Back at home, Jiang Chen first put away a fish, and then carried one towards the house of village elder Jack.

Speaking of which, Old Jack was still his savior, and I think he also lived with Old Jack at the beginning, until he was three years old, after he began to practice that evil exercise, the whole village regarded him as a plague god.

Even Old Jack couldn't stand him, and he fell seriously ill every once in a while, until later, Old Jack couldn't bear it anymore, so he gave Jiang Chen the most remote yard and let him live alone.

Jiang Chen also knew the poison he had brought to the villagers, so he had no resentment towards the exclusion of the villagers.

Since he has cultivated and increased his ability greatly, he has learned to hunt, and once caught a lot of prey and gave them to the villagers, but all of them were ruthlessly refused.

The villagers' fear of him had reached an unimaginable level, not only did they not dare to approach Jiang Chen, but they didn't even dare to ask for the prey sent by Jiang Chen, for fear that they would be contaminated with bad luck.

The only ones who weren't so afraid of him were Old Jack and Tang San's family.

Every time he caught game, he would send some to Old Jack, and Old Jack was also very pleased with Jiang Chen's behavior.

Along the way, everyone who met Jiang Chen, whether it was a woman who went out to do laundry, a man carrying farm tools ready to work, or a child who had just gotten up and gathered to play together, all avoided it with frightened eyes, for fear that they would be contaminated with ominousness.

"He's a scourge, broom star!" The women exchanged heads.

There were even some children who threw stones far away, but where could they hit Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen turned his head suddenly, making a gesture to pounce, and suddenly frightened a group of children screaming and fleeing in panic like birds and beasts.

"Hey, you still want to scare me with such guts?" Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled, it was usually a kind of fun to scare these little children who didn't know the height of the sky.

Old Jack's house was near the center of the village, and it didn't take long for Jiang Chen to come here.

At this time, the morning sun has risen, and Old Jack will also enjoy it, so he moved a bamboo recliner early in the morning and reclined in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

"Grandpa Jack!" Jiang Chen shouted from afar.

Hearing Jiang Chen's voice, Old Jack's whole body trembled imperceptibly, then he quickly got up, ran to the gate of the courtyard with a smoke, and locked the gate quickly, the whole set of actions was done in one go, not at all like an old man in his sixties could do it.

After closing the door, he took a few steps back, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jiang Chen was already surprised by this, he was not angry in his heart, and walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard to stop.

"Grandpa Jack, I've got fish for you."

"Well, Xiaochen is really a good boy, you just hang the fish at the door, I'll just bring it in later." Old Jack was five meters away from the gate and didn't dare to get too close.

Jiang Chen skillfully hung the fish on the doorknob, looking at the compound where he had lived for three years, with some nostalgia in his eyes.

From the time he was a baby waiting to be fed in swaddling clothes, Old Jack had already picked him up and raised him for three years.

It is said that he was an abandoned baby, abandoned outside Notting City, and when Old Jack picked him up, he was skinny and the size of a mouse.

Old Jack once thought that Jiang Chen would not survive, but he didn't expect him to survive tenaciously.

And according to the villagers, on the day Old Jack picked him up, the whole village was covered with dark clouds, and thunder roared, like the wrath of the gods, and frightened many people.

Therefore, when Jiang Chen later cultivated that evil technique and harmed many people, the villagers associated his evil with the thunder of that day, thinking that he was a person who was abandoned by heaven, so he would even be angry with the heavens.

Jiang Chen naturally didn't believe in these legends, he was so dignified, just a child, how could he attract the wrath of the heavens?

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After hanging the fish on the door, Jiang Chen turned around and was about to leave, but he remembered something very important.

"Grandpa Jack, when is Su Yuntao coming?"

"How many times have I told you, be polite, call Master Su Yuntao, do you know?" Old Jack reprimanded.

Then he said: "Lord Su Yuntao will come to our village the day after tomorrow, and you will also come to awaken together when the time comes." ”

Jiang Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said suspiciously: "Grandpa, did you forget me, if I didn't ask today, wouldn't you plan to tell me that the day after tomorrow is the awakening ceremony?" ”

Old Jack coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, "People are old, and they are a little forgetful." ”

Jiang Chen was a little speechless, "Okay, then I'll go back first, and I'll attend the awakening ceremony on time the day after tomorrow." ”

"Go, go." Old Jack waved his hand repeatedly.

After Jiang Chen left, Old Jack quickly opened the door and happily took the big fish in.

"I really didn't see the wrong person back then, Xiaochen is really a good boy." Jiang Chen would send him these nutritious game meat every once in a while, making him feel that it was a very wise decision to pick Jiang Chen back in the first place.

Jiang Chen, who had already walked away, moved his ears, and heard Old Jack's self-talk, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his somewhat handsome face.

Jingling...... Jingling...... Jingling......

The sound of striking iron came, and Jiang Chen stopped and looked at the location of the head of the village.

There were three simple adobe houses, and on the top of the middle room hung a wooden plaque with a rudimentary hammer painted on it.

Jiang Chen knew that it was Tang San's home, and it should be Tang San practicing ironwork at this time, you must know that before noon, the sloppy blacksmith Tang Hao would not get up.

He had never been close there, he was the only person in this village who knew Tang Hao's details, that was a very strong Titled Douluo, when he first stepped into the realm of Titled Douluo, he could defeat all the Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Palace, and even beat the previous Pope to death.

If Tang Hao also thinks that he is a scourge like those villagers and beats him to death with a hammer, then he will be wronged.

Back at home, after Jiang Chen ate the fish, he fell asleep, this is his habit, it is not suitable for cultivation during the day, except for eating, drinking and Lazar, he usually stays in the house to sleep.

It wasn't until late in the evening that he woke up leisurely, and after making a brief supper, he made a slight jump up to the roof, waiting for the night to come.

Finally, the sun sank under the mountains, the moon peeked out of the sky, and another wonderful night descended on the earth.

Jiang Chen began to cultivate against the rising moon, and as his exercises worked, wisps of moonlight that were invisible, poured down from the sky and were absorbed into his body.

His pupils were instantly as black as ink, and his nails, which had been cut short, grew rapidly, more than an inch long, and the nails were jet black, and the tips were extremely sharp.

Two small white tiger teeth strangely lengthened and came out of his closed lips, which made his handsome face a little more cute.

A black qi that seemed to come from the Nine Hells emanated from his body, swirling around his body, and his small body loomed in the black qi, a little eerie and terrifying.

Absorbing the essence of the moon, Jiang Chen's whole body was comfortable, and he was immersed in cultivation.