On the Importance of Chinese Characters

The leader of the advance team was a middle-aged man who was usually the captain of the field guard team of the village's armed organization. Everyone in the village called him Uncle Mao.

Uncle Mao was seven feet tall, with a beard all over his face, so he could barely tell what he looked like.When Zhuang Yunzhou and Fang Qiling followed the guidance of others to find him, Uncle Mao was still recruiting for the advance team.The village usually has a special field guard team, and most of the advance team is composed of these people, but before the dark moon comes, there will definitely not be enough manpower.

Because every time before the dark moon is the time when the strange beasts around are most active.In the past, Pengyi Village was often invaded by strange beasts, wantonly destroying the fields, capturing the spirit tribe people to fill their stomachs, or dragging them back to the territory for food storage, and almost destroying the village several times.

Therefore, Pengyi Village has a tradition of sending an advance team to clean up the strange beasts around the village before the dark moon comes, and setting up traps to stop them.The advance team will start from the day of the dark moon harbinger and return to the village on the eve of the dark moon eruption to protect the safety of the village to the greatest extent.

Fang Qiling and Zhuang Yunzhou asked Uncle Mao to sign up. Uncle Mao had also heard about the two of them, so he readily entered their names into the attention stone, stretched out his hand and pointed at the back: "Go to the back room and find Aunt Bo for five days. The rations. Go back and prepare, and the advance team will leave in an hour."

Fang Qiling and Zhuang Yunzhou looked into the back room.

The house that Uncle Mao mentioned was very recognizable, because there was only a line of people lined up at the door of that one house, and people came out of the house one after another carrying a small cloth bag.

The two walked over and lined up at the end of the line, and it was their turn after a while.Aunt Bo saw two handsome boys who didn't know her. One of them carried a cloth bag for them and stuffed it, and said: "You can carry the dry food, don't lose it. Also, don't go hunting when you can hunt." Use dry food, save some food, the easier it is to get hungry in the next few days."

Zhuang Yunzhou and Fang Qiling looked at each other, and they both felt that something was not right... Why do you have to carry dry food as a source artist? Doesn't anyone have a storage bag?

When it was time to set off, Fang Qiling and Zhuang Yunzhou carried their rations and looked at the advance team of nearly a thousand people bustling at the entrance of the village. Everyone wore long satchels and a wooden water bottle around their waists, and many of them wore clothes on their shoulders. Wearing a long animal skin cloak, or holding his own weapon on his back or in his hand.

The doubts in the hearts of the two became even more serious, and sure enough, everyone was carrying a heavy burden.

Fang Qiling reached out and patted the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Hey, brother, it's the first time for me to join the advance team, so I have something to ask."

"What's the matter, you can ask."

"Everyone rushes with things on their backs like this? Don't you have a storage bag?" Fang Qiling asked.

"Storage bag? What is that?" The older brother who was being questioned seemed more confused than Fang Qiling.

Hearing the young man's words, Fang Qiling's eyes flashed with surprise. After thinking about it, he explained further: "It's just a palm-sized pocket or a piece of jade. If you sweep it with your spiritual sense, it can hold all the dry rations of the advance team."

When he explained this, the big brother was taken aback at the time: "What? A pocket the size of a palm can hold all the team's dry food? Stones too? How can there be such a good thing! Are you kidding me?"

The young man's reaction made Zhuang Yunzhou's heart sink. Thinking of the storage bag that the two had disappeared inexplicably, and the source technique that had been cut off in his mind, a speculation gradually formed in his mind.

He pursed his lips, but didn't say this guess.

"I heard this from other places too. Our Pengyi Village is so prosperous, I thought there would be one in the advance team." Fang Qiling smiled at the man.

Daniel gave Fang Qiling a sympathetic look: "I think you are quite handsome, how can you be a fool? You have been deceived, and you believe such a fake thing." After finishing speaking, he turned around again, feeling very disgusted. Leave him alone.

Fang Qiling, who was treated as a fool for the first time: "I..."

A smile flashed across Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes, but it quickly disappeared when Fang Qiling looked over.

