Although Xiao Wang Tao's face is still a little pale, his cheeks obviously have a hint of ruddy blood, and as long as he recuperates for a while, it is estimated that he will be able to fully recover.

Old Uncle Zhang shook his head with relief, he still couldn't understand what happened to Xiao Wang Tao.

subconsciously swept over Xiao Wang Tao's body, but found a strange phenomenon, that is, although the little doll was unconscious, one of his fists was clenched tightly.

Uncle Zhang tried to break his clenched fist in the past, but he tried several times without success.

"Hey! What the hell are you holding in your hands, boy? People are in a coma like this, and they are still holding so hard? It's kind of interesting! ”

There are too many mysteries on the unconscious kid in front of him, which makes the whole thing look a little confusing and confusing, which makes Uncle Zhang, an old man who is over half a hundred years old, quite interested in this, and even looks forward to this little doll waking up soon, and then learning from him about what strange things he has experienced before.

Uncle Zhang knew that this kid was very weak, and if he could have a mouthful of hot soup to pour into his stomach, he would almost wake up earlier.

So he took out a part of the ration he had accumulated, mixed some wild vegetable leaves, boiled a pot of gruel, and fed a bowl of spoonfuls into the children's mouths, and then went out with confidence.

When the villagers near the mountain temple saw Uncle Zhang coming out of it, they gathered around him again, and they all inquired about whether the little doll had woken up or not.

Old Uncle Zhang smiled helplessly: "Tell me that you are all such big people, why is this curiosity so heavy!" ”

Two villagers who have a good relationship with Uncle Zhang on weekdays are talking around him.

"Look at what you say, that kid is also a human life! I'm not worried that the kid will die in our village, and the impact on our village will not be good! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! In case his father and mother find our village, we won't be able to explain it clearly. ”

Uncle Zhang knew that these two boys were insincere, saying that he was worried about the comfort of the children, but in fact he was afraid that the children would bring some bad disasters to the village.

To be honest, it's no wonder that these villagers are not guilty, because the poor and remote area of Tuli Village is closed to traffic, and few outsiders come here, and it is precisely because of this that many villagers are quite curious about the children from outside, and at the same time, they will inevitably guess the origin of the child with a scrutinizing attitude.

In addition, the rural people are superstitious, believing that if a foreign child dies in their place, in addition to bad luck, they are more worried that the child will not be able to live after death, and it will not be good if he turns into a ghost and disturbs the peace of the small mountain village.

So this is the reason why the villagers surrounded the mountain temple and refused to disperse easily.

Uncle Zhang knows this well, but it is not easy to pierce this layer of curtain, because this kind of unanimous xenophobic thinking is deeply ingrained among the villagers, no matter how capable you are, you can't change it, and it will backfire if you don't do it.

Therefore, Uncle Zhang knew that only by waiting for the child to wake up could he dispel the doubts and worries in the hearts of the villagers, and as for the future, I hope that this child will not cause unnecessary trouble to the villagers, otherwise the villagers will definitely not be able to tolerate him, and even kill him.

After thinking about it for a while, Uncle Zhang hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Okay, don't look around here to watch the excitement, come and play some game with me on the mountain to make up for the child's body, and leave a few young and strong men into the temple to take care of the child, I don't know if he will wake up in a while." ”

Old Uncle Zhang seemed to have become the backbone of the crowd, and as soon as his words fell, some people volunteered to accompany him to hunt in the mountains, and some brave villagers took the initiative to stay and take care of the children, while the others dispersed.

In these years, the warlords of all walks of life fought everywhere at every turn, and from time to time they also went to the countryside to catch strong men and loot grain, so that now the people in the village are not prosperous and there is a shortage of food, so in order to be able to fill their stomachs, every household either goes up to the mountains to pick some wild vegetables mixed with miscellaneous grains to satisfy their hunger, or tries to hunt some prey, or go to the river to catch some fish and shrimp to eat.

For such a trivial matter as hunting in the mountains, the villagers can be said to be handy, so it didn't take much effort, Uncle Zhang and a few villagers who went up the mountain returned with a full load.

Several villagers who stayed in the mountain temple gathered in front of Xiao Wang Tao, staring at him tightly with big eyes, and no one said a word during this time.

At this moment, Xiao Wang Tao was like some rare treasure to be watched by these villagers, and the atmosphere was a little unspeakably strange.

And Xiao Wang Tao, who was lying on the broken bamboo mat and fell into a coma, was in a mess in his mind, feeling that Ma Laohan was standing in front of him so straight, only one step away from him.

I saw that Ma Laohan had his mouth half-open, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him, and he also made an obscure 'gurgling' sound from his throat, like talking but like sighing alone.

Xiao Wang Tao didn't understand what he meant, but he suddenly laughed out loud, his whole body was slightly stiff and kept moving forward, Xiao Wang Tao was a little nervous by him, and after a careful look, this person was sure to be Ma Laohan, but from his blood-red eyes, there was a sudden increase in murder.

"Ahh

Xiao Wang Tao was so frightened by the strange scene in front of him that he screamed in horror, sat up from the broken grass mat suddenly, and grabbed the neck of an onlooker villager with both hands: "I'm going to kill you!" Kill you! ”

"Uh...... Woo......"

The villager who was choked by the neck panicked for a while, and his mouth made a whimpering sound, and he wanted to open his mouth to call the people around him to come and help, but he found that he couldn't say a complete sentence, and he was sweating profusely, holding Xiao Wangtao's palm with both hands, trying to break free from the shackles by relying on his own efforts.

The sudden scene suddenly frightened the surrounding villagers who were watching the excitement into a dead soul, and one by one they were paralyzed to the ground, they shivered all over, and none of them took the initiative to run over to help.

At this time, Uncle Zhang took a few young men to carry a few wild ducks and grass rabbits in, and when they found out about the strange situation in the temple, the young man who was choked by Xiao Wang Tao's neck had already had dilated pupils and a blue face, and he was about to be strangled to death.

"I'll rub!"

Old Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and after he came to his senses, he hurriedly threw away the things in his hand, rushed forward with a few arrows, and slapped the back of the little doll's heart, which made him fall asleep again.

And the man who was choked by the neck, after losing his restraints, lay on the ground gasping for breath, looking miserable and frightened.

"Whew, it's dangerous!"

Old Uncle Zhang looked at the left and right eyelids of the little doll, and then glanced at the young people who were paralyzed on the ground in the temple, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: Fortunately, I came back in time, if this really makes trouble, then this matter will be difficult to do.