Fantasy: Sword Immortal Starts by Raising Four Children, Unrivaled in the World

[Swordsmanship + Easygoing Daily Life + Raising Kids + Strategy + Dynastic Struggle + Single Female Lead + Hot-blooded] This book is also known as: [Weak Introduction, Click Main Text for Content] ...

Volume 1, Chapter 3 The whole family goes on a long journey.

Volume 1, Chapter 3 The whole family goes on a long journey.

The meal is ready, let’s get started.

Today's meal consists of three dishes and one soup, but no meat.

Four people sat at the dinner table, but no one picked up their chopsticks.

Ye Tingmu sat down, looking at the food, his brows slightly frowned.

Qingfeng whispered, "Brother, we haven't eaten meat for a long time. When can we get some meat? Look, I've lost weight in the past two days."

Jinghong quickly agreed.

"Yes, if we add some wine, it will be wonderful."

Ye Tingmu heard this and his brows twitched. He picked up the chopsticks and hit both of them on the head with great speed.

“Ouch~”

"Oops~"

He glared at Qingfeng.

"Don't you know what's wrong with you? You're already fat as a ball, but you're still thin."

Qingfeng rubbed his head and said weakly, "I used to be evenly fat, but I have indeed lost a little weight in the past few days."

When~

Ye Tingmu took out his chopsticks again, still at a very fast speed, leaving a trail of afterimage.

"Tell me, besides your hair, where else are you thin?"

Qingfeng quickly closed his mouth and said nothing.

Ye Tingmu looked at Jinghong standing aside again.

"And you, you're only a few years old, and you're already thinking about drinking. I haven't even dealt with you for wetting the bed this morning."

Ye Jinghong puffed his cheeks and also lowered his proud little head.

This scene made the people watching the game smile.

Ye Tingmu said unhappily: "Can't you two learn to watch chess, so that I can save some trouble."

The two of them lowered their heads, looking aggrieved.

Ye Tingmu took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's eat."

Following his order, the four of them started eating.

Qingfeng bent down, took out a large iron basin from under the table and placed it on the table.

Seeing this, the pupils of the other people constricted and they picked up the food on their plates at an extremely fast speed.

Even Guanqi, who was always well-behaved and obedient, picked up a plate and poured food into the bowl.

For a moment, the whole kitchen was filled with the sound of plates and chopsticks colliding.

Looking at this scene, Qingfeng's face suddenly changed.

"Leave some for me."

Sweep away everything in its path.

In less than half a minute, Ye Tingmu stood up first and burped.

"We're full. As usual, whoever is slow will wash the dishes."

Feng He followed closely behind.

"I'm full too."

Guanqi also put down his bowl and chopsticks, smiled and nodded.

After a while, Jinghong also came out, picking her teeth with an oversized toothpick in her hand.

Only Qingfeng was left, sitting blankly at the table.

The vegetable plate was empty at this time, with only a few vegetable leaves left on the soup plate.

After counting carefully, there are three of them.

Qingfeng looked at the iron basin in his hand, and the fragrance suddenly disappeared.

He silently put down the iron basin.

He picked up the plate on the table and licked it, then ran over to pick up the rice bucket and carefully placed the three leaves from the soup plate on the rice bucket.

I ate it directly with a spoon.

The Ye family had five kilograms of rice for each meal, and Qingfeng took four and a half kilograms for himself.

He grumbled as he ate.

"Woo woo, I can't use the basin next time. It's too much of a hindrance."

He was regretting that he shouldn't have taken the basin and missed the opportunity. Normally, he could have made some soup, but today he had to change the basin and could only lick the plate.

But this did not affect his enjoyment of eating at all.

Although this child can eat a lot, there is one good thing about him: he is not picky about food.

After breakfast, they started packing their luggage.

Ye Tingmu came to the cowshed.

While pouring the grass in, he said:

"Lao Hei, eat more, we have a long journey today."

"Mou~"

"Oh, there's nothing I can do. Qingfeng eats too much. I need to make money."

