Zhangjiazhai was originally a village, because the people in the village were surnamed Zhang, so it was called Zhangjia Village. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, with the intrusion of a gang of bandits, this quiet land has been filled with a bloody storm.

Around Huaishui County, there are dozens of villages attached, but now if you spread out the map, you can find that the forty or fifty villages in the past, now there are only about 20 left, and the rest are all slaughtered by the bandits, and the people who fled or hid in the county seat, or ran to the neighboring villages, gradually, with the increase in the number of foreign refugees, Zhangjia Village is not all surnamed Zhang, and gradually evolved into a village.

The tall bamboo hedge, forged with iron bamboo, can be rigid and flexible inlaid with neatly arranged ebony wood, reflecting the shimmering cold light, and the outer layer is covered with wattles, and there are countless sharp barbs, enough to easily tear off the skin and flesh of a large insect.

The watchtower erected of wood has been guarded by two strong men for many years, and the only gate is patrolled by dozens of people, and there is no shortage of horse-drawn carriages, barbed wire, various traps, and improvised earthen cannons.

In the first 10,000 years, the development of civilization has a history of 10,000 years.

Over the years, countless amazing and brilliant people have emerged, and strange people have emerged one after another, making war offensive and passive defense gradually evolve into an art.

At the very least, in the eyes of normal people, this small village in front of them is definitely impregnable, and it is difficult for tens of thousands of troops to conquer.

The little fat man had a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looked left and right, and was lazy for almost fifteen days before he arrived here.

If it weren't for Zhang Erzhu, a man would have been sent to report his safety at home in advance, otherwise, the people in the entire village would have to fry the pot, dispatch the main force, and look for it all over the mountains.

"I'm hungry." The little fat man pointed to his bulging belly and pouted his red mouth.

Zhang Erzhu smiled bitterly, a group of dozens of big men, almost all the dry food on their bodies was about to be eaten up by the little fat man alone, if it weren't for the fact that along the way, he would often make some game, I really don't know if the dry food on all of them was enough for him to eat alone.

"Brother Chubby is holding on for a while, and our village is in front of us." Zhang Erzhu said.

Because of the peculiarity and mystery of the little fat man, Zhang Erzhu and others did not dare to climb high and intersected with their peers.

In the past three years, the little fat man has been living in the wild forest, and the beast is enlightened, and the living habits are all similar to the beast, unruly, at a young age, he is a little obedient, if it is not for the good impression of the little fat man before, Zhang Erzhu and them, I am afraid they will also be like that group of noble teenagers, thrown out by him alone.

While! While! While! While......

A burst of gongs and drums resounded throughout the village, and the men on the two watchtowers reported to the village as soon as they saw Zhang Erzhu and his party.

With the sound of "crunching", more than a dozen men pulled up the ropes before pulling the heavy wooden door open.

A large group of women came over with smiles, and many little dolls of a few years old, with small stumbling steps, laughed and threw themselves into their father's arms.

"Okay, good, a lot, they're all back!" An old man's eyes were a little blurry, and he nodded in satisfaction and laughed, revealing a few remaining yellow teeth.

Hunters rely on the mountains for a living, and every time they enter the mountains, it is a parting of life and death.

Although Zhangjiazhai has gathered a large number of excellent hunters after integrating multiple villages, accidents are everywhere, even if it is the first marksman in ten miles and eight towns, isn't it in the first few years, when entering the mountain, was eaten by the cunning four-clawed tiger?

The women, crowding their men into the village, on both sides of the street, stood old men with yellow teeth and white hair, looking at the group of men with a smile on their faces, full of gratification.

"Dog, you're twenty-three this year, other people's families are as old as you, and you've already become a father, so you should ask for a daughter-in-law." An old man laughed.

The rest of the people laughed, and the young man with a somewhat handsome face blushed shyly, scratched his head, and smirked innocently.

"Hey, whose family is that baby at the door, why haven't I seen the old man?" An old man found the little fat man, put his hands behind his back, and walked over.

Looking at the fat face of the little fat man, his cheeks were flushed with pink, his eyes were big, very clear, and he was cute, no one could help it, and wanted to pinch him on his face.

The little fat man was a little scared, it was the first time he had seen so many people.

In the past, there were only a dozen or twenty hunters, and the most was the group of noble young men, surrounded by hundreds of servants.

Zhangjiazhai has a large population, because it is a village with a radius of 100 miles and strong combat effectiveness, which naturally attracts the villages that have been flattened by bandits, resulting in a large number of homeless people who come to defect, and its total population has reached as many as seven or eight thousand.

Thousands of pairs of eyes, looking directly at the little fat man, made him feel very uneasy, especially the group of women who were overflowing with maternal love, like a group of jackals constantly drooling, looking at a little lamb.

As the little king who has dominated the wild forest for three years, he is naturally very uncomfortable with this feeling, baring his teeth and silver teeth, and threatening with milk: "Look, beat you all up!" ”

"This baby is so fierce, Erzhu, where did you come from?" The old man asked Zhang Erzhu next to him.

Zhang Erzhu hurriedly signaled the old man to silence, leaned into his ear, and muttered for a long time, carefully telling the ins and outs.

"What? Suspected child of a demon god? "The old man had a very loud voice, and when he was young, he once roared and shook down a monkey, and until now, he has been talked about by the people, and he is a great man.

