Wangzhuang Village. In a small fishing village near the sea, the villagers are not more than 100, and most of them are surnamed Wang Zhuang, so they are named.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the sea to eat the sea. Wangzhuang Village makes a living by fishing and hunting animals, and is essentially fishermen, but their land is called animal hunters, and there is a special agency to assess the grade.

The lowest is one star, and the highest is nine stars. However, those who can reach the nine-star beast hunter are not ordinary mortals, only saint masters with great magical powers can receive this honor.

The ancestors handed down a three-masted fishing boat, which is responsible for the living expenses of the whole Wangzhuang Village. It is said that it is a fishing village, more like a big family, sharing blessings and difficulties. Young and strong men go out fishing and hunting, and women weave nets at home. In the evening, the men, women and children of the village gather along the shore, hoping that their relatives will return safely.

"It's back! it's back!"

Twilight hour. The sunset hangs obliquely, and the afterglow spills over the sea. A three-masted fishing boat rode the wind and waves.

The villagers, young and old, were finally relieved, and they all liked and delighted, and rushed to meet the hero in their hearts.

The fishing boat docked and returned with a full load. The harvest is unimaginable. In the mouths of some old people, their ancestors had never seen so many demon beast corpses for generations.

"The meat is all fresh, let's eat and drink it at night!"

"All the rest are frozen and sealed, and when you find a good buyer to sell, the spirit stones in your hands are enough for the children to buy the blood qi pills they need for ten or eight years!"

Boss Zhuang smiled. He is not only the only two-star beast hunter in Wangzhuang Village, but also the village head. This time the sea harvest is huge, the children have a future, he is happier than anyone else.

The villagers, men and women, young and old, all came to help. Some unloaded, some removed the flesh and bones, some held the talismans made by the Holy Master to freeze and keep them fresh, and some were specifically responsible for carrying valuable monster materials.

Fishing boats catch too much. It is estimated that the whole village will work together, and it will be difficult to clean up without working in the middle of the night. Although tired, everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

"Brother Yi, what is this big meat ball?"

"It doesn't look like a monster!"

Zhuang Yi is the child king of the village. Greeted a group of friends, dragged and dragged the 'meat balls' off the fishing boat.

"This Uncle Meat Ball should also be a beast hunter, and he was unlucky enough to encounter a powerful sea beast...... It's become like this!"

Zhuang Yi is very patient to explain the situation to his friends. A bunch of big fart kids seem to understand whether they understand or not, but they are all face-saving, and they are not afraid of the terrifying appearance of 'Uncle Meatball', so they help together.

"Yi'er!"

A handsome young woman approached. She is Zhuang Yi's mother and Zhuang's wife, Wang Yueniang. Seeing the children tossing a strange-looking 'meat ball', he hurriedly came over to inquire about the situation.

"Mother!"

Zhuang Yi threw himself into his mother's arms. Although he followed his grandfather to the sea, he was only nine years old after all, immature and immature, and he was very affectionate when he saw his mother.

"Mother, Uncle Meatball is very pitiful, your medical skills are the best...... Find a way, save him!"

Zhuang Yi's good personality is estimated to be with his mother. Wang Yueniang didn't think twice after hearing this, and helped the child bring the 'meat ball' back to her home.

Half a month later.

Zhuang Boss returned to the courtyard of his home with excitement on his face, and laughed at Zhuang Yi, who was playing with the stone lock to polish his strength, and said, "Son, look at what good things Grandpa brought back to you!"

A crockpot filled with red pills the size of pigeon eggs. Zhuang Yi took a deep sniff, and the pungent smell of blood did not make him feel a little disgusted, on the contrary, his face was full of joy: "Grandpa, so many blood and qi pills...... It must cost a lot of spirit stones!"

"The value of those sea beast corpses is far beyond expectations, take out a little, and exchange it for enough blood qi pills for the children of the whole village to take for a year!"

Boss Zhuang said as he took out a small bottle and handed it to his son, "Well, this is Huiyuan liquid, for your uncle to treat his meatball!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Zhuang Yi's face was full of joy. He took the vial, turned and walked to the east room. The interior of the house is shabby, but it is very dry and clean. Looking through the light, a bloody ball of flesh was lying on the bed.

"Uncle Meatball, this is an elixir refined by the Holy Master, and it is extremely healing!"

Zhuang Yi uncorked the bottle. The mouth of the bottle leaned over and fed it carefully. The 'Uncle Meat Ball' in his mouth is only in human form, his eyes and nose no longer exist, and there is a cavity that can barely eat at the original mouth position.

