Titled 200 million years

This made him believe the sentence more and more: Everyone is not guilty of guilt.

The same is the Innate Eucharist, Ji Xia can grow up unharmed.

But as for Su Wanluo, her father was the Taifu, an extremely human minister, and he was still quite different from Piff, but he still couldn't escape this fate.

From this we can see that in another world where martial arts prevail, only strength is king.

All wealth and power are vain, like a blank sheet of paper in front of powerful monks.

It breaks with a poke.

...

After leaving the sunset mountains, Xia Xun was originally going to Zhongzhou to investigate the origin of the fan, and then see if he could find clues related to Grandpa Lu.

However, Su Wanluo said that what happened in the space of the cave will spread to Kyushu at the fastest speed, and the evil saint who lived ten thousand years ago is bound to cause a sensation.

If you go to Zhongzhou at this time, it is too sensitive, and it is tantamount to throwing yourself into the net.

So after they reached the southernmost tip of Qingzhou, they went east to Muzhou, and temporarily settled in Chujia Village in the mountains, planning to go to Zhongzhou again after the limelight passed.

The villagers of the Chu family are simple and isolated, like a paradise.

Xia Xun and Su Wanluo lived here for three days, and they found their childhood feelings.

Although the house here is short and dilapidated, it is very different from the tall pavilions in Gusu City.

But Xia Xun grew up in the mountains when he was a child, so this kind of place felt like belonging to him, and it also made him miss his mother-in-law and the others more and more.

This afternoon, Xia Xun and Su Wanluo went to the mountain at the east end of the village to chop wood. The sun came back soon after setting.

They are staying at Granny Wang’s house at the entrance of the village. Granny Wang lives by herself. Her wife died of illness very early, and her two sons also went to military service. They have not returned for many years, and occasionally write a letter. Report peace.

Xia Xun thought that they had stayed in Chu Family Village for a few days, so he went to the mountain to chop wood with Su Wanluo, and then put them in the space ring and brought them back.

Granny Wang is already very old and her legs are not convenient. If she goes to the mountains to chop wood, she is prone to danger.

The space ring was filled with dozens of loads of firewood, and he carried two loads on his back.

The firewood cut in the past few days should be enough for Granny Wang to use for a year or two.

After all, she is the only one, so it's cheaper to cook by fire.

As soon as Xia Xun and Su Wanluo came down from the mountain, many villagers greeted them enthusiastically along the way, without any intention of seeing them outside.

When they walked towards the village, they saw a group of children playing by the well at the entrance of the village.

"Okay, okay, now it's my turn to be a Kun raiser!"

Shouted a child with a pigtail.

"No way."

The other, taller, stronger child with a wooden sword in his hand shook his head vigorously.

"Why not? Didn't you say that you should be one person once? You have been, Ahuang, Amao, and Aguang. Now it's my turn."

The child with a pigtail said puzzledly.

"You're so fat, so what do you want to be a pig breeder?" The strong and tall child stood on a big rock and said condescendingly: "I think you are much worse than a pig breeder!"

"Hahaha."

As soon as he said this, the surrounding children burst into laughter, and a few even fell to the ground laughing.

"Woohoo."

The child with the braid sat down on the ground and cried aggrievedly.

Seeing this scene, Su Wanluo and Xia Xun looked at each other.

A meaningful smile appeared on the faces of both of them.

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Chapter 83 Some people have to find (make up yesterday’s ten thousand)

Su Wanluo walked to the crying child sitting on the ground, and put aside the two loads of firewood he was carrying on his back.

Although it was a girl's house, he was not much inferior to Xia Xun in chopping wood.

The woodcutter is also a kind of three hundred and sixty lines. She once chopped firewood in the mountains for a year and planted trees for a whole year.

She has cut down camphor trees, ginkgo trees, rhododendron trees, and kapok trees, and at the same time is proficient in seven or forty-nine cutting methods.

It is also cutting wood. She already knows how to cut down the tree as quickly as possible, and how to divide and bundle the cut trees.

After splitting a tree of the same size, her bundle can always be smaller than Xia Xun's bundle, which is to use the space arrangement to the extreme, leaving almost no gap.

At this point, even Xia Xun sighed.

"Aman, my sister gave you a sword that looks better than his hand. Don't cry, how about it?"

Su Wanluo squatted in front of the little fat man and said to him.

"really?"

