Although the scenery on the plain was good, Zhang Hao was not in the mood to appreciate it. He even suspected that he was dreaming. It was a good thing that he survived the plane crash, but his hair and eyes turned green. He met a strange spider that could spit fireballs, and he was also an old man with green hair and eyes. His Taiji Zhen Qi was still at the third level, but his strength had inexplicably increased. All these things made Zhang Hao quite depressed.
As he walked, he sighed. Inadvertently, a village was located on a plain not far away from him. The setting sun was shining. Wisps of smoke swayed in the air above the village. Finally, there was a place to stay. Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh. However, this village looked quite backward. He didn't know if there was a car that led to a big city with more convenient transportation, or if there were facilities to communicate with the outside world. The plane crash was such a big thing. His family must have thought that he had gone to hell. He was the only son, and the two old men must be very sad. Just thinking about how his parents cried for him made his heart ache. He had to think of a way to inform his parents that he was still alive. Although his appearance had become a little strange, his parents would definitely not care.
When he arrived at the village, he realized that the village was surrounded by a thick wooden fence, presumably to prevent wild beasts. Thinking of that spider, Zhang Hao felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that the people here were already used to it and had taken precautions. However, that spider was so rare. Why didn't the scientific and biological world mention this creature at all? It was really strange.
Just as he walked to the entrance of the village with the old man, there was a wooden sentry post on the right side of the hanging fence gate. The young man on sentry duty greeted the old man happily. Zhang Hao did not understand what he was saying, but he guessed that it might be something like 'you're old and back'. Then, the young man took out a curved white instrument from his waist and blew it a few times. He flipped over and jumped down from the two-meter-high watchtower. He ran to a wheel in a few steps, grabbed the handle, and started shaking it.
The huge hanging gate slowly rose. Zhang Hao and the old man had just entered the center of the village when they were surrounded by the villagers who were attracted by the beeping sound. The old man was very popular. All the villagers greeted him with a smile. Meanwhile, they looked at Zhang Hao with strange expressions. The men were fine as they just smiled weirdly on the side. The women looked at Zhang Hao boldly while whispering and pointing at him. Zhang Hao felt very awkward. He felt like he had become a giant panda in a zoo. He didn't know whether to stand or walk. He could only try his best to keep a straight face and didn't dare to show any expression.
Zhang Hao secretly observed the villagers in front of him. Most of them had green hair and green eyes. Some of them had golden hair and blue eyes. There were even a few villagers with purple hair and purple eyes. They looked even stranger than green hair and green eyes.
The old man noticed Zhang Hao's situation and shouted to the villagers with a smile. The villagers laughed and took the dead branches from the cart and brought them back to their houses.
There were only three dead branches left in the truck. The old man pulled the cart and led Zhang Hao to a two-story wooden house. The wooden roof was made of gray tiles, and there were patches of moss on the tiles. The entire wooden house looked very old. Zhang Hao suspected that this house was a dilapidated house.
The old man carried the spear in his left hand and picked up three dead branches in his right hand. He gently kicked open the door with his foot and Zhang Hao followed him into the house. The front was obviously the living room and dining hall. There was a door in front and a door on the left. There was a staircase in the right corner that should lead to the second floor. In the middle of the hall, there was a long brown wooden dining table with seven wooden chairs. The old man made a hand gesture, indicating Zhang Hao to wait here. After that, he entered the door in front of him with the dried branches and the spear. After that, he came out and went upstairs to the second floor. Zhang Hao felt a little tired. He found a chair and sat down. He leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.
After a while, Zhang Hao heard footsteps and opened his eyes. The old man came over with a set of clothes. Zhang Hao took the clothes and found that it was a black robe. It was the same style as the old man's robe, but it was very new, as if it had just been made.
