Chapter 22 Refugees

"Fang Zhixing, come here."

Suddenly, the puppy started barking.

Fang Zhixing withdrew his gaze from the bones, gathered his scattered thoughts, turned around and walked into a house.

I saw that the house was in a mess and very cluttered.

The table was smashed, the bench fell to the ground, there were ceramic fragments everywhere, densely woven white spider webs everywhere, and there was a musty smell.

The thin dog was standing in the corner, scratching something with his little paws.

Fang Zhixing came forward, looked down, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Next to a clay jar, under the thick mud, there was a book.

Fang Zhixing quickly picked it up and shook off the ashes on it, revealing a black cover with several unknown characters written on it.

When I opened it, I saw pages of white paper filled with words. The handwriting looked neat and beautiful, and the arrangement was orderly, like undulating mountains, with an indescribable beauty.

At first glance, this unfamiliar text looks very much like ancient oracle bone inscriptions. It has the background of hieroglyphics and is filled with a mysterious and beautiful atmosphere.

The dog transmitted the message: "Books should be high-end goods in this world. There is not a single book in Funiu Village. No one has ever seen one. People even use leaves to wipe their butts."

Fang Zhixing nodded, agreeing with him, and sighed, "It's a pity that I can't read. It's terrible to be uneducated. I lost the opportunity to contact the upper class..."

Before he finished speaking, his system panel suddenly flashed with light.

[Reading and spelling: Full level requirements: 1. Read a dictionary 10 times (not completed)]

"Fuck, this is even possible?!"

Fang Zhixing's eyes suddenly lit up, and his mood instantly became excited and surging.

“That’s awesome!”

The dog was amazed and envious. "They say that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. Good boy! You don't need to read it a hundred times. Ten times is enough."

Fang Zhixing was so happy that he exclaimed, "If we return to Earth, with this full-level cheat, we can easily get first place in the province in the college entrance examination."

"Alas, Earth!"

Xigou couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. He thought of his first girlfriend, his second girlfriend, and his third girlfriend...

The man and the dog returned to their residence.

Fang Zhixing first got some fodder to feed the donkey, and then made a fire to cook. The bacon and rice were extremely delicious. He ate until he was full and satisfied.

Night falls.

The dead silent village seemed even quieter.

In the first half of the night, Fang Zhixing went to bed first, and in the second half, Xigou went to bed next.

Although they were very cautious and always felt that something unexpected would happen, in the end, the night was uneventful and smooth.

When it was dawn, Fang Zhixing felt a little sleepy. He yawned a few times and went back to sleep for a nap.

When he woke up again, it was almost noon.

After quickly making breakfast and eating it, the man and the dog set off again.

As he walked forward, Fang Zhixing discovered that the mountain road became wider and wider, and even tire tracks appeared on the road.

Soon, they climbed over a hill and suddenly a wide road appeared in their sight, wide enough for a horse-drawn carriage to run on.

“Someone!”

Fang Zhixing climbed up to a high place and looked into the distance, and then he found a figure walking on the road.

The dog couldn't see clearly, so he asked, "Who is it? Are they highway robbers?"

Fang Zhixing groaned and said, "The figures are all heading south, each walking their own way. They shouldn't be bandits."

Xi Gou Lian said: "They may also be going to the market town, let's follow them."

Fang Zhixing nodded, led the donkey down the mountain, turned a corner, and got on the main road.

There are people in front and behind.

Fang Zhixing glanced behind him and saw three men and women in tattered clothes, a man and a woman with a child, suspected to be a family of three.

They were unkempt, had pale and muscular faces, were skinny and had sunken eye sockets.

Even a beggar had a broken bowl, but these three people did not carry any luggage and walked barefoot without even a pair of straw sandals.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and looked forward.

The people walking in front of him also had dirty faces and looked more miserable than the other.

"refugee!!"

Fang Zhixing and Xigou looked at each other and immediately understood the situation of these people.

Displaced and with nothing.

The Funiu Mountains are very large, with many villages and towns, and Funiu Village is just one of them.

Now it seems that Funiu Village is not the worst off.

As Fang Zhixing appeared on the avenue, people in front and behind cast their eyes at him.

One man, one dog, one donkey, and a heavy sack...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This scene is like a beautiful landscape, illuminating the hearts of many people.

Some people stared at Fang Zhixing, especially when they saw the donkey he was leading. Their faces suddenly changed, their eyes became fierce, their eyeballs rolled around, their Adam's apples moved constantly, and they were obviously swallowing saliva.

"Oh my god!"

Seeing this, Xigou was frightened and said, "What should we do? They are extremely hungry and will definitely come and rob us!"

Fang Zhixing's face was gloomy. He silently took off the bow and held it in his hand.

Afterwards, the people behind quickened their pace and came up closely. Following Fang Zhixing, the people in front also deliberately slowed down their pace and gradually got closer.

They stared at Fang Zhixing in silence, almost surrounding him in a circle.

Before he knew it, more and more people surrounded Fang Zhixing, about sixty or seventy people.

Soon, it was noon.

Fang Zhixing kept walking, and walked faster and faster.

Some refugees gradually became exhausted and could not keep up with his pace and were left behind.

Suddenly, a young man with disheveled hair jumped out from out of nowhere, jumped forward like a frog, and pounced on the thin dog.

“Wangwang!”

The little dog was frightened, jumped up on the spot, and bit the other person's outstretched hand.

Almost at the same time, Fang Zhixing drew his sword from its sheath and slashed it diagonally.

Poof! The blade slashed the young man's stomach, leaving a trail of blood.

"ah!!!"

The young man screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and a gash appeared on his stomach.

The puppy bit his hand.

At this moment, as if the instinct of some kind of beast was activated, the dog bit fiercely and vigorously, shaking and tearing left and right, and hot blood flowed into the dog's mouth along the gap between its teeth, gurgling, sweet! "Ahhh!!"

The young man screamed miserably, and the people around him were horrified and stepped back in fear.

After a while, the young man stopped screaming and lay motionless on the ground.

"Huh, he died so soon?" Fang Zhixing felt a little strange. He looked at the wound on the young man's hand and suddenly found that the wound was purple and black.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the dog, but said nothing and remained calm.

At this moment, the refugees were terrified and did not dare to come closer.

"Walk!"

Fang Zhixing immediately led the donkey and rushed out of the encirclement, striding forward.

The thin dog licked its tongue, glared at the refugees, and raised its head high.

(End of this chapter)