Gao Zhengyang carried a horizontal knife and walked out of the gate of the sacrificial hall with a smile on his face.

Yue Qingxue was still cleaning the door. When she saw Gao Zhengyang coming out alone, she stopped in her hand and looked up at Gao Zhengyang. Her blue eyes were full of searching.

She didn't need to speak, and her eyes could express her thoughts clearly.

Gao Zhengyang didn't want to hide it from the girl anymore. He said directly: "Xiaoyue, I'm back on my mind. This time I came here to divide the property with my uncle."

Gao Zhengyang nodded to the black pig tied not far away, "The knife and the black pig belong to me, haha, I will treat you to meat at noon."

"Need not."

Yue Qingxue hesitated for a moment, shook her head and refused Gao Zhengyang's invitation. Gao Zhengyang was still stupid in the morning, but after a while he recovered his mind, which made her a little unacceptable.

But she is introverted and deep-minded, and she never expresses her thoughts on her face, let alone question her.

"Don't be polite..." Gao Zhengyang said sincerely: "I have no friends, come here at noon."

Yue Qingxue shook her head and whispered: "You are cured of illness, and I feel relieved to be able to take care of myself."

Her voice is cold and always gives people a sense of coldness and alienation.

Gao Zhengyang had untied the rope to tie up the pig. He took the wooden stick and twitched it on the pig's butt, and drove the pig forward.

After walking a few steps, Gao Zhengyang turned back to Yue Qingxue and said, "I have dinner at Lao Cangtou's house at noon, see you all."

As he said that, before Yue Qingxue could refuse, Gao Zhengyang had already rushed the black pig to leave.

Yue Qingxue looked at Gao Zhengyang's figure as he was leaving and found that his spine was straight. A small change made him stand up straight.

Even if he is not tall enough, he looks a little more confident. It is completely different from the dementia boy.

Gao Zhengyang's words "Seeking Up" were something she often said to Gao Zhengyang when she was a child.

When Yue Qingxue thought of this, her heart became softer.

"Since he has recovered from his illness, I should have a good talk with him." After thinking for a while, Yue Qingxue finally found a reason to go for a meal, and she felt much more relaxed.

Gao Zhengyang held a knife in one hand and drove a pig. He attracted a lot of attention on the road.

The Tielin tribe is not big. As the only fool, Gao Zhengyang is very well-known in the Tielin tribe.

"Fool, where did your knife come from?" Several teenagers followed and looked for a while, and finally a squinting boy couldn't help asking.

Gao Zhengyang glanced at the boy but didn't say anything. The other party's slanted eyes were dripping around, and he didn't make any idea at first glance.

The boy who was ignored by a fool and looked a little embarrassed. He also saw that there was no one else following Gao Zhengyang, so he was brave.

"Hey, I'm going to ask you something, fool." The squinting boy blocked Gao Zhengyang's face and asked fiercely.

"You are a fool, your whole family is a fool."

Gao Zhengyang doesn't want to be as good as a little brat, but he can't be spoiled by such people.

"Fuck you," the squinting boy did not expect Gao Zhengyang to speak again, and felt particularly embarrassed in front of several companions.

Gao Zhengyang used to be stupid and would not resist without being beaten or scolded.

The squinting boy was used to beating and scolding, and in anger, he raised his hand without thinking and hit him.

"Bang..."

Before the squinting boy's hand could touch Gao Zhengyang, the scabbard of Gao Zhengyang's right hand had already been thrust into his face.

The horizontal knife weighs more than ten kilograms, and the scabbard is made of high-quality ebony. Although Gao Zhengyang held his strength, the scabbard also made the face of the squinting boy swollen and he was stunned.

"Ah," the boy was stunned for a moment, and then screamed. He was shocked and angry, covering his face and shouting: "My dad has never hit me, you dare to hit me. Brothers come and beat him to death. I will bear it if something happens!"

The squinting boy's father is a second-level warrior and is very famous in the Tielin tribe. The squinting boy relied on his father's power to win over several people and often steals a lot on weekdays.

With his throat, several other companions were embarrassed to watch.

Besides, it’s not easy to hit a fool. Just be careful not to beat him to death.

You know, his aunt, Madam Lin, is a tough person. If you really kill him, everyone will be in trouble.

Several teenagers were half a head taller than Gao Zhengyang. A few people surrounded him and blocked Gao Zhengyang in the middle.

The squinting boy shouted excitedly: "His knife is good, let's grab it and play..."

"I'm in a good mood, don't mess with me. I'm angry, even afraid of myself..."

Gao Zhengyang said seriously.

Several teenagers couldn't help laughing. This fool changed and his words became even more ridiculous.

"You stupid, silly"

The tallest and strongest boy cursed and took the initiative. He was also afraid that Gao Zhengyang would fight back, so he raised his hands to protect his face.

Gao Zhengyang was so amused that he was so happy that the other party's face was protected, but what's the use of being wide open with his chest and abdomen?

