My Hardwork Isn't a Cheat

Chapter 46

In the west of Jinwu, the red clouds are all over the sky, and the vast wilderness is boundless. Under the broken golden light, the hunting brigade is at the front, and the second-line reserve is behind. Wei Tianhu is the leader, and there are many things that Wei Shengjun doesn't need to do.

The hunting team stepped on the sunset and returned to the village.

"Village head, Tianhu."

Wei long learned from Wei Wenbao that the village had changed in the past ten years. Wei Shengjun did not disappoint him and perfectly solved the remaining problems of Damu village.

Ten years.

Not only did the young people of the original second-line reserve team grow up, but also the original dolls filled the second-line vacancies and formed a very good age structure of soldiers.

Moreover, because of the merger of Damu village, the population has increased, and there are more good seedlings of the younger generation.

"Wei long!"

Wei Tianhu was very excited to see Wei long. A shy smile hung on his face. "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to Julu city to complete the training task this time. I'm just on my way to see it." Wei long said with a smile.

"Go first."

Wei Shengjun asked people to go inside. He looked at Wei long. He was secretly shocked and felt the past. Wei long was like a mountain, stable but unshakable. "I didn't expect you to come back. You have grown up a lot in the past ten years."

The rules in the village have not changed.

One meal a day is held in the square of the village. Three large VATS cook the food of the whole village, and the other one cooks medicine soup for the little doll.

But compared with ten years ago, there are more people today, more than 700, with great popularity.

"The genius who came out of our Weizhuang village today is back!"

Wei Shengjun looked around at the crowd and looked at Wei long. "Without him, Weizhuang village could not survive the wild animal attack ten years ago and the subsequent crisis!"

"Roar!"

Ten years ago, all the dolls in the village grew up, but they vaguely remember the big brother. As for some old people, they were even more excited to see Wei long.

If it is complicated, only the once strong soldiers in Damu village have mixed feelings.

Only ten years later, the children of Damu village could no longer hear the name of Damu village. The original senior management and their relatives were removed by them together with Wei Tianhu and took their place.

Whether they like it or not, their children only recognize Weizhuang village, and they must recognize Weizhuang village.

Everyone roared.

Wei long ate a lot this night. He drank fruit wine for the first time. It was very sweet.

Many of the women who distributed food survived ten years ago. They were very grateful to him. Many young people expressed their respect to him, and even a half-aged boy wanted to challenge him.

Let Wei Tianhu slap him and fly to the ground.

The dinner ended slowly. The soldiers left with their children and their mother-in-law. Wei Tianhu also had mother-in-law, three, and four sons.

"You are really powerful. You can still grow rapidly even in lingxu cave."

Wei Shengjun was surprised to hear that Zhang Zixin and others were only Wei Long's team members in this trial mission.

Wei long and Wei Shengjun walked to the east of the village and said what had happened in the past ten years, "I have something else to ask the village head this time?"

"What's the matter?"

"What is the identity of the fortune teller who raised me?"

Wei long was in a hurry.

At that time, he didn't trust Zeng Qingru very much. In addition, Feng Haiyang, the special envoy of the town shortage department, was still there. To be cautious, he didn't ask this question.

What really bothered Wei long was not the fortune teller who brought up the original body, but the constant action of the pantheon in the southern wilderness for ten years, which was also related to this.

Will it affect him?

If so, Wei long needs to know what kind of trouble this is.

This is one of the reasons why he came back to Weizhuang village.

He also reminded the village that fortune tellers should not be told, otherwise they might cause trouble.

"Why do you want to ask this?" Wei Shengjun was stunned and his face changed slightly. "He raised you. You should know better than me."

"I've never heard him talk about his past."

Wei long shook his head, "and there may be some powerful forces involved. So please tell me."

"The fortune teller first appeared in Weizhuang village. I was a child when I was young. He needed a place to live, so he made a deal with the old village head to help Weizhuang village choose a watery place, which was where the village was before, and then the strength of the village began to rise in 20 years."

Wei Shengjun's tone was reminiscent, "he never talked about his name with anyone, but let people call him fortune teller. He was almost a madman. Then the village strength improved, the old village head wanted more, and then something happened."

"What happened?" Wei long asked.

"The fortune teller gave the old village head a brand-new skill, and guided me how to perform when the town waste division assessed the waste village, so as to take this opportunity to join the army. He also told me how to act after entering the border army, so that I could avoid crisis many times."

Wei Shengjun sighed, "I didn't believe him at that time, but when I tried, I found that he seemed to be a prophet and could see through my life. Only then did I understand why he was called a fortune teller."

Wei Shengjun's tone was very complex, and he seemed to think of something bad. "When I came back, he told me the weakness of the old village head. At that time, the village head had gathered seven life marks, but I still killed him smoothly."

"He also instructed me how to deal with the inventory of the town waste department, and mediated with Damu village, Qinghe Village and Huangshi village."

Wei Shengjun shook his head. "I asked him why he wanted to kill the old village head, and I had to kill him instead of doing it myself."

