Volume 1: Artifacts from Heaven Chapter 8: Ten Thousand Wolves Gang
The village chief was worried that Yang Fengtian was too young to bear the pain of losing his mother, so he came to Yang Fengtian's house every morning to accompany him to prevent him from being alone.
In the early morning, just before dawn, the village chief came to the door of Yang Fengtian's house, opened the door, and called softly: "Xiaotian, are you awake?"
But I found no one responded, and after searching around, I found that Yang Fengtian was not at home again!
"I guess he went to his mother's grave again. How can his body bear it without rest for such a long time? Alas! This poor child."
The village chief came to Yang Yuehua's graveyard again and found that Yang Fengtian was indeed here. He saw Yang Fengtian sleeping on Yang Yuehua's grave!
"What a filial child! He's not afraid of catching cold, really." The village chief took off his coat and gently put it on Yang Fengtian.
Yang Fengtian felt that someone was coming, woke up, and rubbed his hazy eyes: "Grandpa, village chief, why don't you get more rest and get up so early?"
The village chief touched Yang Fengtian's head and said kindly: "Xiao Tianzhen is a good boy. I'm worried about you. If you do this for a long time, your health will be damaged."
Yang Fengtian patted his small chest and comforted him with a forced smile: "Don't worry, Xiaotian's body is in great shape!"
The village chief found a seat and sat down, and called Yang Fengtian softly: "Xiaotian, come here and chat with grandpa!"
Yang Fengtian sat obediently next to the village chief.
"Xiaotian, have you been blaming yourself? Are you blaming yourself for not buying the medicine?"
"Well, if I can bring the medicine back, then my mother will be saved! It's all my fault!..." Xiaotian patted his head and shed tears.
"Can you tell me what happened that day?"
Yang Fengtian told the story of meeting the evil young man that day and being thrown to Ten Thousand Burial Cliff, but he did not talk about Tengyu and Ghost Lao.
Perhaps because they didn't come out to save his mother, Yang Fengtian felt resentful and covered it up.
"Damn the evil young man, there are two wolves embroidered on the chest of his clothes? This seems to be the logo of the Wanlang Gang." The village chief thought.
"The Wanlang Gang? Is that evil young man from the Wanlang Gang?" Yang Fengtian gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, village chief, do you know where the Wanlang Gang is? Xiaotian will go find that evil young man to take revenge!"
The village chief held Yang Fengtian down and said: "Revenge? Do you know how terrifying the Wanlang Gang is? Not only do they have many people, but they are also ruthless. They harm the people everywhere. Even the lord of Quanshui City can't do anything to them. You managed to escape from death with great difficulty.
, If you let that evil young man meet you again, your life will definitely be in danger."
"What should I do? My mother died because of him. I must take revenge!"
"The Wanlang Gang is so terrifying. How can you take revenge on your own? Unless you become an immortal through cultivation. I heard that a cultivator can soar into the clouds and ride in the mist and kill hundreds or thousands of people with just a few strokes of his hands."
"The cultivators are so powerful. If Xiaotian wants to cultivate, he will not only kill the bad boy, but also destroy the Wanlang Gang and eliminate harm for the people!" Yang Fengtian had a firm expression, "You know, village chief?
Where can I go to learn cultivation?"
"Learning cultivation? I heard that every three years there will be a cultivation sect in Quanshui City to recruit children with cultivation talents. Grandpa doesn't know the specific time."
"Every three years, Quanshui City, the cultivation sect" Yang Fengtian memorized it carefully.
The village chief looked at Yang Fengtian's serious expression and frowned: "Don't think too much, I won't agree to your cultivation. Your mother just passed away not long ago and you are still young. I have to be responsible for your future! From now on!
Starting tomorrow, you will go up to the mountains to learn hunting with the uncles and uncles in the village. With your intelligence and physical strength, you will definitely be a good hunter in our village in the future!"
Although Yang Fengtian was very disappointed, seeing that the village chief was a little angry, he didn't dare to say any more! This chapter has been completed!