The little fat man was also taken aback by this roar, and just wanted to steal a corn from a corn pile, so he hurriedly retracted his little hand, looked directly at the corn pile, chewed the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and was ready to wait for a while, waiting for the opportunity again.

Zhang Erzhu smiled bitterly: "The little fat brother can be alone, at the age of three, in the vast wild forest, the king and hegemon, and that group of beasts, as if they have wisdom, avoid them far away, in broad daylight, are lifeless, every night, all kinds of beasts shout, really frightening and terrifying." If it weren't for the divine power of the demon gods, who could have done this? ”

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Not long after, Zhangjiazhai was full of people, almost everyone came out of the house, many old men on crutches, trembling all over, and needed the support of their children, seemed to be a lot tougher, and they all wanted to see the children of the demon gods.

"Xiaozhu's father, you are amazing, you went into the mountains, and you actually killed the four-clawed tiger and picked up the child of the demon god."

"His aunt, I didn't kill the four-clawed tiger, before I entered the mountain, the fur of the big insect became the sheet used by the little fat brother to make the bed."

The little fat man hid behind a conical cornpile, poked out half of his face, and looked at everyone vigilantly.

"Little baby, what's your name?" A delicate woman asked in a kind tone.

Women are born with a unique charm, very kind, she squatted down, and the little fat man's gaze was in a flat line, and the faint smile on her face was full of a kind of love.

The little fat man blinked, shook his head, broke a pinch of corn kernels, loosened them in his mouth, and chewed them "creak".

"Daddy, he steals our corn." Zhang Erzhu's son, Xiaozhu, who was five or six years old, pulled his father's robe and pointed at the little fat man.

Zhang Erzhu slapped him down and slapped the back of Xiaozhu's head, making him grin in pain.

"I don't have a name, but when I was born, I knew that I had to hunt and eat, and to drink clear, clean spring water, or the ......droplets of water that fell from the cliffs," said the little fat man.

The women shouted pitiful, gossiping east and west, the enthusiasm of the simple women, the silent concern of the men, so that the little fat man was very unbearable, why the people in the whole village, compared with the livestock in the wild forest, so different?

The little fat man was about to be swallowed by the sea of people, and the little fat man could still feel the kindness that everyone was concerned about, so he could only spread his legs and run, and before leaving, he kicked a few corns in his arms, and the little pillar screamed.

"Okay, okay, a bunch of women, what are you yelling about? No, I scared the demon god children away, so I quickly went home to make a fire and cook. An old man of sixty or seventy years old, on crutches of Nanmu, with a majesty between his eyebrows, all the women nodded and went home without saying a word.

"Owner, aren't you always in retreat, why did you come out?" Zhang Erzhu hurriedly went up to help.

"The old man was in retreat, but he was distraught by the noise outside, so he went out to take a look, and learned that you had brought the child of the demon god back to the village."

When Zhang Erzhu and the others heard this, they immediately became nervous, and said eagerly: "Those mothers-in-law, if it's okay, you know that you are shouting, if there is any accident in the owner of the village, how should you live?" ”

Zhang Qingzheng waved his hand, and said with a clear will: "The old man has been rushing through the customs for decades, and he is getting old, and he has not broken through the Yijin realm after all, and now he is old and lonely, and he is just holding on to a glimmer of hope." ”

"By the way, what about that kid, take him to the old man quickly."

Zhang Erzhu answered, and a group of men began to look around for the whereabouts of the little fat man.

The whole Zhangjiazhai is not big, but it is not small, and among thousands of people, it is relatively easy to find one person.

However, the whereabouts of the little fat man are erratic, the first half of the foot heard that the little sheng mother who lives in South Street was blatantly stolen a fat chicken by the demon god child, and the second half of the foot heard that under the attention of the dog's daughter-in-law, a little fat man broke in, saying that his house has officially become his territory......

After running around the village several times, I found a little fat man who was struggling with a leg of lamb on the road covered with chicken bones, pig bones, and cow bones on the ground, and in a corn pile.

"Brother Erzhu, you came just in time, did you see the stone carving? But all the circles drawn in the stone carvings are my territory. The little fat man raised the leg of mutton in his hand, and called him a brother and sister with a man in his thirties.

Zhang Erzhu took a look at the stone carving for a long time and understood the meaning of his painting.

"Little fat brother, you paint like this, it is equivalent to painting many people's homes on your territory, they have no home, the night is cold, where do you let them live?" Zhang Erzhu asked.

The little fat man said seriously: "Take the sky as the quilt, the ground as the bed, spread a few animal skins, set up a bonfire, and blow a small breeze at night, how good is it?" ”

After that, the little fat man generously took out a few animal skins from the baggage that could only be used as strong men's pants, and said: "Well, give them this, I will never take advantage of others, and I should be the money to buy them." ”

In the past three years, the little fat man learned the language and the basic rules of survival in a civilized society from the hunters who entered the mountains, and knew that only with money could he buy a lot of delicious food.

However, the little fat man had no money, but from some hunters, he knew that the skins of the animals he hunted could be exchanged for money when they were sold in the market.

For Xiao Fat, whose mind is still competing with wild beasts for food, there is still a long way to go to teach him the rules of survival in the civilized world.

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