Autumn twilight, tiredness and yellow, the mountains and forests are depressed.

Under a maple tree by the river, there lives a family. Ordinary clay is built, and the thatch covers the roof, and it can be seen that because of the rain in Jinguo, the thatch is a little moist and yellow. As the sun cleared, the twilight grew thicker, and a wisp of smoke rose from the thatched hut.

"Lady, I'm back. ”

A clear and crisp voice suddenly came from the distant woodland, and a young hunter with a bow and arrows on his back slowly leaned out of his head with his hands and a wild boar with burrs and fangs, looking a little handsome. Now that winter is approaching, the cold is biting, and the ministers of the court have already been dressed in mink skins, making silk beds, and will not go out unless it is a major event, this hunter is just wrapped in a few pieces of simple sewn animal skins, and the lower body is covered with a cloth skirt. The straw sandals on his feet waded through the mud puddle, and he was soaked thoroughly, and he made a sound of "chirping" and "chirping" when he walked.

The boar was a little red as he dragged it with both hands, and the hunter didn't care. Not far from the thatched hut, he quickened his pace and threw the killed wild boar into the usual thatched hut with a single throw. This wild boar can be eaten and boiled at home or dragged to the villages and markets downstream of the river to exchange some money, which is very useful, but now that it is about to enter winter, wild boars and other wild beasts are becoming more and more difficult to catch.

"Crunch~"

Just as the hunter was staring at the pig's worries, the wooden door of the thatched hut next to it suddenly opened, and a soft voice was heard.

"Xianggong, the rice is about to be cooked. ”

"Okay, I'll deal with this wild boar and I'll come right away!"

The hunter promised briskly. His wife's gentle voice wiped away all these worries.

"There is still animal meat stored in the house, and it is not a problem to survive the winter, but it is a bitter wife. ”

At the thought of his gentle wife, a wave of tenderness welled up in the hunter's heart, and after simply handling the wild boar, he hurried into the house. The thatched house is built near the river, and some lush mangosteens are planted next to it, which can not only shield the wild beasts from taking some spring bamboo shoots for food in spring, which is the most suitable for the people. When the hunter couple first came here, they didn't understand these customs, but fortunately, the people in the neighborhood were simple and honest, and they quickly taught them.

"Xianggong, is there a corpse in the river...... Corpses!"

The two sat on the ground, eating coarse tea and light rice. The wife inadvertently glanced through the window, and saw a corpse floating in the river outside the house, and immediately exclaimed.

"Scoop him up!"

The hunter was equally frightened, but he feared that the corpses had ruined the clear waters, and that hundreds of families downstream would be harmed. Natural and man-made disasters have been occurring in the country for many years, and the lives of ordinary people are not valuable.

"I'll take a look. ”

The hunter left a sentence and hurried towards the river. The wife hesitated, but she was still not at ease, and her husband followed. The water on the river was turbulent, and the corpses were washed away by the river quickly, and the hunters wasted a lot of effort to fish the "corpses" onto the boat and carry them ashore.

"This ......"

When the hunter saw the "corpse" costume, he panicked and hurriedly pulled his wife far away from the corpse.

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you? This person is not dead. Let's save him!"

Hunter Zi was originally a medicine picker, and the old people in the clan identified countless medicinal herbs, and they knew at a glance that this person was not dead. Looking at her somewhat frightened husband, she was a little puzzled, and her handsome eyes were full of doubts. The hunter did not reply, but pointed to the man's clothes, and his wife looked at him, only to realize that this man was probably not an ordinary person.

The corpse had a delicate face, wearing a neat blue robe, a wooden hairpin on its head, and a strange cloth bag pinned to its waist.

He ......" the wife was dumbfounded, looking at her husband blankly.

Such a miraculous performance is no different from the fairy gods and ghosts told by the storyteller in the town!

