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Chapter 75 Zhangjia Village

When Gao Cheng woke up from his cultivation state, he saw a circle of people around him as soon as he opened his eyes.

Judging by the number of people, there are more than a dozen of them, including men and women, old and young.

Seeing Gao Cheng open his eyes, they all started whispering.

An old man sighed: "Hey, this young man is so handsome. I have lived to such an old age, and I have met many young masters, but this is the first time I have seen such a handsome man."

"I'm afraid this is another rich man who ran away from home, right? Look at that tender skin, tsk tsk tsk~"

"His skin is whiter than my mother's chest." A seven or eight-year-old child muttered.

The other villagers burst into laughter.

A 30-year-old woman with an out-of-shape figure walked up to the child with a face of embarrassment, pinched the child's ears, ignored the child's crying, and carried it home.

"Hello, where is this?" Gao Cheng asked politely, suppressing a smile.

As soon as he said this, the villagers immediately stopped making noise, and all looked at the oldest old man among them.

The old man obviously has a high seniority in this village, he pondered for a moment and said, "Our village is called Zhangjia Village."

Gao Cheng said hello to the old man first, and then asked: "Grandpa, what place is your place under?"

The old man froze for a moment, and looked at Gao Cheng with a much more kind gaze: "Our village is under the management of Ren Jiazhen."

Gao Cheng's face brightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how can I get to Renjia Town?"

The old man pointed in a direction with his crutches and said, "Our village is a bit far from the town. We can walk thirty miles along this road to Renjia Town."

Seeing the direction the old man pointed, Gao Cheng had a bitter face and asked, "Does your village go through a cemetery when going to Renjia Town?"

The old man nodded and gave him a strange look: "Young man, have you been there?"

Gao Cheng was speechless, it turned out that he was going in the wrong direction.

But at that time, he just wanted to get out of the graveyard and didn't want to stay there any longer, so he saw a road and didn't look for another road.

Gao Chengchong thanked the old man politely, and was just about to leave when his stomach groaned.

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, if you want to leave, go to my house to eat a bowl of porridge before leaving."

Gao Cheng refused with embarrassment: "Thank you, Grandpa, no more."

With his current food intake, ordinary food weighs seventy or eighty catties, which is not enough to fill him up at all.

Before breaking through the ninth level of Qi training, he had to eat five or six catties of beef and other vegetables, plus a big pot of rice for every meal.

After the breakthrough, the appetite increased greatly again.

Anyway, before the crossing, four and a half catties of the five catties of beef went into Gao Cheng's belly, plus other vegetables and a big pot of white rice, he was only half full.

If you just drink porridge?
One hundred catties of porridge is not enough for him to drink.

So Gao Guo firmly refused.

The old man thought the young man was thin-skinned, so he was embarrassed to come to his house for dinner.

He looks talented and polite. The old man has a good impression of him: "Let's go, I can still afford a few bowls of rice porridge."

Gao Cheng was about to refuse again, when suddenly a villager ran over in a panic, shouting anxiously: "Village chief, something is wrong."

The old man's face sank, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

The villagers gasped and said anxiously: "There is a big wild boar and a litter of young wild boars ruining our crops in the field."

As soon as these words came out, all the villagers present changed their expressions.

Now is the period of the Republic of China, and the warlords of all walks of life in the country are in turmoil. For the sake of profit or territory, there are often wars on the first day of January, and a small war every ten days, which makes the people miserable.

People in Zhangjia Village had a difficult life, but when they heard that there were wild boars harming their crops, many young and middle-aged people immediately turned red-eyed.

"Everyone copy guys."

"Hurry up."

"We went to slaughter the litter of wild boars, and we will have a better life this month after selling the money, and we can survive until the grain is ripe."

Seeing seven or eight young and strong men carrying hoes, shovels, rakes, iron bars, wooden sticks, and other weapons, they walked away aggressively.

The old man watched this scene anxiously, hesitated to speak, but didn't know what to say.

It is obviously unrealistic not to let them go, because crops are their life.

Once the crops are destroyed too much and there is no harvest, the dozens of people in their village will starve to death.

But adult wild boars are not so easy to deal with.

What's more, Zhang Erdan didn't make it clear how many adult wild boars it was.

The old man has lived many years and knows that wild boars live in groups.

They usually have a group of young pigs led by a few sows, and the boars are guards.

In other words, the villagers had to deal with at least two or three or four adult wild boars.

Moreover, adult wild boars have the habit of protecting their cubs. Once a villager injures a wild boar, the adult wild boars will go mad and attack the enemy frantically.

Seeing the worried expression on the old man's face, Gao Cheng said, "Grandpa, I'll go and see if I can help."

The old man immediately shook his head and said, "Hey, don't go."

Although the young man was tall and burly, but his appearance as a rich man with thin skin and tender flesh, did he look like someone who could deal with adult wild boars?

It's better not to add to the chaos.

Gao Cheng was a little helpless, but he thought that the old man really had nothing to say to him, but helping them was just a matter of effort.

The old man asked himself not to go because he was worried about his own safety.

Gao Cheng smiled at the old man: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm amazing."

After speaking, he trotted and chased after the villagers without waiting for the old man to reply.

"Hey~" The old man looked at his back, stomped his feet, and sighed.

The fields in Zhangjia Village are very close to the village, only a few hundred meters away.

Gao Cheng followed the villagers and arrived at the destination soon.

Gao Cheng could see clearly from tens of meters away.

Dozens of black wild boars of different sizes are scattered in the green field ahead.

The rice that was about to mature in the field was devoured by these wild boars.

At a glance, there are four strong adult wild boars!
There are also more than 20 small wild boars.

Seeing this, the villagers rushed into the field with red eyes, raised their weapons and swung wildly at Piggy.

"Kill these beasts!"

Some adult wild boars rushed towards the villagers in the field with red eyes when they saw their children being attacked.

Gao Cheng didn't dare to neglect.

Jump straight into the field.

Even in muddy fields, he is extremely fast.

An adult wild boar whose back was covered with a hard mane ran towards Gao Cheng, who had no weapon in his hand, grunting and chirping.

Gao Cheng didn't rush, and when the wild boar got close and was about to bump into him, he pressed down with his palm like lightning.

This palm just hit the top of the wild boar's head.

Hearing the sound of cracking bones, the wild boar slammed into the field without making a sound.

The villagers who saw this scene were stunned on the spot.

Gao Cheng either palms or fists, he only uses one move for all the big wild boars he finds.

But with this ordinary move, every adult wild boar's skull was shattered into slag.

Some people have said that killing skills are not as high-level and fancy as in martial arts novels or film and television dramas.

Instead, use the simplest and most basic move, a quick and fatal blow!
This is the killing technique.

In less than a minute, Gao Cheng beat or slapped the four adult wild boars to death.

The seven or eight young and strong villagers who came together were all dumbfounded.

　This chapter is repeated with the number of chapters in the previous chapter, and I am dizzy.

　　However, the content is different, and it is also connected, which does not affect reading.

　　It just affects the reader's evaluation of the author's IQ.

　　Um~ cover your face.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)