Companion reading Xiaomuzhong's work Fierce Tiger Teacher Fierce Tiger Teacher Little Overlord Enters the World NO. 1 Little Overlord, Suddenly Returns to Hometown...

  The misty rain of Jiangnan, shattered dreams are hard to count.

  In March and April, it happened to coincide with the blooming of rapeseed flowers in the southern countryside. At a glance, except for the distant mountains that looked like ink splashes, there were only these patches and clusters of dazzling yellow rapeseed flowers.

  The small village in the oilseed flower, is like a landscape painting under Guan Shan Yue's brush, as still as a photograph, and as beautiful as a fresh poem. You can hear and see it, hearing is the barking of the local dogs in the village, seeing is the lingering blue smoke from the kitchen.

  At this time of year, on the stone bridge by the small river, there are always students coming here in twos and threes, either leaning against each other or whispering softly. There are also tourists from outside carrying bags to visit the village where their ancestors lived to seek freshness, but most of them will not make loud noises, afraid of disturbing the tranquility of this seemingly isolated mountain village.

  But silence is called silence because it can be broken...

  "Get out of the way... all of you get out of the way!"

  "The car is stuck!"

  Just after lunch, when it was time to relax and fly kites, a loud donkey bray suddenly echoed from the rugged mountain road outside the village.

  The originally peaceful scenery suddenly lost its serene atmosphere, and it felt like a postcard with a beautiful landscape had suddenly been defaced by a goofy face.

  A gust of wind and a flash of lightning, from the mountain road, riding a bicycle with everything responding except for the bell, a person wearing a slightly old canvas backpack with a faintly visible telecommunications logo, on his feet are a pair of cowhide cloth shoes, the surface is cracked, dirty and stained with yellow mud, looking like he had stepped in shit.

  He was wearing ordinary clothes, so ordinary that even the migrant workers who came to the city for work would be embarrassed to wear them outside. The style... what style? It's clearly just a greyish-brown uniform-style cotton garment from the 70s or 80s, with frayed edges. Although there aren't any patches, it looks like something that can't be associated with a brand name at all. On the other hand, his pants were still stiff and new-looking jeans, with a clear BMW logo printed on them.

  He yelled as he rushed down the winding mountain road with a slope of forty-five degrees. The adults and children on the way, looking at this guy from afar, mostly didn't say a word and ran away immediately.

  They ran off to do what? To spread the news! Little Overlord, this jinx, is back!

  No wonder, this rustic fellow doesn't eat ditch oil or smell exhaust fumes, his physical strength is just good. The first one to rush into the village chief's office was the only postman in the village, who was almost fifty years old, but he ran more than three thousand meters at a speed of 100 meters, although panting, his face was red and not inferior to that of young men.

  "Village head..."

  He slid onto the tile floor of the village chief's office with a long, mournful fart, crying out in pain.

  The village chief was an old man in his late fifties, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and was reading last week's news. As soon as he saw him like this, he quickly got up and helped him up, muttering: "Hurry... hurry... what's the rush?"

  "Village... village head, that little kid is back!" The old postman stuttered as he spoke: "He's back!"

  "Who... who... who?" The village chief's face was full of surprise: "Who... has come back?"

  "Could there be... anyone else!" The stutter seemed to be contagious, and the old postman also followed the village chief, becoming inarticulate: "W-w-w..."

  Before he could finish his words, the village chief's eyes suddenly widened and he slapped his thigh: "Good grief!"

  After finishing, the village chief also ran away with his legs, and in three or two steps, he rushed into the village's broadcasting station. What was surprising was that the village chief, who had always stuttered, suddenly seemed to have divine help at this point, and his speech became smooth.

  Right after that, the village's loudspeaker made a burst of noise, and then the voice of the village chief came out from inside: "Attention all villagers, attention all villagers! The militia captain has gone to the village entrance to intercept that dead guy, rather kill by mistake than let him escape! Also... also, those who have new daughters-in-law, new brides, or new mares at home must hide them well and are not allowed to open the door!"

  He was just talking when the kid who was viewed as a fierce tiger coming down from the mountain by the whole village had already arrived at the entrance of the village, still shouting "no brakes" and still full of energy.

  And through the old village chief's shouting, the young and strong militia in the village one by one took sickles, hammers and long bamboo poles to block the village entrance, then just watched as an absolutely speeding bicycle slowly enlarged...enlarged...and enlarged again in their eyes.

  As expected, the speeding bicycle without brakes came straight to the face of the militia captain Liu, and at first glance, it seemed like Chang Yuchun's three-board axe, but upon closer inspection, it looked more like Saddam's guerrilla team.

  "Oh no! Oh mother..."

  The militia captain's shout awakened the mountain children who had never seen such a scene before, and they quickly surrounded the young man who had intruded into the small village.

