At dawn the next day, men, women and children in the mountain village were all in full swing in the square to deal with the flesh of the colorful big tiger, even if children were playing or helping, you need to know that the big tiger village of this size is rare, and generally try to avoid it when you see it. Because it is impossible to hit such a big tiger in the past without casualties, and this time although some people were injured, but after all, no one died, and no one lacked arms or legs, so the village has not seen such a big tiger for many years, and some children have seen tigers for the first time in their lives, and they ask their elders from time to time.

Besides, after the nearly 1,000 catties of tiger meat of the big tiger this time are smoked, it can greatly relieve the pressure of winter things in the village, so everyone's face is filled with a happy smile. In addition, after Yang Junwei's loyal uncle was rescued by Shui Wuyan, the village can be described as a double happiness.

On the roof of Yang Junwei's house, Shui Wuyan was still as usual, and he laid down a pile before dawn, waiting for the first ray of sunlight to appear to absorb a wisp of purple qi from the east brought by the morning glow of the sky, and at the same time exhaling the mixed yuan qi between heaven and earth when yin and yang were in power, and washing himself.

Soon, Yang Junwei, who was lying on the edge of the hospital bed in the house, also woke up, saw that his uncle Zhong was sleeping peacefully, and after breathing smoothly, he found that the water was no longer in the house, so he called out to find it.

"Brother Shameless, Brother Shameless、、、"

After coming out, Yang Junwei looked around.

After hearing Yang Junwei's call, Shui Wuwei still kept his pile work unchanged and said, "Brother Yang, I'm on the roof." ”

"Roof?" Yang Junwei looked at the roof suspiciously, and saw Shui Wuyan posing a strange horse step on the roof. At first glance, it seems that the water is more "brilliant" than the surrounding environment, as if the color or visibility (which can be understood as pixels) is higher than the surrounding area.

"Uncle Yang, how are you doing?" asked Shui Wuji.

"Uncle Zhong, it's fine, sleep peacefully, breathe steadily. ”

"That's it!" Shui Wuxuan replied softly, and then stopped talking, concentrating on the pile, exhaling and breathing. If you have the heart, you will find that the breath of water is extremely long and gentle, almost unnoticeable. And Yang Junwei looked at the water on the roof with admiration and confusion below, and didn't dare to say much, and felt bored after watching it for a long time, so he also learned to water nothing, but he set up a military horse.

More than half an hour later, Yang Junwei's nose suddenly moved, as if he smelled something, and quickly got up and opened his eyes. When he saw Yang Junwei, he said: "Junwei, how is your loyal uncle? Mr. has ever woken up? This is the colorful minced meat and bone soup that beat the tiger yesterday, you eat some first, and then have a bonfire in the evening, roast some big meat, and everyone celebrates together." As he spoke, he pointed to the broth on the side.

"Thank you, Uncle Late, Uncle Zhong is fine, he sleeps peacefully and breathes steadily. I've been smelling the meat from afar. After speaking, Yang Junwei hurriedly took the broth, and then shouted to the roof: "Brother Wuyan, hurry up and eat some broth, I am afraid that you have not eaten for a day when you are tired yesterday." ”

Seeing this, Uncle Lai and his entourage looked towards the roof, and saw a strange posture of horseback on top of the roof. At first glance, it seems to be more "brilliant" than the surrounding environment. After Shui Wuwei heard Yang Junwei's call, after taking the pile gong and stopping the strange breathing, the strange feeling of "brilliant" in everyone's eyes disappeared.

Then, under the stunned eyes of Uncle Wan Lai, Shui Wuyan slowly fell from the roof, gently and elegantly.

After Shui Wu came down, he clasped his fists at Uncle Wan and saluted the two and said, "There are two of you, have you ever eaten? Why don't you eat some together?" ”

Uncle Wan Lai hurriedly replied: "Don't dare, don't dare、、、 we've already eaten." ”

Then Shui Wu and Yang Junwei were not polite, and turned around and entered the house with the broth.

"What a man among the gods!"

"yes!"

After the two sighed, they turned around and left.

After entering the house, after eating the broth, Shui Wuwei looked at Yang Zhong's situation and arranged some herbal decoction with Yang Junwei, and Yang Junwei hurriedly responded.

After a professional day, night fell, the bonfire was bright on the square of the nameless mountain village, men, women and children were cheering, eating barbecue and dancing and dancing, and the children were more like the New Year, and they were extremely happy to eat this tiger meat for the first time in their lives.

During the banquet, Shui Wuwei and Yang Junwei sat in the same seat, the seat was on the upper middle side, Shui Wuwei was mild and light, while Yang Junwei was a little absent-minded, and his mind was not on wine and food.

Until the village chief and Uncle Wanlai came over with wine.

"I've seen Mr.!" everyone came to the banquet and bowed to Shui Wu collectively.

Shui Wuxuan hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted back: "The old village chief and you don't need to be so polite. ”

"Mr. is polite, if it weren't for Mr. Junwei and Wanlai and others, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious, and Yang Zhong will not be able to save it. But it was the old village chief who continued.

"Yes, yes!" the others chimed in.

Then Uncle Wanlai said: "Sir should be honored by me!", after speaking, he took the lead in holding the wine bowl in front of him with both hands, knelt down on one knee, and the other three Qingzhuang, who were rescued by Shui Wuxuan, followed closely behind.

