On a clear autumn day, in a remote mountain village, more than a dozen strong men were harvesting ripe rice in the fields, while several children were playing and harvesting the rice.

Lin Xiaofei didn't play around; instead, he diligently harvested the rice while pondering the matter.

I've traveled through time.

Fifteen days have passed, and he still finds it hard to believe.

In fifteen days, he gained some understanding of the world.

According to the villagers, the elderly often sit under a big tree in the village and chat about the past. When Lin Xiaofei was playing nearby, he overheard a lot of information.

This world has bandits, mountain bandits, powerful wild beasts and strange creatures in the mountains, and cultivators.

Lin Xiaofei didn't believe it at all, because the old people in the village had never seen a cultivator before; it was just hearsay.

However, according to the information left in his mind, the reason for his death was that while playing in the fields, a snake-like beast suddenly rushed out from beside him. He was very timid and scared himself to death.

Could a single snake scare you to death?

Lin Xiaofei felt that his predecessor was too timid and shook his head slightly.

But thinking about it, it's normal. A little kid would be scared if he suddenly encountered a snake as thick as a fist.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Lin Xiaofei bent over, holding a ripe stalk of rice in one hand and a sickle in the other, cutting the rice stalks one by one, listening to the sound of the sickle cutting through the rice.

Whew!

The autumn wind blows, bringing a cool breeze that invigorates the spirit.

"Huh? What's that?"

Lin Xiaofei was bending over to cut rice when he vaguely saw a dark shadow rushing quickly from the rice in the field.

Suddenly, it dawned on him that his predecessor's death was related to that snake-beast.

The small rice paddy was surrounded by nothing but ripe rice.

Lin Xiaofei's expression changed as he peered through the gaps in the ripe rice growing in the field.

A black serpent beast, at least five meters long and as thick as a fist, was rushing towards him, its tongue lolling out and its movements faster than an adult running.

Lin Xiaofei's head went numb, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Holy crap, did the snake beast have a grudge against my predecessor?"

At that moment, he was frightened. An extremely dangerous signal came from his mind, making him move.

Snake-beast?

Danger?

run?

In an instant, Lin Xiaofei reacted, gripped the sickle in his hand, turned around and ran as fast as he could, afraid that the snake beast would catch up with him and bite him.

He wasn't afraid of the snake beast at first, but he was too small and his strength was limited, so he was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it.

"There's a snake!"

After running for more than ten steps, Lin Xiaofei turned his head and saw the black snake chasing after him at top speed. Seeing that the snake was about to get close to him, fear rose in his heart, and he shouted loudly.

As he ran, he turned his head to see the snake rushing towards him. The snake opened its mouth, revealing two snow-white fangs, and was about to bite one of his legs.

Lin Xiaofei could only watch helplessly as the snake-beast attacked him, his heart pounding with tension and a hint of panic on his face.

"Get out of the way to the left!"

Just then, a roar like that of a lion came from the direction Lin Xiaofei was running.

Lin Xiaofei subconsciously took a step to the left.

A burly man leaped with incredible speed, covering at least ten meters in a single stride, and wielded a long sword, which he then hurled at Lin Xiaofei.

With a ripping sound!

The long knife pierced the snake-beast's head, slicing it in two. The knife remained firmly embedded in the field, and snake blood gushed out.

As the autumn wind blew, a faint smell of blood lingered in the air of the fields.

The serpent beast did not die immediately. Instead, it twisted its long body and quickly wrapped it around the long knife stuck in the ground, as if it wanted revenge.

However, the longsword's blade was quite sharp, and the snake beast's body was cut open after it had just wrapped around the snake once, causing it to bleed even more.

The worry, fear, and dread in my heart were suddenly illuminated by warm sunshine.

"Killing a snake with a throwing knife?"

Lin Xiaofei immediately felt much more relaxed, and the panicked expression on his face disappeared. At the same time, curiosity arose in his heart.

At a distance of more than ten meters, a slash was thrown, hitting the snake-beast directly and killing it. This person clearly knew martial arts.

"Fei'er, were you bitten by a poisonous snake?"

Soon, a tall, thin man who had been harvesting rice in the field, looking slightly flustered, ran quickly towards Lin Xiaofei, looked him up and down, and seemed worried that he might be injured.

This man was Lin Xiaofei's father, named Lin Yong.

"Dad, I'm fine."

Lin Xiaofei felt a warmth in his heart, responded, and turned to stare blankly at the long sword stuck in the ground, an idea rising in his mind.

Throwing knives can kill wild beasts!

Having just been chased by a snake-beast and then killed by a long knife that suddenly flew at him, he experienced a thrilling ordeal and became interested in throwing knives.

At that moment, he also understood that in this small mountain village, some ordinary wild animals could run into the fields to forage for food at any time, and occasionally attack the villagers.

"The snake is dead, it can't chase you anymore, you don't need to be afraid!"

Seeing Lin Xiaofei staring blankly at the black snake's corpse, the burly man assumed he was still afraid and smiled reassuringly.

"This is your Uncle Hua. He's very skilled and works for the Qingfeng Gang. He has a bright future ahead of him."

"If your Uncle Hua hadn't been here, you would have been bitten by that snake-beast. That poison can be deadly, and you might not be able to walk for half a month."

Lin Yong squatted down and carefully examined Lin Xiaofei's leg to make sure he hadn't been bitten by a snake before speaking.

"Thank you, Uncle Hua!"

Lin Xiaofei looked at the burly man and asked directly, "Uncle Hua, you just threw the long knife to kill the snake, is that martial arts?"

Gao Dahua was slightly surprised. Looking at Lin Xiaofei's height, which was about half his waist, and the fact that he was only ten years old, he was surprised that Lin Xiaofei would ask him such a question.

If it were any other child of the same age, they would probably still be scared, crying, or needing comfort from their parents.

Lin Xiaofei struck him as different from other children, appearing more mature.

"It's not martial arts, it's just a simple throwing motion."

These are ordinary wild beasts; killing them doesn't even require martial arts, a single, casual slash is all it takes.

Gao Dahua smiled, a hint of smugness in his heart.

Generally, as long as you are physically strong and have good strength, you can easily drive away wild beasts with a stick. However, it is not so easy to kill ordinary wild beasts with a long-distance throwing knife.

"Father, I want to learn martial arts."

Lin Xiaofei turned to look at Lin Yong and said loudly.

Lin Yong remained silent, deep in thought.

"Wanting to learn martial arts is a good thing, but it's very hard work."

Gao Dahua looked at Lin Xiaofei. Although he was a little weak, his eyes revealed intelligence, unlike the other children in the village.