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Chapter 2 Uncle Long Aotian

Life in Changliu Village is low-key and boring, but not easy. You need to spend most of your energy and carefully take care of the acres of land in your home. In your spare time, you have to find ways to go into the mountains to hunt and pick mountain delicacies in order to survive in Changliu Village and eat full.

The so-called hunting of the mountains will return empty-handed most of the time, and hunters cannot be done by anyone who wants to do it.

Without training, do you want to catch prey with bare hands? Stop dreaming, you can’t make traps, and if you don’t have bows or arrows, and don’t throw flying knives, you won’t even catch a rabbit.

The price of a bow can be bought with half of Changliu Village.

And if you want to catch a big prey, you can only walk into the deep mountains with big goats, elks, and even bisons. You can catch one with a fatal buffalo, even if it is dead, and a thousand-pound bison weighing a thousand pounds will be exchanged for food, which is enough for a family of three to eat for several years.

But there are not only goats, elks, bisons, but also wolves and tigers in the deep mountains.

Of course, the fur and flesh and bones of wild wolves and tigers are more valuable. A dead tiger is worth more than ten wild bisons. Tiger bones are extremely rare and precious medicinal materials, and tiger whips are even more tributed. As for tiger skins, they are sold to the capital, and the price given by the kings and princes there will shock you to drop your chin.

However, most people, if they encounter tigers and wild wolves, they will probably become the Chinese food they say when they are beaten to death.

And in the deepest part of the mountains, it is said that there are extraordinary things. What is it? This is not something that the little Chang Liu Village should know.

The loach broke the chamber, took the bowl and took the blood, threw away the inedible internal organs, left the edible internal organs, and then cooked the rice, while the firewood was not completely extinguished, and after the ashes were completely gone, the loach was pulled out after the ashes were completely gone.

Tonight, the meal for five young and old Yang family was a large pot of thick porridge with blood from loaches, as well as a few boiled vegetables, the only meat, a loach, which was so exciting that Yang Feiyang ate it.

The mountain village lacks salt, and the cost of buying salt accounts for almost half of the Yang family's expenses. Even so, the Yang family is willing to eat a thick porridge with salt every three or five days. The rest of the time, they don't eat salt, which is too expensive.

The loach without salt is naturally not delicious, but Yang Feiyang chews it very vigorously and has no intention of being humble. The rest of the family will not eat Yang Feiyang's loach.

According to Yang Wen, people will die quickly when they are old, so they can save themselves from working. They eat food in vain, which will make their children and grandchildren live in poverty. They have to add two more bowls of water after drinking porridge.

After dinner, I entered the boring time. There are candles, but if there is nothing important, I naturally don’t want to order them. So, after dinner, go to bed honestly. The time at night is very long, which is definitely enough for you to sleep.

There was no night entertainment program in the entire Changliu Village. As soon as the sun set, all the villagers slept honestly. Only the cat slept well during the day, hiding in the dark at night, waiting for the mouse to appear.

The dog was bored and barked a few times, but no one came out to scold him. When it was dark, who could sleep? Hearing the dog barked a few times, it was good, and it was too boring to save it.

"Dad, are you asleep?"

"Not"

"Then tell me a story, I can't sleep."

"I will tell those two stories, wolves eat children, tigers eat children, have you not heard enough? Why don't you let your mother tell you a new story?"

"Okay, okay, mom, tell me a story!"

"Aren't you making things difficult for your mother? Where can I tell any stories?"

"No, no, mom, tell me one, tell me one"

"Okay, okay, mom, think about it, I remember before, your grandma told me a story about a little girl picking mushrooms. I think about it carefully. The girl's name is Guifen, or Guiqin, Guizhi comes."

“…”

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that girl, named Shufen."

“…”

"A long time ago, on a snowy night, there was a girl named Shufen, tremblingly holding a bundle of matches..."

"Mom, what is a match?"

“…”

A story is fragmented and has no logic or main storyline at all, but Yang Liu's goal has also been achieved, just to coax Yang Feiyang to fall asleep.

"My sister Lian, let's do it, I really can't sleep."

"Do it, do it, do it, do it, you know what to do if you get pregnant? Just our family, if I give birth to a boy for you, what will you do? Can you afford it?"

"Hey, no, no, we already have a boy. God doesn't dare to give me a second one. Lianmei, believe me, even if you are pregnant, it's still a girl. You believe me."

"Get up, get up, sleep, sleep"

“…”

This is how the days in Changliu Village are. Without external interference, the days here can remain unchanged for thousands of years, day after day, year after year, generation after year, generation after generation, generation after generation, life and death. If you come to Changliu Village again in a thousand years, your life here will be almost the same as when you came a thousand years ago.

Just, the word "serene" is desperate. The word "struggle" does not exist in Changliu Village. There is no soil for struggle, and there is no goal for struggle. Changliu Village is so big. What are you striving for such a little thing? To strive, the first step is to leave Changliu Village.

