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Ayi, twelve-year-old, has a shrewdness that is asymmetry with her age: "Why?"

Tianhao looked at her with praise: "You are going out with me tomorrow, so you must eat enough today. In addition, prepare some food to bring with you."

Ayi asked the question almost immediately: "Where are you going to take us?"

What happened in Panshizhai before appeared in the host's mind in the pattern of memory fragments. Tianhao quickly found and read this part of the memory. He gave Ayi a comforting look: "Don't worry! I won't take you out and sell you secretly like Ping Jun."

He then turned around and looked around: "I will make you full. It's not just today, but this winter."

...

Humans have been observing astrological signs since the primitive era, and predictions of weather also emerged at the same time. Warlocks, prophets, psychics... Mystics can always find their place in different eras. But no one can deny that among the so-called "prophecies" that are bizarre and illusory, there is always a part of them that is true and credible.

The old priest, the witch, declared two days ago that "it won't snow soon." This prophecy should come from his years of experience observing the sky, or it may be the wisdom left by his predecessors.

Tianhao spent three days walking around Panshi Village. The thick snow seriously hindered the speed. If it were in other seasons, the exploration time could be reduced by at least one third.

There are continuous mountains in the north, with dense pine forests stacked with layers. The sound of wild beasts roaring from time to time in the depths of the primeval forest, but the specific location cannot be judged.

There is a rugged path to the northwest, which is said to lead to the "burning mountains". The old priest dug out the dry hard clay boards used to record affairs. Tian Hao looked carefully and thought that it might be an active volcano there.

To the south, the vertical distance of about ten kilometers on the map is also a continuous mountain range. Together with the northern mountains, the north and south sides are like a pair of palms that close from the wrist and diagonally separate to the left and right sides. Panshi Village is located at the bottom of the shape of the character "Eight", facing the center of the opening that has not yet been closed.

To the east is the sea, and huge floating ice floats on the sea.

Some places can be explored by reading the host's memory, and some places the host himself has not been there and must take a trip in person. This work can only be carried out during the day. The black night means danger to the barbarians living in Panshi Village, and they must return before sunset.

When Tianhao's team returned to the village, Ping Jun walked towards him.

His rough-skinned face was clearly covered with hatred and jealousy: "I thought you wouldn't come back. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk... The youngest "ten-headed men" in our village can kill a hero with a violently maned bear alone. Let me see what prey you brought back... Huh... nothing? Even a snow chicken or a hare was not caught? Haha, it seems that your luck will not be so good forever. You can pick up a frozen bear on the mountain at any time."

Yes, the frozen bear is what Pingjun understands about Tianhao's previous two hunting times. He didn't believe that it was Tianhao's credit, and the leader and the old priest did not disclose the secret of the giant horned deer being possessed.

Pingjun stared at Ayi viciously. When it was not snowing, he often went to the villages in the south and knew that some special women could be sold there for a high price. After going there many times, he met several acquaintances there. Pingjun described Ayi's figure and appearance to them, and the other party agreed: If Ayi was really as Pingjun said, he could give him two wild buffaloes.

This is equivalent to twice the transaction price of a normal woman.

It is naturally cold and cold. Pingjun probably cannot compare to the warmth season. Even if he takes Ayi to trade now, the price will definitely be lower than before, or even much lower. After all, people in the southern villages also have to eat, and the value of a beautiful woman can only be reflected in the season when she is full. In the days when women must be slaughtered to maintain, height and weight replace appearance and figure, becoming the most direct standard for measuring exchange value.

Xu Ping died when he died. Why should I share the population under my control to Tianhao, a little bastard?

If it were in other seasons, Pingjun would not hand over Ayi's family anyway.

But it's winter now, and the situation is different.

Looking at Ping Jun's face that was twisted in anger and jealousy, Tianhao asked lightly: "Do you want to duel with me?"

This is one of the recognized laws used by the northern barbarians to resolve personal grievances. As long as both parties agree, they can be carried out under the referee of the elder or higher status until one party dies or admits defeat.

Ping Jun smiled grimly, slowly moved his shoulder joints, making a crisp sound: "Even if I think it's useless, do you dare?"

Anger rushed over the fierce Tiankuang's head in an instant. He stood among the two without thinking, and stared at Pingjun from a high place like a mountain: "You want to die?"

Ping Jun suppressed the fierce part of his eyes, and a little unwilling torture appeared in his panic gaze. He moved two steps to the side to make sure that Tian Hao, who was blocked by Tian Kuang, shouted in anger: "I'm looking for him, not you."

