Chapter 7 Savagery

Standing at the door of the wooden house and looking out, a few miles ahead is a big river with billowing green waters.

The river is nearly 100 meters wide. A pontoon bridge crosses the river. A dirt road extends into the dense forest on the other side of the bridge, and I don't know where it leads. On this side of the bridge stood several arrow towers with civil and wooden structures, and two leather ropes hung on the bridge ten meters from the shore, which was a suspension bridge.

Behind it is a green hill shaped like a barrier. The two mountains protruded like two arms, gently hugging a flat land with a radius of more than ten miles. The mountain is steep, and under the towering trees with a height of dozens of meters, there are dense thorns with poisonous thorns, even a mouse is difficult to pass.

There are green water in front and green mountains in the back. This small flat land has fertile soil, prosperous vegetation and two small streams. In the distance of this wooden house in Wuqi, hundreds of small and large wooden houses stand in a sparse environment surrounded by green trees. There are flat farmland and vegetable fields between the houses, and a few happy dogs are chasing a group of elk-shaped single horns. Pack beast.

The big man who just brought food and clothes to Wuqi was squatting under a safflower tree in front of the house, and he dug out a section of white root. Hearing the movement of Wu Qi going out, the big man hurriedly stuffed the roots of the tree into the animal skin pouch around his waist, and turned around to greet him with a smile.

"Safflower Vine, it specializes in treating various internal injuries and bleeding women. Hey, it looks like you can't use it, brother."

Wuqi nodded gratefully to him and asked, "What is your name, little brother? Wuqi thank you for saving your life."

The big man was stunned, and he suddenly laughed: "Wu Qi? This name is very pleasant. Your surname is a big name? Wen Xuexuan is unappetizing. My nickname is puppy, but I don't have a big name yet. I am sixteen years old. Only then can the clan elders be named."

Walking to Wuqi's side, he slapped Wuqi hard, and the son of a bitch dragged him to the front of the village, in the direction of the suspension bridge.

As he walked, the son of a bitch proudly boasted of the miraculous effect of the few catties of Ye Guanghu blood that his father had poured into Wu Qi the night before. In his mouth, Ye Guanghu's blood can bring back the dead and heal all injuries. It is an omnipotent magic medicine.

Wu Qi just laughed and listened to the brat's boast. He looked at the surrounding scenery and made some judgments secretly.

The level of production here is not high, even low. But the people here are very strong and powerful. He saw a few women who went to the river to fetch water. The buckets they were carrying were more than one meter in diameter, which were like two small water tanks.

Every household here is always equipped with knives, guns, bows and arrows, and a group of little dolls are performing martial arts on a small flat in the village. Looking at the weight of those knives and guns, they are at least fifty or sixty kilograms of heavy weapons. These dolls, who are about seven or eight years old, are dancing these knives and swords like a tiger.

With an idea, Wu Qi silently used a secret method in "Water Source Chapter", and injected the "Innate True Water Spirit Gang" in his body into his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were covered with a faint blue light. Glancing at the dolls dancing with guns and sticks, Wu Qi was surprised to find that these children were extremely full of blood, and there was a strong infuriating qi tumbling in their bodies.

Basically, these children are comparable to the elite disciples of the greedy wolf group, and the true energy in their bodies has at least three or five years of ascetic cultivation level.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qi suddenly realized that the concentration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air was astonishing.

The Book of Robbery is all-encompassing and contains infinite mysteries. This so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also mentioned in the "The Book of Thieves". The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the foundation of all qi practitioners. The higher the concentration of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the faster the cultivation speed, and the greater the benefit to the cultivator.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the earth has long been destroyed by industrialized production, and it is almost a desert of spiritual energy.

In this small mountain village, the concentration of spiritual energy in this small flat land is almost comparable to the level of the inferior cave paradise described in "The Book of Thieves".

It's no wonder that the dolls here have a body of internal strength, and it's no wonder that the puppies around them can grow to be so thick and burly.

In a place with abundant spiritual energy, even a piece of sweet potato will grow stronger and fatter than other places, not to mention people!

Along the way, the son of a bitch seemed to be quite famous in the village, and he was constantly greeted by men, women and children on the road.

Those who are older, call him a son of a bitch; those who are about the same age, call him Uncle Gou; those younger, respectfully call him Uncle Gou. In particular, a few girls in the village who were also good-looking in Wuqi's opinion were even more embarrassed and greeted the son-in-law with a blushing face across the distance.

The land here is fertile, the world is full of spiritual energy, and the feng shui is excellent. It is a good place to raise people. Although the men raised are as rough and tall as puppies, those girls are delicate and lovely, and they can pinch them out of the water.

Wu Qi looked at those girls, and couldn't help but feel a little shaken, the kind of natural beauty that he had never seen before.

After accepting the spirit eye secret technique, Wu Qi shook his head. Now, instead of caring about the beauty and ugliness of these girls, let's figure out where you are first.

Following the dog all the way to the entrance of the village, which is the suspension bridge at the end of the pontoon bridge, Wu Qi saw a few old people with Li sticks, leading a group of big men yelling and beating a few people who were rolling on the ground.

