Xiao Zhi held his breath and used the Swiss Army knife to re-open the wound that had healed, only to see that the wound quickly began to heal, which meant that he could heal without "respiratory healing", and "respiratory healing" would speed up the process......

He clenched his hands into fists so hard that no claws stretched out, otherwise he would have turned into a Wolverine.

The blood containing the genes of the ancient gods can make people heal injuries and diseases, in this era it is more maddening than gold, silver and food, it is very simple, the backwardness of medical means, if ordinary people have no money to buy herbs, and they are not able to pick herbs, they often have only a dead end......

Those noble warriors eat and drink well, are well nourished, and have stronger resistance than others, but they are also prone to encountering diseases that cannot be treated by medicine, and they are more afraid of death than anyone else, and even if they are sick, they will do their best to survive to the end.

Xiao Zhi watched the scab on his index finger scab off, revealing the tender new skin, he secretly said that the matter of blood cannot be transmitted, and the use can only be carried out secretly, otherwise the news will leak out, and he will be a humanoid medicinal material that can cure all diseases......

There are no other island countries, there are many mountains, drought comes, coastal fishermen can still rely on fish and shrimp to survive, but the people in the mountains can be unlucky, the crops die and have no food, go up the mountains to hunt, and the prey is more fierce than people. Xiao Zhi began to count the population of Sanxiu Village the next day, it is really a small village.

Counting the six domestic servants and a child led by Taro Yamada, plus all the villagers, there are only 125 people in total, basically all of them are healthy adults, the old people are pitiful, in the famine, every household is frugal, and the young people can resist, but the old man's body is weak and soon suffers from various strange diseases because of hunger, and finally lies in bed and dies pitifully......

Xiao Zhi looked at these villagers, and he planned to select thirty villagers from them as a village patrol team, set up sentry posts at the four corners of the village, and thirty villagers took turns to stand guard and patrol, fifteen villagers were responsible for the day, and fifteen villagers were responsible for the night. Famine was spreading across the land, and the shogunate in the midst of civil strife had no time to put pressure on the daimyo and the powerful families in various places......

Although there are bandits who are in rebellion, encountering those city lords and nobles and other subordinate generals will only usher in a worse result.

Xiao Zhi, as the supreme controller of this village, can't always run on the front line every day to fight to the death, only by letting the villagers be self-reliant and self-reliant and quickly run the village is the right way. He also selected twenty villagers who were agile and most familiar with the surrounding environment as hunters, and divided into four teams with five people as a team to go into the mountains and forests to hunt.

In order to complete the task more efficiently, Xiao Zhi also taught them some of his real-world survival and hunting skills. When the weather was dry, 30 more people were sent out to clear the land and look for a place with water to plant crops. The rest, except for the old, weak, sick and disabled, are responsible for doing groceries in the village.

The original Sanxiu Village basically did its own work, and the local security only cared about exploiting the villagers, where could they take care of the development of the village, which caused the villagers to become more and more sad. With Xiao Zhi's detailed arrangement, the village has gradually become well-behaved, and everyone wakes up with their own work to do, no longer muddy......

The hunters got the new hunting skills taught by Xiao Zhi, and they really caught the prey in the deep mountains, and it was okay to take it back, and the drought and famine made many animals starve to death, but there were also many hard-hitting animals that survived. Four teams of hunters caught mountain birds, rabbits, and one of them, who was lucky, caught a small wild boar with a trap, and although the meat was not very good, it was still very happy......

According to the rules, 30% of all income should be owned by Xiao Zhi, and the rest should be distributed according to the contribution of labor in the village, and everyone has a share. Xiao Zhi understands that this method cannot last long, but special methods can only be used at special moments.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the more than 100 redeemed villagers with relief, a farmer stumbled over, and he knelt down in front of Xiao Zhi all of a sudden: "Oh no, there are people in the city, they should be here to get the New Year's tribute, what should we do if our annual tribute this year is not enough to count......

Xiao Zhi gently patted the villagers on the shoulder and said, "Don't panic, as the manager of Sanxiu Village, I naturally have to face this situation, you can step down, and by the way, tell others that you don't have to be nervous." ”

The peasant walked away with a sad face.

Xiao Zhi looked out of the village, and there was a small group of men in slightly decent clothes coming here, one of them sitting on a horse with a face full of priority and comfort, as if he had come out on vacation.

The team soon arrived at Sanxiu Village, and the thin man on horseback glanced at the villagers present, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, where did you Jifeng Xiuyuan from Sanxiu Village go, why don't you come out to meet my arrival quickly?" ”

A samurai dressed as a light-footed (small soldier and miscellaneous soldier) who was leading the horse in front said: "Lord Song Village, please wait here, I will go up and let that guy from Yoshitomo Hidemoto get out, let him know that the majesty of Lord Song Village is inviolable!" ”

Song Cun Liangchu took a water bag from his waist and poured it twice, raised the horsewhip and whipped it on the horse's ass: "No need, let me go and see for myself what that guy is doing, he dares to ignore my arrival!" ”

Saying that, he urged the horse to go to Jiangchuan's house on the mountain! There is only one road, and when he walked to the intersection, his pupils contracted slightly, and there was a dry corpse hanging on a branch that was actually wearing Ji Feng Xiuyuan's clothes, and this guy was actually killed? Did these villagers rebel as they did in the civil strife in the shogunate?

No, even if the villagers had this kind of courage, with their long-starving bodies and those tentacle scythes, it would be impossible to defeat Yoshitoyo Hidemoto's samurai! There is no one layer of victory! He thought of this and looked along the road, and saw Xiao Zhi standing at the gate of the courtyard with a faint smile, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, what kind of white and tender young man, what identity, it seems that he occupies this place......

Song Cun Liangchu was a man who cherished his life, he immediately asked the horse to stop, and waited for the light heels behind him to come up, so that they could prevent accidents in front, and he himself followed behind and walked slowly.

Xiao Zhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked the handle of the katana on his waist, and he was filled with a warm welcome smile: "Welcome to Sanxiu Village, it is really a disappointment, a disappointment, please forgive me!" ”

When Song Cunliang first saw his smiling appearance, he lowered his vigilance a little in his heart, and said: "Yes, it's really a good young man, you can kill Ji Feng Xiuyuan, it means that you still have some ability!" I don't talk nonsense, it doesn't matter who controls a small place like Sanxiu Village, as long as you pay the annual tribute on time, treasures, gold, silver, and food are ......all fine."