"Ahao is my brother!" The furious Tian Kuang reached out and grabbed Pingjun's shoulder. The latter, who was prepared, quickly retreated and retreated to a safe enough position.

The shouting and disputes quickly became the focus, and more and more villagers gathered around.

Tianhao grabbed Tiankuang who was about to pounce on him and whispered: "Don't be impulsive, he did it on purpose."

This is the main traffic road in the village. Tianhao had just carefully observed the position where Ping Jun was standing before and found that there were some shoe prints around him with the same footprints as his footprints. This meant Ping Jun stayed here for a long time just to wait for him to appear.

Killing hated people through duels is a legal way to resolve conflicts. There is a prerequisite for this to be that the provoked party must be sure to accept the duel.

With a large number of onlookers, anger will increase exponentially. Even if a person is calm, it will be difficult for him to stay awake in a noisy and argumentative environment. Tianhao has to admit that Pingjun has indeed chosen a good time to duel. Currently, he is only the first stage of the fusion form, and the focus is on his brain. If he has a higher degree of integration and invests in a fusion point in physical fitness, he can at least tie with Pingjun.

Pingjun avoided the angry Tiankuang, and he stood in the crowd and kept provoking loudly.

"I just want to duel with you. Ah Hao, do you dare?"

"You turtle, what qualifications do you have to be the head of ten people?"

"If you don't accept it, come! I'll stand here and come to duel with me!"

Tian Haoning calmly glanced at him, with a strange and contemptuous sneer on his face.

At this time, nothing is useful. The only way to prove yourself is strength. Smart people never compete with barbarians, not to mention that both the leader and the old priest value themselves, and the hunting captain is also on his side.

The noise generated a huge volume. The leader Fusong walked out of the wooden house, frowned, and stood up unhappily on the high ground and asked loudly here: "What are you all standing there? What happened?"

Tianhao hurried over and bowed respectfully: "Captain, I have something to report to you."

Fusong's expression eased slightly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Tianhao lowered his voice: "It's about hunting, I found a lot of prey."

Fusong couldn't help but feel excited, and turned around while greeting Tianhao: "Go and go into the house and say."

When he followed the leader in, Tianhao deliberately looked at Pingjun sideways. He did not hide the sarcasm in his eyes and the deep murderous intent.

Many times, killing people does not require oneself to do it. Tian Hao, who came from the civilized era, has seen too many times, only one order from the superior, which can determine the life and death of countless people. Just open the password box and gently press the button, like the nuclear bomb of the Death Messenger, it will spit out flames and smoke, destroying cities.

duel?

Haha, that's a boring game that fools like.

...

In the next two days, everyone in Panshizhai, regardless of gender, age, and age, was doing the same work.

Dig holes with a knife on a wooden block the size of a fist, and use a horizontal piece of finger-sized horizontal wood, strung with a thin triangular wooden wing in the middle. The carefully cut wooden wings are very delicate. They will rotate as long as you gently fiddle with your hands, making a "whim" sound. If you get closer and blow air with your mouth, the rotation speed of the wooden wing will increase, and the sound will become clearer, with a special melody.

Making this kind of wooden wind whistle is a technical job. The leader and the old priest gathered everyone in the village, and in front of everyone, Tianhao made one. He continued to improve and hollowed out the inside of the wooden whistle with a knife until the sound made by the rotation of the wind whistle meets the requirements.

This kind of thing is not difficult, you can read it once. The raw materials are also very simple. Every household has prepared enough fuel before winter, and just need to cut a piece of it from the firewood.

According to the order of the leader Fusong, the entire Panshi Village started to move at dawn.

The old man had been left with little food. Except for the thin children, all the villagers were concentrated in the square in the center of the village. Under the leadership of the ten people in charge, they were divided into three groups, led by the leader Fusong, the hunting team leader Yonggang, and the newly promoted ten people, Tsung, and Tianhao, who walked out of the village gate in a mighty manner.

The old priest pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked into Tianhao's house. Tianshuang, who was feeding Tianfeng with a spoon, stood up quickly. The old priest looked at the soup bowl in her hand gently, and smiled kindly, "Don't worry about me, be busy with yours."

After drinking the hot broth, Tianfeng felt comfortable. He raised his head and looked at the old priest with respect, and was a little uneasy: "Witcher, my brother... do you think they will go out smoothly this time?"
Chapter completed!