Cultivation of Life Winner

On the morning of March in early spring, the weather was still a bit cold, but there was still a piece of tender grass growing on both sides of the path.From a distance, it looks like spring.

It was still early, and Hezhuang Village looked hazy.There are only a few elderly people who can't sleep and get up early, exercising their bodies in the morning dew with a set of boxing exercises.

The bluestone slab is still wet, probably because of the spring rain last night.

But amidst the silence, there was a small head poking around in the corner.Occasionally, a dog squatting in a corner saw a child. After seeing the other party secretly making a silent movement, the dog whimpered, and clamped its tail tightly, not daring to make any more sound.

Seeing that the dog was quiet, the child smiled triumphantly and quietly ran out from the hiding place.

Today, he and his friends agreed to go out quietly and take them to the back mountain to play.Why bother to promise to secretly take out my father's hunting knife, and then take it to the back mountain to have a majestic look!

The child walked quietly and fast.And the livestock in the village didn't dare to make a sound when they saw him, so they let him go all the way to He Yuan's house without any scruples.

"Well, I have to be careful, the village chief's grandfather has very sensitive ears!" The child muttered, thought for a while, and ran around the gate to the backyard.

There is a wall nearly two meters high in the backyard, surrounded by some iron spikes, it is difficult for ordinary people to cross it.At this moment, I saw that the child took a few steps back, then suddenly accelerated his sprint, tapped his toes on the ground, and his small body jumped directly onto the top of the wall.

However, the child was still a bit reluctant to do so. When he flew up to the top of the wall, he stepped on the iron spike, tilted his foot, and fell down with his buttocks stunned.

"Ah!!" A childish scream came.

"My ass."

"Qi'er, what are you doing?" A sleepy voice came out from the room.

"Ah...Grandma, I...I stepped on a toad, and I was shocked."

"You child, what is the toad afraid of?"

After a while of silence, when there was no sound in the room, someone lowered his voice and said weakly: "Boss, get up quickly, your butt is fine, but my stomach hurts from sitting on you."

But at this moment, an older boy, about [-] or [-] years old, hurriedly helped the two children who were staggering to and fro.

This older boy has dark skin, a thick head and a thick head, and is dressed in coarse linen clothes. He looks very strong.The other two children looked like they were seven or eight years old.

One of them is four or five points similar to this boy, with a tiger head and a tiger brain.It's just because of her young age that her cheeks look bright red, showing a bit of cuteness and simplicity.

But the other boy was different, wearing a cute tiger suit.The skin is delicate and smooth, the forehead is full, the face with red lips and teeth is white, and the big black eyes show a bit of slyness when smiling, which is exactly the appearance of a cute little gentleman.

The child in the tiger costume was the one who climbed over the wall, and it was really difficult for him to climb over the wall after being dressed like this.

"Oh, I said why doesn't my butt hurt, why, are you okay?"

He Qi sat up rubbing his stomach, shook his head and said, "It's okay, boss, but don't climb over the wall next time. If something happens, my father and my grandfather will beat me to death."

The kid in the tiger suit stuck out his tongue, then looked at the older boy with burning eyes, and said nervously, "Why, what about the hunting knife, did your father steal your hunting knife?"

The young man nodded honestly, but hesitantly said: "Xiaomao, is this not good, you are not yet old enough to enter the mountains. Besides, if Aunt Xiu and Grandpa Huang find out, they will beat me to death."

"Don't worry, I'll beg your grandma and grandpa for you, they won't do anything to you."

"But..." The boy seemed a little worried.

"But what, my grandma and grandpa are the softest towards me."

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment, and said to himself: I am soft-hearted towards you, you are so cute, even he himself can't beat you ruthlessly.But it's different for others, the ass will bloom.

In the end, the little boy named Huang Mao in a tiger suit got the hard hunting knife.The hunting knife was polished very sharply. Due to the large number of prey hunted, the whole hunting knife carried a faint hostility.

This kind of hunting knife is of good quality. Although it is still of ordinary grade, it actually has the quality of a magic weapon.It stands to reason that it is better not to have too much contact with this kind of knife child, because the hostility is too strong, and it is easy to collide with the child's unsteady three souls and seven souls.

The knife was covered with a scabbard all the time, maybe Huang Mao looked a little long in the sun, He Qi frowned and said: "Boss, don't look at it. This knife is very white, I think it's a bit oozing."

Huang Mao felt the same, and put the knife back into the scabbard.In this way, He Qi felt better.

Holding the knife, Huang Mao imagined that he was a general who was about to go to war, and suddenly felt that he was majestic.He raised his knife and said in a deep voice deliberately: "Let's go, let's go find Zhao Wen and the others. Then go into the mountains to find prey, and let the adults see how good we are!"

He Qi's eyes glistened. Ever since Huang Mao beat him down, the other party has become his idol.

