In the middle of the deserted village, there is a small house made of black bricks and black tiles.
There was nothing in the hut, and the floor was paved with stone slabs.
Inside the house, whether on the walls, roof or on the stone slabs on the ground, there are many strange patterns and carvings carved on them.
Four children were sitting upright on the ground, but their eyes were moving around.
These four children are the same ones who were causing mischief just now.
Guandongliu, He Qing, Zhou Cheng, and Shaotian.
"Shaotian, why were they all let out and only us are still locked in?"
Kanto-ryu is the son of Guan Shanyue, the backbone of the village. He inherited his father's strong physique and became extremely strong at the age of four.
"That's because we are not ordinary children." Zhou Cheng chuckled. His father was Zhou He, Shaotian's adoptive father.
"Shameless, because we are the oldest among the four." He Qing pouted and hummed. She was the only girl among the four, and she had strong objections to the patriarch's treatment of her.
"I'm obviously the unluckiest person. I'm the youngest. Why are you still locking me up? It's not fair!"
Shaotian waved his fist angrily, making He Qing and the other three look at him with contempt.
"You poked the bird's nest, you roasted the eggs, and you ate three of the four eggs. Who cares if it's not yours?" He Qing said with disdain.
"So boring and so hungry!"
Shaotian stretched out, touched his flat belly, and sighed.
"How about we escape?"
Shaotian suddenly whispered, startling the other three people.
"You want to die? No one has ever dared to escape from the dark room!" Kanto Liu whispered.
"That's because they can't escape." Zhou Cheng looked around quietly, only the skylight on the roof had a faint light.
"You can run away if you want. I won't mess around with you this time." He Qing turned his head and ignored them.
"The door of the small black room is a heavy stone door. The switch is outside the door and cannot be pushed from the inside. If you want to get out, you can only go through the skylight." Shaotian tilted his head, lost in thought.
"Yes!"
"Xiao Guanzi, I heard that you lifted a forty-pound stone pier last time?"
Guan Dongliu was startled and nodded, "That was three months ago, and now I am a little stronger."
"Four years old, fifty pounds of strength, absolutely unprecedented in this deserted village. Dongliu, it's up to you whether we can go out."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shaotian. He Qing blinked and said, "Have you really thought of a solution?"
Shaotian raised his head proudly——
"It hurts, Shaotian, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore!"
After a long while, He Qing looked at Shaotian trying to climb out of the skylight in shock.
Among the three children, Zhou Cheng stood on Guandong Liu's shoulder, and Shaotian climbed on Zhou Cheng's shoulder. The three of them were barely three meters tall.
Afterwards, Shaotian and Zhou Cheng held on to the wall, while Guandong Liu slowly lifted Zhou Cheng's feet.
Shaotian actually reached the three-meter-high skylight.
"Not good, dangerous!"
Kanto-ryu's hand slipped, Zhou Cheng fell down, and the two of them fell to the ground.
"Shaotian!"
The three of them were shocked. Zhou Cheng ignored the pain in his butt and looked up, only to find that Shaotian had disappeared.
"Shaotian!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, I'll open the door right away."
The stone door buzzed open, and Shaotian secretly stretched out his hand from the corner, "Come out quickly!"
"Xiaoqing, are you leaving?"
He Qing bit his lip and finally ran out with Zhou Cheng and Guan Dongliu.
"You really have the heart to let me, a girl, stay in a dark room!"
He Qing was furious, and the three of them giggled.
"What should we do now?" Zhou Cheng touched his butt. He had fallen very painfully just now. Fortunately, he only fell on his butt.
"Hmph, that dead bird caused us to be locked up in a small dark room. I must give him some relief." Shaotian was angry. In his opinion, all this was caused by that broken bird.
"There's no way we can catch him."
"Don't forget, the chirping bird has a group of companions. You can't provoke them anymore."
When the three of them heard that Shaotian was going to take revenge on the chirping bird, their faces turned pale with fright.
"I can't deal with these broken birds. Come with me."
The three of them followed Shaotian, sneaked into their granary, and loaded a large bag of millet out.
"Shaotian, what are you doing stealing millet? If you are found out, my father will beat your ass." Zhou Cheng's hands were still trembling slightly until he walked out of the house. It was obvious that Zhou He was very strict in his mind.
