C19 Situ Pengcheng 4

However, Archer's knee had only been swollen from the blow. He immediately straightened his back from the pain and looked angrily at Situ Pengcheng. He let out a furious roar and rushed towards Situ Pengcheng.

Although Situ Pengcheng had thought that Archien Se would not fall under this strike, he did not think that the other party would be able to immediately recover and run. Fortunately, he had a record of this. After throwing the cloth bag in his hand at Archien Se, he turned around and fled.

The furious Akhien Se didn't dodge or dodge when he saw Situ Pengcheng throw the small cloth bag at him. He used his incomparably sharp teeth to cut open the cloth bag. Who would have thought that there would be a pile of white powder inside? This was the substance that would heat up when a Demi announced that they would come into contact with water. The white powder sprinkled on his face as he was in the middle of the rain. Forcing the proud Forest King to feel the piercing pain in his eyes, he couldn't help but slow down.

Thus, Situ Pengcheng had a second chance. He took advantage of the moment when Archiennes lost his sight and drew his Meteor Blade to strike Archiennes' knee.

A stream of blood spurted out from the knee of the Forest King. This was the first time in a long time that this huge group of wild boars had truly been injured. This strike had indeed taken away his mobility.

A miserable scream came out of Achense's mouth, followed by a crazy struggle. When he could not see the enemy but was seriously injured, he instinctively charged and rammed around.

But this was meaningless to his enemy. Situ Pengcheng was no longer a hunter's hand. He knew the four words' fight between trapped beasts' like the back of his hand. He just kept swinging the copper cake at the side, leaving more and more wounds on the Forest King's body time and time again.

Without realizing it, the rain had stopped. The morning sun also stuck out its head. The proud Forest King's body could no longer move. Only two fierce eyes were sticking out unyieldingly, leaving behind a final breath to look at the human in front of him.

"Human... Don't run... with me... ... "Victory..."

"No, I will lose to you."

Yes... Ah... I met... Enemies. "You... can't be ranked in the top ten..."

"I know."

[Weak... Animals...]

I know what to do. "

"How... how could I lose..."

"Why? It's probably because other than rocks and wood, we've learned how to throw copper balls again..."

"Copper..."

As the sun gradually rose, Archien stopped breathing. Situ Pengcheng stood in front of the former King of the Forest, his heart only filled with respect.

"Mighty Archien, King of the Forest, we will bear the responsibility of eating you."

In the distance, the sound of the horn representing victory rang out in the forest. It was clear that the human side had already won. At some point, Archer had also closed his eyes.

The war with the wild boar had ended, and the villagers had won. Although the sacrifices in this war were not small and caused about a third of the hunter casualties, the villagers did not have time to immerse themselves in sorrow. They knew that this was the price to pay for returning to land. After leaving the Peaceful Lake, they had to fight with the heavens at all times.

Sadness was only fleeting emotion. Life was the unavoidable path for the people who stayed. The villagers engraved the lives of the brave warriors in their hearts and began to prepare for the long journey.

Some of the villagers marinated pork, some searched for wild fruits and wild vegetables, and some prepared water. All of them had their own responsibilities.

In this series of preparations, Situ Pengcheng's role was the most important. After many years of wandering, he understood what he needed or didn't need on the road. He also knew how to transport resources to save energy and convenience.

Situ Pengcheng abandoned the pottery jars he had in the past and used animal hides to make water bags to store water. He also made tents mixed with cloth and fur to keep warm. These tools would prevent people from catching a cold and reduce the weight of their bodies, allowing them to last longer and walk further.

In addition, Situ Pengcheng also used his experience from the first time he passed through the forest to create a wooden wheel. He also used the wooden wheel to create a handcart, which would make it easier for people to transport resources.

At this time, the groundhog sent over good news. The seeds that Situ Pengcheng had planted in the past had already grown and were extremely sturdy. This unexpected joy also brought a trace of assurance for the future journey.

However, all of this was still not enough in the eyes of the golden-haired man who controlled the strength of the entire village. He was one of the few people in the village who understood that 'many' and 'enough "were two completely different things. In the face of this journey of indeterminable length, he and Situ Pengcheng went through the entire night to reflect. They drew up other routes and pointed out the blind spots that Situ Pengcheng had created because he travelled alone.

The golden-haired man also suggested to use the experiences that Situ Pengcheng had gone through to various places to exchange for food and daily necessities with the resources that he lacked. Then, they could exchange for the resources that they lacked from the local areas. This way, they would be able to proceed towards Situ Pengcheng's hometown.

If this amount of resources was still insufficient, the golden-haired man also decided to make use of Situ Pengcheng's long hair to share some of the daily necessities with the villages along the way. When necessary, he could also spare some manpower to work for the villages to obtain supplies.

