"So black..."

"Head hurts so much..."

“It seems there is light…”

The boy reached out and could vaguely see the outline of his arm. He held his right hand and his vision gradually became clearer.

The boy struggled to stand up and observe the surroundings. He was lying on the ancient wooden bed. The bedding was a bit old, but it was still clean. There was a unique fresh atmosphere in the room.

"You're awake." The old man beside him shouted kindly, but the boy didn't notice his nervous look.

"Well...what is here?" the boy asked weakly.

"This is a deserted village." The old man quickly replied.

The boy felt ache in his heart, and he felt that the name was extremely familiar, and he murmured: "Wilderness Village...Wilderness Village...", but he couldn't recall anything.

"We are located in the depths of the wasteland. Because it is too desolate, it is called a deserted village. The village is numbered in sequence, like our village, it is the 49th village." The old man moved a long wooden chair and sat by the bed, explaining in detail.

The boy frowned and made a "um..." sound from his mouth.

"Where did the little guy come from? When I found you, I lay in my field." The old man was obviously a little nervous when he asked.

"I don't remember." Yun Feng shook his head and said.

"Don't remember? What about the name?" the old man said in surprise.

"No...no...it seems that it should be Yun Feng." Yun Feng replied with his head covering.

The old man held his cheek and thought about whether there was a family named Yun nearby, but there was no clue.

"It seems that there is no surname from Yun here. Judging from your outfit, I think you are the young master of a big family in the distance." The old man pondered for a moment, and finally said almost convinced.

Of course, there is one thing that the old man did not explain. It is nearly five thousand miles away from the deserted village to the nearest town, and it takes several days to reach the horses raised in the village. This is the ideal situation of sacrificing the horses.

In this world, adults have about two feet in one step, three feet in square shape, three thousand feet in one mile, and three thousand miles in one mu. Therefore, the distance of five thousand miles is not far, at least he does not believe that such a distance can be crossed by a child alone.

At this time, the old man thought in his heart: Could this child be avoiding the pursuit of other big families? The accompanying person deliberately left it at his doorstep in order to protect the child.

If the storyteller really happens to him, it will be a great opportunity. If the family members come here through some means and fail to help the child grows up and find it back, they will definitely be grateful to him.

However, even if this is not the case, it is impossible to refuse to save you. Helping each other is the village style of a deserted village.

After all, hundreds of villages work together in this way to continue to this day.

The old man touched Yun Feng's white hair and comforted him: "Don't worry, child. Maybe something has happened at home and you can stay with me first. When things are done, you will definitely come back to pick you up."

"Yeah." Yun Feng, whose memory was broken, could not think of a better way. After all, it was the old man who woke him up, and it was impossible for him to harm him.

At this moment, a "gurgling" sound came from Yun Feng's stomach.

Yun Feng smiled awkwardly and his mood calmed down a lot.

"Haha, I've been sleeping for so long, so I'm going to prepare supper in advance." Yun Feng couldn't sit still, so he was curious to go out and took a look.

The door of the house faces a long street, and the ground of the long street is covered with scattered gravel bricks, which is supposed to be for the convenience of access on rainy days.

The sky was slightly dark, and there was a hint of light on the long street. Although it was weak, it seemed warm.

I don’t know where the long street extends. You can see several small hills not far away. On the mountain are terraced fields of the village, which is probably the means by which the villagers rely on for their livelihood.

"Mom, who is that big brother? He is so beautiful." said the little girl who was passing by at this time.

"What are you thinking about? Erya, I have been thinking about men since I was a child. Be careful to become the slutty fox in the next village when I grew up!" His mother scolded her severely, but she also caught a glimpse of Mo Yunfeng when she turned her head.

"Huh? When did Lao Zhang have a beautiful baby at home? I just feel a little sick?" the woman wondered.

"Ah...I..." Mo Yunfeng was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

"Oh, this is not Wang Xiaomei and Erya. This child is the child of my relatives in other villages. My parents want to go to Dacheng Town to have a way out, so they foster the child with me." The old man heard the voice and went out to explain with a smile.

"Oh, that's a waste of money to make a beautiful child, it's such a blessing."

"There is no blessing, but I'm going to suffer again."

The two looked at each other and said goodbye and left. Only the little girl was still angry and blamed her mother for being blamed for her for being unreasonably.

The old man patrolled around, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he helped Yunfeng back into the house.

"This won't work. Your appearance is so conspicuous. Some people in the village hate people from big towns. They have to prepare a new set of clothes for you." Lao Zhang said to himself.

"In this way, the food is hot, please don't be confused. I'll find someone to change my clothes. By the way, don't go out for the time being." The old man gave a reminder and then cleaned up and left.

Yun Feng sat blankly beside the stove, staring at the misty mist, and his face faintly reflected on the smooth pot lid.

"Am I beautiful?" He looked at himself on the pot, with starry eyes, white teeth, and white hair like fairies. He was indeed not like a mortal, let alone compared to the villagers in the deserted village.

However, the next moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the confused face, and his head tilted slightly, as if he was saying hello to him. Yun Feng was frightened and fell down from the bench, but after rubbing his eyes, he found nothing.

"A strange thing, is it my dazzled eyes? It's probably the sequelae of amnesia." Yun Feng said to himself, and left this matter behind.

Soon after, the old man returned and said with a smile: "I will be able to pick it up tomorrow morning. Fortunately, the materials have been prepared, but it doesn't cost much."

