Volume 1: Martial World Chapter 28: The Two Girls

  As soon as the woman spoke, Ye Wen knew he had been misunderstood. It seemed that he was mistaken for a malicious person who came to collect debts on purpose. "I don't look that fierce, do I?"

  Just as he was about to explain, the woman in front of him stumbled and almost fell over. He quickly stretched out his hand to support her, then explained his purpose: "I've come to deliver a letter!"

  Before he could even finish speaking, a clear and youthful voice came from behind him, followed closely by the whistling sound of a blunt object cutting through the air.

  Ye Wen didn't even turn around, and judged that this attack was aimed directly at his calf. He immediately jumped up and simultaneously dodged backwards to avoid the sneak attack.

  This set of movements was done very smoothly, and with Ye Wen's attempts over the past few days, he gradually gained a deeper understanding of the use of internal energy, so this dodging movement was done in a smooth and effortless manner, just right.

  He just didn't notice that his surroundings weren't suitable for such a cool move, so after jumping up, although he made a bowing motion, he still couldn't avoid having an intimate contact with the ceiling.

  Covering his sore head, Ye Wen saw who the person was that had snuck up on him - it was a child of about 5 or 6 years old. The child's face was so dirty that you couldn't see what they looked like, but their big, sparkling eyes left a deep impression. If Ye Wen wasn't filled with anger and wariness, he might have thought the child was kind of cute.

  "Is this the woman's child? He's so small!"

  At that time, women, especially those from ordinary people's families, aged particularly quickly due to their hard work and struggle for a living. If they didn't mention it themselves, Ye Wen would never have guessed how old they actually were.

  Just like the one in front of her, possibly due to the hardships and labor of these days, if you just look at her face, she might even look a few years older than Zhao Shu, where can you tell that she is Zhao Shu's younger sister? So, although Ye Wen was surprised that her child was so young, he quickly figured out the key inside.

  At this time, the child used his small hands to support his mother, and then used his not very tall body to protect his mother behind him. He deliberately made a fierce expression and said: "Don't you dare bully my mom!"

  The little guy may not be big, but he has an astonishing aura. Ye Wen even believes that if he really wanted to do something to the child's mother, this little thing would actually rush up and fight with him to the death.

  However, he didn't come to be a villain, nor did he have any interest in being misunderstood as one. Moreover, just now he bumped his head for this reason, so now he urgently wants to get rid of this terrible state.

  "If we keep misunderstanding each other, who knows what kind of bad luck will happen!"

  He found that nothing good had happened since he came down from the mountain, first encountering Xu Xian's affairs.

  It was originally just a matter of making some money by escorting a caravan, but unexpectedly, the person he was supposed to protect turned out to be someone who had been planning to escape all along. The person he was supposed to protect became someone who could run away at any moment, and if he wasn't careful, that little guy would disappear without a trace. To make matters worse, this little guy's martial arts skills were not inferior to his own, and his specialty was lightness kung fu. What's even more terrible is that no one else knows about this situation except for himself.

  Then help the people in their own village send a letter home, but they were treated as evil debt collectors by other people's children. Look at that kid who just used what to sneak up on himself? It was actually a wooden stick as thick as a small arm. If he had really hit him hard, even if it was a child who did it, he probably wouldn't have been okay either.

  "I'm not a bad person, I just help people deliver messages!" Ye Wen reiterated his identity and took out the letter from his bosom once again.

  Only the little girl in front of her still didn't trust herself, fortunately, the child's mother spoke up at this time: "Are you from Shushan County? Are you delivering a message for my sister?"

  Ye Wen hastily nodded, at the same time stretching out his hand to pass over the letter. Just as he had taken a few steps forward, that little kid jumped over and snatched the letter away, continuing to guardedly stare at him - this child still didn't trust him.

  The woman took the letter from her child, looked at it for a while and finally confirmed that this letter was indeed sent by her sister. She then spoke to Ye Wen in a few words, roughly understanding her sister's situation. Afterwards, she said with a helpless expression: "No wonder my sister misses me, I didn't expect that I have been so late in writing to my sister for so long!" After finishing speaking, she coughed several times again. Ye Wen even saw the woman coughing out blood, but the woman immediately wiped it away secretly without letting her child see.

  Seeing all this, Ye Wen furrowed his brow again, and at the same time, he felt that although he had come into the house, it didn't feel much different from outside.

  As the year-end approached, it was already very cold. Pingzhou, located in the north, was even colder and could be life-threatening. Although he lived on a mountain in the Shushan School, he had a warm and comfortable life due to the heating system and other small luxuries. After leaving the mountain, he also didn't fear the severe cold because of his slight achievements in internal skills.

  But for ordinary people, winter is a fatal season. How to spend the winter is always a headache problem for an ordinary citizen.

