I become a god in another world

Chapter 307 Village Feud
Chapter 307
Luo Liu was quite hostile to Qiao Yuesheng, and cursed him several times before he said unwillingly:
"But this kid is lucky. Everyone says that the blood of the sacred dragon tree is unlucky, but he is not afraid of it. They say it is just a rumor and cannot be believed."

At this point, he sneered:
"Everyone else is afraid, but he is not. It shows how powerful he is."

Zhao Fusheng frowned slightly.

"What happens next?" She had already heard Luo Liu's attitude, but she didn't know whether Qiao Yuesheng offended Luo Liu because of the dragon blood incense or for other reasons.

But she didn't want to listen to this meaningless nonsense, so she simply asked:
"How did he discover this spice?"

Luo Liu wanted to curse a few more times, but seeing Zhao Fusheng asking questions, he was thinking about coaxing people back to the village, so he suppressed his emotions and said with a smile:
"His father loves wine." After saying that, he added with a disdainful expression:
"An old drunkard."

At this point, he seemed to have finally found a sense of superiority:

"Before the Dragon Blood Fragrance, his family was a well-known poor family in the village, even worse than my family. Qiao Yuesheng didn't do anything serious. He said he wanted to be filial to his father, but he kept making a fuss all day, saying that he read in a book about tree sap being like blood and the reason for that. Anyway, I didn't understand what he said."

He shook his head:
"In short, he cut the sap of the tree, and then let it sit for a night. Then the red powder separated from the sap. Later, he added some Chinese medicine powder to it. He originally wanted to make a drink, but it didn't make a drink. It became a spice instead."

"This Qiao Yuesheng is quite a character." Zhao Fusheng praised.

Luo Liu felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

His face was a little distorted, but he looked at Liu Yizhen with fear, and finally muttered in dissatisfaction:
"It's just shit luck."

"What happened next?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

Luo Liu didn't want to say.

Zhao Fusheng's eyebrows twitched and he clenched his fists. Just when he could no longer bear it, Sun Sanniang spoke up:

"Later, he called out to people in the village, saying that he had discovered a strange fragrance and that if anyone in the village was willing to work with him, they would definitely make money."

Her words surprised Zhao Fusheng a little.

Luo Liu had a very bad impression of him, and from the few words these two people said, it seemed that they were quite resentful towards Qiao Yuesheng.

In addition, the situation in Shilipo has changed drastically now, so she thought that Qiao Yuesheng was a strange and difficult person, so he offended someone.

But at this moment, Sun Sanniang said that Qiao Yuesheng discovered the spices, and his first reaction was not to keep them for himself, but to invite all the villagers to share them. This is rare.

"But who would believe him at that time?" Sun Sanniang shook her head:

"Later, when he saw that the villagers were unwilling to do it, he went to find people from the Wild Boar Village. His sister married there, so he went to find his brother-in-law. His brother-in-law also ridiculed him and advised him to stop reading useless books and just go back to digging in the fields."

Qiao Yuesheng was rejected several times in a row, but he was not discouraged.

In fact, if it weren't for his insistence, there would be no dragon blood incense.

If no one else does it, he will do it alone.

His father believed that his son was born extraordinary and was willing to borrow money to support him.

Luo Liudao:
"His family borrowed twenty taels of silver from Mr. Wu in Huanggang Village, and agreed on a monthly interest rate of six percent—" He sneered:

"That old man Wu is not a good person. He is rich just from the interest every month. Qiao Wangchun dared to borrow money from him. He is really bold."

The Qiao family can afford to send their son to school, and they live a decent life in the village.

"His family has several acres of good farmland. Even if the land cannot be sold at a high price now, one acre costs several hundred dollars. If Qiao Yuesheng loses money from this, the whole family will have to starve."

Luo Liu said this and looked at Zhao Fusheng:

"Qiao Wangchun is really insane. He indulged his son beyond measure and ended up using his land as collateral to borrow the money."

After getting the money, Qiao Yuesheng purchased medicinal herbs. The family cut the dragon tree to collect juice, and finally made several large boxes of spices.

At that time, the Qiao family wanted to go to the county to sell incense, but the villagers laughed at them, thinking that the family would not be able to repay their debts and would not be able to keep their land, so they would flee with their entire family.

Sun Sanniang sighed:

"Who knew the Qiao family would become rich from selling it?"

The spices were sold for a lot of money, and the Qiao family returned home in glory. Not only did they pay back the money that Wu Laocai had borrowed with interest, they also kept their land and became a well-known wealthy family in the village.

That year, the villagers were extremely poor.

"Many people can't even afford to eat, but his family can eat oily food every day and often eat meat." Luo Liu said indignantly:
"Why?"

His words stumped the people from the Demon Suppression Division.

Liu Yizhen grew up in Beggar's Alley and was accustomed to the evil of human nature. He said nothing about it, but he had a terrible impression of Luo Liu.

