Liu Feng was seen dragging a raft behind him, with many wolf corpses lying horizontally and vertically on the raft.
Liu Feng wiped the blood off his face and smiled, "We have meat to eat. This will be enough for us to eat for a long time."
The farmer swallowed and hurried forward to help tow the raft.
Under the night sky, beside the stalk fire, a scent of meat wafted out.
“Smells so good!”
“It smells like meat.”
Many farmers looked over here in great surprise. However, there were many people in the village who had not eaten for several days like this farmer. Liu Feng and the farmer delivered the cooked werewolves to every household. This night was not too cold. No matter how cold the wind was, their hearts were still burning with passion.
"Young man, you are a good man!" The farmer smiled foolishly at Liu Feng.
Liu Feng also smiled and said, "You are also a good person."
The two smiled as they knew each other, and were both inexpressibly happy at having done a good deed.
The farmer's name was Chen Gensheng. He had no father, no mother, no wife, and no children. He was alone and made a living by farming for the landlord. When the harvest was good, the grain he grew was barely enough to make ends meet. When the harvest was bad, the grain was only enough to pay the rent to the landlord.
Liu Feng decided to stay at Chen Gensheng's house. On the one hand, he could practice flying knives and left-hand swordsmanship in peace in this village. On the other hand, he could help Chen Gensheng with farm work. Liu Feng also understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch and that only through hard work can one have food to eat.
***
During the cold winter, Liu Feng would go into the mountains to hunt every now and then. His only weapon was a small flying knife, but it was difficult for anything flying in the sky or walking on the ground to escape the attack of the flying knife.
On this day, Liu Feng, like usual, walked towards the not-too-far mountains with his flying knife, full of joy and anticipation.
"Brother Feng, thank you for your meat!" A girl's soft voice suddenly came from behind.
Turning around, he saw the girl standing behind Liu Feng, trembling slightly, and looking at Liu Feng with grateful eyes.
"What are you thanking me for? We are all neighbors, and we should help each other."
"Without your meat, my grandmother and I would starve to death."
The girl's name is Yuan'er. Both her parents died when she was young. Now she depends on her grandmother. It is difficult for the old and the young to survive in such an environment because they are both unable to work. Chen Gensheng told Liu Feng about the situation of Yuan'er's family. That is why Liu Feng would deliver meat to Yuan'er's house every day.
"Haha, that's what we should do. I'm leaving first." Liu Feng smiled foolishly. He didn't know why, but when he saw Yuan'er's young face, Liu Feng always felt his heart beating faster. That feeling was very wonderful.
From then on, whenever he passed by Yuan'er's home, Liu Feng could not help but look at Yuan'er a few more times. The moment he and Yuan'er looked at each other, a sweet feeling would arise in his heart. He didn't know how long it took before he actually liked this feeling, and sometimes he would deliberately look at Yuan'er a few more times.
After the cold winter, early spring follows. Spring is the season for sowing. The village seems to have come alive overnight, and everyone seems to see hope.
During the day, Liu Feng followed Chen Gensheng to work in the fields, and at night he practiced flying knives and left-hand swordsmanship in the yard.
The flying knife has become a part of Liu Feng's body. Liu Feng himself doesn't know what level his flying knife has reached. In short, both the speed and strength have been greatly improved compared to before. He himself doesn't know why, but the internal strength in his body is getting stronger day by day. Once, he could even shoot through three wild boars with a flying knife.
“Whoosh…”
The flying knife was left with only a black shadow in the moonlight, and the black shadow passed by the flying knife and disappeared into the night.
"Liu Feng, why are you shooting randomly? What if you hit someone?" Chen Gensheng couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene.
Liu Feng laughed and said, "Why would I shoot randomly?"
Liu Feng made a leap and jumped into the distant night. Liu Feng picked up the flying knife shot by Fang Cun, on which hung a bat.
The bat was roaming around in the dark, its position constantly changing. Liu Feng shot it to death with just a casual throwing of the flying knife. This was really incredible.
Chen Gensheng was stunned. He couldn't help but shout, "I didn't expect that a martial arts master would come to our house."
Liu Feng said: "Don't say that. I'm not from the martial arts world. I'm just a villager here like you."
"Okay, okay, you and I are my long-lost son. With a son like you, what do I have to worry about in the future?" Chen Gensheng was very happy.
"What are you two talking about, father and son? You seem so happy?" Yuan'er came over from a distance and said with a smile.
Liu Feng asked Chen Gensheng to tell outsiders that he was Chen Gensheng's long-lost son. In the entire village, everyone, including Yuan'er, believed that they were father and son.
Liu Feng said: "No, nothing? Why are you here?"
"I'll practice swordplay with you."
"Practicing sword?" Liu Feng was a little confused, but when he looked closely, he found the sword in Yuan'er's hand. It was a decent bamboo sword.
"Did you do this?" Liu Feng was a little excited.
"Well, I made it. Look, do you like it?" Yuan'er stared, expecting Liu Feng's answer.
At this moment, Chen Gensheng suddenly interrupted and said, "Yuan'er, is your grandma feeling better recently?"
"Dad, her grandmother is much better now. Why don't you go and see her?"
Liu Feng's words were meant to get Chen Gensheng away, but Chen Gensheng was also an intelligent man, so he nodded and left.
Yuan Er looked at Chen Gensheng's back and couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Feng, tell me, do you like it?"
