Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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In the countryside, half-year-old children are already a very important labor force. The only time that can be used for class in a day is only two quarters to two noon, and no time in the afternoon, which adds up to a total of four hours.

During this time, the weather is hot and the sun is scorching, and the children can rest.

The rest time is also their class time.

Seven days passed.

Just after class, Xu Junming took the fish basket and steel fork and was about to go fishing in the river. When he reached the entrance of the village, he saw a lot of people surrounded by the old village chief.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged woman standing on the periphery saw Xu Junming with a trace of respect.

Like in ancient China, scholars who can read and hyphenate are more respected.

"It's Mr. Xu. Inside, Qiao Saburo's wife, this is going to be asking the patriarch to send someone up the mountain to find her man."

"What's wrong with Saburo?"

"I heard that I haven't seen it after going up the mountain for two days, I'm afraid it's gone!"

Xu Junming's face changed slightly, and he separated from the crowd and walked in.

In the yard, Chen Sanlang's wife, who had been seen many times, was lying on the ground, crying and wiping tears.

"Patriarch, you can't leave it alone. Our family is pointing at Saburo as the pillar. If he is gone, how can we tell our mothers to live!"

The girl next to Qiao was holding the baby Little Sister, her mouth tightly closed, her eyes filled with sadness.

"Sanlang's wife, get up first." The old patriarch said.

"If you don't agree, I won't get up."

Seeing her pretentious look, the old patriarch was helpless.

"I told you a long time ago that a big bug appeared on the mountain recently, and everyone will not be allowed to go up the mountain in the future. Why don't you listen?"

When Qiao Saburo's wife heard it, her expression was stagnant, and there was a touch of regret in her eyes.

A few days ago, I asked someone from my hometown to say that Little Brother was married and the family gifts were not enough. Let her eldest sister help. She scratched her family's property, and she was still short of a penny or two.

Only then was Sapo rolling, let Qiao Saburo venture up the mountain to hunt, earn more money, so as to subsidize her family.

I never thought that Qiao Saburo would really never go back.

Regrets, regrets, the reason why Qiao Saburo went up the mountain, she will definitely not say at this time.

With a wave of his right hand, he fell to the ground and started crying again.

"Woo, patriarch, you must save our Saburo!"

Seeing her sassy appearance, the old clan raised his eyebrows and wanted to scold a few words, but the three of their mothers were also pitiful, so they took them back.

He sighed heavily.

It belongs to the own tribe and cannot be ignored.

"I'll help you ask, if someone is willing to go up the mountain to find your Saburo. If no one goes, the old man can't help you either."

After all, speak loudly.

"You all heard, who wants to go up the mountain to find Qiao Saburo?"

When everyone heard it, they all flinched, you look at me, I look at you, no one answers.

It's no wonder that everyone dare not, but the big bugs can kill people at every turn, no matter how good friendship is, it is not as important as fate.

And who doesn't have a family and a mouth, if it's gone, what should the wife and children do?

"Let me go!"

With a clear voice, Xu Junming, who was tall, walked out of the crowd.

Everyone's eyes focused on him in an instant.

"Mr. Xu?!"

"Old patriarch, let me go!"

"you?"

The teacher is a weak character in the impression of ordinary people, but looking at Xu Junming, who is now tall and strong, holding a steel fork, and heroic Bufan, the old patriarch changed his words.

"The big worm on the mountain has swallowed many people one after another in the past six months. A notice has been posted in the county that people under a hundred are not allowed to go up the mountain. Are you...really planning to go?"

Xu Junming nodded.

"San Lang is kind to me, now he is in trouble, I can't help but save!"

The old patriarch nodded in relief.

"Good guy."

Look around for a week.

"Who else would you like to go with Mr. Xu...?"

"The old patriarch doesn't need it, I'll do it alone."

Xu Junming interrupted.

He is accustomed to acting alone, and with his current strength, no one here can match it, and bringing more is a burden.

Seeing no one answered, the old patriarch nodded helplessly.

"Then it's up to you, don't do anything, don't try to behave, come back and find a way together."

"Don't worry, the old patriarch, I'm awake."

"Quickly, Miss Qiao, kowtow to the husband."

Qiao Sablang's wife, dragged her daughter to Xu Junming's knees.

Xu Junming stepped forward and quickly reached out to help.

"Get up quickly. This is what I should do."

"Mr. Xu, our Saburo is all dependent on you." The woman cried.

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Although he loathes her for being bad in character, Qiao Saburo is kind to himself.

"Old patriarch, life is at stake, I'll go back and prepare and set off right away."

"Come back early, pay attention to safety."

Xu Junming nodded, separated the crowd and returned to his home.

He took off the fish basket at his waist, took a bath to get rid of the fishy smell, changed his clothes, and went out with a steel fork.

"Mr. Xu, you must come back safely."

The surrounding villagers saw him open their mouths.

"Thank you elders for your concern!"

After Xu Junming bowed, he turned and strode towards the back mountain of Qiaojia Village.

Since his body recovered and he had some strength, he often went hunting in the mountains, but most of them were on the periphery, playing some pheasants, hares, roe deer and the like, and did not dare to enter the deep mountains.

After all, the world is so rich in Spiritual Qi, if there are no demons, it would be strange.

He didn't want to ask for trouble when his own strength had not recovered.

But this time is different, he had to report Qiao Saburo's life-saving grace.

After entering the mountain, he took off his clothes.

I found a hidden corner and put it away.

Although the clothes were patched up and worn out, the clothes in Qiaojia Village are already very good.

He is still reluctant to give up.

Wearing big pants, Xu Junming picked some leaves, wringed out the juice, and rubbed it on himself.

When the strength is insufficient, it is necessary to rely on some small means to increase the strength.

