At this time, Sun Xiong had already walked in front of us. After hearing this, he turned to look at me, "I don't know if this person is-----?" Qian Fu obviously didn't want to talk too much about me, so he turned to look at me, but my entire attention was focused on the doghouse and I didn't notice the conversation between the two people at all.

It took a few seconds before I felt the atmosphere a little awkward, so I quickly turned my head to look at them, "Is this little brother the name of the name?" Sun Xiong asked with a smile again, "My name is Zhou Zheng." I quickly answered, "A good name, I know it is a young and promising young hero with a bright future," Sun Xiong immediately praised.

I really don’t know how he could hear such a large amount of information from my name. I didn’t know what to say, so I could only respond with a smile.

"I have already handed over the person to you. You can arrange the next thing yourself." Qian Fu said expressionlessly, then turned around and left. "Butler Qian walked slowly." Sun Xiong bent over slightly and shouted respectfully. It was not until Qian Fu's figure walked out of the yard and turned a bend again. He could not see it at all. He straightened his waist and turned to me very politely, "Little brother, please follow me." After that, he took me to the row of blue brick houses.

"Little brother, my name is Sun Xiong. I am the head of the ward guard in the house. Everyone calls me Mr. Sun, but we don't have to be so polite. Just call my name directly." Sun Xiong walked beside me, slightly sideways and introduced himself respectfully.

People in this world are willing to call themselves masters, which makes me a little depressed. In order to fill my stomach, I can only endure it. So I respectfully called "Master Sun". Anyway, the second master has called me, so it doesn't matter if I call him Master Sun.

Sun Xiong was very happy when he called out, patted his chest and said to me, "My Sun Xiong has only one advantage, that is, he is absolutely righteous to his brothers, and he can definitely be bothered by both sides for his brothers. If you have any needs in the future, just tell me if you have anything to do." "Then I'll trouble Mr. Sun." I quickly agreed.

"We brothers don't have to be so polite," Sun Xiong laughed loudly, and then said, "I think the little brother must be a master with unique skills. I wonder which one of the little brother's masters is?"

This question makes me a little difficult to answer, because Uncle Gu said that I should not tell him his identity. After all, the Gu family has been passed down for so many years, and it is not only martial arts, but also many grievances and entanglements, which may cause unnecessary trouble to me and even life danger. So I had to say perfunctorily, "I don't have a master, but I like fighting since I was a child, and I have learned a little bit of my skills in fighting."

"Oh, that's right." Sun Xiong's tone was obviously disappointed, but the smile on his face was still so bright. Then he continued to ask, "I wonder how long have you been a little brother and the second master?" "It didn't take long, I just met this morning." I replied casually, and then said what happened in the morning.

At this time, Sun Xiong and I had already walked to the room in the middle of the blue brick house. Sun Xiong was about to raise his hand to push the door, but after listening to my narrative, his hand stopped in the air, then shrank back, turned around and looked at me, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a serious and cold face. "Zhou Zheng, listen to me, I am the head of the guard here, and naturally I have to be responsible for the safety of the master. The biggest advantage of me is to be fair in doing things, reward for all merits, and punish for any mistakes. I don't care how capable you are, and no matter what background you have, you have to listen to me when doing things under my hands, and do whatever you want you to do. If you dare to disobey, I will never show mercy. Even if the king of heaven comes, I can't save you."

Damn, this face has become too fast. As soon as I figured out my details, I instantly changed from a righteous brother to a selfless leader. If I go to the entertainment industry, the first-line star will definitely be stable.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Sun Xiong's expression became even colder. "Have you heard me talk?" "Heard" I replied lightly. This reaction was obviously not in line with Sun Xiong's expectations, so the coldness on his face doubled. He pointed to the end of the row of houses and said, "Where are you living in?" After saying that, he stopped looking at me and turned around and walked into the house.

I walked to the room where Sun Xiong pointed. As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of mold immediately rushed over. I took a few steps back before I stopped. I looked up and saw a bed placed against the wall in the innermost part of the house, and other places were filled with debris. It seemed that no one had lived in this room for a long time.

I opened all the doors and windows of the house to let the smell of mold inside. I found a broken bench with broken legs from the pile of debris and sat at the door. The sun shone on my body and felt warm. I narrowed my eyes, crossed my legs, and felt comfortable. I almost fell asleep.

