This martial saint is too generous

This small town is quite lively. It happened to be the market. Qin Jinyang felt the fireworks in the world and wandered on the street.

Hey...candied haws?

The mouth is dull... take one!

Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, Qin Jinyang ate while walking, sour and sweet, this is life, leisurely and comfortable.

"Daddy, can I have a candied haws on a stick?"

Just a few steps away from the hawker, Qin Jinyang heard a crisp voice.

He turned and glanced.

Not far away there was a dark and skinny farmer with a bamboo basket on his back. In the bamboo basket sat a little girl of four or five years old.

It can be seen that the farmer's family is relatively clean. Although it is a little poorer, the little girl's clothes are made of clean cloth and the patches on the clothes are neatly done.

There are two eyebrows on the top of the girl's head, and her eyes are a little timid, but big and bright.

Unfortunately, the little girl's physical condition was very poor. She seemed to be seriously ill. There was no color on her face and her neck was soft. She could only lean her head on the bamboo basket.

Although she is ill, it does not hinder her yearning for excitement.

"This... alas..."

The old man looked embarrassed.

It can be seen that he dotes on his daughter.

Although she is a girl, she is still the apple of the eye of the farmer.

But all the way to the small town, I was already short of money for travel expenses, and when I went to see a doctor, I spent all my money at home.

I can't even get a single coin out of my body.

When the old man thought of the doctor's words, his heart felt as if he was being strangled with a knife.

My daughter's illness cannot be cured.

In the remaining time, try to eat something good.

Eat something good.

My daughter should eat something good.

But a penny stumps the heroic man. He just can't afford this candy haws.

"Dad, are we out of money?"

"It doesn't matter. Let's buy candied haws when we come to town next time... We won't eat it today."

The little girl is extremely sensible.

Realizing that his father's tone was wrong, he hurriedly changed his tone.

"Dad, actually I don't like eating candied haws, it's so sour that my teeth hurt."

The little girl added.

The old man's expression became even more painful.

Ever since she was little, my daughter has never eaten candied haws. This so-called sore toothache must have been something she heard from the rich man’s son.

sour.

What kind of acid is it?

Sweet... what is sweet again.

The old man sometimes wanted to tell his daughter about it, but he himself had never eaten it.

"Dad, just wait. When I grow up, I will buy you candied haws to eat every day... Dad is so powerful, he must not be afraid of sourness."

The little girl's next words made the old man unable to hold on any longer.

He lowered his head and ran away from the trouble.

Along the way, the old man's tears fell to the ground. He was afraid that his daughter would hear his choked sobs, so he did not dare to say a word.

…

"Baozi, buns... big meaty buns."

"Wontons, hot wontons..."

"Pastry...from the capital's secret recipe...pastry..."

"Cake...Cooked Cake...Selling Cooked Cake...Wu's Cooked Cake..."

…

The sounds of hawking came and went on the streets.

The father and daughter seemed to have reached an agreement and stopped talking.

Although the little girl is sensible, she is still a child and has an instinctive greed for food.

She raised her nose fiercely, as if she wanted to swallow all the fragrant smells on the street into her stomach.

…

When he arrived at a broken temple on the corner of the street, the old man put down the frame and took out a thick flour cake from his arms.

He broke it into small pieces and gently put it into his daughter's mouth.

"Daddy, you should eat some too."

The girl shook her head, closed her mouth, and refused to eat.

"Daddy doesn't like eating this kind of cake. Dad has hated eating cakes since he was a child..."

The old man shook his head, even showing disgust on his face.

But the movement of his throat betrayed the nature of his hunger.

…

The daughter fell asleep.

In the end, she didn't even take a few bites of the cake.

My daughter is young, but she is more sensible than ordinary people.

The old man squatted on the street corner, his whole body exuding a kind of gray misery, just like the yellow earth that had been exposed to the scorching sun for several months.

It was a kind of fragmented misery.

Hungry, he looked up at the sky.

The clouds are one after another, as if they are connected in series to form the shape of candied haws. It seems that even the air is exuding a sweet smell, and some sourness.

I have been a coward all my life and finally found a disabled wife.

My wife died a long time ago, and she never had a decent meal on a plate.

My daughter will not live long.

I've been scared all my life.

I can't be coward anymore.

There was a well-dressed middle-aged man in the distance, strolling leisurely. He had a jade pendant on his waist.

The old man pinched the corner of his tattered clothes, and the corners of his mouth gradually became ferocious.

He glanced at his daughter and became more determined.

The old man stood up and quietly hid on the road that the middle-aged man must pass, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

As long as the middle-aged man is knocked unconscious, the jade pendant can be snatched away.

