"Our Yangjiazhai is the owner of the village. Just wait here for news. If the owner of the village asks you to stay, you can stay, and the owner of the village lets you go, and I can't help it...... However, the owner of the village is cold and hot-hearted, and his nature is pure, so he will not drive you away. ”

The thin and tall man saw Yang Xu's worried and worried expression, so he comforted him warmly.

After a while, the burly black man named Fugui returned in a hurry, and when he came to the hut, he threw a piece of coarse cloth short brown in his hand in front of Yang Xu, and grinned: "The owner of the village is benevolent and agrees with you to stay." He also said that if you really have nowhere to go, you can just live in our Yangjiazhai with peace of mind, and in the future, if you have a bite to eat from us, you will not be hungry. Eat a bite to eat, then take a shower and change your clothes, and get a good night's rest. If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Yang Xu's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, his face was solemn, and he saluted to the thin man and the burly black man: "Yang Xu, a fugitive from the Northland, take it in by the lord of Xie Zhai!" Thank you for taking it in! ”

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From the time of crossing until now, most of the day has passed, and after several tosses, Yang Xu is hungry and thirsty.

He drank a bowl of gruel brought by the burly black man Yang Fugui, and after taking a bath, he lay down on the small wooden bed in the house to prepare to rest.

It's just that although his eyelids are astringent and sleepy, he lies on the bed and tosses and turns, and can't sleep for a while.

The bowl of gruel he had just drunk was made of corn mixed with bran, which was bland and tasteless, and he was still a little choked when he swallowed it.

However, I heard Yang Fugui say that the harvest of the village has been poor in the past two years, and such corn porridge mixed with bran is already the best food that the villagers can eat.

Within a moment of drinking porridge, Yang Xu, who had been in the workplace for many years in another world and had experienced all kinds of intrigues, easily took out a lot of things about Yangjiazhai and even Zhao Guo from the mouth of Yang Fugui, who had no scheming city government and a tendon in his head.

Decades ago, the world was in turmoil, Zhao was not established, and a group of green forest people led by the current owner of the village, Grandpa Yang Hongyu, hid in this mountain forest to avoid the war, and built this almost isolated village.

Because the villagers are mostly surnamed Yang, they are named Yangjiazhai, and Yang Hongyu's grandfather was elected as the first owner of the village because of his high morality and benevolence.

In the early construction period of Yangjiazhai, the villagers did not change the green forest atmosphere, and they went out to rob their homes every once in a while, and their lives were quite moist.

However, in Yang Hongyu's father's generation, the world was unified, and the people were determined, and the emperor of Zhao began to order the suppression of bandits and robbers in various places, and restore peace to the people.

After losing some people, the villagers of Yangjiazhai finally died down, conformed to the general trend, became naturalized and became good citizens, cultivated fields under the mountain, raised some chickens and ducks on the mountain, and lived a semi-secluded life.

A few years ago, an enemy of Yang Hongyu's father came to seek revenge, and Yang's father responded angrily, and although he finally killed his opponent, he also died of his injuries.

After the death of Yang's father, the villagers elected Yang Hongyu to take over as the new owner of the village after discussion.

Yang Hongyu is not very old, but her kung fu is not bad, and she is chivalrous and benevolent, fair, and quite fatherly, so she is very loved by the villagers.

The Zhao State where Yangjiazhai is located, and the Beihu in the north, which has been established for a hundred years, have been in constant dispute for many years, especially in the border area, there are wars from time to time, so that a large number of people of Zhao State either moved into the nearby city to take refuge, or dragged their families to move south, leaving a deserted village dock fort, thousands of miles of unpleasant smell of chickens.

Nowadays, both countries have a large number of troops stationed along the border, and often send spies to the other side's borders to find out all kinds of military information.

Yangjiazhai, which has only dozens of households, is located on the border of Zhao State, but because of the closed environment, it has not been harassed by the soldiers, and it is quite peaceful.

According to Yang Fugui, in recent years, the weather has been either dry or waterlogged, so that the fields have not been harvested, and the villagers of Yangjiazhai who rely on the weather for food have begun to have a hard time, and some villagers have to put down their bodies and go to Jinyang City under the mountain to do some odd jobs to earn some meager money to support their families.

More than a dozen villagers, including Yang Fugui, simply returned to the old business of the ancestors of Yangjiazhai and started to act as bandits.

They say that they are thieves, but they insist on robbing the rich and not the poor, even if they rob the rich, they will leave three points of wealth to the other party, and they will never kill people in extreme situations, even if they are thieves.

When Yang Xu crossed, when Yang Fugui and others were on their way back, they found that he was dressed strangely and had a suspicious appearance, so they took him back to Yangjiazhai for interrogation.

"Sure enough...... That long-legged chick really knows kung fu! Well, she can use the body of a woman to deter a group of men in the cottage, presumably her kung fu is still very good, right? ”

Yang Xu's peerless appearance appeared in front of him, and he really couldn't associate her with the word "village master".

After all, most of the owners of any village in his impression are bearded and hairy foot-picking heroes!

As for the tall and thin man with clear eyes and sharp eyes, who left a deep impression on Yang Xu, Yang Xu now knows that his name is Yang Xing, and he is Yang Hongyu's second uncle.

Yang Fugui also said to Yang Xu that there is a man named Yang Dazhi in the village, and his ability to fly on the wall is unparalleled in the village, but he is currently serving his seriously ill mother at home, and he will introduce him to Yang Xu another day.

In short, according to what Yang Fugui said, this small Yang family village with less than 100 households seems to have many powerful people, as if it is a place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Yang Xu didn't take it to heart how powerful the villagers of Yangjiazhai were, he tossed and turned on the wooden bed until he fell asleep in the second half of the night.

When he woke up the next morning, Yang Xu sat on the wooden bed for a long time, and in a trance, he couldn't believe what happened yesterday.

He pinched himself a few times, grinning in pain, and tears flowed for a long time, before he finally accepted the fact of crossing.

From a modern society with advanced science and technology and information explosion, I don't know how many years of going against the current, to a remote and poor ancient cottage that is almost isolated from the world, such a huge contrast has made Yang Xu still at a loss.

But now that you have come here and become a member of this world, what else can you do except struggle to survive and adapt to it?

"dripping, through another world, you can still eat and sleep, Lao Tzu's heart is really big enough!"

"In another world, Lao Tzu is an elite in the workplace, and he is very prosperous, so I don't believe that I can't live here! Thief God, you put Lao Tzu together, but don't want Lao Tzu to surrender to his fate! Just look at it, in this world, Lao Tzu can still live well! ”

Yang Xu suddenly slapped the bed and got up, opened his voice and howled to the sky, as if he wanted to vent all kinds of negative emotions accumulated in his chest after crossing over.

After a long time, Yang Xu clumsily put on the coarse cloth short brown that Yang Fugui found last night and walked out of the hut.

Although this ancient costume is indescribably awkward and does not fit well, Yang Xu understands that if he wants to survive in this strange world, he can only integrate into it as soon as possible and adapt to everything here!

Although the original clothes on his body were hung up a few times, he was reluctant to throw them away, and planned to find a place to wash them in the future, even if he didn't wear them anymore, he could keep them as a souvenir.

He took a few breaths of the fresh air in the mountains, came to the outside of the courtyard, and looked around, and the entire Yangjiazhai was in full view.