The carriage staggered forward. Feng Yaohui sat in the carriage and looked at the withered scenery outside the window, with a smile on her face like a flower.
No matter where the hero came from, what was he going to do? She sincerely thanked the hero for saving their family and allowing her to relive the days of being with her relatives again.
Thinking of the relatives connected by blood, Feng Yaohui turned around and glanced at Adi, who was sitting on the other side. Even though he was fat as a ball, he was still holding a snack and sighed silently.
After returning to his hometown, Adi's exercise schedule must begin. In a few years, troubled times will come, and if you can't even escape, you can only become cannon fodder.
In her previous life, Adi had a chance to escape, but she was killed by bandits because of his physical condition. She may never be able to forget it forever. She shed tears of sadness many times when she dreamed back at midnight.
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After lying in the grass for three full days, Murong Feng did not feel bored even though he could not move at all.
The system takes care of everything you need to eat, drink, and take care of yourself. If you feel bored, the system will still chat with you. Moreover, the system will also project some scenes from time to time, allowing him to understand the world more thoroughly.
After three days, Murong Feng's sequelae were almost healed. At the same time, he learned more about the world. Compared with the previous period, it is finally not a complete darkness.
He got up from the ground, exchanged some medicine to recuperate his body, and after eating and drinking enough, he went into the mountain with the big knife in his hand.
As the distance got closer, Murong Feng saw the mission update projected by the system as expected.
The wishes of those who were killed by bandits still float in the mountains, hoping that someone can eradicate the bandits here, let these bandits die without a place to die, and avenge these innocent people who died tragically.
Murong Feng accepted this task without hesitation. Not to mention the generous reward, what he was best at was killing people! This kind of good mission that can be completed by killing people is most suitable for him.
Before he even entered the bandit's lair, he saw the interesting side. The two young men relied on their martial arts skills to defeat the entire bandit lair and knocked all the bandits to the ground.
When the bandits discovered that the two men had not killed anyone, they tactfully knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that they were forced to become bandits because of excessive taxes. From now on, they will definitely change their minds and be a new person, and never do such things like robbing families and homes again.
The two young men were moved. Should they let the bandits go? Then, they walked away triumphantly like little cocks, waving their colorful feathers.
The two people who walked out of the gate of the cottage did not know that the well-fed and strong bandits were resentful and unwilling, and looked like idiots.
There are also the desperate eyes of the poor people who are forced to the bottom by the bandits and work day and night who really can't survive. There are also some women who have a death wish and silently think about how to die easily so as not to suffer anymore.
The eight-year-old boy looked at this scene and smiled unexpectedly. After all, you are a young man and you don’t understand anything!
Look at the fatness of those bandits. Is it something that people who can’t survive can have? Such a person, just like him, would not be an exaggeration even if he were to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
Murong Feng looked at the women's clothes on her body, and finally thought of something she had ignored, and quickly changed her clothes.
By the time he came out of his hidden position, the two young men had already gone away.
In the mountain stronghold, the bandits who were knocked to the ground one by one finally breathed a sigh of relief and got up from the ground with distorted faces.
They kept anger on their faces and bullied the prisoners in the stronghold wantonly. Some people tore off the thin clothes of some women in public, preparing to commit an act of brutality that was worse than an animal in broad daylight.
Murong Feng looked at it from a distance and found that there were some more mission updates on the mission panel. He took a glance and accepted the task, whistled softly, and rushed in with the big knife in his hand.
An eight-year-old child rushed into the cottage, even with a big knife in his hand, which made people look down upon him. There was even a bandit who swung his whip and cursed unscrupulously.
"Little bastard, hurry up and work for me. If today's task is not completed, don't even think about eating."
What, a little strange
Who is familiar with this cottage
People die every day, and people are arrested every day. Who has the patience to remember everyone's face
As long as these people are obedient and do things obediently, that's all.
If you don't obey, you will be killed directly. Anyway, if there are more people, it doesn’t matter if there is one more or one less.
Murong Feng sneered and looked at the bandit with the whip with interest. He rushed forward with the big knife in his hand and chopped off the man's head.
Bright red blood splashed three feet high, and in the eyes of the bandits, the originally quiet village became lively again. They picked up their weapons, howled and screamed, and wanted to turn this ignorant little kid into a pulp.
Is Murong Feng afraid
No, he's not afraid at all.
These people were not witches or wizards and could not have any influence on him.
So, with an expressionless face, he held the big knife in his hand and killed the bandits one after another.
The eight-year-old boy looked like a murderer. When blood spattered, his face and clothes were wet. But Ren didn't pay attention. He stretched out his little hand and continued to kill.
The bandits who were still alive looked at the corpses and blood on the ground and were so frightened that they trembled all over. Some of the timid ones immediately clenched their weapons and ran away as if they were scared to death.
Murong Feng is not those two young men who are stupid and don't understand anything. Letting these people go is simply feeding a tiger into trouble. So he didn't even think about letting anyone go. Those who escaped were also caught up and killed.
When the last enemy was killed on the ground, he wiped his face again, quietly looked at his increasing points, and showed a satisfied smile.
