Meanwhile, in a remote mountain village far away in the Great Zhou Dynasty, a young man and a young woman were sweating profusely as they engaged in a fierce duel with punches and palms. Bei Yutang used one hand to fight against Xiao Zimo, who struggled mightily.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Zimo was defeated, his face red, and he was gasping for breath.
"Mom, why do you always know what move I'm going to make?" Little Zi Mo asked impatiently after calming down.
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "Because mother saw it in your eyes."
Xiao Zimo tilted his head in confusion, not understanding what this meant.
Bei Yutang explained, "When you're making a move, your eyes have already betrayed you. Every time you make a move, your eyes will unconsciously look in that direction, so I naturally know what your next move is."
Xiao Zimo looked at her in surprise. He didn't realize that this was the reason at all, because he himself didn't feel anything at all.
"Come on, try it." Bei Yutang wanted to change his habit, otherwise if he met a master in the future, he would definitely be defeated by the other party.
Xiao Zimo stood in front of Bei Yutang.
"Now make a move."
"Okay." Just as Xiao Zimo was about to wave his palm, he heard Bei Yutang call for a stop.
"Are you going to use this move now?" Bei Yutang gestured. When little Zimo saw it, his eyes widened with disbelief.
"If you don't change this habit, you'll be defeated if you meet a bad guy in the future. So, from now on, remember what mother said. Keep a look in your eyes that makes it hard for others to see your intentions..."
Bei Yutang taught him patiently and persuadingly, and little Zimo listened very attentively.
Just then, someone knocked on the gate.
The two stopped, and Bei Yutang asked the person outside as he walked, "Who?"
The person outside the house did not respond, but the knocking sound did not stop. The "bang bang" sound seemed to be about to break the wooden door.
Bei Yutang frowned slightly. This was not the way to knock on the door when visiting someone else's house.
Bei Yutang opened the gate and was hit by the stench of alcohol. He saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door. He was wearing gray and wrinkled clothes with black dirt on many parts. His hair was disheveled and he had a face full of stubble.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and smiled at Bei Yutang, revealing his yellow teeth and accompanied by a strong bad breath. "Xiao Taotao, I'm here."
As he said this, the man was about to walk into the yard.
"Stop, who are you?" Bei Yutang shouted coldly.
The middle-aged man finally opened his squinting eyes and looked at Bei Yutang seriously. His eyes widened with astonishment.
"B-Beauty."
The sloppy middle-aged man spoke incoherently, his thieving eyes fixed on Bei Yutang's pretty face.
When Xiao Zimo saw the person coming, he couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes.
Bei Yutang frowned and searched through the fragmentary memories of the original owner Mu Zhitao, and finally found out who he was.
This man was called Wang Fu, a widower from the next village. He was idle all day and had a lot in common with the original owner, Mu Zhitao. Before Bei Yutang arrived, she had hooked up with him.
Mu Zhitao wanted to marry him, but he disliked her for being too ugly and refused to agree. However, this man was very good at coaxing Mu Zhitao with his smooth talk and getting a lot of benefits from her.
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