Infinite Disaster Survival.

Tuantuan had noticed the children under the tree a long time ago, and the children always reminded him of the little mermaid who would fight with him, so Tuantuan never treated the children very much, and just stood alone on the tree and ignored them.

Unexpectedly, these children would attack him, avoiding the stone, Tuantuan was so angry that he swooped down from the tree flapping his wings.

At a speed that the child could not react to, Tuantuan arrived in front of the stone-throwing child, his two paws flashed past the child's eyes, and rushed to the sky again.

The child was not injured, but was so frightened that he sat on the ground. Just now he felt that the tip of the claw was about to pierce his eyes.

Wen Zheng turned around and entered the house holding Tuantuan who flew into his arms, Tuantuan would not harm anyone at will, that child must not even have a wound.

The little boy sitting paralyzed on the ground was stunned for a long time, and the children beside him were a little at a loss, one of them said timidly: "Huang Yutao, are you okay?"

"Wow wow wow..." It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, the little boy burst into tears, stood up from the ground by himself, and ran towards home while crying, regardless of other children.

Wen Zheng and Tuantuan hadn't been busy for long when the troublemaker came.

"Huang Chunlai, come out!" A shrill female voice sounded outside, Huang Chunlai was Uncle Huang's name.

Wen Zheng, who was meditating on the roof, glanced down. Uncle Huang was coming out of the house in a daze. It was the little boy and a middle-aged woman in her 50s who came to the door, and there were many watching behind her. Lively villagers.

"If you came here because this kid was scared and crying, you should come to me." Wen Zheng's voice sounded.

Zhang Yumei immediately realized that it would be easy to deal with a young man with her skills, and she opened her mouth immediately: "Okay, so it's you."

"What are you arguing about?" Accompanying the voice was an old man in his 50s. This was Huang Changlong from Sanlihe Village.

As soon as Huang Changlong's words came out, Zhang Yumei wanted to hug her little grandson and howl, but was glared at by the village chief, who reluctantly stopped.

The village chief looked at Wen Zheng: "Wen Zheng, tell me."

Wen Zheng was always observing the expressions of the villagers around him, and he could tell from this fact that the village chief was more fair and could suppress the villagers, so the troubles would be reduced a lot.

Wen Zheng looked at the children who were also brought over by their parents, and said, "At that time, these children were beside me. I said that some people might not believe it. They said it should be fine."

Under the enquiry of the parents, the children would complete the matter one sentence at a time.In their eyes, they only saw the boy named Huang Yutao hitting the bird with a stone, and then the bird flew down from the tree. Huang Yutao fell down by himself, and then ran home crying.

After hearing these children's words, Huang Yumei's complexion became a little ugly. When she saw her grandson running back in a hurry, she became anxious. She hurried over to find trouble without asking the children.

Now knowing that her grandson was the one who caused the trouble first, she asked her sternly, "Who told you to throw a stone at a bird? You still have the nerve to run home crying, and no one beat you to scare you. Why are you crying!"

The little boy was so frightened by his grandma that he cried and said, "It's that bird. That bird's claw caught my eye."

The eyes of the people around suddenly changed, and they all looked at Tuantuan in Wen Zheng's arms. Wen Zheng said unhurriedly: "My family Tuantuan never hurts casually, and your eyes don't seem to be hurt either."

This is the truth, the little boy's eyes were very agile, but a little red from crying, and he didn't see any wounds.Zhang Yumei had nothing to say, and said firmly: "So it's your bird. If you don't catch it this time, it won't be so. There are many children in the village. If you catch it, it will be troublesome. Don't talk about the eyes, even if you catch the face. Ah, how dirty the bird's claws are!"

"This...Wen Zheng, I really don't blame you for this matter, but it's better to keep your bird in a cage. It's not good to scare the children." The villagers had various doubts, and the village chief said .

"I'll be honest. I raised Tuantuan as my son. When these two children fought, it was obviously his child who shot at my child first, but he didn't suffer any injuries. Why should I shut down Tuantuan? If you want me to say , if you keep this child at home, you will never be caught by my family." He is also a parent, and he also protects the calf.

Tuantuan and him have lived together for several years, if anyone hurts Tuantuan, it will be his enemy.It's just that this time it was an ignorant child who made the move, Wen Zheng didn't care about it, and just let Tuantuan threaten him.But this lord needs a warning.

Hey, this Wen Zheng...

The onlookers didn't know what to say. Did they really raise the bird as their son, or did the bird use it as an excuse to make trouble.

"Tuantuan and I don't have time to make trouble, but if someone wants to make trouble on purpose, I won't be polite." Wen Zheng glanced at everyone with a half-smile, and everyone who caught his gaze involuntarily looked away. He looked like this It's kind of scary.

Wen Zheng looked around, walked over and picked up the shovel standing in the corner of Uncle Huang's house. Zhang Yumei thought Wen Zheng was going to do something, so she hugged her grandson who was still sobbing in horror and backed away.

"It's just a little thing, Wen Zheng, is it possible that you still want to do it?" The village head stood at the front and asked.

