Chapter Twenty-Six: The boy is fierce

Snowflakes were flying in the sky, catkins were dancing in the cold wind, and the snow on the ground was several feet deep, and everything in the sky and the earth seemed to be buried in the snow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoJust like the village in front of you and the mountains behind you, the ups and downs are one and the same.

At the head of the village, under the big pear tree, Yiyuan sat on the ground leaning on the trunk of the tree, his left leg curled slightly, his hands drooping on the snow, and his eyes looked at the sky slightly distracted.

It has been several days since he fell into a coma under the big pear tree that night, and was rescued by the villagers, and the people here were generous and kind to him, and gave him fur clothes to wear, houses for him to live in, and food for him to eat.

In addition, after waking up, there seem to be some more indescribable feelings in the body, and the Dao power has become stronger than before, which is also an unexpected small gain!

"Hey, the kid from outside, the village chief is waiting for you in the playground!"

Eager shouts came from far and near, and a boy of thirteen or fourteen staggered through the snow that was not half his leg deep.

The boy was a sturdy man, dressed in several clothes made of different animal skins, and looked very bloated, with red cheeks from the cold, and two snots about to form popsicles hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he looked like a cute fat monkey.

Yiyuan came back to his senses and looked at the young man, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Seeing Yiyuan get up and walk towards the pasture, the young man snorted, followed behind Yiyuan, and thought to himself, Wearing a thin leather coat, he came to sit on the snow under the tree every day, and estimated that he should be frozen stupid, and the young man muttered quietly.

But after a while, the young man who followed closely behind Yiyuan secretly scolded his mother in his heart, the snow is going to be legs deep, how can this birdman walk so fast, and he seems to be nothing, in order to keep up with his footsteps, he almost fell on the snow several times, fortunately, the grassland is not far away, or it will be a real shame.

The snow on the meadow was cleared, revealing the black, hard earth, and a great crowd of boys, a large group of half-grown boys, took off their outer clothes, and one by one they were jostling to see who had the most strength, and whenever they lifted a larger stone pier, they always shouted loudly and walked a few steps towards the people watching around them, showing off their strength.

Because of the harsh living environment, coupled with the conflict in the middle of the war, there are not many people in the village, only more than 200 people, most of the adult men are good hunters, they sit on the side, wipe their hunting bows, polish the knives in their hands, smile at their messy children, and praise each other from time to time.

The village chief sat on a large tiger skin chair above the stone platform, looked down at the crowd below, held the gourd at his waist, and drank a few sips of spirits.

Thinking back then, he was invincible all around, and he was also the best hunter, if it weren't for that damn war, where would he have lost a leg and lay bored all day, but compared to those brothers who didn't die, it was really much better.

Yiyuan walked past the noisy crowd, came to the village chief, bowed and saluted, and the young man who followed behind had already run to the group of half-sized children who were lifting the stone pier.

The village looked down at Yiyuan, and his heart couldn't help but be a little tired, the kid from outside was really fair-skinned, and according to his observations in the past few days, he stayed in the ice and snow at every turn, which showed that his brain was not bad. But it's really strange, how did he survive in the wild, especially when he was unconscious under the tree, although his clothes were dirty and shabby, but the smell of beast blood contaminated on them made him feel shocked, this kid is not simple!

"Young man, have you ever been used to living there?"

"Thank you for the village chief's concern, one yuan is very good here. Yiyuan replied.

"Where is the young man's house, why did he faint at the head of the village? ”

"I don't know where my home is, I have followed Master everywhere since I was a child, Master died a few years ago, I have been wandering in the snowfield, I was hunted by a wolf a few days ago, I escaped by luck, probably because of physical exhaustion, fainted in the village. I would also like to thank the village chief for his life. Thinking of Master, Yiyuan's face showed a sad look.

The village chief secretly observed Yiyuan, and saw that his expression was really not pretending, and there was nothing worth thinking about in the village, so the original vigilance in his heart was secretly put down.

"Can the village chief ask you for something?" Yiyuan said with some embarrassment.

"Oh, just say something. ”

"Can I stay here, I don't want to go out of nowhere. ”

Yiyuan was tired of going on endlessly like this, and looked at the village chief with hope.

"This is okay, but we don't raise idlers here, especially as men, we have to live on our own, otherwise it's nothing. The village chief said.

Yiyuan replied with a firm look: "I will definitely be able to support myself." ”

At this time, a man with a strong figure and a fierce face walked here, and when he heard Yiyuan's words, he squinted at Yiyuan and said indifferently: "Boy, it is not easy to support yourself. ”

"Then how do you prove it?" Yiyuan knew that Dahan didn't approve of him, so it was useless to argue, since you said I couldn't, then prove it to you, okay or not.

"Good boy, hmph, just talk about not practicing fake tricks, show me where to do it. Qin Hu didn't care about the tone of the one-yuan competition, and pointed to the stone pier in the middle of the group of half-sized children, the meaning was self-evident.

Yiyuan clenched his fist at Qin Hu, and then walked towards the stone pier of the crowd. The group of half-grown boys saw Yiyuan coming over, and they immediately became interested.

