Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 292 The Boy Who Collects Firewood

On the hillside of a tall mountain in the State of Yue, a skinny young man wearing grey coarse cloth was picking up firewood in the forest.

The boy was not tall and looked only seven or eight years old. The skin on his face was slightly rough and his two small hands were also not that big for a man of his age.

At this moment, at the top of the mountain, a light flashed and a white figure appeared.

The white figure has long flowing hair, a delicate face and is very handsome.

When people see it, they feel that it has a kind of immortal air.

This person was none other than Ye Feng, who was teleported here from Wanlong Sea.

Ye Feng scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense. He wanted to confirm whether he had returned to the Tianxing Continent.

At this moment, the young man's shouting was heard from the mountainside.

"Help! Help!"

Then a beast roar was heard!

"Ow!"

When Ye Feng heard the voice, he disappeared from the spot in a flash and ran towards the direction where the voice came from.

Not far away, the young man in coarse cloth was running desperately down the mountain with a bundle of firewood on his back, shouting for help as he ran.

Not far behind him, a spotted tiger was pouncing towards the boy fiercely.

When the young boy saw the spotted tiger pouncing at him from behind, he was so scared that he fell to the ground.

The spotted tiger sneered and bit the boy.

"You beast, why don't you stop!"

Ye Feng appeared in front of the young man in a flash, and then he waved his robe sleeves, and an invisible force swept towards the spotted tiger.

The spotted tiger suddenly felt his body flying backwards uncontrollably, and with a bang, it hit a big tree behind him. The tree broke, and the spotted tiger spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Human cultivator? There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body. He is definitely not a human cultivator, he must be a warrior.

The power just now should be the release of internal strength."

The spotted tiger slowly got up, glared at Ye Feng, and thought secretly in his heart.

"Little guy, are you okay?"

Ye Feng turned around and helped the boy up.

"Thank you, uncle! I'm fine!"

The boy stood up, dusted himself off, and then touched the firewood behind him.

"Great, the firewood is still there!"

Seeing this young man reminded Ye Feng of the time when he went up the mountain to chop firewood when he was a child.

More than two hundred years have passed, and his parents should no longer be around. No matter what, he must go back this time to pay his respects to them.

Mind your own business! I've got this guy for sure!"

The spotted tiger was so ignorant of the danger that it did not run away. Instead, it slowly walked towards Ye Feng and the others.

Ye Feng was also surprised when he heard this. It seemed that he had been too gentle in his attack just now and failed to scare the tiger.

When the boy heard the tiger talking, he was so scared that he quickly hid behind Ye Feng and dared not speak.

"do not be afraid!"

Ye Feng comforted the young man.

"What's the matter? I didn't beat you to death just now, but you're still taking advantage of me?"

Ye Feng turned around and looked at the spotted tiger.

"Humph! It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm from Yunhu Mountain!"

"Oh? Yunhu Mountain? So what!"

"It seems that you are not a local, and you don't know the reputation of our Yunhu Mountain! We are all immortals in Yunhu Mountain, and you mortals can't compare with us.

Be smart and hand this guy over, or else, I will make you die without a burial place."

"You're still an immortal? With just this little ability, you can't even beat a mortal like me. I bah, you're an immortal!"

"Uncle, I heard from the village chief that Yunhu Mountain is not inhabited by immortals, but monsters. They often come down the mountain to eat people."

The young man said, hiding behind Ye Feng with some fear.

"You little bastard! How dare you call us monsters? I'll eat you alive."

Upon hearing this, the spotted tiger looked fiercely at the young man behind Ye Feng.

"Since you are a monster from Yunhu Mountain, I can let you go! Go now! I will not hand this boy over to you."

Ye Feng could definitely kill this spotted tiger demon, but it seemed that this spotted tiger demon was just a small minion. If it was not eradicated, it would definitely cause trouble. It would be better to let it go first, lure those big demons over, and kill it together.

"Okay, very good! Since you don't know whether to live or die, just wait and see."

The spotted tiger knew that he was no match for Ye Feng and it would be a waste of time to stay here. He might as well go back and ask for help from others. So he left after saying something harsh.

Seeing the spotted tiger run away, the boy breathed a sigh of relief and invited Ye Feng to his home.

Ye Feng did not refuse. He thought that the tiger demon would come again. If he left, the village would be in trouble. It would be better to wait for the tiger demon to come again.

Ye Feng took the young man down the mountain, and the two chatted as they walked on the road.

The boy's name was Zhang Tie, and his home was in Dazhang Village. The area where they lived was Cangzhou of the Yue State, which was a thousand miles away from Kuaiji City.

Ye Feng only needs to fly quickly for a quarter of an hour to arrive.

About half an hour later, Ye Feng accompanied Zhang Tie home.

Zhang Tie's family lived a very hard life. A family of four lived in an earthen house. In addition to his parents, he also had a three-year-old sister.

My mother was bedridden and my father worked as a laborer for a landlord to support the family.

As soon as I walked into the house, a little girl who looked dirty and had two pigtails ran towards me.

"Brother is back, brother is back!"

The little girl shouted happily,

"Brother, who is this!"

The little girl stared with her big eyes and kept circling around Ye Feng.

That year, when Ye Feng returned home, his little sister Chuchu was like this, circling around him. Slowly, the memories emerged in his mind, and he felt a sense of happiness.

"Sister, don't make a fuss, this is Uncle Han!"

"Hello, uncle!"

The little girl bowed respectfully to Ye Feng.

"Uncle Han, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you with my sister Zhang Xiaoxiao! We are from a poor family, please don't look down on us!"

Zhang Tie touched the back of his head and smiled innocently.

Afterwards, Zhang Tie placed the firewood in a corner, and instead of inviting Ye Feng into the house, he moved out a wooden stool and placed it on the ground.

"Uncle Han, please take a seat!"

"You're welcome, Zhang Tie!"

"Tietou, who is here!"

A middle-aged woman lying in the room saw Zhang Tie busy and asked curiously.

"Mom, my brother brought an uncle back!"

Before Zhang Tie could answer, Zhang Xiaoxiao hurried into the house and said.

"Tietou! There are guests at home. Go to Mr. Wang's house and borrow some rice to entertain the guests."

The middle-aged woman shouted from inside the house.

"Mom, we have already borrowed fifty bushels of rice! We can't pay it back at this rate!"

"No need, big sister! I'm not hungry!"

Seeing that this family was so poor yet still wanted to lend him rice to entertain him, Ye Feng was deeply moved.

"Brother, I'm really hungry. I need some rice. I need some rice!"

When Zhang Xiaoxiao heard that they were going to eat rice, she ran out greedily and pulled her brother's arm to act coquettishly.

"Okay! I'll go borrow some rice right now!"

Under his sister's constant pestering, Zhang Tie decided to borrow rice again. After all, Uncle Han saved him, and it would be embarrassing if he didn't have anything to eat.

"Uncle, wait a moment, I'm going to borrow some rice!"

Zhang Tie walked out.

"Zhang Tie, no need!"

Ye Feng grabbed Zhang Tie's arm.

"Take me to see your mother's condition!"

Hearing that Ye Feng was going to treat his mother, Zhang Tie stopped and tears of gratitude immediately flowed from his eyes.

"If uncle can cure my mother's illness, I am willing to work like a slave for him and never regret it."

Zhang Tie fell to his knees with a thud.

"If uncle can cure my mother's illness, I am willing to serve him like a slave and never regret it."

Zhang Xiaoxiao stopped acting like a spoiled child and knelt down like her brother.