Soon, Long Xiangtian was brought to a small village with smoke rising from the chimneys. The village was built on a vacant lot next to a stream. There were women washing clothes beside the stream. When they saw Cui Li and Cui Chen, they greeted him cheerfully. When they saw the strange Long Xiangtian, they came forward to ask questions. When they heard about Long Xiangtian's origins, they all smiled and welcomed Long Xiangtian to their village as a guest.
Long Xiangtian discovered that not only the geographical environment of the village was very comfortable, but the cultural environment was also so friendly and relaxed.
After a while, Cui Li brought Long Xiangtian to a very ordinary brick house and said to him, "This is our village chief. I'll take you to meet him first. He must know the situation of the nearby villages."
Long Xiangtian nodded and walked into the village chief's house with Cui Li. They saw a gray-haired old man doing boxing in the yard. Although the old man was very old, every punch he threw was very standard. He must have been a good fighter when he was young.
"Brother Mo, I'm afraid you have to wait for a while. Our village chief likes to practice boxing every day. He says it is for self-cultivation. Generally speaking, it is not convenient for us to disturb the village chief when he is boxing." Cui Li said somewhat embarrassedly. He was also afraid that Long Xiangtian would disturb the village chief impulsively.
"It's okay. The old man's boxing skills are very exquisite. I think he must have been an expert when he was young." Long Xiangtian didn't care about this kind of thing at all. Anyway, for him, this kind of life was much easier.
When Cui Li heard Long Xiangtian's praise for the village chief, he immediately said proudly: "Of course, my uncle Lin was a good hunter when he was young, otherwise he would not have become the village chief."
Of course, Long Xiangtian had no interest in the martial arts moves of these ordinary people. He just wanted to enjoy this moment of tranquility.
But soon the village chief stopped, with some sweat on his temples. He shook his head and said, "People still have to accept old age."
"Village chief, I brought a guest with me." As soon as Cui Ligang saw the village chief stop, he walked up to him and introduced Long Xiangtian to him: "Village chief, this is Brother Mo Wen, a young nobleman from Jiutian City. He got separated from his family. I was afraid that the young brother would get hurt, so I brought him back."
"Oh? Mo Wen? I see." The village chief examined Long Xiangtian for a moment, then said to Cui Li, "Cui Li, take the little brother to wash up, and bring out some food for the little brother to fill his stomach. I'll go see if there's anyone going to Jiutian City recently, and take the little brother with me."
"Thank you, village chief." Long Xiangtian saw the vicissitudes of life in the village chief's cloudy eyes. It seemed that the village chief was quite smart and had discovered his extraordinaryness. However, he did not have any other ideas. He just wanted to go to Jiutian City and did not have any other intentions.
After Cui Li took Long Xiangtian out, the village chief looked at their backs, sighed, and said slowly: "You bunch of silly boys, there is no young master in Jiutian City who has no cultivation. It's just that our vision is narrow. I just hope that this young master has no ill intentions." After that, the village chief went into the house and prepared to write a letter to ask if anyone in other villages planned to go to Jiutian City.
Of course, Long Xiangtian didn't know what the village chief was thinking. He was washing up at Cui Li's house and putting on the new clothes that Cui Li's wife made for his son Cui Hao. In fact, Long Xiangtian didn't want to disturb Cui Li, but there were no vacant houses in the village, so Long Xiangtian had no choice. As for why he had to wear Cui Hao's clothes, Long Xiangtian was a little helpless. After all, in their eyes, he was just an ordinary person with a noble status, and it would not be good to expose the storage ring.
Wearing Cui Hao's clothes, Long Xiangtian actually looked much stronger than before. Cui Li even patted Long Xiangtian and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite strong. You don't look like a pampered young master. Let my son practice with you later."
Long Xiangtian wanted to refuse, but he could not resist Cui Li's enthusiasm and had to agree. However, he just wanted to have some fun with Cui Hao.
But unexpectedly, as soon as Long Xiangtian agreed, Cui Li dragged many people from the whole village over, especially many girls. Only then did Long Xiangtian know what Cui Li was planning. He probably wanted his son to show off in front of these girls. After all, Cui Hao was already of marriageable age.
Long Xiangtian, who knew the reason, was not unhappy. After all, this was just a bad idea that Cui Li came up with for his son, and there was nothing wrong with him cooperating. Soon, many people gathered in an open space above the village square, waiting to watch the two people's competition, including Cui Chen. However, the village chief did not come, which made Cui Li feel a little regretful.
Long Xiangtian restrained his mysterious energy to prevent it from automatically dissipating and hurting Cui Hao, then he took a defensive posture and stabilized his lower body.
Cui Hao was originally not very confident when his father asked him to compete with "Mo Wen". After all, although Long Xiangtian was a bit strong, in his mind, how could a young master who lived a life of luxury and was not a cultivator be his opponent
I quite like Long Xiangtian's peaceful attitude, so I thought I shouldn't use too much force, I couldn't let him lose in front of so many people. Seeing Long Xiangtian in a defensive posture, I rushed forward like a tiger, even holding back a little bit of strength just in case.
However, what Cui Hao did not expect was that he was like hitting a piece of iron plate and could not shake Long Xiangtian at all. He was stunned and retreated.
"I didn't expect that you have practiced it before, Mo Wen." Cui Hao's face was full of surprise.
"I was a bit stubborn when I was little, so my father found a martial arts master to train me for a while." Long Xiangtian explained casually. Long Xiangtian suddenly realized that he had become accustomed to lying recently.
Cui Hao was relieved now. He had never thought that Long Xiangtian had practiced Kung Fu. This made him take him seriously. When the people around heard that Mo Wen had practiced Kung Fu, they also looked forward to this competition.
"Come on!" Cui Chen shouted from the side. He wanted to cheer for Long Xiangtian, but he was afraid that his uncle would beat him, so he had to cheer without shouting his name. However, Cui Chen did not think that "Mo Wen" had a chance to win. After all, if "Mo Wen" could really beat his brother, he would not be chased by the tiger.
"Brother Mo, you better be careful next time." Cui Chen was ready to use some strength.