After the rain, the sky is gray.
The smoke from the village and the hazy green mountains in the distance give people a refreshing feeling.
On the way back to Zhaojiacun.
The strong man Zhao Dalang kept punching the air with his fists, whirring and haha, and the tiger and tiger were making wind.
The round-faced girl Zhao Tingting took out half a piece of shriveled steamed bun from somewhere and chewed it with relish without saying anything.
The thin monkey man, Prince Zhao, was holding a book with curled corners and looking at it with relish.
As for Zhao Wujiang, he was dressed in a patchwork of clothes of various colors, with a silly smile on his face and clear stupidity in his eyes. But if you take another look, you will find that the depths of his eyes are as deep as the night sky.
Zhao Wujiang has digested the memories in his mind.
A year ago, he was picked up by Zhao Fugui, the village chief of Zhaojia Village, by a stream in a deep mountain forest while collecting herbs.
At that time, he fell into a coma, and several men from Zhaojiacun carried him back.
After waking up, Zhao Wujiang's eyes were empty, as if he had no soul, he was stupid and stupid, like a fool, he didn't know what to ask, and his head hurt when he asked again.
The bodhisattva-hearted village chief Zhao Fugui decided to take Zhao Wujiang in and gave him a name, Zhao Wuyang.
It means that although he is a little stupid, but he is fine, that is the greatest good thing.
So Zhao Wujiang, who was named Zhao Wuhuang, became the village chief's child, and was also the ninth child adopted by the village chief over the years.
In this way, Zhao Wujiang lived in Zhaojia Village, where the people were simple, peaceful and happy.
On weekdays, when wandering around the village, whenever there is a job, Zhao Wujiang will just call out "idiot" and he will rush over to help.
Zhao Wujiang learned to plant rice, sow seeds, cut wheat, repair roofs, and carpentry all at once, and he was very efficient at it, especially in plowing land. Not even the old scalpers in the village could plow as fast as Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang just pulled up the plow and ran like crazy in the fields, tirelessly, which further confirmed his identity as a fool.
He is happy to see everyone, and he is hardworking and hardworking.
Therefore, many people in the village like this stupid fool Zhao Wujiang.
But there are still some people, such as the idle young people in the village, who have not been criticized by the villagers of Zhaojia Village since Zhao Wujiang came.
Because of this, these people were somewhat jealous and jealous of Zhao Wujiang. They always liked to tease Zhao Wujiang when he had nothing to do.
As for the village chief's family, the family rules are much stricter than those of other families in the village.
One of the most important rules is that brothers and sisters in the family are prohibited from scheming and competing with each other. If anything happens, just talk it out and discuss it together.
Therefore, Zhao Fugui's family can be regarded as extremely peaceful. The brothers and sisters have a good relationship, and no one dislikes Zhao Wujiang because he is a fool.
As for this Zhaojia Village, there are several neighboring villages nearby. These villages are all towns in a small country called Wu State.
This small country is one of the thousands of countries in the nine continents under the southern territory of this continent.
Nanhezhou, the smallest island in the Southern Territory, stretches 60,000 miles from east to west and about 70,000 miles from north to south.
The territory is so vast and dangerous that many people never complete a single continent in their entire lives.
In the Southern Territory, there are many secular dynasties and many practicing sects, built in famous mountains and rivers, and on dangerous peaks.
There are so many people who burn mountains and boil seas, and pick stars and moons.
Zhao Wujiang already had a vague concept in his mind. He thought of the Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan and the Gu God Mu Qianqian, who sometimes called themselves themselves. This should be the name of a spiritual realm.
They should have their own sect or family.
As for Zhao Wujiang, how should he search for the Ni Bodhisattva to seek revenge, and how should he find the empress Dugu Mingyue and others who came to this world?
In this simple village, there are not many people who practice. Most people spend their lives guarding the farmland and mountains. Even martial artists like Zhao Dalang practice some wild ways to strengthen their bodies, which is not a spiritual path at all.
