The early earthworm hears the cicada's call, and the evening earthworm welcomes the rain.

Sparrows hoard food and snow falls.

The ant's nest will rain.

The swallow flies low and wants to rain.

The toad came out of the hole, and the rain was stable.

Turtle back tide, rain signs.

Earthworms climbed onto the road, and the rain was like a mess.

The loaches are quiet and the weather is clear.

Pig bits, the cold wave is coming.

The chickens are late, the ducks are crying, and the wind and rain are coming soon.

Hearing cicadas in the rain heralds a sunny day.

......

When the shouting was heard, the singing in the distance also stopped.

The shouting came from under his feet, and Wu Ma Xin followed the sound to see a group of small people with high fingers and yellow-brown clothes holding knives and guns around their feet, and a small person under his feet, also wearing yellow-brown clothes. The group of villains had a strange appearance, with two antennae on their heads and a pair of wings on their backs.

The leader was a bearded little old man, he tapped the ground with his cane, and the yellow-clothed men around him withdrew their knives and guns, but they were still staring at Wu Ma's heart. The little old man said in a deep voice: "This hero, and move slowly." You're a rescuer from the Toad Clan?"

"Toad Clan, rescuer?" Wu Ma's heart was confused for a while, "I don't know any Toad Army, I'm just passing by." ”

The little old man in yellow breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In this case, I hope that the hero will raise his noble feet and let go of my prince." ”

"Oh. Wu Ma Xin lifted his foot lightly and took a step back. The man in yellow swarmed up and dragged out the man in yellow, who was almost flattened.

The man in yellow was a little miserable, one arm and one leg were crushed by the trampling, and he was not injured in the head, saving his life. His eyes were fixed on Wu Ma's heart, and his teeth itched with hatred.

"Thank you, hero. The little old man in yellow clenched his fists and commanded the man in yellow to retreat into the field.

Wu Ma Xin was about to continue walking forward, when his arm was suddenly grabbed by a large hand. He turned around, and the man made a boo gesture and pulled him to sit beside him.

The man had the face of an old peasant, bald, dark-skinned, and wore a homespun coat with trousers tucked into a boot. A bamboo cigarette pipe with a red cloth cigarette pouch hanging obliquely is inserted in the waist, and as soon as the body moves, the cloth tobacco pouch dangles around, which is very eye-catching.

The man whispered, "Don't make a sound, let's watch the show." ”

"Oh. Wu Ma nodded noncommittally.

As soon as the man in yellow carried the prince back to the field, the sound of war drums sounded on the other side, and a group of men in green had already climbed the ridge of the field, brandishing the chain hammer in their hands and rushing towards them.

The man in green is a head taller than the man in yellow, and his appearance is even more funny, with large eyes that occupy half of his face bulging outward, and a big mouth that grins almost to the base of his ears.

They don't have ears, though.

Presumably, the man in green saw that their prince was injured and took advantage of his illness to kill him!

The man in yellow did not panic and beat the drums of war at the same time. A large group of people in yellow also rushed to the ridge with knives and guns, and the number of people was more than ten times more than that of the people in green.

Although the momentum of the charge of the man in green was fierce, the gap in the number of people was too big, and he was gradually at a disadvantage, retreating one after another, and almost retreating from the ridge.

At this moment, the farmland was divided to the sides, revealing a row of shelves made of wooden sticks. A fixed transverse axis is installed between the shelves, with a lever perpendicular to the axis, which can be rotated freely around the axis. A weight was attached to the short arm of the lever, and at the end of the long arm hung a rag bag filled with stones. A team of green-clothed people pulled their long arms back to almost horizontal, and suddenly let go, and the stones flew towards the ridge, smashing the yellow-clothed man crying and calling his mother, and the corpse spread a thick layer on the ridge.

The little old man in yellow jumped, and hurriedly let out a hiss, and the man in yellow retreated to his team like a tide, screaming miserably.

The man in yellow naturally refused to give up. Dozens of able-bodied men tied up the grass and forcefully pulled an arc. Another group of emaciated men, with kites made of sticks and rags tied to their backs, lay on their backs on the grass. The able-bodied man let go of his hand and catapulted the emaciated man out. Those thin yellow-clothed men flew in the air and threw the knives in their hands downward, and the green-clothed men on the ground were suddenly in chaos and hid one after another.

A man dressed in green, who looked like a boss, grabbed the herald who ran past him and told him to continue beating the drums. The man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly waved the command flag. The drum beat again, and the man in green slowly calmed down, and peeled through the grass, revealing dozens of giant bows.

Compared to them, they are giant bows, but they are at most the size of a witch horse's heart.

Several men in green pulled the bowstring together, and sharpened sticks flew into the sky. The yellow-clothed men who were shot fell one after another, and even if the people dodged the wooden sticks, the rags behind them were pierced, and they plunged headlong into the field, and several green-clothed men immediately pounced, and the steel knives were on their necks.

Several elderly people in yellow gathered in a circle, frowning and discussing something, and finally, everyone reached an agreement. The little old man in yellow plucked a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, blowing a "squeak" scream. The boss in green nodded, and a man in green puffed out his cheeks and gave a "beep" in response.

The old farmer stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and said to Wu Ma Xin, "Okay, they have a truce. ”

Wu Ma was amazed when he heard it.