"I like it, I like it very much!" Liu Feng took the bamboo sword, looked at the finely crafted bamboo sword, his face was full of smiles, after staring for a moment, he started to practice martial arts. He held the sword with his left hand, and his left-hand sword techniques were not proficient or coherent, but he practiced according to the sword manual. He believed that one day he would become a famous left-handed swordsman like his father.
"Brother Feng, your swordsmanship is so unique and powerful!" Yuan'er clapped her hands in praise.
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Is it amazing? Why don't I think so?"
"Brother Feng's swordsmanship is very powerful." Yuan'er looked at Liu Feng and smiled sweetly.
Liu Feng was practicing sword in the courtyard, while Yuan'er was watching him intently. Both of them felt a sense of happiness in their hearts at this moment, and they both hoped that it could continue like this forever.
"It's getting late, you should go back." Liu Feng suddenly stopped and said.
"Oh? I'll come again tomorrow night!" Yuan'er suddenly turned around and left. Looking at Yuan'er's back, Liu Feng felt indescribable beauty in his heart. After a moment, Yuan'er suddenly turned back, and she seemed to be holding something in her hand.
"Brother Feng, this is for you!"
"Flying knife? A flying knife made of wood?" Liu Feng was a little surprised. Yuan'er was holding a flying knife made of wood. From the appearance, the wooden flying knife was almost exactly the same as the real one.
"I forgot to give you this just now. You must take it with you wherever you go. It is me, and I will always watch over you." After saying this, Yuan'er turned and ran away. She came quickly and left quickly.
Holding the wooden flying knife, Liu Feng stood there and grinned foolishly. He grinned for a very long time, and he didn't seem to notice when Chen Gensheng returned home.
***
From that night on, Yuan'er would come to Liu Feng's place every night and watch Liu Feng dance with the sword every night. Liu Feng asked her if she would be bored just watching like that. She said that as long as she could just look at Brother Feng she would not be bored. She also said that as long as she was thinking about Brother Feng in her heart she would not be afraid of any difficulties.
A year passed, and it was early spring again. Liu Feng was one year older, but he had obvious changes this year. The little boy before had become a big boy. He was now the tallest in the village, and he had the strongest physique in the village.
Yuan'er also grew from a bud about to bloom into a little flower ready to blossom. In the yard, Liu Feng and Yuan'er looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Without saying a word, they knew what the other was thinking.
At night, Liu Feng and Yuan'er sat back to back on the edge of the field, gazing at the stars.
Yuan'er said slowly to the sky: "The stars in the sky are so beautiful. I heard from the old people that each star in the sky represents a person. When a star falls, a person will die."
Yuan'er's words suddenly reminded Liu Feng of Yuan'er's critically ill grandmother, so he asked, "Is your grandmother feeling better?"
"My grandmother is over 80 years old. She has suffered a lot over the years?" Yuan'er stopped talking here. Liu Feng could feel tears welling up in the corners of Yuan'er's eyes.
Liu Feng looked at the sky and said, "I heard from the old people that when people die, they will become stars in the sky. The light of the stars is the eyes of those who have died. They are looking at the people they care about. Although their bodies have left, their hearts are always here."
Yuan'er didn't say anything, but just looked at the sky quietly.
"Dad, Mom, Master, are you also watching me from that faraway place?" Liu Feng muttered to himself while looking at the starry sky.
***
A few days later, Yuan'er's grandmother passed away.
Liu Feng and Chen Gensheng helped Yuan'er deal with her funeral. The whole village knew about the relationship between Liu Feng and Yuan'er, and now all they had to do was get married. However, Yuan'er's grandmother had just passed away, so it was not appropriate to get married at this moment.
"Yuan'er, shall we get married?"
"No, my grandma's body is still warm. Me?"
"I mean, after you've finished your mourning period, we can get married."
Yuan'er nodded and said nothing. She was both happy and sad. She was happy to be with Liu Feng, but sad that her grandmother, whom she depended on for everything, was no longer in this world.
"This is my betrothal gift. I will use my flying knife to protect you for the rest of my life." Liu Feng handed over a flying knife. The small flying knife was engraved with the names of Liu Feng and Yuan'er.
Yuan'er held the flying knife tightly to her chest, nodded heavily, then turned and left.
"I will bring you home in a sedan chair carried by eight people!" Liu Feng shouted as he looked at Yuan'er's back. In the past year, Liu Feng had earned a lot of silver from the wolf and fox skins he had hunted in the mountains, which was enough for him to marry Yuan'er in a sedan chair carried by eight people. That year, Liu Feng was eighteen years old and Yuan'er was seventeen years old.
***
"Oh no, oh no." Chen Gensheng shouted in the yard.
Liu Feng, who had just come down from the mountain, felt a little puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"Yuan'er, Yuan'er she, she?" Chen Gensheng said something intermittently.
"What's wrong with Yuan'er?" Liu Feng's face suddenly turned serious and he looked extremely excited.
"She, she was taken away."
Liu Feng suddenly yelled, "Who took him away?"
Chen Gensheng said: "Her uncle in the city."
Liu Feng had heard Yuan'er say before that she had an uncle in the city, but her uncle was a gangster in the city. Even when her grandmother was seriously ill, her uncle had never come to visit. Now that Yuan'er was captured by her uncle, she must be in great danger.
Liu Feng couldn't wait any longer. He put down the wild rabbits he had hunted in the mountains and hurried to the city. However, halfway there he realized that he didn't know the name of Yuan'er's uncle at all, and the city was crowded with people. Where could he find him
(End of this chapter)