Linhu Village is a small mountain village at the foot of Wancui Mountain, and there is a small lake less than three miles away from the village, hence the name.

The people of the village have lived by hunting and fishing for generations!

In the westernmost corner of the village, there is a thatched house, surrounded by a fence of willow branches that encloses a small courtyard!

It was early in the morning, and a little girl about thirteen years old was sitting in the yard with a milk doll in her arms.

The little girl was holding a wooden bowl with freshly boiled rice soup in the bowl.

She scooped a spoonful from the bowl, blew it gently with her mouth, and fed it to the child in her arms.

"Dog girl, we're going up the mountain to fetch firewood, why don't you go with us?"

A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old walked into the yard from the outside and said to the dog.

He was followed by a few younger children, both men and women, but they were just waiting outside and not coming in.

"It's Brother Huzi, I'm not going first, Xiaoyu hasn't finished eating yet, when I feed him, just go up the mountain by myself!"

"Oh, that's right, that's fine, then I'll go first!" the boy named Huzi seemed slightly disappointed, said hello to the dog, and left!

When the group of people outside saw Huzi walking out alone, they seemed to make fun of him again, and a group of people walked away in a fight!

Dog and Xiaoyu only came to this small village three months ago.

Since Xiaoyu's illness recovered, the dog made up his mind to leave Feifeng City and find another way to make a living.

Judging from her age and gender, it is difficult to find a way to survive in Feifeng City, and even if she finds it, it is nothing more than pickpockets, Zhang Tai and the like.

So, let's go, Feifeng City can't stay any longer!

The dog took Xiaoyu and took the remaining few grains of broken silver, stopped and stopped all the way, and it took more than half a year to cross nearly 800 miles before he came to the vicinity of Wancui Mountain.

Gou'er still remembers, when she first arrived here, she hadn't eaten for two whole days, if it weren't for the past half a year, her cultivation was not slack, and she had gathered a little spiritual energy in Danhai, I am afraid that she would have returned to the West long ago!

It was Aunt Li and his wife, who went out to fish in the village, who found them and rescued the dog and Xiaoyu, by the way, the child named Huzi was Aunt Li's son.

Seeing that the dogs had nowhere to stay, Aunt Li's husband built this thatched house for them and settled down temporarily.

These days, the dogs have been going up the hill to chop wood for some money!

The people in the village are still somewhat xenophobic, except for Aunt Li's family, and the dog rarely interacts with other people in the village.

Even the children in the village are reluctant to take care of the dogs, which is why the dogs always deliberately delay the time to go up the mountain.

Seeing that a bowl of rice soup was at the bottom, the dog stuck out his tongue, licked the bottom of the bowl, and ate the remaining soup.

"Let's go, my sister will take you up the mountain to fetch firewood!"

The dog walked into the house, took out a willow basket, put Xiaoyu in it, pinned the firewood knife to his waist, and went out of the yard!

For the way into the mountain, the dog has been groping for so many days and is already very skillful, and no one needs to take it.

If you want to collect firewood, you need to go all the way up to the halfway point of the mountainside, where there is a lot of dead wood, and there is a lot of firewood, and it is forbidden to burn, so you can sell it for an extra penny or two.

However, the dog's chopping wood is a little higher, and it is a place where the trees are thick, but there are fewer dead trees.

The reason why this kind of place was chosen was to avoid the other children in the village who were chopping firewood and avoid conflict.

Second, it is also to promote one's own cultivation, and "Mixed Yuan One Qigong" says that where rivers converge and plants are abundant, there will be more aura than in other places.

The dog's qualifications are not good, so naturally they have to find some shortcuts.

After walking for more than an hour, the dog carried the light rain on his back to the place where he had been chopping wood.

She placed the basket in the shade under a tree, and found some leaves to cover the basket to prevent mosquito bites.

To do all this, the dog sits cross-legged under the tree, his eyes slightly closed, and breathes in a special breathing method.

With the dog's exhalation, some soreness and numbness gradually appeared on her body, and her lower abdomen was warm and comfortable.

The dog knows that this is a sign that the aura enters the body, but unfortunately, the inhaled aura is very strong, and at least eighty percent will be dispersed, and only two percent will remain in the Danhai.

Although he had been cultivating for more than half a year, the dog's Danhai had only been filled by about one-tenth!

An hour later, when the sun was at its highest, the dog let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

When the sun is at its peak, it will suppress a part of the aura of plants and trees, and it is no longer suitable for cultivation.

What's more, if you don't get up to chop wood, you will have no food today, and for a long time, dogs only eat two meals, one in the morning and one in the evening.

Xiaoyu, on the other hand, eats when he is hungry, so the dog will bring some rice milk with him, but looking at Xiaoyu who is dozing off in the willow basket, the dog knows that he is not hungry for the time being.

The dog stood up, took the basket on his back, and began to look for dead wood with a firewood knife in his hand.

