"Lu Xiao... Master!" He breathed rapidly and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Lin Bo stuttered with a glare of eyes. Lu Xiaoyi, whose face was even more ugly than eating shit, turned around and stared at him: "If you talk nonsense, cut your tongue!"

Lin Bo's neck shrank and he followed carefully.

Swish! The sound of breaking the wind, Lin Bo witnessed a piece of meat flying at a rapid speed. When he was about to smash the road's face, a wooden dog jumped up and bit the piece of meat.

"But Hu, do you want to sneak attack me? You are still a little tender!" Lu Xiaoyi shouted proudly!

At the meat stall on the street, a tough butcher glanced at the two of them: "Take my meat, don't pat my wife."

Butcher Hu, one of the ten evils in Jiangzhen Town, dominates the meat market in the town and sells meat at high prices.

"I want to buy me with one piece of meat? Two more pheasants!" Lu Xiaoyi's nostrils were facing the sky!

Butcher Hu hummed twice and whispered: "If you want pheasants, go find the poisonous widow, I only have pheasants."

Two pheasants were thrown, Lu Xiaoyi was rude, and Lin Bo immediately picked them up, and he was a very qualified follower.

"Mr. Lu, what is the difference between a pheasant and a pheasant?" Lin Bo could feel that Lu Xiaoyi was not a real evil person, so he asked with courage. Lu Xiaoyi didn't reply: "You are really stupid! Didn't you see that he was looking for a step down? A poisonous widow? Humph, I won't be sent to her door to be sent to her..." As he said that, he turned around and glared fiercely again, almost saying the word "abuse".

In Lu Xiaoyi's career in secret photography, the biggest setback was that he was poisoned by the widow, so he naturally could not reveal his shortcomings.

The moment he entered the door, Lu Xiaoyi immediately regained her image as a good baby, with a smile on her face like spring breeze: "I'm back, I'll have meat to eat today."

Mei Jinyun looked kind and said, "I'm back, go and wash. Your godfather is in poor health and cannot walk far away, and cannot go to worship..."

"Family, let's not talk about this." Lu Xiaoyi rushed into the door and headed to the backyard. Lin Bo, who was carrying a knife of meat, stood in the yard uneasy and bowed to Mei Jinyun.

"Hello, auntie, my name is Lin Bo, and I will follow Mr. Lu in the future."

"Good boy, put down your things and go wash them quickly. After dinner, I'll clean up the place for you to stay."

Lu Xiaoyi waved impatiently: "Hurry up, why are you trying to be too slow?"

Putting down his things, Lin Bo went out of the back door. When he went out, he was stunned. Lin Bo, who lives in the plains, had never seen a house built against the mountains. He had never seen a long bamboo tube as a canal that leads the mountain spring water to the doorstep.

Lu Xiaoyi wore a pair of big shorts and stood under the water pipe, screaming loudly by the mountain spring water.

At the dining table, Meng Daqiang sat on the chair with a heavy expression. His life was hanging on the line back then. He saved him, but he also suffered from fatigue. It was okay to do some knitting and other work, but Meng Daqiang, the skillful hand of the past, is no longer there.

"Xiao Yi, in another month, the selection will begin again. Have you saved enough money?" Meng Daqiang squeezed out a smile and looked at his godson who was as afraid as a tiger and was very good to his family.

"Enough, let Qingqing try it this time, and choose the best one, so as not to stay at home and always harm me." Lu Xiaoyi smiled and reached out to pinch Meng Daqiang's shoulders. Meng Qingqing's little face flashed upstairs, and her big eyes glared over, and she shouted crisply: "Auntie, you are talking bad about me behind your back, and you turn around and smash your doghouse."

Every time this girl spoke, she emphasized the tone of "auntie". As a result of the verbal battle, Lu Xiaoyi was defeated again and slandered the rice. A month later, Lin Bo's heart suddenly beat violently! In his mind, the word "select" was left. Delicious food was like chewing wax.

Selection, the means by which each cultivation sect selects mortals as disciples. The charge is for each person to 100 Yuanqi stones. One Yuanqi stone is equal to one thousand spirit stones. Above the Yuanqi stone, there is also Yuanqi jade. The three are common currencies in the Spirit Gathering Continent. Yuanqi jade is a necessary item for cultivators to practice, and is extremely rare on the market.

Thinking of the selection, Lin Bo ignited a flame deep in his heart. I want to participate in the selection, in order to prove myself and for my father.

At night, Lu Xiaoyi, who was bare-spoken, was sweating profusely under the oil lamp. The saw squeaked, and pieces of wood of different sizes fell to the ground. Lin Bo hugged his knees and looked out the window with a dull look.

The Meng family is not big, so they can only squeeze into the same room as Lu Xiaoyi.

