At dawn, Zhang Xing did not directly choose to leave the small mountain village. In fact, he and two other defeated soldiers stayed in the small mountain village for four consecutive days.

On the morning of the first day, three living people dug a big hole under the hill outside the village and buried three dead people outside the city.

However, during this process, Zhang Xing was surprised to find that under the so-called operation of true qi, physical labor was extremely easy.

So, in the afternoon, there was no need to look at the compass, so Zhang Xing asked the other two defeated soldiers to try to repair the burned roof, which should be the thatched earthen house of a widow. After the locals realized that the three of them were really guided and helped after working, they easily completed the repair at noon the next day.

By this time, the villagers' vigilance was already low.

By the evening of the next day, when the three of them completed the simple house repair work for the whole village, eggs and sliced ​​bacon appeared in supper.

Obviously, this is something the villagers hid before.

On the third day, the three of them continued to stay and helped the elderly and weak in the small mountain village to drain and replant. The rains and rains in the past few days, coupled with the earlier "natural disasters", caused obvious damage to a piece of arable land behind the mountain village.

It took a long time to drain the water and a day and a half to replant the grains. By this time, the villagers were already very enthusiastic. They began to talk to the three of them on their own initiative, and they seemed to have no concerns about the fire a few days ago. It was only then that Zhang Xing learned that the court that fought against the "Dongyi people" was called the Great Wei.

The Great Wei, Dengzhou, and Dongyi, these specious things would definitely allow Zhang Xing to think about it a little longer in the past few days, but since he saw the real dragon, he was covered with corpses and was next to him, but he didn't want to pay much attention to it.

In this way, when the fourth day passed and the fifth day was over, Zhang Xing had no reason to stay. He asked the villagers for a wheelbarrow and put the cold body that was kept fresh with real energy into it. Then he personally pushed it, asking the two defeated soldiers to explore the way and the other to support the car, and walked out of the village directly, preparing to go to Dengzhou to the west to the familiar land.

However, as soon as he walked out, he encountered a strange combination - three or four old men in the village, and the middle-aged and young women dressed in seven or eight women stopped the three.

"What does this mean?" Zhang Xing looked at the villagers in front of him for no reason.

The old man in the lead was obviously a little timid. When faced with the questioning, he did not dare to respond. Seven or eight women simply bowed their heads and knelt down in the road.

"Brother Zhang."

A defeated soldier secretly glanced at Zhang Xing's wink, and then said carefully. "This is what the villagers in the village see that we are simple people who can work, and hope that we will leave behind. Ding Zhuang in their village is almost gone... As long as we stay, we will choose one of these seven or eight widows as our wife."

Zhang Xing suddenly realized it, but it was a little weird - in this world, can you change your wife by helping to build a house and flip through the floor?

But it seems to be a bit natural.

"It's not like that." The old man in the leader waved his hand and explained quickly. "What the villagers mean is that as long as the three soldiers are willing to stay, they can ask for two or three of them. The pretty ones enter the house and can help clean up the house if they look tired! There is also Mr. Zhang, even if he wants to ask for four or five, the village will be happy! There are people living in the house, some people farming the land, and some people rush to the wolf when it comes, what else can I expect?"

As soon as these words were spoken, although the seven or eight widows were all lowering their heads, they could clearly see that they all red to their ears, and the two defeated soldiers were also a little stunned.

As for Zhang Xing, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that it turned out that Mr. Zhang was actually him, so he waved his hand quickly:

"No! No!"

And it was this rejection that caused seven or eight widows to look up together, and then seven or eight people to look red and shed tears, and the elderly also sighed.

It is obvious that there is a sense of shame in being humiliated and a sadness that has been helpless to the end.

Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained: "It's not that I look down on my sisters-in-law, nor that I don't know what you are doing. It's really that I promised my brother that he wanted to return to his roots... so I didn't dare to promise anything else."

At this point, Zhang Xingfu looked at the two soldiers with obvious intentions: "Where are you two? There is no one at home, and the hometown is a bit far away. I can understand it if I am afraid of being arrested by the court. It doesn't matter if I stay. But these sisters-in-law are all kind families and can handle housework... In short, if I want to leave and stay, I will never be a villain... How about it?"

The two defeated soldiers looked at each other, and finally one of them gritted their teeth and nodded, threw them down, then stepped forward and held a widow with one hand. Seeing this, the other person lowered his head and held two hands.

Zhang Xing nodded without saying much, and pushed up the wheelbarrow and headed up the road. Two men and seven or eight women quickly stood up and moved out of the way.

After walking seventeen or eighteen steps, Zhang Xing suddenly stopped the car and turned around, and then gave a reminder to the two men under the sun: "Since you stay, you must be good at treating others, and you must not think that they are widows and bully them randomly... I will not say that I will come to see you again in the future!"

After the talk was finished, the two of them had not yet responded, and they pushed the wheelbarrow on the road without looking back.

The little episode was quite touching, but it did not delay the journey. But in the afternoon, when the sun was just west, Zhang Xing had already clearly left the mountainous area and came to a plain... He held the car and stood on a small slope. He could see that under the afternoon sun, the grass and trees were lush, the fields were vast, towns, villages, rivers, and roads were clearly visible, like chess boards, and some people could be seen vaguely, vehicles were moving on the road, and the peasant women were even more busy in the fields.

It was such an ordinary scene that made the time traveler stand in place, and was stunned for a quarter of an hour before he came to his senses.

