Cannon Fodder His Dad

Wu Qun's mentality was instantly bad, his image? What image? Where did he get the image from!

When the poor ding dong rang, what clothes did not wear, still care about it? It seems that this is the perception of the original body.

He doesn't care now, and if he doesn't leave, he won't be able to leave. This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Going out, he looked at Wu Hui and said, "Just bring the money and leave now."

"Father, you..." Wu Hui handed over this gray robe.

He understood that it wasn't good for him to go out without a coat, so after thinking about it, he put on a robe, dragged Wu Hui and left.

Wu Hui looked at the hand held by Wu Qun and moved awkwardly for a while, but he held back and did not break free, but hurried to keep up.

Wu Qun took Wu Hui and went straight to the mountain gate. No one went to look for it, nor did he say anything.

In this way, Wu Hui didn't talk much and didn't ask anything.

They walked in a hurry, each handed a sword, and took out the pitifully little money that Wu Hui kept.

At ten in the evening, the two arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain. Wu Qun was busy on the road, and Wu Hui was busy following in his father's footsteps. Neither of them spoke, so they hurried across the village with light effort.

We can't stay here. This village is the sphere of influence cultivated by the Cangyu faction. Wu Qun didn't plan to stop, but he looked at Wu Hui silently following along, and it seemed a little difficult, and he couldn't help but ask: "Is it alright?"

"Well." Wu Hui nodded, still expressionless. It's just that the speed of the foot is obviously improved than before.

After leaving the village, what caught my eye was the rugged and winding trails immersed in the mountains and forests. The road was not easy to walk, and the mountains and forests were somewhat dangerous.

"Father." Wu Hui stepped forward to drag Wu Qun and stopped.

Wu Qun looked around, the wind was suffocating, and the bamboos danced wildly. Snakes crawled across the ground.

"Don't be afraid, put it on." Wu Qun took out a sachet and hung it on Wu Hui's waist.

Wu Hui looked down and did not speak, but the hand holding the sword was slippery.

"We're afraid we're going to hurry tonight. We can rest when this road is out of the way." Wu Qun worked hard to suppress the original body's weird temperament and develop himself in the direction of talkativeness.

"Um."

Another word, this child has given him the face of being a father.

Wu Qun was worried that the baby was following behind him, so he simply walked side by side to ease his son's nervousness. As far as he knows, the child can count the number of times the child has gone up and down the mountain, and the farthest place is Zhuangzi who just passed by.

In the middle of the night, the two of them were walking in the woods, and Wu Qun was very nervous. The mental method he used now was given by Bai You, and the steps he used were from the original body. Anyway, it's a mess.

Zi Shi Wu Qun and Wu Hui finally left the Cangyu faction's sphere of influence. He estimated that this should now be in Jiangkou Town.

"Let's go, Dad will take you to eat." Wu Qun looked at the only bright building in the town, then at the street stall outside the building, and walked forward with his son.

Wu Hui followed silently, watching his father sit down without saying a word, and then he sat down.

"Guest officer, there is only one bowl of wontons here, little old man, look..."

The stall owner is very embarrassed, he has nothing in his hand.

"No problem, can the store have a bowl of noodle soup?" Wu Qun asked.

The store owner hurriedly took the bowl and handed over two bowls of noodle soup, and then went to order the wontons.

The bowl of the sea was so full that Wu Qun thought it was a bowl. He didn't expect the bowl of the martial arts world to be so big.

He didn't move Wu Hui and didn't move. The store owner saw that the father and son were not moving, so he said embarrassedly: "Guest officer, if you two have smaller appetites, you can share the meal."

"Regret, you are not hungry." Wu Qun immediately refused. He still didn't know how the world was set up. In case there was a male partner who couldn't eat enough to fight and had no inner strength, he let there cry, Besides, he has some space to eat, and he will have enough time to eat after a while.

Wu Hui silently pushed the bowl in front of Wu Qun. Look at Wu Qun.

"You ate, Dad ate before going down the mountain, but he forgot that you were cooking medicine and didn't eat. It's Dad's fault." Wu Qun sincerely apologized, and was busy running away, completely forgetting about this.

This is all to blame for the original body, the most annoying thing about practicing swords.

Wu Hui looked at Wu Qun, then silently divided the wontons into the bowl of noodle soup, until the small bowl was full, he stopped and looked at Wu Qun.

