The most powerful god in the city

After the woman came out, she handed the hat to Zhou Ye.

"Where are you from, why did you appear here in such a heavy rain", the woman looked at Zhou Ye, very puzzled.

With such heavy rain, it is estimated that there are no pedestrians on the road.

"I'm a passerby, passing by here, I didn't expect it to rain heavily in the sky, and I finally found this place", Zhou Ye was covered with rain.

"Come in", the woman was very kind and led Zhou Ye into the house.

"Thank you, thank you", Zhou Ye is really grateful to the other party.

Because if people don't help you, there's no way.

"Go to another room, I'll make a fire for you", the woman was very kind.

"No need, just have a place to shelter from the rain", Zhou Ye waved his hand.

He could see that the woman was not doing well.

There wasn't much at home.

It's a bit of a home-by-the-wall feel.

Good thing the house is nice and there is no rain leakage.

It's also a blessing in misfortune.

In addition to the woman, there was a little boy, who was five or six years old.

Zhou Ye looked at this little guy.

This little guy is not afraid of death at all, and his big eyes just look at Zhou Ye, very curious.

"How can this be done, it will catch a cold", the woman shook her head.

"I really don't need to, give me a little time", Zhou Ye smiled, and then entered the room.

Zhou Ye found a random place, then sat cross-legged and started to run "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

Streams of true qi evaporated in the meridians.

Then, it turns into heat and appears on the body.

Jiuyang's divine skills are broad and profound, and they are just to yang.

The rain on his body began to evaporate and slowly decreased.

At this time, the woman and the little boy came to the door and looked at Zhou Ye curiously, their eyes full of curiosity.

They also saw the white gas coming out of Zhou Ye's body.

It's like a fairy.

The little boy grew his mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement, and the woman was not stupid, and knew that she had met a superior person.

Soon, Zhou Ye evaporated the rain on his body.

"You······ You're hungry", the woman looked at Zhou Ye's eyes, and suddenly became nervous.

I'm afraid that Zhou Ye will do something.

After all, they are powerless.

"I'm really a little hungry", Zhong Jing touched his stomach, he was indeed a little hungry.

I've been on the road just now, and I basically haven't eaten anything.

Moreover, if you consume your true qi excessively, you really need to replenish some energy.

"I'll go cook you something," the woman hurried away with the child in tow.

Zhou Ye also stood up and walked out to see if there was anything to help, at this moment, the wind was still blowing and the rain was falling.

The rain was the size of a bean.

It falls to the ground and forms a splash.

After Zhou Ye came out, he found out that the family was really poor.

There is no rice and noodles at home, and all I eat is that kind of wild vegetables, and I drink porridge.

"Wait a minute, there's something in my package", Zhong Jing seemed to think of something, and took out his package.

In addition to coins, there is also some food inside.

"You guys are hot", the package contains some white-flour steamed buns and some wolf meat.

Of course, these wolf meat were killed by Zhou Ye and then thrown into the space.

During this period, the people's families were actually living quite hard.

The Qin Dynasty had just been established, and the war had just ended, and it was not long before the war ended, especially the people, who were even more bitter.

Very little meat is eaten.

When Zhou Ye took out the white-flour steamed bun and wolf meat, the little boy's eyes lit up.

Meat, this is meat.

The little boy was excited.

She hadn't eaten meat in a long time, and her saliva was about to come out.

The woman's eyes couldn't help but widen, the other party was definitely not ordinary.

There are white flour steamed buns.

At this time, white-flour steamed buns are all eaten by the rich, as if the current luxury cars are only owned by the rich.

In ancient times, white-flour steamed buns were quite luxurious.

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At Zhou Ye's request, the lady took the white flour steamed buns and wolf jerky to cook.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, although her craft is good, but without something, he cannot make delicious food.

The woman puts the white flour steamed buns in the pot and begins to cook the wolf meat.

While the woman was cooking, Zhou Ye looked at the little boy in front of him.

"What's your name?"

Zhong Jing saw the little boy for the first time, and he felt very fateful.

"Wang Xiaohu", the little boy was not afraid of Zhou Ye, and directly said his name.

"Wang Xiaohu, that's a good name", Zhou Ye nodded.

"Where's your father?" I haven't seen the boy's father for a long time.

"My father is dead," said the little boy, bowing his head.

Zhou Ye couldn't help but sigh.

This kind of thing is too normal in this day and age.

So, cherish your life now.

Peace does not come easily.

If this little boy were put into real life, he might have gone to kindergarten, but now he ······

Zhou Ye couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you from a big place?" the little boy wondered.

"Big place, sort of", Zhou Ye thought for a while, and then nodded.

Strictly speaking, he did come from a big place.

"Then you must be knowledgeable, can you teach me to read and write"!