This year's New Year's Eve is particularly cold!

In the land of Guizhou, an ancient and closed village and a courtyard, there are people in the sky, and the lights are decorated with colorful lights.

A thin figure, unkempt and dirty, dressed in rags and muddy feet, staggered and came outside the mountain gate.

This is a little boy, only seven or eight years old.

In front of the village, he was trembling in the wind.

"Mom, will you be here? I've been looking for you for a year!"

He looked around, looked at the stone house that was looming in the village, and looked at the wisps of smoke coming out of the stone house. He hesitated, and finally stopped next to a big stone.

He dared not go in!

Because, this is Longtan Village!

I heard that the people in this village are all members of the Buyi tribe, and they are very fierce!

He is afraid of being beaten!

He was scared of being beaten, and now his body is still covered with bruises!

"Mom, where are you! I'm so cold! I'm hungry!"

He squatted down, curled up in a ball, and leaned against the big rock.

However, the clothes on his body were ripped everywhere, unable to withstand the cold wind. He wanted to use his hands to cover the hole in this place, and the place was exposed again.

His hands, his face, and flesh exposed to the cold wind were frozen white, blue and purple.

He is too cold!

He could no longer hold it back, and suddenly, he stood up and took steps.

The next moment, he stopped again.

He is still hesitating!

Looking at the vast mountains behind the village, it looked like a big beast and insect, with bloody mouths open, waiting for him to go in and tear him to pieces.

However, he was too hungry, too cold, and the sky was getting darker. Today, he didn't want to freeze to death and starve to death on the street during the Chinese New Year.

Here, except for Longtan Village, there are mountains and forests everywhere, and there is no one else in the crowd. He dare not spend the night on the roadside.

That cold big stone did not give him a sense of security.

He can't die, he hasn't found his mother yet.

"Being beaten to death is better than being starved to death and freeze to death!"

He gritted his teeth, took another step, and staggered.

The thin figure stepped into Longtan Village tremblingly.

He walked in!

He saw a large yard, surrounded by pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water.

The most important thing is that in the center of the yard, there is a fire!

A lot of fires are burning!

Around the fire, men, women, young and old, they were wearing blue and white flower clothes and holding flower veils. They were singing and dancing around the vigorous fire.

"The Buyi tribe's clothes are so beautiful!" the little boy envied.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind and ran to the fire with all his strength.

He longs for warmth! Very eager!

His steps were getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer and closer to the fire.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a ball of mud flew over and hit his face.

"Where are the savages coming from? You are not welcome here!" It was a little boy shouting loudly.

At this moment, all eyes fell on the trembling little boy.

Among them, there was a man in his teens, with his sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes. He was not wearing the blue clothes of the Buyi people. He sat alone under the eaves of a house. He heard the shouts and put down the book in his hand.

"I...I'm here to find my mother!" The ragged little boy staggered back.

However, at this moment, no one in the entire compound came forward to help him.

"Ba!Ba!"

The mud in the sky flew towards him, smashing him all over.

The thin body fell to the ground.

As soon as he got up, he saw a group of children rushing towards him, punching and kicking him.

He fell down again!

He did not beg for mercy, nor did he fight back, and he did not say a word and silently endured it.

"Mom, you don't want me anymore. Xiaoyong will never see you again! No matter where you are, you must be fine!"

The little boy rolled on the ground, feeling his head groggy. He felt that he might be dying and would never see his mother again.

This is the only cry in his heart!

He shouted at his mother, shouted, shouted...

Suddenly, he felt his body lightening... and turned over and opened his eyes.

He realized that the group of children who beat him had retreated far away and took the initiative to give way.

He saw a big brother walking towards him step by step.

The big brother was wearing the clothes of the Han family and holding a book. He didn't say a word, but every time he took a step, the people in front would take the initiative to move aside, regardless of gender, age or age.

The little boy in rags suddenly lit up his eyes.

This big brother is so handsome!

The people here seem to be afraid of him!

Moreover, he was walking towards himself.

Just as the little boy began to be nervous and uneasy, the man had already come to him.

"Are you okay?" This is the first thing he said, extremely calm, unlike a ten-year-old child.

The little boy nodded, then shook his head quickly, not daring to speak.

"This is Longtan Village. During the Chinese New Year and holidays, outsiders are unpopular and they will be beaten up by mud! No matter who it is!" The visitor continued, "Little guy, where are you from and what are you doing here?"

"I... I'm here to find my mother!" said the little boy, "My mother is gone. I've been looking for her, and I've been looking for her for a long time. Big brother, I don't remember where my home is!"

"Can you stand up?" asked the visitor.

The little boy forced himself to hold his body and tried hard to get up. However, he fell to the ground after he supported his waist. After repeated this several times, he finally stood firm.

Just when he was at a loss, there was a hand that had already held his hand.

"Good!" The person who came smiled and patted the little boy on the shoulder, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zheng Yong!" the young man whispered.

"My name is Wu Zhiyuan!" He held his hand tightly and laughed, "Let's go home with me, from now on, you are my brother! I promise, no one dares to bully you!"

"Brother Yuan!" Zheng Yong nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.

He pulled him and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I took a step, I was blocked by figures.

"Xiao Kai, no, he is an outsider!" someone said hurriedly.

"Yes, Kaiyang, he is not a member of our Buyi tribe. You can't let someone come in at will!"

"Yes, Kaiyang, you are like this. Your father is back home, but he has to deal with you!"

"If you feel sorry for him, give him some clothes, give him some food, and send him away. Foreigners can't do this..."

The onlookers were talking and pointing their fingers.

Wu Zhiyuan's face remained unchanged.

"Help me take it first! Take it!" Wu Zhiyuan chuckled and put the book on Zheng Yong's hand. The moment he turned around, his face suddenly became cold, just like the ice in the Nine Heavens Hell.

In Zheng Yong's surprised gaze, suddenly, Wu Zhiyuan pulled out a long sword from his waist and stood in front of him.

"Get out of here!" Wu Zhiyuan roared, and the people around him retreated one after another.

"Xiao Kai, you're crazy. You're the New Year, and you carry a knife with you. Who do you want to cut off?"

"That's right? I heard that yesterday, the cows from Wu Lao San's family kept calling and quarreling that he was reading, but he was hacked to death. It's not good, Kaiyang is going to kill people!"

"Look at his father coming back, how can he deal with him!"

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"Shut up!" Wu Zhiyuan yelled again and pointed at Zheng Yong and said, "From the future, he will be my brother of Kaiyang and my Buyi tribe. You will not be able to let you talk nonsense. Whoever dares to gossip behind my back, be careful of your cows!"

Everyone in the courtyard was quiet and looked at Wu Zhiyuan in great horror.

They are not afraid of chopping people, but they are afraid that their cattle will be cut down. They are used to plow the fields and even more important than their lives.

"Let's go home, I think who dares to talk more!"

Wu Zhiyuan put away the knife, turned his head, grinned, took Zheng Yong's hand, and walked towards a stone slab house.

"Brother Yuan!"

Zheng Yong looked at the big brother in front of him and the figure pulling him forward. In his eyes, he suddenly became very high.

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Chapter completed!