He rubbed his hands together and walked to the window. The wind howled outside the window, but the sight in front of him made him dumbfounded and speechless.

I saw a snow-white outside the window. Under the moonlight, countless snowflakes are flying, which is very beautiful.

"Next...... Is it snowing?" the husband widened his eyes and was stunned for a long time before he closed the window blankly.

"Hallucinations, hallucinations! I'm dreaming......" he muttered, back under the covers.

......

The next day, the snow stopped. The blue-purple sky rose again, and the silver-covered earth looked extraordinarily peaceful.

The waters of the Great Lake were covered with a thick layer of ice, but the farther part of the lake was not completely frozen.

It's only June, the beginning of summer! It's not a mountain top, it's not a polar region or anything like that, how can this be?

Two strong men each carried two large bows on their shoulders, and they were dressed in a thin layer of animal skins, and their arms were not yet exposed. Walking in this ice and snow, but there is no discomfort.

"Huzi, you said that this day was fine yesterday, why did it snow at night, and it still rained so much!" said a strong man.

Huzi glared and said, "You don't know." Can I know? If you talk nonsense, I'll kill you!"

The strong man looked at Huzi's vicious eyes, and didn't dare to say more.

Huzi had a bad temper, but yesterday the temperature dropped sharply, and several animals froze to death in his house, and his son was also sick. Can this mood be better?

The two of them went into the woods.

At this time of year, countless birds chirp in the forest in the early morning, and the song is pleasant.

And now, the weather has changed dramatically, and the forest has fallen into a deathly silence.

The branches of the trees were covered with snow and were crumbling. The two of them walked through the forest, constantly looking.

They didn't come out to hunt.

It's cold, I don't know how many livestock died, and the food was naturally enough. The two of them came out to see if there was enough prey in the mountains and forests.

The blood sun rose higher and higher, and the two gradually drifted away.

A hungry wolf, slowly cruising. It is a lone wolf, an outcast unfortunate.

In the clearing of the forest, a young man lay on his back. He was not covered in snow, and the wind blew fiercely at night, and all the snowflakes were blocked by the trees not far away.

The hungry wolf smelled his breath from afar and rushed over.

At this time, the young man, breathing weakly, was already in a dying state. When his body appeared in the hungry wolf's sight, the hungry wolf's greedy eyes even emitted a green light!

Impatiently, the hungry wolf pounced on the young man's thigh.

"Whew!"

An arrow burst through the air, instantly piercing the neck of the hungry wolf, and the powerful force carried it two meters away, nailing it to the ground.

"Wow~~" The hungry wolf screamed, and was nailed there unable to move, and the life in his eyes disappeared.

The archer is none other than the tiger.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Huzi patted the shoulder of the strong man next to him and left first. The strong man followed.

"This man is not dead. Huzi probed the young man's nose and breathed.

"I don't know which village it's from. It's so pitiful, I fainted here and almost ate it to the wolf. The strong man said and went to examine the hungry wolf's carcass.

"Yes, we have to take it back. Can't waste it!"

Then, the strong man turned his head and said, "Huzi, look at what he is wearing, clothes." ”

"It's weird. Huzi nodded.

Usually, everyone wears animal skins. As for clothes, they are generally worn on festive days. Raising silkworms and weaving cloth is too laborious, and it is better to wear animal skins directly! After all, robbers have to collect annual money! The pressure is too tight!

"Let's go back quickly!" said Huzi.

He picked up the young man and walked with ease.

Soon, they returned to Zhuangzi.

At this time, several men were passing by carrying some wood.

"Huzi, I'm back. ”

"How's it going in the mountains?"

When those men saw Huzi coming back, they all said hello. The tigers also responded one by one.

"Huzi, why are you carrying someone? Who is this?"

"Picked it up outside. Huzi said. "Where is the patriarch? I want to see him. ”

"At home!" a man held out his hand, pointing to the side.

The tiger carried the young man to that side.

"Patriarch!" as soon as Huzi entered the courtyard, he opened his throat and yelled.

"Huh?" an old man on the roof who was clearing the snow looked over.

Huzi carried the young man into the house, and the patriarch came in after him.

"Uh, this is ......" The patriarch looked at the young man lying on the straw mat, and his heart trembled slightly.

"When I went out with Blackskin to look around, I found it in the forest. Huzi explained.

"What do you think......" the patriarch narrowed his eyes.

"It's like an outsider. Huzi said solemnly.

"I feel like it too. This dress...... Style and craftsmanship, it's all like!"

"The patriarch, does this matter need to be kept secret from the clan?"

The patriarch shook his head and said, "There are many people. It's better not to. Also, find a hide for him to change, his clothes must be hidden. ”

"Okay!" Huzi nodded, he also knew the seriousness of this matter.

The last time outsiders came here, it caused a great uproar.

The lake is very large, and there are many villages in the surrounding area. The robbers also have several gangs. One of them is the most powerful and is called - Turi Island. Each robber wields a magical power that makes them invincible!

