The trees are tall, blocking out the sun, and occasionally sunlight can be seen shining through the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
"You're back, Ayu. Did you go hunting with your brother?"
"Hey, what a good catch today! We got a big one."
"Aunt, my father took us out today and we were lucky enough to meet a big guy. Now we can eat the leftovers and even exchange them for some more things." The young man named Ayu smiled brightly.
An Jingzhi stood in the crowd and watched. The young man named Ayu was also one of the clan leader's grandsons. In terms of seniority, An Jingzhi was his younger brother.
The original owner's parents died when he was 6 years old. He grew up with the chief of the Miao village, who was also his grandfather.
Although he lost his parents, the original owner grew up in love and his personality was spoiled by the clan leader and he became a little arrogant.
Seeing An Jingzhi in the crowd, A Yu immediately walked towards him enthusiastically, holding a pheasant in his hand, "A Jing, I remember you like eating chicken, right? This is what my brother caught for you, take it back."
"Today is my brother's first time hunting. I didn't expect to be so lucky to kill a wild boar." When the young people in the village reach a certain age, they will choose hunting or witchcraft.
This world is a world of martial arts. It not only has martial arts, but also Miao witchcraft. However, witchcraft is not as easy as outsiders say, as if it is a survival skill that every Miao person has. It is very difficult to learn. There are not many people in the village who can control the witchcraft. The clan leader, An Jingzhi's grandfather, became the clan leader of the village because he learned witchcraft.
Most young people choose to become a hunter.
The villagers are not good at farming. They mainly rely on hunting for their daily life. If they have any surplus, they will take it down the mountain to exchange with the villagers at the foot of the mountain for some necessary things such as salt and cloth. Apart from that, the villagers rarely go down the mountain.
An Jingzhi accepted it with a worried look on his face. Then Ayu helped him deliver the chicken home. Before leaving, he comforted him, "Ayu, it's okay. You've been smart since you were a child. Even if you can't learn to hunt, no one will despise you."
As for the witchcraft, A Yu did not mention it because the original owner had already learned it before An Jingzhi came, and it was obvious that he failed.
In the original world, the original owner then hoped that he could learn to hunt, but he had been well fed and well fed since he was a child, because his father was the eldest son that the clan leader was most proud of. After the eldest son died, the clan leader poured all his love on the original owner. Although the Miao village was not rich, everything in the village would be given to him.
The original owner was lazy and had a rather impetuous temperament. He would slack off when others were training and sleep when others were sweating. When he grew up and was old enough to go hunting, he couldn't even pull a bow. How could he possibly hunt in the mountains?
The original owner became the only weirdo in the Miao village. He was not even as strong as the women in the village. Although no one disliked him, the original owner always felt that others were looking at him with tinted glasses. In the past, when someone gave him gifts and cared about him, he felt that they were trying to please him and the clan leader.
But later, he could not learn witchcraft and could not hunt. When people comforted him and gave him gifts to tell him not to think too much, he felt that they were looking at him with contempt, and their minds had more pores than a sponge.
He did not think of making up his mind to practice hunting hard from then on, but instead thought of taking an unconventional approach. One time when he followed his tribe down the mountain to exchange supplies with the villagers at the foot of the mountain, he accidentally obtained a martial arts secret book called Tianyin Sutra.
The Tianyin Sutra is a quick-learning martial arts secret book, but it takes an unconventional approach and the training methods are extremely cruel, requiring blood to be used.
So the original owner completely fell into depravity. He tricked those people in the village who he thought looked down on him into the depths of the mountains and forests and secretly killed them to use in practicing the Tianyin Sutra. A Yu, who had just given the pheasant to An Jingzhi, was the first one killed by the original owner.
Afterwards, the original owner, having tasted the sweetness, became more and more crazy, and killed all the elders and brothers and sisters in the village who favored him. Naturally, his behavior was later discovered by the clan leader. The clan leader could not imagine that the grandson he loved so much and who was raised by the next clan leader would become so terrifying.
He couldn't understand why the original owner had become like that. He wanted to question the original owner, but the original owner was afraid that the clan leader would use the poisonous insect, so he took the initiative and approached the other party under the pretext of repentance. Then he gave the clan leader a heavy blow and took out his heart. From then on, he fell into the path of evil and became the Miao demon that everyone in the martial arts world hated.
But in the end, the original owner died in the siege of martial artists, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart.
An Jingzhi has been here for five days. The day before yesterday, he followed his tribesmen down the mountain. When he exchanged supplies with the villagers at the foot of the mountain, he took the opportunity to bring up some contraband.
He also found the original owner's copy of the Tianyin Sutra. It was in a villager's home, used as a table leg pad.
There are both good and evil martial arts, it just depends on the person who uses it. However, the practice method of Tianyin Sutra is indeed too vicious and requires human blood. After An Jingzhi found it, he hid it.
He had been busy with the layout and only now had time to think about this book. After returning to the room and making sure that no one was disturbing him outside, An Jingzhi sat on the bed and communicated with Xiao Qi in his mind.
"Can I sell this Tianyin Sutra?"
Xiao Qi: "Of course not, who would want garbage?"
Well, An Jingzhi was just thinking of giving it a try. After all, the Tianyin Sutra appeared many times in the original owner's memory. Who knows, maybe it can be sold? If it can't be sold, An Jingzhi will no longer keep it. He will directly light a fire and burn the Tianyin Sutra.
Then he sat at the desk and read books that taught people how to learn witchcraft, which included how to breed and control witchcraft insects.
People choose the poisonous insects, and the poisonous insects also choose people. The original owner could not learn the poison technique, but An Jingzhi did not think that he was so useless.
I don't want to hunt. It's so tiring to travel through the mountains and forests every day.
There are martial arts in this world, but practicing martial arts also takes effort. An Jingzhi feels that he is more accustomed to doing research and using his brain to cheat people. It is better to leave the brute force work to others.
"Ajing, are you still studying?" Aunt Norma came in with a bowl of chicken soup. It was the chicken that Ayu brought over. It was too early for dinner, and the chicken soup was just stewed.
The characters on the books were not from the Central Plains, but were a unique recording language used by the Miao village. An Jingzhi had spent several days trying to learn these characters. They were too obscure to understand, otherwise he would not have waited until today to start reading about the art of poisonous insects.
"Thank you, Aunt Norma." After hearing footsteps outside, An Jingzhi tidied up the table a little and placed a piece of yellow paper under the book of insect poison, deliberately exposing the edge of the yellow paper. After being seen by Aunt Norma, he was a little panicked and wanted to hide the yellow paper.
Aunt Norma also knew about An Jingzhi's situation. Her eyes flashed, she put down the soup, and told An Jingzhi to rest early before leaving. She did not go home directly, but knocked on the patriarch's door.
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