Why bother? After all, I am a little older and want to stop it.But think about Huang Mao, a naughty ghost, don't look at him as cute when he is cute.If you really messed with him and went against his will, he can think of a hundred ways to trick you so that you will obediently obey him next time.

Suddenly, why bother to have a headache.After thinking about it, he still shouted, "I... I'll go with you?"

He was thinking how much he could watch these brats by following him.After all, he is older, and he followed his father into the mountains a few times, which is somewhat better than their playboys.

Huang Mao stretched out his white and tender short hand, touched his chin pretending to be mature, and said 'reluctantly': "Okay, since you begged me, I will let you follow. But let's be clear, once you enter the mountain, everything Listen to me!"

Why bother to nod repeatedly, as long as these little guys don't mess around, he will naturally not ask for trouble and trouble.

Huang Mao was happy. Why should the oldest child be impressed by his personal charm? He really is the tyrant of Hezhuang Village.

The three of them quietly left He Yuan's house, went to a few more 'doors', and successfully abducted three little friends named Lu Shuang, He Jie, and Zhao Wen.

In fact, most of the villagers in Hezhuang Village have the surname He. Zhao and Lu are relatively rare, but there are also.However, Huang Mao is the only one with the surname Huang.

Among these friends, only Lu Shuang is a girl.In fact, according to Huang Mao's point of view, there is no need for girls in their small team, after all girls tend to cry.When they were mischievous, stealing other people's chickens and catching other people's ducks, it was easy for girls to sue.

However, Lu Shuang was an exception. The little girl's father was named Lu Anxiang, and he was very bookish.But in fact, it is the barefoot doctor in the village, who usually makes a living by helping the villagers treat headaches, brain fever, and some trauma, and serious illnesses cannot be cured.

Lu Shuang herself is relatively quiet, wearing two braids and clean clothes all day long.But she is different from other little girls, she has a strong character and never cried.

Of course, the most important thing is that she is very smart. Sometimes when Huang Mao and others can't think of a way to punish them, Lu Shuang acts as a military adviser.

"Boss, this is for you." Lu Shuang called to stop the children, took out a sachet and handed it to Huang Mao.

"What is this?" Huang Mao was puzzled.

Lu Shuang lowered his head slightly, with no expression on his face, and said softly: "I dried the feces of the chicken, and put it on my body to prevent some poisonous insects. And if it touches a wound that bleeds, it can also be used to stop the bleeding."

"It's disgusting." Zhao Wen glanced at the sachet in disgust.

Huang Mao also detested disgust, he was the boss, how could he wear such disgusting things.So he lifted the heavy hunting knife and pretended to be disdainful: "No need, take what you want."

Lu Shuang looked at Huang Mao, and silently took back the sachet he handed over.If you want it, she sends out one, if you don't want it, she doesn't force it.

In the end, only He Qi and He Jie accepted the sachet.

After the matter was resolved, a group of children plunged into the mountain along the winding mountain road.

Hezhuang Village lives on the back of a mountain, and the big mountain behind it is called Da Mian Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, and the end of the mountain range cannot be seen at all.In the depths of the mountain, the villagers never dare to set foot in it, and they can only do some activities around the periphery and middle of Damian Mountain.

In fact, it is not just a single village in Hezhuang Village that lives against the mountain.Among them, Dazhai Village is the closest to Hezhuang Village. The distance between two inches is less than a dozen miles, and a river named Xixi is used as the boundary in the middle.

These villages are all under the name of Ancestral God Mountain, and they provide Ancestral God Mountain with a lot of tax every year.

Every five years or so, Ancestral God Mountain will send envoys to conduct spiritual root tests in these villages.If a child becomes a blockbuster, not only can the tax be reduced, but also the village can be divided into more safe areas for hunting prey, and the size of the village can also be expanded accordingly.

The last time talent was tested was actually three years ago, and only four children in Hezhuang Village had spiritual root talent.The bad thing is that two of the children's spiritual roots are very low, and their spiritual veins are severely blocked. The messengers of the Ancestral God Mountain don't want such children at all.

The other two are just average qualifications, not outstanding.On the contrary, Dazhai Village produced a good dual-spiritual root practitioner, who was promised to be exempted from taxes for five years.

Of course, Huang Mao and other children are not clear about these things. After all, besides why, when the talent was tested five years ago, the oldest of these children was only about three years old, and the youngest was only one year old.

Although a group of children came out with great interest, they are not as strong as adults after all. After about half an hour, each of them couldn't walk.

Huang Mao also felt a little sore in his feet. He was holding a hunting knife in his hand, which weighed seven or eight catties.Being able to persist until now, it can be seen that he is much stronger than other children.

"Boss, shall we rest for a while?" He Qi panted.

In fact, Huang Mao couldn't hold on any longer, and his back was sweating a lot.But he is the boss, how can he be tired first.But now he heard that there was a younger brother who wanted to rest, so he immediately went down the slope.