Bailuo doesn't know what this thing is.

The only thing he can be sure of is that the book appeared when he broke his leg by a wild boar and woke up from a coma.

Bailuo does not know the origin of this black book, nor does he know its function.

But as a traveler, 20 years later, Bailuo subconsciously thought: 'could this be my late Golden finger?'

If the leg is broken by a pig, it is the way to awaken Goldfinger.

Bailuo regretted: 'why didn't I be arched by a pig earlier?'

"Brother?"

Eniya was stupefied: "what capital?"

"nothing."

Bailuo really doesn't know. He can't figure out what this black book is.

Perhaps the knowledgeable uncle knew, but in Bailuo's consciousness, he felt that he could not tell anyone about the existence of this book.

Just like the matter of soul wearing, it is Bailuo's biggest secret, even his family has not directly revealed it.

For those strange things, Broudo is perfunctory with 'dreaming'.

However, he is no longer the Bailuo of a previous life.

In this life, he is only Beloyaton, the eldest brother of Inya, the head of the village of Arton, and their new leader.

"go home."

Bailuo didn't stay out much either. He just went for a walk in the field today, but he hasn't recovered yet.

"Big Brother, let me help you."

"come on, it's a little hurt, hiss."

Just about to say a few cruel words, but the extremely sour pain, but let Bailuo take the words back: "help me, hiss, leave that guy's pig's hoof to me tonight, and the Artons must wash the shame with the enemy's pig's hoofs!"

"all right, hee hee."

Eniya held back a smile, but still gently helped Bailuo back to the cabin.

"squeak."

Soon after, a tall figure came in.

"Uncle."

Full of white hair, Qiu beard is also silver, his face is resolute, although old, but people trust and rely on.

"can Luo go to the field today?"

"I've been lying down for a week with a little injury," Bailuo said with a smile. "it's a disgrace."

"did you leave the pig's feet?"

The old man smiled and changed the subject and said, "the shame of the Arden family must be washed with the pig's feet of the enemy!"

"it's stewing, and there's going to be a pig's foot to eat."

In the corner, the girl wore an apron and turned over the pig's feet in the pot with a huge wooden spoon in her hand.

To tell you the truth, the Artonians are not good at craftsmanship, and they don't have any seasonings.

Can't go to the fishy-smelling wild boar, where can it be delicious?

But Bailuo is not picky about food, and for the Artonians, it would be nice to have a meal, but there is no way to be picky.

At noon, on the table.

"hiss, hiss."

Eniya gnawed at the pig's feet, and the uncle and Belo ate it, too, but only a little bit.

"eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Bailuo indulged in saying that he was eating air-dried venison, which tasted ordinary, but chewy.

The old man sat opposite him, leaning sideways and smoking silently.

Bailuo knows what's going on in the village.

The village has a population of 80, most of whom are women and children.

The former Artonians did not live here, they had a larger settlement.

However, the local lords persecuted the Atonians and fought wars and crusades again and again, forcing all the adults of the Artonians to resist with their lives.

In the end, only a very small number of people fled into the mountains under the leadership of their uncle and dodged a bullet.

In the village of 80 people, children under the age of 13 account for more than half, excluding the elderly, there are only ten adult men and women.

The old man is the former village head and the former patriarch of the Aton clan. He is responsible for the villagers of the Aton village.

After all, almost all the residents of the village are related by blood.

The most complex can count three, four or five generations, and find common great-grandparents and great-great-grandfathers.

So the Artonians have a very close relationship, like a big family, and they have carried it together for so many years of ups and downs.

"how's it going?"

Now, Bailuo is the new leader, and he has taken over the burden from Saros, so Bailuo would have been responsible for these things if he hadn't been injured.

"as before, there is no change, you can install it, you can procrastinate, you can procrastinate as much as you can."

The old man didn't say in detail, but he probably didn't want Bailuo to worry.

Now, he is still seriously injured.

"what's the matter?"

The old man saw that Bailuo had something on his mind and had been hesitant to speak for the past half a month.

