'Practice the Huo family's marksmanship completely once, and gain proficiency +5. '

'Practice the Huo family's marksmanship completely once, and gain proficiency +5. '

'Successfully practice the Huo family's marksmanship once, and gain proficiency +1. '

Shen Ling didn't notice Huo Lao's eyes, but was just practicing silently.

In the past two months, due to too many things, the time he allocated to practice has become shorter and shorter, so he hasn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

For Shen Ling, practicing is very happy.

Especially when watching the proficiency rise little by little, this kind of happiness will be doubled.

After a while, Shen Ling slowly put away the wooden stick and opened his eyes.

The Huo family's marksmanship has officially entered the first level.

at this time.

Huo Lao was correcting other young and strong postures, his tone was a little irritable, and his voice was a little louder.

Shen Ling walked out of the South Square slowly.

Don't bother those young adults who are practicing.

actually.

Shen Ling also thought about riding a horse, galloping recklessly between the fields and grasslands, feeling the wind passing by, feeling the unbridled freedom.

However, this easy thing to do was completely ruined after Huniu's arrival.

He can only ride a tiger now.

Can't ride a horse.

When Shen Ling returned to his house, a strong wind suddenly blew past.

Looking at the sky, Shen Ling couldn't help sighing:

The weather is getting colder and colder now, if he hadn't become a warrior, he would definitely have a cold.

Sitting in the courtyard, Shen Ling felt a little bored.

He has been busy all the time, and when he was finally free, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The Pudao team has Da Zhuang, and there is Huo Lao in a thousand soldiers.

The village is managed by an old village chief.

Everything is thriving, and even the bandits and robbers who could come over at any time in the past no longer exist on the green hills.

Forget it, let's practice!

Shen Ling took a deep breath, and then pulled out the black knife.

‘Completely practice the mountain knife method once, and get +5 in quantity. '

"Perfectly practice the mountain knife technique once, and gain proficiency +10."

"Completely practice the mountain knife technique once, and gain proficiency +5."

...

Shen Ling was practicing his own skills, but Da Zhuang knocked on Shen Ling's courtyard door.

"My lord, are you there?"

Shen Ling looked towards the door and said softly, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Da Zhuang whispered: "Something happened to the village chief."

problem occurs?

Hearing this sentence, Shen Ling was shocked.

He hurriedly led Da Zhuang towards the old village chief's house, and there were already circles of people there.

There were bursts of crying.

For the group of people who have been in the village from the very beginning, the old village head is a relative.

Now, the old village chief couldn't stand up anymore.

"Step aside!"

Shen Ling pushed aside the villagers blocking the way, and walked directly into the old village head's house.

He looked at the old village chief who was lying on the bed, he held the old village chief's hand directly, and began to send the power of longevity into his body.

But……

The current body of the old village chief is like a jar with air leaks everywhere, and the internal energy of longevity cannot stay in the old village chief's body at all.

The old village chief looked at Shen Ling and smiled: "My lord, don't waste your efforts."

"The old man is seventy-three, and it's time to go."

Shen Ling held the hand of the old village head, his eyes were slightly red: "You are only seventy-three, you are not very old."

"Can you live a little longer?"

The old village head shook his head, and said softly: "In my life, there is nothing worthy of praise. I am very satisfied to see the village develop like this before I die."

"After I go,

Please invite Mr. Yang to be the village head. He is knowledgeable and has seen a lot, and he will definitely help you in the future. "

"Looking at you, I think of my grandson."

"Unfortunately, I can't see it."

The old village chief covered Shen Ling's with his other hand, with a smile on his face.

Shen Ling gritted his teeth, as a man, he didn't want to show his vulnerable side.

However, there were still two teardrops rolling down his face.

"Today, you can treat me as your grandson."

With reddish eyes, Shen Ling held the old village head's hand tightly, and said slowly.

The old village chief smiled kindly.

I died.

"farewell!"

Shen Ling wiped his eyes and covered the old village head with the quilt.

He looked at Da Zhuang, and said softly: "Arrange it, we will be buried in three days!"

"Yes."

With red eyes, Da Zhuang nodded.

He was born and raised in a rural village, and he has always had a good relationship with the old village chief.

Wiping away his tears, Da Zhuang walked out of the room.

In a flash, three days passed.

Shen Ling got up early and made all the preparations.

Burial!

...

The old village head left.

The post of village head was thus vacated.

All of a sudden, things big and small in the village got into some trouble.

Without the coordination and decision-making of the village chief, some things cannot be decided.

"Mr. Yang."

In the afternoon, Shen Ling visited the academy in the village.

Yang Jian, who was cleaning the courtyard, looked at Shen Ling's red eyes, and wanted to say something, but kept silent.

Soon, Yang Jian said softly: "Mr. Shen, please come in."

Shen Ling walked into the academy, looked at Yang Jian and said in a deep voice, "I'm here this time because I want to discuss something with Mr. Yang."

Yang Jian looked at Shen Ling and said softly, "Say it."

Shen Ling said slowly: "I hope you, Mr. Yang, can take over the post of village head in Dian Village, although this position is very low, very busy, and has no power."

For Shen Ling, this matter was actually a bit difficult to talk about.

After all, Yang Jian's family was entrusted by Miss Qin to resettle them, and they did not belong to the villagers.

In addition, Yang Jian was a high-ranking state shepherd of Chongzhou not long ago, and now he wants the former state shepherd to become a village head.

This may seem a bit fanciful.

Yang Jian looked at Shen Ling and smiled: "To tell you the truth, I don't want to be an official anymore. Now I teach and clean the academy every day, and I feel quite at ease."

Shen Ling was a little silent.

Although he knew that the possibility was not high, he was still a little disappointed when he got the result now.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian said softly: "How about this, I will take the post of village chief temporarily, and after Mr. Shen finds a suitable candidate, the old man will let him out."

Shen Ling looked at Yang Jian, nodded and said, "Then thank you Mr. Yang."

Shen Ling was a little surprised by Yang Jian's answer.

After Shen Ling left, a woman quietly poked her head inside the academy.

The woman walked up to Yang Jianjian and said softly: "Father, didn't you say you would no longer be an official? Why did you promise Mr. Shen?"

Yang Jian sighed: "I'm helping Mr. Shen."

"Help?" Yang Yun was full of doubts.

Yang Jian looked at Yang Yun, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you have been secretly paying attention to Mr. Shen, didn't you realize that he is in trouble now?"

Listening to Yang Jian's words, Yang Yun became even more puzzled.

Yang Jian looked into the distance: "How should I put it, you just need to know that I accepted Mr. Shen's invitation to repay him."

"After all, he saved your life!"

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