Not long after, everyone in the other room came out, "Eat, eat, eat." Someone shouted loudly, and the voice immediately cheered up my spirits. Although no one called me, I still followed me on my own initiative. After all, the purpose of coming here was to stutter.

I followed the crowd to a yard next to me. As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled the aroma of the food. My stomach immediately started to yell excitedly. Seeing that everyone in front of me walked into a big room, I hurriedly followed in.

There are seven or eight wooden tables in the room, and each table has a long stool on both sides. Both the tables and stools are very simple and have not even painted. However, due to long-term use, some places have been polished very smoothly, and with all kinds of greasiness, they look shiny.

There is a table in a corner of the room, with two large basins on it, one filled with corn cakes, and the other basin is filled with a pot of stew, with soup and water. It is impossible to tell what kind of dish is stewed, but there are a few thick slices of pork belly in the middle of the green leaves of the vegetable, which is oily. I drooled. Next to the basin of this basin of stew, there is a stack of large thick porcelain bowls.

The people who entered the house were now surrounded by the table, but no one reached out to hold the bowl. They just watched a burly young man holding the bowl with one hand and chopsticks with the other hand. They flipped from top to bottom in the basin of the food, almost picked out all the meat inside, filled a full bowl, and then took two more corn cakes, walked to a table near the door, and placed the things in his hands on it. At this time, the other people in the house picked up the bowls and chopsticks to serve the dishes from the basin.

Soon Sun Xiong walked in from outside and sat in front of the bowl of meat carelessly. It seemed that he was just a low-level servant in this house, and he didn't even have the qualifications to eat a small kitchen. However, I was really impressed by how he could even put on such a big air when eating such a meal.

When it was my turn, there were still some corn cakes, but the pot of the dish was only the vegetable soup. The vegetable soup was just the vegetable soup, at least it was much better than pickles.

I filled a bowl of vegetable soup and grabbed three more corn cakes. Actually, I wanted to get two more, but I really couldn't get them.

I took the food to a table in the corner of the house and sat down, and started eating it voraciously. The eating method immediately attracted onlookers, "Why is this kid like he has been hungry for three years?" "I think he should be reincarnated as a starving ghost"------, every word will cause a burst of laughter in the house.

"Boy, grandpa will give you a piece of meat to eat." The young man who gave Sun Xiong a food suddenly shouted, then picked up a small piece of meat from his bowl and threw it on the ground. This action made the laughter in the room even louder.

I looked up at him and wanted to go over and beat him up, but in the end I held back. After all, it was a bit bad to fight with my colleague on the first day of coming, so I lowered my head and bit the tortilla on my own.

"This kid is a soft boy at first glance." "It must be a person who is here to make a living, and he has no ability to eat anything except eating." People around him were talking, "What if he is not soft? I can slap him to death with one hand." The young man who threw the meat proudly said, "He is far worse than Brother Niu." "He wants to fight Brother Niu at least have to practice for a few more lifetimes." "Hahahahaha" There was another burst of laughter around him. For the sake of tortillas and vegetable soup, I had to pretend not to hear such laughter.

I have been here for three days, and my life is pretty leisurely. Every night, I follow a few people as soon as it gets dark. Everyone leads a dog to patrol around the house. When I find something is wrong, I will release the dog directly and patrol until late at night. Then others will come to change shifts, and the people in our group can go back to sleep.

There is a leader in each class. The leader of our class is Xu Meng. He is a few years older than me and is about the same height as me, but he must have a lot more weight than me. Although the flesh on his body is incomparable to money skewers, he is definitely considered a huge fat in this world.

Xu Meng claimed to be a monk from Tianen Temple. He has been practicing in Tianen Temple since he was a child. Now he is ordered by his master to go down the mountain and enter the world to practice.

I know Tian'en Temple. It is a very famous temple with the highest Buddhist teachings and martial arts skills in the world. It is said that the monks in the temple are Ruyun and masters. However, Xu Meng doesn't look like a monk no matter how you look at it, and he is definitely not a master. If you look at the body, even the identity of a monk is doubtful. The only thing he can have with the monk is that he has a big bald man.

I guess such suspicion is not only mine, but others will definitely have it, but it is just suspicion. In this world where transportation is basically based on travel and communication is basically based on yelling, it is almost impossible to find out the identity of a foreigner.

So it doesn't matter what kind of identity you want to make up for yourself. Even if you are the king or the richest man in the world, no one will check it. Just stay away from your hometown when you say this.

(End of this chapter)
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