He turned his face away in disgust, not wanting to look at this man who was ugly but had an even uglier heart.

"Because of his ability." Zhao Fusheng replied.

Luo Liu became furious when he heard this. He stood up with his fists clenched, staring at Zhao Fusheng with wide eyes.

Zhao Fusheng looked at him with a smile, still hesitating in his heart whether to teach him a lesson and force the rest of the words out of him through interrogation - then Liu Yizhen took action.

He slapped the black coffin beside him heavily, making a dull 'bang' sound.

This action alone frightened Luo Liu.

He didn't dare to act rashly again.

"What happened next?"

Zhao Fusheng no longer pretended and asked directly.

Luo Liu turned his head and looked at Sun Sanniang, and finally realized that something was wrong.

It seemed that Zhao Fusheng was not as easy to bully as the two men imagined.

The men in this group are fierce and the women are evil...

Luo Liu turned his head to look at Zhang Chuanshi and others. Zhang Chuanshi had a gloomy expression, his face was greenish blue, and his eyes were cold.

Meng Po also looked at the two of them coldly. Although there was still a smile on her lips, there seemed to be shadows between the wrinkles on her face, giving people a feeling of depression.

And the weird little girl Kuai Manzhou stopped weaving straw at some point and stared at the two of them with excitement in her eyes.

Luo Liu couldn't help but shiver. For some reason, while he was sitting next to the fire, he felt that the temperature in the temple seemed to be colder than before.

"..."

Based on Luo Liu's many years of experience in the underworld, this group of people is not easy to mess with.

He and Sun Sanniang probably hit a wall.

"After that, the villagers naturally came to them to borrow money." Luo Liu also knew how to handle the situation.

He knew very well which people and things he should not offend and which people he could touch. When he realized that something was wrong and wanted to leave the wild temple, it was too late.

"The Qiao family borrowed it?" Liu Yizhen was a little surprised.

Luo Liu said:

"How can I not lend it to you? We are all from the same village, I can't just watch you go hungry."

“……” Liu Yizhen frowned and said nothing more.

That year, when the people of Niulan Village learned that the blood of the Shenlong tree could be cut to make incense, they went crazy and went to cut down the tree, killing several trees in a row.

Qiao Yuesheng tried to stop them and persuade the villagers to stop, but he ended up offending almost everyone in the village.

Later, everyone cut the red juice from the tree, and they were all in trouble again.

Since no one knew the formula of the spice, they had no choice but to go to the Qiao family.

"Will the Qiao family agree?" Liu Yizhen couldn't help but speak again.

Luo Liu said again:

"Fellow villagers—"

Liu Yizhen was speechless and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:
"Some people are soft-hearted, which may lead to disaster."

Money moves people's hearts.

Especially since the Qiao family was on the road to wealth, the villagers were naturally jealous.

"The villagers of Niulan Village are not kind people." Zhao Fusheng said:
"When the Qiao family borrowed money to buy medicinal herbs, the villagers not only did not help each other, but also ridiculed them behind their backs. When they saw that others had become rich, they became jealous and came to their door to ask for money in various ways." Luo Liu's face showed anger.

As a villager of Niulan Village, he was very unhappy with Zhao Fusheng's comments, but Liu Yizhen was too strong and he did not dare to refute.

"People like this are the most likely to bully the good and fear the evil. If Qiao Yuesheng holds the recipe, drives these people to work for him, takes the money and then distributes it to others, everyone will naturally be convinced."

Qiao Yuesheng is capable, responsible, knowledgeable, and daring, making him a very suitable leader.

But he is young and inexperienced.

From the matter of borrowing money, we can see that the Qiao family is kind-hearted but has no principles.

It's a pity that someone with such personality traits was born in such a world.

"Who the hell are you?"

Luo Liu's expression changed and a look of vigilance appeared on his face.

Zhao Fusheng disdained to answer his question, but asked directly:

"Did he publish the recipe?"

"Who are you? If you don't tell me, I will..." Luo Liu suddenly stood up and threatened.

But two thin black ghost threads appeared silently and wrapped around his ankles.

"whee."

The child's gentle laughter rang in Luo Liu's ears.

Then Kuai Manzhou raised the straw in his hand:
"Let's take off!"

What took off?!

Luo Liu and Sun Sanniang looked at each other, and just as they were wondering, Luo Liu's ankle suddenly seemed to be pulled hard by someone.

He was standing unsteadily and fell backwards. He thought he was going to fall to the ground, but the force pulled him up into the air quickly.

There was a whistling sound of wind in my ears.

The world was spinning, and a headless clay statue appeared before his eyes. His body lost weight, and a large amount of blood flowed rapidly along the soles of his feet towards Luo Liu's big head.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Luo Liu screamed and waved his hands vigorously.

"whee."

The child's laughter sounded again from below. Luo Liu's body was spinning in the air, making him dizzy and nauseous.

