The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

June.

The sun was scorching and there was a severe drought in Cangzhou.

Natural disasters are often accompanied by man-made disasters. I saw streams drying up and ancient wells drying up. Without a heavy rain, the fields would be barren. In order to make a living, people often sold their children.

Huang Feng's family of five had ten acres of fertile land. But his grandfather was arrogant when he was young, and was persuaded to go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts, saying that he wanted to fight for a better future.

He sold all his family property, but in the end he did not learn anything. In desperation, he could only become a tenant farmer of the landlord, and finally died in depression.

Practicing martial arts requires talent, understanding, and huge financial resources.

It was a pipe dream for ordinary people to achieve success in martial arts. His grandfather must have been set up by someone for the sake of their family's ten acres of fertile land.

At this point, even if they realized it, it would be useless. It was written in black and white, and it was clear that it could not be undone.

Of course, Huang Feng didn't care about this matter.

The damn God hadn't rained for two or three months, and it was midsummer, the sun was scorching, and the crops in the fields couldn't grow. His father had captured him and was going to sell him to a wealthy family as a slave.

I heard that servants in wealthy families would be beaten half to death from time to time, and worse still, they would be beaten to death and then thrown into a mass grave.

How could Huang Feng be willing to do such a dangerous thing? He struggled desperately, trying to escape. However, his father had already tied his hands and feet, and he remained indifferent despite his desperate screams.

The wailing lasted all night, filling the entire village. No one came to help, as if they hadn't heard it. It wasn't until dawn that a ray of sunlight pierced through the endless darkness, and the miserable wailing stopped.

After a few breaths, a woman's voice was heard in the room.

"Boss, has Feng'er gotten into trouble? Go out and take a look."

Hearing the wailing was heartbreaking, and it was even more heartbreaking after the sound disappeared.

In the dim light, the man's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had not slept all night. Hearing this, he slowly stood up, his mind was shaken, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Boss, are you okay?"

The woman came over to support him. He was the mainstay of the family. If he fell, the whole family would die. And it was a year of severe drought, which made it even more miserable.

"I'm fine!" The man calmed himself down and replied in a deep voice.

Then he turned around to look at his wife and children, tears flashed in his eyes, and he quickly turned his head away. He walked to the door in two or three steps and pushed open the low wooden door. Seeing the sunset in the sky, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

In the courtyard, there was a young boy, not very tall and very thin. He was tied to a jujube tree, with his hands tied behind his back and his feet also wrapped in linen, unable to move at all.

Huang Feng, his eldest son, was three months and five days away from turning fifteen. He was always smart, nimble, and a good worker.

Unfortunately, this damn world really makes people feel helpless.

There is no food left at home, the crops in the fields are about to fail, and the wild vegetables in the mountains have been picked up. All we can do now is eat tree bark.

There is no problem for the couple, but the two children may not be able to bear it and may very likely starve to death.

The second son, Huang Lei, is eleven and a half years old this year. The youngest daughter, Huang Yu, just turned seven this year.

A few days ago, he heard that Baicaotang was recruiting a group of medicine servants, and each of them would be given ten taels of silver as long as they were willing to sign their names.

Ten taels of silver!

In the eyes of some wealthy families, it was nothing, but for him, it was enough to cope with this disaster year. Besides, Baicaotang had always had a good reputation and rarely beat or killed slaves at will.

He has already agreed with Baicaotang that people from Baicaotang will come over early this morning.

One hand hands over the money, the other hand hands over the person. Sign and seal, no more worries.

at this time.

It was still a little dark outside, and it was hard to see clearly. Indistinctly, Huang Feng seemed to have closed his eyes, and there was no movement at all.

Did something really happen?

The man took two steps at a time and soon came to the boy. He looked at him carefully and then put his rough fingers to the tip of the boy's nose.

Hey!

The boy's eyes opened instantly, and a gleam of light flashed, like a bolt of lightning striking the man's mind.

This……

The man was stunned for a moment, his body stiffened, and he forgot to retract his raised finger.

At this time.

The boy's eyes were as clear as water. After a moment, he muttered to himself, "Could that recipe be fake? It brought me here? I really can't listen to the false information on the Internet. I was careless."

The secret that is hard to tell must be cut off to achieve permanent cure.

How many people in the world can do this?

Huang Feng thought he couldn't do it, and he consulted many famous doctors, but he still couldn't regain his strength. In desperation, he found a prescription on the Internet, and a decoction of medicine was used to make it here, which really worked in one step.

