Volume 1: Origin, Origin

Chapter 2: The Boundary, the Grass House, the Bell Vine, and the Crow

Happy times are always short-lived, there are too many helplessness in life, and short-term happiness is precious, and it is cherished.

As they approached the village, the men in charge of the village had already spotted them.

"Xiaofeng's father, I brought Xiaofeng back. ”

The strong man shouted loudly, and it spread far away, and he saw that the bald man on the tall building was the father of this tall child, Wang Hai, who was also the captain of the village's defense.

"Thank you, mountain. The bald man clenched his fists gratefully, but his eyes were always aware of the situation around him, and the safety of the village was very important.

"Brother Hai, our brother still needs to talk about this, and besides, these are all as they should be, I am still Xiaofeng's uncle!" The strong man's name is Zhang Shan, and he is the hunting captain in the village, and the relationship between the two is the most iron.

The bald man didn't say much when he heard this, he kept everything in mind. Then his eyes turned to the tall and sturdy child holding the mountain carved egg behind the strong man, and instantly became fierce, and he shouted angrily, "Little rabbit, don't go home yet, I'll clean you up when Lao Tzu comes back." ”

The tall boy seemed to be frightened by something, and rushed into the village like the wind, and in an instant he ran away without a trace.

The bald man retracted his gaze, "Shan, let's take these little guys back first, there are many people waiting in the village, I guess they are all in a hurry." ”

"You little naughty ghosts, you can really toss around, go back quickly. ”

Laughing and scolding, Wang Hai continued to stand guard, looking around, sharp and focused.

The strong man didn't say anything when he saw this scene, he shook his head helplessly, this is his own business, and he can't say anything.

So he carried the mountain carving and walked towards the village with the remaining three little ones. The fat man and the thin man both lowered their heads, and now they were even more frightened, afraid of being taught a lesson again, but the white-robed child didn't, just smiled hard and followed quietly.

Because, his father and mother are long gone, and no one will clean him up, so what's there to worry about, isn't there......

The village gate is still very large and arched, and it can actually allow the strong man carrying the mountain carving to pass through, and the three little ones follow closely behind.

"Enter the village, you three little guys go home to find your grandma, Uncle Shan will go and solve this beast, and then bring you to eat." ”

As soon as he entered the door, the strong man carried the mountain eagle to the area where the hunting harvest was handled in the village, where the uncles and aunts were very busy.

At the same time, a coquettish shout sounded, and the little fat man's neck shrank in shock, and his face was like ashes.

"Stinky boy, you still know how to go home, if you dare to run away, I won't beat you to death!"

Hearing the sound, a figure wearing a black animal skin coat appeared, directly grabbed the little fat man's ear, and turned three hundred and sixty degrees, "Ouch!" The little fat man screamed in pain.

"Go home!" said that, he dragged the little fat man away, leaving a string of marks on the ground. Forehead...... I can't bear to look at the scene.

She is a dancer, full of wild beauty, she is the sister of the little fat dancer, a gorgeous age, a beautiful face.

With another loud shout, the thin man Li Tao was taken away by his aunt with a frightened face, and it is estimated that he will be beaten up hard.

Only the white-robed kid was left, and he called, Win the world.

Yingjie's face showed loneliness and loneliness that he shouldn't have at his age. But in an instant, this expression was replaced by a heartless smirk, he had never seen many people who were warm and cold, the world was cold, a little child, everything came and went quickly.

Looking at the carved eggs in his arms, he ran to his home with joy. This is what Yingjie should look like, what a five-year-old child should look like.

However, the heartless smirk is true, the satisfaction of rejoicing over small things is real, is the loneliness and loneliness fake?

Are there already tears behind the smile?

The village chief, that is, the patriarch, his family's house is not in the center of the village, but in the village closest to the back of the high mountain wall.

Xiao Yingjie's home is not far from the village chief's house, also at the back of the village, but in the westernmost position, near the high mountain rock wall and close to the cascading waterfall.

It's finally here, and Xiao Yingjie's home is here.

This is a thatched house, very small, very small, it occupies a space about two zhang in size, which is enough for Xiao Yingjie to live alone. It is made of stones, wood and various thatch, the roof is covered with green vine grass, and there are green vines hanging down in front of the door, which is still relatively firm, and it is completely built by Youxiao Yingjie himself, which is very rewarding and woody.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings in the room are extremely simple, no more, no less.

A small bed, a small table, a small stove, a small iron pot, a small water tank, a small stone rock, a bowl, a spoon, a pair of chopsticks, a black knife.

The bed was covered with a white fur, a wooden pillow covered in white fur, and a white fur quilt.

On the wall hung two sets of clothes, both white, one a white shirt and the other a white leather jacket, made of the fur of a ferocious beast.

In addition, there are a few hanging objects, a few pieces of animal jerky, a few animal teeth, and a few white animal bones.

This is the grass hut of Xiao Yingjie, his home, it's so simple, what will a child pursue, but it's just that he is not cold, hungry or painful, and someone loves him.

Xiao Yingjie immediately threw himself on his small bed and rolled twice in a row, "It's so comfortable!"