The night was cool, and Wei long listened quietly.

"He said that this is a world that does not belong to him. He can't do anything. I think he should have scruples."

Wei Shengjun continued, "he raised you until something happened. He needs to leave. He asked me to take care of you."

After listening to Wei Shengjun's description, Wei long had a basic understanding of fortune telling. He was a mysterious figure with unknown intention. "Do you know what his enemies or origin are?"

"I don't know. Even the old village head doesn't know where he comes from." Wei Shengjun replied.

"I don't know who he is. Don't mention him with others in the future."

The last generation in the village knew that the fortune tellers were basically gone. Wei long warned: "this man is vaguely involved in the vortex and has been investigated. If it is leaked, it is likely to bring disaster to the village."

After chatting with Wei Shengjun for a while, Wei long returned to his residence.

Wei Shengjun built a stone house for him as promised. After entering the door, he found that Wei Tianhu was asking Zhang Zixin for advice on cultivation.

"'eight wasteland town prison Fist 'is the way from emptiness to reality. Younger martial brother Wei long knows better." Zhang Zixin greeted Wei long when he saw him come in.

"What's the matter?" Wei long looked at Wei Tianhu.

"I've been stuck in life for a long time."

Wei Tianhu was a little reserved. He borrowed the gap between Wei long and his father to ask for advice. Unexpectedly, he met Wei long, "'eight wasteland prison boxing 'changed from emptiness to reality and couldn't understand it."

"The 'eight wasteland prison Fist' is not a method of cultivation. If you use it to break through, you will get twice the result with half the effort, time-consuming and labor-consuming."

Wei long explained the key to changing the true meaning of "eight wasteland prison boxing" from emptiness to reality.

He is now practicing the eight wasteland prison Scripture, which is profound and eloquent.

however.

There is a very important threshold for transforming the true meaning of "eight wasteland prison fist", that is, practitioners need to push through the old and bring forth the new.

Wei long said: "'eight wasteland prison Fist 'is enough as a fighting method, but it is not suitable for cultivation."

"There is only one cultivation method in the village. Mu Dawei's cultivation method is secret. The original inheritance of Damu village is no better than 'eight wasteland prison Fist'." Wei Tianhu had no choice.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, I don't have anything. It depends on you." Wei long didn't have any superfluous skills. He asked Zhang Zixin for advice.

"The captain has anything to say."

Zhang Zixin joked. He thought for a moment and said to Wei Tianhu, "it's difficult to join the lingxu cave with your talent, but there are still some small sects under the cave, and some martial arts schools will accept disciples."

Seeing that Wei Tianhu hesitated, Wei long knew his difficulties and begged again: "in this case, the person is not free. What will Weizhuang village do in the future? Elder martial brother, change another way."

"All right, all right. I'll write a letter. My family is very famous in Shuitian city thousands of miles away. I'll let them arrange it." Zhang Zixin saw that Wei long was so interested and was happy to make friends with Wei long.

The younger martial brother has a bright future. He smiled and said, "don't worry. Although I'm not as talented as younger martial brother in lingxu cave, I'm also a family face. They'll arrange some small things."

Zhang Zixin directly took out the Jade Butterfly he carried with him and burned it with magic. In this way, he can't pretend to be an imitation.

Then he took out a map, "in contrast, it's more important to reach Shuitian city thousands of miles away safely. You can follow this..."

Zhang Zixin drew a road for Wei Tianhu, which was a little far away, but very safe. "With your accumulation, you will soon break through the realm of life wheel. Whether you go or stay at that time is up to you."

Wei Tianhu took the Jade Butterfly and the map to thank him and left. He was in a complicated mood. In his opinion, the big thing was just a little troublesome thing in front of Zhang Zixin.

And where Wei long is, just move your mouth.

Should he be happy? If Wei long had an accident, he should feel bad, but it's even worse to see that Wei long is so dazzling wherever he is. The countless efforts in the past ten years seem ridiculous.

"Let's go."

Before dawn, when it was still the darkest of the day, Wei long found seven people.

Xia Yonglan was surprised. "Are you leaving now? Don't say hello?"

"If I can go back to the village, my last thought has been over." Wei long said with a smile.

This time back, the former partners have grown up.

Wei long knew that what he missed was not Weizhuang village, but that he had just crossed into the world and put all kinds of emotions from panic to peace of mind on the feelings of Weizhuang village, just like wandering homesickness.

What Wei long misses is only Wei Zhuang village in his memory; Wei Tianhu, the second in his memory, Wei Heitie, who is thick and sincere, has changeable thoughts but keeps a simple Wei Wenbao; And the village head who is so domineering that he is a little scary.

When everyone is no longer young, only he is still young.

He knew that he would probably never come back. He and Weizhuang village were just meteors of each other, leaving a light in each other's path.

Wei long drew out the "book of black iron", no longer joking, carefully wrote it down, removed his feelings, and left only pure beauty. He filled a lot of space in the article "bubuler" to record the lovely middle school sophomore. Weizhuang village in my memory is beautiful even if there is conflict.