Liu Dashan walked forward a few steps quickly, and after turning a corner, he saw a hut yard. There were two huts in it, and the other one beside it was half built. When he was free, he would fiddle with it for a while, and maybe after a while, another house would be built in his family. Thinking of this, he laughed very contentedly.

A few years after his old mother entered the mountain, she fell ill and couldn't get over it, so she left. For other mountain people, this is very normal. A big bug or a serious illness can kill a person. Life is cheap and worthless. If you die, you can just find a place to bury it. The mountain people have a hard life, and they don't have much time to grieve.

In the yard, a woman was putting a clay pot on the wooden table. He walked over quickly, and after putting away the farm tools in his hand, he took a few sips of the porridge regardless of how hot it was. , Hastily drank up a bowl of porridge. The porridge looked black, and most of it was wild vegetables, which were very astringent and bitter, and a small half was beans and some rice with shells. Apart from a bowl of porridge on the table, there was only a piece of smoked black meat. This was a piece of meat that someone in the village hunted a big worm a few months ago, and they were allotted a piece of meat.

As for the rice with its husks, it's not that Liu Dashan's daughter-in-law is lazy and the mortar is not clean, but that the rice is too clean, and the rice will be less, which they are reluctant to bear.

Liu Dashan put down the black and thick pottery bowl, his dark and wrinkled face was full of wrinkles when he smiled, his exposed teeth were yellow and yellow, and the side of the teeth was not high, almost showing the roots of the teeth, "Where is the baby?"

"You haven't come back yet, you're crazy, you eat first, I'll go out and shout." Liu Dashan's wife put down her own bowls and chopsticks, trotted out in three steps, and shouted loudly at the door, the voice was loud, Almost the entire village could hear her loud voice.

Hearing the calling sound from a distance, Zhang Shiping knew that the sound came from the village, and he didn't choose to settle in the village just now. The people living in the mountains are either robbers or undocumented mountain people, and these people are very wary.

If he used the identity of a cultivator, he would inevitably be regarded as a fairy by them, but Zhang Shiping didn't like this. The longer he practiced, the more he understood that he had just walked a little bit on the road of cultivating immortals, how could he be called a fairy ? If Zhang Shiping went in pretending to be an ordinary person, the other party would most likely be hostile.

The simple and honest mountain people are good at farming and hunting, but the simple and honest mountain people will also pick up the hatchet and wooden bow and go down the mountain to rob the road during the slack season. Killing a few people is nothing to them. They don't even care about their own lives, so how can they care about other people's lives.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping drove the Qingling ancient boat, found a place at random, and after walking for a short distance in the forest, he was surprised and looked at the tree in front of him, surrounded by a few gray wolves. Walking around, there were three people in the tree, all half-grown children, wearing tattered clothes.

It was a little dark in the forest, but Zhang Shiping's eyes and ears were clear, so he could still see clearly. There are three children on the tree, one is about ten years old, and the other two are younger, about six or seven years old. The gray wolf was circling under the tree. In the dark forest, the wild wolf's eyes were shining blue, and the eight blue eyes were staring at the three people on the tree, but they didn't howl.

Looking at the three children, there is no aura in them, they are just ordinary mortals. In the mountains, there are some spirits who have grown into climates. Although their strength has not yet reached the fourth level, they can transform into human forms. In fact, this is just a phantom that they have transformed into a phantom, a trick to deceive some mortals with the naked eye.

Zhang Shiping first confirmed the identity of the other party, and those gray wolves below were not advanced monsters. It is very normal for Zhang Shiping that people hunt and kill wild beasts, and wild beasts cannibalize people. In his view, these are just a part of everything in the world. But after all, he is an immortal cultivator of the human race, so he can't just watch the gray wolf eat the three children.

The three children on the tree were trembling. Seeing a person approaching, the three of them wanted to call out, but because of fear, they couldn't.

The four wild wolves sensed the mana fluctuations on Zhang Shiping's body, and fled with their tails between their legs. Zhang Shiping lit a little red light in his hand, passed through the last older gray wolf, and instantly let it go Killing, the other three, if he wanted to stay, it was as easy as picking something out of his pocket, but Zhang Shiping didn't do it.

"It's okay, come down." Zhang Shiping raised his head and said to the three children on the tree.

The three mountain folk children looked at the wild wolf driven away by Zhang Shiping with a dazed look on their pale faces. Because of the darkness in the forest, the eyesight of these three children is not as good as that of Zhang Shiping. Under the dark light, they can only see Zhang Shiping's blurred figure. The child also mistook that it was Zhang Shiping who shot the rocket and drove away the gray wolf.

After they hesitated on the tree for a while, one of the older children climbed down from the tree first, and then the other two children aged six or seven followed him down the tree.

Zhang Shiping, holding the gray wolf in his hand, followed by the three trembling children, found a place in the forest with a big gray-black rock at its back. Too deep~lightnovelpub.net~Zhang Shiping put down the gray wolf, lit a fire, and pointed to the older child, pointing to the dead gray wolf on the ground, and said, " Make it yourself if you want to eat."

After he finished speaking, a small knife shot out from his sleeve, the knife was a foot away from the child's feet, and the shining blade flashed under the light of the fire. The child was startled, couldn't help but took two steps back, then calmed down, looked at Zhang Shiping who was sitting cross-legged, saw him sitting cross-legged upright, with his eyes closed, as if he was going to rest.

He hesitated for a while, then bent down cautiously, and pulled out the small knife on the ground. He looked at the knife in his hand. He had never seen such a delicate knife. The blade was longer than his palm, and the handle was made of ox horn. It was easy to polish, and there were layers of pear patterns floating on the knife.

Looking at this small knife, he used to go down the mountain with the adults in the village to sell mountain products, and he had also seen the knives carried by those old men, and none of them was better than this small knife. Money, he pursed his lips, and his heart was beating. At this time, the two younger children beside him pulled his clothes, pointed at the gray wolf on the ground, and their stomachs grumbled. cried out.

The young man withdrew his small thoughts, held a knife, and looked at the wild wolf, but did not strike directly. He was worried that the **** smell would spread out. Gray wolves bury everything else in the soil, which is also likely to attract wild animals.

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