"Thank you for your life!" the four kneeling down said in unison.

"Mr. Jing!" After speaking, the four of them brought the wine bowl to their mouths, raised their heads, and drank it all.

"Hurry up, please get up" After everyone finished drinking, Shui Wuwu hurriedly held the handrail to persuade everyone to get up. The four of them should get up.

Then everyone poured the wine again, and everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

After drinking, Uncle Wanlai saw that Jun Wei was absent-minded, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Jun Wei, don't worry too much, your uncle has your aunt taking care of you, you let go of some fun, and your uncle will definitely recover in the near future." ”

"Alas!" However, at this time, Shui Wuxuan shook his head and suddenly sighed.

Yang Junwei's heart tightened instantly, and he hurriedly asked, "Brother Wuyan, could it be that Uncle Fei Zhong still has something to do?"

Shui Wuxuan shook his head again, and said: "I can't cure it if I lack some acupuncture utensils, and if he suffers from some wind and cold when the frost and snow fall, it will be difficult to remedy his body if it is a true immortal." ”

"What kind of acupuncture utensils are they? I immediately went to find them. Yang Junwei hurriedly said.

"The needle is made of silver and gold, or of other spiritual things. ”

Everyone can still understand the gold and silver in the front, but the spiritual essence and gold in the back are really completely incomprehensible, and they all fell straight down. And full of disappointment

Seeing this, Shui Wuyi did not hold out hope, but thought for a while and then said: "Village Chief, Brother Yang, do you know where there is a shop to make utensils? Those utensils must be made by me myself, otherwise even if there are materials to make them, they will not be suitable for use." ”

"A hundred miles away, there is a city. However, there is a shortage of soldiers outside, and I am afraid that it is dangerous. The people of this village are all fleeing the war, just like Jun Wei's uncle and nephew came here fifteen years ago. ”

The old village chief paused for a moment and then continued: "At that time, Jun Wei and his uncle, covered in blood, fled to the village with five or six years old Jun Wei in his arms, and the root of his wound was left at that time. ”

"Brother Wuyan, please go to the city with my uncle and nephew!" but Yang Junwei suddenly said loudly. I saw that his face was full of grief and resentment, and the fists of his hands were clenched tightly.

"Junwei should not be reckless and hurt Mr. The old village chief reprimanded.

"Yes, yes、、、、" the others chimed in.

Suddenly, Yang Junwei ignored everyone's dissuasion, and knelt directly on his knees in front of Shui Wuxuan and said: "Brother Wuyan is a man of the gods, and he will definitely not be in great danger, although Uncle Zhong has not let me go to that city, he will not teach me martial arts." But if there is only a way to deal with my Uncle Zhong, I will try it desperately. After saying that, he was about to kowtow, Shui Wuwei hurriedly helped him up, and let Yang Junwei's gods struggle and struggle, so he had to be helped up by Shui Wuyan, leaving only his face full of eagerness.

Seeing Yang Junwei like this, Shui Wuyi said: "Brother Yang, don't worry, I promise you." It's just that we still need to recuperate in the village for some time, first, your uncle's body is too weak to go out now, and he needs to recuperate for some time, and second, if the outside world is chaotic, as the old village chief said, I need to use this time to teach some martial arts to make the trip more smooth. ”

"Can we also learn from Mr.?" But that night, Uncle Lai saw that things were irreversible, and when he heard that Shui Wu wanted to be martial, he hurriedly asked. The others were silent, but their faces were full of anticipation.

But it turned out that after the people in the village knew about the miraculous means of Shui Wuxuan, they all worshipped it, dreaming of being able to learn from Shui Wuxuan, so that they could have such skills as Shui Wuxuan, not to mention anything else, at least in the future, it would be too safe and efficient to hunt in the mountains and forests.

After looking around at the expectant eyes of the villagers, Shui Wuqi smiled slightly and said, "It's all right, tomorrow I will start to teach you some martial arts here, and all ages can come to learn." ”

"Good~~" everyone cheered when they heard this.

As the words of Shui Wuxuan fell, everyone in the square at this time was excited, and it was the sea of joy that they entered. Only the elders like the old village chief are a little reserved, but they are all full of smiles on their faces.

When everyone went over to sing and dance, Yang Junwei, who was only on the side, suddenly picked up a jar of wine, opened the seal and said: "Brother Wuyan, thank you for your great kindness, you have the final say in this life." After speaking, he picked up the wine jar and raised his head to drink, and drank it all in an instant.

Seeing this, Shui Wuyi smiled slightly, didn't say much, and poured a bowl of wine and drank it all.

Looking at the cheerful and simple villagers in the middle of the square, Shui Wu just wanted to help them better protect themselves in this mountain forest.

As for Yang Junwei, Shui Wuyan couldn't help but think of a friend from his childhood in another world. His name is also Yang Junwei, he is the same honest and filial piety, the same inch of hair, and the same natural divine power.

It was a rare good memory of Shui Wu's childhood, although he still cut off the past, he still couldn't help but remember, the corners of his mouth raised a smile slightly, and he looked at Yang Junwei beside him and looked at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "Junwei 、、、、、、"