The advance team was divided into ten teams by Uncle Mao, with nearly a hundred people in each team. The veterans of the field guard team served as team leaders, and were dispatched to the east, south, and west of the village according to the region.

As for the north of the village, Uncle Mao did not arrange manpower, and no one in the team raised any objections. Zhuang Yunzhou guessed that there must be some well-known reason.

Because it was the first time for the two to join the advance team and they had no experience, Uncle Mao was a little worried, so he put the two into the team he led to watch for himself.

"Let's go!" Uncle Mao's thick and rough male voice resounded over the team, and the soldiers looked back at their home for the last time, and then started to rush towards their own battlefield.

There was a faint cry of a child behind him, Zhuang Yunzhou looked back, and at some point the few people seeing off people crowded the gate of the village, standing silently, looking at the direction they left.

"Damn, I told you not to let that woman come, but she came here secretly, disobedient!" A man beside him cursed harshly, but was dissuaded by others.

"Let's go." Fang Qiling greeted Zhuang Yunzhou, accelerated and followed Uncle Mao into the dense forest.

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"Stand back those without weapons!"

The morning light has just dawned, and in the dense forest where there were only occasional birdsong, a loud shout kicked off the prelude to life.

The sound of fighting weapons, the cracking of branches, and the shrill roar of strange beasts interweave into a bloody picture of fighting beasts in the morning forest.

An eight-armed giant ape was surrounded by more than a dozen people. It tried to find the target, but was dizzy by these Eldar people who kept changing directions and changing positions in circles.

The eight-armed giant ape turned around irritably.

The two spirit races who happened to have their backs to it sharpened their eyes and looked at each other, then jumped up at the same time, and the long knife in their hands slashed out fiercely in the air, and was cutting on the back of the eight-armed giant ape——

"Clang——" The sound of gold and stone colliding came from the back of the giant ape, two white marks emerged from the fur, and the origin qi on the strange beast trembled violently twice, but it was not injured at all.

However, this blow had already enraged the alien beast. The eight-armed giant ape let out a long roar, and moved slightly, only to sweep back the two thick arms like lightning, like picking leaves, easily smashing the two The Lingzu flew upside down and fell to the ground heavily.

A dozen or so members took advantage of this opportunity to swarm up and greet the strange beast with powerful weapons, stabbing, chopping, or chopping.The combined attack of more than a dozen people easily tore through the armor of the giant ape, and began to cause wounds on its body.

Blue blood flowed from the giant beast, and the pain made it more ferocious. The eight arms danced, hammered, grasped, and swept. As long as they touched the human body, the natural divine power could cause great damage to the spirit race.

"Ah!" A big man was thrown out violently by the big palm of the alien beast, and he was about to hit a broken sharp branch. When he died on the spot, Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes narrowed, and he flew up immediately. He grabbed his clothes, pulled him hard, and saved him at a critical moment.

Zhuang Yunzhou glanced at Fang Qiling, who had already jumped into the battle circle without saying a word.

Compared to the strange beasts, the poor Fang Qiling, who was petite and petite, moved nimbly among the eight arms, and none of his arms could touch a single hair on him, and the fist wrapped in the yellow source force mercilessly hit the giant ape's chest, The seemingly weak fist, each blow can bring great pain to the giant ape.

The alien beast's offensive slowed down, and the advance team members of the encirclement and suppression were shocked, shouted, and stepped up the offensive.

Others who quit the hunt without any weapons for self-defense looked at the scene in shock. Fang Qiling actually tore open the defense that was broken by everyone's efforts with just a pair of fists. What kind of strength is this? !

Not only that, whenever a team member was about to be hit by the giant ape, Fang Qiling's fist would always appear just right, defuse its attack, and almost control the entire battle situation with his own power.

The threats from Fang Qiling's body, as well as the increasing number of wounds, made the giant ape let out a low growl twice, and finally thought of running away.

Suddenly it let out a long howl, the thick hairs on its body stood upright, black light lit up on all eight arms, and after the black light faded, the eight arms instantly merged into two, and with a clenched fist, the huge wave formed by the source force overturned The surrounding trees were destroyed, and the weak people in the advance team were also thrown upside down.