The lid of the pot was lifted and the heat was steaming. It seemed that it was time to come back.

Mo Yunfeng sipped in a small sip of hot porridge, while holding side dishes, showing a satisfied look.

"Little guy, can you still accept the taste?" Zhang Bo said while eating.

"Yeah! Very good." Mo Yunfeng praised.

Old Zhang choked on the porridge and said in surprise: "Well, I thought you might not be satisfied with my simple food. It is best if you are used to it."

Mo Yunfeng naturally would not be dissatisfied with this taste. After all, the taste I used to remember were all good medicines. Mo Zu purely prepared medicinal foods according to ancient prescriptions, and his skills were limited, so his taste was indeed not outstanding.

Yunfeng was really hungry for a long time, and when he heard Mr. Zhang say that there was still a lot of in the pot, he continued to eat bowls of bowls.

Uncle Zhang was also happy to see that he had no shortage of food at home, so he let Yun Feng eat his fill.

Although the village is called a deserted village, it is also compared to a large town. Although it is located in a remote location and does not have refined sea salt, the basic coarse salt is naturally not scarce. Therefore, although the ingredients for cooking are simple, at least the color, fragrance and taste are reasonable.

Eat and sleep well, the next day is a new beginning.

Yunfeng changed into the clothes that Zhang Bo went to retrieve in the early morning. The clothes fitted and the color was simpler. According to what Zhang Bo said, it was worn by his children before.

Although his clothes are ordinary, they cannot cover up Yun Feng's handsome face.

Uncle Zhang frowned, then had an idea and discussed with Yun Feng: "Little guy, if anyone is curious about your appearance in the future, you will say that you are sick, and you will become like this after a serious illness."

Yun Fengqing knew that Zhang Bo was considering him, so he agreed decisively.

"Okay, I'll go to the fields to clean, so you can stay at home." Uncle Zhang waved his hand.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll go with you. I'm idle at home, too." Yun Feng replied.

Uncle Zhang thought to himself that this child is so old and still can’t sit still. Could it be that the children of the big family are like this?

Of course he didn't know that Yun Fengshang was even less than four years old at this time, although he seemed almost ten years old.

Uncle Zhang was obviously unwilling to take this risk and said seriously: "That's not possible. The fields are not safe. Not to mention that you are not familiar with the roads, there are many accidents in the fields, such as wild beasts or even monsters."

"Monster Beast?"

"Before you lost your memory, you must have heard a lot at home. To put it bluntly, monsters are wild beasts that can practice. The mountains next to the village have been cleaned up, but the mountains in the distance are powerless. Sometimes there are monsters that sneak out of the mountains."

"What should I do in that village? Isn't this very dangerous?"

"There are patrols in the village, some are responsible for monitoring the mountain range, but their manpower is limited, so there are still fish that escape when scattered monsters sneak out. The patrols are also responsible for patrolling the mountains and villages, so it is still safe."

"It's so powerful, it can defeat monsters or something." Yun Feng said enviously.

Zhang Bo chuckled and said, "That's nothing. The monsters here are stronger than ordinary beasts, and they are not a threat to the experienced hunters."

"Then I will join the patrol team too!" Yun Feng said excitedly.

Uncle Zhang glared and thought to himself: Why is this child so naive? Is the patrol team playing tricks? It is not uncommon to lose arms and break legs, not to mention that if our lives are lost and our family comes to us again, how can we bear this anger?

"No! That's my job." Zhang Bo opposed it harshly.

"But it's boring to stay in the house." Yun Feng pouted.

Uncle Zhang slapped his forehead and had no choice but to say, "You go to the patrol team. If there is someone who transports goods from nearby villages, go and help. If there is no, you can chop firewood at home." After that, Uncle Zhang sighed. It is indeed impossible for the child to be stuck in the house.

Yun Feng finally became a little interested and agreed. However, when Uncle Zhang came back, he saw something else.

After all, it was early winter, and Uncle Zhang went to the fields to clean them on a routine basis, and he returned to the village soon after.

However, as soon as I approached the entrance of the village, I heard loud shouts.

"When I heard that it was Liu Laosan's loud voice, what were he shouting?" Uncle Zhang was surprised.

"Oh, can you hold on?"

"It's absolutely fine!"

"What a little monster."

What caught Zhang Bo's eyes was Yun Feng who was busy moving goods.

Yun Feng was carrying five or six sacks on his back, which made Uncle Zhang stare. After all, he couldn't bear the weight of this one himself, but Yun Feng seemed to be fine.

The other young people around were staring blankly, as if their jobs had been stolen.

The breeze blew by, and the clouds and winds walked like enclaves.

Only then did Liu Laosan notice Zhang Bo and said excitedly: "Lao Zhang, where did you pick up the little monster? What a freak, I'm afraid this strength is not even greater than mine."

A cold sweat appeared slightly between Zhang Bo's forehead and hurriedly explained: "This is a disease! It's not long-lasting because I've eaten something bad."

Unfortunately, the result could not be changed. No matter how Uncle Zhang explained, Yunfeng's reputation in the neighboring village gradually spread.

"The delivery boy in Forty-nine Village is not only born with divine power, but also beautiful, but he doesn't have a long life after getting a strange disease, which is really a pity!" This is a consensus among the villagers.
Chapter completed!