From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 39: Foolish and Unhappy (Please Read)
Now that he had made the decision, Meng Yuan didn't say anything more and planned to set off immediately and stay at Muzhuang for one night.

After delivering the wine to his residence, he went to find Xunmei and said that he had to go back to Muzhuang and asked her to help take care of Jiang Tang.

Then Meng Yuan returned to the training ground and instructed Hu Qian and Wu Changsheng to lead the students in training. Then he carried a five-stone bow and a long sword and went to the stable to get the little red horse.

"I'll go back to Muzhuang to take a look." Meng Yuan didn't explain much to Mr. Jiang.

After everything was ready, Meng Yuan rode a horse and Zhao Datou drove a donkey cart. They bought some braised meat on the way and the two chatted while eating.

In fact, it was Zhao Datou who said all of them, and most of them were words of advice.

This time I left the city again, but I saw that the greenery was even deeper. Grass and trees grew on both sides of the road, and the farmers were diligent, and the seedlings were green.

It was past mid-afternoon before Muzhuang came into view.

Meng Yuan was not in a hurry to return to Mu Village, but instead went around Mu Village to explore first.

Although Xiangling is a brainless person, she is a spirit after all, so she must be on guard.

Meng Yuan carefully checked the place he had agreed with Xiangling before returning to Muzhuang.

When Sun Zhuangtou saw Meng Yuan coming again, he set up a farmer's banquet. He tried to find out the purpose of Meng Yuan's visit by asking hints for a long time.

But Meng Yuan came to meet the little weasel privately, so he could only make up some nonsense about missing the old place to get by.

"Brother, keep it." When Sun Zhuangtou heard that the girl from the Jiang family was following Xunmei, he took out ten taels of silver as a gift to her.

"I really just came here to relax. Xunmei didn't say anything." Meng Yuan didn't have the habit of extorting money.

After dinner, Meng Yuan couldn't sleep, so he practiced his swordsmanship in the yard.

Following the Qi transfer and breathing techniques taught by Master Nie, the power of the Kuangfeng Sword Technique has indeed increased, and the movements are faster and the sword strikes are quicker.

The moon was in the sky, and he practiced over and over again. Meng Yuan found that, according to the method taught by Master Nie, the power of the Kuangfeng Sword Technique was increased, but there was always a sense of stagnation, and it could not be natural, as if something was missing.

At first Meng Yuan thought that he was not proficient in the method of moving true Qi, but after practicing until midnight, this feeling of stagnation still existed.

It's like spending money but eating a vegetarian meal.

"The Qi and the force are in harmony, the mind and the Qi are in harmony. Is it because of the lack of 'subtlety' as Master Nie said? Or is there another reason?"

Meng Yuan had a lot of questions, not only about the Kuangfeng Sword Technique, but also about the Eighth Level Broken Mirror Technique.

If I could become an eighth grader earlier, I could go for an outing with the princess. It would be much better than smelling the smell of cow dung with Xiangling.

Moreover, the food has been very good recently, and the essence and fire have absorbed a lot of nutrients. Now it can cover most of the body. It is estimated that it will be complete in another half a month.

When the time comes, I will temper my body further, and I believe my progress to the eighth level will be faster.

After practicing the Kuangfeng Sword Technique for half a night, Meng Yuan fell asleep peacefully.

After breakfast the next day, Meng Yuan practiced his sword skills, put two boiled eggs in his pocket, and walked out of the village.

Heading west, everything starts to sprout in spring, and the grass and trees are green.

As we reached the foot of the mountain, we could feel the winter chill still lingering. Weeds grew among the dead leaves, looking like they were growing vigorously.

Meng Yuan, with a knife on his waist and a heavy bow on his back, walked forward calmly.

Looking around, Meng Yuan saw a pile of dead leaves under a locust tree and walked over slowly.

"Oh my, Miss Xiangling said she wanted to see me, but why am I nowhere to be seen?"

Meng Yuan sighed and pretended to untie his belt, "Forget it, let's pee first!"

"Ah!" A brown-skinned weasel suddenly jumped out from the pile of dead leaves.

Xiangling jumped three feet high, then turned around and fell down with her back against the locust tree.

She had a small floral bag tied around her neck and a floral headscarf on her head, revealing her two little ears, and she looked like a country girl.

The two lower limbs supported the slender body, and the black nose was wet, which looked capable. Xiangling quickly scraped off the broken leaves on her body, showing that she was still a neat person, but she kept saying, "You knew I was hiding under the leaves, but you still peed on me!"

Her big round eyes were very bright. She tried to put her arms and legs on her waist, but they were too short and could only reach her armpits. Then she tilted her head and said angrily, "You little gelder, you are bad!"

