In the following period, Xiang Yun rarely went out of the room, and spent most of his time recuperating in the room, and this time he was not lightly injured.

In particular, the blow of the double-headed Xuanhuo Python had already inflicted internal injuries on him, if it weren't for the miraculous effect of the merit creation recipe and the elixir treatment, ordinary people would probably be a dead person at this moment.

In the days after returning home, Lin Wan'er delivered food to Xiang Yun on time every day, served him to freshen up, eat and go to bed, and took good care of Xiang Yun.

In the eyes of others, Xiang Yun has been recuperating in bed these days, but in fact, since the second day, he has used the merit creation recipe to heal his injuries, run the merit creation technique, and the cloud power in his body runs according to the mysterious trajectory.

Where the cloud power flows through the body, the meridians, muscles, viscera, muscles, bones, and membranes are all nourished, especially when the exercises are running, the wonderful clear flow released by the golden spiritual root.

Spread in all directions, the touch is slightly bright, and it blends into every cell, just like spring rain falling, moisturizing all things, Xiang Yun's injury is in this situation, quickly improved!

Only ten days have passed, and the injuries in Xiang Yun's body are close to healing, but externally, he still pretends to be weak and still seriously ill, after all, his injuries, if they heal in only ten days, it is really a bit terrifying.

In the following days, in addition to cultivating in the room, Xiang Yun would wander around the mansion in his spare time, and these days, the people in the prince's mansion were finally no longer as afraid of Xiang Yun as before, but dared to chat with Xiang Yun for a few words, and felt a little more cordial.

And Xiang Yun used to have few opportunities to chat with them, but now he is free, listening to this person tell their stories, but I think it is quite interesting, everyone has their own story, or sad, or bland, or funny, showing all kinds of life.

On this day, early in the morning, Xiang Yun ran the turtle rest exercise all night, feeling refreshed and energetic, and after using it too early, he moved his muscles and bones a little, and his body was fine.

At noon, Xiang Yun carried a pot of fine osmanthus stuffing, took a food box, and put a few plates of delicate side dishes in it, walked towards the backyard, all the way through the corridor and alley, and came to the backyard, Xiang Yun walked straight to the direction of the stable.

Today, Xiang Yun wants to chat with the old Liangtou, although this old man is lazy, thick-skinned, like an old rascal, but talking to him is very interesting, Xiang Yun promised to buy good wine for this old man before, and this is the time to fulfill his promise.

Xiang Yun crossed a high threshold, stretched out his head to look at the square layout inside, there was a faint smell of horse manure coming from it, and dozens of horses were being raised in the long fence to the north!

This is the stable in the backyard of the Shizi Mansion, and Lao Liangtou likes to stay most on weekdays.

Xiang Yun stepped over the threshold and looked up, but he didn't see the figure of Lao Liangtou, but a young man in Mai near the mouth of the well, west of the stable, attracted Xiang Yun's attention.

This young man looks like he is seven or eight years old, his body is thin and thin, and his face is obviously a little malnourished, but the young man's eyebrows are very thick, and his eyes are very big and bright.

Especially the resolute look in his eyes, which was inadvertently revealed, was extremely attractive to Xiang Yun, this kind of perseverance was rarely seen in the eyes of a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Xiang Yun couldn't help but be interested in the young man, only to see that at this moment, the young man walked to the well, put the wooden barrel bolt on the rope, and turned the wheel of the wellhead to let the wooden barrel go deep into the bottom of the well!

When the boy heard the sound of the barrel falling into the water, he grabbed the rope with his hand and swayed it from side to side, as if to make the barrel draught, and when the barrel was watered and the barrel sank, the boy turned the wellhead and retracted the rope upward.

This time the boy turned the wheel not as easily as before, it seemed that the barrel had too much draft and too much weight.

At least for a seven or eight-year-old boy, it is too heavy, even if the wheel can save effort, it also makes the teenager turn very hard!

But the boy didn't give up, he gritted his teeth, tensed his body, and his hands worked together, and he dragged the big wooden bucket full of water up in a circle.

The latter dragged the barrel out of the well, and then moved against the well, and at this moment the boy was already sweating profusely, tired and panting.

Xiang Yun thought that he was going to stop and rest, but the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead with the cuffs of his rough linen clothes.

Looking down at the large barrel filled with water beside him, and then at the sink of the stables to the north, he gritted his teeth, and bent down and grabbed the handle of the barrel with both hands.

The boy gritted his teeth and tried to lift the barrel, but he only lifted it for a moment, and then fell back to the ground heavily, and the boy stumbled and almost fell, but he was not angry, and he couldn't lift the barrel, so the boy dragged the barrel and slid on the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps......

The sink was more than ten meters away from the wellhead, and it took the boy a quarter of an hour to toss and turn before finally lifting the bucket to the sink!

However, the problem came again, the sink of the stable was not short, at least for this young man, the height at shoulder level was already very high, let alone pouring such a heavy bucket of water into it, which was almost impossible to do.

At least in Xiang Yun's opinion, it was impossible for this young man to do it, and he should ask others to help.

However, the young man's next move made Xiang Yun look surprised!