  "Ah, tsk, tsk, tsk..." The young man didn't have a scratch on him. At the moment he crashed into Deliu, he decisively abandoned his vehicle to save himself. Now, covered from head to toe in mud, Deliu was laughing and saying: "I told you it wasn't locked..."

  The originally arrogant Xiao Liu, who was still full of vigor when he came to block the door with others, immediately became flattering as soon as he saw the master: He hastily stood up and patted his buttocks randomly: "Third Brother..."

  "Be good, Ah Liu. Third Brother sent this for you." The young man rummaged through the tattered canvas bag and pulled out a brand new flip phone: "When I left that year, you said you wanted a BB phone, but now I've looked everywhere and can't even find a pager."

  He said this, and his hands didn't stop, constantly taking out various small objects from that bulging bag to hand over to the surrounding boy scouts. While scattering them around, he also said: "Big brother, third brother originally always bullied you. This MP3 is for you, aren't you tired of envying Ah Gou's broken portable player? We don't need to ask him now."

  The surrounding young pioneers were grateful and did not dare to breathe a big breath, whatever people said they would respond. However, the things this guy sent were quite popular, although the village was also connected to the internet now, but after all, everyone was still poor, only the village chief's office had a second-hand one. Now at first glance, MP3 and Swiss Army knives, everyone was delighted, and the village chief's words were forgotten in the Western Paradise.

  "Third Brother, Third Brother." A group of young scouts surrounded this young man, constantly asking questions: "Third Brother, is college easy to get into?"

  "It's great, it's great, university girls are even better." The young man nodded vigorously: "Don't listen to your parents, work a little, finish school, go out and read university, girls will be easy to find."

  As they talked, several people unknowingly walked to the village's only primary and secondary school, a unified school. The young man called San Ge suddenly stopped and asked deeply: "Teacher Mei...?"

  Xie Liu took a look at his expression, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She stammered: "Teacher Mei left early, I heard she got married... That day, I saw with my own eyes a small sedan taking her away."

  Third brother suddenly narrowed his eyes, then smiled and stroked the tree beside him: "It's okay, first love doesn't understand romance. Let's go, take me to see the village chief."

  After he left, Liu inadvertently saw the place where he had just touched his hand. On that tree, there was a line of not very clear words: "Wang Jian forever loves Teacher Mei."

  That's right, this young man known as Third Brother was originally named Wang Jian. This guy can be called Little Overlord and make all the men and women in the village see his scalp numb, naturally there is his certain reason.

  It all started with the old carpenter from the village...

  The older folks in the village know that Old Carpenter is actually a skilled person, with fine woodworking skills renowned even in the county town. But he also likes to brag a bit, saying his master had been a bodyguard for Duan Qirui, Sun Yat-sen and Feng Yuxiang at different times. He was extremely capable, able to catch bullets with one hand and kill someone with just a small stone. He also said that he himself possessed such abilities, but could never use them in his lifetime.

  Every time he says that, the children who listen to his stories will laugh at him and say: "Wooden Grandpa, you're so capable, how come your eyes were blinded by someone? Are you cheating?"

  Every time he was asked like this, the old carpenter would definitely not speak again, and it worked every time. However, the old carpenter had a very good temper and especially liked children. If an adult said so, he would immediately turn green with anger and walk away, but when children asked, he would always smile and say: "Your wooden grandfather's eyes were not blinded by being hit, but by being pecked blind by a wild goose."

  It's not clear what really happened, but the kids didn't know, while some adults did. Old Wood's eyes were actually blinded by someone during the ten years of turmoil. One day, he was suddenly dragged from his bed to the school playground and beaten without reason, which is when his eyes were blinded by a belt buckle. People also heard that Old Wood had been betrayed, accused of being a capitalist counter-revolutionary running dog. The person who betrayed him was said to be his senior apprentice.

  Later, someone said that Lao Mu was almost beaten to death, but on that day, several small jeeps came, followed by many soldiers, who insisted on saving Lao Mu. After they sent the half-dead Lao Mu back to the village, a high-ranking official waited at his door for five days, serving tea, passing water, feeding him, and washing clothes, saying something to Lao Mu every day, but each time being chased out of the door by Lao Mu's cane.

  The big official is gone, but those rebels didn't come to provoke Old Wood again. It's said that they were suppressed by the big official, and it was quite bloody. The suspected traitor, Old Wood's big apprentice, never came back either. People who are well-informed about news said that he went abroad to be a carpenter, became very successful, and doesn't care about Old Wood anymore. And those well-informed people also said that the big official is actually Old Wood's second apprentice.

  This little three, naturally also comes from this.