  Looking at this house, Ye Wen could feel the wind blowing in from outside even when he was standing inside, and there were more than one place where the wind was leaking. The woman's clothes were not thick either, and with her serious illness, it seemed that the situation of this family was even more severe than what the old lady had said.

  When she heard her mother coughing, the little child finally lost interest in Ye Wen and turned around to help her mother pat her back. Then, from her own arms, she took out a cloth package, carefully opened it, and took out the steamed bun that was still slightly warm inside, saying: "Mother, eat something! You'll feel better after eating!"

  But who would have thought that the woman's face changed as soon as she saw the steamed bun, and she shouted sternly: "Where did it come from?" She knew what was going on in her own home, let alone white steamed buns, even a simple bun couldn't be afforded. Her own child was still so young and couldn't possibly have any way of making money, the only possibility was that it was stolen.

  That little child seemed to know that he had done something wrong. When his mother scolded him, he cried and said: "Mother, you haven't eaten anything for three days, please eat a bit!"

  The woman was about to continue scolding, but as soon as she got angry, she felt something stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down, and even breathing wasn't so smooth. In just a blink of an eye, her face, which had been as pale as gold paper, turned into a dark red, and her mouth made several meaningless "huh, huh" sounds.

  Ye Wen knew something was wrong at a glance, and rushed over in a few steps. He patted the woman's back with his hand, then carefully transferred a few strands of internal energy using the Quanzhen Heart Method. Suddenly, the woman let out a loud "Wah!" and spat out a large amount of filthy substances, which were black and red all over the place. In an instant, the broken-down house was filled with a foul odor.

  "Mother, are you okay? Mother! What's wrong?" The little boy didn't know what was wrong with his mother, he just cried nonstop beside her, still holding the steamed bun in his hand. In the little boy's heart, maybe if his mother could eat something properly, she would get better.

  Just as Ye Wen had just transferred his internal energy to her, he realized that the woman was already in a state of exhaustion, with her body's condition being extremely poor, almost indistinguishable from that of a dead person.

  If it were an ordinary person, they would have probably kicked the bucket and gone to heaven long ago. But this woman was still stubbornly holding on... Glancing at the child crying incoherently beside her, Ye Wen could only shake his head helplessly.

  In this situation, he was also powerless, let alone that he didn't understand the art of Qihuang, even if he did, it was too late. Now he can only do his best to save her life, infuse a thread of internal energy to hold on to the woman's life, and see if she has any last wishes.

  The woman, since spitting out that filthy thing, perhaps already knew her life was not long, so she hugged her child and cried for a while. Then, facing Ye Wen who was supporting herself, she said: "Just now I heard the master's words, Master is the leader of one of the factions my sister joined."

  "In the next generation, I will be the leader of the Shu Shan Sect!" Ye Wen nodded his head, he probably also guessed what this woman was going to say.

  The woman nodded. In fact, she didn't know what the Shu Shan Sect was, as long as she knew that the young man in front of her was the master of a sect and had real power, it was enough. Although she wasn't clear about the strength of this Shu Shan Sect, from her sister's letter saying that she had been doing well in the sect, it should be no problem to keep warm and full.

  She handed it over to her child and pulled him over, then let the child kneel on the ground and shouted: "Give Lord Ye a salute!" It's not clear whether it was the effect of Ye Wengu's internal force in the past or the reflection of light, but the woman's loud voice scared her own child, but the child reacted quickly. When he heard his mother's request, he immediately knelt down and knocked three heads at Ye Wengu, shouting: "I've seen Lord Ye!"

  When she saw her child knock his head, Ye Wen, who was beside her, didn't say anything. The woman finally smiled. She understood that Ye Wen was willing to accept her child, and in this way, she could also feel a little more at ease.

  "This kid is too mischievous and won't do any work, it's better to trouble the master to teach him well. If he does anything wrong in the future, the master can punish him as he sees fit!" The woman didn't expect her child to be accepted as a disciple of the sect, she just hoped that her child could become a sewing apprentice in the Shu Shan Sect and have enough food and clothing."

  Ye Wen naturally also heard, although he didn't let such a small child do what kind of servant's work, but still said: "I'll reflect on it!" He knew that saying too much at this time was useless, and first calming the woman's heart was important.

  At this time, the child, no matter how stupid, could hear what was going on. He cried so hard that he couldn't speak, and just hugged the woman shouting: "Mother doesn't want me anymore? Mother doesn't want me anymore?" At this moment, he didn't care about the bun anymore, and threw it aside with his hand: "I won't steal anything again in the future, mother, don't abandon me!"

  The woman didn't say anything else, Ye Wen also relaxed his hand and gently put it back in its original place. He turned around to face the little boy and said: "Your mother is tired, let her rest well! Don't disturb her."