Tianluo City, which is a county seat in the southeast of the northwest province, can be built on the edge of the misty forest, so Tianluo City, plus the villages scattered around the county, can also be regarded as the northwest frontier of the entire Great Qin Empire.

Tangzhuang is such a small border village, located at the foot of the towering Tianluo Mountain behind Tianluo City.

However, Tangzhuang is a very old name, because of the huge peach tree at the entrance of the village, more and more people call Tangzhuang Peach Blossom Village. The village, which is about a few hundred people, is mostly self-sufficient, with a blacksmith shop not far from the head of the village and a wine shop across the door.

Under the big peach tree at the head of Peach Blossom Village, there is a dilapidated small temple, but probably no one here believes in the gods of the gods, and this temple does not worship any immortals, but a little guy takes this smaller little girl, and the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

In the twilight, a thin young man in the small temple was worshipping the yellowed clothes of the fairy on the stove, according to the procedure meticulously incense, burning yellow paper, kneeling and worshipping, followed by a smaller figure, followed by the chanting of words, milky voice.

The young man's surname is Fang, his name is clumsy, and his father and mother died early, so I don't know who obtained this name that looks very connotative. The little girl next to her was picked up by Fang Zhuo on a snowy day, because there was a jade plate on her body when she picked it up, with two words engraved on it, and later Fang Zhuo knew that it was called Bai Feng after she became literate, which was a very atmospheric name, and then the two little guys depended on each other like this.

Fang Zhuo helped Xiao Baifeng pat the dust on his knees, and stepped over the stove room, a rickety old man, holding a green gourd in one hand, poured a sip of wine from time to time, looked at the two little guys who followed the custom, and then looked at the stove sacrificial food, and smiled.

The old man is actually half the owner of this ruined temple, and legend has it that he once served as a border soldier and was a retired border army veteran. From Fang Cun's memory, when he was officially preparing for the ruined temple, it happened that the old man also had this idea, the old man was old and the young man was young, but the two of them lived half and half, and they complemented each other.

According to custom, in addition to the fire that rises early, there is a vigil until after midnight. But at this time, the outside was already full of laughter and fighting, and even the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time. Xiao Baifeng secretly glanced at the old man who was drinking and napping and Fang Zhuo who was struggling to make cakes, and finally couldn't help but run to the entrance of the temple, looking at the little guys running around the village with lanterns outside, with envy on their faces. It's just that although the village is solid, in the end, the three in the small temple are either too small or too old, and naturally no one has this craft.

A paper lamp sent relieved Xiao Baifeng's greed, Xiao Baifeng looked at the man who was famous for his idleness and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Gao", and then turned his head to look at the young man, and saw Fang Zhuo nodding, so he took the lantern and ran out with a cheer.

Fang Zhuo is preparing a pastry, glutinous rice is boiled, peach blossoms are added, and then put into a stone mortar, beaten until smooth, sweet and delicious, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. The stone hammer is made of a long column-shaped bluestone wrapped around a wooden stick, which was carried back by Fang Zhuo from the deep mountains, with a delicate texture and a very comfortable touch.

Seeing the man, Fang Zhuo shook his head and motioned for the man to do it himself, and the old man sitting on the side glanced at the man, and then continued to drink.

The man named Gundam didn't care much about the old man's attitude, and he poured a cup of peach blossom brew that he didn't usually have the opportunity to drink, which Fang Zhuo figured out by himself, which was better than the best five-year brew in the wine shop at the head of the village, and the old man didn't care about Gundam's stealing drink at this time during the Chinese New Year.

After playing crazy all night, Xiao Baifeng got up the next day and was very angry, but the autumn rain was like weaving, Fang Zhuo didn't touch Xiao Baifeng's brows, and he didn't have to hunt every day anyway.

Since he was ten years old, Fang Zhuo began to follow the hunting team that went up the mountain to hunt, and by the way, he began to learn to set up a sleeve and dig traps, and then it seemed that the immortal emperor who was sitting in the sky suddenly began to take care of this little boy with an oil bottle. Three years later, Xiao Fang Zhuo is still the little boy who can only lift two mountain rabbits, but under the cover, The ability to dig pits and set traps has been crowned by the middle and young generations of the entire village, except for the hunting team's extremely spicy old hunters, almost no one can compare to Xiao Fang Zhuo, and Xiao Fang Zhuo is far from becoming the first person in this hunting team, just short of the physical growth brought by the years, the tower-like hunting team leader Slote has long said that his position as the leader of the hunting team will be handed over to Fang Zhuo, not the small tower-like son, in this regard, the son Swinter did not even show too much opposition.

