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The next morning.

Fan Zhuo arrived as promised, carrying the horn beef he had blackmailed from his uncle Chen Wuru, and with half a pot of wine, he found Han Yu.

During this period when he was detained by the soldiers of Chu, he naturally had no chance of drinking and meat. Han Yu could not avoid the vulgarity when he saw it. His eyes were shining brightly, and he was wearing small wine and big pieces of flowers.

When he came, Fan Zhuo picked a lot of fruits and told Han Yu that in three days, the tenth day of the fifth month, it was his birthday. After the birthday was about to reach sixteen, he would have to prepare a come-of-age ceremony in the past two days, so he would not come.

Han Yu didn't say much about this, but just thought in his mind that his injuries would recover from the 70s and 80s, and maybe he could ask this kid to celebrate alone.

...

Two days later.

Tomorrow is Fan Zhuo’s birthday. The simple banquet is paid and purchased by the villagers. It is not the only coming-of-age ceremony for Fan Zhuo. Similarly, the old village chief’s great-grandson also turned sixteen that day.

At dusk today, the village chief caught Fan Zhuo by the river, and the so-called Fan Demon was about to steal the clothes of Lao Yu who was sucking fish with bare ass.

The village chief is so old that his wry smile for the rest of his life is basically reflected in the Demon Fan.

"Haha, alas! If you guys come one step late, Old Yu will have to go home barely again."

Seeing the old village chief smiling, Fan Zhuo scratched his head and laughed dryly, and said somewhat honestly:

"Hehe, maybe it's okay. Anyway, Old Master Yu hasn't come home barely every time or twice, so he won't care."

The village chief slapped Fan Zhuo on the back of the head and cursed:

"You are just a clever and putting these harmful thoughts on serious matters will make your father feel much more relieved!"

Fan Zhuo laughed dryly without caring. To him, the father who made the earthy steamed buns had no trace in his impression, which made him feel relieved.

Fan Zhuo usually looks very honest and even gives people the impression of being stupid, but he is very active. The old village chief must have something to explain to him, otherwise with his legs and feet, and his courage to be thrown to death by a little bitch, he would never go through Xiaolin to find him.

The old village chief obviously didn't want to argue with Fan Zhuo anymore, so he brought back the topic, his face turned a bit serious and said seriously:

"You kid, the outside merchants came to the village to collect goods two days ago and left tomorrow. You kid, be more at ease. Don't offend these merchants, otherwise I, the village chief, won't be able to protect you!"

Fan Zhuo finally understood the reason why the old village chief found him, because he was afraid that he would offend those foreign merchants.

But among the foreign merchants who entered the village in the past, there were many people who had been quarrels by themselves. Although the village chief scolded him afterwards, he had never seen such a serious expression. I wonder what was going on this time?

However, Fan Zhuo agreed and said that he would not make trouble for the merchant this time. However, from his random eyes, he could see that this guy didn't listen to it at all.

In fact, Fan Zhuo once went to make trouble for foreign merchants. This is the bad side of his personality, but not only that, he has another plan.

Foreign merchants always bring some weird fun items, such as sugar people, windmills, snacks, etc., which are rare in the village.

Every time Fan Zhuo goes to make trouble for those merchants, he can accept some filial piety from the merchants, and the gifts are naturally windmills, candy people, etc.

The 15-year-old boy of Fan Zhuo was quite interested in these objects, except for the sugar man, and the rest were for his sister to play with. This was also the biggest reason why Fan Zhuo went to make trouble for those merchants.

The village chief is also a mature person, so he naturally knows Fan Zhuo's dirty head, so he might be thinking about what he wants now.

The old village chief looked solemn. He wanted to scold him, but he seemed to remember the past and sighed:

"Dabao (nickname for Fan Zhuo), your parents left early. I know that when you were a child, you wanted to show your own value and wanted to get the attention of the villagers, so you caused trouble everywhere. But this time, foreign merchants really cannot offend them. It is said that three masters came as Yin Wuchang's followers. These three martial artists are two of them in the middle stage of the acquired realm and one in the late stage of the acquired realm. To deal with us, it is similar to crushing a worm to death. Don't cause trouble for yourself or cause trouble for the village!"

Fan Zhuo was stunned. Although the old village chief was so bitter, he never had such serious expressions before, which made Fan Zhuo more or less remember the village chief's words in his heart.

However, what surprised Fan Zhuo was that the merchants who entered the village this time actually brought out martial arts followers, which was intriguing!

Even though the border wars continue, it is better to come to a village to receive goods, so you won’t bring such a master!

Fan Zhuo felt that there might be some hidden information, or maybe it was because the village chief was hiding it from him!

Fan Zhuo's suspicious nature was a foul, but the village chief didn't say it, so he didn't want to ask. It was useless to ask, so he agreed:

"Okay, the village chief, I understand, I just don't make trouble for them."

