Chapter II: Expulsion

Tao Ran happened to fall on the steep slope, and his body couldn't stop at all, so he rolled down the ramp with a painful cry all the way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Along the way, there are countless branches and gravel, and you don't need to check it to know that you don't have a good piece of meat on your body.

With a "bang", the back of his head hit a piece of granite, but he was dizzy.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already lying on the bed, okay, let's barely call it a bed, looked at the straw next to the pillow and sighed leisurely, damn, this is about the same size as a livestock shed!

"Hey, little brother woke up, I've been in a coma all night, and I'm going to get you something to eat." A middle-aged man came in and saw him wake up, full of surprise, but Tao Ran's face hadn't been seen clearly, but he went out again.

Originally, the man didn't say it, but he didn't think it yet, but now that he said it, the acid in his stomach was already churning.

I raised my head and looked at my body, and I couldn't help but take a breath, grandma's was about to be tied into a mummy. The gauze tied to the body is not a medical gauze, just a rough linen, looking at the degree of dirtiness, it is not too much to say that the rag is not too much, and he can still wake up, presumably it is not the blessing of Master Guan, it is the possession of Master Guan.

Originally, it was just an external injury, if it was infected, it would really be fatal, Tao Ran's heart tightened, and he quickly dismantled the linen cloth, only then did he find that his body didn't seem to have so much pain.

After untying the sackcloth and opening the green and blackened herbs, I found that my wounds were already healed.

"Alas, why are you ...... kid" The middle-aged man came in with a bowl, and saw that Tao Ran had removed all the linen cloth on his body, and he was immediately so angry that he wanted to curse, but before the words of reproach could be spoken, he saw those wounds that were almost as good as he was, and immediately smiled: "Yes, yes, the young man's body is good! ā€

How can Lao Tzu be a thirty-year-old person, even if he is called by an old man, how old can an uncle be compared to himself?

"Brother, thank you for saving me, when I go back, I will definitely repay you well! Do you think this is good? Don't stay in this poor and remote place, let's go to the city, don't worry about the accommodation, I will satisfy you! But only one thing, don't call me 'child' anymore, if you call me again, it's useless for you to save my life, I have to beat you!" Tao Ran looked at the middle-aged man seriously.

The middle-aged man looked at Tao Ran's appearance, and he was also confused, and he was a little at a loss where to stand, lest the child would break his head.

"Wait, wait" Tao Ran just looked at the wounds on his body just now, and didn't notice his hands. When I first entered the Dao, I was fighting with a group of grandsons, and my right hand was cut off half of my little thumb, and I had been on the road for ten years, and people on the road called him Tao Jiuzhi in private, but no one dared to call him so to his face. Now, the right hand is clearly complete.

I stumbled to the basin, looked at the face in the clear water, and I was confused, how old was this face? fifteen? eighteen? Anyway, it would never be more than twenty years old. Twenty years old again, such a bloody thing could happen to me, and he sat back on the edge of the bed in distraction, his mind full of confusion.

"The child is fine, the brain has been hit, it's normal to have a little mess, come, drink something, just take it slowly. The middle-aged man said cautiously, lest the child's spirit be stimulated again.

Tao Ran took the broken porcelain bowl in a daze, looking at the few rice grains and a few vegetable leaves in the bowl, his stomach couldn't help but twitch a little.

......

No computers, no phones, no cars, no dirt roads, damn it, this damn village, quiet can drive people crazy!

After living here for more than a month, Tao Ran had to accept the fact that he was not swept to the island by the wind and waves, he did cross over, and by the way, he made himself ten years younger.

It seems that the dynasty has never heard of Tianlong Nima, what kind of stuff is it! But listening to the villagers' own disagreement, they can't tell clearly, and as for the area, it is even more unclear, most of the people in this closed small mountain village have never even crossed the boundary within a radius of ten miles.

Boredom kicking the stones on the mountain road, it has been almost a month, and he has not yet come out of the shadow of the crossing.