The source of firewood is very simple, either dead branches scattered on the ground or branches cut from some dead wood!

Because they can already use the aura in their bodies simply, it is easier for dogs to chop firewood than children in the mountains, although the time to chop firewood is not as long as theirs, but the number is not necessarily as large as theirs.

When the sun began to sink in the west, the dog carried a light rain on his back and carried a heavy load of firewood down the mountain, and he had to rush to the bluestone market five miles away from the village to sell the firewood!

The bluestone market is a gathering jointly formed by several large villages nearby, the market is open at sunrise every day, and the market is closed at sunset, mostly with the villagers of nearby villages, and occasionally there are outside businessmen to join in the fun!

Firewood is mostly bought by people from a nearby village called Wolf's Tooth, where both men and women, young and old, make a living by hunting and are much richer than other villages.

When the dog arrived at the bluestone market, Huzi and the others had already sold all their firewood and were about to go back to the village.

"Sister Dog, you're here, go back first, I'll accompany Sister Dog to sell the firewood and then go back, remember to talk to my aunt!"

In the second half of the sentence, Huzi said it to his companions.

"Got it, Brother Huzi, let's go!" one of them responded.

"Sister dog, let's go too!" After speaking, Huzi naturally carried the firewood carried by the dog.

For Huzi's hospitality, the dog did not refuse, if you want to live here, there must be one or two acquaintances, otherwise life will not be easy.

"Thank you, Brother Huzi!" the dog smiled at Huzi.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, you're a girl, my aunt said, boys are to take care of girls!" said Huzi with a red face.

The two chose an open space on the bluestone set and spread the firewood on the ground, which showed that the pile of firewood was to be sold, and the next thing was to wait for the buyer to come to the door.

"Dog...... Sister dog, are you hungry, I still have half a sweet potato here, or you should cushion first!"

Huzi sat next to the dog, took out half a cooked sweet potato from his arms and said.

"Thank you, Brother Huzi, I'm not hungry yet, you can keep this sweet potato and eat it!"

"Oh, that's it!" Huzi touched the back of his head and took the sweet potato into his arms.

"This little girl, can you sell this firewood?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man came over and asked.

"Uncle who sold it, if you buy them all, twelve copper plates!" said the dog at once.

"Little girl, your firewood is a bit expensive, but others only sell it for ten cents. ”

"Uncle, my firewood is naturally expensive, I guarantee that when you burn the fire, the fire is less smoke and does not choke people, and you see that my firewood is much more than other people's firewood, you will definitely not suffer!"

"Hahaha, you little girl is really able to speak, and she is a good material for trading, so let's do it, eleven copper plates, if it is successful, I will take this firewood." ”

"Okay, uncle, deal, I'll pack up the firewood for you!"

The dog was quick with his hands and feet, and soon re-tied the firewood with a straw rope and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Okay, girl, your hands and feet are sharp enough!" the man praised with a thumbs of thumb, and then handed over the copper plate in his hand.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Huzi, let's go!"

"Sister Dog, you are so powerful, you actually sold the firewood so quickly!"

"Hehe, it's nothing. The dog smiled, in the two years he was a beggar, he was already familiar with the ability to talk to people and talk nonsense!

"By the way, Brother Huzi, I still have to buy some rice, and it may take some time to buy some salt, and it will be dark now, why don't you go back first!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll accompany you!" Huzi said innocently.

Sure enough, by the time the two of them walked back to the village, it was already completely dark.

From afar, I saw a middle-aged woman walking back and forth with a small wooden stick in her hand.

"Oh, it's not good, it's my mother, sister Gou'er, I'll go back to the village along the path, you go first!" Huzi secretly screamed that it was not good, and he was about to run away.

"Huzi, where are you running little rabbit cub!" Aunt Li obviously saw her son, and chased after her with a wooden stick.

"Aunt Li, Brother Huzi is here to accompany me, so you can spare him!" the dog hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Dog, you don't have to intercede for him, I know best what virtues this little rabbit has, but seriously, don't come back so late next time, it's not very peaceful at night in the mountains. Hey, little bunny, stand there for me, and dare to run!"

As Aunt Li was talking, she saw the beard hiding behind the tree and probing her brain, and while scolding, she chased after her, and she couldn't care about the dog.

After a while, Huzi was pulled back by Aunt Li's ears!

"Oh, mother, it hurts, it hurts, it hurt Huzi shouted that it hurt and struggled at the same time.

"Yo, I still know that it hurts, this time I will let you remember it for a long time, see if you dare to go home so late!"

The dog looked at the noisy tiger mother and son and felt inexplicably funny, but there was a little envy in his heart.

"Let's go, Xiaoyu, my sister has taken you home!" the dog gently lifted the basket upwards and walked towards the hut.

It's just that this step seems to be a little faster than just now, as if trying to avoid something.