Chapter 295 A Few Things at the Foot of Wuyi Mountain

Three days later.

Xiaomian received a piece of news that made her heart palpitate.

Ye Yan is dead.

He died several miles away from the foot of Wuyi Mountain. His head was separated from his body, and his limbs were brutally chopped off and scattered on the ground.

Ye Yan's body was discovered by villagers.

When the body was returned, the girl fell silent.

Xiao Erlang grew old overnight.

There was no funeral.

The girl and Xiao Erlang buried Ye Yan on the mountain next to the girl's grandfather.

This is the second tomb in Wuyi Mountain.

the next day.

The girl and Xiao Erlang left the foot of Wuyi Mountain, and no villagers knew where they went.

For the people at the foot of Wuyi Mountain, these two people gradually became the protagonists in their stories, and after a few years, their names began to be forgotten.

The villagers still have to live the same life.

Relying on the rich mountain and forest resources of Wuyi Mountain, the lives of the villagers at the foot of the mountain are getting better and better, and they are freed from the most basic pursuit of food and clothing.

When people get rid of food and clothing, they will begin to breed ambition.

The same goes for the villagers at the foot of Wuyi Mountain. They began to pursue higher goals.

Villagers with the same surname began to unite together and formed the largest force in the village. They began to occupy the resources of the mountains and forests, and even stipulated the number of people and the number of times they could go hunting in the mountains each time.

All prey caught by the villagers must be handed over to the village, which will distribute it uniformly.

The so-called unified distribution in the village naturally means that those with big surnames take advantage.

Some villagers were unwilling, but the result of their unwillingness was to be bullied. Those who couldn't bear the tone chose to leave the foot of Wuyi Mountain, while those who were willing to stay began to marry people with big surnames.

Mountain God View.

A young man knelt in front of the mountain god sculpture.

He is the child of a hunter at the foot of the mountain. His father encountered a wild beast while hunting last year and ran away, leaving him and his mother behind.

"Master Mountain God, please help us."

The boy was kneeling, his father was gone, and the village bullied them as orphans and widowers.

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."

While the young man was kowtowing, a young Taoist priest slowly spoke in the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

The young man turned around and saw that the young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and a book appeared in the young Taoist priest's hand.

"Take this book."

The young man subconsciously took the book, glanced at it and said, "Split the mountain and kill it?"

After opening the contents inside, the young man had a look of excitement on his face. This was a martial arts secret book.

"Thank you so much, senior."

The young man didn’t know who this Taoist priest was, but he probably wasn’t the Mountain God, because the sculpture of the Mountain God didn’t look like this.

"Go ahead."

The young Taoist priest waved his hand, and the young man excitedly put the secret book close to his body and left the Taoist temple.

"Senior, do you like this young man?"

After the boy left, Jiao She appeared in the yard and asked curiously.

"Just do it casually."

The young Taoist priest smiled slightly, and the next moment he raised his hand, a wicker chair appeared in the yard, and he lay down on the wicker chair with his eyes closed to meditate.

After mastering the sword skills, the young man went down the mountain and practiced hard day and night. Within a few years, he became a master hunter in the village.

The Zhao family in the village did not dare to bully the boy and his mother anymore, because the boy once stabbed the three most capable people in the Zhao family with a knife.

Zhao family ancestral hall.

The young man confronted the patriarch of the Zhao family. The young man held a long knife and remained silent.

Outside the ancestral hall, there are hundreds of Zhao family members, including big men, old and weak women and children.

"Jian Yang, you are very powerful. If you fight alone, no one in our village can be your opponent. But there are hundreds of people in our Zhao family. You can fight them one by one. Can you kill them all?"

The words of the head of the Zhao family silenced Jian Yang. Facing those who bullied him and his mother, he could swing a knife without hesitation, but he could not do so when facing the elderly and women of the Zhao family.

"Jian Yang, are you willing to marry my daughter?"

The sudden words from the head of the Zhao family silenced Jian Yang.

The daughter of the eldest daughter of the Zhao family is the same age as him. The children in the village have played together since they were young. However, after his father died, he took on the responsibilities of the family and stopped playing with children of the same age.

Zhao Qin, the daughter of patriarch Zhao, is the most beautiful in the village. Jian Yang has dreamed of marrying Zhao Qin.

"You and Qin'er also played together when they were young. If you marry Qin'er, you will be the son-in-law of my Zhao family. When you give birth to a child, I will pass on the position of clan leader to you."

After a long time, Jian Yang finally nodded.

A fight was resolved.

Taoist temple.

Jian Yang told these things in front of the young Taoist priest.

"Follow your heart in everything."

The young Taoist priest still maintained the posture of lying on the wicker chair. From the moment he appeared, he never left the wicker chair.

One month later.

Jian Yang married Zhao Qin, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, and the whole village was decorated with lights.

Three years later.

The territory of the village has expanded a lot, and conflicts with other surrounding villages are inevitable. As the number one expert in the village, Jian Yang is often the one who takes action to deal with people from other villages.

In order to compete with the neighboring village for a forest farm, Jian Yang broke the legs of several strong men in the neighboring village, so that the neighboring village no longer dared to compete with the village for logging.

In a fight with Lijia Village over farmland, the most powerful man in Lijia Village had his arm cut off by Jian Yang.

Zhaojiacun has officially become the largest village within dozens of miles.

Jian Yang's prestige in the village also surpassed that of his father-in-law, and he became the new patriarch of Zhaojia Village.

The surrounding villages are afraid of Jian Yang. In their eyes, Jian Yang is a devil. In the eyes of the villagers in Zhaojin Village, Jian Yang is a hero. Especially the children in the village worship Jian Yang extremely.

