C15 The Lovable Ones

"I've rested well, Uncle Zhang!" Having recovered a portion of his elemental energy, Ouyang Chen said.

The sooner Uncle Zhang's injuries were healed, the better. Although he had already used his elemental energy to stabilize the injury, his cultivation base was still shallow. If he really wanted to cure this injury, he would need to take medicine. Therefore, he did not wait for his Essence to fully recover.

He and Chunsheng made a stretcher, and Baoer's dad agreed to let them carry him forward. The group of people travelled very fast. Before the sun set, they had already returned to the village.

Bao`er's father was sent straight to the Village Chief's house.

"What's going on? How did he suffer such a heavy injury? You can't even move? " Seeing the group of people carrying Bao`er's father hurriedly enter, the old elder hurriedly put down the pipe in his hand and asked nervously.

"We ran into a mutated porcupine. Village Head, quickly take a look. Uncle Zhang's injuries are quite severe." Hu Zi hastily responded.

"Quick, bring it over for me to take a look." When the village chief heard about the encounter with the mutated porcupine, he became nervous. He knew that beast, it was fierce.

"Village Chief, I'm fine." I just got hit by that beast. Chenzi has already treated my wounds, so there's nothing wrong with it. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. These little bastards have to make me lie on this thing. " Bao`er's dad rolled off the stretcher.

"Hmm? "What the hell is going on?" Seeing Bao`er's father's expression, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously.

Bao`er's father recounted the process of how he met the mutated porcupine and killed it in a moment of crisis with a punch from Ouyang Chen. He also recounted the process of healing his wounds.

After hearing all of this, the old elder's eyes shined with a terrifying light. He stared at Ouyang Chen and asked, "Chenzi, tell grandpa, have you become a martial artist?"

"Ugh …" "Yes!" The Old Village Chief's stare made Ouyang Chen's hair stand on end. He was stunned for a moment before speaking the truth.

"Haha, this is great, this is great, hahaha …" I didn't expect to see a martial artist from our Divine Spring Village before I was killed by this old man, hahaha … " The old elder seemed to have gone insane as tears streamed down his face.

After hearing Ouyang Chen personally admit that he was a martial artist, Bao`er's father revealed a happy smile, even though he had long guessed the result. As for Hu Zi and the rest, they were so excited that their faces were flushed, and they were dancing and gesticulating.

"… …"

"Shh …" "It's finally over. This is too tiring. I feel even more tiring than practicing the One Day Fist!" Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Chen patted his face, which was about to collapse from laughter, as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

"You stinking brat …" Dazhu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but scold him as he saw his son like this.

"Alright, Chen'er, hurry and go wash up and rest!" I've been tired all day. " Yufen looked at her precious son with a tired expression and felt sorry for him.

"Mother, I understand …" Then rest early, it's not easy today either! "

"Yes, we know. "Go on!"

After bidding farewell to his parents, Ouyang Chen walked into his room and sat cross-legged on his bed. Thinking about the past two days, he felt chills run down his spine.

After they had returned from the mountains the day before yesterday afternoon, the news of Ouyang Chen becoming a martial artist had been spreading uncontrollably throughout the village. For a moment, the door to Ouyang Cheng's house was almost stepped on.

When the villagers heard this, most of them were surprised and curious. The adults, the children, the men, women, the old ladies, as long as they could move, all of them headed towards Ouyang Chen's house. Although Shen Quan Village was a small mountain village and didn't have many people, it still depended on the situation!

There were only two small rooms in Ouyang Chen's house, a big straw hut for blacksmiths, a kitchen and a latrine. Even if he was full to death, how many people could he stay in? How many men, women, and children were there in the entire village?

Without mentioning anything else, Ouyang Chen felt that his head had almost been touched by the hands of the village's elders these past few days. Of course, there were also those who pinched their faces and those who patted their shoulders …

The pitiful Ouyang Chen had never thought that becoming a fighter would receive such special treatment? If he had known earlier, he would have considered whether or not to cultivate the Blue Luan Technique. Of course, this was a joke.

Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Ouyang Chen closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

No one could casually succeed, let alone reach the peak of perfection. There were many geniuses, but only those who worked hard could succeed!

Over the next few days, many children from the village came to Ouyang Chen's house, wanting to see the miraculous Big Brother Ouyang Chen. Regarding this, Ouyang Chen could only accompany them one by one.

Right now, Ouyang Chen was like a giant panda, a national treasure. He had a very good temperament and even knew how to cooperate with tourists. It doesn't seem quite appropriate, but that's what it means.)

"Big Brother Chen, I heard mother say that you're a martial artist?" "Isn't it?" A young fellow in front of him asked in a childish voice.

"Hur hur, yes, that's right, little girl."

"Big Brother Chen, what is a martial artist? Is it fun?" The little fellow asked with a serious expression.

"Ugh …" "Not fun, not fun at all." Ouyang Chen said with a dark expression as he recalled his encounters these past few days.

"I say, you little fellow, it's not as if you don't know what kind of martial artist it is, for you to be so excited …" Ouyang Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Cheng, thank you so much." You know, it was useless trying to coax him, but there was no way around it. I told him to bring him to see big brother martial artist Chen, and he immediately stopped crying. Haha, it's too amazing, you truly deserve to be called a martial artist! " At this time, the well-behaved girl standing at the side said with a face full of surprise and joy.

"I have this sort of effect? Martial artists can use it this way? "Oh my god …"

The result was that on the second day, six children came. They all heard that Ouyang Chen had a way to make the children stop crying and come to pay respect to his reputation.

Ouyang Chen was on the verge of tears, but he still had to think of a way to make the little fellow happy …

"Oh heavens, oh earth, oh god, save me!"

Otherwise, our Ouyang Chen would definitely have set up a table in front of his house and hung a sign, which would say "Ouyang Chen, a rare martial artist, loved by all, flowers blooming, children watching their children obediently, a piece of primeval stone for a visit!" Business will probably be good. Of course, this was on the premise that the villagers had primeval stones.

"… …"

Ouyang Chen's table was filled with his village's aunts and uncles. His grandparents had brought him all those weird and bizarre items, wanting to see if they could help him cultivate.

Looking at these things, Ouyang Chen thought about what had happened in the past few days, and a warm smile slowly appeared on his face.

A few days later, Ouyang Chen saw it. He saw the praise and encouragement in the eyes of the village elders. Those casual words were filled with concern and expectation.

All of this made him feel warm and happy!