Feed a bottle of Huiyuan liquid. Zhuang Yi could feel that Uncle Meatball's injury was improving. The fleshy body, which was originally blurred, began to show signs of scabbing healing.

"Grandpa, the Huiyuan liquid is very effective...... If you go to Yangliu Town again, bring a few more bottles back!" Zhuang Yi shouted at the next room.

"This kid ...... If you don't know the price of firewood and rice, you can know that this bottle of Huiyuan liquid costs nearly five spirit stones!"

Boss Zhuang sat at the table, drinking a little wine, shaking his head and muttering. Wang Yueniang brought the meat, and said in a strange tone: "Since it is fate, the child will help us to the end if he wants to save us, anyway, now ...... We don't lack those spirit stones!"

"Okay, okay, listen to you two mothers, I'll buy it another day!" Zhuang Boss muttered. looked at his wife's eyes, but they were full of tenderness.

The days passed. Zhuang Yi grew up day by day. His 'Uncle Meat Ball' injury is also getting better day by day.

"Grandpa! Mother, come here!"

"Uncle Meatball's blood scab is all off, he, he ......"

Zhuang Yi, who has grown into a sturdy boy, ran over with an incredible face, dragged and dragged his father, and called his father and mother to the house of 'Uncle Meatball'.

At first glance. Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang were like sons, their faces full of surprise.

'Uncle Meatball' is still a meatball, and his limbs are gone. But the blood scab that originally covered the body was gone, and the skin was as white and tender as a baby. Not only that, but his face is also revealed, handsome and flawless. It's just a pair of hollow eyes, as if they have lost their souls, and their expressions are dull.

"He's so handsome!" Wang Yueniang said in a low voice.

"It's a pity, I should have been overly frightened and suffered from soul loss...... Although man is alive, he has no hands or feet, and he has no consciousness...... It's better to live than to die!" Boss Zhuang shook his head and sighed.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining. Zhuang Yi pushed the 'Uncle Meat Ball' to the courtyard. The face that has grown into an adult is full of indescribable excitement.

"Uncle Meatball, I'm going to the Willow Town Sanctuary tomorrow to participate in the Enlightenment Ceremony...... You say, can I successfully awaken the spirit seed and become a holy master?"

His Uncle Meat Ball was the same as ever, his eyes were empty and glazed, and there was no reply.

"If I become a holy master, I can ask those adults in the Holy Church to help you cure your soul loss!" Zhuang Yi seemed to be used to, talking to himself, his face full of longing and hope.

A few days later.

Weeping could be heard from inside the hut. Zhuang Yi is like a child, when he encounters something unhappy, he comes to 'Uncle Meatball' to complain. It's just that this time it's the most serious, and I'm depressed and disappointed to the extreme.

"Why can others awaken the spirit seed, but I didn't succeed!"

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling......"

'Uncle Meatball' still didn't respond. Zhuang Yi also knew that he couldn't get any response. Lying in the arms of 'Uncle Meatball', tears wet the other's chest and clothes.

He only cared about sorrow and weeping, and he didn't notice the empty eyes of 'Uncle Meatball'...... A flash of pity crept in.

A few more years passed. Zhuang Yi grew up, and his father and mother gradually grew old. Although he did not become a saint master, through his continuous efforts, he was recognized by the temple and rated as a three-star beast hunter.

Wangzhuang Village is the second three-star beast hunter in history, and the youngest. This year, he was just nineteen years old, and it was a full ten years since he brought back 'Uncle Meatball'.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhuang Yi is already a burly man with a height of eight feet. There is no childishness on his face, only strong hatred. Wielding a spear in his hand, hunting and hunting.

Syllable!

The tip of the spear pierced through the stake in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist, the stake fell to the ground in pieces.

"If I become a holy master, if I am stronger, I can save Uncle Mang!"

"I won't watch him be bitten by a sea beast and die on the spot!"

"Why!

Zhuang Yi roared. Inside the house, Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang shook their heads and sighed. They knew their son's feelings, and they were filled with grief and anger, and hated themselves for being useless. However, in the hearts of the father, the son has done a good job.

A snowflake drifted down the eaves and landed on Uncle Meatball's jet-black hair. His empty and dull eyes flashed with pity. Unlike in the past, after a full decade, the first response was finally given.

"Yi'er, do you want to be stronger!"

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