"Brother, how are you?" A group of burly men appeared in Zhang Huaming's sight with various weapons in their hands, and he also recognized the two men rushing at the front.

Huang Ming and Huang Tian were the first two people to leave the battlefield just now, but Huang Ming's thighs had some difficulty in moving.

When Huang Ling saw his two companions arriving with a team of hunters from the village, he shouted with a look of displeasure on his face: "Huang Tian, ​​I didn't tell Huang Ming that he was so young and fooling around, so why did you join in?"

"Brother, I..." Huang Tian became a little nervous when his elder brother scolded him, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Brother, don't blame Brother Huang Tian. I forced him." Huang Ming looked like he was waiting for punishment.

"Okay, Xiaoling, don't blame these two little guys. Is your injury okay? Who is this?" A middle-aged man suddenly asked with a smile. Although he smiled, but from his perspective

It can be seen from his expression that there is a trace of doubt in his smile, and his eyes drift to Zhang Huaming from time to time.

Huang Ling heard the question from his most respected uncle, the village chief, and quickly responded: "Uncle Ren, this is Xiao Ling's savior. If it hadn't been for this brother just now, Xiao Ling would have..."

When Huang Ren heard his nephew's words, he smiled at Zhang Huaming and said, "Huang Ren, thank you for your help. If you are not in a hurry, you might as well come to my small village to rest for a while."

How about tonight?"

"Haha! I'm Zhang Huaming, I'm so sorry for disturbing you." Zhang Huaming naturally would not refuse Huang Ren's invitation. Today was his first time in the South China Sea, and he was completely blind, so he naturally wanted to inquire more about it.

"Okay, I, Huang, like people who are straightforward. Let's go back." Huang Ren waved his hand, and a dozen people headed down the mountain.

I don't know whether Huang Ren did it intentionally or not. He stood beside Zhang Huaming along the way and kept asking some tentative questions, which were roughly where Zhang Huaming came from. Since Zhang Huaming chose to go to Huang Ren's small village, naturally

Some things can also be explained clearly.

After about half an hour's journey, Huang Ren took Zhang Huaming to a small canyon near the foot of the mountain. What he saw were small attics made of wood. This is where Huang Ren, the surnamed Huang, lives.

The small mountain village has a population of about a hundred people. It is already evening time, and every household is filled with smoke, and it looks like they are lighting a fire to cook.

Huang Ren sent the group away, then left Huang Ling behind and said, "Xiao Ling, come with me to my house. In the evening the two of us will entertain this distinguished guest, Brother Zhang."

"Yes, Uncle Ren." Huang Ling answered without even thinking.

Huang Ren's house was actually the first one in the canyon and the one closest to the exit. Zhang Huaming vaguely understood why he chose to live here, and his affection for Huang Ren improved a lot again.

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As soon as he entered Huang Ren's small courtyard, he saw a woman washing the thigh of a beast in her hand. When Huang Ling saw the woman, he quickly greeted: "Auntie."

"Xiao Ling, it's you! Who is this?" When Lin Xiaoyan saw Zhang Huaming, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, probably because she was surprised at Zhang Huaming's height!

"Why are you asking so many questions? Go and fry some side dishes." Huang Ren ordered lightly, but the firmness in his tone did not allow his wife to refuse.

Huang Ling seemed to be very accustomed to Huang Ren's chauvinistic temper, and smiled and said: "Aunt, let me help you."

Huang Ren did not stop Huang Ling's move. After his wife left, he smiled at Zhang Huaming and said, "Brother Zhang, I made you laugh."

"Uncle Ren was joking."

After entering the hall, Huang Ren showed a thoughtful expression on his face and said: "Brother Zhang, I have something I would like to ask casually. If you find anything objectionable, just pretend that I didn't ask."

When Zhang Huaming saw Huang Ren's expression, his heart moved slightly, and with a smile on his face he said, "Uncle Ren, do you want to ask Zhang if he is from the South China Sea?"

"Haha! Brother Zhang is really smart. Yes, Huang wants to ask this. Of course, if it's not convenient for Brother Zhang to say it, you can ignore it."

"Haha, Uncle Ren, Zhang, I believe you already have the answer in your mind! That's right, Zhang is not from the South China Sea, Zhang is from the east of the Warrior Continent." Zhang Huaming admitted without any hesitation.

identity of.

"People from the east? People from the Warrior Continent?" Huang Ren's eyes flashed, and then an angry expression appeared on his face: "Impossible, Brother Zhang, if you don't want to tell Huang where he comes from, why bother to find such an excuse to lie?

Huang, do you really think Huang is so easy to deceive? Huh!"

"Oops!" Zhang Huaming saw Huang Ren's angry look on his face. He paused for a moment and said with a sincere look on his face: "Uncle Ren, Zhang is from the Warrior Continent. This is a fact! Besides, Zhang wants to deceive.

What good will your words do?"