The old man pulled Zhang Hao to the door on the left, pushed him in, and closed the wooden door. It was a bathroom. There was a large wooden bucket filled with water with a ladle floating on top. Zhang Hao put the clothes on the wooden table at the side, picked up the ladle and poured water on his body. After a while, he wiped his body with satisfaction. When he was putting on the robe, he encountered some trouble. After a while, he found the way to put on the robe.
Zhang Hao, who had just finished his bath, aroused the old man's interest. The old man sized up Zhang Hao and looked around him twice. The old man seemed to be very satisfied and kept nodding. Zhang Hao felt that it was strange. Because of the language barrier, it was not good to ask the reason.
The door was pushed open, and a girl in a purple dress walked in. She called out sweetly to the old man, her voice like a wind chime swaying in the breeze. The old man happily held the girl's hand and chatted with her happily, his eyes full of love.
Just as Zhang Hao was hesitating whether to leave, the young woman ended her conversation with the old man and stood in front of Zhang Hao with a puzzled expression. The girl had a head of long, glossy green hair that reached her hips. Her hair was tied up into a beautiful ponytail with a ribbon. The hair beside her ears was tied up with a milky white ribbon and fell gently on the girl's chest. The bangs on her forehead just covered her faint eyebrows. Her green eyes were like two crystal clear green agates, her small nose, her slightly curved white face, and her pink lips. Zhang Hao couldn't help but praise her in his heart, What a delicate and pretty girl.
The girl stared at Zhang Hao and looked around with a puzzled expression. Suddenly, she said something to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao couldn't understand her and could only shake his head. The girl was stunned and said something else. Zhang Hao shook his head again. The girl's brows were knitted together and her expression became more and more puzzled. The old man suddenly interrupted and said something. After the girl heard it, she covered her mouth and laughed softly. Zhang Hao noticed that the girl's hands were small and smooth. The girl smiled for a while and walked into the room in front of the dining hall.
The aroma of food wafted out.
Two months later, Zhang Hao found out that the first thing the girl said was," The second sentence was: Are you a man? What the old man said was that he did not understand our language. It should be a man, but he was too beautiful.
After the three of them finished eating, the sky was already dark. At the dining table, the old man and the young girl were surprised that Zhang Hao's appetite was smaller than the young girl's. Ever since Zhang Hao's Taiji True Qi Internal Art reached Level Three, his appetite had become very small. Zhang Hao's grandfather had once said that he could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so he naturally had little interest in grains. On the other hand, Zhang Hao was also surprised by the vegetables that he had never seen before.
The old man and the young woman brought Zhang Hao up to the second floor. There was a long corridor upstairs with three rooms. The three of them danced and gestured for a long time before Zhang Hao realized that he lived on the leftmost side, the old man lived in the middle, and the young girl lived on the right.
This was a very simple bedroom. Other than the bed and wardrobe, there was nothing else. Zhang Hao was attracted by the map hanging on the wall. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. He staggered to the bed and sat down dejectedly. That was not the world map he was familiar with. There were oceans and continents on it, and the continents accounted for about 60%. It was completely different from the Earth he was familiar with.
Too many things had happened today, and his heart was in a mess. He couldn't carry out the Taiji True Qi cultivation that he had to do every night in the past. Zhang Hao pulled up the blanket and covered himself with it before falling asleep. In her dream, her parents were still smiling, and she was still as mischievous as before. She suddenly woke up with tears all over her face. That night, Zhang Hao turned 19 years old just a month ago.
The next day, he ate the breakfast that the young girl made. Although the old man and the young girl felt that Zhang Hao had something on his mind, they could not understand why Zhang Hao was in a bad mood because of the language barrier. They could only give up.
After the meal, the old man picked up the spear again. Zhang Hao suddenly remembered the spider from yesterday. He thought of something and rushed out of the door before the old man and pulled the cart. The old man was stunned for a moment before he smiled in relief. An old man and a young man slowly walked towards the village entrance. Behind them, the young girl kept waving her hands and watched them disappear at the village entrance before returning to the house.