The yellow and green sides really stopped fighting, each packed up the corpses and knives and guns, and in a moment, the ridge returned to its original state. The man in yellow shouted, and they all plunged into the field. Qing Miao shook a few times, regained her composure, and no one was visible. The man in green also retreated into the field, but more slowly than the man in yellow.

The old farmer squatted on the ridge and reached out to hold down a trebuchet. The man in green glanced at the old farmer, hugged his fists again, and turned to leave. The old peasant took the trebuchet out of heaven and earth and put it in his arms.

Wu Ma asked curiously, "Brother, who are they?"

"People? haha, well, even if it's human. The old farmer took out some weeds from his cigarette pouch, stuffed them into a bamboo pipe, and then took out two stones and knocked out sparks to light them, and a puff of green smoke came out of his nose, and said, "The locusts in yellow are the locusts, and the toads are in the green." The two tribes have been fighting each other for many years, and it is also a pleasure to watch them fight every day. ”

Woo Ba Ku, Wu Ma Xin will not admit his mistake. The cigarette he smoked was the same as that of his senior brother Wang Ziqing, but the taste was not as delicious as that of the dragon milled grass, but it was a little choking.

Wu Ma Xin asked, "Why are these two tribes so short?"

"Haha, because they're not human in themselves. The old farmer smiled, "This locust tribe is a locust-like offspring, and that toad tribe is the descendant of the toad." Thousands of years ago, when the gods and demons were in a great war, the fallen demon blood happened to be sprinkled on this mountain. These guys just sucked the demon's blood, so they conjured into a human form, but the brain is still the original brain, so they can't leave this farmland, those who should eat grass eat grass, and those who should eat insects eat insects, haha. ”

"I see. Wu Ma Xin seemed to understand a little, and continued to ask, "Then what are you doing with this thing of theirs?"

"What's this?" the old farmer flipped the pocket trebuchet in his hand, "people claim to be extremely intelligent, but in fact they are not as pure and direct as them. I took this just for King Qi's reference. ”

"Brother, you are also the general of His Royal Highness King Qi?"

"Haha, the general can't talk about it, he has indeed been begging for a bowl of rice with King Qi before. The old farmer took another sip of the bamboo pipe and looked at Wu Ma's heart carefully, "If I'm not mistaken, you are Wu Ma's family?"

"Exactly, in the heart of the lower witch horse, from the end of the country. ”

"That's the best, my plowman just has something wrong, can I trouble Brother Wuma to take a look?"

"Do your bidding. ”

"It's refreshing. The old farmer handed the trebuchet and the longbow in his hand to Wu Ma Xin, and said, "I have to trouble my brother one thing, he met King Qi one day, and he gave him these two things, so he said that the old farmer of Yangshan brought them to him." ”

"I will not disgrace my life. Wu Ma Xin took the little thing, although it was made of ordinary wooden sticks, but it was very delicately made, like a work of art. Wu Ma Xin said, "Could it be that you are all arranged by King Qi to wait for me here?"

The old peasant looked at him sympathetically, with a look that you only understand. He took another sip and said, "Not exactly. The outside world thinks that King Qi is nothing more than trying to kill King Shun and seize the throne, which is the superficiality of the rural people. ”

"Oh?"

"Haha, King Shun sent me here to plow the fields and fish, cut down trees and study, in order to experience the people's livelihood and suffering, seek a way to soothe the people, and govern the country. ”

The two of them continued to walk along the ridge, and the field in front of them was still being cultivated.

On a hot day, the oxen panted heavily, snorted heavily, lowered their heads and pulled the ploughshare hard, and the earth quickly rolled to the side.

Wu Ma asked in surprise, "Didn't the land here be planted together?"

The old farmer said, "Naturally not. Different crops have different requirements, even if it is the same crop, in different light and humidity, there are different cultivation methods. Where the ploughing is generous, the strength wants to be soft, the soft wants to be strong, the resting person wants to work, the laborer wants to rest, the thorny person wants to fat, the fat person wants thorns, the urgent person wants to slow down, the slow person wants to be anxious, the wet person wants to be dry, the dry person wants to be wet, this is the truth. ”

"Oh. Wu Ma nodded again and again, but he didn't understand a word.

The old farmer pointed not far away and said, "It's my house in front, let's go and drink a glass of water." ”

Wu Ma clenched his fists and said, "Then I will be disrespectful." ”

......

The small courtyard is very elegant, the walls are full of loofahs, the fence is full of pods, and the green leaves are straightened to meet the sun, beautiful and quiet. There is a row of sycamores growing at the doorway, the largest of which is the thickness of a bowl and the smallest of which is the size of a teapot. On the north side of the courtyard is a low and dilapidated south house, the roof tiles are as dense as fish scales, the house has no sunlight all year round, it is dim and damp, the wall skin has long been peeled off, and the wall is uneven. A row of cowsheds on the east side of the yard is tall and bright, with an old ox lying in it. It can be seen that in the old farmer's heart, cattle are more expensive than him.

Wu Ma Xin asked, "Brother, where is the plowman?"

"Don't rush, drink saliva first. The old peasant poured water on Wu Ma's heart, and then took out a gong and struck it, and the sound of galloping footsteps suddenly sounded all around.

Wu Ma's heart frowned, and his heart suddenly became nervous.