When Huang Ren saw Zhang Huaming's sincere look, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a puzzled expression and murmured: "This is impossible! Could it be?"

"Brother Zhang, are you a cultivator?"

"Yes?" Zhang Huaming nodded and wondered in his mind whether Huang Ren had reached menopause. If he was not a cultivator, how could he have passed through the dangerous areas outside the South China Sea?

When Huang Ren heard Zhang Huaming's response, the expression on his face became even weirder. He looked at Zhang Huaming with strange eyes, and then asked tentatively: "Is it possible that you are not human?"

"Oops!!!" Zhang Huaming heard Huang Ren's words, and countless black lines appeared on his forehead. Grandma, this is the first time he has heard someone guess that he is not a human being. What is this? If he hadn't seen someone else

If it were his elder, he would want to punch him and float over.

Seeing Zhang Huaming's expression, Huang Ren seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly explained: "Brother Zhang, I'm very sorry, because according to the legends passed down in our South China Sea, only non-human beings can come to the South China Sea through the passage of the South China Sea.

, that’s why Huang said this just now. If I offended you in any way, I hope Brother Zhang will forgive me."

"Non-human?" Zhang Huaming knew the concept of ordinary people, but non-human? How do you say this? He suddenly became curious and asked with interest: "Uncle Ren, what do you mean by non-human?"

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"Haha! Non-human beings naturally do not refer to human beings, such as the ghost tribe and the smoker tribe in ancient times. Of course, these races have been extinct in ancient times. There are also people who have transformed into mythical beasts.

Only these people can freely enter and leave through the South China Sea Channel."

"Can no one except these people enter and exit the South China Sea Passage?" Zhang Huaming asked with a strange look on his face. If Huang Ren said so, then why can he safely enter and exit the South China Sea Passage? Could it be that he does not belong to it?

Humanity?

Huang Ren didn't seem to expect that Zhang Huaming would ask this question. He hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "As far as I know, no one has ever entered the South China Sea. You are the first person I know of who can tell you from the outside world."

Those who enter the South China Sea."

"That's not right! How did that boy Zhang Long come in in the first place?" Zhang Huaming muttered, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a look of surprise on his face: "Uncle Ren, I want to ask you something.

, can people from the beast tribe also enter and leave the South China Sea at will?"

"Orcs?" Huang Ren seemed a little unfamiliar with this name. After being stunned for a moment, he nodded with a matter-of-fact expression on his face and said, "Of course, the people of the Orcs are not human beings, so they can naturally enter and leave the South China Sea at will.

"

"It's no wonder."

"By the way, Brother Zhang, Huang needs to remind you that you must be careful when walking outside, because the people in Nanhai are very repulsive to outsiders, and people in Nanhai generally take people away directly when they see them.

Go to the temple to receive the reward."

"Temple?" When Zhang Huaming heard this title, he said with a surprised expression on his face: "Uncle Ren, what is this temple? Why do they take people from the outside and send them to the temple to receive rewards?"

Huang Ren shook his head and said: "As far as I know, this temple appeared a thousand years ago. As soon as this temple appeared, it immediately swept all the large and small forces in the entire South China Sea. In just three years, it swept away all the forces in the entire South China Sea.

Ruled together, in the past thousand years, all forces in the South China Sea that are not subject to the jurisdiction of the temple will be exterminated in a very short time, but as for why the temple is so interested in outsiders, Huang has no idea."

"Uncle Ren, here we are, it's time to eat, the food is ready." Huang Ling's voice interrupted the chat between Zhang Huaming and Huang Ren.

"Xiao Ling, should you take out the fine wine that has been stored in the jar in front of you for five years to entertain the distinguished guests?" Huang Ren said to Huang Ling with a smile.

"Uncle Ren, it seems that you asked me to accompany Brother Zhang because of my jar of fruit wine! That's fine! I'm bleeding profusely today, so I'll go get it now." After Huang Ling finished speaking with a smile,

Then he left Huang Ren's home.

In less than a hundred breaths, Huang Ling came back with a large jar in his hand. It looked like the good wine Huang Ren had mentioned.

Huang Ling gently patted open the mud seal on the top of the wine jar, and suddenly a aroma of wine wafted out. Zhang Huaming smelled the aroma of wine, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine."

Huang Ling seemed to enjoy others praising the wine in his hand. Hearing his benefactor's praise, Huang Ling had a smile on his face. He quickly picked up the wine jar and helped Zhang Huaming pour a bowl slowly and said: "Brother Zhang, taste it and brew it yourself."

Made fruit wine.”

"Okay." Zhang Huaming picked up the big bowl and took a sip. He felt a sweet liquid melt in his mouth and praised again: "Good wine, really good wine."

Then Zhang Huaming drank a bowl of fine wine in one gulp and licked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"Come on, brother Zhang, have another bowl." Huang Ling immediately helped Zhang Huaming pour another bowl, and then poured it for Huang Ren, who had been waiting for the wine, and then filled it for himself.
Chapter completed!