Considering that young people have their own secrets, the uncle didn't ask any more questions.

But this time, Bailuo obviously wrote the question on his face, and the uncle had to ask it.

"A little bit, that."

"it's a little doubtful," Bailuo said. "

"what about the soldiers today? Or the peddler from the other day? "

"after all these years, those who should be used to it are used to it. If people in the village are really starving to death, I will definitely ask them to be buried with them."

Bailuo said very easily, but the determination made the eyes of Eniya, who was gnawing at the pig's feet, glowing.

They are Aden, which is synonymous with viciousness in the eyes of outsiders.

"add me! Add me! I'm going to shoot them in the head! "

"eat your pig's feet well, adults talk, children don't interrupt."

Bailuo angrily patted Yiniya's little head, and then looked at the uncle: "just saying, uncle, don't be angry."

"Why are you angry?"

"if you really feel so good," said the uncle, smoking a cigarette, "just do it. Now you are the leader."

Bailuo is not a weak man without the power to bind a chicken.

The old man went out and fought many battles at that time, and he not only could fight by himself, but also taught Bailuo and his people all kinds of skills, and trained them into incomparably excellent warriors.

Unfortunately, due to health reasons, the uncle has been going downhill for many years.

In battle, the old man will be able to teach Bailuo everything he can-he has nothing to teach him.

"I am old, and the inheritance of this village, our Aden family, will depend on you in the future."

Uncle said very casually, no matter what Bailuo did well or badly, it was chosen by Bailuo.

"the worst thing is to exterminate the clan."

"if you are really forced to live," the uncle said calmly, "remember, you must save me a head!"

A simple sentence, but with great hatred and dissatisfaction.

"Uncle."

Uncle supports Bailuo, no matter what kind of decision he makes, even if he takes them to death, the old man will not hesitate to follow.

The grace of life-saving, the grace of upbringing.

If we say that in this world, who is most grateful to Bailuo, it must be the old man in front of him.

"Oh!"

Eniya quickly swallowed the wild boar and said, "give it to me!" Save one for me, too! "

"."

The good atmosphere was interrupted by this sudden remark from Eniya.

Bailuo looked calmly at Inya.

"Uh."

The girl hurriedly buried her face under the pig's feet: "I eat pig's feet, eat pig's feet."

"come on, what can I do for you?"

The uncle said, "at least I was out there when I was young, and I was too knowledgeable to be knowledgeable, but I still know a thing or two about general things. What do you want to ask, Xiao Luo?"

The old man is not erudite. He has lived with him for nearly twenty years. Bailuo knows very well how good this old man is.

"is there magic in this world?"

"ahem!"

"ahem."

The sudden question made the old man choke. He looked at Bailuo inexplicably: "what does magic mean?" I've never heard of that word. Why do you ask? "

The vocabulary of magic was invented by Bailuo himself.

The language of this world is different from that of previous lives. It is neither Chinese nor English, but an unprecedented language.

So the word magic has never been heard of by my uncle.

But the meaning contained in it, the uncle understood, should be some kind of magical power.

"Uncle, you haven't heard of it either?"

In the dark room, an old man and a young man sat on the old gray-black wooden table-they were facing each other.

Bailuo has always regarded his uncle as the forerunner of the world, and all his knowledge and understanding of the world comes from this old man.

But even Saros has never seen magic, so either there is no magic in this world, or magic is extremely rare.

'it 's not magic.'

Bailuo looked doubtfully at the black notebook in his mind: 'what is it then?'

"Why do you ask?"

The uncle frowned slightly and asked, "did something happen to you?"

When he said this, there was a hint of expectation in the uncle's tone.

However, Bailuo felt his uncle's fear. He was afraid of his misjudgment, so he was disappointed.

"No."

Bello turned his attention away from his notebook. "maybe I'm hallucinating," he said. "

Uncle noticed, but did not ask, since Bailuo wants to protect the secret, he will also help Bailuo keep it a secret: "I don't know what magic you are talking about, but if it is beyond the power of ordinary people."

The old man puffed out the clouds and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"