"Village chief, don't worry, I don't do anything easily." After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he held the shovel horizontally in both hands, and with such force, the wooden handle of the shovel, which was as thick as a child's arm, was broken into two sections.

Holding the part with the shovel, Wen Zheng raised his hand to use skillful strength, and half of the shovel was thrown out abruptly.

All eyes were on the flying shovel, and they saw that the iron head of the half shovel hit a tree straight, then shook a few times, stuck on the tree trunk and did not move.

The sound of inhalation came one after another, and everyone was dumbfounded. Can this still be done by humans?

While others were amazed, Wen Zheng put his hands behind his back, not only guided the energy into the wrist, but also gently rubbed it with the other hand.

The training time is too short, and it is still a bit difficult to achieve this level.Even if I found the weak point of the wooden handle and used some skills, the hand still needs to rest for a few days.

"I just want to live peacefully with my family. If you offend my son, you offend me." Wen Zheng took this opportunity to warn the villagers first.

There will always be people who bully the weak and fear the strong, but in this village, Wen Zheng, a person with a foreign surname who hasn't been back for many years, is not regarded as one of his own, and Wen Zheng has few relatives and friends in the village. .

It's not enough just to be strong on the surface, just show your strength in public, and you will save a lot of trouble in the future.

The effect of showing strength was immediate. When Wen Zheng walked in the village, many people avoided it after seeing it.The number of people who usually came to gossip and hear Zheng under the guise of looking for Uncle Huang suddenly decreased a lot.

Even the construction team that remodeled the house was impressed. When the commotion broke out, many workers stood on the fence and saw it.From that day on, they worked more seriously.

At the same time, Wen Zheng is definitely indispensable in the daily chats of the villagers, and there are many more versions of guesses about what Wen Zheng has been doing outside these years.

Especially young people, that is a big brain hole. The monk version has evolved to the monk, and there are gangsters, martial arts masters, iron-blooded special forces and so on.

Wen Zheng didn't care about these things at all, you can talk about it, as long as you don't bother me to collect supplies.

The money in his hand is running out, Wen Zheng chooses carefully in the system store, just to choose a product that can be sold for money.

Looking at the points that are about to be spent, Wen Zheng feels a little distressed. If it is not necessary, he really does not want to rely on the points to pass the level. After all, the future world still wants to bring Tuantuan together, so these points still need to be saved for emergencies .

The items sold in the system store are not ordinary items. There are no normal gold and silver treasures, and basically they all have special functions. Some items are too conspicuous to take out. In the end, Wen Zheng picked out two pieces of Jade Buddha and Jade Guanyin pendants.

Of course, this pendant is not an ordinary pendant. It looks well-crafted and in good condition on the outside, but it is actually a ghost detector. When it detects a ghost, it will become hot to remind the wearer.This is useful in a world where ghosts exist, but in this world it is just an ordinary pendant.

Wen Zheng made a special trip to the most famous jade trading street in the city. Mysterious luck played a role again. He happened to meet a young master who was not short of money. The price sold the two jade pendants.

After getting the money, Wen Zheng didn't stop at all, and went directly to the wholesale market.

I have already bought clothes, but I still need to buy all kinds of quilts, including cotton quilts and down quilts, as well as blankets, sweaters, cotton shoes and cotton socks.Most of them were compressed, and then the uncompressed ones were placed outside to cover up. Almost no one in the village used this kind of thing. Those workers would definitely think too much when they saw it, and Wen Zheng stuffed them all into the closet.

Next are all kinds of daily necessities. Toilet paper must be stocked for five years. He has already experienced enough of that in the last world.Then there are kitchen supplies such as cooking oil and seasonings, as well as various toiletries and various foods.

Food is the most important thing. Wen Zheng has not moved into the new house yet, so he can only put things in the old house.Thanks to the shock of the shovel last time, fewer people came to Uncle Huang's house now, let alone Wen Zheng's old house. Even the children were warned by their parents not to go there.

No one would spy on the old house, but the environment over there was not very good. Even if it was sprinkled with various medicinal powders, it was relatively dark inside, and things were prone to mold if placed in it, so Wen Zheng bought those with packaging.

First of all, there are various sauces in bottles and cans. Wen Zheng bought a lot of those sauces that are common in the market.There are also those canned fruits and meat, the shelf life is not short, but these cans are more expensive, Wen Zheng buys less, and the canned food is really not as delicious as fresh.

On the contrary, they buy a lot of pickled vegetables. The wholesale market in Muyu Town is huge, where all kinds of things are sold, and they are well-informed when they inquire.

Wen Zheng inquired about a shop that only sold pickled vegetables, so he ran over to them. They were all packed in clay pots, big and small. The store was clean and tidy, and even the pots were wiped clean.Open the lid, and you can smell the unique smell of pickled vegetables. Wen Zheng tasted two of them at random. The sour radish and capers are both hot and sour, crisp and delicious.

Wen Zheng simply bought a clay pot like the pickled things in the store. These things have a long shelf life, and there is a lot of salt in them, and they are especially good for rice.