A little thin, dark little eyes turned, chuckled and said to the young man next to him who was a head taller than him: "Big dog, this is the foreigner, I heard that Sister Ping'er has been very concerned about him recently!"

Ping'er is her daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door, she asked him what he was doing, the young man's mind was lively, and the big dog suddenly felt a little unwelcome.

"Look at what he looks like a little white face, what can he do. The big dog said disdainfully.

Before he could get to the front, Yiyuan heard their discussions and coaxing, he was about the same age as them, and their ridiculous tone aroused Yiyuan's heart.

One yuan walked through fifty catties of stone piers, one hundred catties, two hundred catties, came to the largest stone pier in the field, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, exhaled lightly, only to see two thousand catties of stone piers being lifted high by one yuan.

"If he can lift it up, I'll eat it in public..." Before the words fell, the young man's eyes suddenly straightened, and his face turned red, as if he had been constipated for many days. ", no, dirt, show eats dirt. ”

Looking at the people around them who opened their mouths in amazement, Yiyuan's footsteps circled the ground lightly but firmly, and his eyes swept directly over everyone around him. Although the practice requires meditation and condensation, how could Yiyuan not have a little youthful temper, and for those mockery and nonchalant whispers before, Yiyuan has to prove with facts, I'm very good!

'Boom', the stone pier fell to the ground, splashing a puff of dust, and the yuan standing in it was spotless.

"Ah Jiang, what did you just say, you have to eat dirt in public!" A stocky little fat man looked at the young man who had just dropped his 'arrogant words' with a cute face, and his small eyes were full of serious strength.

A Jiang's face turned even redder, glared at the little fat man fiercely, and looked at the friends around him, always feeling that there was an alternative gaze looking at him, he was taught to speak to men since he was a child, and after a little struggle in his heart, he squatted down, picked up a handful of soil and raced into his mouth, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately his mouth turned fast, otherwise he really wanted to eat Xiang?

A Jiang's behavior suddenly stunned the young man who had been taken aback just now, thinking, alas, what a good boy, how can he not withstand the blow like this, seeing others lifting the stone pier of two thousand catties, thinking of him, he suddenly collapsed in his heart, trampled by tens of thousands of *** in his brain, and cried sadly.

A few brothers who usually get along well stepped forward silently and patted Ah Jiang's shoulder gently, and the comfort couldn't help but leak sideways. He even said: "Brother, it's not that you can't do it, as a man, you have to have confidence!

Ah Jiang said secretly, they didn't hear their words just now, and too, only the little fat man was close to him just now.

At this time, the little fat man said in a stunned voice: "I obviously saw that brother had already lifted it, and he still had to eat soil, I really don't understand you!"

Seeing Yiyuan effortlessly lifting a thousand catties of stone piers, the village chief and Qin Hu were both surprised, this child is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, and his achievements after that will definitely exceed his imagination. The village chief leaned over and said a few words to Qin Hu, Qin Hu turned to leave, and returned after a while, but there was something more in his hand.

It was a swarthy iron bow, ugly and rough in appearance, it didn't even look as good as ordinary iron tools, the only thing that was a little extraordinary was that there was a hideous and terrifying skeleton on each side, and the faint cold light revealed a soul-stirring anger and killing intent.

Qin Hu held the iron bow in his left hand, his muscles were raised, the clothes on his arms were bulging, and the hot breath was exhaling in his mouth, as if the iron bow weighed a thousand catties. The iron bow seems to be inconspicuous, but Qin Hu is extraordinary in his heart, when the village chief performed heroically in the contract battle, and was appreciated by the general, he gave him the bow he carried, the village chief was young at the time, and his courage was extraordinary. Qin Hu likes the iron bow very much, but unfortunately, he doesn't have enough strength to pull this bow, so he wants to be cheap today.

The village chief took over the old man from Qin Hu's hands, and gently stroked the bow, which was more delicate than touching his own woman, and the cold feeling reminded him of the scenes of the year, his voice was a little hoarse, and his dark and rough face was full of complicated feelings: "Nether, Nether, I have suffered you all these years, and I can only be hung on the wall every day, I understand your pain, and now I want to find a new partner for you, I believe you will not be lonely anymore." ”

Qin Hu squeezed into the crowd and said to Yiyuan, "Come here." ”

Yiyuan nodded, followed Qin Hu to the village chief, followed by a large group of boys who watched people's troubles, they wanted to hear what the village chief had to say.

The village chief smiled and said, "Next." And he put the iron bow to one dollar.

Yiyuan stretched out his left hand, caught it steadily, and looked at the village chief with a puzzled face, as if asking what to do?

"Try, can you pull him?"

Yiyuan glanced at the dark iron bow in his hand, thinking that it was another test. The length of the bow is about to catch up with the height of one yuan, slightly force a pestle on the ground, the left hand gently grasps the iron bow, lifts it towards the sky, the fingers of the right hand tightly pinch the bowstring, gently pull, the bowstring slowly opens, like a slight half moon.

The village chief touched his chin and exclaimed, "Good boy, this ghost is yours." ”

The crowd below was even more exclaimed, the Netherworld was actually pulled away by this young man, no one in the village had been able to pull it for many years, and a thought in his heart remembered, this young man is so fierce!