Chai Xing took a long sip and said proudly that like every man in the Hezhe Department, his reverence for the old patriarch's heavenly oracle was like a surging river.

Jiang Luo's heart moved, and he sighed: "If I have the opportunity, I really want to meet this master." ”

Chai Xing said with a smile, "The fifteenth day of the next month is the triennial moon festival, and all the young people in the village get together to compete, and according to the regulations, the winners can go to the Purple Mansion to pay homage to the heavens and receive awards and training.

Brother Jiang, if you really want to see his old man's demeanor, hurry up and take care of your body and win the championship on the moon sacrifice day. ”

"I'm not from your clan, is it appropriate to participate in the Moon Festival event?", Jiang Luo hesitated.

Chai Xing patted his chest, "If you really want to participate, this matter is on me." ”

"Then please big brother", Jiang Luo hugged his fists.

Yang Junlan had already made the bed, covered her son with a quilt, and probed outward: "It's not early, let's talk tomorrow, Jiang Luo has just recovered, and he needs to rest well." ”

Chai Xing stood up and said, "Got it, I'll come now." ”

After he entered, Jiang Luo also returned to the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

The next day, the sky was faint.

As soon as the gate opened, three figures jumped out of the bamboo house, and they floated more than ten meters away in a flash.

"Brother Jiang, please take care of Wang'er, let's go for morning exercises. ”

Chai Xing's rough voice came into the eardrums, and Jiang Luo shook his head and woke up.

"Okay, you can go with confidence, leave the house to me", Jiang Luo turned over and got up, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, the little guy Chai Wang opened his arms and walked towards him.

"Uncle, hug. ”

Jiang Luo looked at the child's innocent smiling face, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he bent down and carried him to the bamboo bed.

"Wang'er, is your uncle really like me?"

Through yesterday's conversation, Jiang Luo already knew that Yang Junlan had a younger brother named Yang Junrui, who was a good guy loved by everyone in Jixiang Village, but unfortunately his life was not good, and he was brutally killed by the enemy not long ago, and his bones were gone.

Chai Wang nodded and babbled, "It's very similar, except for the hair." ”

"What kind of person is your uncle?", Jiang Luo asked curiously.

Chai Wang blinked, "My aunt and uncle hugged each other, like my father." ”

Jiang Luo was speechless for a moment, this kid is really a little ghost, he knows everything.

However, Chai Xue likes Yang Junrui to him unbelievable, after all, if he loves someone deeply, he will always love Wu and Wu, and he especially prefers people who are similar to him.

Thinking back then, he was willing to take risks for a strange girl who looked like Luo Churan, if Chai Xue really loved Yang Junrui, how could he be so indifferent to him?

"Wang'er, let's play rattle", Jiang Luo has no younger siblings, and his only cousin also recognized him when he grew up, so he had to fool him with toys when he saw that the child was really not good.

"Good", Xiao Chai Wang is very talkative, holding a rattle and dangling it.

A large tree stands at the entrance of the village, and the canopy of the tree is like a giant umbrella, providing the villagers with a large shady open space, and the dense crystal green leaves are interspersed with small red flowers.

This tree is called phoenix wood, and there is one at the entrance of each village.

Dozens of strong men lined up in the open space, and the man in front stepped in front of the boulder more than half a person high, arched his brown and bronze back, hooked the edges and corners of the stone with both hands, and exerted his strength angrily.

"Up!"

In an instant, a boulder weighing more than 500 catties rose from the ground, but a layer of fine sweat appeared on the strong man's head, which showed that this move was not easy.

The old village chief moved a rattan chair, sat upright in front of the boulder, looked at them meticulously, looked solemn, and muttered: "This group of children is mediocre, once they leave Jixiang Village, I am afraid that it will be difficult to gain a foothold." ”

When Chai Xing heard this, his heart seemed to be pricked by a poisonous needle, and he was really uncomfortable, the village chief was telling the truth, most people in the village did not have the ability to wander outside.

Soon, the brawny men in front of them finished lifting the boulder and flashed to the side to wait for the village chief's guidance.

Chai Xing held back his strength, turned his spiritual power, and violently lifted the boulder, moving it up inch by inch, lifting it high above his head, like showing off, and walked around the open space.

"Good!"

"It's awesome to be the leader of the last moon festival!"

The cheers came and went, Chai Xing smiled slightly, put down the boulder lightly, and when he turned around, he glanced at the village chief.

The village chief nodded, his eyes flashing with admiration and amazement.

"A bunch of crap, playing some pediatric games, and being complacent. ”

Suddenly, a cold and piercing banter resounded at the entrance of the village, and men, women, and children were shocked and looked around in panic.

The village chief stood up, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and asked vigilantly, "Who is here?"

"Hehe, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. ”

The man sneered again, but did not show up.

"Village Chief, what should we do?"

The village chief stretched out his hand, signaled everyone to calm down, and then said heavily: "Go back to your own house, settle the old people and children, and then gather at the entrance of the village." ”

As soon as the order was given, people rushed home.

Chai Xing stepped back, dragged his wife and sister, and couldn't wait to return home.

…………

In the house, Jiang Luo was telling Chai Wang a story, and suddenly, the sky was dark, the bright daylight was obscured by floating clouds, and the bamboo house was shrouded in a gloomy skylight.

"Is this going to rain?", Jiang Luo muttered, glancing out, a claw thicker than the mouth of the bowl and extremely sharp came in through the door.

Immediately afterward, the spiritual power came overwhelmingly, swept through the entire bamboo house, and the other paw also landed on the terrace.

"Click!"

The huge claws scratched angrily a few times, and the bamboo house began to tilt and crumble.

Jiang Luo gasped, hurriedly hugged Chai Wang, tiptoed a little, and ran to the door like the wind.

However, one side was yellow, slippery, and the bare wings poked downward, blocking him in front of him, blocking his way.

Jiang Luo's heart trembled, and when he fixed his eyes, it was a pterodactyl as big as a mountain, and when its wings were fully spread, it was enough to cover the sky and the sun.

A young man in white sat straddling the back of the pterosaur, with a round cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, his face was delicate, but his eyes were vicious, his left hand pressed the back of the pterosaur, and his right hand held a golden compass.

"Brush, brush!"

Strangely, as soon as the pterosaur stopped, the compass began to spin rapidly, and the hands flashed with brilliant golden light.

Chai Wang burst into tears, buried his head in Jiang Luo's arms, and screamed indistinctly.

"Wing Yi Yi ......"

"Hahaha, the little fool can't even speak, what's the use of leaving you?", the young man sneered contemptuously.

Jiang Luo's brows furrowed, the disgust for teenagers in his heart reached its peak, even a madman who killed people without blinking an eye might not be so harsh on children.

The boy also looks like he is just a child, and his heart is so vicious and cold.

The pterosaur turned its face, looked at Jiang Luo with cold vertical pupils, and raised one of its wings.