When he came to his senses, he found that he had been hung upside down in mid-air without him knowing when.

"Damn it, I was really hunting geese all day and finally fell into a trap."

When he saw that he had failed, he immediately started cursing:

"You bunch of sons of bitches, if you don't let me go, I'll rape the women and kill the men—"

"How dare you speak so harshly."

Zhang Chuanshi sneered:
"My Lord, I cut off his tongue."

He reached for the knife.

Since the last ghost case in Kuailiang Village, when Wu Shaochun carried a knife with him and lent it to Zhao Fusheng to mark the ghost mark on his back, Zhang Chuanshi also developed the habit of carrying a knife with him in case of emergency, and it finally came in handy at this time.

Zhang Chuanshi looked ugly and had a sinister expression.

Moreover, Luo Liu himself is not a good person, so he naturally believes that the other party can also do these things. He showed fear when he heard this.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:
"No, I still need to ask him questions." After she said this, Luo Liu felt relieved and shouted again:
"Put your Sixth Grandfather down quickly, or you will be in trouble——"

Zhao Fusheng said calmly:
"I have a pot of boiling porridge here. If you say something irrelevant again, I will have someone feed you a spoonful and see how many spoonfuls it takes to boil your intestines."

She spoke in a gentle tone and did not threaten like Zhang Chuanshi did, but Luo Liu could hear the real murderous intent in her calm and almost indifferent tone.

Misreading!

He felt a chill in his heart, looked at the steaming pot, and finally became afraid:
"I'll tell you. I'll tell you."

Zhang Chuanshi sneered, took the wooden spoon from Meng Po's hand, and stirred the boiling porridge again and again, with a strong sense of threat.

Driven by fear, Luo Liu said:
"What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Chuanshi scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and Luo Liu struggled desperately.

But the ghost rope tied around his ankles tied him very tightly. He panicked and shouted desperately:
"I remember, I remember!"

As he shouted, his mind was working rapidly and he actually remembered it.

"Qiao Yuesheng announced the recipe, and the villagers went to buy the herbs and grind them into powder according to what he said, but in the end, they didn't make any spices. He lied!"

In fact, Qiao Yuesheng did not lie.

It was not until later that the villagers realized that the sap of the Shenlong tree was not useful for making incense in every season.

But at that time, no one knew and thought that the Qiao family was lying.

On the contrary, because of this accidental misunderstanding, the villagers did not dare to act rashly, fearing that the Qiao family would not disclose the real secret recipe, and instead kept it to themselves.

All of a sudden, the Qiao family became the leader of the local Niulan Village and was unrivaled in the limelight.

Qiao Yuesheng's status gradually became higher and the villagers followed his lead.

In the second year, under the leadership of Qiao Yuesheng, the villagers of Niulan Village cut trees to make incense. That year, the spices were sold to Wan'an County and sold for a total of 4,000 taels of silver.

This was a staggering number for the villagers of Niulan Village at that time.

Qiao Yue was a straightforward person. He did not divide the money up among himself first, but instead shared it out penny by penny. In the end, every household in the village received an equal share, with each household receiving as much as thirty taels.

As soon as the news spread, several nearby villages were in an uproar.

The people in Laozhu Village regretted their decision and began to cut down trees secretly.

But they didn't know the spice formula, so they tried every means to get the secret recipe.

Some people tried to please Qiao Yuesheng, while others sought other ways and started by bribing the villagers of Niulan Village.

Suddenly the village was filled with smoke and chaos.

When they were harvesting spices again in the third year, the two originally close villages started fighting each other for the dragon blood juice of the sacred dragon tree.

Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.

The people of the two villages fought each other for the sap, and became enemies for a few years.

"Before June or July every year, the village would recruit people several months in advance to prepare for the subsequent battle for sap."

In the past, the two villages had harmonious relations and had even formed a marriage alliance. Whenever they met each other on trips, they would greet each other warmly.

But just a few years later, when they met again, they were extremely jealous of each other. They would turn their heads away when they saw each other from a distance, and even hate each other. It was reasonable for them to fight over a disagreement.

On the eve of a clan war in the village, both sides would prepare machetes, sickles, hoes and other items in advance.

These items, which were supposed to be farming tools, have now become sharp weapons for killing people.

Every year after the looting war, a large number of people would die.

"Every year the village has to look for people to order coffins, sometimes there are more than a dozen people -"

Too many people died!

The original villagers of Niulan Village were short of manpower, so they recruited people from other nearby villages to join the village fight.

The people in the Wild Boar Village refused to admit defeat and invited their relatives and friends from everywhere.

The two sides became more and more brutal and hateful as the killing went on. Over the years, countless people died in Niulan Village, and every household had coffins prepared.

After an unknown amount of time, no one remembered the three words "Niulan Village" anymore, and eventually the name was changed to Coffin Village.

This is the origin of the Coffin Village mentioned by Luo Liu.