Meng Yuan was an honest man. He knew he was in the wrong, so he clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "I am Meng Lang. I beg Miss Xiangling to forgive me."

"Ah, you're quite polite!" Xiangling turned around immediately, already no longer angry, and stared at Meng Yuan with her big eyes, saying happily: "Hehe, then I forgive you."

She stopped putting her hands on her hips, straightened her small bag and headscarf, and said happily, "Little gelder, you speak so nicely!"

Then you haven't heard anything good either! Meng Yuan smiled and said nothing.

"Look at how fashionable I'm wearing." Xiangling stretched out her arms and turned around, clearly trying to give a compliment.

"It's very fashionable. All the noble ladies in the city dress like this." Meng Yuan knew that Xiangling was a country bumpkin, so he tried to coax her and asked, "Are you preparing for a blind date? Have you found a blind date?"

"Alas, Xiangling has no mother. It's a long story." Xiangling sighed whenever she was talking about marriage. "After my godmother died, the old matchmaker disappeared. Maybe the commotion in Taohualing was too big, and she was scared and dared not go out!"

This silly Xiangling!

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Did the matchmaker go to the Peach Blossom Party?"

"No, not really." Xiangling shook her head. "The matchmaker said that Dawei brother is not learning proper Buddhism. The more he listens, the more he thinks he is a jerk. He can't achieve great freedom. It would be better for him to learn more about eating clouds and drinking dew. That's the real freedom!"

This green fox is quite knowledgeable! Great freedom is a Buddhist term, while true freedom is a Taoist term.

After hearing this, Meng Yuan felt that the fox was quite extraordinary. Xiangling and her daughter were deceived by the fox, which was not only because the mother and daughter were stupid, but also because the fox was really capable.

"How did your blind date go?" Xiangling wanted to share her blind date experience again.

When did I say I was on a blind date? Meng Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "They haven't divorced yet, I have to wait a little longer."

"You can't wait any longer. Look how old you are now!" Xiangling became serious again, as if she was imparting life experience.

Meng Yuan rubbed his brows and realized that he was so busy messing around with this weasel that he had forgotten about his business.

"What's the matter that you called me here?" Meng Yuan asked.

Xiangling immediately became serious after hearing this and said, "My godmother said, if you give me a peach, I will give you two apricots. If you steal an egg from me, I will steal two pieces of meat from you!"

Isn't this roe deer quite sensible? Why is he greedy for those eggs?
Meng Yuan smiled and said, "This means that a favor must be repaid and a grudge must be avenged. A gentleman should clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges."

"Wow!" Xiangling exclaimed, "Little gelder, you really know a lot!"

She jumped forward happily and said, "I'm here to repay you!"

Xiangling crossed her short upper limbs and said complacently, "I went to find Sister Pig, who has the most children. I told her that you give birth every month, and you have too many children. You grumble all the time, and the whole mountain is full of your children. It's better to castrate them all. I will find you someone who is cheap and good at doing the job! But Sister Pig told me to get out!"

At this point, Xiangling stamped her feet in anger and said, "Sister-in-law Zhu is so rude!"

It’s already very polite of someone to just tell you to get lost!

Meng Yuan was an honest man, so he said, "I used to be a gelder, but now I have changed my profession, so you don't need to take any more work for me."

"I know! You are now following a big shot from the Demon Suppression Bureau!" Xiangling was very reasonable, and added: "But you haven't married yet, I have already arranged several marriages for you."

What does this have to do with anything? How many marriages are there?
Pimping at such a young age! Is this the joy of the great cause?

Meng Yuan looked up at the sky and couldn't help asking himself: Why am I here?
Xiangling didn't notice and kept talking, counting with her paws, "I found several for you, and after much persuasion, six of them were willing to see you. Some said that you are very bad people and we need to get along first. Some said that the betrothal gifts were too high, so I rejected them. But Widow Niu said that she wanted to sleep with you first..."

What the hell is this?
Meng Yuan reached out and pinched Xiangling's mouth, then took out a boiled egg from his sleeve and said, "I remember your kindness, but you don't have to worry about my marriage. Stay in your old turtle pit from now on, don't associate with the fox matchmaker, and don't go to the herdsman again."

After stuffing the boiled egg into Xiangling's arms, Meng Yuan turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go, little gelder!" Xiangling quickly caught up with him, grabbed the hem of Meng Yuan's clothes, looked up and refused to let him go, and said pitifully: "I have a great medicine at home. It's the dowry my godmother left for me. Do you want it?"

"Oh? Tell me in detail." Meng Yuan finally became interested.

(End of this chapter)