On the contrary, Swing took great care of Fang Zhuo and Xiao Baifeng. Of course, those taciturn tall men, spicy women, and kind old men also took great care of these two little ones. Fang Zhuo himself is not very eloquent, but he really regards Peach Blossom Village as his home.

The next day it was still raining

On the third day, it was still raining

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On the morning of the tenth day, after Fang Zhuo went to the river to beat a set of boxing techniques handed over to him by the old man, Fang Zhuo caught a river fish as usual, but this time the autumn rain was obviously unconventional, and in Fang Zhuo's feeling, it seemed extraordinarily long.

On the way back, I happened to meet Gundam who was still idle, looking at the big fish in Fang Zhuo's hand, he couldn't help but let the two of them shine, hehe smiled, watching Fang Zhuo make a gesture to drink soup, Fang Zhuo couldn't help but smile and said: "You can't miss Lao Gao, come back with me first, save a while to become a soup chicken"

This man is one of the few men who have rubbed fish soup in Fang Zhuo. However, the man smiled and said, "It's hard to drink fish soup, I'll go get some condiments", and after speaking, he didn't care about Fang Clumsy, so he walked out with his head bored.

Fang Zhuo shook his head, yes, this thing is really quite persistent about eating.

Probably because the stream outside the village is a mountain spring, so the river fish does not have a trace of fishy smell, but the meat is very tender, usually a pot of fish soup can summon the whole village of the little guys, and there are such a big disrespect as Gundam.

It snowed heavily in the northwest, and Tangzhuang was gray and rainy.

In addition to the ancient name of "Tangzhuang", the three words of Peach Blossom Village are more agreeable. Although it is closed, the whole small village is actually quite solid because of the mountains and the water, otherwise there would be no liquor shops or blacksmith shops that can only appear in large towns.

Except for a very small number of women, the village did not have much disgust with the little guy's behavior, but many people gave great kindness, otherwise how could a lonely little boy, with a younger girl, grow up to be a teenager in peace.

However, since he was ten years old, the boy has never received help from his uncles and aunts in the same village. In the words of a teenager, I am not an eight- or nine-year-old child, how can I still accept help from others for no reason?

Whenever this happens, there will be a burst of laughter from adults, and some women who are used to joking joke about this more and more handsome young man: "Xiao Fang has grown up, is he begging for a wife?"

It's just that even in this unreasonable world, the ten-year-old boy is still at a brilliant age, for the young man named Fang Zhuo, in addition to himself, he still has two mouths to fill, how can he not be melancholy.

So, the ten-year-old boy began to follow the hunting team that went up the mountain to hunt, and by the way began to learn to set up a sleeve and dig a trap, and then it seemed that the immortal emperor who was sitting in the sky suddenly began to take care of this little boy with an oil bottle. Half a year later, Xiao Fang Zhuo is still the little boy who can only lift two mountain rabbits, but under the cover, The ability to dig pits and set traps has been crowned by the middle and young generations of the entire village, except for the hunting team's extremely spicy old hunters, almost no one can compare to Xiao Fang Zhuo, and Xiao Fang Zhuo is far from becoming the first person in this hunting team, just short of the physical growth brought by the years, the tower-like hunting team leader Slote has long said that his position as the leader of the hunting team will be handed over to Fang Zhuo, not the small tower-like son, in this regard, the son Swinter did not even show too much opposition.

On the contrary, Swing took great care of Fang Zhuo and the little girl Xiao Baifeng that Fang Zhuo carried. Of course, those taciturn tall men, spicy women, and kind old men also took great care of these two little ones. Xiao Fangzhuo himself is not very eloquent, but he really regards Peach Blossom Village as his home.

The entrance of the village is not far away, but when it reaches the entrance of the village, it is full of rain, and a few strands of hair on the man's head are washed down and hung on his forehead, looking basically like a soup chicken, so even if he puts on an extremely majestic face, it looks very funny.

At the entrance of the village, which no one saw in the autumn rain, there were three figures standing quietly, silently waiting for this man who was a hanger.

