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Han Xiu had not been this happy in a long time, he felt that this brat was really interesting. It only took him half a day to make him laugh a few times, it was not in vain that he took out a hundred silver coins to buy him.

That's right, it was a purchase, Han Xiu did not plan to let this brat leave, once in his hands, he would have to listen to him, if he wanted to leave, he would, return the silver.

From the moment the money was paid to that person, he estimated that it would take at least ten minutes. One tael per minute. In this half a minute, he would get the interest of ten taels of silver.

He was thinking about how this kid would react if he heard his words. He was looking forward to it.

Han Xiu allowed Murong Qing to drag him towards the Myriad Mountain Village, and after running for more than half the distance, Murong Qing was completely exhausted, and could not even move as he leaned on the tree trunk to rest.

Seeing that Han Xiu's face did not change, Murong Qing was shocked.

"You, aren't you tired?"

Han Xiu said, "Tired."

"Then why do you look like you haven't changed at all? Look at me, I'm so tired I can't even breathe. "

Murong Qing said as he pointed to himself.

"I can't tell due to my thick skin." Han Xiu said as he pulled his own face.

Murong Qing laughed out loud, his fair face was flushed red from exhaustion.

"Actually, you're quite interesting." Murong Qing leaned on a tree and said.

"…" Han Xiu remained silent.

Murong Qing did not mind, after he slowly calmed down, he walked over to Han Xiu's side and asked a little awkwardly, "Can I come to your house?"

He didn't even have a place to go...

Murong Qing said pitifully in his heart.

Han Xiu raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised that Murong Qing would actually request to go to his place, he thought that this brat would say that he would leave.

It seems like he won't be able to receive this interest …

"Sure, follow me." With that, Han Xiu walked to the front, and Murong Qing followed behind him obediently.

Along the way, the two of them did not talk. Han Xiu led the way in front, while Murong Qing followed behind him without saying a word.

When Han Xiu stopped, he saw an extremely old set of Bamboo House.

Actually, he had come here once before, but that time, the Bamboo House in front of his eyes was not only old, it was also very shabby.

But this time, the Bamboo House had clearly been repaired, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"Did you build a house?" Murong Qing asked as he raised his head to look at Han Xiu.

Han Xiu nodded.

Murong Qing walked to the Bamboo House entrance, looked around, and ran in front of Han Xiu to ask, "Can I stay here forever?"

"As you wish." Han Xiu said casually.

However, he was muttering to himself: Is this kid really planning on staying here? Good, he just so happens to be lacking a good help to wash and cook.

"Gulp."

This was the sound of a hungry stomach.

Han Xiu looked down at Murong Qing's stomach, and then was attracted by Murong Qing's embarrassed blushing face.

"Hungry?" Han Xiu laughed.

Murong Qing blushed and nodded, "I only ate a steamed bun today."

When Han Xiu heard it, he immediately said, "Just wait for me, I'll be right back."

With that, Han Xiu turned and left, heading towards the forest where he was hunting earlier.

He had originally planned to return to eat wild boar meat, but in order to redeem this kid, he sold the fat boar in the end. He didn't buy any food when he returned, so he could only take a stroll in the forest.

However, when he thought about the wild boar's origins, Han Xiu could not help but smile sinisterly.

Before he went to the restaurant, he accidentally broke the leg of a hunter, and accidentally cut the rope that another hunter used to tie up his prey. After that, he saw a bamboo basket of prey in front of someone's house, so he casually threw it into his own bamboo basket.

It seemed like these people had all bullied Da Zhuang before.

However, this wasn't the main point. The main point was that this brat was actually using the prey that he had conveniently brought back. In other words, he had bought a good helper without spending a single cent.

Thinking about it, Han Xiu's mood became even better.

Murong Qing stood in place and watched Han Xiu's leaving figure, and said with a bit of regret in his heart: If this man didn't seem to be stupid, he would actually be quite handsome.

How could Han Xiu have known that Murong Qing was feeling sorry for him? The moment he turned around, he rubbed his face and felt that he was almost unable to take it anymore.

He was a cold-faced killer, yet one day he had to learn to be a fool. If his master and his fellow brothers knew about this, they would probably die from laughter.

Forget it, in order not to scare away the helper that I bought with great difficulty, I might as well be a fool!