Wang Hao first picked a small piece with the tip of his sword and fed it to the hairball. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the hairball was hot, it still swallowed quickly. Then his eyes lit up, jumping up and down on Wang Hao's thighs, looking at Wang Hao with longing eyes, looking forward to eating more.

Wang Hao was naturally not polite, so he dug up a large piece of sweet potato meat, filled it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

It's still the original recipe, and it's still a familiar taste.

Eating roasted sweet potatoes, Wang Hao felt as if he had returned to the past and returned to his hometown.

Wang Hu and the others saw Wang Hao's way of eating, and then they understood, it turned out that this thing looked black on the surface, but like the shell fruit, everything they ate was inside!

One by one, they followed suit, grabbed a roasted sweet potato, tore its skin and ate it with a short sword and the flesh. And those who are in a hurry directly ignore the heat, bury their heads and gnaw them with their mouths.

The urging sound of the hairball woke Wang Hao up from the memory of memory, and when he opened his eyes, he was almost startled.

The old man and their people stretched their faces out in front of him, and their eyes were full of longing.

"What are you doing?" Wang Hao moved back in horror and asked.

"Well, we haven't eaten yet, Hiccup!" The old man said embarrassedly. But as soon as he finished speaking, he burped and looked even more embarrassed.

Wang Hao laughed twice, and then said: "I have a lot of roast here, I haven't eaten a piece of food, we are teammates now, we are all our own people, what are you polite!" ”

A meal was eaten late at night, and in the end, even the hairballs were propped up and rolled on the ground with a face full of happiness.

In fact, roasted sweet potatoes taste good if you eat a small amount, but if you eat a large amount, to be honest, they really don't taste very good.

Mainly because the taste of roasted sweet potatoes is so fragrant that it makes people appetize. The second is that the people in Wang Village have been eating fish and meat every day recently, and they are a little tired. As for the old man, they are curious because they haven't eaten cooked food for a long time. It is precisely because of these reasons that they are a little overwhelmed one by one.

The next morning, after eating another meal of roasted sweet potatoes, everyone headed for the island.

According to the old man, their monument was right in the middle of Demon Suppression Island.

He came with this time, mainly to move the monument outside the island, but along the way, he saw sweet potatoes everywhere, and the old man hesitated.

Their ancestors lived on this island, and it is said that their food was this divine fruit called sweet potato by Wang Hao.

Now with Wang Hao's skills in making rafts, they can move their clansmen back to the island and continue to live here like their ancestors, guarding the seal.

It's just that the reason why it is difficult for the old man to make a choice is that they have forgotten how to grow sweet potatoes after leaving the Demon Suppression Island for too long.

Although there seem to be a lot of sweet potatoes on the island, they have more people, and there is no way to grow them, and they only rely on sweet potatoes to reproduce naturally, and it won't be long before they will eat them out.

Wang Hao didn't know what the old man was thinking, and he was now attracted by a stone stele.

As soon as he got on the island, he didn't go far, and Wang Hao saw a stone tablet more than two meters high.

Scattered around the monument were dry pitch and some bristles.

And the top of the stele is basically rounded.

From these, it is not difficult to see that this stele is a place where the wild boar king often tickles.

If that's all there is, Wang Hao wouldn't be surprised.

What really made Wang Hao feel incredible was that there were still words on this stone stele.

On the front of the stele, there are three big characters engraved with 'Demon Suppression Island'.

There is also a sign in the lower right corner, but, because the years are too long, the payment has been blurred, and it is impossible to see who the word is.

On the back of the stele, the origin of the Demon Suppression Island is introduced.

Although many words are already blurred and invisible, Wang Hao still understands the general meaning after reading.

According to the contents of the stone tablet, it is said that this island was originally one of the entrances to the Demon Realm.

Later, it was sealed by the Terran and the Protoss. In order to prevent the Demon Realm from breaking through the seal and endangering the world again, the people of the Teliu clan will be here to watch over it forever.

Anyway, the whole text is a celebration of God and the common virtues of man, and there is very little content in the real narrative. However, it also pointed out the surname of the people who guarded the town of Demon Island, which was the surname Xie.

The whole article, and the three big characters of Zhenmo Island, are written in Chinese.

This stone tablet, for Wang Hao, was very shocking to him. He has reservations about gods and demons and seals for the time being, but it is no coincidence that he was able to write such a long article in Chinese characters. This world, no matter what, must have something to do with the ancient China of the earth.

Wang Hao looked at the old man who stroked word by word, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know these words?" ”

"I don't know, but I know this stone tablet, and it's in the story passed down by word of mouth!" The old man said excitedly. The stories in the mouths of the ancestors, from the divine fruit to the stone tablet, were displayed in front of his eyes one by one, can he not be shocked.

"You should be surnamed Xie!" Wang Hao said to the old man.

"What? Do you know the words on it? The old man excitedly grabbed Wang Hao's hand and said.

"That is, don't talk about our patriarch, I also know the words on it, don't believe it, this is the king, this is the man, this is one!" Wang Hu stepped forward and said triumphantly.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said to Wang Hu: "Then please read it to me, the content on this stone tablet is too important to us!" ”

After listening to the old man's request, Wang Hu was embarrassed with a capital letter, and he knew the three words just now in the whole article, and it was impossible for him to read it if he was old. It was only at this time that Wang Hu understood what it meant to hate books when they were used.

"Let's go, today we have to explore the Demon Suppression Island, I have written down all the content on it, let's talk while walking!" Wang Hao saw that Wang Hu was deflated, smiled and said.

Along the way, Wang Hao told the old man all the content on the stele, and the excited old man burst into tears, their ancestors really didn't lie to him, and they really fought side by side with God.

And what excited the old man the most was that he knew his surname, which was originally Xie. Now, he had to choose a name for himself.

It's just that after taking it for a long time, I don't know what to take, Wang Hu rolled his eyes and said, "I really don't know what to call it, just thank you!" ”

Who knows, after the old man muttered a few words, he felt that the name was catchy, so he decided, and his name was thank you. Although it was a little strange to say three words, it did not affect the old man's excitement at all with a new name.

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth twitched and looked at the excited old man, not knowing what to call him. Every time I call him, I say thank you, isn't it in vain that I am taken advantage of.

And what makes Wang Hao feel cold the most is that this old man is so old, he shouldn't live long, Wang Hao is thinking, when the old man dies, his children and grandchildren cry and shout: "Thank you for dying!" Thank you for not dying! Thank you for coming back! Thank you for leaving so early! ”

Ahem, that picture is so beautiful, Wang Hao can't bear to think about it.

Just when Wang Hao was distracted, Wang Hu suddenly pulled him, and then said: "Hao, there is a wild boar!" ”

On the island, if there is no wild boar, Wang Hao feels abnormal. In the place I passed just now, pig manure was found in many places, and many sweet potatoes had traces of being arched by pigs. It was only a matter of time before a wild boar was discovered, Wang Hao just didn't expect it to be so soon.

Wang Hao fixed his eyes and saw a group of wild boars pouting on the side of himself and the others looking for food.

However, what makes Wang Hao strange is that the wild boar is a very vigilant creature, and in this range, he should have found himself and others a long time ago, but the strange thing is that no wild boar raised his head to look at himself and others.

Although wild boars are social creatures, they usually do not have too many in a group, but this group, at a glance, has fifty or sixty heads. (To be continued.) )