Perhaps in the eyes of the Han and Xianbei people, the Goguryeo people were not famous, and the original Xuansu County was to govern them.

The dynasties of the Central Plains always like to put themselves in a high position, for example, the last dynasty in China, the Manchu Dynasty, was developed and strengthened in the Ming Dynasty in the northeast.

In fact, between the white mountains and the black waters, Woniu Mountain is an inconspicuous mountain, which does not look much different from other mountains, but it has a good reputation among the Goguryeo people.

The Xianbei people originally started in Xianbei Mountain, and later Wuhuan people were of the same clan as them, and they named their own race only because they were based on Wuhuan Mountain.

In these respects, the Goguryeo people were no different from the other Hu people, and they all used their own settlements as the name of their tribes.

Woniu Mountain, or as it can be called, is located in the middle of the Songliao Plain in later generations.

As Goguryeo's power spread southward, they came into contact with the splendid farming culture of the Central Plains, and their tribes also transformed from primitive slash-and-burn tribes to a semi-slave and semi-feudal system.

Today's Woniu Mountain is extremely lively, and their second prince, Pu Feng, has just defeated four Han villages and won another victory.

Finally able to justifiably be the master of his own house, the second prince is full of ambition.

Unlike the Xianbei people's management style, in Goguryeo, the princes of each tribe, as long as they have the ability, where you conquer, where you are located, is your territory.

Listening to the people who kept coming to congratulate him, Pu Feng drank a big gulp, with a reserved corner of his mouth, nodding at those people from time to time, and occasionally saying a word or two.

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, why don't you have some fun?" During the banquet, a nobleman, perhaps drunk, shouted loudly.

"That makes sense." Without waiting for Pu Feng to answer, another person laughed and said: "The second prince's big day, if there is no fun, others will say that we are not good at Woniu Mountain in the future." ”

These people said a word, and finally agreed that they would all take out the Han slaves in their hands. Whoever wins will win a hundred Han Chinese slaves from someone else.

The bet is still quite large in today's Woniu Mountain, and those who can get a hundred slaves are all nobles with considerable strength.

The first pair appeared as a half-grown boy and a middle-aged Han man. They were the spoils of this battle and belonged to two different nobles.

They had no clothes on them, so they had a fig leaf around their waists. Although there was a fire in the house, it was still cold. The middle-aged man trembled involuntarily.

"Uncle Huzi!" When the young man saw him, he cried out with joy.

Oh, they're still old acquaintances? The Goguryeo nobles watching from the side had a knowing smile on their faces, only the battle between these acquaintances was more interesting, and only one of the two could be left alive.

"You!" Uncle Huzi's face contorted.

He was originally an ordinary farmer by the Da Liao River, resting every day from sunrise to sunset.

In the summer, they work hard, and winter comes. Start the cat winter, waiting for the next spring to bloom.

Year. The old grasshopper man in the village didn't know where to find a young man, he was strong, and he looked much stronger than the average Han boy.

However, the child was indeed too ugly to be born, with a large sarcoma on his forehead and thick lips. It looked hateful, and when he came back, someone persuaded the grasshopper old man to throw away the child.

The old man had never begged for a wife in his life, and he relied on going up the mountain to collect medicine in exchange for some money and food on weekdays.

In his heart, although this child is ugly, he is his only child.

Every day there are people who come to persuade them. It is believed that this child is ominous and will bring disaster to the village.

Holding back his eyes, the grasshopper old man lost a sentence: "Lao Tzu finally snatched such a son back in the tiger's mouth, who wants to mention it to Lao Tzu again, the red knife goes in and the white knife comes out." ”

From then on, the two seemed to live in isolation, and no one spoke to them again.

When it was particularly terrifying, the child who was called an ugly baby by the grasshopper old man had some yellow water on his forehead from time to time, sometimes pus and blood, and he could smell the stench from a long distance.

As expected by the villagers, the ugly baby is really a disaster, and he really brought disaster to the village.

The first to bear the brunt was the grasshopper old man, who went up the mountain to collect medicine and never came back.

I don't know how long later, a mountain man who collected medicine said that he saw a piece of his arm on the mountain, and if it weren't for the clothes to recognize him, no one would know that it was the old man's arm.

But what kind of arm was it, the flesh had long since rotted away, and there were only white bones.

Under the teaching of the grasshopper old man, the ugly baby learned to speak, and he buried the bone in the ground, which was regarded as the old man's tomb, and he still kowtowed every day.

This kid is not stupid, he has a memory in his head, it seems that when he was three or two years old, he didn't know what was going on, and when he woke up, he was in the tiger's den.

The tiger treated him very well, like his own child.

One day, the old grasshopper man went to the tiger's den, and happened to go out to forage for food, so he kidnapped the child.

Of course, he was also retaliated by the tiger, and there is no doubt that he was eaten by the tiger.

On one side is the tiger who raised himself, and on the other side is the grasshopper old man who brought himself back to human society.

The ugly baby didn't know what to do, and occasionally the tiger cowered and ran up to him, ignoring it, because the animal knew whether it was right or wrong.

But people can't be resurrected after death, and the ugly baby often sits in front of her father's grave for a day.

No one thought that the strength of a half-sized boy would be so great that the old grasshopper man would take him back and teach him how to farm.

The farmer's family will farm the land itself, and he will only collect medicine because of old age and frailty, and he can't do it anymore.

After the father went, the ugly baby treated herself as an ox, ploughing the fields and raking, and did not need to use an ox at all.

Regardless of whether others ignore him or not, every day the ugly baby sees all the villagers, and a sweet smile appears on her face, although the smile looks a little scary.

Whose land has not yet been prepared, he always goes before dawn without making a sound.

There was no shortage of meat in his house, and from time to time the tiger would bring some carcasses of animals and throw them in front of his door.

Every once in a while, he also put the meat in front of his neighbors, and this Uncle Huzi is obviously also a beneficiary.

Once again, disaster befell this peaceful village, which was captured by the Goguryeo people, who became slaves. That tiger had already been killed by the Goguryeo people.

Uncle Huzi felt sad in his heart, he felt as if he couldn't blame the ugly baby, so he stuck the knife that the Goguryeo people threw at him in his heart.

"Uncle Huzi!" The ugly baby was shocked, his legs had long been broken by the Goguryeo people, and he could only crawl on the ground.

"Interesting!" Pu Feng pursed his lips and smiled, he remembered very well that there were no casualties at all, it was this young man and a tiger, and more than ten soldiers died.

He snatched a bow and arrow from his attendant's hand, only to hear two pops.

When I looked at it again, the ugly baby's hands were pierced by two arrows and firmly nailed to the ground.

Pu Feng drew the arrow again, and he aimed at the boy's sarcoma.

"Presumptuous!" A loud roar came out, and a Taoist leader fell.

I saw him looking lovingly at the young man on the ground, and he didn't see how to move, and the two arrows on his arms rose off the ground.

Obviously, the Taoist chief didn't want to get up now, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether the young man's arms could be saved.

"Alas, Lao Dao has been to Luoyang, and you are the Vaisha in the mouth of the bald donkeys?" He lifted the young man with one hand and glanced at Pu Feng: "The revenge of the Han people, someone has come to avenge it." ”

In the blink of an eye, the person is gone.

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, who is that immortal?" After a while, Ai Ai asked.

"Hermit by the Sea!" Pu Feng said the name of the Taoist chief word by word. (To be continued.) )