I am farming and growing flowers in the ancient martial arts world

Chapter 1
In the eyes of the aborigines in Kyushu, October [-]th is an ordinary day no different from the past.

With a bang, a figure that appeared out of thin air on the snow field outside the Endless Sea was pulled by gravity and fell down into the thick white snow.

The splashed snowflakes were swirled and blown by the strong wind, hitting the faces of those who were struggling to walk.

The thin figure who was almost smashed straight back took two steps, "What, what's the situation? Let's walk and walk, why did a big living person appear out of thin air?"

It's broad daylight, that's right, they can't walk and run into ghosts in broad daylight, right?
The leading middle-aged man stretched out his skinny hand and patted the snow off his face and clothes, "It's hard to say whether he will live or not."

Seeing this person appearing straight and falling straight, the middle-aged man in the lead felt that this person was most likely dead.

He took a step forward and leaned over to look at the hapless ghost on the ground who had still made no sound so far.

"Hey, this guy looks pretty good."

Zhen Xiaomei, who had regained some consciousness due to the shock she received when she landed, heard a series of question marks in her heart when she heard this sentence.

If she remembers correctly, she should now have a black charcoal head with a small round face, bald eyebrows, a flat nose, and protruding lips.
This kind of appearance is called "good-looking". Well, did she land on a planet with a strange aesthetic?

Zhen Xiaomei was thinking about it, when she heard a dull female voice hurriedly said: "If he can grow up like this, he must have something to eat. Let's look for it before he wakes up!"

Before Zhen Xiaomei could figure out what she looked like, whether she had food on her body, and what was the connection between these two things, the leading middle-aged man obeyed and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand to Zhen Xiaomei, "Then I'll flip through his clothes."

Zhen Xiaomei:! ! !

She opened her eyes in a flash, startling the middle-aged man who had stretched out his hand in front of her.

Zhen Xiaomei made no secret of her murderous aura. Her dark eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man, and if there was any real murderous aura, the middle-aged man subconsciously fell back.

"Live, live, he's still alive!" The middle-aged man fell down in the snow and ordered his companions loudly, "Quick, hold him down!"

Everyone agreed confusedly, and then rushed towards Zhen Xiaomei in unison—this is a big fat sheep they managed to catch, no matter what they said, they couldn't let Zhen Xiaomei run away.

Zhen Xiaomei didn't seem to feel the wounds on her body at all. She put one hand on the ground expressionlessly, exhausted all the strength in her body, and endured the severe pain that would make ordinary people completely lose consciousness. He rushed over, trying to subdue her with all his hands and feet, turned over neatly, and jumped out of the crowd by coincidence.

Then, she gritted her teeth, maintained a fighting posture that could be advanced, attacked, retreated, and defended, and confronted those people with bluff.

Those people don't know that Zhen Xiaomei is actually at the end of her battle at this time, her mind is dizzy, her eyes are dark, if it is not for the continuous pain all over her body to refresh her, she can't even maintain her sober state.

But those people didn't want to let Zhen Xiaomei go lightly just because Zhen Xiaomei escaped from their siege once.

They had really been hungry for too long, and it was rare to meet Zhen Xiaomei, a person who was able to maintain a normal figure in the age of per capita reed sticks. Even if they risked their lives, they didn't want to let it go easily.

Raising the sticks and swords they carried with them, those people rushed towards Zhen Xiaomei like a swarm.

Zhen Xiaomei's trembling right hand touched the energy gun that was hung on the front of her belt, but her injured finger couldn't open the buckle that fixed the gun on the belt.

Seeing that the stick in the hand of the person closest to her was about to fall on her head, Zhen Xiaomei could only roll back while touching the card-type stealth energy gun on her left wrist instead.

The stealth energy gun has only three bullets in total, and they are all miniature. Using this gun to fight against the enemy requires a closer distance and better technology than normal energy guns.

Given her current physical condition, it was unknown whether she could kill three enemies with this gun.

Taking a deep breath, Zhen Xiaomei raised her gun against the smog all over her head and pointed it at the reed stick in the front.

But before she could pull the trigger, she fell limply without warning.

Zhen Xiaomei whispered "Oops", at this moment she was exhausted and passed out, God is planning to completely cut off her way of life?

Seeing this, Reedstick, who was about to cut her a knife, hesitated and didn't go over to make up the knife immediately.

People like them who lick blood with knives are not lacking in vigilance. He is afraid that Zhen Xiaomei will deliberately show weakness and lure them into the bait.

Seeing that he was not moving, the reed sticks who were a step behind him stopped, and tacitly entered the wait-and-see mode together.

A group of people stood there observing for a long time and found that Zhen Xiaomei was still motionless, so the middle-aged man in the lead sent the best reed stick in the team over, "Ah Hu, go find out if he is alive or dead." gone."

Ah Hu replied yes, and cautiously leaned towards Zhen Xiaomei.

Zhen Xiaomei lay on her back in the snow, but her legs were still in an awkward posture of bending and stretching. In addition, even if he poked her a few times with a wooden stick, she didn't respond at all, obviously she was really dizzy passed.

Ah Hu breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his heart.He leaned in front of Zhen Xiaomei, and was about to reach out his hand to sniff her, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the unobvious ups and downs on Zhen Xiaomei's chest.

He was taken aback, "Woman?"

Hearing the words, the other reed sticks immediately rushed over.

One of them added, "Are you sure it's a woman?"

Ah Hu stretched out his hand and pointed to the position below Zhen Xiaomei's neck and above her stomach, signaling to everyone to look with their own eyes.

"It's really a woman!" Reed Chaistick, who had asked Ah Hu for sure before, rubbed his hands excitedly, "Second Uncle, it was Ah Hu last time, so it should be my turn this time, right?"

The middle-aged man he called "Second Uncle" was the leader of their team and was responsible for distributing all the precious "materials" in the team, including women.

But before he could nod or shake his head, other people in the team jumped out to protest fiercely.

"Why is it you after Ah Hu?"

"That's right! Why?"

"It's just that I have done more meritorious service than you!" The young man from Luchaibang, who was eager to marry a daughter-in-law, looked fiercely, "I have been born and died for so many years, can't I get a daughter-in-law for the credit I have made?"

The two people he responded to refused to show weakness, and one of them said, "It's as if others haven't been born and died for many years! Since everyone is the same, why do you marry a wife first?"

Another person also said: "You have made meritorious deeds, so what's the matter with you? When did you make meritorious deeds, the second uncle didn't give you the reward you deserved?"

(End of this chapter)