"How much grain they wasted trying to drive away the chirping birds is nothing. Qing'er, I heard that your uncle secretly hid some spirits?"
He Qing did not expect that Shaotian would pay attention to his father again, shook his head and said: "No, those spirits are used by my father to make medicine and treat diseases."
"Just buy it when the wine is gone. Those chirping birds are so annoying, Qing'er, don't you want to take revenge?"
He Qing struggled for a moment, but was persuaded by Shaotian, and took Shaotian to her father He Ya's cellar wine warehouse.
Shaotian found the most inconspicuous wine jar, took it out secretly, and poured all the grain into it behind a grain pile.
As soon as the cloth on the wine jar was opened, a strong aroma of wine wafted out. The three of them felt dizzy, almost fell over, and suddenly woke up.
"This wine is so powerful, I almost got drunk just by smelling it." Shaotian was still frightened and did not dare to put his head on the wine jar again.
The millet had been soaked for two hours before the boy carefully fished it out and put it into a cloth bag.
"You show me the wind, and I will scatter the grains in the woods where the chirping birds live."
The chirping bird that lives on the big willow tree at the east end of the village is just a bird that breaks away from the group. Most of the chirping birds live in the nearby groves.
Shaotian scattered the grains in the open space near the woods, and hid behind the grain pile with Zhou Cheng and others to observe secretly.
Soon after, a group of chirping birds saw the grains on the ground and flew over.
Slowly, more and more chirping birds gathered there.
Soon, the whole bag of millet was completely eaten.
Plop...
A chirping bird prepared to fly, but fell to the ground.
Phew, flutter, a chirping bird had flown into the air and fell to the ground.
The chirping birds finally discovered something was wrong with them, but it was too late. They all fell drunk on the ground, their feathers were in a mess, they were full of drunkenness, and they were talking drunkenly.
"Zhazha!"
Only a few chirping birds that missed the chance to eat escaped. Not knowing what happened, they were so frightened that they stayed away from the place.
"We're going to have a big meal today!"
Shaotian, who has a huge appetite, learned to barbecue from the hunters in the village since he was a child, and soon a strong aroma wafted out from the east of the village.
The sleeping old patriarch sniffed, it smelled so fragrant and familiar.
The nimble-legged old man suddenly stood up from his wicker chair, breathing heavily. He was very familiar with this scent.
When he was young, he once roasted a chirping bird, and the smell is still unforgettable to this day.
Back then, hundreds of chirping birds retaliated against him, and some of them had already activated their spiritual intelligence. The Huang tribe was unable to take action against them. In the end, they compensated the birds with several bags of millet, and the tragedy was settled.
Now, smelling the fragrance of nostalgia, the old patriarch is drooling and worried at the same time.
"Li Huancuan, go and see which bastard dares to provoke those chirping birds."
The patriarch Li Wei shouted.
Li Huancuan ran over in a panic.
"Ancestor, Shaotian and those boys ran out of the small dark room."
The old patriarch suddenly sensed an ominous premonition and actually followed the scent and took action himself.
Seeing the numerous chirping birds all over the ground, the old patriarch's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
"Old patriarch, we have dealt with all the chirping birds, and we no longer have to listen to their squawking noises." Shaotian was carrying a roasted chirping bird, his mouth full of greasy food.
The old patriarch swallowed the saliva calmly. He could not embarrass himself in front of the younger generation. He pretended to be serious and ordered Hai Futian: "Go and call the elders over. Something big has happened. Those chirping birds that have opened up their spiritual intelligence have been killed.
These little things were baked and eaten."
Li Huancuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He knew better than anyone else how terrible the agreement between the Desolate tribe and the monster beasts was.
"Hey, how should I say good things to you?" Patriarch Li's eyebrows and beard were waving wildly, pointing at Shaotian and the others, and he was very angry.
After a while, Li Huancuan invited several elders over. After seeing the scene, he was immediately stunned.
"Second child, third child, fourth child, come here and have a try. I didn't eat enough back then. It's a regret for hundreds of years!"
Li Huanchuan was stunned, but he found that several old men were stunned for a moment, then they all rushed over and started to snatch the chirping bird from Shaotian's hand to eat.
"It's going to bleed anyway, so why not eat it to your heart's content." Patriarch Li's beard was greasy and he ate happily.