The next day.

When it was dawn, Wu Qingchen began to perform routine "morning exercises". Walking on the road, Wu Qingchen found that he was waiting on the side of the road, waiting for the villagers who met him to meet him, and there seemed to be some worry on his face.

It seems that the remarks that the sentences that the little Andre said have produced the expected results.

News about cellular taxes in Aikeli villages should have spread all over the world...

Wu Qingchen continued to practice morning exercises quietly, nodding in his heart.

After the morning exercise, Wu Qingchen met several latecomers on the way back to the church.

"Master Los, Ri'an."

Seeing Wu Qingchen from a distance, Wayne and his three sons quickly stood on the side of the road, took off their hoods, and bent down deeply.

"Ri'an, Wayne." Wu Qingchen greeted with a smile: "It seems a little late today?"

"Hey...yeah!" Wayne sighed heavily: "I don't know what's going on, I accidentally overslept..."

Are you lying?

Your trouser legs are dotted with black mud on the edge of the forest, and your robes are covered with weeds and leaves...

Well, it seems that the Wayne family’s food storage location is in the forest, and it should be the forest to the north of the village.

Judging from the situation deduced by the staff team and the observation of the training team's teaching, Wu Qingchen guessed the behavior and location of Wayne and his son.

"If it's too late, go quickly."

It makes no sense to expose these things. Wu Qingchen waved his hand and asked Wayne and his son to leave.

A few minutes later.

Alta and his son took off their hoods and stood on the side of the road.

"Master Los, Ri'an."

"Ri'an, Alta, why are you here now?"

"There are still some work left in Zhongshui..." Alta pointed to himself and his son: "We went there in the morning."

Yeah?

The area next to the water in your home is covered with grass. Why are the exposed areas such as neck, arms, and ankles clearly thorn marks made by thorns?

Well, there are still some water marks on the legs of the trouser legs. It seems that the place where the Alta family buried food should be the bushes by the water.

"Don't delay, go quickly."

Wu Qingchen made a judgment, nodded, and signaled several people to leave.

After walking for more than ten minutes, when it was almost time to reach the church, Wu Qingchen saw the Scott family.

"Hey!" This time, Wu Qingchen stopped: "Scott, what are you... doing?"

Next to the bushes, Scott's family was having a fierce conversation. The eldest son was holding two hens in his hand, and the others looked very ugly.

"Ah... Master Los!" It was not until Wu Qingchen spoke that Scott's family discovered that the master had arrived, and the few of them hurriedly saluted.

"Yeah." Wu Qingchen nodded, pointed to the hen and said, "Why did you come out to work and still bring this with you?"

"It's not what we brought it out." Scott shook his head.

"That bastard Rachel gave it to him!" Scott's eldest son gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard! When his family was so hungry that he couldn't walk, we kindly borrowed some food for him... Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, this bastard! He actually chose to return our food at this time!"

"Return the grain?" Wu Qingchen frowned slightly: "Is it not good to restore the grain now?"

"Of course not good! How can I return the food now! Now, wait until autumn..."

"Cough!" Scott coughed heavily.

Hearing his father's cough, the eldest son suddenly woke up and stopped what he said.

At the same time, Scott continued, "Yes, how can we still be there now? So early, everyone has to work. Suddenly, we have to send it home specially..."

What you are worried about is that these two little guys who are flapping their wings can lay eggs every few days, so I really can't bear to kill them... But if I don't kill them, when the tax is collected in autumn, this little cute little guy who keeps giggling will never be able to think of a hidden way, right?

"Yes, Raycheer is really going to cause trouble..." Wu Qingchen shook his head: "But since he has given it, then send it home quickly."

Standing at the church door and watching the Scott family walking away, Wu Qingchen couldn't help laughing.

It seems that the effect of spreading news from Andre is a little better than the level that needs to be achieved!

If this happens...

Since the spread of several key parameters marked by the Staff Corps with the news about the cellular tax, I have compared the situation I have observed in the past few days to a church where I can already see the spire. Wu Qingchen made a decision in his mind: It seems that the Staff Corps’ plan can be implemented...

but……

Before this, there is still a little troublesome time, and I need to get through it first...

———————

About an hour and a half later.

The open space opened in front of the church.

"Lose, you're wrong again!"

Wu Qingchen rode "long ears", Pastor Playa held the reins, and Little Andre followed with all his steps.

Sure enough! It's coming again!

Wu Qingchen wailed silently in his heart.

"Tight, use force!" Pastor Praia shouted as he patted Wu Qingchen's calf hanging on the horse's belly, "You can't hold it like this, it's too easy to fall off when you really run!"

"Okay." Wu Qingchen nodded and added some strength to his feet.

"Let's go ahead here!" As he said that, Pastor Praia also patted Wu Qingchen's thigh: "This way you can sit more steadily."

"Okay, OK." Wu Qingchen nodded again and moved his butt back a little.

"Hait straighten, don't bend so deep!"

"Hand up!"

"Press your head down!"

Wu Qingchen did as he did one by one.

A few minutes later.

"Tsk... Los, you were wrong again!" Pastor Praia frowned and grabbed Wu Qingchen's calves: "Here! Use force! Clip!"

"Okay." Wu Qingchen added some more effort.

"There is also here!" Pastor Praia pointed at Wu Qingchen's thigh again.

"And here...here...here...here...here..."

While saying that, the pastor pointed at Wu Qingchen's waist, calves, head, and neck...

Wu Qingchen did as he did one by one.

After another little while.

"Master!"

Pastor Praia sighed extremely heavyly: "Los...you are wrong again..."

I know!

If it weren't for having to grab another rein with both hands, Wu Qingchen would have wished to cover his face with both hands.

I know, I know it all!

"Oh, forget it..."

After repeated corrections, Praia sighed weakly: "Let's do it first, try riding yourself..."

It's strange that after Pastor Praia took off the reins for tutoring and let Wu Qingchen control it alone, although there was a big difference in the correct posture of Pastor Praia's guidance in each movement, Wu Qingchen also ran as if he was sitting on the "long ears", even though he was quite fast.

But so what?

If the calf is not strong enough, how can you stabilize your body when swinging the hammer?

With your thighs so far back, how can you prevent falling while sprinting?

My neck was so straight that an arrow shot, wouldn’t it hit the throat?

"Tsk..." Seeing Wu Qingchen riding on the foal and running happily in the courtyard, Pastor Praia sighed long: "This child, Loss, is smart in everything he does, learns quickly... Why can't he teach anyway when he is riding a horse?"

"Yes!" Little Andre didn't understand either.

Oh my God! Lord!

Pastor Praia and Andrei were wondering, sitting on the foal, Wu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Pay attention to force on the calves, pay attention to the back of the thighs, pay attention to the angle of the waist, and pay attention to the pressure on the neck...

Of course, Wu Qingchen knew that these details were the correct combat postures that knights in the Middle World must attach great importance to.

However, these actions either severely wear the inner side of the thigh, or cause trolley legs, or press the spine...
To be continued...