The young men here have practiced martial arts, but they have no actual combat experience. Even if they are much stronger than Gao Zhengyang, they can only get beaten in front of him.

Gao Zhengyang shook his head for a moment, and the other party hurriedly shrank. Gao Zhengyang's scabbard sank, pointing out the man's weakness.

"Uh," he couldn't breathe, his face turned red, and he stood there motionless.

Gao Zhengyang took the opportunity to move forward a few steps, bypassed the man, and stabbed the scabbard back again, stabbing a young man in the heart.

After being hit hard, the young man burst into tears and snot, and he slowly knelt down while covering his chest. The pain he had never tasted before defeated his fighting spirit.

There was still a young man who was intact, but he looked at Gao Zhengyang with a look of haunting expression and dared not take action anymore.

The squinting boy shouting next to him was also stunned and could not scream.

Gao Zhengyang said with a fierce look on his face: "From now, I will beat you once when I see you. Now, get out of here."

Several teenagers were even more stunned. When did the fool become so domineering?

Gao Zhengyang raised his scabbard and slapped the squinting boy's face, "I'm not leaving yet, it hurts if I hit him, right?"

The squinting boy screamed again, turned around and ran away quickly. The fool was so weird today, he was really scared.

The other teenagers also rolled and crawled and ran away in a panic.

He taught a few teenagers a lesson, but it had no effect on Gao Zhengyang at all. He was bullied by others. Gao Zhengyang did not like to bully people, but he did not like to be bullied even more.

In his previous life, he was a warrior, he only valued the results and never minded the means.

When Gao Zhengyang taught a lesson to a few teenagers, there were many people around him watching the fun. Everyone was amazed at Gao Zhengyang's changes.

Many people are jealous of Hengdao, but no one dares to rob it in broad daylight.

Gao Zhengyang beat several teenagers again. The other teenagers did not dare to do anything randomly.

Lao Cangtou's house is not far from the sacrificial hall. Gao Zhengyang soon arrived at the place.

Lao Cangtou is a yard surrounded by wooden boards. The gate is half-closed, and you can see someone moving in the yard.

"Old Cangtou, business is coming."

Standing under the willow tree in front of the door, Gao Zhengyang shouted loudly.

"Are you Gao Xiang's son?" Old Cangtou heard the shout and walked out of the yard slowly. When he saw Gao Zhengyang, a trace of doubt appeared on his dark old face.

Although he rarely went out, he also knew that Gao Xiang's son became a fool. At that time, he sighed quite a bit.

"Yes." Gao Zhengyang answered casually and said, "Old Cangtou, I'm here to kill pork and stew it. I'll give you a hind leg as a reward."

Although the other party called Gao Xiang's name and looked like an elder, Gao Zhengyang would not care. If he was Gao Xiang's friend, he would not be watching him suffer.

Gao Zhengyang is not blamed for him, everyone cares about each other, that's right. But when you have to do business, it's boring to show off your elder style again.

Old Cangtou looked at the black pig and muttered in his heart, "Don't not stolen by this fool."

But after thinking again, this is not a fat meat delivered to the door. If there is really something, I can't find it on his head.

"Come in and talk." The old Cangtou greeted Gao Zhengyang and entered the yard, looked around the pig and said, "I can help you, but one hind leg is not enough."

Gao Zhengyang looked at the old man with a smile, "It's not just you who can kill pork braised pork. It's just a hind leg. If you don't want to, just forget it."

"I'm for your own good, too." Old Cangtou hurriedly explained, "You are young and the pig is unknown. After going to another family, you will take at least half of it."

Gao Zhengyang pointed to his temple and said, "My brain is already well-behaved. This pig was divided into different families. Besides, what does it have to do with you if you are unknown!"

Lao Cangtou was a little embarrassed when he was said, but fortunately his face was dark and full of wrinkles, so he couldn't tell anything.

He explained embarrassedly: "Don't I don't know. Your brain is a great thing. If your father knows the Spirit of Heaven, he will definitely be relieved."

"It's not certain whether he dies or not. It's not good for you to say that."

Gao Zhengyang couldn't stand the old man's old appearance and spoke without hesitation.

Lao Cangtou became even more embarrassed. Gao Zhengyang said again: "If you don't want to, I will go find Lin Cuzi."

Gao Zhengyang also considered that pork was difficult to store, so he wanted to make braised pork in Lao Cangtou and eat it for a few more days.

Making braised pork is not a unique skill. Many people in the Tielin Department can make it. But they don’t have spices and old soup, so they can’t make that taste. If Lao Cangtou is too greedy, he will change to another person.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Old Cangtou was also afraid that Gao Zhengyang would run away, so he quickly patted his chest and agreed, looking loyal, "Your father and I are old friends, so we must take care of you."

Gao Zhengyang was a little helpless. Old Cangtou was so old and still couldn't be a human being. He was so clear about what he said, and he still had to force his favors.
To be continued...