That's all for those big guys, they are all about the size of a son of a bitch. However, those old people who were holding Li rods and were so old that their waists were bent into a bow, but they were agile and did not let the youths, holding Li rods full of barbs and scolding people on the ground. .

When Wuqi and Xiaozi walked to the crowd, they seemed to have vented their anger. An old man coughed a few times, Li Zhang slammed a pestle on the ground, and hissed a few times in a shrill voice.

Several strong men picked up the people on the ground swiftly, and wiped their necks neatly with daggers.

Blood spurted out, and several people twitched and let out unpleasant screams. The villagers took the hemp rope with all their hands and feet, and hung up several people who were spewing blood from their necks, and hung them high under the arrow tower on the bridge.

In addition to these few people who were still screaming and bleeding, there were more than 30 corpses hanging under the arrow tower.

Some of these corpses have only been dead for a few days, and some have become a mummified corpse. Their clothes were stripped clean, revealing their dark skin and the colorful embroidery of red, red, green and green on their skin. Those tattoo embroidery patterns are hideous and mysterious, there are all kinds of beasts, all kinds of poisonous insects, and many strange flowers and plants.

Looking at the men struggling and twitching on the ropes, all the villagers from the old man on down laughed with a 'hehe'. There was no grimness in their laughter, only a surprising ease and happiness.

Wu Qi looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, and suddenly heard the puppy yelling happily: "These barbarians are coming to our village again to beg for death. Isn't this giving our village credit for nothing?"

Dozens of people from the bridge looked towards this side at the same time, especially the old people holding the cane, their attention was all on Wu Qi.

Wu Qi cautiously bowed to the old men, clasped his fists with both hands, and gave a long bow.

"Don't beg, boy, together with the master and the same family, I have suffered a great disaster. Fortunately, the elders helped me. The boy is very grateful!"

Not allowing the old men to utter a word, Wu Qi was already kneeling on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times to the old men.

The grace of life-saving, three beeps are still light. Wu Qi was really grateful to these villagers who saved him. They saved him, and only had a chance to avenge Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai in the future. How could he not be grateful to them?

If it wasn't for their lack of possessions, and even their clothes were smashed into pieces in the Taixu Great Displacement Array, Wuqi would definitely reward them heavily.

Among the old men, the one who was described as the oldest, who was already skinny and old, with age spots all over his face, smiled. He trembled to Wu Qi's side and pulled him with one hand.

"They are all the people of the Great Swallow, why do you want such nonsense? Well, little brothers, are you rangers and barbarian hunters?"

Wuqi climbed up along the pole, he stood up, nodded respectfully and said, "The old man's eyes are like torches, that's exactly how it is."

The brawny men behind the old man stirred, muttering in low voices, as if cursing the damned barbarians for another blood debt.

Absorbing Le Xiaobai's perverted monster-level wisdom, Wu Qi quickly analyzed something. He gritted his teeth and followed the words of the big men and swore: "The boy and the master are of the same sect, and they all died under their hands. This hatred and hatred will not share the sky. The boy must study hard when he returns this time, and in the future, he must slaughter all his enemies. , to avenge my master and fellow disciples!"

The big men were talking about barbarians of unknown origin, but the oath of Wuqi was aimed at the lineage of Daojun Miaoyuan of Qingcheng.

It's just that the two sides were in perfect harmony, and several old people nodded their heads in approval, and said in admiration, "That's what good men should be like. You ranger hunters who travel around the world hunting barbarians, if you don't even avenge your master's blood revenge, it's true. It's disgraceful."

The old man who just lifted Wuqi patted Wuqi's chest hard, shook his head and said, "It's just, little brother Wuqi, you are really weak, you are not the opponent of those barbarians."

After sighing a few times, the old man said attentively: "We have a secret recipe from our ancestors in Mengcun. We use animal bones and bones to combine dozens of herbs, which can make the bones and muscles grow. This plaster is guaranteed to increase your size by a lot!"

After listening to the old man's words, Wu Qi really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

His body shape is also considered a standard beautiful man's body on earth. Although he is a little thinner, he is thin but not weak, and his muscles and bones have their own strength.

Having obtained the inheritance of "Stolen Scripture", he naturally knew that the strength of his strength had nothing to do with the size of his body. However, in the face of the old man's kindness, Wu Qi could only bow down deeply once again, thanking a few clan elders for their kindness.

Wu Qi secretly swore in his heart that if he succeeded in his cultivation in the future, he would definitely come back to this village and thank the villagers here.

When he was making a decision in his heart, a green fireball the size of a fist suddenly shot out from a forest on the other side of the river, hitting a burly man standing on the bridge.

Only a miserable howl was heard, and the big man was covered in green flames, and his body just rolled on the ground a few times before turning into a pool of ashes.

A few clan elders were startled, and the villagers who were guarding the arrow tower had already screamed loudly: "The barbarians are attacking, many barbarians!"

The harsh sound of horns resounded through the entire village, and a large group of wild men dressed in animal skins and tattooed suddenly rushed out of the woods on the other side of the river.

The leader of the savage was surrounded by a thick black gas, and a fist-sized ghastly green skeleton was looming in the black gas.

He pointed at the head of the village fiercely, and the savage who led the team shouted loudly.

"Men, kill them all; women, rob them; little babies, eat them all! Children, come on!"