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God-level skills that have been passed down for thousands of years in the Bingzhou Road Army

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    Ma Si took a few soldiers and moved Hu Xueting's belongings out of the carriage.

    "What are you moving? This carriage is mine!" Hu Xueting squinted at Ma Si, wanting to embezzle her carriage too?

    Ma Si was kind-hearted: "It costs a lot of money to raise a horse, you might as well lend it to the government office, at least save a sum of money for raising a horse."

    Don't think that raising horses is eating wild grass, that's called forage, not just grass!  If there is no pasture, you have to spend money to buy fodder.  Horseshoes, saddles, reins, let's just leave them unused, bugs don't bite, they will never break, horses always get sick, right?  Got money for a vet?  Well, the horse is also made of iron, and it will not get sick for a hundred years. So, it is important to find a nest for the horse?  It also costs money to build a stable.

    The imperial court spent a lot of money to raise horses. If it was easy to raise, horses would have been running around everywhere.

    It's a pity that the government office has never rented horses, otherwise it would be good for everyone to rent horses with money.

    Hu Xueting looked around and shook his head: "This matter is not urgent, we will talk about it in a few days. Maybe I will decide to move."

    Ma Si understands somewhat that this is a dirty and messy environment.

    "If it wasn't for your death and honest blood test, you would be in Zhang Yi's family now." He seriously pointed out Hu Xueting's mistake. If he knew today, why bother.

    Hu Xueting ignored him, and greeted the other soldiers: "Just move the little chicken down, don't worry about the rest."

    A group of soldiers all knew that before the thatched hut was built, they might have to live in a carriage, and they couldn't sleep in a thatched hut without a roof.

    "Let's do it together, let's build a new one." Ma Si is used to it, and every time he sends a newcomer, building a new thatched cottage is basically a fixed process.

    Several soldiers took out their tools and skillfully began to build thatched huts.

    Seeing that Ma Si and the others were busy, a hundred or so children gathered around came over. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy took a step forward and asked sharply, "Where does your father work in the Bingzhou Road?"

    Hu Xueting blinked, and would fight for his father when they met?

    Seeing that Hu Xueting was silent, the boy sneered. It turned out that he was the child of the chief soldier.  Turning around and leaving, a dozen children gave Hu Xueting a disdainful look, and followed the boy away.

    "That's Su Zipeng." A 14-year-old girl stood up and explained, "His father is a high-ranking officer in the army, and those who go with him are all officers' children."

    Ma Si moved slightly, forget it, there is no need to argue with the child about the word "big official".

    "My name is Pan Tongyue, and the rest of us here are the children of ordinary soldiers." The 14-year-old girl smiled, "Su Zipeng and his group will not play with us."

    Hu Xueting blinked, class (class) struggles are everywhere, although she never thought of playing house with little p children and forming a small group, but merging with these little p children is obviously the fastest way to understand this place.

    "Then I am with you!" Hu Xueting shouted excitedly.

    The little boys had no intention of welcoming their new friends at all, they just stared at Hu Xueting and the little girl for a long time, and then slowly dispersed, leaving only that Pan Tongyue.

    "It's okay." The little girl let go of the bamboo basket of chicks that had been blocking her all the time, patted her chest hard, and finally felt relieved, "I thought they were going to snatch my baby."

    Hu Xueting giggled: "My sister will beat anyone who dares to snatch your baby."

    Pan Tongyue approached slowly and said, "Come with me, and I will take you to see Uncle Li who is in charge of meals, and Uncle Sun who is in charge of clothes." The orphanage implements a big pot meal system, and eats at the appointed time every day, and there will be no food if it is late.

    "If you don't know anything, just come to me, I'm with you." Pan Tongyue said meaningfully.

    "Which group?" Hu Xueting asked.

    "A group of unlucky people who were bullied." Pan Tongyue said happily, "I used to be the only unlucky one, but now with the two of you, there are three unlucky ones in the orphanage."

    hair?

    Pan Tongyue explained seriously: "Although we are all children of ordinary soldiers, in fact, we are not a group."

    Hu Xueting understands this. How can it be so rough to divide a small circle? It must be circle after circle until it cannot be divided.

    "In the circle of children of soldiers, the first one is the circle of the same year." The same year does not refer to the same age. This term seriously plagiarizes the definition of the same year in the imperial examination, and refers to the same group of children who entered the orphanage in the same year.

    Hu Xueting nodded, adult Shi Jie was not counted, there were only two Hu family sisters in this batch of orphans.

    "The second circle is the classmate circle." Pan Tongyue continued, "Which military camp does your father belong to?"

    Hu Xueting??Under the great friendship, the chicken farmer was naturally moved and ashamed. He blamed himself for being inhuman, killed the chicken with his own hands, and begged those who begged for the chicken to accept it.

    Then, the chicken farmer would never raise chickens again, or, on a dark and stormy night, the whole family hurriedly left the orphanage in the moonlight and walked into the darkness, leaving only an empty house.  thatched cottage.

