Chapter 5: Time Lapse

"Come on, your plate of cinnamon and bamboo meat, two taels of wine, and this bowl of thick noodles a little more than others" Zhao Li held a tray, shouted loudly, and walked out of the kitchen.

Chen Feng looked at the meal in front of him, which was not a meal for him, frowned, picked up the thick noodles and tasted a little.

The noodles were rough and astringent, difficult to swallow, Chen Feng showed an embarrassed expression and couldn't help sighing.

"What, it's okay if you don't have food from Yuexi City?" Zhao Li laughed, turned around and walked into the kitchen, brought out two more bowls of noodles, gave one bowl to Dezi, and kept one bowl for himself.

"Brother Xie Zhao!" Dezi said thank you with a smile and a few slices of cinnamon bamboo meat, and the sound of noodles echoed in Chen Feng's ears.

"You eat slowly, be careful of choking" Zhao Li patted Dezi's head, and also sandwiched a few pieces of cinnamon bamboo meat, and ate it.

In a short time, the two of them finished eating. Dezi couldn't help but lick the bowl, smacking her mouth, still unsatisfied.

Zhao Li put away the two empty bowls and said to Chen Feng: "This is the Great Wilderness, thick noodles are a good thing, if you can't adapt to it, you should find another place to recuperate."

Chen Feng looked at Zhao Li's back and slowly walked into the kitchen, stared at the bowl in front of him, laughed, and soon a large butterfly cinnamon bamboo meat and a large bowl of thick noodles were in his stomach.

It's still hard to swallow and has a rough mouth, but there's a little wine!

Chen Feng picked up two taels of wine, and when he was about to drink it, Zhao Li hurriedly ran out of the kitchen: "You are an injured person, you can't drink." So he snatched it, drank it all, pouted his mouth, leisurely took the empty wine bowl, and went into the kitchen again.

Chen Feng looked at Zhao Li's back blankly, is this the second time that he has been tricked?

"Child, are you Chen Feng?" Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind Chen Feng, his tone was smooth, but he was a little lacking in qi.

Chen Feng hurriedly turned to look behind him, only to see an old man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles and age spots, leaning on a bone cane, showing a kind smile towards Chen Feng.

"The kid is Chen Feng, I don't know who the old gentleman is?" Chen Feng saluted with his fists and asked suspiciously, his eyes wandered, and he swept over the Dezi next to him and Uncle Tiger who was standing behind the old man with a big grin.

Uncle Tiger pointed at the old man with his finger, saying dumb words in his mouth, not knowing what to say, Chen Feng helplessly turned his head to look at the last hope, Dezi.

"Old ~ old ~ sacrifice! Why are you here? Dezi was taken aback, and his words were not good. Hurriedly walked towards the old man and held the old man.

"You, don't be idle all day, tomorrow you will follow Xiaohu to Qinghuangze to hunt" The old man stretched out his shriveled hand, touched Dezi's head, and said with a smile.

"Old Priest~" Dezi shook the old priest's arm and begged.

"That's it" The old priest knocked on Dezi's head, and walked towards Chen Feng tremblingly, Dezi hurriedly went up to support him, and accompanied him on the side.

"Child, you can escape from the mouth of that demon beast, and it is also a big fate, but there are still relatives along the way?" the old priest asked, touching his beard.

"Old priest, I am alone in the caravan, and there are no other relatives," Chen Feng said with his fists clenched, perhaps pulling the wound on his abdomen, and hissing in pain.

"Ahem, cough~ Child, the caravan in Yuexi City will always be attacked by the demon beasts in the Great Wilderness, you are blessed with a great life~ Ahem. Qingze Village welcomes everyone" The old priest coughed, and then showed a kind smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and smiled: "That kid is placed in Qingze Village"

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Chen Fengxuan's location is next to the gate of the village, although Dezi and Uncle Tiger have persuaded him that he is afraid that there will be demon beasts attacking.

But Chen Feng declined the kindness and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang said that he hasn't been here for a few years, so it's okay." The crowd couldn't resist him, so they settled under a willow tree at the entrance of the village. Within a few days, a small wooden house of about 20 square meters was built.

After Chen Feng slept at Zhao Li's house for a few nights, he also had his own house.

Pushing open the door every day, you can see the blacksmith shop opposite, an energetic old man, waving a sledgehammer, smiling at Chen Feng, with a deep gaze, as if he had seen through everything.

The moonlight is like water, quietly pouring a touch of coldness. Caressing the sleeping mountain village. Under a weeping willow tree next to the village gate, in a small dilapidated house, a man suddenly opened his eyes.

Chen Feng tiptoed out of bed, gently leaned on the door frame, and looked outside, it turned out that there were several wild monkeys trying to sneak into the village.

Chen Feng smiled, walked to the side of the bed and lay down again, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

There was no word all night.

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Time passed quickly, and Chen Feng was unlucky to find that some of the elixirs and spiritual herbs in the village were completely unable to heal this scar on his abdomen.

What's even more unfortunate is that he calculated that he has been dead for a year based on the time of the temple obtained by the old priest!

In order not to worry the villagers, they squeezed through the door of this small hut and asked for warmth. I can only wrap it in strips of cloth and pretend that nothing happens.

The villagers also knew that Chen Feng had used a lot of elixirs and spiritual herbs, so they thought that he had indeed been cured. As a result, the door of this small wooden house played its role safely and steadily under the protection of Chen Feng.

Time passed quickly, and it had been a few months since Chen Feng came to Qingze Village, but the wound still could not heal.

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The morning sun shot obliquely on a verdant wood, and a group of adults walked under a lookout with large knives, spears, daggers, etc., talking and laughing.

"Huzi, what do you say we're going to kill this time?" asked a slightly fat middle-aged man with a grin and a middle-aged man next to him.

"Old wolf, this beast has hurt a lot of us lately. It's long overdue, what do you think?, "The man known as Huzi said with a grin.

"Well, but the old wolf spirit is not easy to deal with. Agui yawned and said.

We dispatched so many people this time, we should always bring some good goods back, besides, the sacrificial activities in the village are also coming, there must be sacrifices on the table, so that the prestige of our village is strong, otherwise we have to let the people from other villages look down on it" Huzi said angrily.

"Okay. Agui nodded helplessly, "It's another fierce battle." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Huzi smiled, "There are a lot of us!

A crowd burst out laughing.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling and crushing dead branches came from the woods, which sounded like thunder in the ears of the villagers.

A group of people looked at the woods with solemn expressions, and their voices were getting closer and closer, as if the sound of breathing was extremely clear.

At the edge of the bushy woods, a head sticks out, and a pale boy drags a roe deer slowly towards the crowd.

"It turned out to be Chen Feng, I thought it was a little monster. Huzi shook his head and smiled heartily at the young man.

"Uncle Tiger, where are you going?" Chen Feng responded to Uncle Tiger with a smile.

"There's an old wolf spirit at the edge of the woods lately, and we're about to clean up a few of us. Huzi smiled and said, "Little brother Chen Feng, it's okay, I killed a roe deer, it's not bad." Huzi pointed to the roe deer and said.

"What's the matter, compared to the old wolf spirit you want to kill, Uncle Tiger, what am I. Chen Feng scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.

"Alright, you go back, we're leaving. Pay attention to the body, the face is white like my goat's hair. Huzi waved his hand, and the group walked through the bushes into the woods.