Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

That night, the prison of the prefect of Xiangyi Prefecture was attacked.

Eighteen black riders broke into the prison at night, rescued two key prisoners in the prison, and released the other prisoners in the prison.

The prefect Shen Wansheng arranged in time to capture half of the prisoners who were released from the prison, and the rest were killed on the spot.

However, the two key criminals who were imprisoned in the prison disappeared.

Shen Wansheng wrote a memorial overnight and traveled 800 miles to the capital in a hurry.

"Okay, the corpses are all burned, and the ashes are all raised!"

After Shen Wansheng stabilized the order of the mansion, he let people dispose of the bodies of Xu Yuanzun and the old manager of the Xu mansion together with the bodies of the executed prisoners.

Bone to ashes!

As Shen Wansheng said, he was never a good person.

Shen Wansheng, who has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, has long understood a truth, no matter what the world is, good people always suffer.

In the territory of the Tang Dynasty, although it is not a golden belt for murder and arson, there are no corpses in the construction of roads and bridges. But locally, the days of good people are really sad.

Therefore, Shen Wansheng's positioning for himself is not to be a good person.

He doesn't do evil, he can do whatever he can, and he will still do good and accumulate virtue, and benefit the people.

But if anyone wanted to target him, he would definitely be hit back with the fiercest force.

Maybe Xu Yuanzun was really a fool, or maybe he was a scheming ghost who pretended to be a pig and eats a tiger, but Shen Wansheng was not in the mood to guess.

To deal with this potential threat, he has always been quick and direct to solve the problem at the root.

People are dead, and no matter what trouble there is, it is no longer trouble in the end.

...

Old Master Xu didn't know that the threat against him had been temporarily cut off by his second sworn brother, and he was training his three sons at the moment.

"Third, why are your legs shaking?"

"Stand on for me, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Boss, keep your gun high, the flat gun, the flat gun, how did I teach you?"

"You two are very smart, why are you stupider than the second child at this time?"

"Dad, did you call me just now?"

Xu Lao Er, who was focusing on gun practice, vaguely heard his father calling him, and immediately turned his head to look over.

Mr. Xu glared at him and said, "Concentrate on practicing guns, you are holding guns, not fire sticks!"

"You need to stab, pick, sweep, not smash!"

"Smash, smash, smash, what gun do you use, you go with a stick!"

...

The irritable old man Xu really hated that iron could not become steel, and wished that he could return all three of his sons to the furnace for rebuilding.

Fubao sat on a mat not far away, watching his father train her three brothers attentively. Every time he sees a wonderful move, Fubao will wave his hand in a decent manner.

At the moment, Fu Bao really has a gun in his hand, made of withered corn stalks.

Fu Bao took the corn and oranges, clumsily learning the peerless magic of his father.

Not far away, Uncle Lu looked at Fu Bao with a smile.

Uncle Lu, who came with Zuoqiu's letter, became a member of the old Xu family after having a fight with Mr. Xu, and he was Mr. Xu's master.

That's right, Mr. Xu, who claims to be outstanding in martial arts, was rubbed against the ground by Uncle Lu.

After making sure that he couldn't beat Uncle Lu at all, Mr. Xu shamelessly bowed his head and wanted to worship Uncle Lu as his teacher.

In order to achieve the purpose of worshipping Uncle Lu as a teacher, Laozi Xu really had no lower limit, and even pulled the three elder brothers Xu, and asked the three brothers to call Uncle Lu the master.

Uncle Lu seemed to be defeated by Mr. Xu's thick skin. In the end, he could only accept a large number of disciples of Mr. Xu's age. Well, they were only named disciples.

On the other hand, Fu Bao was accepted by Uncle Lu on behalf of his apprentice and became his recognized apprentice and grandson.

This made Mr. Xu doubt his life for a while. A martial arts prodigy like him, a master of his own marksmanship, could not even be in the eyes of his master. Instead, it was his family's blessing that was actually favored.

Fubao was originally skeptical of Uncle Lu's kung fu, but after Uncle Lu casually showed off his ability to pick leaves and wear stones, Fubao recognized the master.

Picking leaves and wearing stones, isn't this the way that flying leaves and flowers take people's lives in martial arts novels?

Thanks to her, she always thought that this world was only a low martial arts world. After a long time, it might be a middle martial arts world or a high martial arts world.

As for cultivating immortals, Fubao felt that the possibility was basically zero.

If there are really gods, then the old turtle and the giant mussel in her family must have become fine, so how could they be caught by her brothers?

Unfortunately, Fu Bao did not dare to ask Uncle Lu too much about martial arts.

She is a little baby, and she is already a child prodigy. If he behaved a little more mysteriously, he might be targeted by others.

Therefore, you must be careful, and be a baby for two years first, and then you can ask questions when you can practice the exercises.

After Mr. Xu had finished training his three sons, it was his turn to be trained.

Uncle Lu didn't teach Old Man Xu's moves. According to Uncle Lu, Old Man Xu's moves were already very delicate, and he was only a little bit less comprehensible from the realm of being clever and clumsy.

And this step, can only rely on personal comprehension.

What Uncle Lu taught Old Master Xu was the breathing method, which could also be called the breathing method.

In the words of Uncle Lu, this is the Taoist method of longevity.

But in Fubao's view, he always felt that what Uncle Lu taught her father was the legendary internal skills.

Inner strength, in martial arts novels, is a very magical thing.

For example, in Master Jin's Legend of the Condor Heroes, the hero Guo Jing and Guo Daxia were like two fools in the beginning.

When he was later taught the Quanzhen Sect's inner strength and mind method, it really took off.

Therefore, when Uncle Lu taught his father this breathing method, Fu Bao listened attentively. When no one paid attention to her, she would follow suit.

After such a few days, Fubao was pleasantly surprised to find that he could crawl, and he could crawl very fast.

"I am a great achievement!"

Fu Bao felt that he could now be called a heifer flying on a plane.

After discovering that he could run around, Fubao did not run around like ordinary children, but still obediently watched his brothers get trained on the mat every day.

...

Days passed, but it still didn't rain.

The water flow of the Peach Blossom River has almost stopped.

The big fish in the river couldn't hide, and one by one they became people's belly Chinese food.

Because wells have been drilled in every village, despite the drought, the people can still persevere.

The crops in the field, except sweet potatoes with higher drought tolerance, are basically dead.

It was at this time that an official in the county came down and announced that this year's dragon boat race would be held as usual.

All participating villages, each household in each village will receive 200 catties of millet.