The poor man, who was huddled in a ball and shivering with fear, felt shuddered when he saw this smile.
Where did this vicious person come from, to be so terrifying? Bathed in blood and still smiling so happily, it shows that he is not an ordinary person.
Some people are afraid, but some people feel there is hope.
A woman in tattered clothes stood out from the crowd, suppressed the panic in her heart and came to Murong Feng's side. She looked at the murderous Murong Feng with a gentle expression and said with a smile.
"Mr. Lang, if you don't mind, you can use this to wipe your face."
Murong Feng looked at a clean handkerchief that suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his head and smiled at the woman. Ignoring the anxious expressions of more people, he took the handkerchief directly and wiped his face roughly. blood stains.
After doing this, he looked at the woman in front of him with a low eyebrow and said.
"Thank you sister."
When the woman heard this, she waved her hands in panic and said.
"No, no, no, we should thank Lang Jun. If Lang Jun hadn't helped, we people would never have survived for long."
Murong Feng accepted the thank you without any guilt and gathered everyone together. Then, in the eyes of some people who were either panic or expectant, he asked loudly.
"What are your plans next? If you want to go home, go home. If you want to stay, I won't drive you away. But I'll tell you first. This cottage will be mine from now on. Since you choose to stay, If you do, then you have to listen to me. If you do one thing in front of me and another behind my back, don't blame the knife in my hand for turning against you."
The crowd was noisy, and one person started discussing in a low voice. They looked at each other and made an immediate decision. Those who dared to hesitate were persuaded to choose an option immediately. He was afraid that Murong Feng, who looked like an eight-year-old boy but actually looked like a little devil, would find them annoying and stab them directly.
In less than a cup of tea, the ordinary people who had been oppressed by the bandits were divided into two halves. Half of the people choose to stay, and half of the people choose to leave.
Murong Feng didn't care whether those people wanted to leave or not, he just waved his hand and let them leave. As for what will happen to them in the future, it depends on personal destiny.
When everyone he got along with had almost left, he suddenly discovered something strange.
Among the people who left, there were only a few women. And most of them are very young girls, protected by their fathers and brothers.
As for the group of people left behind, nearly 70% were women. They didn't even hesitate and chose to stay.
At this moment, the woman who just handed Murong Feng the veil came over with a smile on her face and said softly.
"Lang Jun, I and several sisters have prepared hot water, and I also ask Mr. Lang to come over and clean it."
Murong Feng would naturally not let go of such a good thing as taking a bath. He glanced at the other men and women who were handling the bandit's body and nodded happily.
The woman smiled and quickly started to lead the way, leading Murong Feng towards the bathroom.
Halfway through, Murong Feng looked at the woman in front of him and asked.
"Sister, why don't you go home?"
The woman trembled all over and began to sob softly in grief.
"Mr. Lang doesn't know something. Women like us who have fallen into a den of thieves will never be able to go home again, even if they endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden and survive."
Murong Feng seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing, and then asked.
"Why can't you go home? Do you have no family?"
The woman sniffed, resisted the urge to continue crying, and told the truth.
"Because we have lost our innocence. No one can tolerate us without our innocence."
Murong Feng tilted his head and asked again.
"Is innocence so important?"
The woman added: "Innocence is very important to us women. Without innocence, we can only die, or we may live in the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha for the rest of our lives."
Murong Feng suddenly remembered something, it seemed that men were superior to women in this world. Women in this era live in such a world. Not only do they have many restrictions, but their lives are also extremely difficult.
If you want to live a good life, you must have a good reincarnation or have a father and brother who love you. And even if this is the case, it is just much better than other women, and it may not necessarily mean that everything will go as planned.
He thought for a moment, nodded solemnly, and said.
"Then sister will live here with the other sisters, and live a good life with me from now on. As long as I am here, no one will make irresponsible remarks to the sisters."
The woman burst into laughter, turned around seriously, saluted Murong Feng, and said.
"On behalf of my sisters, I would like to thank you sir for your great kindness and for giving us a place to stay."
Murong Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Thank you, thank you. This is what I should do. This cottage is mine, and so are you. I will not let my people be bullied. By the way, sister hasn't told me your name yet, so I can't I keep calling her sister, sister, but I don’t know who it is.”
The woman smiled slightly and said.
"My name is..."
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In the slightly dilapidated old house, Feng Yaohui couldn't wait to express his thoughts at a family banquet.
- Troubled times are approaching, and it is better for the family to prepare early to face the next test. If not, he will become cannon fodder in troubled times and his bloodline will be cut off.
The old man glanced at Feng Yaohui in surprise and asked several questions in succession.
Even though Feng Yaohui was puzzled, he answered clearly.
Little does she know that she is completely different from what she was a month ago. Anyone with a little discernment can spot this.
After asking questions one after another, the old man clapped his hands excitedly and said with excitement.
"Okay, okay, God is wise, our Feng family has another witch."
Miko
A big question mark appeared on Feng Yaohui's head, and he immediately waved his hand and explained.
"Grandpa, I misunderstood. I am not a witch."
