Chapter 9 [Please add to collection]

Chapter 9 [Please add to collection]

These are secondary. The most important thing is... Now the young master has given him a great favor. Next year, he can go to the martial arts hall to test his talent!

Fortunately, he is lucky. If the young lady did not send him to the young master, but kept him, he would definitely not get the opportunity to test his talent with the young lady.

Erdan slowly washed the things in front of him, and then stared blankly at his wet palms stained with some soapnut powder. His skin was dark and rough, and there were many wrinkles. It was really ugly...

So does he have talent too?

If so, he can get the name given to him by the young master.

Ming Yufeng!

This name is so nice, better than the names of other children in the village.

The villagers had never been to school, and their names were Zhang Da, Zhang Er, Lin Niu, and Lin Ya. But to him, those names sounded good, and he also dreamed of having a good name.

"If only... I had a talent..."

He also wanted to learn to read and write... Ming Yufeng, it sounds good, and it would be even better if he knew how to write it.

Ming Fanxing was walking on the road, and he always felt that the name Ming Yufeng sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

"Mingshan, do you think the name I just mentioned sounds familiar?"

Mingshan was stunned for a moment, then thought carefully, "Young Master, are you afraid of having the same name? Let me think... No!"

Ming Fanxing, "Never heard of it?"

Mingshan nodded, "Never heard of it, Young Master, don't worry."

Ming Fanxing then let go of some hesitation, "Well, since there is no one, if there is someone else with the same name, the person with the same name will probably come to beat me up." After all,

in the eyes of the other party, this Erdan... is a slave, and having the same name as someone who was originally a slave is definitely not a good thing. Since

there is no one with the same name, it means that he has heard it somewhere in his previous life. If that's the case, then there is nothing to worry about. If it sounds familiar, then it's familiar.

"Hey, Master Ming, you're not willing to come out until it's almost dark!"

Ming Fanxing looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes lit up, "Zhang Luoyang, you just know how to tease me!"

This Zhang Luoyang is from the Zhang family in Baiyun Town. Zhang Luoyang's father is a martial artist like Ming Zhenyan, but the family has no family property, and they are hired by others to work.

Of course, hiring a martial artist to do work is not cheap, so the Zhang family is still very rich.

This Zhang Luoyang is eleven years old like him, and he will also take the test of the martial arts hall next year.

Ming Fanxing blinked, having evaluated him before.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Luoyang is actually talented! And he has a talent of 25 points.

This number is still acceptable. After all, in the past few months, every time he went out, he would secretly appraise others outside.

After such a long time, basically everyone living in the town has been appraised by him, and there are less than two handfuls of people with talent!

And most of those with talent are in the single digit, and they don’t even have the hope of becoming a warrior.

Sure enough, Baiyun Town is a small place. If you go to Jinzhou City where Wuguan is, you will probably see more.

With Zhang Luoyang’s talent, he can become a martial artist like his father if he works hard.

By the way, he just remembered now that he said he would take Ming Yufeng... No, it’s Erdan, to participate in the test next year, but he forgot to appraise him first.

It’s okay, he can appraise him when he returns. I hope he still remembers it when he returns.

Zhang Luoyang trotted over, put his arm on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Hey, since you are out, come with me. You must compete with me today. I will definitely beat you this time!"

Ming Fanxing came back to his senses, "Dream on, you have never won once before, and you still want to beat me this time?"

The two of them talked and laughed and went to an empty place outside the city. The distance was not very far, and they quickly reached the destination by trotting all the way.

Baiyun Town has been peaceful for decades. The city gates here will never be closed even at night. They are open all day and night.

They can come back at any time, and Ming Fanxing is no longer the little kid who used to get lost outside.

Zhang Luoyang was his best and only friend in Baiyun Town. They had known each other three years ago. Zhang Luoyang had been telling him bad things about Ming Caiqing since he met him.

But he didn't take it to heart because he didn't recover his memory.

Since he came here, although he didn't agree, he didn't refute it. Zhang Luoyang was amazed when he found his changes and said that he finally got it.

Later, he spent several months observing him and made sure that he was not deceived by Ming Caiqing again before he was really relieved.

Zhang Luoyang picked up two rough branches from the ground and threw one of them to him casually, "Come on, give it a try!"

Ming Fanxing also wanted to try his skills, so he laughed and shouted, "Come on!"

Zhang Luoyang was taught by his father, a martial artist, while Ming Fanxing was taught by Liu Ying, a martial artist. Although there was a difference in the identity of the teacher, the difference between them was not big.

In addition, Ming Fanxing often asked Liu Ying to fight with him, and he worked very hard. Therefore, every time he competed with Zhang Luoyang, the two sides were evenly matched, and the wins and losses were also half and half. Although it

was just an ordinary branch in his hand, Ming Fanxing swung it like a long sword, and from time to time he would attack Zhang Luoyang at some tricky angles, which would always reveal flaws.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Luoyang was hit on the back of his thigh. The skin there is relatively tender, so it must have been bruised. He couldn't help but yelled in pain.

Ming Fanxing laughed at him loudly, "Huh? You can't do it now?"

Zhang Luoyang was furious, "What do you mean you can't do it? I think you can't do it!"

The two fought again, and the back and forth lasted for half an hour. They were exhausted and lay on the ground gasping for breath.

Ming Fanxing, "Huh... good guy, you have made progress."

Zhang Luoyang, "Haha... just wait, I will knock you down next time!"

Ming Fanxing, "You still like to brag."

Zhang Luoyang, "Hey, I'm serious!"

Ming Fanxing thought of her cheap cousin at home. It was not without reason that Liu Ying avoided Ming Caiqing every time he praised her.

After all, Ming Caiqing was the daughter of the Ming family. Who in Baiyun Town would really try their best to practice against her?

But he was different. He would always come out to practice with Zhang Luoyang. It was normal for boys to roll around and fight outside.

And the most important thing was that although they had a close relationship, every time they competed, they wanted to knock the other down and call him grandpa.

Even if Ming Caiqing had good friends and good sisters, there would definitely not be anyone who could get along with her like this, right?