The hunter was much calmer, and after the initial shock, he had already reacted, and when he saw that the corpse had not moved for so long, he finally comforted his wife not to be afraid, and moved the corpse back to the thatched hut......

"Where is this?"

Chen Feng struggled to get up, suddenly felt a splitting headache, stumbled and almost fell out of bed.

"You're awake. ”

There was a sudden exclamation at the door, and then a sturdy man in animal skin suddenly ran in and carefully helped Chen Feng back to the bed.

"Mortal!"

Chen Feng was now weak, he couldn't use the slightest mana when he tried it, and his divine sense was almost exhausted, but his basic eyesight was still there, and at a glance, he found that the person in front of him did not have the mana fluctuations unique to immortal cultivators, and immediately put down the palm that was placed in the futon.

"You rescued me from the river?" Chen Feng looked directly into the hunter's eyes, his gaze like a sword.

"Yes...... Yes, the grass people are ignorant, and if they take the liberty of angering the immortals, they deserve death!" Feeling Chen Feng's sharp gaze, an unconscious sense of offense suddenly rose in the hunter's heart, and he hurriedly said his guilt.

"Do you know who I am?"

Chen Feng suddenly became vigilant, he only remembered that he had jumped into the river at the end, and he didn't remember anything else. The mortal in front of him was able to recognize his identity as a cultivator, and subconsciously stroked his hand to the storage bag on his waist, but he didn't catch anything.

"Xianggong, what's the matter?"

At this moment, a graceful woman suddenly broke in, and when she saw her husband kneeling on the ground, she was shocked to open her mouth slightly.

The man didn't think about it, and hurriedly got up and hugged his wife behind him, lest Chen Fengfa hurt her.

"I ......"

Chen Feng suddenly reacted that he was too worried, and looked at the hunter like this, and smiled dumbly. The clothes on his body were changed into a simple coarse linen clothes at some point, and the Taoist robe he was wearing was hanging on the earthen wall not far away.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean anything to frighten you. ”

Chen Feng knew that the man had misunderstood him, so he immediately opened his mouth to explain, after all, the two of them had a kindness to him when they rescued him from the river.

Seeing that Chen Feng did not make excessive moves, the hunter was a little relieved and released his wife from under his arm.

"She'......"

Hunter Zi glanced at her husband warmly, and then bowed to Chen Feng, who was not a simple person. Chen Feng didn't care too much at first, just thinking that this woman was just an ordinary ugly woman, but after careful inspection, his face suddenly stunned, and he was suddenly shocked!

Where this woman's face is ugly, it is clear that she is a young woman of the most beautiful age. The pink cheeks are ruddy, the eyes are beautiful, the beauty is gorgeous, the fairy posture is graceful, and the beauty is incomprehensible. Rao Yi Chen Feng's heart couldn't help but twitch a little, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, more importantly, this woman's face was an unusually ordinary woman, and she had an exotic style, which made her pure and beautiful appearance more enchanting, but now she was sealed by a strange prohibition to show an ugly and disgusting face.

"Whew~"

Chen Feng can't use his mana now, and his divine sense can't be mobilized, so he has to secretly pinch his thigh and gasp in pain to regain his composure, Rao didn't dare to look at this woman again, for fear of losing his state of mind.

Sure enough, he lost his mana, and his concentration was not as good as before.

The hunter gave a salute and retreated behind the hunter to block his ugly face, as if he was afraid that his ugly face would scare Chen Feng now. The hunter also looked at Chen Feng with a little nervousness, and when he saw Chen Feng's gaffe just now, he guessed eight or nine without leaving ten, and the heart he had just put down hung again. Own wife......

"What's your name?"

Chen Feng finally regained his mentality, and after looking around at the thatched house, he focused his gaze on the hunter.

"The woodcutter of the grass people and the mountains, surnamed Lei, is named Muyi. This is the grass people are cheap, Murati. The hunter hesitated for a moment, then added:

"There is half of the Hu people's blood in the cheap!"