I saw that the young man was slightly bent, his arms stretched forward, and then Xiang Shan hooked the handle of the barrel.

The young man pursed his lips, his body straightened, his torso led his body, swinging from side to side, and the wooden barrel hooked on his arm also swayed.

As the boy's body shook more widely, the bucket on his arm shook more violently, but because the rhythm was well grasped, the water and the bucket swayed at the same frequency, and not a drop of water in the bucket was spilled!

After swaying like this for more than ten rounds, the young man's body was already trembling a little, obviously such a move was a great drain on his physical strength.

However, in the next moment, the boy shook the barrel for the last time, when the barrel swung to the highest place!

The young man's hand suddenly stretched out flexibly from under the handle, and then one hand was propped up on the bottom of the barrel, and his shoulder was on the wall of the barrel.

Suddenly, the bucket toppled down, and a bucket of water was poured into the sink, and a bucket full of water did not leak.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Yun almost clapped his hands and cheered, this young man's hand skillfully borrowed the flying bucket, which was really incredible.

However, the boy seemed to be accustomed to this, and with a sigh of relief, he reached out and took the barrel down and put it back on the edge of the well!

After all this was done, the latter walked briskly to the west side of the stable, on a bench leaning against the edge of the wall, on which at the moment lay a tall and thin middle-aged man on his back.

Xiang Yun knew this middle-aged man, who, like Lao Liangtou, was also a horseman who watched and drove horses in the Shizifu, and his name seemed to be Zhao Si.

The young man walked in front of Zhao Si, looking at the middle-aged man who seemed to be asleep, he rubbed his hands hesitantly, wanting to make a sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing other people's sleep.

Just when the young man was a little entangled, Zhao Si suddenly opened his sleepy eyes leisurely.

"Huh...... Boy, are you all done?" Zhao Si showed a little surprise on his face.

"Hmm...... It's all moved, fourteen buckets of water, one bucket is a lot!" The young man's eyes were clear and bright, and he nodded seriously.

"Yes, yes, today's efficiency is quite high. ”

"Well...... I had breakfast today and have the strength. The boy replied earnestly and succinctly.

Looking at the young man who was dirty, with water stains on his shoulders and his eyes unblinking, Zhao Si smiled.

"You kid, if you don't give you money, will you just keep waiting?"

"Seven copper plates!" the young man's answer was still very simple, as if he had not been born to talk much.

"Hey...... You stinky boy, doesn't it hurt your feelings to talk about money, or I will look at it as six copper plates, don't you think?"

"No!" the young man directly rejected the middle-aged man.

"Huh...... You kid, why are you so brainless, I found you for this errand, otherwise how can you have a chance to make money, just six copper plates, keep one, I can also buy a plate of peanuts. ”

"Not good!"

"Uh......"

Helpless, Zhao Si had to sigh and shake his head, saying that the young man had no conscience and didn't know the Thanksgiving Picture!

The young man was indifferent to this, but rubbed his hands vigorously on the Mai, and then he reached out and looked at Zhao Si, who had been groping in his pocket for a long time.

Zhao Si reluctantly took out the seven copper plates in his hand, and as soon as the young man saw the money, his eyes lit up unconsciously, and his hand stretched forward.

And when he stretched out his hand, the cuffs of the linen clothes, which were already a little short, suddenly revealed the young man's arm, and on the arm, the winding and hideous scars of the Dao were undoubtedly revealed.

Zhao Siyi was slightly stunned when he saw the wound on the young man's arm, and the young man seemed to notice that his arm was exposed, so he quickly retracted his hand back and retracted his arm back into his sleeve.

"Your mother beat you again?" Zhao Si asked the young man.

The young man nodded silently, but added: "It's out of the way, I can carry the bucket, I can come again tomorrow!"

Zhao Si's eyes moved slightly and handed the seven copper plates in his hand to the young man, and when the young man was about to turn around and leave, Zhao Si stopped the young man, and actually took out three copper plates again and handed them to the young man.

Seeing this, the young man frowned, but he shook his head and refused to accept it.

"I only moved fourteen buckets of water and seven copper plates. ”

"This should be a reward for you. ”

"No, I don't. The boy waved his hand, his big eyes bright and clear.

Zhao Si looked at the young man's eyes, and finally he took back the copper plate, stood up from the bench, and patted the young man's shoulder: "Then you can continue to come tomorrow." ”

"Well...... Thank you!"

The young man's face finally showed joy this time, he bowed to Zhao Si, turned around and ran!

Looking at the young man's distant back, Zhao Si couldn't help but show a wry smile, shook his head, and sighed again.

Just as Zhao Si was about to sit back on the bench, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhao Si looked back at the visitor, and was suddenly frightened, and almost fell to the ground.

"World ...... Your Royal Highness, Your ...... Why are you here?" Zhao Si bowed his head and looked up in awe, looking at the number one man in the mansion, his posture can be described as sincere and fearful.

"Zhao Si, where is Old Liangtou?"

"Oh...... Your Royal Highness, you are asking Master Liang, his old man has gone back to Yincheng. ”

"Back to Silver City?" Xiang Yun looked puzzled.

"Master Liang said that he was going back to Yincheng to visit his family. ”

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