.

    The next day, after breakfast, Mu Xing went to see the teacher.

    A Yue, as Mu Xing's new valet, naturally followed him.

    Just seeing Xie Fang, Mu Xing was taken aback: Obviously when he left, Xie Fang was still very energetic. After just a few days, how could he be so old? many?

    "What's the surprise?" Xie Juan was very free and easy, "I should have died the year I met you. I duel with my old opponent back then, and was shocked inside. It took so many years to hang on to that 100-year-old ginseng, and then use internal force to suppress the injury.”

    He coughed twice before saying, "If I really count my age, I've already lived enough."

    Mu Xing is still a little sad: "Then you can't control your injury now?"

    Xie Juan gently stroked the strings at hand, and said casually: "Don't worry, I won't die for the time being for the teacher, and I can encourage you for a few more years."

    He turned to look at A Yue: "Who is this?"

    Mu Xing said: "The child I picked up on the way back from the capital is called A Yue."

    Xie Yang looked at A Yue inquiringly, and said, "You have a pair of wolf eyes, and I see monstrous hatred in them."

    A Yue narrowed his eyes and lowered his head.

    "Come here." A Yue only felt that his body was not controlled by him, and was controlled by a gentle but inescapable force, and walked to the side of this strange old man.

    Two fingers were placed on his wrist.

    After a long time, Xie Wangcai said: "The bone age is five years old, and the physical development is very good. Obviously, the family was rich before. The root bone is rare, and it is a good material for martial arts."

    He asked A Yue: "Does your hatred have anything to do with Xing'er?"

    A Yue shook his head, the Mu family was his benefactor.

    "Well, are you willing to take me as a teacher?" Xie Juan asked.

    A Yue looked up at him.

    Mu Xing was a little surprised: "Master... Didn't you say?"

    Xie Huang didn't look at him, just said to A Yue: "With your aptitude, as long as you are not hopelessly stupid, follow me to practice martial arts, and in the future, you will have the courage of the enemy. Is this what you need?"

    A Yue's eyes lit up and he was about to kneel immediately.

    "Wait." Xie Juan stopped him, "I have a condition."

    A Yue said, he probably hurt his throat before, and his speech was always hoarse, "Please speak."

    Xie Wang said: "My disciple is only Xing'er. He is much more qualified than you, but he is naturally weak and not cruel enough. I am afraid that he will suffer in the future, if you want to learn from me You have to swear that as long as you live, you will protect Xing'er."

    Mu Xing was stunned for a moment, and his helplessness turned sour: "Master, it's not that you don't know my skills, how can I be so easy to suffer."

    Although he can't meet the "ruthlessness" required by Master, he really never suffers, okay?

    Also, A Yue is only five years old, so Mu Xing really can’t do it with a five-year-old child as his bodyguard.

    But the old man and the young man didn't pay any attention to what he meant, and A Yue had already knelt down firmly: "The apprentice pays a visit to the master."

    Xie Yan said solemnly: "Okay, from today onwards, you and Xing'er come to me every day."

    The morning time passed quickly, and lunch was brought here by Mrs. Wang.

    Xie Zhang's spirit was not very good, and he didn't want to eat, so he went back to rest.

    Mu Xing said to A Yue: "Don't take what my master said to heart, I tell you, you will know later, I am amazing."

    A Yue buried his head to eat and didn't speak.

    At this moment, a leaf flutteringly fell on the stone table where the two were eating.

    Mu Xing said: "Look!"

    A Yue watched as he pinched the leaf with his plain white fingers and flicked forward lightly—

    The soft fallen leaves suddenly became an indestructible weapon, with a gust of wind whistling, and nailed into the tree trunk in front.

    A Yue's eyes brightened.

    Mu Xing said with a bit of pride: "I said I'm very good. And I don't go to any rivers and lakes. For so many years, I haven't seen anyone who can master martial arts. So, Master, he is just worrying."

    A Yue asked slowly, "I will be so good in the future?"

    Mu Xing thought for a while and said, "Yes? Master has a very high vision. He said that you have a good foundation, so you must be very talented. This is not difficult."

    A Yue nodded seriously.

    In other words, there are only Mu Xing and Ayue here.

    The Mu family was very happy to hear that A Yue was accepted as an apprentice by Mr. Xie. Mr. Zhang personally made a large table of dishes to celebrate, and went to the town to pick out a few gifts as a bouquet and gave them to Mr. Xie.

    A Yue is treated as a child at home.

    It was just that Mu Xing used to be Xie Fang's only apprentice, and Xie Huang indulged him, so Mu Xing always felt that he was very hardworking.

    Until now there is more A Yue.

    Mu Xing was completely frightened by this child's hard work.

    In addition to eating and sleeping, it is practice martial arts.

    He quietly asked Xie Wang if it would be okay, Xie Huang only said that A Yue's physique, plus the medicinal bath he prepared, could hold it.

    Mu Xing thought about it and thought that he should be more diligent, and was immediately stopped by Xie Li.

    "He has hatred in his heart and practiced martial arts with a purpose. Such a person can become a master in the world, but he cannot become my free-spirited disciple. You don't need to learn from him."

    How harsh Xie Fang is when facing A Yue, how gentle is when facing Mu Xing: "Xing'er, you just need to follow your own habits and preferences, you don't have to work too hard."

    Mu Xing:…

    Although I said so, I still think that Master, you have double standards.

    Although he had Xie Fang's assurance, Mu Xing still felt that A Yue was not good.

    Relying on this kid to listen to his own words, Mu Xing took him to the mountains to play when he was empty.

     Said to play by himself, but in fact he wanted to let A Yue relax.

    Mu Xing grabbed them and stuffed them into A Yue's hands.

    "Hug them, is the hair soft and cute, right?" Mu Xing said with a smile.

    A Yue held the squirrel in his arms and looked at the other side expressionlessly.

    Mu Xing sighed: "Ayue, you are always unhappy."

    He stretched out his hand and rubbed A Yue's hair vigorously, rubbing his neatly neat hair in a mess, thinking that this feeling is not bad for licking a rabbit...cough.

    He restrained his expression and said earnestly: "I know you have something hidden in your heart, and I don't plan to ask your secrets. But I know that your relatives, as long as they truly love you, will always I just want you to be well, I want you to be happy, and not let you be sad and unhappy, and there is only revenge in your life."

    A Yue looked at him quietly.

    Mu Xing stood up and poured chicken soup full of energy: "Of course! If you have hatred, you must take revenge! Otherwise, you will be uncomfortable in this life, right. It's just that you have hatred in your arms. At the same time, you have to see the good things in life.”

    He bent over, picked up the little squirrel that A Yue had just secretly thrown to the ground, and put it back into the other side's arms: "For example, look at how comfortable this squirrel is."