Daxia Kingdom.

Qianshou Village.

The spring breeze is gentle, and the bright sunshine is shining on this village, but there is no trace of prosperity, and some are just endless coldness.

Spring is the festival of revival of all things, and vitality should have already filled this small village. However, within this village, what can be seen is only decline and desolation.

There are very few people in the village, but they are all young and strong men. Apart from a slightly old village chief, there is no one who can see at all.

This situation is very unusual.

You should know that in other villages, the left-behind people are usually the elderly. Except for busy farming and the Chinese New Year, most young and strong men will not return to the village.

Even if there are still some young and middle-aged people staying in the village, there shouldn't be too many in general.

But in this village, except for young and middle-aged people, it seems very inappropriate that no elderly person exists.

And the young and middle-aged people in this village all seemed very dull, and they seemed to be not very communicating with each other.

Just as the dead dusk air was still covering the sky above the village as before, a sudden scream passed through the sky, temporarily diluting the strange atmosphere lingering in the village.

"Everyone come and see. There is a person lying on the river at the entrance of the village. It seems that it is not from our village!" A young man carrying a hoe excitedly greeted everyone in the village.

Hearing this person's words, everyone in the village had their eyes lit up. They immediately threw down their work and rushed towards the entrance of the village.

Sure enough, on the edge of the river at the entrance of the village, there was a young man who seemed not too old to be lying there. Judging from his appearance, he must have fallen into a coma.

After the young and middle-aged people in the village looked at each other, an excitement flashed through their eyes.

"Hurry up, take that poor baby up!" A young man said with a slightly raised mouth and a strange tone.

"That's right! That's right! You can't let this kid ignore it, right?" someone next to him echoed.

As for the other people, they nodded in agreement.

"Then...who should pull that baby up?" Another question was raised in the crowd.

"this……"

The villagers present hesitated to this extremely simple question. When you look at me and I look at you, no one speaks out to take on this job.

Among them, some of the brains were a little more flexible, and their eyes turned suddenly and smiled at the young man who had first discovered the boy, saying, "You discovered him first, why don't you... you are tired, do the good guys to the end and salvage him?"

"No! No! No!" The young man waved his hands repeatedly when he was frightened, "I'm timid, don't scare me!"

Then, after calming down a little, the young man turned to the person who spoke before and urged him: "You have always been very brave, why don't you... go and give it a try?"

"Haha..." The man only left a sneer in response to this.

Just when everyone was talking but couldn't make up their minds, the oldest "old" village chief in the village finally arrived late.

The prestige of this village chief is still very large in this small village. Therefore, in the moment of his arrival, all the villagers shut their mouths and quietly waited for the village chief's resolution.

"Since we came to our village at this time, it can be regarded as the fate of our village. Saving... we must be saved!" The village chief directly decided to set the tone of saving people.

"But... how should we save him? You also know that in our village..." A villager asked the village chief for his opinion awkwardly.

The village chief glared at the man and said angrily: "It's not easy to save people? In this way, everyone will take out all the bamboo poles, brooms and other things in their homes, connect them with ropes, and try to hook the man back into the village, wouldn't it be better to do it?"

Since the village chief has spoken, the villagers below will no longer have any objections.

So, the villagers followed the village chief's instructions and made a long "pole" and tried to "elude" the young man who was lying on the water shore back to the village.

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In a coma, Xia Shouyi felt the rhythm of the water flowing through his body, as if he was soaking in the river.

Then, he actually felt a long, thick thing (pole) always poking on himself, which was very uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, he felt someone take off his wet clothes.

In the end, he seemed to have lie in a warm bed, and as for what happened next, he had no sense of anything.

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At this time, a villager who moved the young man into the village chief's quilt asked the village chief with some incomprehension: "Isn't it just that he can just sleep with a quilt? Why do you let him sleep in your quilt? It's so white that your quilt is dirty."

"You can't say that. Since you have said that he can come to our village at this time, it means that this is the fate arranged by God. Since that's the case, how can we not let him sleep better? You just put a quilt on your left and sleep, and it doesn't mean that you can't sleep in the future. Why are you nervous?" The village chief chuckled and said indifferently.

"That's the compassionate heart of your village chief!" The villagers quickly flattered the benevolent and flattered.

"How can I be compassionate? It's just... it's just to make me feel more at ease!" The village chief sighed, a little depressed.

After hearing the village chief's words, the villager was silent on the spot. After a while, he forced a ugly smile on his face and then offered to say goodbye.

The village chief nodded slightly and signaled to him to take his own wishes.

After the villagers left, the village chief walked to the bed, looked at the boy sleeping on his bed, and said with a complicated expression: "I hope... you don't hate me then!"

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Xia Shouyi had a somewhat nonsensical dream. To put it simply, he spent one yuan to buy a talisman from a vendor that was said to be able to get the blessing of luck after burning the kowtow. So, with the mentality of burning the kowtow to buy lottery tickets, Xia Shouyi bought the talisman.

However, after burning the kowtow, he didn't know whether he had received the blessing of luck. He only knew that after burning the kowtowtow, he felt a great terror, and then... he knew nothing...
Chapter completed!