The first of the three figures is a fat man, but he is wearing a master-cut black tight body and a bright red cloak, and on the neckline is a golden six-feather wing, this suit still looks extremely decent even if it is worn on the fat man. The fat man had a smile on his face, just like the round-faced god named "Maitreya" that was once enshrined in Tianluo City. Behind him was a man and a woman, all of whom stood cautiously behind the fat man. However, the amazing thing is that the three of them did not hold umbrellas, but the rain curtain in the sky naturally bypassed the three of them.

However, if there is a head of an imperial family here, he may think that it is natural that the three people standing in front of him, and one of them alone, are all existences that the big people sitting in a province should be treated carefully. What's more, the fat man who stands in the first place, in the eyes of the world, is a god, and the rain curtain in the sky naturally has to be bypassed.

However, the fat man looked at the gray raindrops falling from the sky, each drop seemed to be ordinary, but it contained a casual blow from an almost high-level soldier, obviously not a normal heavy rain, but the "Taifang Smoke and Rain" that appeared in the war a hundred years ago, which was originally the handiwork of immortals.

So the three of them continued to wait quietly. Waiting for a guy who once served as the pioneer of the former Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry Sect halberd, one of the seven stars of Sirius, the sharpest and most unscrupulous Heavenly Demon Star. The team of the Heavenly Frost Legion, which is now among the top three in the empire's million-strong army, is composed of some old men left behind by this former pioneer general when he waved the Northern Expedition against the Demon Clan.

It's just that this person currently has only one identity, the gatekeeper of Tangzhuang.

Dozens of breaths, a short man appeared under the stone monument slowly, because of the rain, two strands of hair just drooped on his forehead, like a leper dog who had nowhere to hide from the rain.

This is the temperamentless vanguard general who led the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry to beat the Northern Demon Clan? This is the Demon Wolf Star, one of the Sirius Seven Stars who stabbed the immortal to death with one shot? At this moment, a man and a woman behind the fat man glanced at each other, and for the first time, they all saw the question in the eyes of the other party so obviously, this didn't tease us, this is the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry?!

Seeing the funny-looking middle-aged man, the fat man in the lead did not have any contempt, but nodded slightly with a calm face. The two behind him were slow to react.

"I planted this road, I opened this road, if you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road!" The three people who were waiting quietly heard the man on the opposite side report such a paragraph like a thief cutting the path. Not to mention a man and a woman with a questioning face, even the fat man who stood in the first place couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The Lancet, who was patrolling the Northwest Four Directions, either didn't have the courage, or really wanted to ask the one standing in front of him, was he from the right place?

And Gundam was obviously dissatisfied with the other party's lack of response to his request, so he shouted: "If you don't take the initiative, then Uncle I'll do it myself, and I will have enough food and clothing."

Obviously, the fat man who was still not used to the tone and style of the other party rolled his eyes in his heart, and was about to speak, but the next moment he suddenly felt something, and the cloak behind him suddenly rose, and a milky white figure, as high as hundreds of zhang, suddenly appeared in the field, and at this moment the wind and rain suddenly stopped, suppressing Siye!

But this figure still couldn't stop the funny man's palm, and the man's original force core of the heaven and earth rune behind him suddenly appeared, no matter how hard the man tried, it was difficult to take back his heaven and earth rune, and he could only watch this hand break slightly, and the original fist-sized "tree" character mark was missing, and as the man's laughter came back, the man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

The woman on the side looked terrified, and she didn't even dare to help the man who had already confirmed each other's intentions, and the talisman in her heart, which originally complemented the man and increased her power, shook violently at the moment, and it was difficult to hold herself.

The fat man frowned, looked at the other party's scoundrel smiling man, and said gloomily: "General Gao, is this going to war directly?"

Gundam waved his hand, "Whether to fight or to make peace has never been something I have to think about. Even if you have the help of the shameless guys above, but you can come here, obviously the master has agreed, so it doesn't matter if I let go of this door today. ”

Then, Gundam raised the half of the Heaven and Earth Rune in his hand, and even though it was forcibly stripped off, it magically remained its original appearance. "This is really a disadvantage, according to Xiao Fangclumsy's statement, there is always a future, right?"

After saying that, the gatekeeper of this Zhuangzi really wandered away like this.

The fat man sighed, looking at the two people behind him who were out of control, and the fat man didn't bother to explain.

For the big war hundreds of years ago, the old guys who still have this memory are either dead or deeply hidden, naturally no one knows how fierce this group of people who used to "wave their hands to slash demons and slash demons with a sword" were fierce, but it's a pity, today......