"Moo~"

"What you said is true. Qingfeng is not picky about food, but he doesn't eat grass either."

"Moo~"

Hearing this, he turned his head and saw Qingfeng coming towards him with a piece of tender grass in his hand, which he was putting into his mouth and chewing with relish.

"Uh. Just ignore what I said."

"Moo~"

Soon the breeze came to his side.

He said naively, "Brother, this grass is so sweet."

Ye Tingmu was frowning. He turned around, knelt on one knee, and held his arms with both hands.

He said earnestly: "Old Third, when you eat grass, have you ever considered Dahei's feelings?"

He tilted his head, thinking for a moment, and said.

"Brother, don't worry, I picked this grass myself and didn't eat the big black one. How could I possibly compete with the cow for food, don't you think?"

Ye Tingmu was completely numb. He frowned and stood up.

This child is beyond help.

"Have you packed everything?"

"I've packed it up. My second brother asked me to come and talk to you."

"Okay, let's go."

As he said this he was about to leave, but then he turned back and pulled the grass out of Qingfeng's mouth.

Said viciously:

"If I see you eating grass again, I won't let you eat."

Looking at Ye Tingmu's back, Qingfeng was stunned for a moment.

The pair of small eyes on the chubby face glared fiercely at the big black bull.

"You're so stingy. You even complained to me about eating a blade of grass."

Big Black Bull was confused. What the hell does this have to do with me?

"Moo~"

At this time, Ye Tingmu's lazy voice reached Qingfeng's ears.

"Bring Dahei here."

"Got it, bro."

noon.

The sun is shining brightly.

A winding road disappeared at the end of the dense forest.

On the avenue, several figures walked into the distance.

Ye Tingmu took the lead, wearing a white scholar's robe and a three-foot sword hanging from his waist.

Holding Sun Tzu's Art of War.

He was leading the way calmly, humming a little tune.

At his side, Feng He was dressed in tight clothes with a five-foot-long sword hanging from his waist.

He carried a bag on his back that was three meters high.

It weighs at least several hundred kilograms, but at this moment, he does not look tired at all and remains calm.

The second son was born with supernatural strength and could carry a thousand-pound tripod on his shoulders. Every time he went out, he was responsible for carrying the luggage.

Behind the two of them, Qingfeng was leading the big black cow, with his head lowered, concentrating on walking, obviously in a bad mood.

Jinghong sat on the back of the big black bull, watching the chess game, looking at the surrounding scenery, laughing from time to time, and even reaching out to catch the passing butterflies.

This was not the first time they had traveled such a long distance in these years.

The purpose of this trip is to slay the demon.

In the Jiuzhou Empire, the northern mang territory borders the Great Wilderness, and monsters and beasts run rampant from time to time.

It wreaks havoc on cities and villages.

Then there will be practitioners who will kill the monsters and receive some rewards accordingly.

Most of these monsters are generally at the first or second level of human cultivators' strength.

Ever since he broke through the Body Tempering Stage and learned to use sword energy as fast as the wind, he relied on killing monsters to get rewards. He barely raised a few people and even bought the current property in this remote mountain village. His life is pretty decent.

It's better than wandering around with a few people before. Back then, I did everything, including cheating, stealing and robbing.

It can be said that in order to stay alive and to feed these four cubs, he did all kinds of bad things except killing anyone.

They depended on each other and survived in this chaotic world. Dahei has been with them since then. Over the years, he has been considered a member of this family. Even when it was the most difficult, he never thought of selling Dahei.

It is really because this big black cat is very human-like. Qingfeng, Guanqi, and Jinghong all grew up on its back.

Walking on the road, looking at the Art of War in his hand, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everything has its cause and effect, as if everything has been predetermined.

I bought this book because I was fascinated by cyclone.

How does that sentence go?

Read Sun Tzu's Art of War and enjoy a strong life.

At that time, I was about to sell fish, but I was hit by the fish selling car and then came here.

Thanks to this thing, I was able to awaken the system, otherwise I would have died in this chaotic world long ago.

"Brother, look, I caught a butterfly."