"By the way, I'm going to hurry up and find something to put this mountain carving egg. ”

Thinking about it, what picture came to mind, the corners of his mouth showed a smug smile, it should have thought of the birth of the little mountain eagle, and then he could take the little mountain eagle to dangle in front of the little girl with a big fart, and no longer have to endure the feeling of "inferiority" without pets, haha.

Xiao Yingjie ran out in a hurry and went to find a nest for the mountain carving egg.

It's just that Xiao Yingjie didn't see the strange appearance of the bell-shaped big stone next to his hut when he came back just now, and a hint of reddish light flashed inexplicably on the top of the bell-shaped stone, and it disappeared in a flash.

This is a tall bell-shaped stone, which occupies about 30 zhang of space, embedded in the stone wall, and is more than ten times larger than the small house in Xiaoyingjie. It is next to the small grass house, like a guardian mountain, which is very peculiar.

From a distance, it is a stone clock with wood.

Soon, Xiao Yingjie ran back, held a wooden barrel and giggled, and rushed into his small house with three strokes and two strokes.

There were a lot of dead branches and leaves piled up in the barrel, and then Xiao Yingjie put the mountain carving egg in it and placed it next to his bedside.

"Baby, you have to come out quickly!"

Xiao Yingjie patted the eggshell lightly with a smirk, then turned around and took off the black knife on the wall and cut off a small piece of beast jerky.

Xiao Yingjie easily put the jerky in the small iron pot, brought it to the stove, took water from the water tank with a bowl and poured it into the pot, covered it with a wooden board, took a flint to light the fire, and then began to cook, and the smoke curled.

After a while, Xiao Yingjie got up again, carried another small wooden bucket, filled it with water, and came to the outside of the house.

There is a plant next to the small house, it is planted by Xiao Yingjie, it is a vine, green and green, the leaves are like a sword, the rattan is as thick as an adult's thumb, it is very long and long, it climbs from the side wall of the house to the roof, covering the entire roof, and there are many hanging down, adding a bit of mystery and beauty to the house.

Xiao Yingjie was just about to water it, and he was still muttering, "Little Sword Vine, grow up quickly." ”

The sword vine is the name given to it by Xiao Yingjie, who made its leaves look so much like a small sword and sword.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rattled in the wind, as if they were dissatisfied with the child's name. Xiao Yingjie didn't know, he felt a little cold, and ran into the hut after watering.

Naturally, I didn't pay attention, the front end of the sword vine had already climbed the bell-shaped stone at this moment, but it shrank back in a moment and spread in other directions, as if it was afraid,

At the top of the stone is a pitch-black crow with blood-red eyes, "quack".

Xiao Yingjie ran out again, staring around curiously with big eyes, what is the sound?

"Quack"

Xiao Yingjie finally found out that it was a pitch-black crow, croaking at the top of the stone bell, and it had a special pair of blood-red eyes.

"yes, it's you, why did you follow me here!"

Xiao Yingjie recognized it, this was the crow he had seen in the Barren Mountains before, because its eyes were so unique that they were impressive and unforgettable.

The crow turned his little head and turned around, and he saw a little guy talking to himself stupidly below (the crow's size is much smaller than that of Xiao Yingjie, hehe), and the blood-red pupils are actually humanized and complex, but Xiao Yingjie can't understand it.

"What's your name? Why don't you speak? Are you hungry? Do you want me to give you something to eat......?"

Xiao Yingjie was chattering at the crows. If he could speak, I guess the crow would definitely say: Are you annoyed, you talk too much.

However, the crow could not speak, so it could only twist its neck, which made Xiao Yingjie mistakenly think that it was going to eat.

So, Xiao Yingjie ran into the grass hut, lifted the plank, scooped up the jerky, put it in a bowl, cooled for a while, and cut a small piece. Then he ran out and threw it vigorously towards the top of the stone bell, but he couldn't go up, and he tried several times but it didn't work, Xiao Yingjie had no choice but to put the jerky on the ground in front of him, and then took a few steps back to make way for the distance.

The crow was not afraid, it flew down directly, did not dodge, turned its little head to watch, and then under the gaze of Xiao Yingjie, it ate the piece of meat, but the humanized expression seemed to say: This is not delicious. However, Xiao Yingjie is very incomprehensible, and "playing the piano to the cow" is wooden.

"Xiao Wu, I only have so much to eat, no more, I'm going to go in and eat. ”

Xiao Yingjie gave the name "Xiao Wu" to the crow without discussion, and the crow's heart refused, it was too earthy.

The crow looked at Xiao Yingjie into the house with a proud look, and complained weakly with his eyes, but Xiao Yingjie ignored it at all, and it was typical to have a new love and forget the old love, what is important to eat.

Xiao Yingjie entered the house and began to feast, eating so much that the corners of his mouth were full of fat, very happy and satisfied.

After the meal, Xiao Yingjie lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep in this warmth.

And, these are the lives of Xiao Yingjie, it's simple.

The crow flew to the top of the stone bell and stood quietly as if waiting for something, its blood-red pupils reflecting the sky.