The last time I was an outsider, I brought this magical power to the Korean people. It's called 'The Power of Walking'!

As soon as the robbers received this news, they went out in a frenzy and slaughtered the Han people!

Fortunately, people did not die, and the descendants inherited the exercises, scattered to various places and established many tribes, and slowly developed.

Hanzhuang is one of the biggest forces.

"Huzi, after you change his clothes, you will protect him here, and don't let anyone else in! The patriarch commanded.

"Okay. Huzi nodded.

The patriarch went out.

The mist grass he wants to pick can relieve the fog of this great lake

Poison.

The great lake is surrounded by endless mountains, which are called 'heavenly mountains'. On the sky, there is a white fog that lingers all year round, and the fog is poisonous. On the last day of the year, it will go on a rampage and spread throughout the Great Lakes. Fog grass can be detoxified. This is an annual necessity for the inhabitants of Great Lakes.

Legend has it that above the white mist, there is an even more powerful blue-purple mist!

Of course, legends are just legends, and no one has been able to climb to such heights. The unconscious young man looked like him, and the patriarch knew at a glance that he had been poisoned by the fog.

After a quarter of an hour, the patriarch brought the mist grass and gave it to the young man.

By the afternoon, the young man's complexion had returned to normal, and his heartbeat had become stronger.

Last night's heavy snowfall caused no small amount of damage. The villagers are busy with their own business.

The patriarch waited in front of the pot, and the room was filled with the smell of herbs. A small child sat right next to it.

"Come, I'll see. The patriarch put down the fan in his hand and placed the child's feet on his thighs.

"How's it going?" asked the patriarch, pinching the child's ankle.

The child had a painful expression on his face and said with a crying voice: "It still hurts!"

"Hmm. The patriarch said: "It won't hurt so much in a few days, remember not to move anymore." ”

"Oh. The child nodded.

The patriarch sent the child with a sprained ankle and returned to the room. The patriarch is also the village's physician.

"Try again. The patriarch pulled out a metal needle from the cloth wrapper, which was sharp and long, and looked quite scary. He passed the metal needle over the fire and came to the mat.

The young man on the straw mat was still unconscious and had not woken up.

The patriarch held the metal needle in his right hand, slowly pierced it into the top of the young man's head, and then rotated it slightly.

The young man's fingers moved.

"Hmm! almost. The patriarch held a metal needle in his left hand and patted it on the young man's face with his right hand.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Between the shouts, the consciousness of indulgence returned, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids opened a slit. In his eyes, he is a harmonious old man.

"What's your name?" asked the patriarch.

"Dust. The young man's lips moved, and his voice was weak.

......

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen woke up for half a month. It stands to reason that it takes 100 days to break your muscles and bones. But Xiao Chen has only been in half a month, and he has recovered from his previous half-dead state, and his injuries have healed by more than half.

This is the benefit of being physically strong, and of course, there is also the credit of the Gongfa 'Divine Crystal Ninefold'.

To Xiao Chen's delight, these days, the power of action in his body would tremble uncontrollably every day, as if it was boiling. He's going to break through.

Every day, there is a possibility of breakthrough!

At noon, Xiao Chen had dinner with the patriarch Han Le and the old man's grandson. The patriarch's wife had died many years ago, and his son and daughter-in-law had disappeared two years earlier, leaving him with only one grandson.

That night, the temperature dropped dramatically, and the whole land fell from the beginning of summer to a cold winter. Until now, when the temperature has risen and the snow and ice have melted, it seems that it is the time of spring. People had to replant the seeds, because the crops were freezing to death in the sudden snow and ice.

Look at the sky, it will rain soon......

Xiao Chen set up the dishes and chopsticks, and the fragrant dishes were presented by the patriarch.

The patriarch moved the chopsticks first, and then his grandson. All three of them ate.

"Gu'er, eat a piece of meat. The patriarch smiled and gave his grandson a piece of meat.

"Hmm. Gu'er buried his head and ate, and the food in the bowl was being destroyed little by little.

The patriarch looked at Xiao Chen again.

"Little brother Xiao Chen, you also eat more and heal your injuries quickly. After speaking, the old man sandwiched another piece of meat for Xiao Chen.

"Hehe, thank you, patriarch. Xiao Chen was already stuffed with rice at this time.

During this time, the old man Han Le has been taking care of him. Xiao Chen also met other people in the village, and they got along quite well.

Outside, facing the heavy encirclement of sand scorpions, Xiao Chen's spirit was tense every day. When fighting, observe your surroundings carefully, and when walking, be careful, even when sleeping, you will not sleep well.

This half-month of tempering made him fade away from the weakness in his heart. Even if he had combat power that matched his cultivation, Xiao Chen was still vigilant in his heart.

The Origin Martial Realm poses little threat to the Sand Scorpion, but what about the Sand Scorpion King of the True Martial Realm?

Luckily, I didn't run into it.