Then he took a deep breath, held the compass, chanted the mantra in a low voice, and then saw the compass pointer bounce up and pointing to a road northward and westward under the sun.

When Zhang Xing set out on this road, he came to another village before dark.

This is a plain area. Although the village still looks a bit dilapidated, its scale is incomparable to the previous mountain villages. There are hundreds of families, and there are several houses deep and wide. There is even a fenced wooden fence outside the settlement area. At the entrance to the village, there are five or six young and strong men patrolling with bows and shields.

Then, Zhang Xing was stopped by the villagers, both unexpected and a little bit natural.

The reason why it was unexpected was that the compass in his hand was clearly pointed at the village. Zhang Xing wanted to fulfill his promise and sent it home. He wanted to find a safe way, find a clean place to survive tonight, and also wanted to eat some hot food, instead of camping in the wild and gnawing on the already rotten steamed buns in his arms... Although this "golden compass" that can point out his mind gradually became less popular, it seems that it has not yet failed.

As for being right for granted, it is even more clear - outsiders, young and strong, with weapons, and more importantly, there is actually a cold corpse.

If you put yourself in the village, you will also stop it.

After a stalemate, Zhang Xing did not insist and decided to find a place outside the village to sleep. But just as he was about to turn the wheelbarrow, a hurrying older girl suddenly sounded in Qiantou Village:

"I heard from the villagers that someone from the army came to join the army?"

"yes."

Zhang Xing's heart moved slightly, and immediately raised his head and answered before the young and strong guard village, and spoke frankly. After all, in the car, in addition to the corpse, he also had two helmets and two long swords with pointed eyebrows. Don't be too obvious. When he raised his head and found that the person who was asking was a gray-haired old lady, he quickly asked. "I just escaped from the east, what do you have to ask?"

"Has the court really defeated in front of it?" The aunt looked up at the car's majestic body, looked up and down, and then asked seriously.

"Defeated!"

"Which army are you from?"

"Zhonglei Army."

"Is Changshui Army familiar?"

"What's your last name?" Zhang Xing's scalp numb.

"The surname is Liu..." The aunt was also a little nervous.

"I don't know." Zhang Xing felt relieved.

"It's actually good if you don't know each other." The old lady also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the truth." Zhang Xingqing knew that the other party had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at him.

"Is this corpse your partner of Zhonglei Army?" The young and strong leader of the village who was carrying a bow suddenly interrupted. He was a tall young man with his eyebrows like a sword, his eyes were bright, and his simple clothes could not cover his tendons.

"Yes, the partner of Zhonglei Army is a group." Zhang Xing was too lazy to hide it. "Because he was from Hongshan, he was very particular about returning to his roots, so he asked me to send him home before he died..."

"The people of Hongshan really pay special attention to this." Someone embraced him.

"Where is just Hongshan people? Who doesn't tell me that falling leaves return to their roots?" An old man lowered his head and whispered.

"Why does it cause cold air?" Another boy was curious.

"I'm afraid that the corpse will be damaged, so I can save my true energy."

"Are you a practitioner too?" Other young men looked at him in surprise.

"It's just a superficial skill in the army." Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained. "It's not in the right place."

But what greeted him was a long period of silence, and the situation seemed to be in a dilemma again.

"If you are alone, stay in my house and sleep in my son's bed, and have a meal!"

The aunt who started to remain silent from the middle of the way suddenly spoke, and the second half of her speech also changed significantly, but she said to the young people guarding the village. "After all, I'm just a person. There are dozens of people left in our village. Qin Erlang, you are also a capable person, not afraid of him... Besides, those who are willing to send their partners home are somewhat abide by the rules... And this corpse, who is still afraid of this... Let him come in!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers around him were talking, but many of them nodded. Several young people guarding the village also looked at the young and strong leader with a little hesitation.

The young and strong leader who was stared at, also known as Qin Erlang, glanced at the entrance of the village, and after thinking for a while, he nodded: "Since Aunt Liu is willing to take you in, it's okay to have one night, so I promise you to rest in our village for one night... but I'll leave quickly tomorrow... Now I'll send you there, and I'll send you out tomorrow morning... Don't be smart, otherwise my Qin Bao's bow will not have eyes!"

Of course, Zhang Xing had nothing to say, and could even say thanks. In this situation, people need to be grateful if they are willing to take it in.

That night, probably Aunt Liu was also in love with the scene and dared not say that she treated Zhang Xing like her son, but she was also very thoughtful. She not only provided food and accommodation, but also helped Zhang Xing get a package and washed her mud-filled boots, which really made Zhang Xing feel ashamed and uneasy.

After all, he will leave tomorrow morning and cannot work hard to repay the so-called kindness of a meal.

He was speechless in the middle of the night, and Zhang Xing also slept soundly.

But in the middle of the night, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

I had experienced a confused fire. Although Zhang Xing felt cold for a while, he still stood up in a mess to touch the knife. As soon as he left the door, he saw Aunt Liu wearing clothes, getting up, opening the door, and greeting someone in.

The person who came was young and short, seemed to be one of the young and strong people who had appeared at the entrance of Bairi Village, but he was not the leader Qin Bao. After entering the door, he looked directly at Zhang Xing, and his words were amazing:

"The deserter... hurry up! That guy Qin Er has already gone to report to the official! The official officer will arrive as soon as he says!"

ps: Thanks to the newly-shang Meng's porridge, not Zhou, he changed the human empire. Qi Ye asked Bao Qiao Hanhan, three new leaders. This book is already twenty years old and is flattered.
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