The pair of fists that were several times bigger than before hit Fang Qiling fiercely. Fang Qiling's eyes flashed sharply, and he didn't dodge. Han Mang went towards the giant ape's hammer.

Pure white and dark, two pairs of fists collided, one small and one huge, and stood in a stalemate on the spot. The source force burst out from where the two fists met, and the surrounding square inch space was messed up.

The advance team withdrew under Uncle Mao's gesture, and the strength of the giant ape that had used the secret technique had increased by several percent. Their participation in such a battle would only hinder Fang Qiling.

Feeling the heavy force from the fist, Fang Qiling curled his lips to reveal a hearty smile, and his spiritual thoughts came out from the center of his eyebrows, piercing fiercely into the eyes of the giant ape.

The alien beast let out a stern roar. At this moment, Fang Qiling clenched his fist, and the soaring source force tore two bloody mouths from the great ape's fist. Blue blood flew out from the wound, and the alien beast moved backwards. He staggered a few steps.

Fang Qiling took advantage of the opportunity to jump onto its back, raised his arm, and slapped it hard on the back of the head. The thick force on his palm broke through the protective force of the giant ape, piercing through its tough fur and The skull exploded suddenly in the shape of celestial maiden scattered flowers.

The eight-armed giant ape froze, the ferocious roar stopped abruptly, the eight waving arms hang down feebly, and then fell to the ground with a bang, blue blood slowly flowed out from the holes, it was already too dead to die .

There was a dead silence in the arena, and everyone looked at the corpse of the eight-armed giant ape, and their hearts were extremely horrified.

Such a powerful beast, which needs the cooperation of a team of advance team members to injure it, was easily killed by one person like this? !

Many young people looked at Fang Qiling with deep admiration in their eyes.

"Okay!" Uncle Mao suddenly shouted, looking at Fang Qiling with a flash of light in his eyes.

This loud shout awakened everyone's minds, and there was a roar of discussion, and everyone looked at Fang Qiling no longer as casually as usual.

Uncle Mao walked towards the eight-armed giant ape, turned to Fang Qiling and said, "According to the rules, you contribute the most to this beast, and you pick things first." The arm bones of this eight-armed giant ape after using the secret method are rare Good stuff to make a weapon.

Fang Qiling raised his eyebrows, these things seemed to be unnecessary.He turned to Zhuang Yunzhou: "Azhou, what do you want?"

"I want fur." ​​Zhuang Yunzhou stood on the periphery and said softly.

fur?Astonishment flashed across Uncle Mao's eyes, and he couldn't help but said: "Have you thought about it? The reason why the eight-armed giant ape is hard to hurt is because of its own source power, not because of its fur."

In their opinion, the fur is the most useless thing on this eight-armed giant ape. It is big and heavy, and it is inconvenient to carry.

Neither of the two men was armed. Now they don't need the arm bones of the giant ape for self-defense, but animal skins. Isn't that a problem?

A few young advance team members looked at Zhuang Yunzhou in the wrong way. The prey that Brother Ayun worked so hard to kill, even Brother Ayun's monks, can't be so spoiled!

"Brother Ayun, you don't have a weapon yet!" A person couldn't help reminding.

It's a pity that their opinions are not within the scope of Fang Qiling's consideration: "It's just superficial."

The righteous master has spoken, and the others naturally can't say anything more.With his own hands, Uncle Mao stripped off the giant ape's fur completely, and divided the tendons, bones, and flesh into three piles for those who participated in the battle today.

The four arm bones were distributed to those who contributed more and their weapons were damaged in the battle. This unexpected joy made the four of them smile.

And Zhuang Yunzhou, who got the fur, made two gestures on the fur, and cut it up. The most red cut out several capes the size of a person, and some fragments of animal skin.

And he only took two cloaks and a few small pieces of the softest animal skin, and distributed the rest to others.

This kind of behavior even aroused the dissatisfaction of several young people who regarded Fang Qiling as an idol. They dared not speak up in person, but secretly called Zhuang Yunzhou a "prodigal son" in private.