Three days later, the large amount of pills He Jianming ate took effect, and his injuries gradually stabilized, no longer developing in a worse direction, so it seems that there will be no more changes in a short period of time, just a year's changes, and after all, he still can't hide from it.

It has been sunny for a long time, the air is getting more and more humid, the weather is extremely hot and humid, and the clouds are thick, and after so many days of brewing, it seems that a heavy rain is about to fall.

The convoy stopped and stopped, changing directions from time to time, and the same scenery was all around, and Cheng Xiaoxi didn't know where he was at this time.

In order to avoid the rain, everyone can only find a village to settle down tonight, and sleep in the open for a few days, but the men are nothing, and the two women in the team have long been uncomfortable, eager to freshen up, and now they are settled here, but they have fulfilled their wishes.

After getting out of the carriage, Cheng Xiaoxi looked around and looked at the village.

I saw that this village has an excellent geographical location, located in the belly of the ditch, there is only one road in and out, the green hills on both sides, and the green trees are shady all around, just like a paradise.

Amid the cries of chickens and dogs, everyone drove the carriage into the village lane.

The small mountain village is isolated from the rest of the world, and few outsiders pass by, and now I saw so many horse-drawn carriages coming here, and every family ran out of the house, men, women, and children, all looked at everyone with a strange look.

Cheng Xiaoxi looked at them with the same curiosity, and when he saw that the villagers were dressed simply, and their faces were hungry, he realized that life was indeed not easy, and he was already very lucky like him.

After entering the village, everyone understood their intentions, and they were immediately treated with great hospitality, and they had not seen outsiders for a long time, and the villagers were all simple, and they all showed themselves at this moment. They each returned home, took out the wine and meat that they were reluctant to eat on weekdays, and took it all to the village chief's house.

The table is made up of two square tables, and the benches are brought from their respective homes. Despite this, the faces of all the villagers are filled with bright smiles, innocence, simplicity, and this is the brilliance of human nature.

didn't let Cheng Xiaoxi wait too long, and a large table of sumptuous dinner was presented in front of everyone's eyes, and the aroma was overflowing, which made people's appetite move.

On behalf of the villagers, the village chief dined with everyone, during which he did not see how to use chopsticks, but kept introducing the situation of the village to everyone, how to farm and hunt, and so on. After a meal, many people of the sky have learned how these ordinary people live under the same sky.

After dinner, everyone was assigned to different families and continued to enjoy the courtesy.

Cheng Xiaoxi and He Fatzi were arranged in a family of three, headed by a stocky middle-aged man wearing a sackcloth coat and a pair of loose gray trousers. His wife, also standing at the door, smiling, dressed in plain trousers, with her hair tied back with a hemp rope, stood in front of her a girl of five or six years old, with a pink face and a pair of big eyes sparkling, looking curiously at the two guests.

In order to show his gratitude, Cheng Xiaoxi searched all over his body, wanting to take out some gifts to repay their hospitality, but he only turned out some things used in his cultivation. He thought about it, but still didn't send it out, because for ordinary people, these things are useless at all, and they are not as practical as an ordinary pheasant.

Thinking of this, he explained a few words to He Fatzi, and then walked towards the outside of the village, and after a while, he disappeared into the woods.

Perennial exercise, at this time came in handy, Cheng Xiaoxi's body is extremely flexible, running and jumping in the mountains, not tired at all, perhaps this environment made him like a fish in water, and found the feeling of being on Longquan Mountain.

An hour later, night was approaching, the sky was covered with a layer of fog, gray, the mountain wind swept in, and the distant horizon flashed from time to time, and a rainstorm was coming.

He Fatzi was not very accustomed to the conditions of rural people, so he waited at the door, looking at the direction of the village, looking forward to the return of his junior brother, and waited for a long time or disappeared, and when he was complaining, a figure appeared in sight, and he immediately had the spirit and ran to meet it.

"Senior brother, what have you done?"

The rain fell dripping down, hitting the body, snapping, making people feel cold all over the body, He Fatzi shrunk his neck, fixed his eyes, and saw Cheng Xiaoxi holding a hare in his left hand and two pheasants in his right hand, and walked over with a smile.