  San'er, also known as Wang Jian, was picked up by Old Wood from the town's garbage dump. When he first arrived, he was only two or three years old and couldn't speak clearly. He had a silver necklace around his neck and looked very robust. At that time, everyone said that this child must have been lost and should be sent to the police station. However, Old Wood insisted that the child had been abandoned by his parents because he was born with an illness and wouldn't live past seven years old.

  Whether he was ill or not, nobody knew. Anyway, this guy had safely passed the age of seven and even became a little tyrant in the village. This kid must have been blessed by some god, having a body as tough as copper and iron since childhood, never fearing pain and never seen bleeding. Once when he was eight or nine years old, he got into a fight with a group of bad kids from a neighboring village, and someone hit him on the head with a stick, but this kid didn't even flinch, picked up half a brick and beat that thirteen- or fourteen-year-old big kid so badly that he ran back home crying and refused to come out.

  Later, the old man also grew old and spent his days basking in the sun at the door. He didn't have time to take care of the child, so this kid naturally became a bully in the village, especially when he was 16 or 17 years old, it was like the world had turned upside down. From West Village to East Village, inside and out, chickens flew and dogs jumped, no one who saw him didn't fear him.

  At that time, the village chief said that whoever could cure this wild child would give up half a year's harvest. Originally, under heavy rewards, there must be brave men, but this reward has not been given out for many years. Once, something big happened, saying that the bad boy from the neighboring village who was beaten by the wild child when he was young and went home to cry to his mother grew up and learned evil outside, became a rascal, and got drunk during the New Year's festival, insulting the new daughter-in-law of Old Zhang's family in the village.

  Originally, there was no evidence for this matter, and verbal claims were unreliable. Moreover, the Zhang family was also involved, and Old Zhang was a coward, ultimately leading to Mrs. Zhang drinking pesticide in despair.

  It stands to reason that when a person dies, the matter is settled. But who would have thought that on the day of Zhang's funeral, Xiaozi happened to be on winter break from high school? He was a nosy parker and asked this and that, which ended up causing trouble.

  That was a real explosion, immediately smashing the village chief's glass, table, bottles and jars, anything that could be smashed or thrown. Then he stood on the rooftop of the village chief's house, cursing and scolding for an entire night. The scene was incredibly lively, the village chief's son even knelt down to beg him, but he refused to give in, and before leaving, he urinated into the village chief's rice jar, spat, and cursed him as a useless thing.

  Later, this kid went to that house alone, at the time that guy was at home drinking with a few thugs and talking about how comfortable Zhang's wife was. Suddenly, he was knocked to the ground by a counterweight, and all the thugs in the room didn't have a good ending either. Seven or eight people were shaved bald and hung upside down from the beam, like cured meat. And that ringleader was even more unlucky, his mouthful of teeth were smashed leaving only one, and he was thrown onto Zhang's wife's grave by the wild kid, if it wasn't discovered early, he would have been buried alive.

  Ye Xiangyu became famous overnight, and people from all over the countryside looked at him as if he were a god of plague. And that ** was afflicted with hysteria after that, seeing a 17- or 18-year-old young man would make her kneel down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, muttering "Grandfather spare my life".

  However, the village children are different from adults. Regardless of age, as long as they are not uncle's generation, they uniformly call this wild child "Third Brother". All good things are reserved for him to eat, and all fun things are reserved for him to play with.

  Until a female college student came to the village to support education, this kid's wild energy finally relaxed, following the girl everywhere asking this and that, and then seeing the beauty of the city.

  But anyway, this kid is still smart, with such a wild talent, he actually got into college, not just any college, but a top-tier one that's tuition-free.

  The day he left, the village was decorated with lanterns and colored streamers. Firecrackers were set off from dusk till dawn, and from dawn till dusk again. With his departure, not only did the village send off a grandfather, but also the family's chickens had some extra ones to spare, and their eggs were somewhat abundant.

  Not long after he left, Old Wooden also followed. The way Old Wooden walked was the kind that didn't come back. The old man wasn't bad, but he had no family, so people from all around gathered to give him a grand funeral.

  But no one dared to tell this little tyrant, fearing that he would say he wanted to mourn for three or five years. But when he came back on summer vacation and saw the old wooden spirit tablet set up, it was a big deal. He went crazy that night. Not a single piece of glass in the village was intact, any dog that dared to bark at him was lame, and anyone who fought with him ended up in the hospital. In the end, it was the female college student, Teacher Mei, who cured this wild child's madness. The person left the next day without saying a word, and didn't come back for four years.

  Four years of peaceful days made the village chief almost forget about this guy, but unexpectedly... he came back today!

  The village chief was also blinded by greed, and it wasn't until later that he thought of letting those little brats go block the Little Overlord. Isn't this sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth? But before he could even feel regretful, his office door suddenly creaked open.

  "Old man, I'm back."

  As soon as he heard this voice, the village chief slid down from his chair and fell to the ground...