Chapter 1: Rain, Boy, Dog

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Outside the window, the light rain began to fall again, and this was the fourth rain since June.

It may not sound like much, but it's the third day of June.

The rain in Moshi Village has always been more than elsewhere, and the villagers should have been accustomed to it, but now they are full of sadness, just because the rain is too bad for the time.

The wheat is harvested in mid-June, when the wheat is in the ripening stage, the ears of wheat are very heavy, and the soil is moist on rainy days, and it will fall if there is a little wind.

Wheat lodging will make harvesting more difficult, which is secondary, if there is too much rain, wheat mildew and germination are the main thing, which can be related to the livelihood of the villagers in the next half of the year.

While the farmers in the south of the village are discussing whether to harvest early, in a small courtyard with a different style in the north of the village, a young man is leisurely showing his artistic talent.

He moved a small stool and sat under the eaves, and began to rub the rain and mud flowing from the eaves, and the mud was constantly changing shape in his hands.

"Woo~"

At his feet, a small, fluffy-haired white beast let out a cry.

"It's Guan Erye who pinched it this time, and when it's done, let's put it in the C position."

"Huh?"

"The C position is the meaning of the core bit, this word was first used in the game, and it takes a long time to explain it from the beginning, but fortunately, I am a talker, and I have the patience to explain it to you, and you listen to me and tell you slowly......"

"Ha~"

The little beast yawned, drooped its ears, and lay listlessly to its side, knowing that the creature had started again. There are many strange things about this human being, one of which is that he can speak so with great interest without understanding the language.

The young man who is chattering, named Wei Feng, is almost 17 years old according to the time he was born in this world.

17 years old is a youthful and energetic age, you should study, you should travel, you should be a security guard...... Ahem, anyway, you shouldn't be playing with mud here.

Of course, Wei Feng will definitely defend himself, how can he be called playing with mud when he pinched the figures, but there is always a reason for being so leisurely.

While his mouth was chattering, a statue came alive...... Well, a strange-looking clay statue to be exact, molded from his hands.

From the iconic long hair and the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, it is not impossible to reluctantly say that this is the Martial Saint Guan Yunchang, but it is always ugly.

"Huh?"

The little beast glanced at the clay figure in his hand and whimpered in a strange tone.

"You don't care what the old man himself looks like, pinching the second master is like worshiping the second master, the main thing is to pay attention to sincerity, sincerity is spiritual, you don't understand." Wei Feng's heart was weak, but his tone was not empty at all.

Pinching figures is a technical job, but he really doesn't have any skills, this always requires a lot of practice, he is a seventeen-year-old boy, it was a problem to make a living a few years ago, how can there be so much time to practice, it would be good to be able to pinch out a rough outline.

Put the pinched Guan Erye on the wooden frame and wait for it to dry, Wei Feng made a basin of clean water, cleaned the mud on his hands, and looked at the sky, it was not completely dark, but considering that there was rain today, there should be no pedestrians on the road, so it was okay to set off.

He beckoned to the little beast: "Grey dog, go." ”

The dog was the name he gave to the little beast, it was not a dog itself, what kind of creature Wei Feng couldn't recognize, but the appearance of following Wei Feng in the same direction reminded him of the partner who had accompanied him throughout his childhood, let's just think it was a dog.

The dog seemed to know the purpose of this trip, his mouth grinned slightly, and he followed with his farts, and although his limbs were short, the frequency of his movements was not low.

"Huh?"

"Yes, let's go to the mountains and get some food."

"Woo~"

The young man carried a short knife, and did not wear a robe, so he walked into the rain calmly, and so did the dog, but the rain was a little twisted, avoiding the two.

There is an endless mountain range not far from the north of Moshi Village, how wide the mountain range is, and the people in the village do not know, and they will only move in the nearest mountain peak on weekdays, and will not take any name, only called the back mountain.

In the past few years, small predators in the back mountains have come down from time to time, and many villagers' poultry have been harmed as a result, until Wei Feng moved to the north of the village, and it has not improved.

Wei Feng originally lived in the north of the village, and he didn't go far out of the village to the foot of the mountain, there was a field at the foot of the mountain, the area was not large, and the rain stopped when it reached the edge of this field, which was an acre of land that belonged to him.

But that wasn't the destination of the trip, and he circled up a winding uphill trail that had been repeated many times, judging by his skillful movements.

When Wei Feng climbed halfway up the mountain, the light rain in the south of the village had already drifted to this peak, but the rain had decreased, and the drizzle became silk, and it was difficult to wet the mountain road after a while.

