There were six or seven people standing outside the forest. "Is it Ben'er?" came the patriarch's voice.

"The patriarch welcomes him personally, and it is an honor. Tian Nongwu laughed and walked over.

The patriarch glanced at Tian Nongxiang in Tian Nongwu's arms and said with a smile: "This doll is not a small blessing. ”

Tian Nongxiang smiled, "Hello patriarch!"

The patriarch and Tian Nongwu looked at each other and smiled. This kid is filthy but sensible, which is both loving and annoying.

When everyone arrived, Tian Nong Wu said: "Since the patriarch is here, I will go back." ”

"Why rush so much, go back to the clan first. The patriarch grabbed him.

Tian Nongwu shook his head, "The dolls encountered a group of people on the road, if I hadn't received your message, I just arrived in time, I don't know what would have happened." ”

The patriarch's heart tightened, "People from the Five Spirit Sect?"

Tian Nongwu shook his head again, "The person who controls the Demon Banner is on the periphery of the secret land, and he shouldn't have found the path yet. ”

The patriarch frowned, "The Demon Command has also been blended in, and the situation is getting more and more complicated. ”

"Wei Qian, do you remember the patriarch?" Tian Nong Martial Dao.

The patriarch's brows furrowed into a mountain shape, "Is that him?"

"It is rumored that this person is very close to the green hair, I don't know if it's true or not?" Tian Nongwu said in a deep voice.

"If Emperor Yan ordered him to come, it would be even more troublesome. The patriarch muttered to himself, as if he hadn't heard Tian Nongwu's words.

Tian Nongwu looked at him for a while and said, "I'll go back immediately and give this news to the ancestor." ”

"Wei Qian is tricky, not easy to deal with, be careful. The patriarch said.

Tian Nongwu nodded and stroked Tian Nongxiang's head. Hand him to Yu Po and wave away.

Tian Nongxiang looked at his back, and a trace of attachment suddenly rose in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly remembered his grandfather and grandmother in the depths of his memory, very strongly, very distantly. He could hear the conversation between the two old men just now, and he had an inexplicable disgust for the Five Spirits Sect and the Demon Control Banner. Until this time, Fang had a sense of responsibility, a sense of responsibility to fight for the Tian Nong's clan. People can live in a muddy way, but they can't always be like this. I've never felt it this way before, but today it's extremely strong. At this moment, he even began to understand what the third and fourth children were doing, and the reason why he had been despising himself may be because he failed to fulfill his obligations. Suddenly, Xue Yuxin's handsome face appeared in front of him again, and he felt a pain in his heart. Wait for me, wait for me to return.

Yu Po's residence is in the northwest corner of the village, a lonely stone house, a room, where food and lodging are all located, and the entire wall and roof are blackened by smoke.

As soon as he arrived, Tian Nongben came, and after chatting with Yu Po for a few words, he threw a thick pile of kraft paper in front of Tian Nongxiang. Tian Nongxiang began the first thing since joining the clan - copying the clan rules.

For many days, Tian Nongxiang lay on a square stone at the door. Those pictures-like words are maddeningly hooked around, not so much copying the rules of the clan as drawing.

The teenage Tian Nongyan would often move a bench to the side and watch him write nonsense, and from time to time he would laugh at a few words; too much, seven or eight other children often came to make trouble, and a guy named Huzi sat on the inkstone and blackened the whole pile of brown paper, which made Tian Nongxiang copy it many times, and he had to hang his head to ask Tian Nongben for paper, and he kicked his ass. Tian Nongxiang is so angry, goodbye to these troublemakers, immediately close the stall.

A thousand times, that's excessive. Tian Nongxiang scolded and painted at the same time, and scolded the ancestor countless times in his heart. The copying process lasted for more than ten days, and the clan rules were not finished, and they were extremely familiar with many little guys.

"Yan Zai, do you know what Rengong is all about?" When a few little guys came to play with them again, they inadvertently mentioned "Rengong", Tian Nongxiang looked at Tian Nongyan and asked.

"Anyway, it's not a good thing, I don't know who will be sent when the people pay tribute next year. Tian Nongyan shook his head with a worried expression.

"Do you have to send it?" Tian Nongxiang stared at him.

Tian Nongyan pretended to be mature and nodded, "There have been people who have been exterminated because of this." ”

Tian Nongxiang frowned and said angrily: "Yan Guo is like this! I thought Emperor Yan was a good person." ”

"What the is a good person?" scolded a boy named Big Head, this guy's name is Tian Nong's belly, I don't know what his father and mother think, he gave such an incoherent name. But this guy's growth process is not according to his parents' ideas at all, his belly is dry and thin, his body is very small, but his head is strangely big. Over time, everyone no longer seems to remember his name, and both adults and children call him "Big Head", even his parents.

"What do you want so many children for?" Tian Nongxiang thought to himself.

"It is said that it is to cultivate a miracle army for the Yan country. Huzi squinted his eyes and said.

"Cut! I've heard Uncle Ben say that the 'human tribute' should be an order from the Marquis of Teng, and Emperor Yan may not know at all, so how can he talk about cultivating strange soldiers for the Yan Kingdom?" said a big boy named Tian Nongxi disdainfully. He was twelve years old, the oldest of the dolleggs.

"Who is the Marquis of Teng?" asked Tian Nongxiang puzzled.

"Why do you know so much about your little kid?" Tian Nongxi looked disdainful.

"Ask!"

"You don't understand!" Tian Nong Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Just as Po Yu came out of the house, Tian Nongxiang turned his head and asked, "Po Yu will tell me?"

"It's just a prince, and you'll know when you grow up in nature. Yu Po replied as she picked up the kraft paper on the ashlar, and then shouted at a group of children: "Go, go, he still has to copy the family rules!"

A group of little children scattered in a hurry and went to the open space at the entrance of the village together. The people of the clan gathered there when they were idle, cultivated together, and learned from each other, and it was very lively all day and night.

After settling down, what he had seen and heard for many days once again haunted Tian Nongxiang's mind. Tian Guo, Yan Guo, Demon Control Banner, and Wuling Sect suddenly heard about a "vine marquis" again today, and they all sounded like they were powerful, but they inexplicably mixed ...... in. Tian Nongxiang smiled helplessly, what kind of thing is this? Could it be a dream, but there is no reason to have such a long dream. Life is wonderful, and what you have experienced is thorough.

"Yu Po, tell me about 'Teng Hou'?" Tian Nongxiang was unwilling, staring at Yu Po who was busy on the side and asked.

"A prince under the rule of the Yan Kingdom, the territory where we are located is under the jurisdiction of the Marquis of Teng. The old lady stopped what she was doing and looked at him, "Whether it's Yanguo or Tenghou, we can't afford to mess with it." ”

Tian Nongxiang nodded, and suddenly felt that every person he met was stronger than himself, and every name he heard was stronger than his own clan. It was always the experience of others who were better than himself that made him very angry, but he was helpless.

Yu Po patted his head, "Copy the clan rules!" After telling him a few more words, she also went to the open space in front of the village, leaving Tian Nongxiang alone to face the square stone in front of him.

He looked at the thick pile of kraft paper, unintentionally copied the family rules, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and silently operated the method of spitting. At this moment, his heart was extremely peaceful. The rune in his body rose again and again, and disappeared again and again. He had become accustomed to this, not to guide it, not to restrain it, to let it roam all over his body. He didn't know how long he had been running for a week, he only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and he could even sense a force surging silently. He didn't understand this, and he didn't even understand the usefulness of this method of vomiting taught by Elder Wu, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he sat quietly.