He Fatzi opened his mouth wide, patted Cheng Xiaoxidi on the shoulder, and said with admiration: "Okay, junior brother, I didn't expect you to have this stunt, you are worthy of being a young man who came out of Longquan Mountain, hahahaha, admire and admire!"

Cheng Xiaoxi walked into the house and handed the harvest of the trip to the sturdy man, who took the pheasant and hare, and couldn't help but be flattered, and thanked him repeatedly, it turned out that the young man did not dislike his own humble house, but went to the mountains to catch wild things. He subconsciously looked behind the young man, and saw that the young man's back was empty, and there was clearly no bow and arrow, and he couldn't help but wonder how this young man should have caught these wild things in the mountains.

He shook his head, turned and walked into the kitchen, in his opinion, the people beyond the mountain must be very mysterious, and maybe some special abilities are not certain.

When Chengxi and He Fatzi lay on the bed, the rain outside the house became more and more intense, and the heavens finally could not bear the behavior of the world, and poured out endless anger, hitting the earth into potholes.

The sky was thundering and lightning was rolling one after another, as if the end of the world was coming.

He Fatzi had already fallen asleep, Cheng Xiaoxi turned over, turned his back to his senior brother, and finally felt that the snoring was a little quieter, he tightened the quilt, smelled the smell of grass and earth from the cotton cloth, and seemed to have returned to life on Longquan Mountain.

At that time, his parents were still around, and he slept peacefully in the next room, no matter how the heavy rain outside the house, he had a heart to rely on, no loneliness, no confusion, and no fear of facing the unknown.

Cheng Xiaoxi sighed, buried his thoughts deeply, sat up straight in the dark, and continued his so-called cultivation.

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At dawn, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the dogs in the village barked like madness when they heard something, and everyone was immediately awakened by the barking, and hurriedly got up and hurried outside the house.

After a night of heavy rain, the ground was wet, and the ground under his feet became muddy, and the village chief took two villagers to the entrance of the village to look at it, looking very solemn, because they understood that this kind of cry would only be heard when the living appeared.

Even though He Jianming was injured, his cultivation was still far superior to everyone else, he closed his eyes, and his powerful divine sense passed through the village path and extended towards the outside of the village, and soon, he opened his eyes and whispered: "It's here!"

Wang Yue immediately understood what he meant, he quietly came to the outermost part of the crowd, raised his hand to sacrifice his weapon, turned his back to everyone, and was silent.

Cheng Xiaoxi had never seen the master make a move, but now he was able to see it, but in such a scene, he saw the fat master's back straight, holding a palm-sized Lingding in his hand, his eyes were full of anger, and he was facing the direction of the entrance of the village.

Soon, the village chief and the two villagers were frightened, and ran back with a crawl, completely ignoring the mud under their feet, splashing up dirt, pointing behind them and shouting: "There are many people from outside the village!"

He Jianming's face was calm, and he said to the village chief: "Tell the villagers to hide, so as not to be implicated." ”

After saying this, He Jianming waved his hand, and then led a group of young people to the outside of the village, as if he wanted to transfer the battle to the outside of the village.

Everyone quickly formed a formation, and at the forefront were He Jianming and Wang Yue, two old men, who had the highest cultivation, so they were at the forefront.

Afterwards, there were Zuo Yulin, Shangguan Li and Yang Yamei, and in the back, there were the rest of the young people in southern Xinjiang, Tianjiao, and at the end, Cheng Xiaoxi and He Fatzi.

In the face of foreign enemies, no matter how narrow-minded Zuo Yulin is, he can only temporarily put those thoughts behind him, and everyone is united, but he is also magnificent.

Walking to the head of the village, Cheng Xiaoxi stuck his head out from behind the crowd, and only then did he see what they were going to face.

I saw that the open space outside the village had already been filled with people in black, and the queue was neat, and they were well-trained, and each of them was holding a long knife that was bright and shining, cold and murderous.

A man in black at the front stepped forward, pointed at everyone, his voice was low and hoarse, and there was no nonsense: "Hand over Chengxi, spare you from death!"