After a short time, the bronzed skin became colorful. Turning into the grass, you can't help it.

As a pill refining teacher, Xu Junming has been involved in medicine and poison, and he is also proficient in medicine differentiation.

Sprinkled the anti-mosquito medicine that I made on my body, grabbed the double-stranded fork, strode away, and quickly disappeared in the mountains.

The mountain behind Qiaojia Village is called Luoxia Mountain.

When the sun goes down, the top of the mountain will present the scenery of red clouds, hence the name.

Luoxia Mountain is a branch of a larger mountain gap for hundreds of miles.

Wanting to find Qiao Saburo's traces in such a large branch is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. However, a person who has not been cultivated will not run too far.

Not surprisingly, he mostly died in the mouth of the big worm.

Even so, Xu Junming also knows how to find someone.

After entering the deep mountains, there is basically no path.

Several people hug the thick giant tree together, and a huge canopy grows, making the surrounding light dark.

The dead branches and leaves on the ground exude a rotten air.

Yin-loving vines and weeds grow arbitrarily, making the already rugged path narrower.

In the bushes and grasses, large and small insects come in and out, adding countless wildness to the mountains and forests.

Xu Junming walked through it, stopping at every moment.

Back in the wilderness, he learned a lot of hunting skills from the hill tribe.

Finding the whereabouts of beasts by identifying footprints and smells is one of them.

Moreover, after the five senses are developed through physical training, his sense of smell is ten times that of ordinary people. The source of these odors can be accurately determined.

The footsteps stopped.

Xu Junming knelt on one knee and peeled off the fallen leaves, revealing a paw print one size bigger than the palm of an adult on the moist ground.

"Fortunately, it hasn't rained heavily in the past few days, otherwise it would not be easy to find the trace of this beast."

Measure with palm.

"The palm is nearly a foot wide, and the stature of this beast is probably more than one foot. A tiger of this size, even if it doesn't become a demon, will be fast."

His brows frowned, although his health was much better now.

But in fact, he has not recovered even one percent of his strength.

Although he might not lose to the last tiger that was close to the demon, he finally survived from the hands of Lord Huosang and came to this world of Spiritual Qi. He didn't want to take a risk.

Indulge for a moment.

"Forget it, let's find the trace of this beast first."

With a movement in his heart, two mirrored shadows emerged from his pupils.

A series of tiger paw prints instantly became clear.

Looking down the paw prints, I gradually came to a mountainside.

Xu Junming stopped, and with the help of the bronze mirror, he could clearly see a large cave that was three feet high and five feet wide on the edge of a stone platform that was hundreds of feet away and a hundred feet wide.The cave is about thirty to forty meters deep and widens as it goes inward.

The innermost part is ten meters wide and six or seven meters high.

Inside the cave, a big tiger with a head and tail of one foot and three feet long, nearly five feet high at the shoulder, and covered with yellow and black stripes, appeared in his eyes.

The tiger was lying in the middle of the big hole and sleeping dormant, surrounded by the bones of this human and beast, and there was a lot of leftover meat.

Xu Junming didn't know whether there was Qiao Saburo in the pile of bones and leftover meat.

However, in the deep mountains on the side of Qiaojia Village, only this tiger could kill Qiao Saburo, the best hunter in Qiaojia Village.

"Sure enough, it has begun to become a demon!"

With the help of the bronze mirror, Xu Junming can clearly see that the thin blue-black Monster Qi on this big tiger's body is still far away from forming a Monster core, but it is comparable to the Xiantian monster cultivator.

After observing for a while, Xu Junming walked away slowly.

"This tiger can only outsmart it, not the enemy."

He has been hit hard now, his Magic power has been blocked, and his strength has gone to ninety-nine percent.

It's not wise to rush up.

After leaving the mountainside, Xu Junming began to look around.

The cleverness of human beings lies in their ability to use tools.

He was in the wilderness at the beginning, but he learned a lot of methods to create traps.

"Just here!"

Two days later, Xu Junming chose the battlefield for himself.

The trees here are not sparse or dense, and the terrain is open, which is suitable for fighting.

He drew the short knife from his waist and began to cut the short spear.

Xu Junming deliberately chose a kind of branches that Qiaojia villagers call ‘hazel’.

It has a hard texture and a certain degree of flexibility. It is the best thing for making wooden guns and wooden spears.

After making dozens of short wooden spears, it took another two days to dig a big hole two feet deep and three feet wide.

First lay stones on the bottom of the pit, and then fill with half a meter of soil. After the wooden spear is inserted, the soil is compacted.

In this way, the wooden spear will not sink after being hit by a giant object.

Cover the branches, sprinkle dead branches and fallen leaves, and clear the excavated soil far away.

This is not over yet.

In the woods, I found a big tree that was broken by the strong wind, beheaded and removed, leaving only the thickest wooden stake in the middle.

The rope is twisted with vines and hung high on the tree canopy to make a siege hammer.

Many horse pits were dug within ten meters of the pit.

There are horseshoes, wooden arrows, and wooden guns in the back.

Within fifty meters, Xu Junming changed them into traps.

Seeing his seven-day results, he nodded in satisfaction.

As long as the tiger comes in, don't want to go out alive.

Looking at the sun slanting westward, Xu Junming found a strong tree and climbed it up.

He took out the hare that was beaten yesterday. There was no fire, and he was too lazy to dig into the fire. After peeling off the fur, he just swallowed it raw.

The whole night passed quickly, and the sky was white.

Xu Junming, who had practiced toad fishing all night, opened his eyes, turned over and jumped down from the tree, checked his own trap, and after it was not destroyed by the other beasts, he took a short knife, carried a steel fork, and turned and drilled into the dense forest.

Before you work, you must eat enough.

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