However, leaving homeland is precisely the courage that most people lack.

"Boy, when your mother said the word "match", I thought your mother was a time traveler!"

"Who!" Late at night, the moonlight shone through the paper window, making it possible to see a trace of light in the room. Yang Feiyang saw his father being kicked to the corner of the bed by his mother, and fell asleep in a bad mood.

A sudden scream in my mind just now scared Yang Feiyang, but Yang Feiyang still didn't scream. The door was locked, so it was impossible for someone to break in from outside.

So, there is only one truth about the matter, that is, the madman who had not spoken for a long time in Yang Feiyang's head spoke again.

"Who? Alas! This question is well asked, who am I, where am I from, where am I going, the ultimate question that humans have explored for many years, how should I answer you? Hehe, the answer is that there is no way to answer, who am I? I can only tell you, I am your uncle!"

“…”

"I don't have an old man, my father is the only son"

“…”

"I'm scolding you, you thought I was really your uncle!"

"Speak, why are you scolding me?"

"Hey, I'll scold you, what can you do, what can you do! Can you hit me? If you can't hit me, you can't scold me! I can use 170 dialects to spiral up to heaven by the 18 generations of your ancestors! Then Thomas revolves away!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about at all."

“…”

"Okay, okay, boy, I won't tease you anymore. You're so boring. You should know that since you were born, you, I'm in your head, right?"

"I don't have an uncle, I really don't have an uncle. Why don't you believe it?"

"Damn! The uncle means... Forget it, I, I, okay, when you were born, I was in your head."

"Yes, I know, you've been yelling in my head before, scaring me to cry every day. I'm really afraid that my grandma will lead me into the mountains and bring my clothes back."

"Hehe, interesting, interesting"

"Okay, you uncle, um, no no, no, I, I tell you, I can't tell you exactly what I am. Anyway, I gave myself a well-known name. According to your human hobbies, it is called Long Aotian. Yes, my name is Long Aotian!"

"I am an auxiliary system. I need to know what kind of power system you are in. Then I can help you become Long Aotian's younger brother, Long Uchitian!"

"I don't have the ability to detect and have no ability to perceive the outside world. The world I am in is your spiritual world. I need you to tell me what the power system of your world looks like so that I can help you."

"With your help from Mr. Long Aotian, boy, you are not far from the good days of power and beauty on your knees! Hahaha"

"Hey, I said, boy, did you understand?"

"I can't understand at all"

“…”

"I didn't talk to you before, it was entirely because you were too young to communicate with you normally, but who would have thought that you were seven years old, seven years old! Uncle, I have been waiting for you for seven years, but you still don't know anything! The great existence that created me, the great existence that stuffed me into your head, would be pissed off by you if you know this! Do you know that Long Aotian next door can make the goddess pregnant at the age of seven!"

"Long Aotian? But isn't your name just Long Aotian?"

“…”

"Forget it, I can't talk. I'd better turn on the mentally retarded mode to talk to you."

"good"

"Hey, you're fine, do you know that mentally retarded is a swearing person?"

"have no idea"

“…”

"Huh, if the world is as pure as you, the world will definitely become a beautiful world, and there will be no more killing or death."

"Boy, I ask you, are there any heroes in your world?"

"Prawns? Yes, but very few. My father and I can only catch some shrimps every time. I haven't caught them a few times. However, the shells of the prawns are too hard and not delicious. If they are chewed hard, they will hurt when they poop."

“…”

"Suck, huh, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, big shrimp, no no, the hero means a knight, does the hero know? He holds a knife, a sword, a hero, a kind of heroic righteousness."

"Hey? I haven't heard of it."

"Oh, in this case, the possibility of being in the world of knights can be basically ruled out. Well... it shouldn't be ruled out. It seems that this fool doesn't know the hero."

"Then, is there magic in your world?"

"Then, do you have gods in your world?"

"Then, do you have dragons in your world? The kind of yelling fire-breathing, Transformers, Gundam, Alien, Hello Kaiti?"

The result was that the system that claimed to be Long Aotian became autistic. After asking a lot of questions, the final result was unjudgmentable. Who made Yang Feiyang never go to Changliu Village in his life?

The hero, immortal, god, Yang Feiyang really doesn't know what is in his world. In his eyes, he only has a few acres of land at home, two chickens, and the river that can produce delicious small fish.

In Changliu Village, there is no legend about extraordinary abilities, such as internal power, magic, and soul power.

"Okay, the mentally retarded mode is not suitable for you. Let's turn on the autistic mode. No matter in any world, it can accommodate flesh and blood. While you are still young and just use it to lay the foundation, just practice martial arts first!"

"I will engrave this martial arts secret book into your brain. You can practice it from the beginning. It's very simple. I'll help you change it to the fool mode. As for other things, after you determine your power system, let's talk about it."
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