The village chief thought about it and felt that he was still not steady. It has become common for Demon Fan to speak out. For him, it is absolutely impossible not to make trouble for outsiders for a while.

"Okay, Dabao, just go with me. Tomorrow it will be the birthday of yours and my great-grandson, and some things still need to be explained."

As he said that, the old village chief left, Fan Zhuo naturally had to follow him. The unmoving smile on his face seemed so simple and honest under the mottled sunlight of the trees.

After arriving at the old village chief's house, he took out two candy men from a small box and gave it to Fan Zhuo. This was what an outside merchant asked the old village chief to give his children. It was a rare thing for children in the village.

"Take it home, you one, give Erbao (Fan Ying's nickname) one."

Fan Zhuo grinned and said thank you, and was about to leave.

The old village chief stopped him:

"Dabao, come here at Xu hour tonight. I have something important to tell you."

After Fan Zhuo agreed, the old village chief reminded him again that he must come, and Fan Zhuo left after that.

In fact, the old village chief has deceived Fan Zhuo because the merchants will leave tomorrow and set up tables at home tonight, so naturally they have to drink a few more drinks. When the merchants return to their residence drunk, this is also the best time for Fan Zhuo, the devil!

It was because the old village chief was worried that Fan Zhuo would cause trouble at night that he asked him to come over and prepare to lock Fan Zhuo in the vegetable cellar at home for one night so as not to cause trouble.

When the merchants leave until dawn, there is nothing to worry about!

Fan Zhuo naturally didn't know about this. After returning home, he took out two candy men, bit off the candy man's head on one of them, and then gave both of them to his sister.

As the hour of Xu approaches, Fan Zhuo went out. He was a guy with a very time concept, but he didn't plan to go to the village chief's house now. After making an appointment with Xu, he couldn't be early, let alone late.

Fan Zhuo found a place to carry people on his back and was about to pee. He saw a stone pier on the ground for summer cooldown. The stone pier was very large and weighed nearly 300 kilograms. It was extremely difficult for an adult and strong man to move, let alone being as weak as Fan Zhuo!

With a moving heart, Fan Zhuo bent over and wanted to mess with him!

Fan Zhuo's forehead was full of bulging veins, and he could be said to have used all the strength to eat.

It moved! The stone pier was actually embedded in a gap! It was still trembling and raising it up slowly.

This shock was really great. Fan Zhuo was excited and his strength blew, and the stone pier suddenly slammed down. Fortunately, Fan Zhuo reacted quickly and pulled his hands out in time, so he was spared from injury.

Fan Zhuo's excitement was completely written on his face. He was sure that he could not move the stone pier even if it was a slightest bit! But now, he could move the stone pier one foot away from the ground!

This change in the body made Fan Zhuo so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. He knew that this was the result of eating the crystals in the small pot!

He took off the small bronze pot hanging around his waist and put it carefully in his hand to rub it. He could conclude that this was indeed a treasure, a treasure for him!

Originally, when the small pot was used as a spittoon, he threw it at random, and even used it to smash the peach and wax the crispy kernel inside to eat it. However, now, even from now on, this situation will never happen again. Fan Zhuo will treat it as if he is caring for his future wife.

The three soldiers killed two days ago did condense into crystals in the pot, and of course they were all eaten by Fan Zhuo.

It is worth mentioning that Fan Zhuo actually found that his little one had grown a little taller, and it seemed that even his "ribs" were covered by some faint little muscles.

This is nothing more than a change in three or two days, but you can truly understand it!

Fan Zhuo knew very well that even if he was a low-level life source, he still vaguely felt that the crystal condensed in this small pot might be used as a breakthrough point, allowing him to ignore the breakthrough point of a low-level life source. After all, this thing has brought too much changes to the body!

Fan Zhuo calmed down and was bored. He passed by his uncle's house. His eyes rolled, he grinned, jumped up and climbed over the wall and entered the yard.

Fan Zhuo was able to understand the changes in his body clearly. He used to climb over the courtyard wall often, but it was extremely laborious, but not as relaxed as this time. If you use an animal to describe the feeling of climbing over the wall, it might be like a dog before, but now it has turned a dog into a cat! This feeling is really wonderful!

...

Because the climate in the mountains is humid, every house is made of wood half a meter away from the ground, so that it will not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also not feel wet.

Below the house were fulcrums with wooden sticks. Fan Zhuo came to the bottom of the house, and he was familiar with the road to avoid some seemingly difficult to pass. He shuttled to a position. He first listened and seemed to have caught some sound. Fan Zhuo smiled and encouraged him. Finally, he took out a hole in the wood at the bottom of the house and looked inside with one eye.

"Oh yo!~~Suck!~Ah..."

The sensational moans of women made Fan Zhuo even more excited. Through the hole, you could see his uncle licking the slit of his wife's toes, while his wife leaned half on the bed, looking like she was enjoying herself.
Chapter completed!