The morning breeze is harmonious, and the sunny light is just right.

A tent carriage was parked at the edge of the forest, and several unkempt men of old and young were scattered not far from the carriage, each sitting or standing against the tree and napping.

"Ah!!~~~" A clear exclamation suddenly broke the silence of the morning.

Several men woke up suddenly, each with a knife and a stick, and gathered around the carriage.

"What's wrong?!" "What's wrong?!" "Xiaoluo!what's wrong?!" "Xiaoluo!Are you okay?!"......

For a while, several men gathered around the carriage and chattered in a mess, but they were all like ants on a hot pot, so anxious that they stomped their feet but no one dared to enter the carriage.

At this time, a girl in a white dress of about sixteen or seventeen years old got out of the carriage in fright, the morning light poured on her body, the girl was like a fairy out of the dust, her long golden hair poured out like the sun, and her frightened expression showed the delicacy of her facial features, her blushing face, her round eyes, and her open mouth were all loving and pitiful. This is a suffocatingly beautiful person, and if anything hurts this elf in this world, it is the enemy of the whole world, and everyone will fight against it!

Now, something has happened that everyone is fighting for.

"What's wrong?!Xiaoluo!"What's wrong?!Xiaoluo!"Are you alright?!Xiaoluo!"......

For a while, several men surrounded the girl and chattered in a mess, but they were all like ants on a hot pot, so anxious that they stomped their feet, but no one dared to touch a finger of the girl.

The girl was like a frightened kitten, shrunk her head and hid behind everyone, trembling and pointing to the carriage, her voice was clear and pleasant, "In the carriage...... There's someone in the carriage!"

"Huh?!" all the people's faces suddenly darkened.

Now, someone's life is going to be fought by everyone.

The two men jumped to the carriage in two steps, and lifted the tent one by one, and the scene inside the carriage made everyone's eyes split.

"Fuck!", "Damn!", "Holy shit!", "Holy shit!", ......

......

The sun is three poles, and the shade of the trees is spotted.

The chaotic quarrel made Xia Fan, who was already confused, feel even more headache.

"Why did you keep a good night's watch? You didn't even notice that such a big living man got into the carriage? Did you kid sleep in the grass department again?"

"Kui Sheng, you fart, when have I ever been lazy, but who knows how that kid got in?

"No, I slept very lightly, but I didn't sleep at all!"

"What do you think of Dangming?"

"Noon, we've met a master, right?"

"Superior? Just him? Look at his bear-like appearance! Let's hang him a little higher! What a fucking dog! Someone dares to beat Xiao Luo's idea! We have to castrate this piglet!"

"It's a pity that Xiaoluo, this good cabbage ......"

"What cabbage? Don't talk nonsense!" This voice sounded clear and pleasant, and Xia Fan felt a lot more refreshed in his head.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense! Just act like nothing happened last night!"

"What do you mean?!" the girl's voice was anxious and angry.

"Eh, don't make any noise, that kid is awake!"

Xia Fan, who had a blue nose and swollen face, opened his eyes dizzily, and saw in a daze that there was a forest in front of him, and there were a few people at his feet, poorly dressed, dull hair, and dark skin?......

"Eh, where are my feet?" Xia Fan couldn't see what he looked like now, he only felt lightheaded, and his whole head was swollen, but he couldn't feel where his feet were, as if his whole body was hanging lightly.

"Feet?!What about my feet?!" Xia Fan lowered his head to the maximum in panic, and it was reassuring that both of his feet were still on his legs, and both legs were still on his body. However, what is puzzling is that at this time, both of his feet are at a certain distance from the ground, and Xia Fan can't judge how far his feet are from the ground.

"Piglet, can you hear your grandfather?" said a grumpy old man below, pointing at Xia Fan and shouting.

"......" everyone was silent.

"Eh, you can speak Chinese, and sure enough, the whole world is speaking Chinese. Xia Fan couldn't help frowning, realizing that his mouth was not very obedient, and tried to fight back, "Piglet, who are you calling?"

"The piggy called you!" said the grumpy old man irritably.

"......" everyone was silent and had tears in their eyes, hating themselves for being with the wrong person.

"Noon, let me come!" A middle-aged strong man with a square nose and mouth stopped the irritable old man and continued to go crazy, and looked up to Xia Fan, who was tied up and hung on a tree with a blue nose and swollen face, "Pig head, where did you come from?"

"Who is the pig's head called?" Xia Fan asked inarticulately.

"This kid doesn't know whether to live or die!" the middle-aged strong man said angrily, "Boy, reply honestly, otherwise Lao Tzu will beat you again!"

"Beat me?" Xia Fan tasted it at this time, his whole body was sore, his face was swollen and his mouth was numb, and it was obvious that he had been repaired lightly. Xia Fan tried to remember, but he couldn't recall anything about the fight at all. "Drink too many fragments? Can't you! Don't say anything else, our family sells alcohol, and it's always only Brother Fan and I who let go of people, when have we been let go of people? Can beer be so powerful when I heard it last night? Even if it's a fragment, it's impossible to forget it so thoroughly?" Xia Fan muttered to himself, carefully calculating the clue.

