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Xingfu Village is located at the foot of Taoyuan Mountain, with a winding river in front of the village and rolling mountains behind the village.

A figure was walking staggeringly on the top of the mountain. The original color of the clothes he was wearing could no longer be seen. The patches were piled on top of each other, the sleeves were frayed, and the threads hung down, fluttering in the wind.

This man was quite tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back. He stood half a head taller than an ordinary man, but his eyes were blank and he had a silly smile on his lips.

This is Wang Dazhuang, a famous fool in Xingfu Village.

Speaking of Wang Dazhuang, everyone in the village knows about him.

But no one can tell where he came from.

I only know that in the late autumn five years ago, Wang Laoliu, who had been holding a dry pipe in his mouth all day long and watching Feng Shui, came back from the town market with such a half-dead person in his arms.

When Wang Laoliu met someone, he told him that he had picked it up on the roadside. At that time, the person had no health anywhere on his body, had a high fever, and was talking incomprehensible words. He looked pitiful and carried it back.

Later, the doctor in the village took a look and said that he had been greatly stimulated and his brain was burned out. He was afraid that this would be the case for the rest of his life.

Wang Laoliu didn't mind it, and it was more lively to have more people in the family, so he named him Wang Dazhuang, which was regarded as half of his son.

But what surprised the villagers was that although Wang Dazhuang was stupid, he had one thing - he could read.

Once, the old man from the village primary school took a newspaper to test him. He stumbled and read it. Although he didn't understand the meaning, he read every word correctly.

Later, I don't know who spread the news, saying that Wang Dazhuang turned out to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination. He was admitted to a top university. He was about to register, but something happened and he became like this overnight.

This rumor spread to many people, but no one could confirm it.

Wang Dazhuang didn't cause any trouble. He helped the village with some work on weekdays. His employer gave him food and the West's gave him some old clothes. He lived like this for five years.

At this moment, Wang Dazhuang was picking wild fruits in the mountains. Suddenly he saw a pheasant and chased it.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Wang Dazhuang looked up and saw that there was a faint light flashing in the clouds, and the muffled thunder rolled over from a distance, rumbling.

It's going to rain.

It's getting darker.

The wind also picked up.

Wang Dazhuang doesn't care about this.

He hunkered down and looked for his pheasant in the cracks of bushes and rocks.

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