There were more and more people on the field stalks, and a few flower magpies flew to the branches by the roadside, combing their feathers and listening with their ears pricked up.

In the crowd, Jiang Xiaohu finally got tired, he jumped to the side, slapped his face, and said to everyone: "Fellow villagers, we are all villagers of Jiangbian Village, many of the people present are my elders, who watched me Jiang Xiaohu grow up, and even watched my father grow up, do you say, are our two masters the kind of unreasonable people?"

"No!" someone heckled, but he told the truth.

"Haha!" More people were snickering, laughing at the mother and son's inadequacy.

Jiang Xiaohu said again: "Just this tigress, oh, my aunt, she originally divided the family and occupied my family's fertile land, and gave us this depression, and now she wants to pit us again, I can't give it!

He clenched his fists, his eyes shining, and glanced at everyone.

Everyone began to retreat one after another, and it was difficult for the Qing officials to cut off their family affairs, not to mention them ordinary people.

"Let's go, go home and eat. ”

Everyone found all kinds of reasons, and anyway, they had enough of the play, and they had a lot of talking about it when they went back.

People left in twos and threes, leaving only two pairs of mothers and sons and a ten-year-old young man with an IQ of Dudbao. Even Jiang Xiaohu's uncle didn't know when the soles of his feet slipped away with oil.

But now Wang Xifeng is not afraid at all, her son has grown up and can protect her, but the two mothers and sons of the tigress, the mother and the mother are in battle, and they are so embarrassed.

They knew in their hearts that they couldn't get a bargain with Jiang Xiaohu no matter what they wanted today, so they could only withdraw first.

"Little b, you wait for me! You dare to beat my mother, you will be thundered by the sky!" Jiang Xiaobao pointed at Jiang Xiaohu and scolded as he ran.

Jiang Xiaohu chased a few steps, which frightened him into running even more panic, and with a grunt, he tripped on a stone and fell into his mouth to eat.

"Haha, okay, I see who is going to be struck by lightning, it seems that you slapped your mother!"

The tigress was afraid that he would hurt her baby son again, and she was mainly afraid that she would be injured by mistake, so she quickly picked up her son, and the two of them fled.

When the two of them were gone, Jiang Xiaohu came to Wang Xifeng: "Mom, you weren't hurt, were you?"

Wang Xifeng's eyes were red, and he shook his head and said, "Mom is fine, it's okay if Mom suffers a little loss, I'm afraid you'll ......."

"Don't worry, I will protect you in the future!" Jiang Xiaohu slapped his chest with a bang.

In the fierce fight just now, he not only did not feel tired and panicked, but his blood was surging, and he looked more and more energetic.

He wondered if it had something to do with the painting, well, he had to go back and study it.

The two mothers and sons over there left, and the two mothers and sons here also packed up their farm tools and returned home.

Jiang Xiaohu served the food to his mother hot, but Wang Xifeng couldn't eat it.

Although she lied to her son that it was okay, in fact, before her son arrived, she had already received a few punches from her nephew, her chest was full of pain, and more importantly, she felt sad, when will this kind of bullying day end!

has been a concubine with the tigress for 20 years, Wang Xifeng knows this person too well, and she will definitely not give up if she wants to occupy it, look, there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

While Wang Xifeng was eating and thinking about it, Jiang Xiaohu sneaked into the room again, took out the painting from his pocket and prepared to take a look at it again.

But when he opened the painting, he was dumbfounded, why was the painting gone? There was only a yellowed piece of paper left, where did all the ink go on it? Where did all the scenery of the mountains and rivers go?

Wondering and anxious, the blood was on his head, and in an instant, Jiang Xiaohu felt dizzy and groggy.

He couldn't help but sigh, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, and suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again, and he went back to that dream.

No, now Jiang Xiaohu is 100%, 100% sure, this is definitely not a dream!

The green and fluffy grass, the small flowers that spread in the wind, the refreshing fragrance, smell into the nostrils, and the freshness explodes in the nostrils.

Comfortable!

Jiang Xiaohu couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and suddenly felt refreshed, deaf and clear, and actually heard Wang Xifeng muttering to himself in the living room next door.

"What can I do, they want our family's land, what should we do!"

Jiang Xiaohu said secretly: "Mom, don't worry, with your son here, you can do what you have to do!"

Now that he has a baby in hand, he's still afraid of a ball!

The grass was clean and fresh, Jiang Xiaohu couldn't help but roll on it, rolling and rolling, and he felt as if a group of black things were flying down towards him.

At first he thought it was a flock of birds or something, but it was black, there was no sound of wings fluttering, and it was much smaller than a bird.

Could it be mosquitoes and flies? No, there's no buzzing sound.

Before he could figure out what it was, the black presses rushed at his head and surrounded him.

Jiang Xiaohu shouted, subconsciously hugged his head, and curled up on the grass.

Damn, it's beautiful, but it's also dangerous.

However, it was useless to hold his head, those things seemed to be able to burrow into his brain, and it hurt.

At first, Jiang Xiaohu was scared, but immediately he was not afraid, because he found that after those things got into his head, there was something else besides a little pain.

Yes, information.

These are very old seal scripts, and it stands to reason that he, who graduated from high school and has not studied this kind of script, cannot recognize all these characters, but he knows very well what these words express.

"Mountains and rivers are in the picture?" Jiang Xiaohu couldn't help but chant when he saw the words in the rightmost column.

It turned out that these words were introducing the painting to Jiang Xiaohu, and the name of that painting was the Shanhe Shejitu.

Jiang Xiaohu remembers this name, the reason is that he has loved to read novels since he was a child, especially Journey to the West and the Romance of the Gods, and the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society is the magic weapon of Erlang God in the Romance of the Gods.

Just kidding, could it be that the myth is true?

Jiang Xiaohu didn't want to believe it, but what was happening at the moment was real, and he was feeling it.

These words introduced him to some of the functions of the Shanhe Society Map, too much, he didn't know where to figure it out for a while, and great joy hit him, and he felt as if he had become the protagonist of the novel and had superpowers.

That's right, today I actually played extraordinarily and was able to beat the second brother, isn't this a good proof?

The picture of mountains and rivers can make him stronger, his strength will increase, his speed will become faster, his ears and eyes will be clear, and he can also make the wound heal quickly, this picture is a baby!

After digesting this important information easily, Jiang Xiaohu got up and looked around.

"Wow, it's all treasures here, it's all Chinese herbs!" he was surprised.

The surprise comes from two aspects, on the one hand, there are so many treasures here, and on the other hand, it is surprised that I actually know these herbs.

There is also a peony flower in full bloom in the wind, and under the shade of the tree, there are large pieces of Ganoderma lucidum, but unfortunately these Ganoderma lucidum are still in a state of growth and not ripe.

"It's developed!" Jiang Xiaohu jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly.

Overexcited, he hit the windowsill with a fist, and with a bang, the stone windowsill was smashed out of a hole.

The powder flew into the seeds, Jiang Xiaohu was directly dumbfounded, he looked at his fist, and then looked at the punch-deep pit, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Mom, he already felt that the mountains and rivers could make him stronger, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.