In the mountain villages in autumn, this is the busiest time, because many crops planted in the spring will start to be harvested at this time.

In the early morning, he practiced martial arts for almost a few months, and at this time, his skin was tanned brown, and he had sunburned and peeled off his skin many times during the period, and he knew the uncomfortable taste. However, after months of practice, the little one has grown a little taller, and his little arms and legs have become thicker. It used to be white and tender like a ceramic doll, but now it looks like a little savage.

The little guy hasn't been boxing under the old banyan tree recently, because of the harvest, there are people walking around the village from time to time, coming and going, which makes the little guy pout in frustration.

But after practicing for so long, there is one thing that the little guy really feels strange, and that is this old banyan tree. No matter how you hit it, even a small branch and leaf will not shake, usually the breeze has passed, the branch and leaf will still shake a few times, but I have been playing for several months, I have never seen those leaves move, as if I am ridiculing. This made the little one depressed and strange. But Ling Chen thought to himself, it's okay not to move, after all, the old banyan tree can be said to be one of the oldest existences in the village, and if he breaks it, he will be scolded to death by the village elder.

But now I can't practice boxing under the old banyan tree, so I have to look for another place in the early morning. There is naturally no shortage of trees in the mountain village, but there is indeed only one such ancient and huge existence as the old banyan tree.

"The trees along the road are definitely not good, you have to find a place where no one is practicing boxing, but in addition to the old banyan tree at the head of the village, the best choice can only be the back mountain, but the village old said, there are beasts and poisonous insects in the back mountain, except for the honest uncle who hunts, the rest of the people can not break in at will, my mother also warned me a long time ago that I can't go over, no one is no one, but my mother's words... ”

Ling Chen drooped his little head and muttered to himself, and scratched the back of his head from time to time, and after a while, the little guy made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the back mountain.

Wujing Village is actually not big, from the head of the village to the end of the village, there are more than ten households, and both sides of the village head are farmland used for farming. Walking from the path at the end of the village, you can see a flat wooden plaque, on which nothing is written, but there is a skull of an unknown monster, which has been polished by the sun and the moon and the rain, and looks extremely rough, as if it will shatter into powder when touched.

After this wooden sign, it means that there is a back mountain in front of you, and the back mountain is forbidden to go to in the village.

Ling Chen naturally saw the skull on the wooden card, but because the wooden card was a bit high. At that time, he didn't know what was hanging on the wooden sign, until the little guy approached, and as soon as he looked up, he met the empty eyes, and the creepy skull and fangs made the little guy startled. He hurriedly bowed to the skull, and muttered "Big Brother Mo Blame Big Brother Mo Blame", he bowed, his calves trembled and accelerated towards the back mountain.

After the wooden sign, the smooth and obvious path is gone, replaced by green weeds everywhere. The position of the wooden sign seems to be a line, neatly intercepting the green that grows everywhere. In contrast, the two sides seem to be two different worlds.

At this time in the early hours of the morning, there was an extra wooden stick in his hand that was taller than him, and he carefully pushed away the chest-high weeds in front of him with one hand, and explored the way forward with the wooden stick in the other, and the wooden stick touched the hard ground, so he dared to lift his calf and step over. The little guy walks very carefully with every step, and his little heart shakes violently with every step.

Before you know it, the little one has been gone for a while. He looked at the woods that appeared not far from him, and a smug smile appeared on his face. The little guy thought to himself that there would be almost no one here, but when he turned to look behind him, the smile on his face stiffened.

When I turned around in the early morning, I was greeted by an endless field of green, and when the wind blew, all the weeds danced in the same direction. I couldn't see the wooden sign I saw when I came in, I couldn't see the skull on the wooden sign, and I couldn't see the house in the village. The little guy thought to himself that he hadn't gone this far, but then he thought that when he came back, he could go back the way he came, and it shouldn't matter much. So with a smile on his face again, he walked towards the woods not far ahead.

When the little guy was still pushing through the grass and thinking about which tree to choose to look at to the eye to practice, a small sound suddenly came from the front and made the little guy stunned in place.

"Someone? Logically speaking, no, it's honest uncle?"

"No, it's almost noon now, and Uncle Honest usually goes into the back mountains to hunt in the afternoon. ”

"I'd better stay where I am and stay put, and then I'll find out what is true and what happens. ”

Chenchen's little head was thinking quickly, he slowed down his breathing, his small body bent slightly, and then stood motionless in place and used the weeds in front of him to cover himself. He looked through the gap in the weeds, where two emaciated adult men sat under the trunk. The two adult men were leaning their backs against the trunk of a large tree, their faces tired. One of the emaciated men had a terrible scar on his face, and his slender eyes narrowed slightly. The other man was thinner than the man with the scar on his face, skinny and bone-like, resting with his back against the trunk of a tree, but his shrewd eyes were watching his surroundings vigilantly.

"Oh, that's fucking obsessive. Hide where this bird doesn't. ”

The skinny man looked around and saw that there was nothing wrong, so he complained to his accomplice, who was closing his eyes and recuperating beside him.

"Okay, skinny monkey, you're fucking endless, we've been keeping this morning, you've been saying this all morning, it's been fucking a dozen times!"

After the scar man said this, the scar on his face also trembled, as if a centipede writhed on his face. However, his eyes were still slightly squinted, and he did not open them.

"Hey, Scar, how could we be so unlucky. We've been bandits on the edge of Xunfeng City for several years, and we've been fine, and we've paid the offerings that should be handed over, so why would the city guards suddenly encircle and suppress us?"

The skinny monkey's eyes were fixed on the man he called Scar, desperate for answers.

"How the would I know!"

Only then did the man with the scar open his slightly squinted eyes and replied impatiently.

"I guess, either we robbed people who shouldn't be robbed and offended the forces behind them, or the leader had less offerings, which made some people in the city unhappy. Otherwise, those city guards wouldn't have chased us so desperately, chased us to this place, and broke several brothers. ”

The thin monkey obviously didn't care about Scar's impatient attitude, and he still talked to Scar like this, but there was some sadness between his words, probably feeling pity for the brother who was caught.

"Okay, okay, the boss let the two of us guard it here, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood, there is a small village not far ahead, let's follow the leader to grab some food and money in a few days, find a good place and a group of heroes!"

When Scar said this, he didn't have the impatient attitude he had before, he could tell from the thin monkey's words just now, this guy was sad for the brothers who folded in, although the thin monkey was timid and afraid, but he was still quite righteous. Scar agrees with this.

"Hey, these days, it's not even good to be a bandit. ”

The thin monkey narrowed his eyes again when he saw the scar, so he had to complain one last time, and then closed his eyes as well.

The scene ahead, including the conversation between the two just now, was complete, carefully into the little guy's eyes and into the little guy's ears. The little guy was a little overwhelmed by this sudden incident, and the top priority was to inform the villagers. Thinking of this, Ling Chen slowly turned around, pinched his slightly trembling legs, and slowly walked through the grass like a small loach towards the village.