Last month, he was still a smuggling leader in Yangcheng, but now he has become a poor homeless man living in a mountain village.

After another day of wandering, he returned to the village along the mountain road, and walked to Uncle Tie's house as usual, and Tie Tongfang was the middle-aged man who saved him.

As soon as I entered the house, the room was quite lively, and the old and young were actually sitting in a room full of people. But when they saw him come in, they kept their mouths shut.

Tao Ran didn't stay, and walked straight into his room.

"Village Chief, you also saw it, and came back empty-handed. Tell me that our old Tie family is not a wealthy family, and how much money can we earn by playing a few sickles and hoes all year round?

Lao Tie blushed and muttered two sentences vaguely, but before he could speak clearly, he was already cut off by his mother-in-law: "You are chivalrous and brave! You are chivalrous and righteous! Look at how long our girl hasn't had a good meal! We don't need you to care, let us starve to death!"

The more the mother-in-law scolded, the more aggrieved she became, and her hand was about to poke Lao Tie's face, but she was stopped by the daughter on the side, and she threw herself into her daughter's arms and cried.

The middle-aged man who was called the village chief coughed lightly twice and said, "Lao Tie, it's not that our village doesn't tolerate people, even if the whole village gives up a bowl of rice per person, he won't starve to death." But such a homeless man does not know the roots, what if he is hunted down and killed by the enemy? You also said that when you rescued him back, he was covered in wounds. Looking at his strange costume, the background is definitely not simple, he has been chased like this, and the enemy is even more terrifying, if he is chased to the village, there are hundreds of people in our village! ā€

Lao Tie's face was defeated, the village chief had already taken the safety of the village to talk about it, what else could he do!

Tao Ran was already packing, and he could hear their conversation in the back room. It's not that he has a good hearing, it's that their voices are really not small, maybe they just said it to him on purpose.

He naturally knows the situation of the Tie family, Lao Tie, a blacksmith, has very good craftsmanship, and the quality of the iron tools he beats is naturally not to say. But because the quality of the iron tools is so good, there are few bad ones all year round, and there are hundreds of people in this village, where can they earn a few taels of silver, and the family's food depends on the two vegetable fields behind the house, and Lao Tie occasionally goes into the mountains to hunt some prey to subsidize.

He has been accustomed to eating in recent years, and he never thought that one day, he would be disgusted because of a little food.

I didn't have anything to tidy up, except for the scroll with a beautiful woman, that is, Lao Tie gave me a set of tattered clothes, carrying a package, and walked outside.

When everyone saw him come out again, they unconsciously closed their mouths, leaving Lao Tie's mother-in-law buried in her daughter's arms and crying.

"Uncle Tie, I've been giving you trouble these days, and it's almost time for me to leave. As little as a month, as much as half a year, I will definitely come back to repay you. Tao Ran said solemnly.

"Hey, little brother, where do you want you to repay what you said. "If Lao Tie's face is not black, now Tie will be red.

The old men who mixed in the Yangcheng realm were all cleaned up by him, and he didn't have a few words to take to heart the words of the older generation, but there was only one sentence, and he felt that it made sense: those who came out to mix were nothing more than seeking profit and righteousness, no profit could not gather people, no righteousness could not bring up people, there was kindness to repay kindness, and revenge and revenge were the bottom line of the Jianghu people.

"Even the clothes in the bag are from other people!" The mouths of the aunts in the village are always the most poisonous.

Tao Ran just glanced at her lightly, more than ten years of heroic career, the anger revealed was enough to make a peasant woman tremble.

Lao Tie wanted to say a word of retention, but the woman's crying became louder and louder, and finally she sighed and stopped talking.

Tao Ran straightened his clothes, dusted off his knees, and walked out with his chest straight. In an instant, he seemed to feel that he had returned to ten years ago, when he had just come out of a closed mountain village and vowed to live a personal life in the world. Now, it's just a different world, just starting from scratch, and there is no shortage of smugglers' work!