As the biggest hero in this battle, he saved Zhang Dixian, a great hero from the entire Maoshan Village. When he landed on the plane, there was no accident.

The ground on the open space on the side of the village is a bit rugged.

However, with his awesome driving expertise, he landed it on the ground very smoothly.

During the entire landing process, no native villagers used the bow and arrow in their hands to hit this huge strange bird, and eventually led to a huge tragedy of destruction of the plane.

Then Zhang Wei jumped out of the plane and was welcomed and treated like a hero.

So what! Si Xiong brought a group of villagers to greet him, bowed to Zhang Wei solemnly, and expressed his gratitude; then, except for Si Xiong staying to receive him, everyone else did whatever they should do.

Zhang Wei understands this more clearly.

It is very urgent to treat the wounded and clean the battlefield after the war.

As for the preferential treatment he received, the village chief Si Xiong found a fairly clean stone and asked Zhang Wei to sit down and rest; then, a thick woman brought him a bowl of spring water with a large bowl of stoneware.

There are traces of golden brushed silk in the spring water, and there must be a lot of honey added.

Given the barren living conditions of the indigenous people, Zhang Wei could fully feel the bowl of honey water, which represents their sincerity.

Of course, it would be even better if the woman who brought the honey water did not let her black thumb soak into the honey water.

Zhang Wei, who has always been a scumbag in history, inexplicably thought of some historical achievements.

It seems that toilet paper that goes to the toilet will definitely not appear under this level of civilization. So the question is, what will they use to solve the problem after they have finished taking the big account?

Stones, leaves, or fingers...

"Come on, this hero tastes the honey water from our Mangshan Village. It is a very famous good thing among the dozen villages around hundreds of miles."

In a classic Asian squat position, Si Xiong, who was squatting beside Zhang Wei, greeted him enthusiastically.

It is obvious that he did not recognize Zhang Dixian at all when facing the black-faced and bearded man. This is the little brother Zhang Wei who he had contacted a few months ago.

The poor boy could fully feel the sincere enthusiasm in Si Xiong's heart at this time. The problem was when he thought of that dark and dirty thumb that had accumulated.

He really didn't have the courage to pour this bowl of honey water with a faint fragrance into his mouth.

Just facing Si Xiong's expectant little look, Zhang Wei felt embarrassed not to drink.

Zhang Wei was extremely embarrassed, holding a large pottery bowl bigger than his face, instinctively looked around, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

It was a group of bare-butt native friends, looking at this place not far away.

They put their equally dark fingers in their mouths and sucked them vigorously; their eyes staring at the big pottery bowl in their hands were full of desire.

Obviously, they wanted to take a sip of this bowl of honey water.

"Isn't it just a drink to give this bowl of honey water to these little friends?" Thinking of this, Zhang Wei wanted to praise his spirit.

However, what happened next almost knocked over the big pottery bowl in his hand.

Following Zhang Wei's sight, Si Xiong immediately showed an awkward smile on her face after finding the group of friends biting their fingers.

Then he stood up and walked over, shouting: "Didn't you tell you to hide in the house and not come out? Go back quickly and stop embarrassing here."

While speaking, a slap scattered on the back of a seven- or eight-year-old friend's head.

In the muffled sound of "bang~", the slap weighed at least ten pounds; without any suspense, the little friend was slapped into a big party.

"I'll go!" This violent scene made Zhang Wei stunned.

By the way, this guy is not afraid of slapping him out of his concussion.

In comparison, the way Old Man Wang and the old guys played their own little Dingding back then was as gentle as a small game of throwing handkerchiefs.

What surprised him even more was that the little friend with bare butt was slapped on the ground and then got up in a blink of an eye.

Except for the body that was originally covered in mud and water, there was a little more mud and sand, no physical discomfort was revealed; instead, he laughed and ran away with other friends...

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In the end, Zhang Wei endured the violent churn in his heart and drank a sip of honey water with fearless spirit.

Not to mention, if you don’t care about those strong psychological shadows, this honey water has a great taste and is full of fruity sweetness that he has never experienced.

Even after drinking his stomach, he could feel a small amount of warmth rising from his body.

Sure enough, the things that the indigenous people took out so grandly to entertain themselves are really not ordinary.

In order to divert your attention, don’t always think about those messy scenes that shouldn’t be thought of. Zhang Wei decided to find a topic to divert his attention.

First, he decided to introduce himself:

"Captain Si Xiong, let me introduce myself first. I am an outsider and Zhang Wei's senior brother; by the way! It's the one who gave you a handsome boy."

After Si Xiong tried hard to recall the memories, he finally remembered the boy who left without saying goodbye, and immediately became even more enthusiastic.

Don’t look at Zhang Wei’s not much left to them, but those bayonets have helped their defense in recent times.

So, when Zhang Dixian then asked about the abnormality of the stone pillar, as well as the attacks of monsters and demons, he answered one by one with a bitter look on his face:

Demonic disaster! The natives of this world encountered a demonic disaster that broke out every once in a hundred years.

Moreover, the intensity of this magic disaster is more serious than that of the old man.

About two months ago, the most important stone pillars in their lives, the light emitted every night suddenly weakened most of the power.

Such a level of light still has a considerable effect on demons and monsters.

But compared to before, demons and monsters could rush into the shroud of light and persist in attacking for a period of time.

So in every magic disaster, the number of demons that suddenly become more and more will force themselves to find beasts they didn't like before.

Then they naturally gathered and launched an attack on the village where the indigenous people gathered.

In every magic disaster, a large number of villages were destroyed, and in the end, the indigenous people were killed and injured in the magic disaster that lasted for several years.

This time, the indigenous people were in danger of being destroyed by an astonishing demon disaster.

Because not only the attacks of monsters and demons are stronger, but even the weather they are already familiar with becomes even more weird and harsh.

In this case, they lack anything.

There was a lack of staff to defend the village, a lack of warm clothing, and even the food necessary for survival began to lack great strength; mainly because under the long-term siege of the monsters, they did not have much energy to go out to hunt.

The most important source of food: farming; often the young seedlings of crops will be destroyed by those monsters.

It seems that every time the magic disaster, their intelligence will surge...

After listening to Si Xiong's story, Zhang Wei felt inexplicably guilty.

Because he inferred that the time when all this situation began was when he collected the animal skin in the stone hall!

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