"Sigh~"

"Huang Dashan, why don't you let me go? If anything happens to me, I will never forgive you!"

Huang Dashan just woke up from his dream when he heard the boy's roar. After calming down, he looked up and down again. Then he returned to the thatched cottage without saying a word.

"squeak!"

The tattered wooden door was closed, and only the breeze was whistling and hitting the old windows.

hiss~

This guy is really going to sell him out! It's the end of him! It's a complete disaster. Is there anyone worse off than him?

"Hey!"

"Let me go!"

"Huang Dashan, let me go! Liang Caihua, let me go!"

"........."

He called out several times, but there was no response. He was exhausted and had no strength to struggle.

have to.

So be it.

The worst that can happen is another death. Sometimes you just have to get used to it.

About half an hour later, the sun was high in the sky and the weather was getting hotter. The villagers outside the house had already gone out, looked over here hurriedly, then lowered their heads and walked out of the village. They didn't stop for a moment, and didn't say anything.

Nothing to say!

If you want to blame someone, blame the world. If you want to blame someone, blame the drought.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, who would be willing to give their own flesh and blood to others as slaves? Maybe in some time, they will have to do the same. Everyone is the same. What is there to say?

"Ta-ta..."

There were footsteps at the door, and then someone was heard shouting.

"Huang Dashan, here I come!"

After that, a burly man pushed open the fence and strode in. His steps were steady, as if he had some martial arts experience.

"squeak!"

The wooden door was pushed open again, and Huang Dashan walked out with a stiff smile on his face, which was uglier than crying. He walked in two or three steps and came to the strong man to salute.

"Sir, this is my eldest son: Huang Feng, he has always been smart and clever."

"besides……"

"This one……"

It was already not easy for a farmer to compose two lines of words in a dream, let alone to be unable to utter a single word.

"Alright, alright! Stop talking!"

The sturdy man immediately waved his hand to interrupt. He was in no mood to listen, nor did he have time to waste here. He came to Huang Feng, looked him up and down, pinched his muscles and bones, and nodded slightly.

not bad!

At this moment, the strong man looked into his eyes, which were as clear as water, like a pair of pearls. Facing the strong man's fierce eyes, he did not show any weakness, did not dodge at all, and remained calm as water.

hiss~

unusual!

He is a little troublemaker. But no matter what kind of troublemaker he is, once he arrives at Baicaotang, he will become a little sheep.

"That's right! Your son is worth ten taels of silver!"

The sturdy man took out a silver ingot from his pocket and threw it over. Huang Dashan immediately caught it with both hands, not daring to be careless.

"Thank you, sir!"

The sturdy man took out another piece of paper from his arms. From a distance, there were three big words on it, and below them were some densely packed small words.

The handwriting was somewhat similar to official script. Huang Feng guessed that it was the three words "sell indenture".

"Sir, I can't read and I can't write." Huang Dashan said with a simple and honest look on his face.

"Nothing!" the strong man replied casually.

"You just need to draw a circle and make a handprint."

He took out a brush and a red ink pad from his arms, and it seemed that he was quite proficient in his work.

Huang Dashan drew a circle and pressed his handprint. Then he untied the hemp rope on Huang Feng's body.

Call ~

Huang Feng took a deep breath and looked straight at Huang Dashan, making Huang Dashan's scalp tingle.

There were no words, no hysteria, but it was deafening.

After a long time, Huang Feng leaned against the jujube tree and said faintly, "Pour me a glass of water!"

"it is good!"

Huang Dashan responded and turned back to the house. After a while, he came to Huang Feng with a bowl full of holes and some turbid water.

Drink it all in one gulp!

A little bitter.

Huang Feng wanted to smash the bowl several times, but finally gave up the idea. This was the best bowl in their family.

After drinking a bowl of water, he regained some energy. After handing over the broken bowl, Huang Feng turned and walked out of the yard, saying casually, "Let's go!"

Yo!

The sturdy man was shocked and a little unbelievable. Normally, the child would struggle hard, but he had to use some tricks to make him behave. Unexpectedly, this person wanted to leave immediately and was even more anxious than him.

Unusual! Mature!

Without much thought, the strong man, who had martial arts skills, caught up with Huang Feng in three or two steps. The two walked out of the village and soon disappeared.

Huang Dashan chased them all the way to the village entrance until they disappeared from his sight. After an unknown amount of time, he returned in despair.