"Our Yangjia Village is the final decision. You can wait for news here. If the village leader asks you to stay, you can stay. If the village leader asks you to leave, I can't do anything about it... But the village leader is cold and warm, and has a pure nature, so I guess he won't drive you away."

The tall and thin man saw Yang Xu's expression of worry and comfort, so he comforted him with a few words of gentle words.

A moment later, the burly black man named Fugui returned, and after coming to the hut, he threw a piece of coarse cloth and short brown in his hand in front of Yang Xu, grinning and said, "The leader of the village, Renyi, agrees to you stay. He also said that if you really have nowhere to go, just stay in our Yangjia Village. If we have something to eat in the future, we will not be hungry. You should have some food first, then take a shower and change your clothes, and have a good rest for a night. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yang Xu's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he looked solemn, saluting to the tall and thin man and the burly black man with his hands: "Yang Xu, a fugitive from the north, please take it in! Thank you all the heroes!"

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From time traveling to now, most of the day has passed. After several twists and turns, Yang Xu has been hungry and tired.

He drank a bowl of porridge brought by the burly black man Yang Fugui, took a shower, and then lay on the small wooden bed in the house to prepare for rest.

However, although his eyelids were astringent and he was very distressed, he was lying on the bed toss and turned, unable to fall asleep for a while.

The bowl of porridge he just drank was made of corn mixed with bran. It was not only light but tasteless, but it was a little irritating when swallowing.

However, Yang Fugui said that the village harvest has been poor in the past two years, and such corn porridge mixed with bran is the best food that the village people can eat.

Within a moment of drinking porridge, Yang Xu, who had been in the workplace for many years in another world and had experienced all kinds of intrigues, easily took out a lot of things about Yangjiazhai and even Zhao from Yang Fugui who was unscheming and stubborn.

Decades ago, the world was in chaos and the State of Zhao was not established. A group of green forest people led by the current village leader, Grandpa Yang Hongyu, hid in this mountain forest and built this almost isolated village.

Because most of the villagers in the village were named Yang, they were named Yangjiazhai. Yang Hongyu's grandfather was elected as the first village leader because of his high moral character and unparalleled benevolence and righteousness.

In the early days of Yangjiazhai, the people of the villages remained unchanged in green forests. They went out to rob their houses every now and then, and their lives were quite comfortable.

However, when Yang Hongyu's father's generation was born, the world was unified and people were determined. Emperor Zhao began to order the removal of bandits and robbers from all over the country and restore peace to the people.

After losing some people, the villagers of Yangjiazhai finally stopped, followed the trend, became naturalized and became good people, cultivated fields at the foot of the mountain, raised some chickens and ducks on the mountain, and lived a semi-hidden life.

A few years ago, an enemy that Yang Hongyu's father formed in the past came to seek revenge. Yang's father responded with emotion. Even though he finally killed his opponent, he died due to serious injuries.

After Yang's father passed away, the villagers of the village chose Yang Hongyu as the new village leader after discussion.

Yang Hongyu is not old, but her kung fu is not bad, she is chivalrous and kind, and has a fair manner in her work, and is quite like a father, so she is loved by the people of the village.

The State of Zhao, where Yangjiazhai is located, has been in constant conflict with the Beihu, which has been established in the north for a hundred years. Especially in the border areas, wars occur from time to time, so that a large number of people in Zhao may move into nearby cities to hide, or move their families to the south, leaving behind deserted villages and forts, and roosters crowing thousands of miles away.

Nowadays, both countries have large numbers of troops stationed in the border areas and often send spies to each other's borders to inquire about various military information.

Although Yangjiazhai, which has only dozens of families, is located on the border of Zhao, it has not been harassed by military leaders because of its closed environment, and is still peaceful.

According to Yang Fugui, in recent years, the weather has been either drought or flooding, and even the fields are not harvested. The people of Yangjiazhai who rely on the weather to make a living have started to feel sad. Some villagers have to give up their status and go to Jinyang City at the foot of the mountain to do odd jobs and earn some money to support their families.

More than a dozen village residents, including Yang Fugui, simply regained the old business of the Yangjiazhai ancestors and started a bandit business.

It is said that they are bandits, but they insist on robbing the rich but not the poor. Even if they robbing the rich, they will leave three parts of their wealth to the other party. Moreover, they will never kill people without encountering extreme situations. It is also true that they are thieves.

When Yang Xu was traveling through time, when Yang Fugui and others returned, they found that he was dressed strangely and had suspicious signs, so they took him back to Yangjiazhai for interrogation.

"Sure enough... that long-legged girl really knows kung fu! Well, she can shock the men in the village with her female body. I guess her kung fu is still very good?"

Yang Hongyu's peerless appearance appeared in front of Yang Xu, and she could not connect her with the word "city leader".

After all, in his impression, the heads of the villages, most of them were full of beards and hairy figures.

As for the tall and thin man with clear eyes and sharp eyes that left a deep impression on Yang Xu, Yang Xu now knew that his name was Yang Xing, Yang Hongyu's second uncle. Because of his flexible head, he could recognize some words. He was like a think tank in Yangjia Village. The villagers all liked to call him military advisors.

Yang Fugui also told Yang Xu that there was a man named Yang Dazhi in the village who was unparalleled in the village, but he was currently serving his seriously ill mother at home and would introduce him to Yang Xu another day.

In short, according to what Yang Fugui said, this small Yangjia Village with less than a hundred families seems to have many powerful figures, just like a place where the tiger and the dragon are crouching.

Yang Xu did not take the talent of Yangjiazhai as a villager tossing and turning on the wooden bed until he fell asleep in the middle of the night. What he thought about in the dream was just how to survive after he arrived in this strange world.

When he woke up the next morning, Yang Xu sat on the wooden bed for a while. In a daze, he couldn't believe what happened yesterday.

He pinched himself a few times, grinning in pain, and tears flowed, and finally accepted the fact that he traveled through time.

From a modern society with developed technology and explosion of information, we have been going against the current for many years to a nearly isolated and remote and poor ancient village. This huge contrast has left Yang Xu at a loss until now.

But since you have come here and become one of the many living beings in this world, what else can you do besides struggling to survive and trying to adapt?

"Damn it, I can still eat and sleep through another world. My heart is really big!"

"In another world, I am a workplace elite and have been doing well. I don't believe that I can't survive here! God, you have put my hands on me, but don't want me to surrender! Just watch, in this world, I can still live well!"

Yang Xu suddenly slapped the bed and howled to the sky with his throat, as if he wanted to vent all kinds of negative emotions accumulated in his chest after passing through.

After a long time, Yang Xu clumsily put on the coarse cloth short brown piece that Yang Fugui found last night and walked out of the hut.

Although the ancient clothes were indescribably awkward and did not fit very well, Yang Xu understood that if he wanted to live in this strange world, he had to integrate into it as soon as possible and adapt to everything here!

Although the clothes he originally had several torn, he was reluctant to throw them away. He planned to find a place to clean them in the future. Even if he no longer wore them, he could keep them as a souvenir.
Chapter completed!