    "With our virtues, how can Zhang Yitong value us?" The person who started the conversation sighed.

    Some people nearby were embarrassed and ashamed, while others sneered loudly.

    "I just look down on a stingy person like you!

    We are all from Bingzhou Road, living under the same tile roof, all things belong to everyone, we share the difficulties and share the blessings, if I have chickens and ducks, you can take whatever you want and eat whatever you want!  We are so cool guys, we have no mind, don't know how to care, it's okay to suffer a little loss, it's a blessing to suffer a loss, we are all our own people, whoever suffers a disadvantage takes advantage of it!  Those narrow-minded people who think that eating his chicken is so amazing, bah!  These people are better off!

    Zhang Yitong was also a man before, and I worked my life for him. If I had known that Zhang was actually a narrow-minded man, I would be unlucky in eight lifetimes, and I would never shed a drop of blood for Zhang!  "

    The embarrassing person stopped embarrassing immediately, followed by cursing and smiling happily, only to feel that Zhang Yitong and the narrow-minded person were not men.

    The man who started the conversation listened silently, intending to learn from the previous families. When he left the orphanage, he looked at the empty sleeves and the old woman and young children at home.  Petty."

    "Zhang Yitong doesn't want to see us, because he dislikes the face we give him." Someone said, although Zhang Yitong withheld their money and treated them badly, it is natural for them to show Zhang Yitong the face, but Zhang Yitong's narrow-minded  It's not a man's thing, and he holds the handle in his hand, so he still has to pretend to deal with him for a while now.

    "The next time I see Zhang Yitong, or Ma Si and the others, be more enthusiastic." Some people said that they would not hit the smiling faces, as long as they smiled brightly, Zhang Yitong and Ma Si would give more money.

    In the distance, children's loud terrified cries erupted.

    "What's the matter?" Someone asked casually. Every time there was a new orphan, the group of lively and lovely children in the village would communicate with the new orphan. Most likely this time the trouble was a little bigger.

    "Go and see, Ma Si is still here, don't make too much noise, teach me a lesson!" Someone suggested, in order to show enthusiasm, friendliness, motivation, and loyalty in front of Ma Si and Zhang Yitong.  Wait, no matter what, this time I have to give those children a good meal.

    Many children frantically ran to the depths of the village: "Killed! Killed! The newcomer killed Ding Wenxuan!"

    Ding Dabao's complexion changed drastically, and he ran desperately towards the entrance of the village leaning on a walking stick, but his hands and feet felt weak, and he fell to the ground within a few steps.

    Some people were very sympathetic, and they heard Ding Dabao brag that his son was a Wenqu star and would definitely win the number one prize, but the future number one scholar was killed on the back foot, the blow was too great.

    "I'll carry you!" A man without an arm, with the help of others, put Ding Dabao on his back and ran towards the entrance of the village quickly.

    Along the way, many people who learned that the child had been killed cried loudly, and with the support of others, they stumbled towards the entrance of the village.

    The man with Ding Dabao on his back ran fast. Ding Dabao was on his back, staring blankly at the crying man, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart. It must be your melon boy who dragged down my Wenquxing!  my son!

    Hundreds of people had already surrounded the entrance of the village, but they saw Hu Xueting holding a bloody knife, and Ma Si and others looked at Hu Xueting in embarrassment, but no one moved forward recklessly.

    Ding Dabao struggled to get off the armless man's back, and crawled to Ding Wenxuan's side, hoarsely: "My son"

    "Whoosh!" Ding Wenxuan, who had been lying on the ground without making a sound for a long time, turned over quickly, hid behind Ding Dabao, pointed at Hu Xueting and cursed: "Father! This woman is crazy, she wants to hack me to death!"

    "Swish, whoosh, whoosh!" The other dozen teenagers who fell to the ground got up and hid behind their family members like a comet hitting the moon.

    "Mom! I was hacked and I was about to die!"

    "Grandpa! I'm in so much pain!"

    "Mom! Help me!"

    Ding Dabao anxiously checked Ding Wenxuan's injury. Although the wound was long and shallow, the bleeding was even less, but it had stopped.

    Hu Xueting slashed at the enemy's chest, but unfortunately the original body was too weak and was covered in injuries. It looked fierce, but its combat power was actually only 1.

    It was the first time that Ding Wenxuan and his partners faced real swords and guns, and they overestimated the injuries on their bodies and Hu Xueting's fighting power a hundred times.  The Bingzhou Dao Army's special skill, successfully activated the god-level skill, the defense power increased by 0, and the survival possibility increased by 10,000.

    This god-level skill that has been passed down for a long time in the Bingzhou Taoist Army is called "playing dead".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Considering the injuries on his body and Hu Xueting's fighting strength, he believed that life and death could only happen in an instant, and immediately remembered the unique skill of the Bingzhou Dao Army that has been passed down in the orphanage for a long time. He successfully activated the god-level skill, his defense power increased by 0, and he survived.  Possibly add 10000.

    This god-level skill that has been passed down for a long time in the Bingzhou Taoist Army is called "playing dead".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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