During the month in the Great Wilderness, Mo Xu kept reminiscing about the past. Except for some fragments whose meanings he did not know, he would get a splitting headache every time he thought deeply, and his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be blocked by some powerful force.

So he had to give up temporarily, live in the present, and slowly blend into the wilderness. But this does not mean that he does not want to explore his past.

At this moment he was extremely excited and jumped up.

"What are you doing?" Xi Jing asked in confusion, "Get down quickly, there's someone behind you from the sound."

"Xijing, I." Mo Xu was unable to express himself, so he pointed at himself, then pointed in the direction the man escaped, and then pointed behind him.

After a while of gestures, Xijing understood that Mo Xu was going to chase someone and then gather at the back later.

Mo Xu was a little anxious. He lightly plucked his bowstring to show that he was confident, and then rushed back.

"You..." Xijing was helpless. This young boy was even more reckless than his own son. He had no choice but to hold Mu Xie down and let him continue to lie down.

Almost as soon as Mo Xu left, three more people appeared in front of the woods. They had green patterns painted on their heads and a bird feather inserted in them.

"Are they from the Zhe Village?"

Xijing's village is Xingshu Village, and the nearest village to them is Zhen Village, where a poisonous Zhen is worshipped. There are constant small conflicts between the two.

I heard that this poisonous monster can produce different poisons by eating different kinds of flesh and blood. Except for those of divine creatures and ferocious beasts, the best venom is produced by feeding on humans.

Xijing instantly thought of something bad, picked up a stone and threw it hard to the right, hitting a tree.

The three were also alert people. When they heard the noise, they turned their heads immediately. The leader shouted, "Over there!"

When the three of them ran in that direction, Mu Xie couldn't help but ask curiously, "Grandpa, are those people from the Zhen Village?"

Xijing quickly covered his mouth, but it was too late. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound from the bushes over there, and an arrow shot out.

Xijing hugged Muxie and rolled quickly away from the spot. A bow and arrow was stuck a few steps away from them. Red juice flowed out from the arrow head, poisoning the surrounding grass.

It was obvious that the three men had doubts in their hearts, so they left one person behind to wait and see.

Fortunately, the venom had a limited impact range and did not penetrate.

The man from the Zun Village pretended to come over, making obvious noises, trying to test whether the enemy was really shot to death.

Xijing didn't fall for it, but held Muxie down and continued to wait patiently.

The people of Zhen Village were also very cautious, but they were confident in the poison of the arrows, and eventually they slowly stood up.

At this moment, Xijing drew his bow and shot with excellent accuracy. The arrow pierced the arm of the man from Zhi Village, causing him to groan.

"Use arrows? If it's not the old man who escaped, could it be someone from Xingshu Village?" The man said to himself with pain, but he was decisive and immediately shouted, "My friend over there, you are not my enemy. I don't want to fight to the death. Can you show up and make peace?"

Xi Jing replied in a deep voice: "The rule of the Great Wilderness is that those who ask for mercy show up first."

The man from Zhi Village had an injured arm and could not shoot his bow and arrow, so he had to stand up first, but his expression was extremely alert.

Seeing that the other party was only defending and not attacking, Xijing held down Mu Xie and slowly stood up.

"It's you, I know you, Xijing from Xingshu Village!" The people of Zhi Village were a little scared after recognizing him, because he was the best hunter in the neighboring village.

He quickly stated, "I have no ill will towards you. We were just chasing an old man. If you hadn't delayed us, we wouldn't have met. Now that you've hurt me, it's even."

Xi Jing had no intention of killing him, so he let the man go: "Go away, I won't do anything."

The people from the village hesitated, but still asked, "You are misleading us. Are you protecting that old man? Have you seen him?"

Xi Jing glanced at him coldly: "I'm just hunting here."

The people of Zhi Village were a little frightened. The other party's eyes were like looking at prey. They were really afraid of being killed by the other party in the wilderness, so they turned around and fled.

......

Mo Xu chased him all the way out. The person who escaped was in tattered clothes, just like when he woke up that day.

“This guy is from the same place as me!”

As he thought about this, he became more anxious and his pace quickened as he kept shuttling back and forth in the woods.

There was movement behind the person in front just now, so someone must be chasing him. But at this moment, there was no one else chasing behind Mo Xu. I guess Xi Jing helped to divert them.

Finally, he saw the figure in front of him and shouted loudly.

"The person in front, stop. I'm not the one chasing you."

When the man heard the shout, he stopped as if struck by lightning. He looked back in surprise, and when he saw Mo Xu's unfamiliar face and clothes, he started running away again.

Mo Xu also saw the person in front of him clearly. His hair and beard were almost completely white. He was an old man, but his physique was better than that of a young man.

"Don't run away, you can understand what I'm saying, we come from the same place!"

The old man was almost at his limit. When he heard these words, it was like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He stopped running, hunched over and gasped.

Mo Xu slowly approached the old man, looked him over and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Su Jinchuan, and I'm a master of the Capital Military Region." The old man looked at the young man beside him in confusion: "What about you, young man? What's your name? Are you from outside the small world too?"

"Military region? Master? Small world?" Mo Xu seemed to understand but not quite, his head aching slightly: "My name is Mo Xu, let's not talk now, let's exit from here first, and don't talk nonsense when you see people later."

He led Su Jinchuan out of the jungle in the direction of Xingshu Village and met Xijing and his son Muxie who were dragging two deer.

After confirming that everything was fine, Xijing also understood why Mo Xu wanted to save people. The man's clothes were almost the same as Mo Xu's that day, so they were most likely from the same place.

After returning all the way to Xingshu Village and drinking some hot water in the house, Su Jinchuan completely let down his guard, revealing the shocking wound on his back that was almost visible to the bone.

"Is it so serious? Go get some herbs!" Xijing quickly ordered Mu Xie.

At the same time, he looked surprised. The man was still walking briskly when he was carrying the deer just now. It was completely impossible to tell that he was seriously injured. Moreover, the man looked so old. It was amazing that an old man of this age in the village could carry water.

In an instant he thought of Mo Xu again. Are all the people in their hometown so horrible in physique?

He thought of the legend passed down by the village's witch priest. It was rumored that in the human race's imperial city, there were some warriors who were very strong, with skin and bones of steel. They could catch weapons with their bare hands and jump several meters high.

"Could these people be from the imperial city? Yes, those clothes might be those of the nobility." Xi Jing did not dare to delay and turned to look for the old witch in the village.

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