Chapter 128: Daling Village (1/2)
When the sun sets, the clouds in the sky are red, like a large group of flames, forming a variety of shapes. This is a famous burning cloud, which can be seen at the entrance of Daling Village.
Sometimes clouds form beasts, sometimes forming objects, which is a wonder, but unfortunately in Daling Village, no one has the leisure to watch.
They have lived here for generations, and they are not strange. They are doing sunrise every day, and they are at sunset, working for their livelihood.
Another sunset appeared in the west, a slightly black figure appeared, and he had a long shadow behind him. This is a young man, wearing a linen dress, looks slightly black, and saw the villagers grin and smile, revealing two big white teeth.
In the hands of the youth, holding a hatchet, sharply sharpened, with two hares, a pheasant, and a white fox on his shoulder, walking towards the village in the sunset.
”Chen is back!”
”Wang Shuhao!”
”Good old man!”
The young man named Chen Zi, honest and honest, saw the villagers politely greeting.
”Zhenzi is really powerful. Today I played so many little beasts... Hey, I see, there is still a white fox, the fur is intact, OK, it’s a good thing, but it can change a lot of money, say Maybe you can change a few broken stones.”
”Yinzi, this technology is more powerful than the old Zhangtou. When he played the white fox, he injured his fur.”
Some villagers saw the white fox on the back of Chen Zi, and his eyes were bright.
”Fuck, luck!” Chen Zi smiled.
”For the Chenzi, you have gained so much today, are you going to the town again?”
Chen Zi nodded and smiled: ”After a few days, I will go door-to-door and notify the big guys.”
”Oh, Chen Zi is really sensible.”
”Yeah, Chen Zi is really a blessing in our Daling Village!”
After hearing this, the smile on the face of the villagers was even more prosperous. After that, Chen Zi smiled and walked toward the village.
”It must have been to the old Zhang family. The last time Zhang Shangshan went to the mountain, he accidentally cut off his legs and could not hunt. The daily food was sent to the past.”
”The child of Chenzi is sensible. I came to our village two months ago. It took only two months to do a lot for us.”
”Yeah, I really hope that Chen Zi will not leave, and will live in our village forever.”
When the children left, the villagers talked about it. The children were very honest and very funny. They were very good at people and they were very talented. On that day, a group of villagers went hunting in the mountains and met a tiger. In a dangerous moment, Chen Zi jumped out and killed in a punch. The tiger.
The last tiger skin sold a good price, but the whole part was given to the villagers.
The villagers know that the children are not ordinary, and they will not stay in this small village for a long time.
”If I didn't guess wrong, Chen Zi is probably a monk. How can I stay in our mountain village?”
”The outside world is the world of monks, a Daling village in the district, can you retain the monks?”
There are villagers who show reverence and envy, and endless loss.
The monk, but the high is on, the rumors can fly to the sky, the magic is boundless.
”Yeah, every monk is high above. We don't expect to have a monk in Daling Village. Unfortunately, the son of Lao Zhangtou is also a monk. It is said that it is still eight heavens, come back every day, and follow one behind. Big gangster, he took care of it, we have a few days in Daling Village, but who knows... oh... God is going to destroy my Daling Village!”
Some villagers began to sigh.
Chen Zi did not return to his home, but first went to the old Zhangtou family. The old Zhangtou is a hunter. He is a hunting hunter. He has a son. He used to be his pride because he is a monk and a warrior. His status was noble, but six months ago, his son went out to practice, met a band of robbers, and turned a fierce battle. He was abolished by Dantian. He was expelled from the War Wuzong and returned to Daling Village.
This is the pain in the heart of the old Zhangtou, Dantian was abolished, his son’s life was ruined, and he never lost his mind.
When Chen Zi arrived, Zhang Shui was found sitting on the big stone at the door. His eyes were devoid of God. Hey, after hearing the footsteps, the other party turned and looked at the eyes of Chen Zi.
Chen Zi is a monk. He has already seen it, but he does not care, because at that time, he was a powerful presence.
”Chen Zi, you are coming.” The old Zhangtou also heard the footsteps. He sat in the yard, with a long stick as a cane next to him, sitting there just enough to see Zhang Shui, he was watching him, afraid he could not open it. Seek short-sightedness.
Seeing the arrival of the child, the old Zhangtou with a cane in one hand, trembled and got up.