As long as his daughter can eat a bite of candied haws before dying, even if he is caught by the government and chopped up alive by the market, his life will not be in vain.

He was shaking all over.

Hands shaking.

The legs are shaking.

My heart was shaking even more.

…

Snapped!

Just as the middle-aged man was about to come over, suddenly, a palm gently pressed on the old man's wrist.

Bang!

The stick fell.

The old man turned around and saw a young man with an impressive appearance.

Could it be a government agent?

The old man's whole body was sore and weak, and his knees suddenly weakened. He would kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy out of habit.

He kowtowed all his life.

When I was a child, I kowtowed to the rich man, his son, his concubine, and his servants.

Qin Jinyang helped the old man up.

At the same time, he put two candied haws in the old man's hand.

"Don't be stupid. If you can't knock him out, he will beat him to death!"

Qin Jinyang sighed, feeling sad.

This old man looked like he hadn't had enough to eat for several days, and he was a first-grade warrior.

…

"Dad...it's so sweet...thank you sir!"

The little girl licked the candied haws, over and over again.

The old man's hands and feet were still trembling.

I finally realized that I had met a kind person.

"Take these clothes back, and these snacks... I will get you some silver later, so you can buy seeds."

Qin Jinyang unwrapped the package, and inside were some of the things he had just purchased.

The little girl was still immersed in the candied haws and couldn't extricate herself.

Qin Jinyang and the old man were sitting aside, and he asked casually... Sure enough, the little girl was suffering from a disease.

I heard from the old man that the doctor in the town couldn't cure it.

Qin Jinyang thought for a while and planned to go to other larger medical clinics to see if there might be hope.

Such a pity for such a sensible child at such a young age.

If that doesn't work, I still have the little yellow bird in my arms, and I'll let the miraculous doctor Bronze Plague take a look at it.

Although, there is only one chance.

Although there are thousands of injuries and illnesses in the world, I can only save one.

But the little girl's sensibility really touched Qin Jinyang.

He was a bachelor in his previous life. In his era, the most worthless cement shell was a desperate price that young people could not afford in their lifetime. But love that should be a priceless treasure turns out to be a series of cheap conditions.

What should have been the most beautiful relationship is as shabby as a curse.

Qin Jinyang thought about having his own child, preferably a little girl.

He himself is an emotional person.

I can't stand this kind of scene.

…

"Brother Qin, you are indeed a warm-hearted and gentle person."

A voice sounded in the distance.

Qin Jinyang turned around and took a look.

Shi Yingnan?

That little licking dog who sticks to Xue Bingbing every day, the young sect leader of Xiyue Sect?

Isn't he seriously ill and about to die?

Why here?

"Brother Qin, it seems that leaving the villa is not a bad thing for you. I can see that you look good and your meridians seem to have recovered a little."

While talking, Shi Yingnan had already walked over.

The old man left voluntarily and returned to his daughter.

Qin Jinyang frowned.

After leaving the villa, there was no need for him to take the Golden Luck Pill, and his realm had broken through to the third level again.

But it was normal for Shi Yingnan not to see it.

Only the strong can tell the grade of the weak at a glance, but in the eyes of the weak, they cannot accurately distinguish and can only roughly perceive how strong they are.

Xue Bingbing said last time that Shi Yingnan couldn't use Qi. In fact, he was almost the same as ordinary people. In fact, he was not as good as ordinary people.

Shi Yingnan's face was pale, his lips were blue, and he still looked sick.

Before Qin Jinyang could reply, Shi Yingnan had already walked up to the little girl.

He put his fingertips on the little girl's wrist and frowned gradually.

The old man dared not express his anger.

The little girl also cooperated with Shi Yingnan knowingly. She knew her father's journey from the village to the town and firmly believed that no matter how bitter the medicine was, it was best to drink it all in one gulp.

After a long time, Shi Yingnan released his fingers.

…

"Brother Shi, you...know medical skills?"

Qin Jinyang asked.

Xiyue Sect is a warrior sect. It used to be a sworn enemy of Helan Villa. The disciples of the sect attacked decisively one by one, causing a lot of losses to the Villa.

The young sect master is actually a doctor?

"You should know a little bit about it. I haven't been good at martial arts since I was a child, so I have to learn something."

Shi Yingnan smiled at Qin Jinyang.

Then, he turned to the old girl's father and asked, "How long have you been sick?"

"It's been about half a year... By the way, there are many children in the village who have similar problems. They are all weak and unable to lift their hands and feet... Many children have died of the disease."

The old man said hurriedly.

Hearing this, Qin Jinyang's eyes widened.

Damn it.

Or an infectious disease.

"Does this disease occur among adults?"

Shi Yingnan frowned, obviously as worried as Qin Jinyang.