"I remember it...... "Xia Fan finally remembered the last scene before he lost consciousness, and couldn't help but shout urgently, "Where is this old man?!Who are you?!"

A few people under the tree couldn't help but be stunned, not understanding why this kid suddenly went crazy, and the middle-aged strong man shouted, "Bah! Boy, be honest! Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid! Answer Lao Tzu's question!"

Xia Fan was not stunned by the middle-aged strong man at all, and shot back angrily, "Where did you come from, refugees? Why don't you go to the government for relief and kidnap me? Quickly release me! Don't think that you are foreigners, Chinese law can't cure you! When the police uncle comes, he will arrest you all!"

"......" Several people under the tree looked at each other, and then fell into a deep discussion, "What did he say? What policeman?" "Who is the policeman? Is it a big clan figure?" "Maybe, but I've never heard of this person." "It shouldn't be a local figure. "Listen to the meaning, this kid is quite dependent on the policeman, is it the nephew who is the police......man?"

"Shut up for me!" Listening to the chaos of several people below, Xia Fan couldn't help but feel a headache, and suddenly burst out.

Several people under the "......" tree stopped abruptly and stopped in an instant.

"Put him down. The irascible old man was unusually calm at the moment, and ordered the others to put Xia Fan down.

"Hmm, are these people so talkative?" Xia Fan muttered in his heart.

"Smack!" The irascible old man suddenly slapped Xia Fan's head, "The way of the world has really changed!

"Crackle!crack!crack......"

Xia Fan was once again hoisted high, and his head was bigger than just now.

"You have to play according to the routine, right? No matter what, you have to let me call home!" Xia Fan's speech was already slurred.

"At noon, I don't understand what he says, I think this kid is stupid. The middle-aged strong man said to the grumpy old man.

The grumpy old man frowned, and said to a middle-aged man with upright eyebrows beside him, "Dangming, what do you think?"

The middle-aged man named Dangming lowered his voice and said to everyone, "I think it's not good to come, this kid appeared in Xiao Luo's carriage silently, it's really strange." Judging from the clothes, I am afraid that he is the son of a big clan, but judging from his clothing style, I am afraid that he is not a local person, and looking at his gray face, there is probably some special reason for appearing here. ”

"Oh, that makes sense. Everyone nodded yes, and the irascible old man said, "Dangming, you come to find out his details." ”

"Hmm. Dang Ming nodded, raised his head and said to Xia Fanlang, "Little brother, dare to ask which clan you are from?"

"?......" Xia Fan was beaten up in a daze, and he didn't understand why the other party would ask such a question, but eating a trench grows a wisdom, and eating a punch grows a cowardice, not to mention that Xia Fan doesn't know how many punches and how many feet he has eaten. The first time he was beaten, he didn't know it at all, but the second time he was beaten, he felt it clearly, clearly, and truly, how could Xia Fan's discerning eyes still not see that there was a loss in front of him? A good man doesn't eat the loss in front of him, or he cooperates honestly.

But the problem is that the other party asked this question is very problematic, Xia Fan doesn't understand the situation at all, but he doesn't dare not answer. When he was embarrassed, he felt a seat of glory for his family and country and a sense of national pride in his heart, and blurted out, "I am the Chinese nation!"

"......" Everyone under the tree couldn't help but fall into deep thought, "The Chinese nation......?

"Hey, your uncle! Is it true that the world has changed, and now there are still people who dare to say this?" Xia Fan, who was hanging, suddenly became angry, and the national integrity in his heart burst into flames, and he shouted with righteousness, "You foreign refugees, speaking Chinese on Chinese territory, still dare to be so arrogant? I really think that donating more to you is giving you a face?!"

"At noon, this kid is screaming again, do you want to put it down again?" asked the middle-aged strong man.

"......" Hearing this, Xia Fan couldn't help but be excited, and was instantly silenced.

"Forget it. The grumpy old man said impatiently, "I think this kid is ninety percent stupid, I don't know what he's talking nonsense, don't waste time with him, if it doesn't work, it's clicking, what do you think of Dangming?"

Dang Ming thought for a while and said, "I think he has a certain problem in his brain, but it is not incorrigible, although his words are chaotic, there are traces to follow." Looking at his appearance, what he said was not made up, the Chinese nation he said must indeed exist, but his expression was confused, and I speculated that he might be talking about the Zhongzhou Chinese. ”

"Zhongzhou people?" everyone wondered, "But there is only one family in the land of Zhongzhou who dares to claim to be a clan, not a Chinese surname." ”

Dang Ming sighed, "We haven't been to Zhongzhou for a long time, maybe the world has changed, and that family is probably no longer dominant, right?"

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