While Wen Zheng was shopping, the house was being remodeled in an orderly manner.Although Wen Zheng wanted to move there in a hurry, it wasn't something he could get done in a hurry. According to his requirements, the current progress was considered fast.

The house was not built for a day, and Wen Zheng lived in Uncle Huang's house all the time.

The countryside is huge, and every household here has a large yard, where they will plant a few trees and flowers. Some families even keep dogs or cats. They don’t keep them as pets. It is used to watch the nursing home, and the cat is used to catch mice.

So Wen Zheng raised a bird as a pet, which was particularly conspicuous, especially the members of Uncle Huang's family, who got along with each other day and night. I really believed that Wen Zheng raised Tuantuan as his own son, even more trouble than they raised their son.

"Tuantuan, you pick one yourself." Wen Zheng sat in the yard basking in the sun with his arms in his arms, seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he patted Tuantuan and said.

In the courtyard of Uncle Huang’s house, long iron wires were tied to iron nails on the opposite courtyard wall to form a rope.

Now hanging on those ropes are all the bacon and sausages that Wen Zheng requested. These bacon with sufficient ingredients are much more beautiful and taste much better than the bacon that Wen Zheng made himself, not to mention those sausages.

The color of the spicy taste is darker, and the color of the sweet taste is lighter. Tuantuan hesitated before the two kinds of sausages, and Wen Zheng just watched happily.

"Brother Wen Zheng, what kind of bird is Tuantuan? This is too smart." The boy who asked the question looked at Tuantuan with obvious surprise in his eyes, but a little more admiration after looking at Wen Zheng.

This is the only son of Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang, named Huang Yi'an.

This kid was admitted to a university in the south this autumn, but he encountered a rare flood. He walked in the water every day in class, and the price of meals in the school also increased a lot.

Even the prices of meals in the university cafeteria have increased due to the impact of the disaster. After Wen Zheng heard Huang Yi'an's casual complaints, he knew that the disaster situation in the south was not as optimistic as reported.

Huang Yian's school had an early holiday, and when he came back, he found that there was an extra person and a bird in the house.When he first got along with Wen Zheng, Huang Yi'an was still a little reserved, but he was a little silly when he saw Wen Zheng meditating in the morning and Tuantuan's intelligence.

"Tuantuan is a bird I picked up. I don't know what species it is. As for being smart, it's pretty smart. Otherwise, why would it be my son?"

"This is the tiger father without dog son!" Huang Yi'an boasted a bit exaggeratedly, "You two are invincible in both martial arts and literature."

Although Tuantuan is smart, he is not so smart as to surprise Huang Yian. Birds are smart, and there are many birds who can do arithmetic. The reason why he talked about Tuantuan is to find a chance to talk to Wen Zheng .

Wen Zheng was drowsy under the sun, raised his eyes to look at Huang Yi'an and said, "Tell me, what can you do with me."

Huang Yi'an knew that he had acted a little too much, so he patted his head and giggled, and then seized the opportunity to raise the issue: "Brother Wen Zheng, where did you learn your skills?"

"What? Want to learn?" Wen Zheng raised his eyebrows and said.

Huang Yian nodded repeatedly.

After returning to the village, Huang Yi'an heard a lot about Wen Zheng from many people.He knew that these rumors in the village were unreliable, what kind of special forces were undercover in the underworld, and then he retired and was hunted down by the underworld, so he ran to hide in their village. He heard that he had read too many novels.

When he heard this statement, Huang Yian immediately slapped his cousin who was still in high school on the head. Did you peek at the novel, and copy the book list by the way.

When the cousin wanted to grab the phone back, he yelled, "Wen Zheng really knows martial arts. I didn't make up the shovel. The half of the shovel is still on the tree."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Yi'an was skeptical, but the half of the shovel was still on the tree, Wen Zheng didn't take it down, and neither did the others.

So Huang Yian came to ask Wen Zheng this time.

In fact, there are many people in the village who are curious about Zheng Zheng's martial arts. From children as young as ten years old to adults in their 40s, who doesn't want to become a martial arts master?

However, most people only dared to discuss with the villagers. Those who saw that scene that day were frightened by Wen Zheng's hand. Shang Wenzheng, this Huang Yian is still the first one.

A small number of people dared to show off to people from other places, but not many people believed it, and they all felt that what they said was too exaggerated, so Wen Zheng's reputation was only a little louder in this village for the time being.

"You can learn it if you want. I will teach you at the door after breakfast tomorrow." Wen Zheng said, there is nothing to buy recently, so it is better to teach others some basic fighting skills, no matter what kind of disaster, better skills , physically strong, always able to live a little.

Huang Yi'an asked, "Should I meditate every morning like you?"

Wen Zheng said, "No need." Teaching some fighting skills is fine. If you teach someone to meditate, you might become a liar, or even a cult, and you'll have to go to the police station for a day.

Knowing that there is no need to meditate, Huang Yian was happy for a few seconds, and then hesitantly asked again: "There are other people in the village who want to learn from you, can you..."

"If you want to learn, just come here on time tomorrow."

"okay!"