Infectious diseases are the most troublesome.

"My lord, not so much!"

The old man shook his head.

"Which village are you in? Lead the way and I'll go take a look."

Shi Yingnan's expression was solemn.

"I am coming too!"

Qin Jinyang agreed.

"Really...thank you benefactor, thank you to the great benefactor, thank you to the gods."

The old man's eyes were bright, and he subconsciously knelt down and kowtowed.

He didn't have many words in his stomach, and he wanted to bless them all in one breath.

"Brother Qin... it's an infectious disease that can kill people, so don't go."

Shi Yingnan shook his head.

"I have real energy to protect my body, and it seems to be fine, sir. But Brother Shi, you...this body..."

Qin Jinyang looked at Shi Yingnan.

I was really afraid that he would collapse on the way, but Shi Yingnan was a doctor, so he was really unexpected.

"A dying person will always have a skeleton wherever he dies. It doesn't matter."

Shi Yingnan signaled the old man to stand up and asked him to lead the way.

…

Qin Jinyang hired a carriage.

The old man rested in the carriage with the little girl.

Qin Jinyang was driving, and Shi Yingnan was sitting next to him.

The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing. It's a good weather.

"Brother Shi, it's quite a distance to Niujiagou. You've been walking for so long, what about Senior Sister Xue?"

Qin Jinyang was chatting on the road.

"Hahaha, although I admire your senior sister, I can't get tired of being together every day... No matter how much you like someone, you will get bored when you get tired of them."

Shi Yingnan smiled.

Speaking of which, after my feelings dissipated, it seemed that I hadn't missed Xue Bingbing for a long time.

"Brother Qin, I have something to ask you!"

Shi Yingnan thought for a while and then said.

"Just ask!"

Qin Jinyang said.

"The day you left the villa, your Senior Sister Xue didn't see you off. Do you blame her?"

Shi Yingnan asked.

"Haha, there's no point in complaining. I'm not that small-minded... But to be honest, I feel a little regretful and a little disappointed. After all, I think we are as close as siblings!"

"I'm just gone, not dead, and we will meet again in the future! Although we are no longer senior sisters and junior brothers, we are still good friends."

Qin Jinyang thought for a moment and then added.

In front of any reason, he had no reason to blame Xue Bingbing.

But thinking about Xu Yuansheng's casual words, causing Xue Bingbing to turn around and go back, such a gap in importance is always uncomfortable.

In terms of relationship, Wang Zhongqi and Li Anshu only met each other on a casual basis. They only received a little favor from him and then resolutely came out to send him off.

Feng Duoying and the others won't mention it.

There is also Shi Chongfeng, who even bets his future and insists on seeking justice for himself.

Everyone will offend Yan Jingfei.

They are not stupid, and they also know that their life in the villa will not be easy in the future.

But, this is love!

But if everything is calculated, feelings will not be so precious.

Qin Jinyang is not a sage.

He wants to be kind to his friends, and he definitely wants his friends to be kind to him as well.

Everyone has a fragile side in their heart. When being abandoned by the whole world, who doesn’t want friends to stand by their side?

Those weak temperatures can dispel all the cold.

"Lost! Yes...lost! I can understand you!"

Shi Yingnan patted Qin Jinyang on the shoulder.

It turns out that Qin Jinyang regarded Xue Bingbing as his sister.

well!

"By the way, Brother Shi, I heard that you are weak and tired from walking, but I see that you are in high spirits, you..."

Qin Jinyang changed the topic, worried that Shi Yingnan had some health problems, after all, the journey was not close.

Wow!

Shi Yingnan pulled open his robe.

There are many talismans attached to his body.

"Analgesic charm, soft voice charm, restart charm...all kinds of charms..."

Shi Yingnan smiled.

"That's it, Brother Shi, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Jinyang admired him deeply.

…

The two of them traveled all over the world, chatting randomly.

Shi Yingnan found that Qin Jinyang was more interesting than what Xue Bingbing said.

Qin Jinyang also felt that Shi Yingnan was a good friend.

"Brother Shi, by the way...what is the deal between your father and the village owner? I'm just out of curiosity. If it's not convenient for me to tell you, just pretend I didn't ask."

Qin Jinyang asked curiously.

"Haha, it's not really a secret."

"The content of the transaction is my corpse... By some chance when I was young, something went wrong with my body... If I can die peacefully and purify my bones before I die, these bones will be the secret medicine..."

"I can promote Xu Wenqing's bones to the white jade level."

Shi Yingnan smiled calmly.

"Skeletons?"

Qin Jinyang's scalp was numb: "Brother Shi, what are your bones?"

Shi Yingnan looked at the sunset and smiled:

"I have no talent... white jade bones!"