The air in the morning was very good. The boundless plain grass was smeared with a faint pink color by the morning sun. The knot in Zhang Hao's heart gradually disappeared. He couldn't help but open his arms, take a deep breath, and slowly exhale. He felt relaxed. Since he was already here, there must be a way to go back. Zhang Hao made a decision in his heart. No matter what, he had to find a way. First, he had to learn the language.
The old man saw that Zhang Hao had untied the knot in his heart and was happy for him. He smiled slightly. Zhang Hao suddenly felt that when the old man smiled, his face was like a flower.
When he reached the outskirts of the forest, Zhang Hao remembered the spiders from yesterday and became alert. The old man handed the spear to Zhang Hao and walked into the forest alone. Zhang Hao followed beside him and was extremely careful. He circulated his internal strength and paid attention to the sounds beside him.
The outskirts of the forest were not dark. After all, a lot of sunlight could penetrate through. The old man was picking up branches from the ground. He was very picky and did not want the dried branches. Zhang Hao's heart stirred. He activated Cloud Ladder and leaped high into the air. Waving the spear in his hand, he used two layers of internal strength. The blade of the spear slashed at a branch that was the lushest and had the most branches. The branch and Zhang Hao fell from the sky together, giving the old man a fright. Then, the old man danced excitedly, dragged the branch, and ran. His speed was even faster than a rabbit.
The old man carried the tree trunk onto the cart and jogged all the way. Zhang Hao followed behind him. He had to admire the old man's stamina.
It took nearly an hour to get here, but it only took 20 minutes to get back to the village entrance. The young man was puzzled when he suddenly saw the white leaves and green tree trunks on the car. He shouted excitedly and jumped up and down. Then, he took out the white instrument again and started to blow.
The villagers who rushed over reacted the same way. Zhang Hao guessed that it must have something to do with the white leaves. He couldn't understand why he didn't pick them before since they were so important.
A villager handed over a sharp machete. The old man took it and slashed at a branch on the tree trunk. The branch only bent and the machete bounced back half a inch, leaving no mark. The old man shook his head and handed the knife to Zhang Hao. His right hand made a chopping gesture.
Zhang Hao swung his scimitar down hard, and the result was the same as the old man. Zi Zhi was fine. " Huh?" Zhang Hao exclaimed. He injected a layer of internal force into his saber and slashed down again. The branch bounced a few centimeters into the air and broke. The villagers cheered and looked at Zhang Hao with respect. A young girl picked up the twig and respectfully handed it to the oldest villager. The old villager took the twig with a white leaf and quickly returned to his room with a walking stick. Behind him was a middle-aged couple and a little girl. The old man took out a shovel from the house. The middle-aged man dug a hole in the ground and planted the branch. Zhang Hao found it strange. Could it be that this tree was like the willow tree on Earth, growing roots on its own?
Every household received a branch and planted the seeds in front of their houses. There were still four branches on the cart. The old man pushed the cart back to the front of the house. The girl happened to come out of the house and was shocked to see the branches on the cart. Then, she happily said something to the old man. The old man smiled and pointed at Zhang Hao. The young girl was so shocked that her eyes widened, and her face was filled with disbelief.
Zhang Hao was baffled. Although he knew that he had done something extraordinary, he didn't know why it made him want to learn the language even more.
The girl rushed into the house and took out a shovel. The old man planted the whole branch in front of the house and couldn't help but laugh. The girl also had a relaxed and satisfied expression on her face. Zhang Hao shrugged. It seemed like it would take some time to figure out this matter.
At night, a grand banquet was held in the open space in the center of the village. The main character was naturally Zhang Hao. Everyone was fighting to toast him. Some bold girls even winked at him.
After the banquet ended, Zhang Hao, who was almost drunk, sat on the bed and meditated. He soon woke up and began his compulsory class: Cultivating Taiji True Qi.
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