The old man was unmoved by this, but said firmly.
"No, you are a miko. It's just that your talents and abilities have been hidden in your body until now."
Feng Yaohui laughed dumbly and explained again and again.
"Grandpa, you really misunderstood, I am really not a witch. Look at me, I don't know anything."
The old man shook his head and said.
"You kid still doesn't know much. Someone as different as you is a miko. If you don't know anything, it means you are not a miko. Moreover, how could you not know anything? Otherwise, how could you answer me? Those questions.”
Feng Yaohui was choked by these words. He carefully recalled the conversation with his great-grandfather, and felt a little bad.
Many of those questions are things she should not and cannot know now. Moreover, the answers to some questions cannot be found in books. Only after experiencing some major events can we tell them.
Feng Xingzhi listened on the side, clapped his hands with the same joy, and said with a smile.
"Sister, you are so powerful, you must be a miko."
The old man touched his beard happily, nodded happily, and said with a look of approval.
"Yao Hui, your brother can see that you are different from others, you must be a witch."
Not only the old and the young, but other people were also very happy. It is a great honor to have a miko in a family, no matter how bad the talent is or how useless the miko is.
What's more, everyone can see that even if they don't know what Feng Yaohui's talent is, this talent and ability are not useless. She seemed to have had an enlightenment, suddenly becoming smarter than before, and able to skillfully handle things that even adults didn't know.
Feng Yaohui's mouth twitched, not knowing how to explain this matter. She returned from the past to the present and experienced life again. Otherwise, how could I be so responsive at this time
The old man didn't care what his great-granddaughter was thinking and made a stubborn decision.
"Since you are different, you must be a miko. You can't veto this matter just because you want to. You have to accept the gift God gave you. I will hire a miko in a while. Come back and ask the miko to teach you how to be a real miko. When the time comes, I can also take you out and show off, saying that I have a miko in my family."
Dad opened his mouth at this time and said.
"I originally planned to choose a husband for you in a few years, and let you become the mistress of the house as soon as you get married. But now it can't be done. As a father, I can only keep you at home and give birth to you. Find a son-in-law."
Bringing in a wife
Feng Yaohui thought of those concubines and concubines who felt resentful, and secretly clenched his fists. Many, many years ago, when she first married her husband, she didn't want to live a good life with her husband.
However, as women were brought into the house one after another, concubines and concubines were born one after another. As the royal wife, she cannot be jealous, but should treat those people like her sister and mother. Even if you are extremely disgusted, you cannot show it in public. Otherwise, all kinds of infamy will fall on her, and she will never be able to wash it off in her lifetime.
The simplest way for a woman to have two people for the rest of her life is to find someone to marry her into. Because it is women, not men, who are in charge at this time. If a son-in-law wants to take a concubine, it is absolutely against the law and morality, and must not be tolerated lightly.
In order to be able to stay at home, in order to be able to find someone to marry into.
She raised her head with a smile on her face, looked at everyone while sitting upright, and said.
"Grandpa is right, I am probably a witch. I would also like to ask Grandpa to help invite a witch to come back and teach me the rules and etiquette of being a witch."
Perhaps, she is not pretending to be a miko, but a real miko. If we can do it again, who can say that this is not a gift from God
The old man nodded happily and said.
"My child, this is the right thing for you. Don't let down the talent God has given you."
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After busy for several days, Murong Feng finally packed up the entire cottage. He is not one of those mountain bandits who actually degenerated into robbing and killing people.
There are fields in the mountains, and there are also products on the mountains. As long as they are managed well, they can always support a large family. The most important thing is that as long as he fulfills the wishes of this group of people, he can continue to obtain points one after another and exchange them for never-ending money.
Murong Feng's special characteristics were quickly discovered, arousing the admiration and suspicion of many people. In fact, it wasn't that he couldn't hide it, but that he didn't do it at all
After these days of popular science, coupled with the magical experience some time ago, he knew that there were all kinds of wizards and witches in the world. These little tricks on his own are not worth mentioning at all.
Under such circumstances, it didn't take long for someone to secretly guess that Murong Feng was a wizard. Because only a person like Wu could be so outstanding at such a young age and accomplish such a great undertaking.
Someone had the courage to come over and ask. Murong Feng did not admit or deny, but just smiled.
Everyone's imagination gave Murong Feng a stamp of approval as a wizard. They were certain that Murong Feng was a wizard.
Of course Murong Feng knew that he was not a wizard, but this did not prevent him from pretending to be one. Anyway, he is completely different from ordinary people, no matter how much he disguises himself, there will be flaws. It's better to pretend to be an omnipotent wizard, dispel other people's suspicions, and live peacefully in this world.
A few days later, Murong Feng looked at the group of people in front of him and regretted for the first time that he had pretended to be a wizard.
Look at them, both men and women, all shrouded in black cloaks, with all kinds of weird patterns painted on their faces. It makes people feel panicked just looking at them.
The most speechless thing is that this group of people claimed to be dark wizards and invited Murong Feng to join the ranks of dark wizards and become a member of the black wizards.