Halfway up the mountain, the trail has more branches, and these are all paths that the villagers have stepped on all year round.

He walked hand and foot through the trees along one of the paths, and in a short time came to the gap between two bushes, and if he squatted down to look closely, he could see that a piece of hemp rope was exposed, the end of which was still trembling slightly.

But Wei Feng didn't need to look closely, he bent down slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the hemp rope tied to the root of the tree, and the movement was smooth and natural.

The other end of the rope was strung into a noose, which was firmly on the lower abdomen of a gray-haired rabbit, and as the rabbit instinctively struggled to tighten it, the noose had been squeezed into the fur and stained with blood.

He first knocked the rabbit unconscious with the back of his knife, then carefully loosened the noose, took the rabbit out, and hung it on a cluster of branches in the bush, and when he had done this, he broke the tuft with all his might, so that it was left on the bush.

"Huh?" The greyhound squeezed a snort out of his throat.

"It's called a trickle." The corners of Wei Feng's mouth were slightly grinning, and he said unfathomably.

After arranging everything, he carried the gray-haired rabbit and continued to walk into the mountain, and when he passed a stream, he cleaned the rabbit with the help of the stream, and the fur was taken away, and the internal organs were left in place, and there would be predators to help him deal with it, and then a man and a dog went around and went to a hidden cave.

The cave contained the flint and firewood stored by Wei Feng, and he skillfully raised the fire and began to roast the fat rabbit.

At the same time, another villager braved the rain to go up the mountain, he is Liu Lao Wu of Moshi Village, living in the south of the village, seeing that the sky is gradually sinking, and if you don't go up the mountain, you will have to wait until tomorrow.

Somehow, the rain over the years always likes to catch his family's house and his field, not only the harvest is not good, but the family's grain storage is also moldy.

So I braved the rain to go up the mountain today, just to see if the set under the mountain behind me had any gains, so that I could get some meat.

The drizzle also lasted for a while, the mountain road became muddy and slippery, a little difficult to walk, Liu Lao Wushen walked through the mountain road with one foot and one foot shallow, he put down a total of five sets, the first four places were nothing, only the last one.

This was his most hopeful place, so he came to check it out last, and when he got to the two bushes, his shoe trouser legs were already covered with mud.

He bent down and groped for a while, touched his hemp rope, pulled it back, and found that there was a force of confrontation, and his face was suddenly happy, is this a harvest!

Liu Lao Wu hurriedly increased his strength, and a "click" sounded when the power of confrontation suddenly disappeared, and he pulled the rope sleeve out, but only harvested a broken branch.

"Damn it......" Liu Lao Wu couldn't help but scold, on the one hand, because of empty joy, on the other hand, it also means that today is another day of no gain.

When I was about to put away the rope sleeve, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of some blood stains on the inside of the rope sleeve, and then thought of the branch that had just been broken, and couldn't help but scold a little ugly.

He secretly said that he was unlucky, thinking that the rope trap must have caught the prey, but at the same time, he also hit the branch, leaving some gaps, allowing the prey to struggle away, and he couldn't help but regret a little, if he had come to this trap earlier, maybe the prey had not run away.

The thought that he might have missed a meal of meat because he came late, made his heart even more depressed, and cursed uncleanly, maybe he scolded the continuous rain, or he could curse the winding mountain road, in short, he wouldn't be himself.

After he scolded and scolded, the rain was heavier, and he could only hurry down the mountain, the sky was dark, and the road down the mountain was slippery, but it was not easy to walk, plus he was angry in his heart, and he couldn't say what would happen on the way down the mountain......

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"Puff~"

In the cave, Wei Feng, who was roasting rabbits, couldn't help laughing.

"Huh?"

"It's nothing, I've thought of something happy, ah, the rabbit is roasted, let's go."

"Woo, woo~"

"Calm down, when my body grows up, let's go out to travel, and see if we can get some salt and pepper, cumin and the like, then sprinkle it to be delicious."

"Hmm, woo~" While the dog was feasting, he would also free his mouth to respond to him.

Ten minutes later, the full man and the dog had rested enough, and Wei Feng was ready to start tanning the freshly peeled rabbit fur.

Suddenly, he paused in his hand and asked in a strange tone, "Have you ever seen someone use a sword?" ”

Canggou rolled his eyes lazily: "Huh? ”

Wei Feng rubbed his chin: "I've seen it, but I haven't seen a sword ...... that still shines."

"Huh?" The dog wondered, will the sword also shine?

In the mountains and forests in the distance, the long sword in a person's hand was shining, as for why Wei Feng would know, it was because the rain would tell Wei Feng everything it was witnessing......

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