This is Mu Village. As the name suggests, living in a large mountainous area exists in the form of a village. The village is not big, with a total of about ten households and dozens of wooden and thatched houses.

If there is a village, there is a village owner. The village owner’s surname is Mu, and he is Mu Yaoyao’s father. Mu Yaoyao is twelve years old, and he has a sister, Mu Qingqing, who is five years old. Lin Jianan did not ask these questions, it was Mu who used bows and arrows to set traps.

Yaoyao took the initiative to tell him.

Mu Village is about 5 or 6 miles away from the meeting place. Even if Lin Jianan has an injury on his foot, it is just a matter of time. The girl who rarely sees outsiders is quite excited, especially Lin Jianan who is of the same age and has thick eyebrows.

Her eyes are simple and heroic, which gives her a sense of security. It seems that she doesn't communicate much with others at ordinary times, but she talks a lot at this time, and her chirping is clear and pleasant.

Lin Jian'an didn't say much along the way, but felt uneasy.

After all, I am not very old, so I don’t know if the village is a place where bandits gather, or the place is too small to accept me, or even my family and villagers. After all, under the threat of the barbarians, my family may be destroyed at any time, not to mention that there is a brother waiting for me in the mountains.

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Mu Feng was polishing his two-stone hunting bow when the voice of his eldest daughter calling him came from outside.

He gently put down the weapon that had been with him for many years and walked out of the house. The first thing he saw was the young man standing behind his daughter.

Simple, tall, with excitement in his eyes, he hesitated to speak. Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen what he looked like when he was young.

After a pause, he turned his head and stared at his daughter sternly and scolded: "What do I usually tell you? Don't bring people back without permission. If they are people from Qingfeng Mountain in the southwest, we will all be ruined. I will tell you in a moment

Go and teach the janitor Dafu a lesson, and I’ll give you a good look when I come back!”

Mu Yaoyao kept talking on the road, but now she was cowardly and silent.

Mu Feng turned to look at Lin Jianan: "Say it!"

"Uncle, my name is Lin Jian'an, I come from the north..."

"Wait a minute, Lin Jian'an? Your name doesn't sound like you're from the country? Did you flee from Jingzhao or Fengxiang? Are there people from the north?"

"He also has a name called Sha'an!" Mu Yaoyao shouted.

Mu Feng glared and said, "Shut up!"

"No, uncle, my home is not far from here. It's only 80 miles away. To the north is Qingling Village at the foot of Yongling Mountain. Further north is Pingyang. For more than three years, no one else has come except Hu people. We

There are not many people left in the village.”

"Then you came into the mountains to hunt?"

Lin Jian'an's eyes were a little red, and he choked and said: "The barbarians came again years ago. Many people died in the mountain villages to protect us. I want to go into the mountains to find a place for my family to escape and survive."

Looking at this half-grown child, Mu Feng felt a little uncomfortable. Thinking of what he had done for his family and the village, he was silent for a while.

Yes, Mu Feng is a bandit. He is the scout-like character in the Qingfeng Mountain in the southwest of Yongling, the largest bandit gathering place in Yongling. He is also the leader. He has been a bandit since he was fifteen years old. His father is also a bandit, and he has a lot of blood on his hands.

Young Master, I have killed barbarians, government officials, bandits, and ordinary people. But if you are not a bandit, you cannot guarantee the safety of your family and the village, and you cannot guarantee the peaceful life of the three villages in this area. Now it is happening.

These are troubled times, and no one knows how long they will last. How many more years can I work? Maybe there was an accident that day. What will happen in the village? The mother-in-law failed to live up to expectations and failed to give birth to a son. There is no successor to the career, and the village also has no one.

If there is no young person that he likes, he will not like Qingfeng Mountain, so he will not like him. Once he is no longer there, no one will work for the mountain, and the village will be destroyed and people will be killed, and he cannot talk about it outside.

Mu Feng walked back and forth for a few steps, then looked at Lin Jian'an and said: "It's night now. You may not know the situation in the village. The place is so big. Even though the top of the mountain is a bit flat and some crops can be planted, it can't feed many people.

I usually have to rely on hunting for supplies, and I have to cross the mountains to the east to sell goods to survive, so you can't come here in the village, and you can't let anyone know."

Mu Feng paused and then said: "You have the courage to go into the mountains and run so far at such a young age, just like when I was young. In this way, you can bring your family here. Remember, it can only be at your home.

People come, but there are conditions."

Lin Jian'an, who was already a little depressed, suddenly became excited and asked hurriedly: "What are the conditions? I can do anything!"

"Brother-in-law, you are my son. It seems that you also have some martial arts skills. I will continue to teach you and make you... a good man, yes, a good man!"

Before Lin Jianan could speak, Mu Yaoyao next to him blushed but did not say anything.

Lin Jian'an hesitated, "Uncle, I seem to have a daughter-in-law..."

"It seems like? Child bride, it seems that your family situation is pretty good, but these are troubled times. There are better and safer places than mine, but you definitely can't find them."

After saying that, Mu Feng's face hardened, and the air seemed a little tense.

"Don't think I'm threatening you, even if it's a threat, these are troubled times and the village is special. I have to think about everyone's safety. If you don't want to, you can't leave the village."

Mu Feng did not say whether to kill him or imprison him. Lin Jianan arched his feet, clenched his fists, and said nothing for a while. Mu Feng just looked at him indifferently and made no unnecessary movements.

In fact, Lin Jian'an had no idea about the so-called marriage, nor did he owe anything to the so-called child bride. It was just that the village could not accept other people, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. After all, he was a neighbor who lived with him day and night, and he was still a tenant who worked hard to raise him.

He is a human being and has feelings, even if he is the son of a so-called landlord.

Lin Jian'an thought again of his father, who should have been young but was already old, Jianyue, who was waiting for him to be fed. Hu Qi's gleaming blade dangled in front of his eyes.

He gently loosened his fist, and when he was about to agree, he felt a little humiliated. He hesitated for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were red, and he slowly knelt down on his knees: "Uncle, I promise. Thank you for allowing my family to come.

." Lin Jian'an lowered his head slightly and leaned over so that no one could see the teardrops falling into the dust.

Mu Feng lowered his head and stared at Lin Jian'an for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay, Yaoyao, you go clean up a room and show Jian'an around tomorrow."

Mu Yaoyao agreed, her face flushed, she looked at Lin Jian who was kneeling on the ground, said, "Are you still injured on your leg?", and pulled on Lin Jian'an's clothes to help him stand up slowly.

Mu Feng looked into Lin Jianan's eyes and said, "Do you like bows? My strongest weapon is the bow. It can hurt someone from a hundred steps away, and hit a copper eye within fifty steps. I will make you stronger than me!"

Lin Jian'an raised his head in surprise: "I like it. I dream of becoming a cavalry archer."

The sky in Yongling is very high, and the night in the village is so quiet. From time to time, the barking of dogs can be heard faintly, which seems so harmonious and rhythmic. However, there are so many lights that refuse to be extinguished. What are the people under the lights doing and thinking?
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