After Situ Pengcheng heard the blond man's thoughts, he deeply understood his shortcomings. He was also impressed by the other party's method of doing things, so he raised even more questions to discuss with each other.

A few days later, the supplies and details of the long journey were all prepared, leaving only the matter of following Situ Pengcheng on his journey.

The villagers felt a sense of attachment and reluctance towards their former residence, but they were still willing to follow Situ Pengcheng back to his hometown. This was not only because they kept their promises.

It was important to keep their promises. It was good that Situ Pengcheng's hometown had the protection of the Descendants of God, but the most important thing was that everyone was separated from the times, and they were unable to grasp the information of every place.

When the blond man heard Situ Pengcheng say that there was once a great flood that flooded the world, he knew that humans had spread to every corner of the world because of this. He had a premonition that a dangerous era was coming. It wasn't an era where people like them, who relied on their past experiences, could safely remain. If they continued to be fish, there wouldn't be too many problems. However, since they had decided to return to the mainland, they had to connect with other people. A village that had begun to develop and had the protection of the Demis was a good choice.

Just like that, the golden-haired man convinced the people who wanted to stay, and allowed the entire village to follow Situ Pengcheng and embark on a long journey.

As the long and slender team of villagers was swallowed by the distant horizon, an invisible shadow was observing them from the shadows.

"It's a pity that I didn't receive a gift from Mother Earth, but at least I got a promise. I'm waiting for you to work for me, little bird. You have to stay in the human village, the village of the Descendant of God Ur. "

The grass-clothed man fiddled with the feathers that the Demi had given to the dancing bird and muttered to himself. His temperament of controlling everything had yet to change, as if it would bring a different fate to Situ Pengcheng's hometown at any moment.

People had different names at different times, such as childhood, youth, adulthood and old age. Their names were also the same.

The family name was also a form of address. In Situ Pengcheng's hometown, when he was young, his parents had given him his name. It symbolized the hope of his family. When he was an adult, he would give his name, symbolizing his own hope. When the first child was born, he would change his name. He would be the pillar of the family; when he let go of his responsibilities because of his old age, he would change his name again, symbolizing the decentralization of power.

Life and death, old and young, the stage of life, and even the responsibility he had to bear would change a person's name.

However, a name was not only for this purpose. Some people would add names of their parents, even their grandparents, and other family members into their own names. Some people did not have names since they were young and could only be obtained by making contributions. At this time, a name did not only represent their inner anticipation, but also their external relationship.

Situ Pengcheng had once changed his name. Before the great waters receded, he had given himself a name that he hoped to return to the earth. After that, he had indeed returned to the earth, and as the Demi Ur went to save the humans captured by the barbarians, he was praised by the villagers as a helper in the temple. This was a very important position in the village, but even so, there was still one thing that he couldn't let go of. That was when his brother was chased out of the village because of his mistake. This caused him to constantly worry and worry for many years.

Situ Pengcheng had once wanted to find his younger brother. But this wouldn't work. Firstly, his child was about to be born, and secondly, his family was against it, and secondly... And most importantly, the Demis were against it as well.

"If you accompany him on his adventures, the people will only put that achievement on you, and your brother will never be able to gain the forgiveness of the villagers. You have to think about whether he needs a dark cradle or a bright stage. " If life in the future stays in his home in such a way, the color of his home will fade and he will no longer look like his home.

Therefore, after being advised by Ur, Situ Pengcheng had no choice but to put away his thoughts of looking for his younger brother. A few months later, his child was born. He gave himself a name called Early Return, but he was also afraid that his younger brother would not be able to find his way home. Thus, he did not remove the last name. Situ Pengcheng's name was left behind because he was reluctant to leave.

In order to allow his younger brother to hear his information, he constantly worked hard and returned early. Situ Pengcheng's name spread wider and wider, but over the years, there was no news at all.

Just like this, dozens of winters passed. One day, Situ Pengcheng was suddenly called into the temple by Ur.

"Head in the direction of the silent sun. Go and welcome your new life. Say goodbye to your troubles."

When Situ Pengcheng heard this, he was first confused and then shocked. Then, his shock turned into joy. He immediately gathered the people around him and headed west.

As the crowd headed out of the village, they saw a second flame lit up on the distant observation platform. This was the signal that a stranger was approaching.

Although the flame lit up in the distance was burning, the flame called Anxiety was also burning in Situ Pengcheng's heart. He walked faster and faster, taking bigger and bigger steps. Then, he began to run like an antelope running on a grassland.

A team in strange clothing was gradually drawn in from the distance. Situ Pengcheng's eyes constantly swept over everyone present, and his footsteps gradually came to a stop.