A mob of clones

Chapter 1 I am Wu He, Chenglin Village, Sangzhong Town, Hulushan

"87, 88..."

The sky has just dawned, and a faint mist is still lingering in the distance above the sky. A faint white fish belly has just risen in the east, laying down a string of silk-like mist in the dense forest.

In a forest adjacent to Chenglin Village, there was already a relatively strong figure sweating profusely.

It was a young man who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, no taller than a weakling, with a turban on his head. Based on his exposed wheat-colored skin and strong muscles, it could be seen that he was not one of those three minutes of heat. people……

"Hey, morning~ Ahe, you got up so early to exercise~"

"Ninety~"

Hearing the sound, the young man kept moving his hands and raised his head slightly. Then he saw a man with some wrinkles on his face, some white hair on his head, dark skin, slightly hunched back, and a hat on his head. , carrying a hoe, a farmer who was about 40 or [-] years old, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he responded:

"Morning, Uncle Wu~"

Looking at the boy who was still working hard with his head down after saying hello to him, the farmer, whom the boy called Uncle Wu, smiled and shook his head slightly, sighing as he walked.

"It would be great if the little kid in my house is as hard-working as you. He doesn't want to get up when the sun is shining on his buttocks. He never leaves the door or takes a step forward all day long. Now he can't lift his hands or carry it on his shoulders. He holds a broken book and yells all day long. He wants to go to a big city, just like him, alas..."

"Whether he can marry a wife and have enough to eat in the future is a question..."

"97-98-99-one hundred..."

Listening to Uncle Wu's complaints in his ears, the young man who was counting silently in his mind raised his head again, and with a hint of breath in his voice, he persuaded:

"I said Uncle Wu, please don't be too harsh on Xiaosi. Everyone has different talents. Some people are born to practice martial arts, and some people are born to practice writing."

"Maybe Xiaosi is suitable for studying. If you have to let him practice martial arts or work in the fields, then you are burying him..."

"It's hard~"

Shaking his head slightly, Uncle Wu waved his hand to the young man, and then slowly walked away with the hoe...

Watching Uncle Wu walk further and further away, the young man continued to lower his head and changed his position to practice hard...

……

As the red light of the morning sun spreads across the earth, and as the roosters crow one after another, more and more people walk by with hoes on their shoulders.

Some of them greeted the young man with a smile, while others acted as if they hadn't seen him at all and stayed away. Others looked at him with eyes full of contempt and contempt.

A small village like a corner, with no more than a hundred households in total, a short dirt road no more than a hundred meters long, a small grove with no more than a hundred trees, but it contains all kinds of things in the world.

Completed a series of exercises such as dumbbell squats, dumbbell lunges, dumbbell straight-leg deadlifts, one-arm lateral raises, bent-over dumbbell dips, hammer dumbbell curls, dumbbell bench press, attached dumbbell rows, and pull-ups. After stretching, feeling the soreness coming from all over his body, the young man finally let out a long breath...

"Whoo~"

"The morning exercise is now complete, it's time to go back..."

The boy's home is at the end of this small forest, in a place close to the mountains, and he does not live with the villagers in the village.

However, the young man was not in a hurry to go home. He walked forward along a relatively spacious grassland among the groves, then turned a few corners and arrived at a creek with a wooden stick as long as one person stuck on the bank.

This is the main place where the villagers use water for watering the fields, washing vegetables, washing clothes, etc. Basically, as long as summer comes, many shirtless men will come here to play in the water and cool off. However, it is only the beginning of spring now, and the air There is still a bit of coolness in the air, and the sun has just risen, so almost no one comes here to shop for vegetables and wash clothes at this time, so there is only one young person here.Since there was no one around, the young man didn't have any scruples. He pulled the rag with his hair wrapped around his head from his waist and soaked it directly in the water. When it was filled with clean stream water, he fished it out again and used it to Gently wipe the sweat from your body.

In the early spring, the temperature of the stream is still low. Even if the boy is strong, the cold water and the forest wind will make the boy shiver all over, and seven to eight points of the very hot air will disappear.

After wringing out the strip-shaped rag on his hand and washing it with water several times, the boy tied up his long hair again. While tying his hair, the boy couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Everything else is fine, but according to ancient customs, long hair is really difficult to take care of..."

After tying up his hair, the young man skillfully pulled out the long stick stuck on the bank of the stream, stabbed it accurately into the stream, then raised the stick again, and inserted a small fish the size of a tail palm from the water.

The small fish is about seven or eight inches long, which is not very big, but it is already rare in this creek.

It is estimated that after the heavy snowfall in winter, the weather finally warmed up, so he swam from deep water to shallow water, which turned out to be an advantage for the boy.

"We are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. We can't find big meat, but we have one big fish. I am really lucky today..."

Looking at the little fish that was still flopping around even after it died in his hand, the young man's face suddenly turned into a "honest" smile.

He exercises every day, but it is considered a major festival to find a little bit of oil in the food of a poor family, let alone the nourishment of big fish and meat.

It was now early spring, and the fish in the stream had been resting for a whole winter before they became so sluggish that they could easily appear on the shore and be caught by him.

If you wait until the weather gets warmer and men enjoying the cool air, children playing, and peasant women washing gather at the creek, it will not be so easy to catch fish in the creek again...

"Oh~ Why are you worried about this? I won't be here in the summer anyway..."

Shaking his head slightly, the young man put on his clothes again and was about to leave. However, before he could take two steps, a figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the stream and stopped him.

The young man looked up at the other side of the creek. Here he saw a man with a kind face and decent clothes who had appeared on the other side of the creek. He shouted to him across the creek:

"Hey, young man over there, can you tell me how to get to Sangzhong Town..."

Hearing the shout from the man opposite, the young man couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Sangzhong Town is the largest town nearby. Although it sounds a bit strange, it is true. There are a total of thirteen villages in the remote area of ​​Dahulu Mountain, but there is only one small town.

The reason why Da Hulu Mountain is called Da Hulu Mountain is because on the map, this mountain looks like a big gourd scoop. Including the village where the boy is located, thirteen villages are distributed in an arc shape on the surface of Hulu Head. Only Sangzhong Town, located in Hulukou, is connected to the outside world.

To be honest, if this man asked the farmers in the village, he probably wouldn't be able to find out the answer. After all, farmers don't go out very much. There are butchers, hunters, female workers, and even people selling daily necessities in the village. Most of the time There is no need to go to the market, and most of them have never left the village.

But if you ask the boy, you are asking the right person. The boy has a special family situation and often follows his family to Sangzhong Town. He is very familiar with this road.

Therefore, without any hesitation, the young man pointed out the way for the man.

"Go east from here...and then..."

After hearing what the young man said, the man smiled heartily, thanked him and planned to leave directly. But before leaving, the man paused, turned to the young man who was about to leave again and shouted:
"Young man, can you tell me your name?"

The young man was really taken aback by this. No one had ever asked him this question. After all, most of the people in the village were acquaintances, and outside they were all elders socializing with others. It was really a moment for someone to directly ask his name. A rare thing.

However, the young man was not surprised for long. After being stunned for a moment, he raised his head and replied with a "honest" expression:
"Wu He..."

(End of this chapter)