"Thank you Hui'er, eat quickly." Wu Qun patted Wu Hui's shoulder, and instantly he felt his son's uneasy stiffness.

"Does the store have an inn at this time?" Wu Qun asked a more important question.

The shopkeeper packed up the stall, shook his head and said, "It's so late, and some are closed. If the two of you don't dislike it, you can go to the little old man's house for a night."

On the first day Wu Qun and his son met, they lived in someone else's house.

The next morning, the two put down their money and left.

Wu Qun always had a feeling that this place should not stay for a long time.

The three-day schedule was very tight, Wu Hui didn't say a word, and Wu Qun asked him to do whatever he wanted.

On the fourth day, Wu Hui looked at the gloomy heaven and said, "Father, it's going to rain."

Wu Qun turned his head to look at Wu Hui, this is the first time this son has said so many words, it is not easy.

"Well, if I don't leave today, I'll stay at home." Wu Qun didn't plan to hurry today. He walked continuously for more than 300 miles, which was faster than a carriage. You should be able to relax now.

The world of martial arts is too unfriendly, and Wu Qun doesn't want to practice martial arts at all. But there is no way to be forced, his current Qinggong, he feels that he has reached two levels.

In the inn, Wu Qun and Wu Hui stayed in for the first time.

Wu Hui did not show curiosity, and did not look around, giving the impression of being too calm.

Even after a set of eating and bathing procedures, he didn't say a word. Just guarding Wu Qun and not going anywhere.

"Regret, how about we buy a carriage tomorrow?" Wu Qun didn't want to run by himself. Isn't the carriage delicious? Don't tire yourself out.

"Father, it's fine." Wu Hui made the bed silently and refused.

"Yes, we have to buy some things tomorrow. Our father and son can't carry a large burden on the road. Besides, we also need to change into new clothes." Wu Qun was very dissatisfied with the gray robe on his body, it was too ugly .

Wu Hui hesitated for a moment, then nodded. did not speak.

Wu Qun didn't know what to say anymore. This child was too quiet, and he had already started to meditate. He was not at all curious about the outside world.

Forget it, let's go to sleep first.

Early the next day, I bought a carriage and a coachman. After purchasing the necessities for the road, I put on new clothes and left.

Sitting on the spacious carriage, Wu Qun felt that his legs were finally freed. Instead of twelve hours a day, he practiced Qinggong for ten hours. Although Qinggong was cool, it was tiring after a long time.

When Wu Hui got into the car, he sat cross-legged and had no intention of communicating with Wu Qun at all.

Wu Qun looked at such a son and couldn't tell how he felt.

Upset? It doesn't exist, my son is very obedient, let him do whatever he wants.

irritable? Does not exist, the son is quiet as if there is no one around him.

depressed? It doesn't exist either, the son is thoughtful and doesn't let him move a finger.

But he just felt aggrieved, this son is fine in everything, but he talks too little. Let him have a warm old father's love, nowhere to be placed.

Such days continued until the day before Wu Hui and Guan.

"Ji'er, come and have a look, do you like this hairpin?" Wu Qun took Wu Hui to go shopping. Tomorrow is Wu Hui's fifteenth birthday.

It's just a pity that I can't do a big show for my son. There's no way he can watch it, so he can go through the plot two years later.

"Father doesn't need to spend money." Wu Hui looked at the white jade hairpin with love in his eyes.

"The store has it. If you have the same jade pendant, you can also give one." Wu Qun saw that Wu Hui liked it and bought it directly. Such a good son doesn't need to be pampered.

"Father doesn't need to..." Wu Hui closed it after looking at the piece of white jade that the shopkeeper brought out. He liked it, he liked it very much, especially the orchid carved on the white jade, which was his mother's favorite flower.

"Regret, don't worry about the lack of money. Dad has a small wealth over the years. It's just a pity that your mother has a set of white jade jewelry, which women use. The main thing is simplicity and generosity." Wu Qun saw Wu Hui's appearance , I know that I can't talk anymore, this child has a mother in his heart and can't say more.

If he didn't have Jin Shu, and only relying on the memory of the original body, he would be absolutely blind. He couldn't remember anything about Wu Hui's deceased mother.

However, it seems that after walking for half a month, he will be able to catch up with the anniversary, and then pay his respects. After all, without her, where did he come from such an obedient son.