"Mr. Lu, don't you have puppets to work? Why do you have to get started by yourself?" When Lin Bo turned around, he saw a birthmark on Lu Xiaoyi's chest, as dark as a bead.

"You know, this is jade wood, the best puppet material. A jade wood can be worth thirty energy stones. If you don't do it yourself, let the puppet be ruined, you can hit it to death."

Lu Xiaoyi spoke very quickly and didn't look back. She carefully picked up the wooden blocks on the ground, just like a beloved thing. She stroked her hands for a while before saying, "Good thing, I can make the best puppet this time."

"Can it be better than the puppets of Qianjimen?" Lin Bo put on a sarcastic tone, and Lu Xiaoyi turned around and sneered: "In terms of craftsmanship, I say second, no one dares to say first. Qianjimen is not strong in craftsmanship, but using special techniques to refine puppets and form a large army of puppets. I have never understood the principle of this method, it is only a matter of time."

"Isn't it enough to join Qianjimen?" Lin Bo's tone was much more excited this time.

"Maybe, this kind of secret technique must be hidden very tightly. It is necessary for the inner disciples to have the opportunity to contact it. You go to bed first, and I'll wash it up." Lu Xiaoyi's tone was much calmer. Usually he lived alone, but now he has more companions and emotional peace.

Lu Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to Lin Bo's idea. It was just a good idea to save him. The next thing was to see who he was.

Lu Xiaoyi, who grew up in the market, is used to seeing people's hearts and can't believe them casually.

Lin Bo was so scared these days. Once he relaxed, his fatigue would come up and he would sleep very heavily. When he opened his eyes, it was almost noon. He complained secretly in his heart, so he was so scared that he was taken in by others. Why did he sleep?

I hurried out, but there was no one in the yard. I went out of the back door and washed my face quickly. When I saw the mother and daughter washing clothes on the stone steps, I hurried up to greet me: "Hello aunt, I'll help you."

Mei Jinyun didn't care about his sleepiness. She was a half-aged child who had experienced so many things that she could understand with a kind heart.

"Get up, Xiao Yi is busy working in the west room. In three days, you have to hand over a batch of goods. Go and see if you can help." Mei Jinyun smiled and sent him away. Qingqing pouted and snorted. Mei Jinyun reached out to hit her daughter: "Little mind!"

When Lin Bo was hungry, he came to the west room and saw that he was sitting in the chair, holding a ruler and a puppet part in his hand. He didn't say anything when he came in, but said to Lu Xiao, who was busy: "I checked three of them and the sizes were all the same."

Lu Xiaoyi looked at Lin Bo and said, "Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn't ask you. Help you move these made parts first and put them on the shelf."

Lin Bo said nothing nonsense and quickly moved things. Lu Xiaoyi then showed a faint smile.

Qingqing came in and carried the teapot and said, "I'll make lunch now. I'm going to go to the river to wash silk in the afternoon. Lin Bo will help with the things."

Lin Bo looked at Lu Xiaoyi, saw that he didn't say anything, nodded and said, "Okay, I remember."

After lunch, Lin Bo followed Qingqing. The work of washing silk was actually very simple. He took some dyed unintentionally from a nearby dyeing workshop to wash. This work was very hard. It was okay to pick up goods with wooden ox on the road, but when he arrived in the river, he was not so easy to wash his work. Qingqing was clever and while working, he called Lin Bo a "young master's body beggar's life." Even so, Lin Bo gritted his teeth and persevered for an afternoon. When he returned to the house, he was so tired that he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

Meng Daqiang in the west room glanced at Lin Bo who had finished his work and whispered to Lu Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, why are you helping him?"

"Nothing, it's fate. Besides, if it weren't for you and your godmother, I would have been a child without fathers or mothers."

When Lu Xiaoyi mentioned this, Meng Daqiang stopped persuading her. He knew that the cause was all the children of his parents, and they were all the same size. Lu Xiaoyi lost her foster mother and nursed her fountain at the age of eight. In the first two years, she had never done anything bad in the town to survive. Meng Daqiang and his wife, just saw that he was a baby, had a few bites to help him eat. He could take out all the money he had saved and ask for medicine when Meng Daqiang was about to die. Later, Mei Jinyun accepted the kid again, and thus found a family.

"Xiao Yi, you are thirteen years old. In another three years, you will not have the chance to participate in the selection. You have to hurry up." Meng Daqiang advised that participating in the selection is the only opportunity to change your identity. However, the success rate of this opportunity is so low. It would be great if you can pass one of the 100,000 people.

The selection process is very simple, which is to pay the registration fee and then press a handprint on a stone measurement.

Lin Bo worked diligently in the Meng family, no matter how hard or tired he was, he gritted his teeth and persevered. Three days passed, and he got up early this day and wanted to help wash the silk again. Lu Xiaoyi called out: "Don't go wash the silk today, go with me."

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Chapter completed!