"My name is Aji, auspicious for auspiciousness." the middle-aged farmer replied calmly.
"You should know that I'm not asking for your name!" Luo Hongxiu said angrily. She felt that middle-aged farmers were by no means ordinary, and not only were they unusual, they might even be terrifying.
People who dare to speak out about the way of heaven are of course scary! Moreover, Luo Hongxiu's observation skills have always been good. For example, she noticed this ordinary middle-aged farmer running out of Luoji Valley, crossing the mulberry forest and crossing the stream. At least he ran.
Dozens of miles. But the middle-aged farmer showed no signs of panting, nor did he shed a drop of sweat. And the middle-aged farmer’s arm that had been pecked by a vulture had not been injured in this short period of time.
, has healed itself.
It makes no sense. This middle-aged farmer's physical fitness is very strong, even stronger than most warriors! This means that this middle-aged farmer's strength is definitely not weak, and he should also be a warrior. And Luo Hongxiu is even better
What was surprising was that she did not detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power or martial spirit from the middle-aged farmer.
She is a warrior and can hide her aura so perfectly that she cannot detect it at all. This means that this middle-aged farmer's cultivation is unfathomable and far above the true martial arts realm!
"Tell me, what is your identity? Are you from Dagan or Motie? What is your purpose in saving me?" Luo Hongxiu asked in a cold voice.
However, the middle-aged farmer did not answer her question, but said with a smile: "We're here."
"Are you here?" Luo Hongxiu was startled, then realized that he had entered the village and arrived in front of a small thatched cottage.
There was a very young and honest boy standing in front of the door. When the boy saw Aji, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said repeatedly: "Village Chief, according to your instructions, there are one hundred and two old and weak ordinary people left in Barbarian City.
Thirteen people and 62 children have all been brought back to the village, and enthusiastic villagers have spontaneously started to help them build new thatched houses to help them avoid the war and the coming cold winter."
Aji nodded in response and said, "Is there enough food?"
"The seeds you cultivated are very good, and the weather has been good in recent years. So even if the population of the village has doubled in recent years, there is still a lot of grain left, which is more than enough to feed another one or two hundred people." The young man replied.
Tao, his eyes became very bright when he answered these questions, and he obviously respected the village chief named Aji.
Aji nodded again, thought for a while and said: "If you have free time in the afternoon, take the time to bury those corpses in Silent Valley. The rotting corpses are prone to plague, so this is not good."
"I know." The young man responded and trotted away.
Luo Hongxiu watched all this quietly, but more doubts arose in his heart, because he noticed that the young man had said that all the old, weak and children in Barbarian City had been picked up, which meant that the people Aji saved were
He didn't just save her, but saved many people.
This shows that there shouldn't be many special reasons why Aji saved her. It seems that Tamcun is just doing good things.
But Luo Hongxiu couldn't understand such a thing, because according to her guess, Aji should be a strong man, and a strong man who could say that the world is like a cage should also be an extremely ruthless strong man.
who.
But the Aji that appeared in front of her now had nothing to do with the word coldness.
"Now you know who I am?" Aji asked with a smile.
"You want to say that you are just the village chief of the refugee village, and you have no special purpose in saving me?" Luo Hongxiu asked with a frown.
Aji was silent, looking at the vast rice fields, and said: "I am just a person who likes to cultivate seeds."
Luo Hongxiu vaguely felt that the seeds he was talking about were not just seeds in the rice fields, but were referring to something she could not imagine. But she obviously did not want to get too entangled in the issue of seeds, so she was silent for a moment.
Asked: "You just said that the world is like a cage, and struggle and survival are the ultimate games?"
Aji continued to be silent, but nodded.
"Then I really want to know why you can't fight. If you don't fight, how can you survive?" Luo Hongxiu asked sharply.
The world is cruel. All living creatures, even a weed, have to compete with big trees for nutrients underground to survive! So why can Aji not compete? Why is the refugee village so peaceful!
Just because the bandits have no profit, they will not attack the refugee village? Luo Hongxiu will never believe such a thing, because she has been killing for more than ten years and has seen many people immersed in killing.
For those people, their killing is not necessarily for survival, but they simply like killing! She herself was once such a person! Because only killing can make her feel at ease!
Has the refugee village never encountered such a pure evil person in the past hundred years? If the villagers really encountered disaster, how could they survive it?
The answer is obvious. The refugee village is very powerful! That kind of power is transcendent and not afraid of any wind and rain! It is so transcendent that all living things are fighting for survival, but Aji can calmly say a word of "no fight"! This calmness is also implicit
His domineering tone even made Luo Hongxiu wonder if Aji was a legendary warrior in the Martial Saint realm...
If this is the case, then everything makes sense. The terrifying and transcendent power that protects the refugee village most likely comes from Aji himself! That's why the refugee village can be so peaceful and calm.
Of course, it's also possible that there are more secrets hidden in the refugee village that she doesn't know about...
"Secret? There are too many secrets hidden in a small Kongsang Mountain." Luo Hongxiu's brows suddenly furrowed even more tightly, but she thought of the remains of the strong men in Kongsang Mountain, and couldn't help but want to hide them.
The ruins of Kongsang Mountain are connected with this mysterious Aji.
But she soon discovered that this series of connections had no reason or logic at all. In fact, she could not prove whether Aji had anything to do with the ruins of the strong man...
"Don't argue, just because I am useless and powerless." Aji looked up at the endless sky and said, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his tone.
"No power?" Luo Hongxiu chuckled, but her smile was more self-deprecating than Aji. Obviously in her opinion, if someone as mysterious and powerful as Aji, who even dares to speak out about the way of heaven, is useless, then
What are ordinary people?
"But, the seeds I want to cultivate will definitely be more useful and more powerful than me in the future!" Aji's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his eyes seemed to have penetrated mountains, rivers and streams, and crossed over
From an extremely far distance, I saw a boy who was only 16 or 17 years old.
The young man was carrying a broad sword and was heading north...
"The seeds...are they referring to hope?" Luo Hongxiu seemed to understand. She also raised her head and looked up at the sky, thinking about a certain existence standing outside the sky looking down at the heaven, earth and sky at this moment. There was a chill in her heart for no reason.
.
"Yes, there are many seeds in this world, but this most important seed is destined not to be a flower in the greenhouse. It can only show its sharpness after going through wind and rain, and even pierce the sky."
...
The conversation in the refugee village ended here. Luo Hongxiu deeply remembered these profound words. At least at this moment, she deeply remembered these words. It was just in the leisurely life of the future, in the peaceful life of the refugee village.
In the atmosphere, it is unclear whether she will forget it again.
The young man carrying the generous and heavy sword did not know these conversations. He just continued to travel northward. In seven days, he quietly escaped the investigation and entered Tianliang County of Motie Kingdom, and then passed away from Tianliang County.
Liangjun crossed six counties and arrived at the capital of Motie Kingdom, outside Yishui City, and took the initiative to face the wind and rain that came to his shop...
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone!"
Today, the wind along the Yishui River is also very cold, and across Yishui, there is Yishui City. It is said that a hundred years ago, when Motie Kingdom was not Motie Kingdom, and Yishui City was not called Yishui City, in the royal palace in the city
There lived a ruthless tyrant named Jie, who made the people miserable.
Later, the great swordsman Zhao Gongming drank a lot of wine with his friends, and then left quietly. He fought bloody battles alone, and finally stabbed the king to death... and the swordsman also died in the palace.
I really couldn't come back.
And today, Qin Feng also stepped through Yishui and entered Yishui City, and the final place he wanted to go was also the palace! And not only did he go, he also had to go back!