The little fat man stopped crying immediately and looked at Su Wanluo expectantly.

"Of course it is true."

Su Wanluo said with a smile.

She drew a more regular one from the firewood, and then took off the hatchet hanging from her waist.

The hatchet was flying in the air, and the light of the knife flashed dazzlingly.

The sawdust flew across, and soon there was a lifelike sword with the word "Aman" carved on the hilt, which was the boy's nickname.

"Hahaha, my sword is bigger than yours, and better-looking than yours."

A Man played with this wooden sword in his hand, with a happy and content smile on his face.

"Aman, can we play the game of raising Kunren with you?"

A few other children immediately surrounded Aman.

"It's okay, but we have to say yes, everyone should be once, and no shame is allowed."

Ah Man said to everyone.

"it is good."

Everyone agreed.

In an instant, a bunch of children surrounded Ah Man and went to play by the stream, leaving behind the little boy who laughed at Ah Man for being so fat and only raising pigs.

He lowered his head to look at the somewhat crude wooden sword in his hand, seemingly unhappy.

Of course, Su Wanluo didn't give him another cut.

It can be cut, but it is not necessary.

"Fu, go and play with Aman and the others."

Su Wanluo walked to the little boy's side and bent down to look at him.

"but……"

The little boy named Ah Fu raised his head, looked at Su Wanluo's eyes, and stopped talking.

"Since you have agreed to be one person once, why are you shameless?"

Su Wanluo said.

"Aman..."

"What's up with him?"

"He is so fat, how can he be a Kun-raiser?"

"Why can't I be a Kunren if I am fat?"

"Uncle Hao said that the Kun-raiser is the kind of young man who is facing the wind with a jade tree and has a fairy qi on his body. A Man doesn't think so."

"Uncle Hao also listened to others. Maybe the Kun-raiser is actually a fat man."

"This...probably not."

Ah Fu said hesitantly.

"No matter what the Kun-raiser looks like, it shouldn't be the reason for you to bully Aman."

"We don't know what the Kun-raiser looks like, but I'm sure that the Kun-raiser must be a man who keeps his promise and stands upright."

Su Wanluo said.

"Really?"

Ah Fu lowered his head in shame.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Brother Xia Xun."

Su Wanluo smiled.

"Brother Xia Xun, is what Sister Wanluo said true? Is the Kun-raiser really a man of indomitable power?"

Ah Fu raised his head to look at Xia Xun and asked.

"Of course what your sister Wan Luo said is true."

"A person who does not stand without credibility means that if a person does not speak credibility, he cannot gain a foothold in the world."

"A person can't even gain a foothold in the world, how can one talk about becoming an independent immortal in the world?"

Xia Xun said to Ah Fu with the firewood on his back.

"I... seem to understand."

Ah Fu nodded with an enlightenment.

Uncle Hao said that immortals are the supreme existence and the symbol of all good.

"Now that I understand, go to the river and play with Aman and the others."

Su Wanluo slowly straightened up and patted Ah Fu on the shoulder.

"Yeah." Ah Fu nodded hard at the two of them, "Thank you, brother Xia Xun, sister Wan Luo."

Seeing his back running towards the river, Xia Xun and Su Wanluo smiled at each other.

The happiness and happiness of a child is as simple as that, a small wooden sword can be the source of happiness for his day.

Xia Xun felt that Su Wanluo's way of educating her children was very appropriate, and she already possessed the qualities and skills necessary for a good wife and mother.

If anyone could marry her, he would have a very caring life in the future.

Because she knows too many things.

Almost everything is covered.

She doesn't need to worry about her husband at all, she can arrange everything properly, which is reassuring and comfortable.

"Let's go, while it's still a while before dark, we still have time to chop the firewood and stack it up."

Su Wanluo carried the two loads of firewood he had placed on the ground again, and turned to say to Xia Xun.

"Ok."

Xia Xun answered, and then the two walked towards the village.

Not long after entering the village, I saw a young man knocking on the door from door to door.

The young man's name was Chu Haoren, and the children called him Uncle Hao, who was a messenger in Chu's village.

Because Chujia Village is surrounded by mountains and is remote, it is not convenient for villagers to go out on weekdays.

Uncle Hao usually goes out once a week, every time he pulls a wagon of wild animal fur, and some herbs from the mountains to the outside towns, and then exchanges some salt, oil, sauce, vinegar, and cloth candles and the like. The necessities of life come back.