The surrounding villages could not defeat Zhaojiacun. For the benefit of the village, they began to marry women to Zhaojiacun. In the end, these villages slowly integrated with Zhaojiacun.

In this special way, Zhaojiacun unified all the villages at the foot of Wuyi Mountain, and Jian Yang became the most powerful person at the foot of Wuyi Mountain.

Jian Yang's 40th birthday.

This is the most lively event in Zhaojia Village. The villagers of Zhaojia Village have started to prepare a few days in advance. Every family has decorated lanterns and colors to celebrate the birthday banquet of their clan leader.

Wuyishan Taoist Temple.

Jian Yang appeared again. Over the years, Jian Yang had been to the Taoist temple many times, and each time he would tell some of his experiences, but the young Taoist priest never expressed an opinion and just listened quietly.

"Master, my disciple celebrates his birthday tomorrow, can you go down the mountain and have a drink?"

The young Taoist priest lay on the wicker chair and waved his hands. There was no disappointment in Jian Yang's eyes. He had become accustomed to it after so many years.

As for "Master", he took the initiative to call him that, and the Taoist Master did not object.

"Master, after the Chinese New Year, I am going to take Xiaotie and the others into the city. The city is always better than the village, and it will allow Xiaotie and the others to see more of the world."

The Taoist Master still didn't respond, his eyes were smacked as if he were asleep, but Jian Yang knew that the master heard what he said.

The master never gives him advice. Most of the time, the master is more like a listener.

Back then, he fought with people from another village for the first time and broke the leg of a man from another village. The hateful look in the man's son's eyes made him dream for several nights.

He was afraid in his heart, but he was the number one expert in Zhaojiacun. He couldn't show fear, even in front of his wife. He couldn't express his feelings. He could only go to the mountain and tell his master.

Later, he became numb.

Jian Yang left after talking for a while. Jiao She appeared in front of the young Taoist Priest and said respectfully: "Senior, do you want me to protect you?"

In Jiao She's view, the senior recognized Jian Yang as "Master", which means he recognized Jian Yang as a disciple. Although Jian Yang is not a cultivator until now, he is the "disciple" of the senior. What if? When I entered the city, something happened.

"Everyone has his destiny, we just need to take good care of this mountain."

The young Taoist priest shook his head. He would not interfere in matters outside the mountain. Everything was done as it happened.

Three years later, a funeral procession returned to Zhaojiacun.

Zhao Yang, the patriarch of Zhaojia Village, was hacked to death by a young man.

When Jian Yang became the patriarch of Zhaojia Village, he changed his surname and entered the Zhao family's ancestral hall.

That young man is the son of the man from the next village who was seriously injured by Zhao Yang. The village next door had long been merged into Zhaojia Village, but that man's son left the foot of Wuyi Mountain in order to avenge his father. Learned skills from teachers in other places.

Zhao Yang was not beaten to death by this young man, but just like the man who was seriously injured by him, he breathed his last.

Before returning home and dying, Zhao Yang ordered his children to bury him back in Wuyi Mountain and engraved the surname "Jian" on his plaque.

He did not enter the Zhao family's ancestral hall and cemetery.

This is the third tomb found in Wuyi Mountain.

The young Taoist priest stood in front of the newly established Jian Yang's grave, with confusion on his face. He didn't know why he appeared in Wuyi Mountain, and he didn't know what the purpose of his stay in Wuyi Mountain was.

But he knew that Wuyishan was him, and he was Wuyishan.

Whether it was Ye Yan back then or Jian Yang now, it was just a casual act for him to give the other party martial arts secrets.

Maybe he's just a bystander.

After today, the Taoist temples in Wuyi Mountain disappeared.

After Jian Yang died, Zhaojiacun began to slowly decline and split into several villages.

…

A few years later.

A down-and-out scholar came to the foot of Wuyi Mountain.

Scholar built a hut at the foot of the mountain and cultivated two acres of land.

During the slack time, I taught the children in the village how to read and write. The children were naughty and could not sit still, and the scholars did not beat or scold them. Those who were willing to listen were taught, and those who were unwilling were left without charging a penny.

It is boring for scholars to teach, and even children cannot understand it.

"Loyal to the emperor and patriotic" children don't understand.

When the people in the village listened to the children coming back to talk about the teacher's lectures, they all laughed and said that the scholar was stupid in reading.

They only want to have three meals and enough food and clothing for once, and the concept of "loyalty to the emperor and patriotism" is too far away from them.

The scholar never paid attention to the gossips of the villagers, nor did he argue with others. Except when teaching, he always greeted everyone with a smile.

There was a naughty child who trampled on the vegetable seedlings in his husband's farmland. The scholar just laughed it off and jokingly said: "Children trample on young seedlings, and the seedlings are about to grow."

The scholar was very generous, but the villagers said that the scholar was a nerd. If it were a child who dared to step on the young farmland seedlings, his legs would be broken.

winter.

When heavy snow falls, every household burns firewood to keep warm.

The scholar looked at the heavy snow and happily chanted: "It's snowing in the evening, I can drink a cup without it."

Unfortunately, there is no wine at the scholar's house.

Although I am poor without wine to keep out the cold, I have books to read and I am healthy.

Scholars have no wine, only books.

But the book did not keep out the cold, and the scholar shivered in the middle of the night.

Scholars embrace books and use them to keep warm.

several days.

Snow melts.

Scholars dried their books on the courtyard wall, and some naughty children took books to light the fire to keep warm.