Yes, Wu Hui, with the current position, in addition to being reluctant to talk, the biggest feature is that he is obedient.

When he was about to leave, Wu Qun suddenly realized that someone was staring at him.

"Father, there is someone." Wu Hui whispered in Wu Qun's ear.

"Let's go." Wu Qun left with something.

"Father, it's Senior Brother Qiu." Wu Huimu looked at Wu Qun and said suddenly.

Wu Qun frowned, this Qiu Ming appeared at this time? But it doesn't matter, he wants to see what this person is going to do?

The carriage drove so fast that it went around Jiangzhou Mansion twice, and the driver couldn't take it anymore, so he couldn't help but ask, "Master, is your son still running?"

"No, go to the inn." Wu Qun found that the follower hadn't been dropped, so he didn't run away at all. He wanted to see what the man had been following him about.

"Father is not good." Wu Hui blocked Wu Qun's arm and frowned slightly.

Wu Qun nodded, looked at Wu Hui and asked, "Do you want to leave Jiangzhou Mansion now?"

Wu Hui nodded, but the coachman outside said: "Master, son, I'm afraid the horse can't leave overnight. It's been running for so long, it's tired."

Wu Hui looked at Wu Qun unmoved.

"Regret, let's see what Qiu Ming is going to do? I haven't gone back for years, I'm afraid I have other plans." Wu Qun said it was relatively light, where is the other plan, insist that the plan is grand what.

He was afraid that he had long suspected that his family was killed by the Xia family, but after he silently married a wife and had children, he appeared in front of Xia Shiyu, which was worth thinking about.

"Father, it has nothing to do with us." Wu Hui very much disagreed with Wu Qun's move to stay, and the father and son had a disagreement for the first time.

"But it has something to do with him following us. Regret is not afraid. Dad will protect you. Now let's find an inn, have a good meal, and take a good shower." Wu Qun didn't want to leave. This is the prefecture. In a prosperous place, tomorrow is Wu Hui's birthday, so why should he take him to have a good time.

"Father, it's not right." Wu Hui still disagreed.

The driver drove the carriage and stopped in front of the Ruyi Inn.

Wu Qun pulled Wu Hui's hand out of the car, and told him, "You should know Qiu Ming when you see him." Wu Hui pursed his lips and wanted to refute, but didn't say anything.

The valuable things are all in Wu Qun's space, and the ones that are placed in the carriage are all packaging.

Wu Qun's body's mechanical memory is very strong, even if he is in the carriage, when the time is up, he has to get out of the carriage to practice swordsmanship, and after finishing, Qinggong catches up.

It was very painful, but the effect was remarkable, but I didn't know if I could give it to Wu Hui and let him practice as well. However, he doesn't know much about it at the moment, and it's not too late to teach it after he is familiar with it.

Wu Hui didn't sleep that night, he was meditating all the time, guarding Wu Qun.

In the second half of the night, their windows were suddenly pried open with force, and a man in black got in, holding a sword and moving towards Wu Hui very quickly.

"Cang nang nang" three times, the man in black's sword was broken, and Wu Qun stepped on his back with a dark face House thief.

"Father, are you okay?" Wu Hui asked anxiously.

"It's alright, how are you, pulling a face towel like this, I want to see that Fang Xiaoxiao dared to blatantly burglary." Wu Qun said this, the person's crime looked a lot lighter.

"The hero spares my life, the hero spares my life, I'm just doing what I was ordered to do." Wu Qun removed his arm from the man in black, and he was sweating from the pain, and Wu Hui tapped the acupoint and couldn't move it.

"Tell me, what's the situation? It's better not to lie to me, or I'll pay you back even more." Wu Qun smiled sincerely, he felt amiable, but in the eyes of the man in black, it was indeed a deadly sneer , add threats.

Like a potato, he explained his own affairs very quickly.

"This good man, it was my uncle who told me to come and see. What's going on with the two of you, there's really nothing malicious about it." After some trouble, he also blamed his uncle for not making it clear that these two were highly skilled in martial arts. Otherwise, relying on his hand, there are few rivals in Jiangzhou Prefecture.

I didn't expect to kick the iron plate today.

"Who is your uncle? Why did you come here?" Wu Qun didn't believe the man's nonsense. Judging from his familiar appearance, he was afraid that he would do such things a lot.